golden scales

The asset liquidation work of the entire Chengguo Mansion lasted for a whole night, and the preliminary results were not calculated until the next day.

Cheng Guogong's mansion was brightly lit all night, and the sound of excavation was heard endlessly, which frightened the other wealthy families around, thinking that something serious had happened, and sent people to inquire, but all of them were stopped by the green shirt doctor.

As soon as these wealthy families heard that there was a plague, they refused to invite them in. They closed their doors one after another, steamed clothes and sprinkled lime, fearing that the plague god would come.

"Is there enough money and food in the East Palace Mansion now?"

Zhu Cilang took Yao Tao's report and asked with a casual smile.

Yao Tao's willingness to bear the pressure before showed that the female official was indeed thinking about the problem from the perspective of the East Palace.Otherwise, as a female official of the seventh rank, she received her salary from the palace, so there was no need to worry about the tight money of the East Palace.

"Yes, Your Highness is wise." Yao Tao suppressed the fear in her heart and said flatteringly.

"It's not wise to talk about it," Zhu Cihong looked at the data, "It's just that you know the priority of the matter. The total gold and silver that came out of Cheng Guogong's mansion is only 17 taels... Could it be a little less?"

"Your Highness, even the two boxes of silver at the bottom of the lake have been taken out, they must be gone." Yao Tao said, "I just don't know if there are any private cellars in those outhouses."

"You first arrange for someone to sell the land and house in Duke Cheng's mansion, and exchange them for silver." Zhu Cihong ran his fingers across the book and stored each number in his mind at the same time.He said: "Silver is the most important thing now. With silver, the soldiers' food should be improved first, and the ration of refined grains, meat and eggs should be further increased."

"Yes, Your Highness." Yao Tao was already numb. It wasn't until she took back the booklet that she remembered that the daily rations of ordinary soldiers already consisted of three taels of meat and two eggs. Officers and training soldiers had extra meals. These days passed. It is simply more luxurious than ordinary landlords.But she will not pretend to be a villain, anyway, the money comes quickly.

"Yao Tao, I noticed that you've been a little haggard recently. I often have problems remembering numbers, but you don't sleep much?" Zhu Cihong asked suddenly.

"Slave servant is guilty!" Yao Tao knelt down in panic, her heart jumped to her throat.

"Get up and talk." Zhu Cihong said flatly, without any derogatory meaning: "People have limited energy and brain power, and you can't see it in a short time, and it will definitely be unbearable in a long time. You have been out of the palace for nearly two months, and your finance department has a day off. It's never happened before, I'm afraid you're not the only one who will be exhausted."

"After the servants go back..."

"No," Zhu Cihong shook his head, "I mean to let you take breaks in different shifts. Working hard is not only inefficient, but also error-prone."

"This... the matter that His Highness explained, the servants dare not not do their best." Yao Tao said.

"Recruit more experienced accountants from the private sector and let them follow our rules." Zhu Cihong said, "Categorize the work and keep important data out of their hands."

Among the female officials, there are also seniority points, and not every female accountant can see important financial data.This kind of confidentiality norms of later generations of enterprises is actually very common in Daming today.Coupled with the hierarchical system that is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, the implementation effect is far better than that of later generations.

"Your servant understands." Yao Tao responded.

"You can become a minister in the future." Zhu Cihong waved his hand.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Yao Tao's heart trembled, and she quickly thanked her.

Only senior and high-ranking officials in the palace can be ministers.It is undoubtedly a medal to be proclaimed as a minister by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Let alone others, look at Tian Cunshan, Dianxi of the Eastern Palace, does he dare to proclaim himself a minister in front of the crown prince?

After Yao Tao left, Liu Ruoyu came in Bing said: "Your Highness, the palace sent someone here, because they wanted to answer His Majesty, so they dared not come in."

"Let's just say that the plague was severe in Duke Cheng's mansion. I was in it and had to be quarantined for a period of time. I couldn't enter the palace to pay my respects." Zhu Cihong said indifferently, and then asked: "Has Zhu Chunchen's legacy been changed?"

"It's changed, Wu Weiye will wait outside." Liu Ruoyu said.

"Okay, let him in." Zhu Cihong raised his arm and shook it twice.

Liu Ruoyu walked out of the study with small steps, and soon saw Wu Weiye coming in with two black eye sockets.

Seeing this, Zhu Cihong frowned slightly and said: "Such a trivial matter has to be delayed all night! I really don't know how you got the second place in the exam!"

Wu Weiye stayed up all night. Hearing the grievance, his nose felt sour, and he almost burst into tears.He presented Zhu Chunchen's "behind watch" to the crown prince's case, and said hoarsely, "Your Highness, please have a look."

Only then did Zhu Cihong unfold the form and read it from the beginning. He closed it after reading halfway through it, and Wu Weiye was so frightened that he thought he had failed again this time, and his whole face twitched.

"Okay." Zhu Cihong said angrily: "It can be barely used. I really can't figure it out. You Wu Weiye is one of the most talented people in the world. How can it be so difficult for you to write something that catches the eye? I can say it It's very clear, just let him say: The plague in the house is severe, and you are willing to donate all your family property to the public for disaster relief, why did you talk so much nonsense to me before?"

——There are causes and consequences, how can there be a plague donation for no reason?Am I not doing this for the reputation of the East Palace?

Wu Weiye wanted to cry but had no choice but to lower his head and said: "I know I was wrong, and I must be frugal when writing in the future."

"Okay, let him take it and copy it again." Zhu Cihong said with a slow tone: "You can also go down and sleep for a while."

Wu Weiye finally heaved a sigh of relief, and came out in response.

Outside the door, there are Xiao Mo and other military officers from the Eastern Palace Guards Camp waiting to be summoned. Most of them have stayed up all night, but these people practice daily, and their bodies are far better than those of Wu Weiye. A look of high spirits.

Walking past them, Wu Weiye suddenly felt strange: Why does His Royal Highness, who has not yet grown up, look tireless, and is still so energetic after a night without sleep?

In this regard, Zhu Cihong has no secrets, but simply likes to work.

The company he worked in in his previous life once employed a foreign vice president.The vice president said to Zhu Cihong, who was the director of the human resources department at the time, on the day he joined the company: "I am a workaholic. I like to work overtime. I hope you can cooperate with me."

A month later, the foreign vice president submitted his resignation letter to the headquarters, and said to Zhu Cihong quietly before leaving: "It is inhumane to work overtime like you..."

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Wu Changchun was the last of the generals to come in, and he didn't talk to anyone.The others only said that he would routinely report on the daily rewards and punishments, and did not speak to him.In the eyes of other military officers, the military judge was originally a villain who made a small report and was promoted.

"After Zhu Chunchen has finished copying the legacy form, he can fall ill and die." Zhu Cihong said to Wu Changchun, "I will leave this matter to you. Cash in. His family, the Zhang family, and the Xu family take turns in charge of the Jingying, and it can be said that more than half of the domestic funds are in the hands of these three families, and it is definitely not only 17 taels."

"Humble job understands." Wu Changchun responded.

"Also," Zhu Cihong nodded his forehead, "The Military Judiciary Department has to gradually separate from the ten-member regiment, so as not to leak secrets and hurt the morale of the army."

"The humble official understands that many jobs are only done by members of the ten-member regiment, and they don't let them know too much about the newly elected military judges." Wu Changchun repeated the "Regulations" issued by the prince in his own words , which means that I have kept it in my heart and deeply understood it.

As expected, Zhu Cilang was very satisfied with this, praised two words of "good" again and again, and said kindly: "If you still have any difficulties in work now, you can tell them directly."

"Yes, Your Highness..." Wu Changchun hesitated for a moment, then he straightened his sentence, and said, "The Finance Department has been investigating the expenses of our Military Law Department recently. Although the humble job is well-behaved, the ten-member regiment follows His Highness's wishes." It is a double salary, and every time there is high-quality news, there is also a bonus, this expense really cannot be accounted for."

Zhu Cilang put his palms together and put them on his lips, gently pressing his dry lips, and finally came up with an idea, saying: "You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll take care of it."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Wu Changchun felt relieved, fearing that there would also be a "ten-member group" in the finance department secretly watching his every move.He also used informants before, but he didn't know that doing something behind the scenes could be so depressing and painful until now.

When Wu Changchun walked out of the prince's study, he was dazzled by the sun approaching the mid-heaven.He put his hands on his eyebrows, made a pergola, looked up at the sky, and sighed in his heart: When will we be able to live under the sun again!

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