My lord, he always wants to talk about feelings with me

Chapter 56

"Brush——" the bead curtain was cut off, and the beads fell all over the ground. Qi Wuji and Zhang Huan walked in side by side, followed by three or four lieutenants, who were escorting Cheng Yin from the eight states of Liaodong, and at the end were two The supervisory censor sent by the household department.

The sudden change made the sisters and children in the room stunned. They curled up in the corner, covering their mouths tightly, not daring to breathe.

Yuan Ren's face changed, he yelled, but he didn't raise his breath, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"My lord, the account book you want." Zhang Huan stepped forward quickly, knelt down in front of Lu Xun, and held the account book with both hands.

Lu Xun took it, spread out a book and started flipping through it, flipping through it and said, "Go find a way to wake Yuan Ren up, I have something to ask him."

"Here." Zhang Huan nodded, got up and walked to Yuan Ren's side, put his hand on his right leg, turned his wrist, and heard the bones "crack", and Yuan Ren's right leg broke.

Yuan Ren screamed and woke up suddenly in pain. His pupils were dilated and his body was shaking like chaff. The five boxes of treasures were still open, but now they were like five knives piercing into his chest, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Without blinking, Lu Xun pinched the thin pages of the book with the index finger of his right hand and asked softly, "Master Yuan, how many acres of official land and how many acres of private land are there in the eight prefectures of Liaodong?"

Yuan Ren came back to his senses. His lips trembled for a long time before he stumbled out a sentence, "Official land... 180 mu, private land 460 and three mu."

"En." Lu Xun nodded, looked at the account, frowned slightly, and sighed: "My lord, there is something wrong with the account. It says that the summer tax has collected a total of 320 seven taels of silver, three hundred catties of cotton, and millet. 550 shi, two hundred bolts of cloth..."

He raised his head from the account book, looked at Yuan Ren, thought for a while, and said: "There are [-] registered households in Liaodong City, and the population of Liaodong City alone is more than [-]. Calculated by the number of acres, the cotton you collected is at least six hundred catties, and the rest must be at least quadrupled. Why did you only collect such a small amount in the account book? Could it be that the adults are sympathetic to the people and arbitrarily paid my taxes to the Taizu? Has the standard changed? Or did you say that the adults hid some?"

Yuan Ren murmured for a while, and finally said: "Is the situation of grain production different per mu... Some lands have low yields, while others..."

"The output is indeed different, but the tax standard on the fish scale map will not change. How much should be collected per mu for private land and how much should be collected per mu for official land. tax, or if the adults have underpaid taxes in some fields, let’s make a 'different issue' and recalculate." Lu Xun squinted his eyes, knocked on the account book and said: "It doesn't mark which fields are overcharged, I will calculate which fields are less harvested according to the standard, just like this, the weight of cotton and millet is not right."

These numbers were calculated by Lu Xun on the spot based on the number of acres of land and household registration mentioned by Yuan Ren. As soon as Yuan Ren finished talking, Lu Xun then calculated the amount of grain that should be harvested per mu of land. Circle it with a pen, then raise your hand and throw it to the supervisory censor of the household department. The action is very fast, and Yuan Ren is not given a chance to breathe.

The two supervisory censors sent by the household department knocked the abacus loudly, but they couldn't keep up with Lu Xun's speed. After a while, the two of them were sweating profusely, and their faces turned pale.

Qi Wuzhi stood aside with his eyes wide open, even if he used an abacus for a day, he might not be able to figure out these tedious accounts, but the young man in front of him came here without blinking his eyes.

Just seeing the light-colored thin lips opening and closing, the complicated numbers hit his heart like a hammer... For some reason, seeing Lu Xun's lips, a surge of pain rose from the bottom of his heart. fire.

I want to get close to Lu Xun, I want to caress those thin lips with my hand, I want to stir the fragrance in that mouth with my tongue...

This is the first time Qi Wuji has such a strong desire in more than [-] years.

He wanted to kiss Lu Xun's pale thin lips.

thought wildly.

Desire is like a ferocious beast, following Lu Xun's voice, bumping into Qi Wuji's chest one after another, as if it would jump out with a roar in the next second, knock Lu Xun to the ground, tear it to pieces, and devour it.

Lu Xun flipped through the ledgers very quickly, one after another, and memorized the numbers at a glance. After finishing the last book, he slowly folded the ledgers together, then held them with his left hand, and rested his right on the title page , Gently, "You said that last year there was a severe drought in Liaodong, and Ying Tianfu opened warehouses to save the people. Okay, let's just settle the accounts. How much grain did Ying Tianfu release at that time?"

He listened carefully to Yuan Ren's answer, and then asked, "150?"

Yuan Ren's eyes flickered, he shook his head and changed his words.

"260?" Lu Xun repeated.

Yuan Ren shook his head again.

After going back and forth like this a few times, Lu Xun was not happy, he said: "Tsk, Master Yuan, how much is it?"

Yuan Ren completely collapsed. It is easy to falsify the accounts, but the person in front of him is too good at calculating accounts. His calculation speed can't keep up.

"I...I don't know, about two or three hundred stones..." Yuan Ren swallowed with difficulty.

This sentence made Lu Xun laugh. He hid his face on the table with a smile, and looked up at Yuan Ren again after a while, "Your Majesty Yuan is really a noble man who forgets a lot. How long has it been since you opened a storehouse to relieve disasters last year?" Forget it?"

At this point, he paused, changed the subject, and said, "Then let's not talk about disaster relief. The account book said that the customs taxed 230 Dongying black silk. According to the current market price, the equivalent of silver should be about 3000 taels." , but only 1000 taels are registered in your account book, how do you say that?"

"Ah, maybe I made a mistake. I remember that it was either black silk or low-grade silk, not worth much." Yuan Ren stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said hoarsely.

Lu Xun raised his eyebrows, he turned to look at Zhang Huan, "Go ask Mr. Yamada to come in."

Zhang Huan agreed and went out after a salute.

Not long after, he came back again, followed by Yamada Shinichi. Pei Xuan saw Lu Xun and waved happily, "Young Master Lu, let's meet again."

Lu Xun smiled. He stood up and invited the two of them to sit down. There was no time to reminisce. Lu Xun said directly, "This Mr. Yamada is a merchant in Japan. Let's ask him about the price of silk in the market today."

Nobuichi Yamada nodded slightly, took out a thin notebook from his pocket, and opened it, on which were the market prices of various commodities, "Xiao Ke has been in business for more than [-] years, and these market prices have been slowly recorded over the years Yes, there is absolutely no possibility of falsification."

How did Yuan Ren know that Lu Xun would really have to ask a businessman to reconcile the accounts? He thought that the two people had checked the accounts. Now he and the housekeeper Cao Jian can't use a word of the counterpoint, and Lu Xun refuted what he used. After falling, Yuan Ren's heart cooled down bit by bit, and he looked helplessly at Bazhou Cheng Yin and the housekeeper Cao Jian.

Of course, no one can help him. In the house, the governor of Liaodong personally sits in charge, and there are two supervisory censors sent by the household department. He is just a fish thrown on the chopping board. All exposed.

"Your Excellency!" Yuan Ren crawled to Lu Xun's side with his broken leg, reached out and grabbed his clothes, and cried, "Please forgive me! I know I'm wrong, I'll recruit, anything... Those accounts are all wrong, they are all wrong, the officials really don’t know, they don’t know anything.”

Yuan Ren knocked his head on the ground loudly, the endless calculation of accounts had driven him crazy, and his words were incoherent.

Lu Xun's expression remained unchanged, and Ba Feng was sitting upright. He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes to look at Yuan Ren. His eyes were dark, as if he was looking at a waste. After a long while, he said, "My lord is really courageous. Liaodong is going to leave Chang'an." Qianli, you dare to do this under the eyes of the Holy One, you can't even handle the fake accounts, but you can easily steal the money, five boxes, five boxes, you are really generous!"

As he said that, he threw the account books on Yuan Ren one by one, and said in a low voice: "In the past few days in the prison of Yingtian Mansion, my lord should think carefully about how to explain to the prince and the sage. It’s impossible to keep it.”

"It's over." Yuan Ren's face was ashen, and he sat on the ground in a daze, muttering: "...everything is over."

The Liaodong army stepped forward to set him up, and was about to drag him away, when Yuan Ren suddenly struggled violently like a ghost possessed, his hair crown was torn off, and he shouted with disheveled hair, "No, you can't touch me, I have a backstage, someone protects me." Me! You can't kill me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Huan turned cold. He waved his hand to stop him, and turned to look at Lu Xun, "My lord, he..."

"Drag on, tell him to yell, I'd like to see who will protect him, court death." Jing Yue, who hadn't spoken yet, said. Squeezed out from the crack, "Whoever protects his king will kill him."

The tone of these words was not very high, but the sense of oppression rising from Jing Yue's body caused the Liaodong Army in the room to shiver. They didn't dare to stay any longer, and dragged the howling Yuan Ren away.

Qi Wuzhi was also frightened back to his senses by these words, and he glanced at Lu Xun with some guilt.

The man was tilting his head and talking to King An in a low voice. The warm candlelight reflected Lu Xun's side face. Under the lamp, the beauty was like a flower, elegant and tranquil, like an ink painting scroll. His eyes were dark and bright, as if starlight would fall in the blink of an eye.

Qi Wuji felt his throat was dry, and the iron armor on his body made him unable to breathe.

Lu Xun was holding Jing Yue's hand and comforting him in a low voice, when he suddenly felt a fiery gaze beside him, and he lightly raised his head to look there.

Qi Wuji looked away in a hurry as if he had received a blow from the head, fiddling with the big knife in his hand, fiddled with the beads that had fallen on the ground back and forth.

All this was seen by Lu Xun, he frowned slightly, and finally looked away calmly.Looking at Jingyue again, Lu Xun had a soft smile in his eyes, and he said softly, "Hey, don't get angry, isn't the matter settled? The money has been registered, let's change Liaodong's prefect again."

Jing Yue was more shocked than angry. If a mere prefect of Liaodong can spend so much money in bribes, one can imagine how rich the families of those Beijing officials in Chang'an are.The Ministry of Households cried poor every year, and said that the national treasury was empty as soon as the papers were submitted. He labored hard to approve those papers every day. He thought of one solution after another, but he turned into drinking poison to quench his thirst. Give lectures for the emperor.

If it weren't for this time to go to Liaodong to check the military pay and food during the opening of the cabinet on July [-]th, he still doesn't know how much these officials have been greedy!

"Too angry to ignore me?"

A small complaint brought him back to his thoughts, Jing Yue blinked, and looked down, only to see that the wolf cub frowned, his thin lips were pursed, and he looked very pitiful.

"How could it be?" Jing Yue quickly calmed down and coaxed softly, "I'm so humble and don't get annoyed."

Lu Xun wasn't really angry, he frowned, as a "forgiveness" to Jing Yue.

Jing Yue also laughed, and couldn't help reaching out to hook Lu Xun's small nose, and then his face turned cold again, he looked at Qi Wuji, and said: "You said in the tavern today that the soldiers have no money to make winter clothes... How much is lacking in military pay and food in the army, and report it to the king as soon as possible."

Qi Wuji was about to nod his head in agreement, but was stopped by Lu Xun, "Don't allocate money for now."

Lu Xun shook his head. He looked at Qi Wuji and said, "Bring me the account books of military pay and fodder in the past few years, and I will calculate them for you. I have to look at some old accounts."

"Axun, I can guarantee the account of the Liaodong Army." Jing Yue frowned lightly, leaned into Lu Xun's ear, and said in a voice audible to both of them: "Qi Wuzhi is a well-known upright official in the Chu Dynasty. , there must be no problem with the account book."

Lu Xun shook his head and said in a low voice, "The Liaodong Army's account is fine, but Ying Tianfu's account is problematic. I just looked at the account book and found that at least 3000 million taels of silver have disappeared over the years."

After that, he looked at Qi Wuji again, his eyes were very calm, "Do you understand? I want all the account books over the years, even if the eight states of Liaodong only sent you a carload of food and salaries, I still want to look at the accounts."

"Hmm... umm..." Qi Wuji couldn't hear Lu Xun's eyes until his bones were crisp, so he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, so he couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

After listening to the words, he went out in a daze with a knife in his hand. When he went down the stairs, his steps faltered and he lost his footing, and Gu Lulu rolled down the stairs to the door of Buerxuan.

"..." Lu Xun twitched his lips.

Jing Yue raised her eyebrows when she heard the commotion outside, "Is this the way to go?"

"Who knows." Lu Xun shrugged.