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Chu Huan turned into Duzhicao's office compound. There were several rows of houses inside, but the buildings were also very distinctive. He walked past the house with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened. Although there were people busy in each house, But I also saw a lot of people holding teacups, talking and laughing together in threes and twos, and when they talked about happiness, the laughter was very presumptuous, and came from the room.

Chu Huan passed by the door, those who didn't see were still talking and laughing, those who saw it immediately pulled their clothes and rolled their eyes, and the inside soon became quiet, when someone cast their eyes, Chu Huan just nodded slightly and smiled indifferently.

Seeing a door was half-closed, Chu Huan stepped forward to push it open, the voice was very soft, and stepped in, only to see that there was no one in the main hall, but a very soft voice came from the side, and one person whispered: " Mr. Lang, our household department has never handled this project. The Ministry of Rites approached the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Industry found our household department. The meaning of the Holy One is to fully demonstrate the national prestige, but how can this national prestige be displayed? Consider it carefully."

Chu Huan didn't know what they were talking about, but when he looked over there, he saw a screen. There were two figures sitting behind the screen. He couldn't see who they were for a while, but Chu Huan was not disturbed, and stood aside with his hands behind his back.

"Have you asked Master Department Hall?" came the voice of Master Lang.

"I have asked." The previous voice said: "Master Department Hall didn't say anything, he only said that the Holy Majesty said that it is a big deal, and we will do it."

Mr. Lang said softly: "There should be a quota for the big office. The money in the treasury is running out. The Tongtian Temple is preparing to dig the river. At that time, there will be a large amount of money. How long can the treasury last?" Seventy percent of this year's taxes and money have been raised, but the remaining [-] percent is not known whether it will be paid on time... The northwest still needs to consume money, and on the other side of the Hebei Road, in order to wipe out King Qingtian, Han Santong also put forward several papers to urge food and grass. There is not much left in Curry. If you really want to do everything, you can't handle it at all. Now you have to overhaul the Tongren Hall and do a big job. This... If you spend a lot of money, other places can't take care of it, and things will be troublesome gone."

"My lord, the Holy Majesty is a person who loves face very much. The Northwest and Hebei are far away, and the Holy Majesty can't see him, but this Tongren Hall is right under his nose. According to the news from the Northwest, the Xiliang Mission has already set off. Within two months , The mission is about to enter Beijing, and if the Tongren Hall has not been repaired at that time, we will not be able to afford it." Another voice said helplessly: "The Ministry of Industry came and said that there is no three to five million taels of silver. Then there is no need to repair the Tongren Hall, he is nainai, this is clearly a money grab!"

Mr. Lang pondered for a while before asking in a low voice: "There are many places that use money this year, and according to my estimate, at least three places in this year will have difficulty receiving money. Without money, we really can't do anything." After a pause, he said softly: "Whether the Lord of the Ministry should go to the province to discuss it again, the tax will have to be raised by [-]%...!"

Another voice said urgently: "My lord, are you still raising taxes? These years have been added up year after year, and it is already great. If there are more taxes, I'm afraid...!" But he didn't dare to continue.

Mr. Lang said: "Then what do you say?"

There was silence behind the screen.

After a while, Mr. Lang said softly: "This time we are repairing the Tongren Hall, it seems that we still have to speak to Mr. Butang, and we can no longer draw money." He sighed softly: "The prince's people have been staring at our side before. With the support of His Highness the King of Han and the Lord of the Ministry, I have nothing to fear, but... Chu Huan came today. He was sent by the Holy Majesty, and he seemed to be from King Qi. When I was looking for money, I seldom asked about our household affairs, but this time I suddenly arranged for people from King Qi to come in. Since yesterday, this officer has felt that his eyelids are always picky. Be careful, don't capsize the boat in the ditch and fall into the hands of that kid."

"Probably not?" Another voice said softly: "How capable is that kid, dare to fight His Highness the King of Han? We are the King of Han, the Duke of An, and the Lord of the Ministry. Little master, can you really set off a storm?"

"Be careful of sailing for thousands of years." Master Lang sighed, and said: "In this way, those people from the Ministry of Industry will talk loudly, and we can't be fooled by them. You go to the Ministry of Industry today and bring two people with you. , and then followed the people from the Ministry of Industry to take a look at the Tongren Hall. I remember that the Tongren Hall is not very shabby. Even if it needs to be repaired, it will not cost three to five million taels of silver. , and then report to me again, from now on, you still have to make careful calculations...!"

Seeing that someone had stood up, Chu Huan immediately retreated silently to the front door. Someone had already turned around behind the screen. The man who came out had a mustache and was in his early forties. When the man saw Chu Huan, he was taken aback for a moment, then stroked his beard and said, "You are Chu Huan?"

Chu Huan originally thought that this person was a member of Duzhicao, and he should salute when he saw him, but who knew that this person looked superior to others, which was a little strange, and another person appeared behind the screen. When he saw Chu Huan, he was surprised at first , then cupped his hands and said: "It turns out to be Lord Chu, uh, Lord Chu, this is the left servant of the household department, Lord Lang!"

"So it's Mr. Lang!" Chu Huan finally realized that the person who dared to love is a servant, and he is a senior official. No wonder this is so, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I have seen Mr. Lang!"

Master Lang coughed, looked at Chu Huan, and asked, "Chu Huan, what are you doing here?"

Chu Huan pretended to be strange, and asked, "Master Lang, this place... can't lower officials come?"

Mr. Lang was startled, frowned, and said: "I am asking you what you are doing here."

"Oh!" Chu Huan said with a smile: "Xiaguan just took office today, so get acquainted with him, walk around casually, and come here before you know it."

"When did you come in?" Lord Lang glanced at the person beside him and asked calmly.

Chu Huan said: "Just came in." Asked another person: "May I ask who you are?"

"Volunteer Wuxuan." The man hurriedly said, "It's Judge Duzhi Cao, I've met the Lord Master!"

"Oh, hello." Chu Huan nodded, "Is there something wrong with you two? Since something is wrong, then Chu will leave first, and you two can do whatever you want."

Mr. Lang said: "No need." Coughing, he said: "Judge Wu, you just go to the Ministry of Industry, and the matter is completed, so don't make any mistakes. Mr. Chu's new official took office, at this time If you mess up the errand, you Du Zhicao, Lord Chu, will not look good." Without saying much, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

After Mr. Lang left, Judge Wu said respectfully, "Mr. Chu, please sit down. I'm humbled to make tea."

"No, no, I just take a look." Chu Huan sat down on a chair with Dama Jindao, and Judge Wu stood aside. Chu Huan looked at him with a smile and asked, "Judge Wu, go to the Ministry of Industry?" Is something wrong?"

"Well, there is something to do." Judge Wu said: "Your Excellency must know that Xiliang people are negotiating peace with our Daqin, and the Xiliang embassy is coming to the capital. The Holy One has issued a decree to repair the Tongren Hall that receives foreign envoys. Somehow, so people from the Ministry of Industry came to ask for money, and I wanted to take a look and estimate how much money it would cost to repair the Tongren Hall.”

"Oh?" Chu Huan crossed his legs and said with a smile: "That is to take a good look. By the way, why does the Tongren Hall need to be rebuilt? Is it dilapidated?"

Judge Wu apologized and said with a smile: "It's not that it's old, it's just that since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, Xiliang Kingdom has never surrendered. Xiliang Kingdom is located outside the Northwest Pass. The envoys who came to pay homage are only the leaders of the Goryeo and Yiman tribes in the northeast, and there is no need for major repairs." After a pause, he said with a smile: "Now that the Xiliang people take the initiative to seek peace, they have a heart of submission. This is the first time for the missions to come to Beijing, and the Holy Majesty wants them to see the power of our Great Qin, so it is reasonable to overhaul the Tongren Hall."

"So that's it!" Chu Huan nodded slightly, "Judge Wu has something to do, so I won't bother you any more."

Judge Wu sent Chu Huan out with an apologetic smile, and when Chu Huan was gone, he murmured to himself: "Chu Huan, ah, Chu Huan, it would be nice to sit in the room and drink tea, what's the benefit of running around? If it’s not good, I still have to risk my life...!” Shaking his head, he sighed.

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Hubu Shangshu Hu Bufan was lying on a chair with freshly brewed high-quality Longjing tea beside him. He closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he heard footsteps coming from the outer hall, he did not open his eyes, but said: "Wuxu, This officer is looking for you, come in!"

Wuxu, the left servant of the household department, stepped in lightly, bowed his body, and said with a flattering smile: "Lord of the Ministry!"

Hu Bufan squinted his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Just now I was talking about the Tongren Hall, and the Ministry of Industry wants 50 taels of silver. How do you think about this matter?"

Lang Wuxu approached and said in a low voice: "Lord of the Ministry of Industry, the humble position has been calculated, and at most 12 taels of silver can be used to restore the Tongren Hall to a magnificent state." He said with a soft smile: "Mr. The officials were angry and asked him to report three to five million taels, with 50 taels capped at the top, and the two sides competed, and the minimum should not be less than 50 taels."

Hu Bufan chuckled and said, "I'm still very relieved when you handle things. Remember, if you go to the general ledger, only the general ledger will appear on Duzhicao's side!"

"I understand the lowly position." Lang Wuxu said with a flattering smile: "Dou Yi knows what to do, only big heads appear, not small ones." Huan, will it become trouble?"

"Chu Huan?" Hu Bufan said with a disdainful smile: "It's just an ant, don't take it to heart. Just now Dou Yi came to report that that kid Chu Huan had just taken office, and he was looking for an official seal. The official seal was on Dou Yi. It was originally for Dou Yi It's more convenient to do things, who knows that this kid will take away the official seal as soon as he arrives, hehe, interesting!"

"The Lord of the Ministry will give him the official seal?"

"After all, it was sent by the sage, so give it to him." Hu Bufan reached out and picked up the small teapot next to him, took a sip from the spout, and said leisurely: "I don't believe it, but with his official seal in hand, can he still turn the world upside down? What is the difference between his hands and the hands of this official? If he is disobedient, this official has plenty of ways to deal with him. "