The door was pushed open from the inside, and a man in a purple robe walked out slowly and stopped in front of Duzhi Wailang.

Staring at the Duzhi Yuanwailang who was standing with his head bowed, Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly, "Why are you so panicked?"

"Mr. Pei, this is bad." The official swallowed his saliva and said in a deep voice, "Just now we were paying this year's two taxes with the people from the Taifu Temple, but unexpectedly the people from the Yanzi Treasury came in a hurry. I suspect they are here to steal the two taxes, so I came to invite you specially."

Pei Jiaoran lowered his eyes when he heard this. Before Wu Lingjia left, the two of them had discussed it. Let her tell her confidant in the Ministry of Revenue to come to the Ministry of Central Secretariat to find her if she encountered any problems.

With a sneer, Pei Jiaoran said, "Let's go."

After going downstairs, Pei Jiaoran called Fangge and asked him to find the nearest Jinwu Guard immediately and go to the Ministry of Revenue with her.

A group of ten people marched through the gates of the 24th Department of the Shangshu Province and headed straight for the Ministry of Revenue. As the deputy minister said, the people from the Yanzi Treasury were blocking the boxes of taxes and confronting the people from the Taifu Temple.

Hearing the noise behind them, both turned around and their expressions changed instantly.

"Isn't today the day to pay the two taxes? Why is Yanziku also here?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile with his hands behind his back.

The deputy envoy of Yanziku who was in charge glanced at him, showing some reluctance on his face, "We are ordered to collect the arrears of the Ministry of Revenue from Yanziku, and we have the Duzhi document as proof. You must settle the debt today."

Without waiting for Pei Jiaoran to speak, the official at the side shouted, "Impossible. This talisman must be fake."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could the talisman be fake?" Doctor Duzhi stepped forward quickly, smiling, "Prince Pei, it's too small a matter for you to go in person. This guy only takes the words of Minister Wu as his order."

"Really? Did the Taifu Temple also ask the Yanziku to take away the money owed by the Ministry of Revenue today?" Pei Jiaoran said leisurely with a smile on his face.

The Shaoqing of the Taifu Temple who came on orders looked at Pei Jiaoran, then looked at the angry Deputy Envoy of Yanziku, frowned, and said, "Can Yanziku be tolerant for a few more days, and wait for the Taifu Temple to enter the warehouse first?"

"No. The payment must be settled today. Millions of soldiers rely on the money from Yanziku. If we cannot pay their salaries on time this winter, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?" As he said this, the deputy envoy of Yanziku stepped forward and showed the document of Duzhi.

"Can……"

"It's not Pei Xianggong who makes the decision in the Shangshu Province. Even if she is the Jianghuai Salt and Iron Transport Commissioner, she can't interfere in the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue without restraint." The Deputy Envoy of Yanziku snorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. The Ministry of Finance has issued an order, can't you, the Ministry of Finance, execute it? With such efficiency, if something goes wrong, you will be the first to be held accountable."

After saying this, the Shaoqing of the Taifu Temple glanced at Pei Jiaoran and took a step back. What the other party said made sense. They had already verified the two taxes according to the procedures. Now as long as the wooden wedge presented by the Yanzi Treasury could be closed, plus the Duzhi document, they, the Taifu Temple, had no reason to refuse.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard hurried footsteps behind him. The Shaoqing of Taifu Temple turned around when he heard the sound.

Jinwu Guard General Lu Zheng and a group of people suddenly appeared on the corridor.

The deputy envoy of Yanziku narrowed his eyes and asked in surprise, "Mr. Pei, what do you want to do by mobilizing the Jinwu Guards?"

Pei Jiaoran was soothed when asked, "Nothing. It's just that the two taxes have just been delivered, and to prevent someone from plotting, I specially asked the Jinwu Guards to patrol and guard here, and to take a look at the salt and iron harvest in Jianghuai this year. Chu Shaoqing, please make a wooden wedge."

"Yes." The Shaoqing of Taifu Temple responded quickly.

He took the female wooden wedge from the deputy envoy of Yanziku and combined it with the male wooden wedge in his own hand. The two fit perfectly.

"Mr. Pei, look." said the Shaoqing of Taifu Temple.

Glancing at the wooden wedge in the hands of the Shaoqing of the Taifu Temple, the Deputy Envoy of the Yanzi Treasury said with a smile: "If this is fake, how can it fit so well. Mr. Pei, please don't stop us. We are not taking more. As long as we pay off the debt, it will be fine."

"It does fit. Since we are here to get back the money owed, there is nothing much to say." Pei Jiaoran took a step back and turned to the Duzhi Yuanwailang and said, "There is another Duzhi wooden wedge, right? Go and get that one as well."

"Mr. Pei..." The Deputy Director of the Ministry of Revenue seemed to want to say something but stopped.

"Don't waste the time of Yanziku." Pei Jiaoran raised his chin towards the deputy envoy of Yanziku and said in a gentle voice: "Why don't we send someone from Yanziku as well?"

The deputy envoy of Yanziku, who was directing his men to count the outstanding debts to be taken away, nodded when he heard this.

Soon the two of them came back with a box and opened it in front of everyone.

"This..." The expression of the Shaoqing of Taifu Temple suddenly changed, and he quickly looked at the wooden wedge in his hand.

There were two wedges in the box. What about the female wedge in his hand?

"Ha." Pei Jiaoran let out a sneer and looked at the deputy envoy of the Yanzi Treasury, and said, "Ju Wenzhen, how dare you forge the Duzhi wooden wedge! Where are the Jinwu Guards?"

"The Jinwu Guards are here." The Jinwu Guards behind him responded in unison.

Hearing the voice of the Jinwu Guard, Pei Jiaoran pointed at the deputy envoy of Yanziku and said in a cold tone, "Why don't you take this man down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Jinwu Guards swarmed forward and surrounded Yan Ziku and his group.

The Junior Secretary of the Imperial Household, who had originally intended to defect, pointed at the Deputy Envoy of the Yanziku with indignation and said, "You are so brave, Ju Wenzhen. You actually dared to deceive me with a fake wooden wedge. You are so bold. This matter must be reported to the other ministers and asked them to make the decision. We must not tolerate them."

Pei Jiaoran looked at the righteous Shaoqing of the Taifu Temple with a cold look in his eyes. Without saying much, he waved his hand to signal the Jinwu Guards to go forward and take down Ju Wenzhen.

"Pei Jiaoran, what do you want to do! You are in the 24th department of the Shangshu Province, not your Zhongshuwai Province." Looking at the Jinwu Guards who were approaching, Ju Wenzhen roared.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "I can't interfere with the two taxes of the Ministry of Revenue. But I am the Jianghuai Transport Commissioner, and I can naturally intervene in these two taxes. General Lu, please ask your people to arrest him and take him with me to find Jia Gong."

The Jinwu Guards, who had received the order again, were no longer polite. They rushed forward, handcuffed Ju Wenzhen's arms, and marched him towards Pei Jiaoran.

"Shaoqing Chu, follow the procedure of Taifu Temple. The two taxes will first be paid into Taifu Temple, and then the outstanding amount will be paid, and the amount that should be deposited into Zuozang will be deposited into Zuozang. Do you understand?" Pei Jiaoran raised his chin slightly.

"I understand." The Shaoqing of Taifu Temple nodded.

Ju Wenzhen was escorted by the Jinwu Guards to the corridor. Coming out of the Ministry of Revenue, he went to the official residence of the Minister of the Chancellery. On the way, he naturally passed by the official residences of other government offices.

The Jinwu Guards were wearing armor, so they made a lot of noise. Many heads popped out of the public housing at once, looking at Ju Wenzhen, who was being held in custody with great interest.

Someone narrowed his eyes. That's right, today is the day when the two taxes are collected in Beijing, no wonder the Ministry of Revenue is so busy.

Everyone's thoughts seemed to have drifted away, and no one even noticed the man in the purple robe walking past them.

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