Summer rains come one after another, and the weather becomes more and more muggy.
Han You, who settles accounts in Jingzhao Mansion every day, always scolds his mother. He doesn't like this season. It's so stuffy and humid, and it's so humid that it becomes sticky even if he moves a little.
For ten consecutive days, Han You was at three points and one line, Prince You's Mansion, Jingzhao Mansion, and Han Mansion.
In Prince You's Mansion, Han You fucked the young prince whenever he had nothing to do.
After all, he is a teacher in the prince's palace, so he has to teach something. The Three Character Classic is a good tool for fooling people. If the young prince cannot memorize it, he will be fucked, and the back of his head will always be pinched.
In Jingzhao Mansion, Han You fucked the Liu family when he had nothing to do. He couldn't get Wu Yong to do anything, so he could only vent his anger on the Liu family.
In the Han Mansion, Han You just went to work with Yun... and stayed with Zhongsun Wushuang in front of and under the moon.
Although the two have no nominal relationship, Zhongsun Wushuang's heart has already been given to Han You.
At first she thought that Han You was not much different from other men, but after getting along with him for more than half a month, she realized that she had wrongly blamed Han You. Young Master Han did not just want to sleep with her like other men, Han You I still want to go to the garden, to the grass, to the well...
But no matter what, Zhongsun Wushuang is very satisfied with his current life. He is very happy, and his happiness is a bit unreal. He is very leisurely every day in Han Mansion, only doing four things, three meals a day.
As for the line between three o'clock and one line, except for brothers Wang Shan and Wang Hai, no one else knew that Han You would go to the West Market every day after dark, where the merchants gathered.
Nowadays, many people in Beijing and Central China have a new hobby, nagging.
There are the Great Sage, the Muscular Tang Monk, the Pig Ganglie, the Seven Dwarves, the White Lady who can dance with iron bars, and many, many "very new" things.
Every time after everyone finished chatting about these stories, they would inquire about each other and inquire about two things: whether Nanshi Moxiang Pavilion had copied the latest stories, and who the creator of these stories "Wang Hai" was.
These messy stories can be said to be "hard to find" nowadays. Just these books have kept many old and perverted men awake at night.
Han You didn't know this, he just wanted to hand over the job quickly.
He finished what the emperor asked him to do, but he didn't do it efficiently.
Tax money, 1.3 million, overfulfilled.
However, not all shops have paid the tax.
The real big bosses are rice merchants, two ranches outside Beijing, and more than a dozen Zhuangzi. They have a large, deep, and tough background. If they offend these people, the Han family will have to suffer without waiting for Wu Yong to take action.
After tying up all the ledgers, Han You stood up and stretched out.
"It's done."
Han You looked at the royal guards beside him and waved his hand: "Go to Piaoxiang Tower in the evening, and all the purchases will be settled by His Highness."
The young prince next to him, who was hammering Han You on the waist, had a look of resentment on his face.
He had no money, because all the valuable belongings in the palace were "given away" on the first day he met Han You.
A few days ago, the young prince wanted to come. Han You said that he was still young and was afraid of being deceived by others, so he would give it to Zhou Yan when he grew up.
In fact, the threshold for tax inspection is very high. It does not mean professional skills, but literacy.
The palace guards had the most running coolies. Apart from Han You and Zhou Yan, Zhongsun Wushuang played a lot of roles.
It has to be said that this former Hua Chuantou Pai is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can play ice... Anyway, she is versatile and she is a rich lady.
Not only can he copy the accounts, but he can also keenly find out where the tax amount is not up to standard, saving Han You a lot of "trouble".
Han You understands the world and knows that if you want to lead a team well, you need to have clear rewards and punishments.
Regardless of whether he was a Jingzhao government official or a palace guard, Han You treated them equally. He booked several floors for a good meal and a good meal tonight. The most important thing was to keep Zhou Yan's account in mind.
Putting all the ledgers in the carriage, Han You took out a banknote worth a certain amount of money from his arms and handed it to Wang Hai.
"Remember to go to Nanshi to buy some rouge and gouache before returning home today, and bring them back to Wushuang."
Wang Hai was very puzzled. Zhongsun Wushuang had completely boarded the Han family's pirate ship, but Han You treated him with great courtesy. At least during the day, he was as calm as a guest. He was obviously regarded as his eldest son. I am a woman, but I always buy some gifts for her.
Wang Hai felt that as the young master's personal attendant, he had the obligation to give some pertinent advice.
"Master, you have been spending a lot of money recently. It is best to be more frugal and save the money to spend it in a brothel in the future."
Han You: "..."
"Miss Zhongsun is devoted to you. You always buy her some gifts. Isn't it a little..."
"You know nothing." Han You rolled his eyes: "Women like romance the most."
"What is romance?"
"She's more promiscuous, I'm slower."
"Oh~~~" Wang Hai said clearly: "Send some gifts during the day and have some romance at night."
"Forget it, your IQ has no room for regression in the human category. I can't explain it to you. Let's find a yamen servant to drive the carriage to the household department."
After finishing speaking, Han You lowered his voice: "Have you made arrangements for what you asked your elder brother to do?"
Wang Hai nodded heavily and said with a serious look on his face: "Don't worry, young master, there will be no clues."
"Okay, let's go find the yamen servant. Remember to look for someone who is weak and sick and gets out of breath after taking only two steps."
"I understand, little one."
The two of them whispered to each other, and in the distance, Guo Peng and Zhang Zhuo stood there.
Looking at Han You, who was looking for Zhou Yan to catch the monkey with a playful smile, Zhang Zhuo touched the stubble on his chin: "Do you feel that something is wrong with Mr. Han?"
"What's wrong?"
"Can't tell."
Zhang Zhuo squatted under the tree and said softly: "Mr. Han is a little perfunctory about the tax inspection."
"Perfunctory?"
Guo Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't say this nonsense. Everyone has watched it. In order to get those merchants to make up the tax money, Mr. Han did everything he could, including coaxing, scaring, and scolding. He even used His Majesty's name. Come out, otherwise where did this 1.37 million yuan of tax money come from? In the future, your Majesty will reward you based on your merits. If you ask me, Mr. Han is the first to do so."
"No, I'm not talking about perfunctory tax collection, but the accounts."
"Accounts?"
"Yes, Mr. Han only glanced at the copied accounts and didn't seem to care. You must know that these accounts must be submitted to the Ministry of Accounts, and they will be submitted to His Majesty after verification."
"What's so strange about this? Accounts are not important, tax money is important. It's a fucking 1.37 million yuan. These banknotes are handed over to the Ministry of Revenue. The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue has to bring all the officials to give them. Mr. Han knocks one."
Zhang Zhuo shook his head: "The weirdest thing is these banknotes. Why did Mr. Han record half of them in the name of non-existent foreign merchants when he exchanged the banknotes? In addition, Wang Hai was asked to release the news to the outside world. You said you only collected less than 300,000 yuan?"
"Yes." Guo Peng scratched the back of his head: "Why is this?"
"That's why I felt something was wrong."
"Don't think wildly. Once this errand is done, our Prince You's Mansion will be able to add some glory."
Guo Peng pulled Zhang Zhuo up and rubbed his hands: "I'll tell Mr. Han later that there's nothing to do in a wine shop, it's better to go to a brothel."
