The 26th day of the first lunar month of the ninth year of the Tianqi (I wrote it wrongly, sorry) Beijing Residence Department

As the New Year just passed, the officials in various yamen seemed a little absent-minded because they had just opened the yamen. Everyone's hearts had not yet turned back from the New Year, and the Ministry of Revenue was no exception.

The current Minister of Revenue is named Wang Yongguang. He was previously appointed as the Minister of War in Nanjing. At the age of 49, he has a reputation of integrity and integrity, and is valued by Zhu Youxiao. Therefore, he was transferred to Beijing to serve as the Minister of Revenue last year.

At this time, Wang Yongguang looked at the piles of official documents placed on the table and felt his head swelling. The reason was no different. These official documents were reported by local government officials to allocate food and wages.

As the Minister of Revenue, Wang Yongguang, in addition to finding out the documents that really urgently need to allocate food and wages, had to comprehensively consider how much to allocate and how much silver there was in the warehouse, and then write the plan and submit it to the cabinet for approval.

After approval by the cabinet, it must be submitted to the inner court and then reported to the emperor by the inner court. This is the correct process.

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"The official understands!" Yuanwailang quickly bowed and saluted.

Wang Yongguang left the gate of the Ministry of Revenue and quickly entered the palace in a sedan chair to Wenyuan Pavilion behind Wenhua Hall in Donghua Gate.

In Wenyuan Pavilion, Sun Chengzong, Han Yu and Zhu Guozhen sat behind the desk to review the memorials.

As the center of an empire, there are too many memorials received every day. Although most of the six ministries and yamen in the following areas have been processed, and the important memorials that can be delivered to them are already streamlined, they have to process hundreds of memorials every day.

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"Sir, the lower official is here." Soon, an official in a green robe quickly walked to him from the door.

Sun Chengzong pointed to the memorial and said unhappy: "According to the rules, shouldn't this memorial be presented to me first? How could it be mixed with those ordinary memorials?"

Speaking of this, he looked at the back of the note, and his anger became even stronger. He slapped the table suddenly: "Bastard, this note was delivered seven days ago, but it was only placed on my desk today. If the military opportunity is missed, how many heads do you have?"

The official was so scared that he knelt down: "The Chief Supervisor calmed down. The New Year has just passed these days, and the senior official has not recovered for a while. He has made a mistake in his memorials. The senior official knows his guilt. Please forgive me!"

"snort!"

Sun Chengzong snorted heavily, looking at the official kneeling on the ground with his head hanging down, his expression faintly, but a burst of anger surged in his heart.

Speaking of which, the matter of putting a wrong note can be big or small. To put it in a small way is just a temporary negligence, but to put it in a big way, it will be a big problem, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is delaying national affairs.

However, after so many years of ups and downs in Sun Chengzong's official career, he naturally had a cunning heart. He first opened the memorial and found that it was written by Yang Feng himself. In addition to reporting on the recent battle situation, Yang Feng also said that there were important things to report to Zhu Youxiao in person, so he had to go back to the capital in person.

After reading the memorial, Sun Chengzong knew what the people below were making up for. They were applying eye drops to Yang Feng.

According to the rules of the court, generals led their troops to fight outside, and they could not return to the capital without orders. Now they delayed the memorial for a few days. When Zhu Youxiao saw this memorial, Yang Feng might have returned to the capital.

Seeing Yang Feng who suddenly returned to Beijing, even if Zhu Youxiao didn't say it, he would definitely feel unhappy. If such things accumulate over time, they would increase more and more. Once they start to happen, these inconspicuous trivial things on weekdays will become fatal fuses.

Thinking of this, Sun Chengzong couldn't help but sigh in secret that in order to defeat Yang Feng, some people really do everything they can.

After putting down the memorial, Sun Chengzong looked at the nearly thirty-year-old official kneeling on the ground and said coldly: "The court affairs are so important, how can you wait for you to do something wrong? Take off your official uniform and go home."

The official stared at Sun Chengzong in surprise. Although he was ready to be punished, he did not expect it to be so serious. He suddenly became excited and shouted: "What... Master... This... the official is not convinced..."

"Go!" Sun Chengzong was too lazy to look at him again, so he waved his hand, and two guards stood up and dragged him out...

"Sir, the officials are not convinced, the officials are not convinced..."

When the official was dragged out, Han Yu next to him sighed and advised: "Sir, why bother to be angry with such a person? Even if you dismiss him, the next person who succeeds him will not be much better. They will still do it if they should."

"Hmph, of course I know." Sun Chengzong said calmly: "The reason I did this is to tell those people that since they dare to play tricks under my nose, they must be prepared to welcome me. The man must have received a lot of benefits just now, so just take his benefits back to his hometown."

"well……"

Han Du shook his head helplessly and stopped talking.

Sun Chengzong picked up a note again and was about to open it when he heard a burst of rapid footsteps at the door. He frowned slightly. When he looked up, he saw Wang Yongguang strode in with a box.

Seeing Sun Chengzong's queen Wang Yongguang bowed and said, "Sir, the Chief Minister, two cabinet masters, and the lower officials have greeted the three."

Sun Chengzong had a good impression of Wang Yongguang. When he saw him coming, he put down the memorial and smiled: "It turns out to be Lord Wang. I wonder why Lord Wang is not working in your office in the Ministry of Revenue. Why did he come here?"

Wang Yongguang sighed and placed the box in his hand on Sun Chengzong's desk and bowed: "Three sirs, this is the memorandum sent by the governments from all over the country at the beginning of the new year. Those who ask for food need grain and those who ask for money need money. But now the warehouse of the Ministry of Revenue has been empty for a long time, and the officials really have no choice but to hand it over to the three sirs to deal with it."

Han Du was a little unhappy when he heard this and shouted: "Mr. Wang, as the Minister of Revenue, these are originally your own affairs. Could it be that you can't even deal with them?"

"Yes!" Wang Yongguang nodded very barely: "There are too many things here, and there is no way for the officials to ask for help from the three ministers. If the officials think that the officials are not good at doing things, it is better to deal with them."

"You..."

Sun Chengzong shook his head helplessly. This guy's head is too iron...
Chapter completed!