Chapter 97 Once you enter the palace, it’s as deep as the sea
Realizing that there was something wrong with the Chief of Ceremony's accounts, the little eunuch, who had been with Feng Bao for many years, broke into a cold sweat and his heart started beating wildly.
The little eunuch turned pale with fright. He didn't know about Feng Bao.
This ancestor and his chief minister Zhang Juzheng were both elders of the three dynasties. They had been in charge of the Ming Dynasty for many years. The ancestor had fought against many powerful officials.
Although his body was disabled, his eyes were so piercing that they couldn't hold even a grain of sand. If it were true that the palace's accounts were not up to par.
He will not be merciless in killing people...
this moment.
The little eunuch knew that many people in the palace were going to die again.
At this moment, in the quiet official hall, the air seemed to be stagnant and heavy, and then the sound of soft footsteps could be heard.
The little eunuch raised his head and saw in surprise that Feng Bao stood up slowly, walked slowly to the front of the palace, and looked at the gloomy and gorgeous sunset outside the palace with a pair of majestic eyes.
That look was fierce.
Not long after, Feng Bao said in a deep voice: "Go and summon the Deputy Chief Superintendent of Ceremonies, the left and right chiefs, and the deputy chiefs."
The little eunuch hurriedly responded obediently: "I understand, slave."
As the young eunuch quickly walked out of the official hall, Feng Bao looked at the account book in his hand again, with a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth.
This sneer looked a bit scary, making the little eunuch feel a chill on his back, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was numb...
In less than a cup of tea, a dozen of the stewards kneeling in front of the great eunuch Feng Bao.
Naturally, there is an accountant in this palace, but it is not an accountant, but a serious court official. These people are all eunuchs with high grades.
The joint ranks of these people range from the fifth rank to the third rank.
A eunuch in charge of the inner court of the Ming Dynasty was much more valuable than in the Manchu and Qing Dynasties.
If you pick any one of these people outside the palace, they will stamp their feet casually and the whole capital will tremble.
But at this moment, these powerful eunuchs in charge outside the palace could only kneel like quails in front of Feng Bao, trembling, and their faces turned pale with fear.
As Feng Bao held his account book upside down and paced in front of a dozen people with his official boots on, some looked confused, others were sweating...
The air seemed to be stagnant.
Until Feng Bao threw the account book in front of a handsome, third-grade eunuch in his forties. With the sound of the account book falling to the ground, everyone's hearts trembled.
Feng Bao had a sullen face and said coldly: "Tell me, what's fishy in this account."
The third-grade eunuch trembled and hurriedly cried out his grievances: "I'm wronged, I'm wronged. The accounts in this prison are all recorded, and it's clear at a glance... I guarantee it with my head, and there will never be any mistakes!"
As the third-grade eunuch deputy chief eunuch screamed with a cry in his voice, his demeanor and aggrieved expression echoed in the hall of the Chief Eunuch.
He really seems to be a very wronged person who has been greatly wronged.
But Feng Bao looked at him and sneered mockingly. This sneer chilled people's hearts, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them in the dog days of summer, freezing them from head to toe.
A gloomy sneer sounded.
Feng Bao clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the deputy general manager with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Here comes someone... to reconcile the account!"
Following Feng Bao's order, dozens of accounting eunuchs waiting outside the palace hurriedly walked in with their heads lowered, carrying abacus, and began to rummage through the shelves filled with account books.
Dozens of people rummaged through the account books, details, catalogs, and receipts for incoming and outgoing payments, and began to rearrange the accounts.
The eunuchs responsible for checking accounts did not dare to sit down, so they could only crawl on the ground with their buttocks stuck out, and they made their calculations under the bright candlelight.
This scene looked very funny, but no one could laugh.
At this time, Feng Bao said coldly: "Wait a minute."
Feng Bao narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he already knew that this account was not easy to check.
Since these deputy general managers, chief and deputy chiefs dare to make shortfalls and embezzle money from the palace, it is naturally because they have already understood the palace's accounting methods.
This group of people took the money and managed the accounts perfectly, which means they did everything flawlessly.
Feng Bao knew that it would be impossible to detect anything using the old accounting method.
So Feng Bao put his hands behind his back and slowly walked up to the dozens of eunuchs who were conducting complex checks. He paced and said solemnly.
"We are talking and you are listening. Today we will ask you to wait for the dog to open its eyes."
As Feng Bao took his time and asked these eunuchs who were proficient in accounting to learn the double-entry accounting method, it didn't take long...
Dozens of abacus began to click again.
This is a huge project!
Dozens of eunuchs who were specifically responsible for checking accounts lay on the ground and worked until late at night according to the double-entry accounting method taught by Feng Bao before sorting out the huge amount of accounts.
At midnight.
The nobles in the palace had already gone to bed, but the ceremonial supervisor was still brightly lit, with hundreds of red candles illuminating every corner of the hall as brightly as day.
As dozens of account books were handed over, Feng Bao checked them one by one and sneered: "Today... our family wants you to be convinced until death!"
Following Feng Bao's sneer, he held the account book in his hand and recounted the deficits in the accounts detected by the double-entry accounting method one by one.
Although the words were not serious, the cold tone was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of more than a dozen eunuchs, making people's hearts feel cold and cold.
The losses are shocking...
In front of the real evidence, the deputy general manager who was complaining was speechless. His handsome and elegant face gradually turned gray and he stopped struggling. Everyone knew that he was dead.
Then Feng Bao smashed the account book into the face of the third-grade inner court manager.
Immediately afterwards.
Then Feng Bao choked out a few words from his throat: "Drag him down!"
As a group of people outside the palace swarmed in and rushed towards the greedy and greedy Deputy Chief of Ceremonies, the dignified third-rank imperial officials collapsed to the ground like deflated rubber balls.
Then Feng Bao started to call the names one by one with a cold face.
Fan Zi, who was like a tiger and a wolf, dragged down the kneeling chiefs and deputy chiefs one by one. For a moment, wailing sounds could be heard deep in the Forbidden City in the night.
After the five or six chief eunuchs in charge were dragged away.
The wailing gradually subsided.
The candlelight flickering in the Ceremony Supervisor once again fell into a deathly silence. A large number of eunuchs lowered their heads in silence and stared at their toes.
What kind of people are raised in the inner court?
These are a group of servants of the emperor who are physically mutilated and isolated from the world. Whether they live or die, they all depend on the thoughts of the emperor or the chief steward Feng Bao.
These brave stewards may never see the sun again tomorrow.
But with deep fear and a bit of excitement, the ancestor was furious and took down the five or six stewards who participated in the false accounting...
Naturally, the vacancy needed to be filled, and the eunuchs seemed to have seen the opportunity to rise to prominence.
a long time.
Only then did Feng Bao's warm voice ring in the ears of the eunuchs: "Okay, let's all go down and make up for the vacancies... We will make plans after our family starts playing Long Live."
All the eunuchs hurriedly kowtowed and responded in unison: "My ancestors are wise."
As the eunuchs in the hall bent down, they retreated without saying a word.
Feng Bao stood for a moment longer, then walked to the window, opened the window and looked out at the endless layers of deep palace.
