Shu Chen

Chapter 40
Due to the details of political affairs, it was decided by the prime minister's reasons, and many responsibilities of Shangshutai were also transferred to the prime minister's office.

Therefore, the ministers at all levels in the prime minister's office are subordinate to the clerk, and they are not limited to one person.

For example, in the main office, there are five or six main officials in charge.

However, Zheng Pu avoided guests in the Qin Mansion a few days ago, and Qin Mi, who had served in the court for many years, also gave him a concise explanation of the current personnel of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Now the Prime Minister is thin, and there are three people who hold important powers.

One was Hu Ji, a native of Yiyang, Jingzhou.

The word Weidu, who has been in office since the beginning of the government, is the oldest and is highly regarded.

He has an upright personality, does not avoid suspicion, dares to speak bluntly, and advises Zhuge Liang many times, and is praised by Zhuge Liang as a critical friend.

One is the premonition of the Anzhong people in Nanyang County.

The word Deyan was once the assistant of Zhang Fei, the former general of chariots and cavalry.

Later, Zhang Fei passed away, and he went to various positions and became famous. This year, Zhuge Liang was turned into a prime minister.

One was Dong Jue from Yiyang, Jingzhou.

The word Gong Xi, first of all, was the lowest level commander in the minister's family.

There are many good words and advice, and Zhuge Liang praised him as a "good man", and it was only this year that he moved to the main position.

For the rest, some were temporarily appointed by virtue of their reputation, some were appointed as ministers, or temporarily acted as subordinates of the prefecture and shepherd's office.

Zheng Pu was sent to look for Hu Ji.

"Zijin doesn't need to be too polite."

Hu Ji, who stepped out to greet him, also bowed his hands and bowed back, smiling slightly, "I do not work with Zijin, and there is no distinction between officials and seniors. It is the Prime Minister's order, not me, that Zijin came to assist me in my affairs. Respect Zijin's ears."

What he said was true.

The post of ministerial secretary has never existed before, and no one knows the level of authority of this post.

Moreover, Zheng Pu was sent by the prime minister to be subordinate to the subordinate governor and returned to Ma Zhong to control it, which cannot be compared with the main bureau.

After all, Ma Zhong's powers are similar to the Prime Minister's joining the army, and he is much heavier than the Prime Minister's.

This guy doesn't seem so hard to deal with!
Why are there frequent commanders and false assistants talking in private, saying that he is difficult to get close to?
With a secret thought in his heart, Zheng Pu smiled and nodded in response, "The elders are respected, and the ones who are successful are the first. Hu Zhubo has served for many years, and he is older than me, so he will surely teach me, I can't be polite. evil?"

"Hehe~~~~"

This time, Hu Ji grinned and stroked his beard, "I heard that Zijin's writing is brilliant recently. I can see it today, and I don't want to be eloquent. Fortunately, I don't do small talk when the bureau chief. Come with me, please."

"Hu Zhubo, please."

Accompanying him into the main office, nodding all the way to pay tribute to the other presenters, Zheng Pu also looked at it carefully.

Perhaps the reason is that the office is not spacious, each of the masters is not separated from the room, but they each put their case and office in a corner.

They are not far apart, and occasionally turn their heads to look at each other or talk to each other.In addition, on several sides of individual cases, there is no storage of case slips and several beds for overnight stays.

It should be different in charge, individual people's affairs are more leisurely.

The oldest Hu Ji, the place where he set up a few accounts, is naturally on the upper right side.

It's just that now, I moved a little to the side, spared a little space, and placed a cramped table with a complete set of pen, ink and inkstone, and a lot of tables and slips were piled up, but no one was there.

Zheng Pu saw this and realized something.

That should be his official place within a month.

Sure enough, after Hu Ji invited him to his seat, he waved his hand to a fake assistant, brought up the cloth bag containing the fortune teller, and said softly, "Zijin, the autumn harvest is coming soon, the prime minister ordered the counties and counties to count the inventory of the residence and pavilion. Prepare new grains for storage and allocate them for the garrison of the various armies. I have allocated the grain plan, and you will share some of it."

It turned out that he was caught as a clerk.

Zheng Pu said in his heart, just as he was about to agree to his promise, Hu Ji took the lead.

At this moment, he has stared at him with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "The matter of food planning is very important, and it is trivial and easy to make mistakes. Zijin must not ignore it. Governor of the Pavilion, the light ones will be dismissed for five hundred li, and the more serious ones will be punished!"

Oh!
I was told not to be frivolous because of my young age.

No wonder, you will be whispered privately by those commanders and false assistants.
"promise!"

Nodding heavily, Zheng Pu also made a solemn appearance, handing over his orders.

But not wanting, Hu Ji smiled again.

After taking a seat by himself, he waved his hand, "I asked Zijin to be more polite, but he didn't listen. Well, if you respect my seniority and call me Brother Weidu by the name."

"If you don't want to, you really can't listen."

Hearing this, Zheng Pu had a gloomy expression on his face, and said softly, "Master Hu, I need to be a taboo for the Venerable."

Ok?
Hu Ji raised his eyebrows in surprise, slightly surprised.

Immediately, he seemed to have reacted, patted his forehead with his hand, and repeatedly pleaded guilty, "Ah, I forgot for a while! Don't blame Zijin, don't blame it! That Zijin will call me whatever you want in the future."

Well, Zheng Pu's late father's name was Zheng Du. According to the etiquette of the world, it is not taboo for a son to call his father's name, so he must be avoided.

"it is good."

After the episode, the two did not chat, and were busy with each other.

It's only been half an hour, but Hu Ji over there is already frowning, and Zheng Pu is staring at Zheng Pu in the corner of his eyes, all he wants to say.

It's not that Zheng Pu is playing around.

On the contrary, Zheng Pu concentrates on his mind and has almost nothing else to do.

But he didn't need to count, every time he unfolded a bamboo slip, silently stared at it for a little, then started writing with a pen and ink, and the speed was extremely fast!Hu Ji has only counted one county, and he has already counted the reserve of two or three counties.

This is the reason why Hu Ji, who observed secretly, was dissatisfied.

Measurement has always been known for its triviality. Is there any reason why it should not be calculated?

Not afraid of mistakes?
If the calculation is wrong, what is the benefit of being more efficient? !

It was obvious that he had just told him to be cautious because it was a matter of human life, and the words were still in his ears, but this son actually dared to think that he was right!

"Cough cough!"

After watching silently for a while, he couldn't help it anymore. Hu Ji put down his pen, and with a light cough, he attracted Zheng Pu's eyes and asked aloud, "Zijin, why don't you count as evil?"

Although the voice is soft, the words have been implicitly unswerving.

Ok?
It's just simple arithmetic of addition and subtraction. Why is it so troublesome to use arithmetic?
Zheng Pu heard the words, his heart was dumb, but his face was still smiling, "Back to Hu Zhubo, I will measure, and I will never count."

When the words fell, Hu Ji immediately raised his eyebrows with a sullen look on his face.

Immediately, he stood up and walked straight, his eyes were sullen, and his voice was slightly harsh, "Zijin, stop writing. I have my responsibility, and I dare not ignore it! I am offended!"

After saying that, he called out a few commanders and fake assistants to come over, and spread out the bamboo slips that Zheng Pu had counted on the ground one by one.

It has to be counted again!
This movement also attracted the attention of other masters.

It's just that they looked slightly surprised, but they didn't make a sound, glanced at them and busy themselves.

On the other hand, Zheng Pu was calm, calm, and sat down with his brows down.

And Hu Ji's face is much more wonderful.

Those commanders and false assistants had counted for the first time, and he immediately had a face full of disbelief.

Or still unwilling, he did it again with the crowd in person, and then he was stunned.

After a long silence, he waved his hand to let the fake assistant clean up the mess.

Immediately, he bowed his hands to Zheng Pu, with a look of shame on his face, "I don't want Zijin to have the skill of mental arithmetic. Ashamed! Ashamed! I am as mediocre as me, how dare I belittle a talented person today!"

(End of this chapter)