In the afternoon, Taicang's Jia Langzhong, Treasurer Liu and others have been wandering outside the courtyard where Zhu Pingan was checking accounts, keeping an eye on the movements in the yard from time to time to ensure that they would know as soon as Zhu Pingan came out.
They also tried to enter the yard, but the people in Dongchang were too conscientious on duty. Not to mention them, not even a bird could fly into the yard, so they could only wait outside for Zhu Ping'an to come out.
Wait and wait.
The sun gradually set in the west, and the setting sun slowly dyed most of the sky red. The Ku soldiers and others were all leaving the Yamen and returning home one after another. There was still no movement in the courtyard where Zhu Pingan was checking accounts. Zhu Pingan showed no signs of returning home from the Yamen.
After another half hour, the last ray of sunset reluctantly disappeared on the horizon, and the gloomy dusk gradually filled the earth.
"It's getting dark. How can you still see this damn Zhu Ping'an with his dazzling eyes? He's not asleep again in the room, is he?" Zhao Langzhong stamped his feet, squinted his eyes and glanced around, immersed in the dusk.
In the courtyard, he curled his lips and cursed in a low voice.
"It's possible. When we went to see him yesterday, he was sleeping like a pig on that small bed, drooling all over the place." The treasurer who was close to Mr. Zhao on the side also laughed in a low voice.
But just as they finished speaking, they saw the room in the courtyard where Zhu Ping'an checked the accounts suddenly light up, with dim candlelight shining through the window.
"Why did you idiot like me light a candle?" Zhao Langzhong's eyes suddenly widened, he rubbed his hands and gritted his teeth bitterly.
After the sun set, the sky quickly darkened. By this time, Zhu Pingan had almost finished checking the account books in the fifth box, and there were only more than ten books left, so Zhu Pingan lit two candles and prepared to check them.
After checking these more than ten ledgers, I will go home.
After more than half an hour, the sky became darker and darker, as if half a bottle of ink had been poured into a basin of clear water.
When Zhao Langzhong and others were waiting impatiently, they heard the "squeak" sound of the door opening, and then looked into the courtyard. Then they saw Zhu Ping'an walking from the room to the courtyard, waiting for the bleeding sword on duty.
People say thanks.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu. I'll be here tonight to ensure that the account book is safe and sound." Zhang Guyi, the blood-dropping sword, said with his hand raised.
The Dongchang fans who were on duty in the courtyard also followed suit and saluted Zhu Pingan. The figure of Zhu Pingan staying at home today and working hard to check the accounts left a deep impression on them. They were responsible for monitoring the officials and celebrities in the capital.
Scholars, it is rare to see officials as dedicated to their duties as Zhu Pingan.
"Thank you Zhang Baihu and all the other officers for their work. When the inspection in Taicang is completed, Ping'an will take credit for Zhang Baihu and all of you."
Zhu Pingan thanked Zhang Guyi and Dongchang Fanzi who were on duty in the courtyard one by one, and promised to report their merits on duty after the inspection was completed and give them credit.
As long as the account books are checked successfully, the audit will be half successful, and the successful check of the account books cannot be separated from the people of Dongchang who are on duty to protect the account books.
Zhu Ping'an is not a person who is greedy for merit, and reporting their merits on duty is just a matter of convenience.
Why not do favors that are easy to do?
And in this way, the people in Dongchang can be more dedicated and achieve more with one stone, so why not do it.
Zhu Ping'an's words are effective.
Zhang Baihu didn't care about this credit, but when the other Dongchang fans heard Zhu Ping'an said that he wanted to take credit from them, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but look forward to it in their hearts.
They are now the lowest-level officers in the East Factory, also known as fans. Although they usually have a lot of tricks to make money in private when they are outside handling cases, there is a saying that goes "Soldiers who don't want to be generals"
"You are not a good soldier." In the same way, fans who don't want to be promoted are not good soldiers. They want to be promoted more, and want to be promoted from sergeant to sergeant, which is the so-called "stall". After promotion, they have more power.
Big, more oil and water.
Think about it, even though it was just a duty, it was a great achievement to be involved in the inspection of Taicang.
With this kind of merit, and if you spend some money to find connections, promotion will be a matter of course.
Therefore, Dongchang Fanzi, who was on duty, became warm-hearted and became more attentive to the duty. His eyes were bright and alert, as if each one had installed a radar to ensure that not even an ant could get close to the room where the ledger was.
After Zhu Pingan, Zhang Baihu and others said goodbye, they walked out of the yard.
"Oh, my Lord Zhu, you are working too hard to check the accounts. From early in the morning to late at night, you are really a role model for us. I see it in my eyes and it hurts in my heart. I wish I could do it for you.
Master Zhu is checking the accounts."
"That's right. Mr. Zhu is so conscientious and conscientious. He is really an example for us and other Taicang people to follow."
"This is really a long and hard sleep"
Jia Langzhong, Zhao Langzhong and others greeted him immediately after waiting outside the courtyard for a long time. They were all very friendly. Even Zhao Langzhong, who had been scolding her just now, was smiling like a sunflower.
"No, no, sirs, you are so complimentary. I am ashamed of myself and dare not worry about it." Zhu Pingan was well aware of the enthusiasm of the people in Taicang and replied politely.
"Zi Hou doesn't need to be modest. If all the officials in the Ming Dynasty are as dedicated as Zi Hou, then the people of the Ming Dynasty will be blessed." Jia Langzhong said with a smile. After speaking, he pulled Zhu Pingan's sleeve and invited him warmly,
"Zihou checked our accounts in Taicang for a whole day. We are very grateful. We have prepared some wine and some dishes. Zihou must not refuse."
"No reward for no merit, Mr. Jia, Mr. Zhao and all other lords, you are too polite. Ping An is just doing his job." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and declined.
Just kidding, a gentleman never builds a dangerous wall. Judging from your abnormal behavior today, you must be suspicious. Who knows if you have tampered with the food. I don't want to take this risk.
"Zihou refuses like this, but he looks down on me?" Zhao Langzhong glared and looked angry.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Zhao? How could Zihou look down on us? Are you Zihou?" Jia Langzhong scolded Zhao Langzhong, and then looked at Zhu Pingan, his eyes full of expectation.
"Ahem, Mr. Zhao is right. But the situation is like this. When I was looking through the account book just now, I was a little hungry, so I ate my dinner in the room. Unfortunately, Ping An only had one stomach and couldn't eat it.
Otherwise, how could Ping An refuse?"
Zhu Ping'an coughed and explained to Jia Langzhong and others apologetically.
Haha, sorry, I have already eaten.
After Zhu Ping'an explained, he looked at Jia Langzhong and others with an open face, as if he couldn't think of anything.
"It doesn't matter, let's do it next time." Jia Langzhong seemed to have thought of it a long time ago. He smiled nonchalantly and continued to pull Zhu Pingan's sleeves and said, "It was only after I forgot that we remembered it after Zihou checked the accounts today.
, there are still some Taicang 'customs' that have not been explained to Zihou. These 'customs' are related to Taicang's daily income and expenditure, and it is necessary to explain them to Zihou in detail."