"...You can still play like this? You are a bad person."
"Accounts, shares, aren't just numbers. What can't be done with numbers? As long as I am willing, I can actually make 50-50 of the 180% profit." He said with a bad smile, "You don't even need me.
The few apprentices brought out by Ding Zuodong can do it well, and no one can find fault with it. These old people in the Golden Plains are really too young, and for a few numbers, they almost caused the collapse of the Allied Forces."
He didn't say a word. In fact, Kang Lang only needed a few good accountants.
The mirror was finally speechless.
"Actually, Bejia and the Yao Kingdom are all well versed in this. Otherwise, why have they been playing tricks on the Gold Flash Plains for so many years?" They still suffer from lack of culture.
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Yao Palace, Imperial Study Room.
"...The grain prospecting situation in late spring this year is like this. As long as we don't encounter a few strong winds during the flood season, we can still have a good harvest in the summer."
"During winter and spring, the Chigu Horse Group gave birth to more than 80 new foals, seven died in infancy, and the rest are in good condition..."
King Yao tilted his chin while listening, as if he was a little distracted, and then suddenly said: "The Yangshan Chamber of Commerce, which has newly entered the old land of Gaopu and provided money and food to the Situ family and the allied forces, seems to be asking us to buy good horses?"
"Exactly." The official immediately reported, "According to Fan Shuang's report, the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce's first purchase list includes hundreds of Chigu horses."
King Yao exclaimed: "My appetite is quite big. I need a hundred pieces at once."
"In your opinion?"
Just as King Yao was about to speak, the palace attendant guarding the door suddenly said in a clear voice:
"The Chief Supervisor has arrived!"
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful woman in yellow strolled in, as if she was in a deserted place.
The figure is still graceful, but the temples are slightly frosted.
It was Qingyang who arrived, followed by two expressionless attendants.
When she comes to see King Yao, there is no need for a communication.
King Yao's expression remained the same, and he was not surprised at all: "Why is the supervisor here? There are only trivial matters in the small court meeting today."
Most of the court meetings are not attended by civil and military officials from all over the court. They are just the king bringing a few people to the meeting. If you have something to talk about, don't come if you have nothing else.
Today's content was so boring that he even wanted to take a nap. Why would the supervisor be interested?
"I have met the king." Qingyang bowed his hands to King Yao as a courtesy, then turned around and said to the ministers, "My lords, please step aside. I have important matters to discuss with the king."
She was smiling, but her tone was unquestionable.
All the ministers looked at each other, and then went to see King Yao.
However, a minister looked up at Qingyang and said in a loud voice: "There are rules for memorials. The supervisor should hand over the case first and then wait for the king to summon him!"
This man was in his forties, with a square face and round eyes, and his brows were almost knitted into knots.
Qingyang's smile did not change: "Master You, what did you call me?"
She is the chief supervisor of the country, the chief supervisor of the Yao Kingdom sent by Bejia.
King Yao sat on the throne without saying a word.
"Just because we honor you as the Supervisor of the Kingdom does not mean that you can really ignore the king's wishes, nor does it mean that you can manage the government on your behalf!" Mr. You frowned angrily, "This is the Yao Kingdom, not the weak and small countries under Bejia!"
"Master You is still so stubborn, no wonder he has won the king's heart." Qingyang didn't know who he was stabbing at with his words, but he looked at King Yao, "Your Majesty?"
She knew exactly who to talk to, and it would be beneath her to argue with a minister.
King Yao then hummed and waved gently to the ministers.
Lord You bowed respectfully to King Yao and took the lead to walk out. However, when he passed by Qingyang, he shook his sleeves vigorously, as if to brush away the bad luck.
The other courtiers filed out, not daring to take another look at Qingyang.
The study door closed behind everyone.
It was quiet inside the door, and nothing could be heard.
The ministers understood that the soundproof barrier was activated inside.
There was no choice but to sit in the corridor and wait, all the officials felt a little bored.
This is the palace of the Yao Kingdom, and they are important ministers of the Yao Kingdom, but they were kicked out of the royal study by an outsider!
Mr. You stared straight at the door of the study room and said without any end: "Show off your power!"
Everyone knows that he is referring to Qingyang Supervisor.
There were palace guards around, and it was inconvenient for the other ministers to talk about Qingyang, so they started other topics, some talking about political affairs, and some talking about gossip.
"Vixia seems to have blocked the Allied offensive..."
"The old lady of General Xue's residence will celebrate her seventieth birthday next month. I heard that she doesn't want to make a big deal, so as not to conflict with the king's birthday ceremony..."
Someone else said something, which caused a low laugh, and someone asked Mr. You: "What do you think about this?"
Mr. You was absent-minded: "Second."
At this moment, a flock of birds suddenly took off in the garden behind the study, and hundreds of them were flying and circling, as if a black and white snow had fallen.
King Yao liked silver-throated tits and raised a large group of them in this garden.
Mr. You pointed towards the back garden: "The birds are startling! They are frightened. There may be a quarrel in the study."
All the ministers looked at each other in confusion, not knowing how to answer this question.
They could imagine the scene, and they knew very well that Qingyang could anger Shengyan in the imperial study room. After all, this was not the first time.
After a few breaths, a minister coughed lightly and tried to ease the atmosphere: "This kind of little bird is easily frightened and flies up."
No one answered, and there was an awkward silence in the corridor.
After a while, the study door finally opened, and Qingyang strolled out with a graceful look.
The ministers had to salute her: "Great Supervisor of the Country."
Qingyang stood on the steps and looked down from a high position. He glanced at the ministers and chuckled: "I interfered with your monarch's meeting. Now you can go in."
After that, he left with his attendants.
She clearly glanced at everyone, but the ministers felt that she could not see anyone.
The ministers were about to enter the palace, but they heard a clang inside, and they didn't know what was broken.
Even Master You stopped in his tracks and did not dare to go in any further, for fear that he would not be able to bear the wrath of King Yao.
After about dozens of breaths, King Yao's voice came out: "Come in."
Everyone looked at each other and lowered their heads.
King Yao is still sitting behind the desk, his posture has not changed, but the cup on the table has been changed.
The atmosphere in the study seemed to have almost dropped to freezing point.
King Yao's voice was low and a little hoarse: "Qingyang Supervisor has sent an edict. Bejia hopes that we will directly send troops to assist Bixia."
When all the ministers heard this, they all said: "Your Majesty, no!"
"Assist Bixia, the teacher comes from Wuming."
Another minister said: "Since resisting the joint attack of the nine tribes more than a hundred years ago, our country has only sent troops seven times. These are lessons learned through the blood and tears of our ancestors."
In the Golden Flash Plains, the number of direct attacks made by the Yao Kingdom was less than that of neighboring countries.
Lord You said: "Bejia is thousands of miles away, how could he issue such a specific order?"
His words pointed directly at Qingyang's fabrication of the edict.
King Yao waved his hand: "She is here on behalf of Emperor Bejia. You also know her relationship with Emperor Bejia. Her words can be regarded as the emperor's intention."