After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Li Xiujing, who was silenced by Pei Jiaoran, instantly became extremely quiet. He chewed the cherry bilo in his mouth vigorously, and then swallowed it.

After the two of them finished eating, the rain started getting heavier again.

"It's just the beginning of summer, and the rain is so heavy." Pei Jiaoran looked out the window, "I'm worried that too much rain may cause disaster."

"This year is indeed a bit strange. Before, some people said that they were born with strange phenomena, called imbalance of yin and yang, and they were afraid of the Prime Minister's fault. But I haven't seen His Majesty do anything to those in the political hall." After saying this, Li Xiujing gave her a vacant look.

Pei Jiaoran said quietly: "The prime minister is responsible for regulating yin and yang, and harmonizing the cauldron. If your majesty treats the Zhengshitang, what do you want the foreign vassals to think? Previously, when Jia Gonglu offered honor to your majesty, wasn't it just to do what he wanted?"

Put aside your own plans. She did not want to see the vassal town benefit. After all, if the vassal town was strong, any decree of the imperial court would not be implemented, which greatly weakened the central power. But if the vassal town is too weak, the noble families entrenched in the vassal town can play with the vassal town with applause even if they have a great cause and have an advantage in popularity, which is also not conducive to the imperial court's implementation of administrative decrees. The two should complement each other to ensure the operation of national decrees.

In other words, vassal towns join forces with vassal towns, or strong vassals annex weak vassals, which is a recipe for disaster and blessing for the court.

"I hope the rain will stop soon." Li Xiujing looked at her and said.

Because there were still many things to prepare for this marching town, Li Xiujing accompanied her back to the house, then said goodbye and left.

Watching Li Xiujing's back disappear into the rain, Pei Jiaoran turned around and went back to the house, adding a piece of Xizhai's elegant fragrance to the house. Sitting in front of the case, she turned over the account books she had calculated.

In order to facilitate the calculation of the wealth of the household department, she specially copied it. The book she was looking at now happened to be the expenses allocated by the Ministry of Revenue to various armies.

Under the old system of this dynasty, the records of all the military athletes in the world were required to be reported to Zhongshu and Menxia every quarter. However, as the sun and moon changed, the application was changed from the first application in late autumn to winter, and not in spring and summer to once every year.

However, the Shence Army is a special case. Zhongshu, Yushi and the Ministry of Household Affairs cannot compare the number of registered members every year. As a result, there are problems of false military status, name aliasing and false military merit. However, due to the special nature of Shence, these problems are still within control. The real misappropriation of wealth was the Heshuo clan. Not only did the household registration not belong to Tianfu, but the taxes and taxes did not go to the imperial court.

She once calculated based on the old records of the Ministry of War that a sergeant needs more than 20 guan. According to Wei Bo's old records, there are a total of 60,000 soldiers, which requires more than 1.2 million guan a year. The other two towns did not know the exact amount, but she made a rough estimate. The combined strength of the two towns is more than 80,000, which requires more than 1.6 million guan a year. The three towns combined consume more than 2.8 million guan a year.

Now the military expenditure will only be more, and these taxes come from the people of the three towns. If the three towns can be recovered, the pressure on Zuozang can be relieved in many ways.

Rubbing his sore eyes, Pei Jiaoran looked out the window. The rain was pouring down and the sky was gray.

After grinding the ink, she picked up a pen and started to make comments on the account book. Summer is here, which means August is coming soon.

Thinking of this, she put down her pen irritably. Sure enough, it is impossible for people to relax once they enter the household.

By the second day, it was still raining in Chang'an. Fortunately, His Majesty sympathized with the rain and mud and made it difficult for ministers to go to court, so he specially issued an order to avoid the court meeting. Everyone, just come to the government office on time. In order to prevent anyone from being lazy and slippery, the imperial censor and supervisory censor were sent to patrol various government offices.

Walking through the rain, we entered Shangshu Province. Pei Jiaoran glanced at the palace censor who was standing in the corridor, and walked over with a calm expression.

Just as she stepped onto the corridor leading to the public house of the Ministry of Finance, she heard someone calling her name from behind. It turned out to be the foreign branch member surnamed Du from the Ministry of Revenue, who rolled in all the way.

"Why is the censor in the palace here? You can't remember someone, right?" Du Yuanwailang, the official of Duzhi, looked at Pei Jiaoran, "Sister, please save me."

Looking at Du Yuanwai with pleading eyes, Pei Jiaoran smiled warmly and said: "Your Majesty specially asked the imperial censor to supervise you. If I cover you, wouldn't I be committing a crime of oversight? However, the weather is bad today, Du Yuanwai's legs and feet It’s inconvenient, why don’t you give Zhou Shiyu some face?”

After the words fell, Zhou Shiyu picked up the pen and drew a stroke on the booklet in his hand with an expressionless face.

"Let's go." Pei Jiaoran said lightly.

Du Yuanwai, who came to his senses, quickly followed Pei Jiaoran and left. It wasn't until he entered the Hubu's territory that he dared to salute.

"I would like to thank you, Minister Pei."

After looking at Du Yuanwai, who was like a ball of dough in front of him, Pei Jiaoran waved his hand.

"Go and urge the Bi Department. Once the accounts have been verified, send them to the Account Department immediately. What are you doing with all this procrastination?" Pei Jiaoran said coldly, "Do you think everyone in our Account Department has a lot of free time?"

After listening to her instructions, Du Yuanwai quickly took the order and left.

Outside the window, the servants of Shangshu Province complained. Not only that when it rains, the verandas are filled with mud, but some government offices may also experience flooding. In order to prevent the documents from being damaged, they had to find ways to prevent the water from flooding the golden mountains.

After closing the window, Pei Jiaoran sat down in front of the case to process the documents from the Household Department.

Just after turning a few pages, a piece of paper fell out.

After looking at the contents on the note, Pei Jiaoran looked thoughtful. He immediately raised his hand and threw it into the smoker nearby.

After leaving the minister's apartment, Pei Jiaoran walked to the apartment next to him with a sullen face. Several ministers were sorting out the numerous documents in their hands. When they saw her coming in, they hurriedly put down the documents in their hands.

The leader stepped forward and saluted, "Why are you here, Minister?"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran did not answer. He raised his hand and looked at Wu Lingjia who was standing in front of the case. He raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Wuling Shi dared to do such a rebellious thing after he came out of the household department. Where can I put a monk's book?"

After hearing her words, several other people turned their heads to look at Wu Lingjia.

"I don't know when I have done something like this, but I can actually make Mr. Pei so angry." Wu Lingjia walked out slowly and bowed to her, "I hope you can give me some advice."

After the words fell, the historians looked at each other. After saluting, they all said their goodbyes and closed the door for them very considerately.

Pei Jiaoran turned his head and looked at the closed door, making a silent gesture. He walked towards Wu Lingjia and held her hand. A gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Did Wang Yu instruct you?" Pei Jiaoran lowered his voice.

"Yes. I know that with your intelligence, you can guess it at a glance. He called me to the Political Affairs Hall yesterday." Wu Lingjia looked worried, "I hope I will take action against you."

"Then let's do it." Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

"Jiajia?"

"If you don't do something to me, he will be suspicious of you." Pei Jiaoran's eyebrows showed a cold look, "Now that you are involved in this, you can't tolerate any emotional softness. But Wang Yu gives it to you It’s not a good idea.”