The morning fog in October enveloped the entire Xiangyang City. The already wet stone slabs were covered with a thin layer of frost, making them extremely slippery.
I don’t know how many cart drivers were troubled. Their carts and horses turned upside down, and many officials who were traveling in carts and horses were beaten to pieces.
"Have you heard? Official Zhao of Xiangyang Prefecture lost his boots and was forced to ask for leave."
"Hey, what's the matter? The transfer driver transported a cart full of money and it all fell to the ground!"
Only a hundred steps away from the Yamen, there was a breakfast shop selling steamed buns and steamed buns. Many officials stopped here to rest and get some food.
Min Wenyan was no exception. He was chewing a three-cent steamed bun in his mouth. Listening to these interesting stories, he also started eating:
"I'm fine. There's an advantage to not having a carriage."
Estimating the time, it was just past the third quarter of the morning (7:45), and it was about a quarter of an hour before the duty time. He hurriedly took three sips and then got up and left.
Similarly, colleagues who were holding on to their time values also stood up one by one and left slowly.
By the time he arrived at Hucao in the Military and Political Department, there was still time for a cup of tea (five minutes).
Since the beginning of the month, after finishing the army's grain storage and storing it, another 200,000 shi of grain was mobilized and sent to Huangzhou Mansion, and the entire household was idle.
Some time ago, there were hundreds of people in Hucao, and the abacus was rattling, but now it was quiet, and he didn't like it.
"Mr. Min, this is the Huangzhou Mansion's yellow roll revision last month, with 326 new people added."
Zhang Wencheng respectfully presented the documents, and then handed over the tea as appropriate.
"Yeah!" Min Wenyan nodded, browsed through it, and praised: "Wen Cheng, you did a good job, save it!"
"This is a lot of cultivation for you. This subordinate is new here, so I hope you can show your understanding."
As Zhang Wencheng, who had just joined the job from the recruiting center, he naturally worked hard so that he could be recommended to his boss in the future.
He was quite fond of powerful figures in Hucao like Min Wenyan.
After coming for a few days, he discovered that this Hucao was actually the Hubu of the imperial court.
Below it, it is divided into sixteen halls (one more is Hanzhong Mansion). The chief hall is similar to a doctor. Each hall has Minke (household registration), Jinke (taxation), Cangke (warehousing), and Zhike (cashier's account book). ).
Responsible for the government's revenue and expenditure, reimbursement, land tax, household registration and other matters.
Under the hall, there are two chiefs on the left and right, responsible for secular affairs.
Each of the four departments has one manager to handle the affairs.
For example, the Min Wenyan in front of him is the left chief of Huangzhou Hall under Hu Cao. He is ranked in the sixth rank and has a low position and power.
Accompanying his master Zhang Shenyan in his official career for more than ten years, he determined that Hucao was Hubu and Liucao was Liubu.
Shocking! What does King Hanyang want to do?
"Get down!"
Min Wenyan nodded, waved his hand and said, "Although I don't have much to do, I can't be idle. Find something to do and study more."
"Yes!" Zhang Wencheng bowed respectfully.
Min Wenyan sighed.
Hucao is like this. When it is busy, there is a shortage of people everywhere. Once it is idle, it seems that there are many people.
"In just over a month, three people came to the Huangzhou Office alone. How many people came to the entire Military and Political Department?"
Min Wenyan was quite resentful about the recruitment hall, the origin of today's redundant officials.
These newcomers know nothing, are less helpful, and have more problems.
However, in official circles, complaints are not allowed, only complaints can be heard.
After another half-busy day, when I went to the office, I suddenly saw a notice issued from above.
"Salaries for September will be distributed today. The details are as follows..."
Min Wenyan became interested and hurriedly came over to take a closer look.
"I am in the sixth grade, which means my monthly salary is eighty silver coins. What is a silver coin?"
A group of people were chattering and discussing, full of doubts about this.
"Silver coin, this is it."
At this time, Zhao Shu, who was the head of the Military and Political Department, came out with silver coins in his hand and said to everyone:
"His Highness asked the craftsmen to forge it. A silver coin is equivalent to one tael of silver. In the future, everyone's salary will be distributed monthly. It is this kind of silver coin!"
After explaining it in person, everyone agreed.
Immediately, the clerk under the headmaster carried several sacks and slowly handed out silver coins.
"It's pretty heavy."
Min Wenyan held eighty silver coins, which weighed almost five kilograms. This was much better than grain.
After he left the office, he saw his colleagues along the way, all talking about it and expressing great approval for the exquisite silver coins.
Salary has increased several times, who doesn't like it?
A few days later, officials in the counties under Xiangyang Prefecture also received silver coins, and they were all happy.
Almost everyone in the streets accepted silver coins.
As long as the court collects it, it can pay taxes, which is better than the treasure banknotes used to wipe the butt, and it is indeed made of silver.
"Is this a silver coin?"
Zhang Shenyan carefully studied the silver coins in front of him for a quarter of an hour.
"Sir, I heard that the King of Hanyang personally supervised the production. It is full of silver and can be used for one or two purposes."
Zhang Wencheng said softly: "Now, the salary is paid in monthly salary, which has been improved a lot."
"Hmph, win people's hearts."
Zhang Shenyan said angrily: "Since ancient times, casting copper coins has been the orthodoxy of the imperial court. Therefore, silver coins are not copper coins, but their meanings are the same."
"This King of Hanyang really has a different intention and wants to establish a new court!"
"Ah? Master, let's leave quickly, we can't stay in Xiangyang any longer." Zhang Wencheng said in panic.
"Calm down!"
Zhang Shenyan thought about it for a while and then said: "As the king of the clan, King Hanyang should assist the court. There is no one around to persuade him, so he goes further and further away."
"Master, don't worry, I will recommend you to the boss in a few days."
Zhang Wencheng was suddenly stunned and hurriedly patted his chest and said.
"Take your time, don't rush, don't be too abrupt."
Zhang Shenyan stroked his beard, looking like he had a long way to go.
"This is your monthly routine."
In the Hanyang Prince's Mansion, the princess, who is wearing a red dress and a golden bow, with a dignified posture and supple and fair skin, is sitting upright.
The new general manager, Yang Le, is handing out monthly routines in a strict manner.
"Thank you, Princess!"
The maids and eunuchs were all given a price ranging from one yuan to ten yuan, and all of them were grateful.
On the other side of her, a group of concubines were sitting in a formal manner, like soldiers obeying military orders.
Miao Xian, Zhang Man, and Zhang Yu, the three concubines are all unique in their own way, extremely beautiful, charming, delicate, and full of flowers. I feel pity for them when I see them.
Even Sun Xueniang couldn't help but frown and sighed secretly: "Your Highness's taste is not bad."
Sun Damiang stood aside, her little face was tight, and even though she was wearing beautiful clothes, she couldn't help but feel inferior in her heart: "Why are they so big?"
I felt resentment in my heart again.
My mother said that all men like small ones, but my brother-in-law prefers big ones, which is really annoying.
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"Miaoxian, this is yours."
Sun Xueniang didn't know what her sister was thinking, so she picked up a plate of silver coins and said with a smile:
"The rules of the palace, your monthly salary is fifty yuan, don't be too little."
"Thank you, Princess!" Miao Xian blinked, glanced at the silver coin with her beautiful eyes, thanked her, and asked the maid next to her to take it away.
Obviously, she doesn't care about the monthly number.
"Thank you, Princess."
Sisters Zhang Man and Zhang Yu didn't care even more. Their natal families were originally Shaanxi merchants, and they had never been short of expenses for their sisters to enter the palace.
However, facing Yue Li, they still accepted it respectfully.
Naturally, Sun Xueniang also knew that, but the monthly payment was to emphasize the relationship of priority. More money and less money were not important.
Seeing the submissive looks of the women with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, as well as their graceful figures, Sun Xueniang couldn't help but sigh:
"Now, the most important thing in the palace is to spread the branches and leaves for the king."
"You have to work hard again and again. You must know that although the color is good in every way, the favor will only last if the children are close to you."
"I'll keep this in mind!"
The women's faces were slightly red and they responded seriously.