"You!" The Japanese man in front of him suddenly became angry and grabbed Xia Shang's collar with wide eyes.
The surrounding household officials were all wary of these Japanese people, and when they saw the Japanese getting angry, they instinctively backed away for a distance.
Xia Shang was grabbed by the other party, but his expression did not change at all. He looked at the other party calmly: "What? Is there something wrong with what I said? The treatment of your Japanese mission has almost caught up with the treatment in the palace. You don't still have it?
Satisfied? If you can really eat so much fish and meat, what else are you Japanese people other than pigs?"
Seeing Xia Shang's dull expression, these Japanese people seemed to remember that the person in front of them was not an ordinary Chinese.
This was a guy who could make even their leader feel very troublesome. He never broke up with him from the beginning to the end. Obviously, they, the followers in the mission, could not fall out with others casually.
Thinking of this, the Japanese man holding Xia Shang's collar hesitated a little, slowly let go of his hand, suppressed the anger in his heart and took a step back.
Xia Shang patted his collar and whispered: "Tell me, what are you doing in the Ministry of Household Affairs? I think our Ministry of Household Affairs has no interaction with your Japanese mission."
The Japanese produced an approval document with the official seal of the Ministry of Rites, which stated that the Japanese mission's original daily rations would be supplemented by 50%.
Xia Shang frowned when he saw this batch of articles.
He had been in the Japanese mission, so he naturally knew how outrageous the living standards of the Japanese mission were.
Each person in their Japanese mission is equivalent to ten days of consumption for an ordinary family of four, including food, clothing, housing and transportation. All the things are of the best use and in large quantities. A discerning person can tell at a glance that ordinary people cannot consume that much.
many.
The Japanese mission requested a lot of things from the Dahua court every day, but in fact only part of them was consumed, and the excess was converted into valuable things.
If the members of their mission returned to Japan, everyone would definitely make a lot of money.
Unexpectedly, they were not satisfied yet, and soon they had to apply for more supplies.
Officials in Dahua have a common problem. They want to show the dignity and confidence of their country in front of foreigners, so they habitually exceed the standard in reception and will try their best to meet all the other party's requirements.
The people in the Japanese mission also tasted the benefits and continued to increase the demand within the mission.
Now Xia Shang was working as an errand in the national treasury, and was regarded as the steward of the capital's property. He was very angry when he saw the court's attitude towards the Japanese mission.
It is obvious that my family is very poor, yet I still want to make a fool of myself just to look fat.
If we keep this tradition going, even if we hold on to the gold and silver, there will come a time when it will be empty.
Xia Shang thought again, no matter what happened in the past, since he is in charge of the capital's expenses now, he must follow his rules from now on.
The Japanese people saw Xia Shang staring at the approval document indifferently, and interrupted and asked: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and allocate supplies?"
At this time, an official from the Ministry of Revenue came out from behind Xia Shang and whispered: "Sir, my subordinates, at the request of Mr. Liu, the Minister of Household Affairs, transferred some supplies from the military expenditures of the New Taipei Army, which is enough for the Japanese mission to use for their wedding.
It’s over.”
Xia Shang looked back at him: "Who are you?"
"My subordinate is Yao Hanjiang, your deputy in the national treasury. You can just call me Xiao Yao."
Xiao Yao...
Xia Shang looked at this lean police officer in his thirties, and it was difficult for him to say such a name.
Xia Shang did not answer. He looked back at the Japanese delegation members, then looked at the approval document in his hand. Then, in full view of everyone, he gently folded the approval document in half, and then gently divided it with his hands along the crease.
There was only a "chila" sound, and the approval document was torn up by Xia Shang himself, and under the eyes of many people.
How bold is this? Although the approval is not an imperial edict, it is an order issued on behalf of the imperial court.
If a subordinate fails to carry out the orders of his superior, he will be deemed as guilty of a crime, which may range from dismissal from his post to execution.
Xia Shang's decision to tear up the approval document was no longer a simple crime!
Seeing this scene, the officials from the Ministry of Revenue took a deep breath.
These officials from the Ministry of Revenue did not know much about the head of the treasury at first, but early this morning, Lord Shangshu personally reminded all the officials of the Ministry of Household that the head of the treasury who was coming to the Ministry of Household was something special and he must do it.
Be polite and serve me well.
Therefore, the officials of the Ministry of Revenue looked at Xia Shang with great respect. Anxiang, the young chief, must have a big backer in the court.
But even if there is a backer, it is impossible to tear up the approval document from the Ministry of Rites in broad daylight, right?
Let alone a sixth-rank manager, even if these documents fell into the hands of Lord Shangshu, he would not dare to tear them up.
Everyone present estimated that they would only be able to see such an explosive event once in their lifetime.
The officials of the Ministry of Revenue did not dare to speak, but they retreated further. Xiao Yao behind Xia Shang had already sat down on the ground, looking at Xia Shang as if he were looking at a madman.
The Japanese people in front of them stared at the approval document on the ground with their eyes wide open, as if they couldn't believe it.
After a few seconds, the Japanese man in front of him said in horror: "You...what do you mean?"
"You don't understand this? Go back, I can't meet your demands."
"What did you say?! We are not here to discuss with you. You just need to complete the orders in the approval document."
Xia Shang clapped his hands and didn't take it seriously: "Now the approval document is gone, and I no longer have orders from my superiors. Just go back to where you came from, right?"
"Our mission will definitely tell your emperor about this matter!"
"Go ahead, go ahead, do whatever you want, you won't be able to pass my test anyway."
Xia Shang had lost the patience to continue talking to them. He turned around and said to the deputy who fell to the ground: "Get up and come with me to take inventory of the warehouse."
Yao Hanjiang stumbled up, his feet still trembling, and asked hesitantly: "My lord... sir, how... now..."
"Come with me quickly, I have other things to do."
Xia Shang had already gone to the Yamen and no longer cared about the stunned Japanese people at the door.
Yao Hanjiang turned around and glanced at the stiff crowd at the door. Feeling his crotch was a little cold, he quickly followed Xia Shang and entered the Hubu Yamen.
When we arrived at the Yamen, there were fewer people there, because all the officials working in the Household Department had gone out to deal with the Japanese mission, so the Yamen seemed a little empty.
"Just now you said that a batch of military spending was transferred from which military department, and where is it?"
Yao Hanjiang didn't respond. He was still thinking about tearing up the approval document and didn't hear Xia Shang's question at all.
"I'm talking to you!"
"Oh oh oh..." Yao Hanjiang came to his senses, and after hesitation he couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency just tore up the approval document, I'm afraid... I'm afraid something big will happen, right?"