After Becoming a Little Sister

The blower whimpered, and the viewfinder was blown by cold wind. Lu Fang immediately closed the door, tightened her chest with one hand, and placed the bill with shiny ink on the imperial case with the other, pressing the jade stone on it. paperweight.

It takes half a lifetime for those top performers to learn such a small performance bonus that is cold but dare not say it.

Empress Jiajing immediately cast her eyes on the bill, and Lu Fang wrapped her clothes tightly and walked towards the gate, ready to continue working.

"Come here." Empress Jiajing shifted her eyes from the bill to him, her cherry lips parted slightly, with a kind of domineering queen who said nothing.

So the atmosphere group outside the theater scratched their heads and babbled all kinds of things at this time, wishing they could lie on the ground as if it were their own bed and twist a few times.

Ah ah ah ah sister good ah!My sister has such a personality!

Lu Fang turned around quickly, bowed and said, "Master."

Empress Jiajing walked to the altar, lifted the lid of the box, and took out a bright red pill from inside with two fingers.

This is the pill she made with all her heart and soul. Relying on this thing, she will not be invaded by cold and heat, and her face will not grow old: "Eat it, and you won't be cold."

The fairy sister outside the stage was looking at the script, and at the same time, she was watching the acting skills that seemed to have no acting skills.

It's not easy for the superior to show kindness. If Empress Jiajing is too eager, she will show unreasonable "protecting the calf". The nanny of the male mother and the eunuch.

But in this sensuality, Empress Jiajing has shown the majesty that an emperor should have, and the recognition of "you are mine, so I will give you good things", especially the sense of distance from the grace , well done.

To others, this detail is acting skills, but to Sister Shenxian, it is more like a habit.

Whether it's acting or real, it's not impossible for an old monster like her to fail to see it, so this is very interesting...

She blinked her eyes, and continued to watch a certain little fairy perform with a little inquiry.

Lu Fang hurried over and knelt down, took the pill with her hands facing upwards: "Thank you, Master Long En."

As he spoke, he immediately stuffed the pill into his mouth, then stood up and retreated to the door, opened it and squeezed out, closing the door.

The camera followed, another long shot, closing the door, turning around, and after going out, Lu Fang immediately turned her face and spit out the pill, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, stuffed it into the lapel, and carefully patted the pill. After clapping to make sure it wouldn't fall out, he walked towards the center of the hall.

The props outside the camera were fast-forwarded, and the wooden box with the seal of "Salt Transport Envoy" has bottomed out.

Lu Fang stood there. He knew that this was the last round of accounts, so he stopped passing them one by one and waited for this batch of accounts to be finished.

The sound of counting beads gradually faded away, and almost at the same time, the twelve eunuchs in front of the two long cases finished all the accounts.

The twelve eunuchs simultaneously picked up the last page of accounts they wrote down, held them to their mouths and dried them carefully—these were all genuine handwritten calligraphy in Guange style.

One of the two eunuchs who delivered the accounts went to the case on the left and collected the six account pages, and the other went to the case on the right and collected the six account pages, and they both walked to Lu Fang and presented with both hands. Going up, every move has a sense of order as a servant, and it is in place.

Lu Fang took the twelve account pages and raised her chin: "Withdrawn."

The six eunuchs on each side raised the huge abacus on the case and walked out softly.

A eunuch delivering the accounts put a brass lock on the palace wooden box containing the original account books and locked it with a bang.

Then, in front of Lu Fang, handed the long copper key to the eunuch who delivered the account standing beside him.

After such a change of hands was completed, the eunuch held the key in both hands, walked up to Lu Fang and presented it.

Lu Fang took the key and signaled to the subordinates next to her: "Turn on the lamp, move the brazier out, and close the palace door."

"Yes."

The two eunuchs went to the table next to the wall, each picked up a copper plate and a pair of scissors, one went to the left, the other went to the right, and cut off the wicks of two huge candles that were burning with open flames, and put them away. Into the copper plate, and then go to cut the second, well-trained.

Only then did Lu Fang hold the stack of account pages and the long copper key placed on the account pages, and walked towards the door of the monastery.

At this time, Empress Bendi, who played the role of Empress Jiajing in the room, had finished reading the bill and sat back on the futon.

Lu Fang came in and walked to Empress Jiajing, and presented the copper key first.

Empress Jiajing took the key and hung it on the belt of her underwear. This small gesture meant that the account was not for the treasury, it was the empress' internal money.

Of course, it is said to be domestic money, but it is actually the small money embezzled by the empress herself.

Lu Fang then presented the first page of the stack of bills in her hand, Empress Jiajing took it, and quickly read this page of bills, followed by the second and third pages, and finished reading the last twelve pages of bills in a short time .

Lu Fang didn't look up at this time, she didn't even look at Empress Jiajing's face, she just worked diligently.

He took the No. 12 bill, and went to the imperial case to collect the bills pressed with paperweights, without saying a word.

"Last year, how much tax did the inspector sent by the imperial court collect in the two Huaihe and Zhejiang provinces?" Empress Jiajing asked, her tone full of joy and anger.

Lu Fang's hand kept on saying, "Back to Master, it seems to be more than 140 million taels."

"What about the year before last?"

"It's more than 170 million taels."

Empress Jiajing stood up from the futon, and began to walk back and forth with her sleeves fluttering.

"Sending others to collect taxes is getting less and less every year. When Yan Maoqing went there, he recovered 330 million yuan at one time, which is more than others in two years. What do you think?"

Lu Fang thought for a while, seeming to be trying to figure out her expression, and then she replied impeccably: "Old Yan Ge will do it!"

Empress Jiajing stopped suddenly, and slowly stared at Lu Fang, her eyes seemed to turn her back on him, and the expression in her eyes gradually turned serious.

"Why did you vomit the pill I gave you?"

Lu Fang was stunned for a moment, then knelt down: "Master Fayan, the slave is hiding the elixir, and the slave has selfish intentions."

"Are you afraid that you will die if you eat it?" Empress Jiajing's tone became colder.

Lu Fang immediately kowtowed: "Back to the master, how can you die if you eat the elixir and live longer? The slave is thinking of Yang Jinshui."

"You want to take that pill to Yang Jinshui?" Jiajing's eyes slowly turned sideways, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yang Jinshui is Lu Fang's subordinate, but in the previous plot, he would be caught because of corruption in Jiangnan, and escaped death by pretending to be crazy.

"Master Shengming, in the afternoon I heard people say that Yang Jinshui is still wearing a single shirt and walking in the yard at night in such a cold day."

"The Blue Immortal and those people don't care about him?"

"It's not that I don't care, Lan Shenxian said, this is his injustice, and it will be fine when the retribution is over."

Empress Jiajing was silent, her gaze moved out of the window, and it took a while before she snorted: "Yang Jinshui has been in the south of the Yangtze River for four years, and he still has some credit..."

Lu Fang raised her head subconsciously, her eyes widened slightly.

"If he wasn't crazy, 50 bolts of silk would have been collected this year." Empress Jiajing raised her voice as she spoke, seeming resentment and disappointment: "Why should I live by begging for money from others!"

As she spoke, she curled her lips as if mocking herself, threw off her sleeves and turned to sit on the futon.

"No one can be trusted now!" Empress Jiajing pointed at Lu Fang: "Even you—"

"master!"

"Even you are not sincere anymore!"

Lu Fang raised her head and looked at the Empress Jiajing sadly: "Where the slave is not sincere, please tell the master clearly."

Empress Jiajing leaned forward and stared at Lu Fang: "I just asked you how Yan Maoqing could collect so much money when he went down, why didn't you tell the truth?"

"The universe is in the master's hands, and the master's heart is brighter than the sun and the moon." Lu Fang replied aggrievedly, shrinking her shoulders.

"I understand it's my business!" Empress Jiajing suppressed her anger and roared, "Now I want to listen to you—"

"Yes." Lu Fang was still kneeling, and straightened her upper body: "Yanyin in Huaihe River and Zhejiang Province received tens of millions of taxes every year during the days of Taizu and Chengzu, and it has decreased year by year since then. , Some parts of it were indeed directly transferred to Nanjing for public use, but in any case, it will not be like the previous year and last year when only more than 100 million yuan could be collected."

Empress Jiajing's expression turned ferocious, her brows and eyes raised with suppressed dissatisfaction, just like a real dragon getting angry.

"This year, Yan Maoqing took back 330 million taels when he left. There is only one reason. The yamen in charge of salt are all from Yan Ge and Xiao Ge, and they have been greedy for money. Even one or two can’t be found out, but as long as Yan Maoqing goes, they will obediently donate it.”

"..."

"To put it in a sad way, more than half of the keys to the Ming treasury are in their hands. The court needs money, and only they can open this door."

Empress Jiajing snorted, shook her sleeves back into her arms, leaned back, and looked at the ceiling of the hall.

"Now you understand why I didn't pursue Yan Shifan and the others last time, but instead sent Yan Maoqing to the south to inspect salt, right?"

"The master is Shengming, and the slave still has a love affair."

"Say."

"Zhu Qi and the others have been following Yan Maoqing's fleet, and they came back today. Before dark, Zhu Qi came to see the slaves. He said that Yan Maoqing still had three ships before taking the silver back to Beijing."

"What three boats?" Empress Jiajing glanced at him impatiently: "To put it bluntly, how many millions were transported away?"

"Shengming has no faults with the master. Our people in Nanzhili also reported that Yan Maoqing collected at least 500 million yuan in taxes this year. In addition to the reported 330 million yuan, he also concealed at least 200 million yuan."

Empress Jiajing stood up, flicked the sleeves of her gown, walked to the table and looked down at the bills.

"Two boats, one sailing to Fenyi, Yan Ge's hometown, and the other sailing to Fengcheng, Yan Maoqing's own home."

Speaking of which, Lu Fang followed Empress Jiajing's movements and turned around: "There is another boat, which sailed back to the capital pretending to be a merchant ship a month ago."

"Okay..." Empress Jiajing gritted her teeth, with an ugly expression, and squeezed out the words: "200 million silver, three boats, traveling south and north... The Grand Canal of my Sun-Moon Dynasty seems to be built for them. Already!"

Speaking of which, she grabbed the bill and slapped it in front of her face: "Yan Maoqing! Smoke!"

"Unexpectedly——you still said in the memorial that you dare to resign from your labors to relieve the king's worries, and that you discussed with Yan Shifan and left 100 million for Zhen to build the Longevity Palace!"

"..." Lu Fang quickly got down on the ground, kneeling obediently, not daring to touch the bad luck.

"My money!!" Empress Jiajing brandished the bill, yelling with her eyes wide open, "They took 200 million! They gave me 100 million! I want to thank them!"

Having said that, she picked up the stack of bills and threw them on the ground fiercely, then waved away the jade paperweight on the table, her face turned livid, her panting worsened,

"Master!" Lu Fang got up in a hurry, ran over to hold Empress Jiajing's arm with one hand, and gently stroked her back with the other hand: "Master, don't hurt the fairy body, or else, this slave will call you the emperor!" People from Dongchang and Zhenfusi surrounded their homes!"

It took a while for Empress Jiajing to breathe evenly, but even so, there was an abnormal color of blood on her face, which was blood that couldn't be melted by makeup.

She stood in front of the table and said in a bad tone: "It's time to close the net, but it's not time to search the house yet."

"Yes." Lu Fang waited on her body carefully: "What should I do next, please show me, master."

"It's almost Chinese New Year, let them make a lot of money again, let them, happily and comfortably—"

Finally, she softly uttered four words, grinding her teeth, like a dragon waiting for food: "Have a good year!"

"Okay! Ka--perfect!"

After filming for a few days, everyone has gotten used to this one-off high-standard filming treatment. The crew happily patted their stomachs and called it a day.

The scene assistants started to pack their things. The filming of the scene was finished, and the poor next-door internet university came to work part-time and found that there seemed to be nothing to make a big fuss about today, so he also became happy. It was great to be able to relax and dawdle.

Alia didn't change her clothes, but just wiped her face, she still looked like a Taoist emperor, she leaned over and laughed: "How is it?"

Elder Sister Shenxian took a look at her, with a half-smile: "What's the matter?"

"My acting skills! Do you feel astonished?"