Han You has discovered that the guards of the palace can be said to be like seven fairies, each one even better than the other.
He liked it when he dared to talk about such an exciting topic in front of the prince.
In fact, it’s not that the quality of the guards is low. They are all soldiers and imperial guards. They first work as servants in the palace and then go to the palace as guards. They are all old bachelors. It is impossible to ask a group of people who can mount a sword and mount a horse to defend the country at any time. When chatting with the soldiers, they would talk a lot about the Four Books and Five Classics.
The most important thing is that the young prince Zhou Yan is very "tolerant".
Naturally, the other guards would not dare to make a mistake in front of Zhou Yan. People like Zhang Zhuo and Guo Peng who were close to the young prince knew that Zhou Yan had a good temper. They had hung out in the military camp before and were used to it. Everyone looked unkempt and spoke freely.
This kind of situation can also happen in Prince You's Palace. Other palaces will definitely not have such deplorable guards.
It was a hot summer day, and Zhou Yan was wiping sweat while his calves were shaking.
It was obvious that he preferred the fireworks-filled North City to the South City.
Not only Zhou Yan, but brothers Zhang Zhuo and Guo Peng were also cheerful and looked very happy.
Han You was very strange. He turned around and said, "His Highness and I have agreed that even if we enter Xianglai Pavilion, we won't do anything. At most, we will take a look and understand why an official from the Ministry of Industry would open a brothel."
"Of course." Zhang Zhuo said cheerfully, "It's good to have some eye addiction."
It can be seen in one sentence that this guy is not a loser, but a senior loser.
It's like going to nightclubs with rich buddies in later generations. I know I'm so poor that I won't be able to pick up girls, but I'm still happy to go, just to see the girls.
Han You originally thought that Zhang Zhuo was enough of a diaosi, but he didn't expect that Guo Peng was the dominant one among the diaosi. He shook his head and spoke.
"If you are poor, you will appreciate its beauty; if you are rich, you will taste its beauty. Each has his own pleasure."
Han You raised his hand: "Great talent, when I gain power in the future, I will definitely recommend you as a famous scholar and expert, a famous scholar and scholar."
Zhang Zhuo kicked Guo Peng on the butt: "If you go to a brothel again to attract women, I will kill you, you idiot."
Guo Peng smiled shyly: "Those are all old memories that we can't bear to look back on. Don't mention them too much."
Zhang Zhuo scolded: "You went to a fucking brothel four times last year and got three babies. How come you have such a dog-like face?"
Han You was shocked: "The prostitute is pregnant?"
Guo Peng looked indifferent: "A pair of jade arms and a thousand-person pillow have nothing to do with me. It is risky to do this kind of business."
Han You subconsciously stayed away from Guo Peng, fearing that rain and thunder would accidentally injure him.
Guo Peng still called out: "Brother Han, you are a scholar. Do you think what I said makes sense?"
"Whoever destroys it, cleans it up, and whoever pollutes it, he's responsible for it."
Han You shrugged: "Can we not talk about the brothel thing?"
"Life is nothing more than women and wine. If you don't talk about women, there's nothing to talk about."
Zhou Yan giggled.
Han You glanced sideways. This child could easily grow crooked. If his son wanted to be like a bear in the future, he would have to be cured. Septwolves dipped the child in iodine and disinfected it at the same time.
Seeing that they were about to arrive at Bei City, Zhou Yan frowned and said, "There is a saying in the art of war: scold the mother before you curse, and capture the king before you catch the thief. Why not investigate the young minister of Honglu Temple, but the director of the small industry department? "
"Who taught you this art of war?"
"Father."
Han You gave a thumbs up to express his admiration.
"Hit the snake seven inches, which is the weak point."
Han You held Zhou Yan's little hand and explained patiently: "It's true that Liu Wenguan has a small official position, but he is the first person to handle money. I heard someone say before that the Liu Mansion will renovate the mansion without violating the rules." It can be said to be magnificent, even more grand than the residences of court officials, and the Liu family is not a wealthy family, so where does the money come from? It must be from greed."
Zhou Yan was thoughtful, and Zhang Zhuo interrupted: "Mr. Han probably doesn't know the inside story of each government office. The heads of the six departments each perform their own duties. Liu Wenguan, the head of the Ministry of Works, is responsible for review. To put it bluntly, he is a lowly official who has no power and can only approve notes. Son, it is true that the money and food allocated by the Ministry of Works must go through his hands, but after review, they have to be transferred to various ministries and yamen."
"I really don't know how the various government agencies work, nor do I know what's going on in the Ministry of Works, but I know another thing."
"What's the matter?"
Han You did not answer immediately, but looked at Zhou Yan and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm a little hungry."
Han You took out a hundred articles from his sleeve and pointed at the man selling cooked meat under the archway of Bei City: "Ask your guards to buy some food."
Zhou Yan didn't even need to speak, he waved his little hand slightly.
Zhang Zhuo took the hundred cents from Han You and ran over.
After a while, Zhang Zhuo came back, holding an oil paper bag with half a roast chicken in his hand.
"I gave the money to Commander Zhang. Commander Zhang bought a roast chicken for His Highness. It was just for running errands, but Commander Zhang has something extra in his hands."
Zhou Yan's eyes lit up: "What a fool!"
Zhang Zhuo's face fell, and he said with a smile: "The general can't go in vain, can't he?"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhuo returned the remaining more than 70 Wen to Han You.
Han You was convinced, he didn't mean it at all.
Han You said: "Commander Zhang still has something extra in his hands."
Zhang Zhuo's expression changed slightly, then he took out another five cents from his sleeve and gave it back to Han You.
"I rely on you, uncle." Han You couldn't help it anymore: "Can you be a good person?"
"I forgot, I forgot for a while."
Han You was speechless and said angrily: "Look again, Your Highness, Commander Zhang still has something in his hands."
This time it was Zhang Zhuo's turn to scold: "Fart, I will return everything to you, don't blackmail me!"
"Open your hands."
Zhang Zhuo opened his hand: "Look, look, there's not a penny left."
Zhou Yan didn't understand what he meant and looked up at Han You, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Look carefully, Your Highness."
The young prince looked at Zhang Zhuo's palm and suddenly realized: "It's oil and water!"
"Yes, it's oil and water. How much oil and water can a roast chicken have? Liu Wenguan is the director of the Ministry of Industry. He handles hundreds of roast chickens, thousands of roast chickens, and ten thousand roast chickens every day. He should not dare to pay for the imperial court's money. He is greedy for ink, but he has a say in whether he will approve or not approve this note. The money may not change, but he will gain more money out of thin air."
"I don't understand."
"Approval, or not, if not immediately, when will it be approved? Say the date, or not. If the date comes, it will be approved on the spot, or it will be postponed again. If it is postponed, will there be any mistakes? Just just For just one note, merchants who want to expand or repair their shops will have to break their legs, and they will have to break their mouths just to get this batch."
Zhou Yan didn't understand. He was a member of the privileged class and the affairs of the palace had nothing to do with the Ministry of Industry. However, Zhang Zhuo and Guo Peng seemed to understand and looked at each other.
"Mr. Han is right."
Zhang Zhuo sighed: "More than a month ago, Xiaowei returned to the capital with thirteen brothers, all of whom were disabled. The thirteen people borrowed money from here and there, and finally set up a shop outside Beicheng. But the clerk from the Ministry of Works left behind He delayed releasing the documents. One day he said that he was close to the official road, and the next day he said that the land deed did not match up. He tried every means to make things difficult. In the end, he drank wine for three days in a row and stuffed two large sums of money into his mouth, and then he got the seal of approval. documents."
"How dare this unworthy little scribe dare to make things so difficult for my army in the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Zhou Yan raised his head and looked at Han You: "But this is the center of the capital, at the feet of the emperor, and the center of my great Zhou Dynasty!"
"There are the most monsters under Lingshan Mountain."
Han You rubbed Zhou Yan's head: "The Ministry of Industry seems to have no power, but in fact it only has no power in the court. There are large and small buildings in and around the capital, not only official residences, but also merchants' shops, people's houses, Building bridges and building roads is all related to them, and things like what Commander Zhang said happen every day."
Speaking of this, Han You suddenly saw the bluestone road next to the Beishi Archway and asked in confusion: "It was fine yesterday, why did a group of people from the Ministry of Industry come to demolish it today?"
Zhang Zhuo replied: "It's almost the rainy season, and I'm afraid that the road will be muddy and I'll miss the carriages and horses. It's like this every year. Once it's paved, in winter I'm afraid that the roads will slip and lose the horses, so I have to demolish it again. After paving it, I'll demolish it again." , like this every year.”
Han You felt that these officials from the Ministry of Industry really had no creativity. It would be better to just build a statue of Guan Gong, which is more than 40 meters high. It cost millions to build, and then talked about illegal construction, and it would cost millions to demolish it. Millions of strings, how efficient this is, what's the point of competing against a few broken roads every day, there is no hope at all.
