Zhao Zhen couldn't help but open his eyes wide.
Staring at Cao An with admiration - his idol!
If someone had the courage...
Forget it, he is just a man seeking death, and his courage is really hard to imitate.
Look at Lao Zhang's face. His face is livid at the moment, and his whole body is trembling... If he had a knife at hand, he would dare to chop Cao An alive!
What can be expected is...
Once today's words are spread, the harsh, bitter, mean, and sinister words will all be stuck on Lao Zhang's forehead, and he will not be able to tear them off!
Before this, no one paid much attention to Cao An.
Everyone felt that the reason why he was standing here was because Fan Zhongyan had accepted Cao Yong's kindness and did not want to see the descendants of the Cao family lonely.
Therefore, after Cao An entered the court...
Everyone's attitude toward him was mostly contempt.
If you live in peace and contentment, then we don't mind giving you a fortune. Now that you're in control, just think of it as buying yourself a reputation for valuing friendship.
But no one thought that this grandson could really do it!
He had already tricked Lu Yijian before he entered the court, and now he is at odds with Zhang Zhibai, the chief minister...
Cao An picked two of the two most important super bosses among the courtiers of the Song Dynasty. This kind of courage... is wrong! Such a brainless person...
He will live to death!
But everyone took this opportunity to see the young man's temper.
Not only stubborn, but reckless!
I can't defeat you, but I can't let you bully me either!
In fact, isn't that what it boils down to?
Cao An wanted to help Lao Fan stand out, so he took on the job of 'eating out traitors'... and he succeeded!
But looking at him like this, he obviously didn’t want to let Lao Zhang go!
The boy was not only stubborn, but also vindictive.
Does he think that one slap is not enough, and he still wants to hold Lao Zhang down and slap him repeatedly?
Why did you become the Prime Minister?
Liu E didn't speak, but had a smile in her eyes.
She was very happy to see Zhang Zhibai being whipped, including Zhao Zhen, Lu Yijian and others... She also wanted to see how Lao Zhang looked after being whipped.
"Okay, I am indeed old, okay!"
Lao Zhang was a little incoherent, and his beard and hair were swollen, looking a little ferocious: "I didn't expect that after the death of Mr. Cao, the Cao family would have another powerful character like you!"
This feud is finally settled!
Cao An, just wait to die...
…
What does Zaisu's revenge look like?
Cao An didn't have time to think about it, he had more important things to do now.
Daxiangguo Temple in the east of the city.
Two hundred meters away from it, there is a huge granary named Guanghui!
There are seven or eight places like Guanghuicang in Kyoto, which are never open on weekdays. They are prepared for emergencies in case of natural and man-made disasters.
Grain Supervisor Yang Hua was lying on the couch, drinking tea leisurely.
Accountant Sun was sitting in the shade under the eaves, with all kinds of account books in front of him, and the beads on the abacus crackled as he pulled them.
"Manager Sun..."
Yang Hua swayed leisurely for a moment and squinted his eyes contentedly: "You have to do the math for me! Although the abacus beads are small, they are bigger than the head of a food supervisor! You have to remember to dial the numbers in your hand. Yes, it’s someone’s head.”
Manager Sun paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang! I have been receiving official food for thirty years, but I haven't knocked out an old tooth yet."
"Be careful in everything, you can't make mistakes!"
Yang Hua put down the tea cup and said seriously: "Now is the time when the victims of the disaster are gathering together. Our Guanghui warehouse will open the locks sooner or later. If the number cannot be kept, then we, the few of us, will not do it."
"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, all the accounts are clear and there are absolutely no mistakes!"
Steward Sun whispered: "Besides, the loss of things like grain is unstoppable. Who can check every grain of rice? Not to mention the rain and mold, just the 'rats' in the warehouse …Who knows how much they ate?”
There's nothing wrong with being an official without making money.
This has nothing to do with corruption...
Many times it's just a casual use, such as an internal 'discount'.
Those who can work here will definitely have no shortage of food at home.
Brown rice is sold outside for more than fifty cents per liter. As long as you increase the consumption slightly, you can exchange the polished rice for more than ten cents per liter. Can this be considered corruption?
If even this little convenience is gone, then what kind of official position will we have?
"Anyway, be careful. At times like this..."
Yang Hua just wanted to give a few more instructions, but he heard footsteps outside.
"Is Yang Hua here?"
Cao An strode in with a dozen imperial guards.
Yang Hua had never seen him before, so he couldn't help but frown and said, "May I ask who your noble name is?"
Be polite before meeting, this is also the way to be an official...
Especially low-level officials like Yang Hua. Although they have low official positions, they have been working hard for many years and are well versed in the various unspoken rules in officialdom.
"A certain Cao An."
Cao An looked at him calmly and said loudly: "According to the order of the Queen Mother, from today on, I will take over the disaster relief matters with full authority! All of you, everyone, must obey."
The royal edict cannot be false.
Yang Hua hurriedly called all the officials in Guanghuicang to come over. They all bowed and said, "All the lower officials will obey!"
…
In the value room of Guanghuicang.
Cao An looked at the account books casually.
The accountant, Manager Sun, stood aside with a smile on his face, but his eyes never left the account book.
Cao An just glanced at him, smiled inwardly, and closed the account book, still aside.
"How much grain does Guanghui warehouse have now?"
"Sir, at present, there are 2,500 shi of new rice, 13,782 shi of old rice, and some bad rice that needs to be dealt with, about more than 200 shi."
Manager Sun answered quickly and meticulously.
"Quite a few!"
Cao An deliberately sighed: "With so much food, as long as we deduct a little bit, it will be enough for ordinary families to eat for several years..."
What does this mean?
All the officials were stunned and stared at Cao An.
The expression on everyone's face is different, some are angry, some are disdainful, and some are guilty... Everyone's thoughts are racing, and they are all wondering what these words mean.
Yang Hua's eyes were a little cold and he said calmly: "If Mr. Cao thinks there are any flaws in the accounts, you can immediately submit them to the Third Division for review. Your lower official will not hesitate!"
His words were not only confident, but also contemptuous of Cao An.
This young man looks to be seventeen or eighteen years old at most. Does he know what a ledger is?
He must be the heir of some powerful family, and he came here to be gilded through connections.
Disaster relief has always been a job for fat men since ancient times. The prime ministers are in charge at the top, and the officials working on things are running around below...
As long as you do things well step by step, the credit will come naturally.
"Haha, don't be so nervous."
Cao An shook his head and smiled, then patted Yang Hua on the shoulder harshly: "I'm here to provide disaster relief, and I'm not interested in your accounts..."
Yang Hua moved his shoulders unnaturally and stopped talking.
Cao An then changed his expression and pressed his hand on the account book: "From now on, all Guanghui warehouses will be sealed! No grain of rice can be leaked out without my order! Otherwise, you will be punished by law!"
"Isn't it disaster relief?"
Yang Hua was stunned for a moment.
If you come to the granary and don’t want food, how can you provide disaster relief?
"You don't need to know that there are many, I have my own plans..."
Naturally, Cao An would not explain it to a grain inspector, and continued: "Remember! Not a grain of rice can be leaked out. No matter who asks, just say this is the intention of the court!"
"Yes, I understand!"
Yang Hua could only nod.
Normally, his official position is at the same level as Cao An's, but this time he was under the emperor's orders, so he naturally had to lower his profile.
"Let's take X to see other granaries."
Cao An said and walked out without caring about food at all.
