After returning, Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Revenue, did not rest immediately, and he did not have time to change into the crimson official robe he was wearing.
Cen Shangshu was still sitting on the old wooden chair with some paint peeling off, carefully observing the booklet in his hand.
Since the investigation of the case, apart from these few booklets, the only information I have in my hands is no other information related to the case.
"Master hasn't gone to bed yet?"
Mrs. Cen Jiazheng's wife, Bai, was discussing something in her bedroom.
The servants beside Bai nodded.
"As soon as the master comes back, he goes to the study. He has been like this for several days."
Listening to this servant's words, Bai seemed to be a little worried.
"In this case, go get some hot tea and bring it to the master."
"yes."
After responding, the maid looked at Madam Bai, as if she was still waiting for instructions.
"Okay, let's get down."
After another word from Madam Bai, the maid left.
At this moment, Mr. Cen Wenxing, who was staying in the study, seemed to be more serious than before.
He held his forehead with one hand and flipped through the book weakly with the other hand, looking worried.
"master."
The maid next to Madam Bai pushed open the study door and walked in.
Mr. Cen was fascinated by studying the booklet, and his ears excluded the servant's words that had not yet come in, and he could not hear them at all.
Madame Bai's maid looked at the master but didn't reply. She thought that the master was busy, so she didn't respond to her, and walked forward with a cup of warm tea on a wooden plate.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Master Cen Wenxing suddenly put down the book and sighed heavily, which frightened the maid in front of him.
Seeing this, Mr. Cen Wenxing was so frightened that he stood up quickly and took a few steps back.
The cup of hot tea rolled onto Master Cen Wenxing's table, causing several brochures and books on the table to get wet with the hot tea, as well as Master Cen Wenxing's official uniform.
Seeing this, the maid suddenly panicked and hurriedly walked to Master Cen Wenxing and wiped the stains on her official uniform with her hands, trying to wipe them away.
The tea leaves covering it can be wiped off, but the tea that makes the official uniforms wet cannot be wiped off.
Seeing the servant in front of him like this, Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, felt a little angry. Looking at the actions of the servant in front of him, he yelled: "What are you doing?! Didn't you see that I was busy?!"
When the maid heard what the master said, she became even more panicked. Her sleeves rubbed against the official uniform of the master, Cen Wenxing.
But knowing that she couldn't clean the official uniform soaked with tea, for some reason the maid insisted on wiping it clean.
Maybe I was too anxious.
"Okay, okay. Let's drive away." Master Cen Wenxing became impatient.
After hearing this, the maid hurriedly stood up and stood aside.
Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, was not worried about whether his official uniform was dirty, but about the only verification information.
He hurriedly walked to the desk and carefully lifted the book up, ignoring the tea everywhere on the table, and moved it to a seat by the window.
The maid on the side was helpless and stood there blankly, her hands clenched, a panic expression visible in her heart and face.
After Master Cen Wenxing transferred the books, Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, turned his attention to the maid.
"How to do this?!" Master Cen Wenxing yelled angrily.
As soon as the master said this, the maid hurriedly knelt down, put her hands on the ground, and put her head on the ground.
"Master! It's my fault! I know my mistake! I... I shouldn't have spilled this tea. Please... please punish me!"
Looking at the servant in front of him who was kowtowing to admit his mistake, Master Cen Wenxing seemed to feel a little soft for some reason, but thinking about the booklet, he became serious.
"That's it! As a penalty, you will have no monthly money this month and go to the madam to get ten boards."
As long as he is not kicked out and can save his life, he is already lucky.
After hearing this, the maid kowtowed and thanked: "Thank you so much, master! Thank you so much, master!"
"Okay, since you made the tea, please clean the tea on the table and get out."
"Yes Yes."
The maid hurriedly got up and went to clean up the tea spilled on the table.
Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, walked to the window and looked at the booklet and a few of his favorite old books spread out in front of him, blowing gently on his mouth from time to time in an attempt to dry the water on the booklet.
At this moment in Yanyang City, not only the Cen Mansion of Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, but also the Bai Mansion of Yu Si Bai Gaoyuan are not turning off the lights.
According to "Mo Lv", the home of an official of the fifth rank or above is called a mansion, and the homes of other officials can only be called a residence.
At this time, you may have to ask, if Sun Zhicai, the master of the Sun family, is not a ninth-grade sesame official, how can his family still be called a mansion?
In fact, when Sun Zhicai was the Prime Minister of Zuo before he was demoted, his family was called Fu, and it didn't change later.
As for the name, the late emperor and the current emperor did not pay attention to this matter. Therefore, the plaque on the door of the Sun family still reads Sun Mansion.
In the Mo Dynasty, it was mostly state institutions that had this title. Therefore, if you want the plaque at home to have the word "Fu", one of your family members must be an official of the fifth rank or above.
The rest of the families can only use their homes, even wealthy families are no exception.
"Bai Yusi, today Cen Wenxing spent a whole day in Yusi. Do you think he... found out something?" asked Li Zhen, the second Yusi.
Yu Si Bai Gaoyuan turned his head and looked at Li Zhen.
"Since I've been watching it all day, I probably can't find any clues."
"Bai Yusi, what if Cen Wenxing and Guo Kang find something when Yusi arrives?" Ci Yusi Li Zhen was a little worried.
"Then what do you think it should be?"
Yu Si Bai Gaoyuan looked at Yu Si Li Zhen with great interest.
"The lower official thinks that this Yu Si should be burned! So that neither of them can be found out!" Li Zhen, the second Yu Si, said firmly.
"Are you crazy?!" Yu Sibai Gaoyuan was a little unbelievable and continued: "If we are burned, will our official positions be preserved?"
"Don't be impatient, please let me speak slowly."
Li Zhen smiled slightly and began to express his bad thoughts.
"What you don't know is that Cen Wenxing has a stubborn temper, and nothing can escape Guo Kang's eyes. I think it's better to burn it. Since it's burned, it's definitely not us who will burn it. Sun Zhicai has been doing this for so many years in the Sun family. Be a sesame official.”
"The eldest son is working as a local official in Mozhang, and the second son opens a small restaurant in Yanyang City. The whereabouts of the third son are still unknown. A few years ago, the Sun family was not thinking of rebelling, but was later demoted by the late emperor. Now This second son is a good person."
Even though Ci Yusi and Li Zhen were small and thin, they did have a lot of ideas.
"You mean to ask your second son to confess to this crime after burning Yu Si?" Yu Si Bai Gaoyuan asked.
Li Zhen nodded.
"That's a good idea. Okay, just do as you say."
"yes."
"Be careful. Don't let anyone know the clues."
"yes."
