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

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Jinghui turned his eyes to Pei Jiaoran. He smiled and said, "Mr. Pei, why should you refuse? Anyway, it was you who recommended Li Jing."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran laughed and said in a gentle voice: "That being said, it is you who makes the decisions in the Secretariat, not me. You seem to think I am meddling too much."

The rest of the people in the hall could hear the gunpowder in these words. They looked at each other and lowered their heads to sip their tea. Su Jinghui, the Minister of the Central Secretariat, existed in name only and had been sidelined by the other party. The other party was also very likely to be promoted to Minister of the Central Secretariat in the future. It would be good for everyone if they didn't get involved.

The Minister of Personnel at the side interjected, "This involves the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and ordinary officials may not be able to handle it. In my opinion, it is better to select people from the Censorate, the Ministry of Justice, or the Supreme Court. They have experience."

"The people in the Censorate are all cold and harsh, and the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple are short of people. I'm afraid they don't want to wade into this muddy water."

You shirked responsibility for the meeting in the Political Affairs Hall, and I shirked responsibility. As time went by, this matter became a hot potato.

Pei Jiaoran glanced at everyone's faces and smiled.

"The Political Affairs Hall is for discussion. What's the point of pushing it back and forth like this? How about you all nominate someone and we can discuss it later?"

The rest of the people heard this and nodded.

"Mr. Jia, since you have received the secret decree from His Majesty, why don't you nominate someone first?" Pei Jiaoran looked at Mr. Jia with a smile.

Jia Gonglu couldn't help but sneer as he stared at Pei Jiaoran. She didn't allow others to shirk responsibility, but they kept throwing the matter onto her.

With his brows relaxed, Jia Gonglu sighed, "I think Yuan Zhongcheng is a suitable candidate."

Hearing Yuan Yanchong's name, Su Jinghui's expression froze. After a while, he said, "But Yuan Zhongcheng was ordered to investigate the matter of Lu Yi in Zhaoying. How can he take care of both ends? Otherwise, Lord Jia, can you send someone to Zhaoying?"

"Zhaoying is just a small matter. A small county magistrate, a lowly official. Why would it take so long?" Glancing at Cen Xi, Jia Gonglu said, "Prime Minister Su, why are you so timid? No wonder you didn't even know about Li Jing's memorial."

Su Jinghui was immediately silenced by his words. He glared at Pei Jiaoran fiercely and looked at Cen Xi and said, "Mr. Cen, who do you want to recommend?"

Slowly putting down the teacup, Cen Xi smiled. His eyes swept over everyone, "All good."

The Zhongshu Sheren beside him hurriedly pushed him and reminded him in a low voice, "Everything is fine?"

"I say everyone here is fine." Cen Xi coughed lightly and whispered, "Why not take the position of Junior Official of the Dali Temple? After all, Li Jing is from the Censorate and has experience."

The remaining few people also recommended candidates, leaving only Pei Jiaoran without making any recommendation.

"Mr. Pei, who do you plan to recommend?" Jia Gonglu asked.

Pei Jiaoran smiled when he heard the question, "Great, Junior Official of the Dali Temple. Sorry, I have to calculate the time. This year's autumn tax has been delivered to the Ministry of Revenue. As the Transport Commissioner of Jianghuai Salt and Iron, I should go there."

Although the meeting of the Political Affairs Hall was not indispensable, Pei Jiaoran, the backbone of the party, suddenly left at this time, which made things extremely delicate.

Jia Gonglu took a deep breath and said, "Since you have all chosen the Dali Temple Minister, then choose him. I will report the result to you truthfully."

Before Jia Gonglu could finish his words, Pei Jiaoran had already stood up and left.

"This Prime Minister Pei is really casual." Yuwen Jie couldn't help but say.

"You are young and energetic, so it's normal to be a little casual." Jia Gonglu stroked his beard, "Let's go to the public kitchen to eat together."

Pei Jiaoran left the government hall and went straight to Chengtian Gate.

Today is the day when the two taxes are delivered to Chang'an. Those who go by land will go by land, and those who go by water will go by water. Even if we have to ride at full speed, day and night, we must deliver the two taxes to Chang'an on October 16th.

The Deputy Director of the Ministry of Revenue and Duzhi stood at the door looking forward to it, and from time to time he leaned out to look at Chengtianmen Street.

"Why hasn't Minister Wu returned to the capital yet?" the Deputy Director of the Ministry of Revenue asked in a low voice.

"Go to the city gates and ask if anyone has seen Minister Wu."

"Didn't you say you'd come back today? Why haven't you come back yet? Don't worry about it. If you see Minister Wu later, ask her to go back to the Ministry of Revenue to take charge of the situation first, and don't let her go anywhere else."

"Yes. But what about the Taifu Temple? If Minister Wu doesn't come back this afternoon, we'll have to wait until another day. They'll probably complain about us again. Alas, money is needed everywhere right now."

The Imperial Palace urged them, so they could only urge the governors of various provinces to collect taxes quickly. However, they had no control over the distance.

"What can we do? The Yanzi Treasury is eyeing us covetously, and so is the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Minister Wu has said that no one can touch the tax until she returns. She also said...she also said."

As he said this, the Deputy Director of the Ministry of Revenue clapped his hands and laughed, then turned around and patiently explained to his colleagues.

"Minister Wu has given instructions. If she is not here, you can go and ask Prime Minister Pei." said the Deputy Director of the Ministry of Revenue.

However, just as he was about to leave, the doctor of Duzhi suddenly walked in from the door and scolded, "What are you going to do?"

"Go find Mr. Pei..."

"Why are you leaving? Prime Minister Pei is busy with all kinds of affairs, how can he have time to deal with this? The taxes must be handed over to the Taifu Temple today." The Duzhi doctor interrupted him impatiently.

"But Minister Wu said that before she came back, the taxes must not be handed over to the Imperial Household Temple. She also said that we could go to find Minister Pei."

"Don't but. The person who makes the decision in the Ministry of Revenue is the Minister of Revenue, and the person who makes the decision in the Ministry of Chancellery is Lord Jia." The Doctor of Revenue scolded him, then waved his hand and said to the others, "Alright, don't just stand there. Quickly notify the Imperial Household Department to send someone. If His Majesty asks you about it, you won't be able to bear the responsibility."

Yuanwailang wanted to argue, but his colleagues around him urged him on.

"Prime Minister Pei is the Minister of the Central Secretariat, not the Minister of Revenue. He has no time to deal with this matter. Just pay the taxes. You and I should go back and have a rest. This autumn is deep and the dew is heavy. It is the best time to go to Mount Li to soak in the hot springs."

Everyone was talking at once, and Yuanwailang could only nod.

People from Taifu Temple soon came to the Ministry of Revenue.

Watching the people from the Taifu Temple counting taxes accompanied by other colleagues from the Ministry of Revenue, Yuanwailang looked around and gritted his teeth. While no one was paying attention to him, he slipped out of the Ministry of Revenue with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the government office, they met a group of people from Yanziku who were walking towards them aggressively.

The official secretly said something bad, and didn't care about etiquette. He rushed straight over, not caring whether he bumped into anyone or not, and ran towards the Zhongshu Waisheng opposite.

Fortunately, Zhongshu Waisheng is just opposite.

The official grabbed a green-robed official and asked him to take him to see Prime Minister Pei as soon as possible.

I hurried up to the public housing on the second floor.

The official took a deep breath and said in a clear voice, "The people from Yanziku have arrived at the Ministry of Revenue. Please ask Prime Minister Pei to go there quickly."

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