Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 43 Put the cart before the horse

Su Mu was angry about what happened just now, but he was very curious about the official system of the Ming Dynasty, so he pricked up his ears to listen.

This Hu Baihu is only in his forties this year, has not yet reached the retirement age of 60, has no serious illness, and has not committed any crime. If something goes wrong, it can only be based on performance.

But political performance is very flexible, and in the eyes of some people, it is a great thing that benefits the country and the people.But in the mouths of caring people, it is another look.Just like the urban reconstruction of later generations, you can say that the ruler is vigorously carrying out infrastructure construction, or you can say that he is wasting taxpayers' taxes and engaging in performance projects.

If Hu Baihu had an enemy in the army, it would not be difficult if he wanted to catch him by the tail.The military household system of the Ming Dynasty was originally a freak, half army and half peasant.Every year, the imperial court allocates some funds for daily expenses, and the military households have to turn over a certain amount of production after reclamation. In addition, the military households have to be sent out to fight and participate in national heroes. The financial accounts are complicated. can not say it clearly.

Besides, Hu Baihu is still doing business under the brand name of the army, so his buttocks are not clean.

It is said that Hu Baihu himself said that according to the establishment of Daomaguan Qianhu Office, there were ten officers from hundreds of households, but the land in the Qianhu Office was limited, and there were several officers from hundreds of households that could not be settled at all.

Among them, a hundred household named Song Tong was newly dispatched to the Qianhu Office, and he also had some connections in the court, so he opened up his joints and was going to contact the colleagues of the Qianhu Office when he came to Baoding for the examination. Hu Baihu was taken down, and several families divided his land and population.

The Hu family has made a lot of money doing business in the past few years. If they are demoted to ordinary military households, it is conceivable that military officials will pounce on them like hungry wolves and eat the Hu family up to the bone.

After Li Zhangfang finished speaking, he looked sad: "This is probably the case. You know that in a few days it will be the day when Mr. Patrol will go to my hundred households to check the accounts. The accounts over there are very messy. Let alone my family. , even other hundred households look like a ghost, and there must be a problem if you check it. My master and I are also counting on poverty. Ziqiao, I have been working with you for a while. I recommended you to the master to see if I can go to the guard to sort out the accounts and make sure that there is no leakage."

As soon as he heard that he was going to the guard to do accounts, Su Mu was angry, but he was a little unwilling.Moreover, he has to rush to draft every day, and he is half dead tired. How can he have the time to be an accountant and sort out that bad debt for you.

The most important thing is that the key to this matter is not a loophole in money and food, but someone coveting Hu Baihu's position and wanting to pick a bone.

The fire is imminent, and these two people are still thinking about sorting out the books, which is simply putting the matter upside down and chasing the end!

Seeing Su Mu's hesitation, Hu Baihu raised his thick eyebrows: "Why, you don't want to? Hehe, it's very good. Did you see that Hu Shun is about to put on airs and has a second heart?"

The words were ugly, and the evil fire in Su Mu's heart flared up again: Brother, I just work here with you, and I haven't received a penny of salary until now, and I'm not your slave.

Seeing that Su Mu's face was not good-looking, Mr. Li quickly persuaded him a few words: "Zi Qiao, everyone has this kind of relationship, so why be angry, this Hu family also has you..."

Su Mu was in the middle of the fire, he didn't understand the meaning of Lao Li's words for a while, and said with a sneer: "The key to this matter lies in the inspector. The inspector said that Mr. Hu's performance is outstanding, but he is a very good official, and the matter will end soon. Yes. If he says that Mr. Hu is a mediocre official and incompetent, no matter how good your accounts are, it will be useless. Let me ask you, is Song Tong an inspector?"

Li Zhangfang's expression changed: "I haven't heard that Song Tong has anything to do with Xunguan. Song Tong is just an officer of a hundred households. He is a military officer like the master. How could he be an envoy who was born as a Jinshi on the second list. Metropolitan Procuratorate You Qingliu, everyone can't hide in time, so how can you get along and make yourself miserable?"

"Then it's over. If Mr. Hu wants to keep his official position, he just needs to get the patrol done."

After speaking, Su Mu didn't bother to talk to the two of them, flicked his sleeves, and went back to the school.

The two people in the tent looked at each other, and after a long time, Hu Baihu slammed the table: "What an arrogant boy, dare to roar in front of me, Mr. Li, drive this bastard back home. , beat him half to death first."

After all, he was born in the army, and encountered such a dangerous situation, Hu Baihu felt a surge of violence in his heart.

"My lord... I think... Su Mu seems to be quite reasonable about this matter. My lord, your official position is really going to fall on Mr. Xunyan. If he is willing to protect you, it will be Song Tongyu Qianhu's office." The thousands of adults from the family colluded together, and there is nothing they can do about you."

The so-called inspections are simply the work teams sent by the Overwatch Council to local discipline and performance assessments.

During the Ming Dynasty, the censor patrol system was formally established, and 110 censors were set up to be supervised by thirteen departments, and then patrol censors were selected from them.The selection of patrol censors from the thirteen supervisory censors is very strict. For each patrol censor, two candidates are first selected by the Metropolitan Procuratorate and brought to the emperor, who is asked to appoint one .The thirteen supervisory censors are usually managed by the Central Metropolitan Procuratorate, but they are not controlled by the Metropolitan Procuratorate when performing their functions, and are directly responsible to the emperor.The duty of the inspector censor is to go on inspections on behalf of the emperor, "to make decisions on major matters, and to make decisions on small matters", and the power is astonishingly great.

A trivial matter such as the removal or appointment of a hundred officers is just a one-sentence matter and can be decided on the spot.

Hu Baihu was stunned, pondered for a long time, and then slapped his head: "Hey, you and I were thinking about how to plug the leak, but we didn't expect to solve this trouble at the source. This kid Su Mu really has something to say It makes some sense. I heard that Su Mu's studies in Shaotai are very good, and the heart of this scholar is awakened. Lao Li, how do you say we should climb up to Mr. Xun Ya, let him show his noble hand, and let me go."

Although Accountant Li is Hu Baihu's confidant and holds the accounts of Hu's family, but this person doesn't read much, his IQ is mediocre, he is not a qualified think tank at all, and he doesn't have an idea when asked by his master.

Hu Baihu gritted his teeth: "It doesn't matter, there is no official in this world who doesn't love money. Lao Li, why don't we prepare five hundred... no, 1000 taels of silver, and then go to Maguan to give the inspector Send it to the master. One thousand is not enough, just two thousand, until he accepts it."

Li Zhangfang nodded again and again: "What the master said is that I have heard people say that all the Beijing officials are poor, and among the Beijing officials, the speech officials are even poorer. Mr. Xun Zong finally got a business assignment out of Beijing, so don't hurry up Opportunities for money."

Hu Baihu slapped his thigh, and shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, Lao Li, you are right. If it were me, I would spend my whole life in the Qingshui Yamen, and when I had an opportunity to collect money, I would naturally refuse to let it go.

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