Lang Jun is coming

Chen Fu opened the door and met an old friend.When Pei Lian opened the door, there was a ghost face and fangs.

Tomorrow is the Grand Court Meeting on Yuan Day, so Pei Lian will naturally go to Taichang Temple to guard, and check with Gu Sheng again on the process and the required utensils and ceremonial guards.

The green-faced, fangs-toothed kid in front of him was holding a banyan tree branch, on which were hung copper coins strung together with red threads.There were words in his mouth, and he sang "Lotus Falling".

"Xinzheng is making a lot of money, and the money is rolling in. The money tree shakes high, and the sons and grandchildren will be the champions. The champions will raise their sons and grandchildren. One penny will give birth to Zhafu grandson."

This is not a real kid, but a way that beggars on the street came up with to ask for money.During the New Year's Eve, pretending to be a judge, Zhong Kui, Wufang imps, etc., singing good lyrics from house to house.Usually, in order to seek auspiciousness, people are willing to send them away with a few copper coins.

Seeing that the beggar was only ten years old, Pei Lian threw a string of copper coins into the broken bowl in his hand.

No more copper coins, exactly ten coins.

"You are so young, why did you come out to beg for food?"

He asked casually.If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have kicked him subconsciously.At that time, this little beggar will still have a chance to sing lyrics?

Thinking about the libretto again, I thought the little beggar was busy for nothing.He has no worries about money, but the number one scholar and his descendants are afraid that they will not be able to find it.

The little beggar still had a mask on his face, and obediently put the copper coins into the pockets of his tattered clothes.Then he replied: "The family was poor, so they were abandoned."

This is what the old beggar who brought him said.It was freezing cold at that time, if the old beggar hadn't picked him up, he would have frozen to death long ago.

After he finished speaking, he added, "It's good to have a life."

Now it seems that his parents are not unfeeling enough to kill him.

Hearing this, Pei Lian's expression darkened slightly, and he threw another piece of broken silver into the broken bowl.Go to Taichang Temple amidst the little beggar's constant thanks.

In the past, I also heard about ordinary people who had a few children who couldn't afford to raise them, so both men and women drowned.Unexpectedly, this trend has spread to the capital.

It is a crime to be born without raising in the Heng Dynasty.But no matter how the court is tightened, this kind of situation is still not uncommon.

After some thought, Pei Lian had already arrived at Taichang Temple.It was noisy inside.The sounds of various checking objects came out.

"grown ups."

The two young ministers under him were a little displeased because the sunlight was blocked, but when they looked up, they were their immediate superiors in ivory white casual uniforms.

My ears are full of the "cracking" sound of planning to report accounts.Pei Lian turned around and entered the inner room. Gu Shengzheng was holding the etiquette system drawn up a few days ago, and compared it with the "Zhenghe Wuli New Rituals" formulated by the Taizu to check whether there were any omissions.

"The object booklet has been sent to the household department."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Gu Sheng didn't even raise his head.His eyes were dim, and he bent down and held a single-view mirror made of crystal, trying to read the writing clearly through the refraction of sunlight.

Pei Lian took the booklet very consciously, and compared it carefully on behalf of Gu Sheng.I can't help but sigh that every year when the court meets, the household department is bleeding heavily.

There are more than 160 musicians in the palace frame and [-] sapphire umbrella fans.In addition, there are lichens, marigolds...

One item after another is the expenses, not to mention the banquets and food, the dance clothes of official prostitutes and so on.No wonder his subordinates in the main hall were pulled over to set the abacus.

After working all morning, Gu Sheng was finally able to take a breather.He put away the single-view mirror, sat down reclined, and smirked in the direction of the main hall.

"Pei Taichang's people are very efficient. I think the officials can check the accounts before lunch."

Pei Lian paused while holding the booklet, and couldn't help but glance at Gu Sheng, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, Gu Sheng laughed and said, "Over there, Mrs. Pei often went to talk about it?"

In this court, who doesn't know that Hubu is notoriously stingy?Every time there is something that needs to be paid, it is impossible to scrape an extra copper plate from the householder.

However, I don't blame the household department for being petty.In fact, the national treasury is getting more and more empty, and there are only payments but no receipts. This has caused the Ministry of Accounts to be able to see where the money is spent every penny.

Hearing this, Pei Lian looked again at the accounts already listed in the brochure, and felt that the difficulty was comparable to asking Song Yiqing to call him "Yulang".

Before it was time for lunch, there was a lot of commotion in the household department.

Pei Lian wagged his fox tail and came to the door asking for money with the accounts of the Dachaohui in his hand.

A group of subordinates from the household department waited outside the door, only to hear the two leaders inside spit at each other.

"Impossible! If you want money, I will die!"

"Hey. No one wants your life. The tax money was collected not long ago, and there should be some of it. It's not too late to argue before you take a look."

"There are more than [-] musicians and official prostitutes?"

"Sacrificing, entertaining people from all over the world, there must be no shortage."

"There are so many gold cups, why are you selling them like mutton?!"

"The stock in the treasury can be up to half."

After about half an hour, when everyone felt dry just listening, the door finally opened.In their eyes, Tai Changqing, who did not leave any trace of deceit, walked down the steps satisfied with the account book stamped by the Ministry of Households.

Hubu Shangshu was sitting on a wooden chair in a crimson round collar, with a dark face, almost crushing the lotus green glazed cup in his hand.He only hated himself for not having a glib mouth.

"Is that how your lord transfers the money?"

The person under his hand asked cautiously.Although they didn't see the account books, they could know the expenses of the Dachaohui with their eyes closed and their toes thinking.

The cup was placed heavily on the table, and the Minister of the Household Department snorted coldly, and used what Pei Lian had said to him just now to deal with these people in front of him.

"Do you think that the Great Dynasty will not be able to run well, and only lose face to the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Temple?"

The anger was inexplicable, they lowered their eyes and focused their attention, thinking when did their immediate boss care about face so much?I heard another sentence.

"If you let Daxing see the joke, even the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple, and our household department will not be able to lose face for Daheng!"

What's the use of worrying about money?It should be out or it must be out.Don't look at the calm on the outside, but in fact there is a secret rivalry inside.