Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 760 Roll up your sleeves and work hard

  It was late at night, and Yan Song’s value-for-money in Xiyuan was still brightly lit. In the value-for-life study, there was a desk table. Yan Song and Xu Jie were sitting opposite each other. On the table were delicate four dishes, one soup, and a pot of warm wine.

   "I have knelt in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, but I have never seen my Buddha's heart feel pity. It could be that the dust covered the Buddha's eyes, so it was because there was no offering of incense money. If the Buddha is not greedy, why should the world worship it? The Buddha does not love vanity, why should the world kneel down..."

Yan Song held the test book in one hand, tapped the table with the other to keep pace, and recited softly. After reading, he smiled and said to Xu Jie who was opposite him: "Huating, you have a good student... I heard that Zihou is just It took me a cup of tea to write such a catchy article on exterminating Buddhism, and I am afraid that Yuan Wei will be willing to bow down to him."

   "The old lady Ge praised him too much. Look at him behind him shouting and shouting. He has a rustic and vulgar air. He doesn't have the demeanor of a scholar..."

  Xu Jie stood up and poured Yan Song a glass of wine, shook his head with a smile, although he praised Zhu Pingan's article in his heart, he still picked out the shortcomings in Zhu Pingan's article and pointed it out.

"Besides, Yuan Wei is also my student. In my opinion, Zihou is still far behind Yuan Wei in terms of quick wit. If Yuan Wei were here today, there would be no such thing as Zihou, hehe... Mr. Ge, the weather turns cold at night, so it's just right to drink a glass of wine to warm up your body." After pouring the wine, Xu Jie raised his glass and offered Yan Song a glass of wine.

Although Yuan Wei is Xu Jie's student and came from Xu Jie's family, Yuan Wei is arrogant and domineering. He looks down on Xu Jie and doesn't pay attention to Xu Jie. It is also like mixing oil with honey.

  Up to now, the relationship between Yuan Wei and Xu Jie is only in name.

  However, even so, Xu Jie praised Yuan Wei a lot in front of outsiders. As for what he thinks in his heart, that is another matter.

"Huating, you are a bit biased. In my opinion, Zihou is not inferior to Maozhong. From my point of view, Zihou's "Kneeling Before the Buddha for Three Thousand Years" should be comparable to Maozhong's "Luoshui Xuangui Chuxian" Comparable to "Rui", the delicate technique is even better than three points..." Yan Song drank a glass of wine, stroked his beard, looked at Xu Jie and shook his head, saying so.

  For the ministers of Emperor Jiajing, Qingci articles were not only Qingci articles, but also a bridge to communicate with Emperor Jiajing, so Yan Song, Xu Jie and others were so interested in Qingci.

  Yan Song watched Zhu Pingan in "Three Thousand Years of Kneeling Before the Buddha" at this time, a bit like Cao Cao who watched Zhao Zilong on Changbanpo, and he couldn't help but cherish his talent.

  The moon and stars are thin, and the night sky is like washing.

  The two elders of the Ming Empire chatted about state affairs and family affairs while drinking together. It was not until late at night that the two returned to rest.

  The next day was early in the morning, just after dawn, the guards at the gate of the Taicang bank on the morning shift had just changed their guards, and saw three horses galloping towards them from a distance.

"morning."

  Zhu Ping'an got off his horse, took a cloth bag from the horse's back, and then handed the horse to Liu Mu and Liu Dadao. The two watched outside. They walked to the gate alone, and greeted the guard on duty with acquaintance.

   "Good morning, Mr. Zhu." The guards had recognized Zhu Ping'an a long time ago, and after saluting, they opened the gate to let Zhu Ping'an in.

   "Thank you." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands and walked in.

   I don’t know why, but the guard watched Zhu Ping’an walking into the Taicang Bank, and felt that Zhu Ping’an was a little different from usual today, but he couldn’t tell exactly what was different.

   If I had to say something, it might be the feeling.

  Usually looking at Zhu Ping'an's back, it was as if he saw a harmless cat leisurely walking into the courtyard, but looking at Zhu Ping'an's back today, it was as if he saw a tiger descending the mountain.

   Maybe it was because he didn't sleep well last night. The guard rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, there was nothing unusual.

  Zhu Ping'an came earlier than usual today, and everyone in the Taicang bank hadn't come to work yet.

  After entering Taicang, Zhu Pingan was familiar with the road, took the cloth bag, turned left and right, and then arrived at the room where the accounts were checked yesterday, took out the key and opened the door.

  The room looked exactly the same as when he left yesterday, but Zhu Pingan knew that someone had moved it.

  Zhu Ping'an had guarded a few hairs in several hidden places such as boxes and ledgers, but now they are all gone. Apparently, after leaving by himself yesterday afternoon, someone entered the room and looked through the desk, the box, and the books in the room.

  Zhu Ping'an was not surprised by this.

  I believe they can't see anything. When I left yesterday, I took away the double-entry accounting sheets for checking the accounts. What was left was for them to see.

  Zhu Ping'an tidied up the desk, took out a stack of blank double-entry accounting forms made in advance from his arms, and put them on the desk.

  Then, according to memory, he took out the books and books that were sorted out yesterday from the box, and put them aside neatly. Then he took out fifty unorganized double-entry accounting sheets and put them on the desk.

   Roll up your sleeves and work hard.

After Zhu Ping'an finished researching the ink, he immersed himself in sorting out the books and books. Yesterday he sorted it all day, and today it was very smooth, page by page. By the time everyone in Taicang started to work, Zhu Ping'an had already sorted out three books. Ledger up.

   "It's time to come."

  When Zhu Pingan took out the fourth ledger, he said to himself.

  almost

  As soon as Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, he opened the fourth ledger, and there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

   "Master Zhu, the miscellaneous family is here to assist you in checking the accounts." A soft and **** voice sounded outside.

Zhu Pingan raised his head and saw ten people standing neatly outside, headed by a **** with a feminine complexion, who looked a bit like Yu Huatian played by Chen Kun in "Flying Armor of the Dragon Gate", wearing a black wingless black gauze hat, Wearing a white official uniform and a black cloak, a long sword with a scarlet scabbard hangs on the left side of his waist, and a waist card with the word "Dongchang" engraved on the right side.

  Although this **** was feminine, he smelled **** all over his body, and he seemed to be the one who saw blood all the time.

  Behind the eunuchs were nine uniformly dressed Dongchang Fanzi, with waist knives on their waists, standing expressionlessly.

   "I don't know how to address you, I will trouble you a lot in the next few days." Zhu Ping'an smiled, stood up and cupped his hands.

   "Zhang Guyi, one hundred households in the East Factory of the Miscellaneous House, the director of the factory, Mr. Huang, has already given orders when he came to let the Miscellaneous Household follow Master Zhu's orders for everything." Zhang Guyi, a hundred households in the East Factory, smiled softly.

   "Don't dare, how dare, this time Taicang audits the account books, we still have to rely a lot on Zhang Baihu and your help." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands to Zhang Baihu and the Dongchang Fanzi outside the door.

"Your Majesty Zhu, you are welcome. I will wait outside on duty. You can check the accounts, and if you have something to do, you can just order Master Zhu." Zhang Baihu smiled softly, and then ordered some of his subordinates to stand guard outside the room and in the yard on duty.

  (end of this chapter)