cargo system

Chapter 66 Imperial Palace
Today's wind is very strong, whistling.

The jailer stood outside the room with his hands hidden in his sleeves, a thick layer of snow falling on his shoulders and hair.

Thinking of the hundreds of taels of silver dug out from the tree yesterday, the jailer sucked his nose and straightened his back again.

inside the room.

"Mr. Ning, you don't want to live, but I still want to live. What's your idea?"

"If you don't take risks, it may be a bit difficult for adults to sit in this position."

"Huang Miao, I can still take this position after waiting for a few more years." The county magistrate looked disdainful.

"There have been too many changes, my lord, have you ever thought about it, what if the county magistrates from other places are transferred? What if bandits from the mountains rush into the city, swagger and kill a few people before leaving?"

The county magistrate narrowed his eyes slightly. "You are threatening me."

"If bandits enter the city, the officials of the entire county will be implicated. My lord, think carefully about it."

"Presumptuous!" The county magistrate took a cup and smashed it on the ground. "Just what you said, I can kill you on the spot."

"I'm dead now, and the thieves will find opportunities to enter the city." The accountant gave a salute. "Money can turn ghosts around."

"You have lived in Lin'an for so long anyway, what good will it do you if you ruin the place where you live day and night?"

"If I die, I can only pull everyone to die with me."

"Selfish." The county magistrate looked coldly.

"Oh." The accountant cupped his hands. "My lord, as the end of the year approaches, it is very reasonable and reasonable to invite all talented scholars to a gathering to test school knowledge."

"Your conditions?" The county magistrate didn't believe that the accountant was just trying to escape.

"There are three." The accountant stood up straight. "First, I want the county magistrate to fall."

The county magistrate nodded.

"Secondly, I also want to be the accountant."

"It's not appropriate."

"Everything is framed by Su Huan and the county magistrate." The accountant narrowed his eyes slightly. "A number of millions, who can really calculate it accurately except Su Huan? As long as the account books are burned this time, everything makes sense." "The premise is...you become a county magistrate."

"Okay, I agree, the third condition."

The accountant's eyes were fierce. "This Spring Festival, the genius who was assassinated to death must be Su Huan."

"Don't worry, my lord. As long as you let the county magistrate arrange this gathering, he will be the one to take the blame. In the end, your lord captured the assassin alive, but he has merit."

"I will think about it carefully."

"My lord, you have no choice."

"You..." The county magistrate glared angrily at the accountant.

"It's nothing. I'll go back to prison first." Mr. Accountant closed the door.

The county magistrate looked at the door with a gap left, and the light that came in shone on his face.

……

After leaving the county magistrate's mansion, the courageous accountant didn't go back to the prison, but took the jailer over the wall and returned to his sealed house, dug 1000 taels of silver notes under a peach tree, and left Lin'an City, went to the mountains.

The jailer swallowed his saliva all the way, for the sake of the 3000 taels in the future, he kept suppressing his greed for murder and robbery.

At the foot of the mountain, the accountant who was ready took out a whistle, blew it a few times, threw a red dress on the ground, put 100 taels of silver bills on it, turned around and left, and stood a few hundred meters away.

A quarter of an hour later, a little brother with a face flushed with cold came out of nowhere, took the red clothes, looked at the accountant for a while, and disappeared into the forest again.

After a while, someone came to pick up Mr. Accountant. After blindfolding, he was put on a sack and carried away.

The jailer, a young man who had never seen the world, turned pale with fright, and kept praying in his heart.

After going up the mountain, the accountant personally talked with the bandit Chuanshanhu. After putting down the deposit of 900 taels of silver, he was blindfolded and carried down the mountain.

……

Bai Daqian has been very busy recently. Since he took over the full authority of Chili Pepper, he has been running around talking about business every day. In the entire Lin'an County, his social status has risen a bit higher. In other words, he is the agent of Manfenglou People also have to weigh the weight.

The chili business is very good, but it is a pity that it is limited, and a bottle needs to be escorted out of the city by several guards.

Pepper seeds are not for sale. Only Su Huan and Bai Daqian have them in the whole country. Bai Daqian also imitates Su Huan to plant peppers in winter. Unfortunately, no root hairs grow out, so he can only stay in Suhuan's courtyard every day to observe the growth of pepper seedlings .

Jingshi, it's very cold.

Early in the morning, before dawn, many sedan chairs were moving on the street, all heading towards the palace.

The emperor was very diligent and came to the hall before the ministers.

This is an emperor in his 30s, with a vicissitudes on his face, sickly, sitting high on the dragon chair, and does not give people a sense of oppression of the ninety-five supreme, on the contrary, he is pitiful and lonely.

"There was an urgent report from Zizhou this morning that the people were starved of food, and refugees had already begun to appear, and they were heading to the capital." The emperor asked, "What countermeasures do you have?"

"Your Majesty, the only way is to spread relief funds as soon as possible, buy grain from the south, and quickly transport it to Zizhou by water." An official stood up.

Hubu Shangshu took a step to the left. "Your Majesty, the treasury is empty."

The household department means that there is no money, and if you want money, there is no way.

"The disaster relief is imminent, and there is no room for delay. Once the refugees are forced to rush, there will be bandits, which is extremely unfavorable to my prosperity. Please also ask the emperor for approval."

"Your Majesty, the treasury is empty, and I propose to increase taxes!" The Minister of the Household Department saluted.

"Your Majesty, it's absolutely impossible. Increasing taxes at this time is tantamount to making things worse." Another courtier stood up.

"Left Prime Minister, what do you think?" The emperor looked at an old man standing at the front on the left.

The old man's head was gray and messy, and he raised his eyes reluctantly. "I suggest disaster relief, this is an urgent matter."

The emperor looked to the right again.

"My minister agrees."

"Prelude!"

"Your Majesty, the treasury..."

"Lord Fang, draw up a set of rules, and I will ask for it tomorrow."

Hubu Shangshu could only bite his lips, and said very unhappy: "I obey the order."

"Your Majesty, the old minister has a performance." The right minister made a voice.

The old man who was the left prime minister glanced at him.

"Say."

"Recently, I have obtained an accounting method called tables. After research by veterans, this method can filter out bad debts, so that the account books in the future will be clear at a glance and no longer confusing."

"Bring it up."

The little eunuch took the notebook from the Xiangye and handed it to the emperor.

A group of people in the main hall were discussing, what is the table method?According to what the left prime minister said, the account books won’t be chaotic in the future, right?
"Yes, yes, it is really clear at a glance, this table method can be implemented."

"Xuan: From now on, this form will be implemented in all prefectures and counties. All money in and out for this disaster relief must be recorded using the form method."

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, I don't know what this table method is?" The left minister came out.

(End of this chapter)