Dressed as Su Peisheng

Kangxi 50 years

February [-]th, Prince Yong's Mansion

"Little Master!"

Xu'er trotted all the way into the house, "Grandpa Su is back!"

"Really?"

Shiyue stood up abruptly and almost stopped, "How is he? Where's your lord? Did they come back together?"

"No, I heard that the prince went to the granary in Beijing first."

Xu'er stretched out her hand to support Shiyue, "The carriage enters the mansion through the side gate of the East Garden. It is rumored in the mansion that Eunuch Su is back, but I haven't seen anyone yet."

"Come in through the side door?" Shiyue's palms became cold, "He was also in a carriage? It seems that he was really injured!"

"Don't worry, my lord, if Eunuch Su can come back, he will definitely be fine," Xu'er quickly reassured.

"I was delayed in Tongzhou for so many days, and when I came back, I still entered the mansion in a carriage. How could there be no serious problems?" Shiyue frowned, and the handkerchief in her hand was all balled up.

"I want to see him..."

"My lord!" Xu'er grabbed Shiyue's hand, "Everyone in the mansion must be staring at the East Courtyard right now, and the prince hasn't come back yet, so it's not good for you to go to the East Courtyard. Left, Eunuch Su We’re back, we’ll be there in a while.”

Shiyue's eyes were flushed, and she looked out of the window stubbornly for a while before sitting back on the couch in a state of exhaustion.

Fujin Courtyard

"My lord went to Benyucang?" Where did Fujin get the news from Shujin in the front yard.

"Yes," Shu Jin blessed the body, "I have asked Mr. Zhang Qilin about it. The prince went directly to Ben Yucang from Tongzhou. The injuries on his body are not serious, so only Mr. Su returned to the mansion."

Fujin nodded lightly, "This survey of the Jingtong granary is a rare opportunity for the prince. It's a good thing that the prince didn't miss it."

"Master said that," Shujin pondered for a while, then said, "Master, where is Eunuch Su?"

"Su Peisheng did it to save the prince's injury?"

"I haven't heard of it, but it should have something to do with the prince," Shu Jin speculated.

Fujin frowned slightly, lowered his head and continued to look at the poem book, "It's not an injury from meritorious service, so what's so special about it? The prince sent him back, and even showed him the imperial doctor. He is already the first in the mansion. portion."

"Yes," Shujin lowered her head and said nothing.

Motoyukura

A group of food officials rushed out of the gate of the General Administration of Warehouses in a hurry. Zhuo Luo and A Lantai, the leaders, staggered down the steps and knelt down in front of Prince Yong's car.

Zhang Bao, who was standing in front of the car door, flicked the whisk in his hand, and stretched out his hand to open the car door.

Relying on the strength of the wine, Zhuo Luo secretly looked up and saw that Prince Yong stepped on the footstool and got out of the car, walking steadily step by step.

Could it be that Prince Yong was not injured?The incident in Tongzhou was to make them relax their vigilance?

Zhuo Luo couldn't figure it out, but when he noticed the look in Prince Yong's eyes, he quickly lowered his head.

"Where's your governor of the warehouse?" Prince Yong glanced at the food officials, his voice clear and flat.

"Reporting to the lord, the Governor-General recently took leave of absence at home and is not feeling well. The matter of Ben Yucang is temporarily represented by a humble official," Zhuo Luo replied.

In fact, the governor of Ben Yucang's storehouse has long been emptied by the dandies of the clan clan, and he can't control it, and he is always blamed by the clan clan.Therefore, the successive governors of Beijing Shipping Eight Cang and Benyu Cang were all mixed up as they could, and they were transferred away as soon as their terms of office expired.

"Send someone to call your governor," Prince Yong stepped up and walked into the warehouse, "If you can't walk, let someone carry it over!"

All the food officials looked at each other, and Zhuo Luo winked at them.

Some people went to invite the governor, and some people went to call for reinforcements.

Since Prince Yong is still here, don't blame them for not giving the prince face.

Surveying the warehouse situation in Benyu warehouse, it is not much better than Tongzhou.

Due to neglect of management, rotten and discolored rice abounds in the warehouses, new rice is stored in the paddock, and many warehouses only have half warehouses of old rice left, but no one has been distributing them.

Compared with Tongzhou, the supervisors of Ben Yucang are less daring to sell new rice in private and exchange it for old rice.They didn't bother to operate these outlets, most of them stuck people from various ministries who came to collect rice and asked for bribes.

The various ministries do not want to have to hand in huge bribes every time, some simply procrastinate, and some are stuck in the warehouse.As a result, the old rice could not be released, and the new rice could not be garrisoned. The whole Ben Yu warehouse was in chaos.

The governor of Cangchang was called, but unfortunately he only kowtowed to plead guilty, and he didn't know about other questions.

Zoro, Alantai and the others all acted like dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

"Your Majesty, it's not that we are negligent in our duties. You have also seen that the ministries don't come to collect rice, and the humble officials can't go door-to-door to deliver it. The old rice can't be released, and the new rice can only be stockpiled. Besides, after you survey Tongzhou, the humble officials can't go door-to-door. We also want to tidy up, isn't it too late?"

When Zhuo Luo was talking, his mouth still smelled of alcohol, and his attitude was quite arrogant.

His ancestor was the second son of Shuerhaqi, a descendant of Amin's lineage. Although the family is not visible now, his status is there.

Shuerhaqi is the younger brother of Emperor Taizu Nurhachi, and his second son Amin was once one of the four great Baylors at the end of Jin Dynasty.Although Amin was convicted of defeat during the reign of Emperor Taizong, five of the six sons were conferred titles, which have been passed down to this day.

Although Zhuo Luo is only a small food official now, his father also has a title.

What's more, after Lord Kangxi ascended the throne, he treated their long-standing clan relatives with special preferential treatment, raising a dude like Zhuo Luo, even in front of the prince, he would not sincerely respect him.

Prince Yong frowned, didn't respond to Zhuo Luo's words, turned around and walked towards the General Administration of Warehouses.

This time when we were inspecting Jingcang, the fourth elder brother asked for a few writers from the household department, and even called Li Wei.

Although Li Wei didn't know a few big characters, he was very talented in accounting. Ben Yucang's accounts were sorted out quite quickly. Just in the evening, the general book of the past three years was handed over to the fourth elder brother.

In a word, Ben Yucang's account is like a moth-eaten rag.

These food officials who came to dawdle didn't even bother to settle the account. If the fourth elder brother hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he would not have believed that it was actually Jingcang's food account.

The thick ledger was slapped on the table, and the yawning food officers standing in a pile, waited, look at me, I look at you, and Zhuo Luo came out and said something.

"My lord, calm down. The situation in Jingcang is complicated. Some mistakes and omissions in the books are unavoidable. The lowly officials must make corrections in accordance with the rules of opening warehouses in the future, and will never let the ministries delay."

"The supervisor said it so easily," Li Wei said from the sidelines, "there is such a big hole in the account, and the lord intends to easily expose it?"

Zhuo Luo didn't want to talk to Li Wei, and continued to say to the fourth elder brother, "My lord, you know that some warehouse supervisors are appointed every four years, and some are changed every three years. The books in Supervisor Ren's hands are uneven, and when the humble official takes over, there will be a deficit on the account. No matter how careful the humble official is, he can't make something out of nothing."

"We are checking the accounts of the past three years! How much is the loss of the office, you should show the accounts!" Li Wei refused to give a word.

Zhuo Luo glanced at him, but he didn't pick on him. He just puffed up his chest and raised his chin, waiting for Prince Yong to ask questions.

The fourth elder brother looked at the general ledger on the table for a long time, then raised his head, "I was ordered by the emperor to inspect the granary, and the accounts submitted must be clear. Whether it is the shortfall left over from the previous office, or the balance you spent randomly. Ben The king wants an account that sorts out responsibilities everywhere."

"My lord, you are embarrassing me..."

Da Lantai said from the side, "Ben Yucang's accounts have always been like this. I don't know how many years ago it was in deficit. Everyone has taken over the others. Where do you want us to sort out the responsibilities? Besides, every year the warehouse grows moldy and festers, and in the end there are countless rice grains that have to be burned, and there are always times when we are negligent.”

"Neglect?" Prince Yong raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at the group of food officials guarding the state granary.

"My lord, they are going to die!" Li Wei scolded angrily.

"You little clerk, be careful with what you say!" Zhuo Luo looked confident.

"My lord, Jingcang is no better than a local official warehouse. The common people can deal with it as they like. The people in Beijing are all the children of the Eight Banners, clan relatives, and no one can be offended by those who come and go."

What Zhuo Luo said seemed to be sincere, but in fact there was something in the truth, there were many relatives of grain officials in the Jingcang, if none of them could be offended, then Prince Yong's trip would be in vain.

"It's, it's..."

The other food officials actually followed suit.

Fu Nai was standing beside the fourth elder brother. Seeing this scene, he was so depressed that he almost couldn't bear it.

Although the grain officials in Tongzhou bought and sold grain and rice, they still tried to save face.

When I came to Jingcang, I didn't even need superficial skills.The identity of the clan was originally the glory left by the ancestors, but in the hands of these dudes, it has become shameless.

"One more thing, my lord," the fourth elder brother said again, his voice still clear and flat, "This lord wants an account with clear amounts and clear responsibilities!"

Zhuo Luo and Da Lantai flicked their eyeballs, and finally bowed lazily to the fourth elder brother, "My lord, I really can't hand over the lowly ranks, so please forgive me."

The fourth elder brother's eyes fell on the governor of Cangchang who had been kneeling in the corner. The governor knelt on the ground and couldn't say a word.

"well……"

It was the first time that the fourth elder brother met such a rascal, so he nodded and even smiled.

Zhuo Luo and the others felt even more proud. Prince Yong was tossed in Tongzhou and was assassinated twice, but not many people were dealt with.

It can be seen, so what if he is a prince?So what if it's the prince?

The law does not blame the public, let alone three generations, who is not a real relative of the emperor?

"Fu Nai..."

Prince Yong spoke again.

The triumphant grain officials were still waiting with their necks stretched.

Fu Nai took a step forward and bent down, "This subordinate is here!"

"Call me—"

"Yes!"

As soon as these words came out, the food officials who were still raising their chins were stunned.

Seeing Prince Yong curling his mouth, pointing to Zhuo Luo who was standing in the first place, "Let's start with him!"