Han You appeared, followed by three people, Wang Hai, Lu Baichuan, and Jiang Zhui, each carrying three or four bags.
Everyone turned around. This noise really made all the officials angry, even Situ Yu.
A group of household officials glared and were completely angry.
You dare to call us a loser, but you, the commander of the Yidao Guard, dare to leak state secrets in public!
"What are you looking at!"
Han You stood in front of more than thirty officials, standing with his hands behind his hands, his unruly eyes sweeping over everyone.
"Isn't what I said right? Look at the accounts you have verified. What kind of calculations are you doing? You are the only losers who are still in charge of the household department. Where do you have the face?"
"Han You."
Situ Yu sneered again and again: "What do you think of this household department? Anyone can enter this government office, so what are you going to do?"
"Anyone with any name can enter the Household Department Office. Let me introduce you. The one behind me is my Yidao Weitoupai. People in the world call it Yidao Sansha. The boss kills Qian Mo. The second brother kills Matt. The third brother kills. Qian Dao, today, this commander brought Sansha Laoxue to cleanse the household department!"
A group of officials were frightened, thinking that Han You was really going to "bloodbath" the Ministry of Finance.
"Han You!"
Situ Yu roared loudly, his eyes about to burst: "Don't go too far to bully others. In our Hubu Yamen Office and our Hubu officials, you, the commander of the Yidao Guards, don't dare to..."
"Shut up, they are little ricers, and you, Situ Yu, are the big ricers!"
They didn't mention him by name, it was just public outrage, but he named him by name. Many officials couldn't bear it anymore and scolded Zuo Shilang in front of us. Can this be tolerated?
An old man with golden hair stood up, blew his beard and glared: "Commander Han, you are a third-grade military general and canonized in the palace. Lord Situ is my left minister of household affairs. Where do you get the courage..."
Han You sneered: "Sign up, I won't criticize unknown people!"
"Guo Wenshun, the fourth rank inspector of the Ministry of Household Affairs." The old man snorted coldly: "Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you."
Han You snapped his fingers, and Jiang Zhui looked at Wang Hai: "Brother Hai, the surname Guo is here, right?"
Wang Hai nodded, and Jiang Zhui quickly unpacked the baggage, rummaged through it, found a ledger and handed it to Han You.
Just when everyone was confused, Han You opened the account book and looked at Guo Wenshun contemptuously.
"Guo Wenshun, you are responsible for the tax collection of the four counties."
"So what!"
"So what if I lick my old face? Do you want face?"
Han You directly threw the account book in Guo Wenshun's face: "The empty seal, open your dog eyes and take a closer look. The seal is stamped first, and the number is written later. You old loser, just a tax collector from Shang Chongwen County." The amount of silver is more than 9,000 guan, but the total of the four counties is only 5,000 guan. Did your head get eaten by a dog?"
"What?" Guo Wenshun's face changed drastically, and he blurted out: "If this is true, what proof do you have?"
"See for yourself, the seal is at the bottom and the name is at the top. The seal is stamped first and the number is written later. The total of the four counties is only more than 5,000 yuan. The tax envoy you sent did not check the tax revenue at all, but stamped it first. Seal and let the county government fill in the numbers themselves. For such a big loophole, a loophole that can be seen with the naked eye, you can actually write the word "nuclear" with a stroke of your pen. You drank the nuclear sewage discharged by Xiaobaga, so you should still nuclear... Where’s your brain!”
"This this…"
Guo Wenshun couldn't care about anything else and quickly looked through the latest transcribed and calculated accounts. His eyes widened and he took a breath of cold air.
"Four thousand seven thousand, six hundred and eleven, five thousand?!"
"Nothing more, you old loser, and who are you pretending to be a cultured person? You still speak Traditional Chinese, damn!"
Han You cursed again, and suddenly found that Guo Wenshun's expression was a little strange. First he looked in disbelief, and then he looked ecstatic.
Before Young Master Han could understand what was going on, an official from the Ministry of Revenue shouted: "There are so many taxes and money, even if Mr. Guo makes a mistake..."
"The general said, if you don't criticize unknown people, who are you?"
"Chief Cangbe, Zhang Qi, if you have any advice, I personally sent it..."
"Send it to your uncle, I know you."
Han You was angry again: "You are responsible for the seven warehouses in Yucheng, right? The drought burned down the granary, you idiot. It was an empty granary that was burned. The local granary was the one who lit the fire. Everyone in the city knows that, only You, the boss, alone don’t know what you do for food, so you don’t have to quibble.”
Han You snapped his fingers again, and Lu Baichuan threw a ledger and a secret letter in front of Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi quickly picked it up, and after looking at it at a glance, his eyes were shining like Guo Wenshun's, as if he had picked up money.
Situ Yu seemed to have realized something and couldn't help shouting: "Zhang Qi, that granary is really empty because of the fire. Is there any irrefutable proof?"
"Iron, there is a testimony, there is really a testimony, when was it burned by whom and when, it is... so detailed?!"
"Sir." An old man next to him shouted: "Sir Tu, even if..."
Han You sneered and said: "No matter what, I am here to cleanse the household with blood today. What is your name!"
The old man said angrily: "Although I am not of high rank, I am from the former dynasty..."
"Stop talking nonsense, who is your name?"
"Zhou Yongyun, what do you want?"
After snapping his fingers for the third time, Wang Hai quickly took out an account.
Han You glanced at it and laughed: "It turns out you are an idiot. You are responsible for Yunping's taxes, aren't you? Idiot, you have been fooled. Yunping Wu, Liu, and Qi families are on good terms with your family, right? It's true." It’s your good friend of the Zhou family, Yinhu, with more than 4,500 people. If I hadn’t known that you haven’t left Beijing for nine years, I would have thought that you were colluding with them. You old fool, with more than 4,500 people in Yinhu. All the households have become tenants, but they can escape the corvee openly, so that’s it. As long as they are willing to pay money to three families during the corvee period, they can buy a hidden house to replace Dingkou!”
"Really..." Zhou Yongyun's old face suddenly turned red with excitement: "Is it true? Is there any proof..."
Before he could say the word "according to", an account and a secret letter were thrown in his face.
Han You snorted: "Who the hell is calling Xia Nuo? Come on, come out and let me see."
After a "snap", a middle-aged official came out, with a look of expectation on his face: "I am, I am, Lord Commander, I...did I also be negligent?"
"The hell your name is Xia Nuo." Han You suddenly got angry, kicked Xia Nuo to the ground, and yelled: "You are the most outrageous, Xia Nuo is in charge of the money and valley affairs of Tiancheng, and the difference in tribute is half, a full Half of it was wiped out, more than 89,000 pieces were wiped out, are you thinking about being an environmentally friendly girl?"
Xia Nuo, who was kicked, was not angry at all. He was trembling with excitement: "Evidence, Lord Commander, I dare to ask you if you have evidence!"
"Nonsense, I can kick you without evidence. See for yourself."
Xia Nuo quickly picked up the accounts and a confession on the ground. When he saw it, his eyes turned red. Then he looked up at Han You, which was like looking at his biological father.
Han You scolded him, but he was extremely surprised. Why did these bastards get more excited the more they were scolded?
"Li Jiao, what idiot is called Li Jiao?"
Han You shouted: "Commander, get out of here."
"I!"
The manager, Li Jiao, acted as if he had won a lottery. He rubbed his hands and looked forward to it: "Commander, commander, I am Li Jiao, and my subordinate is Li Jiao. How much has he missed? How much tax money has he missed? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly." Come on, the more, the better, the more, the better.”
"At least sixty-seven thousand...no." Han You felt more and more something was wrong: "Why do you seem...very excited?"
"Everyone get out of here!"
Situ Yu finally couldn't stand anymore, pushed aside everyone and came to Han You, breathing heavily while speaking.
"I dare to ask Commander Han, how much tax money our household department... our household department has missed this tax season, just talking about tax money!"
"Hahahaha." Han You laughed wildly three times: "Situ Yu, you are finished. Just what I have found out so far, converted into money and food, is at least 670,000 yuan, not much less. The villa is still checking. If you have a clue, it’s up to three million guan, you Zuo Shilang idiot, look at how dare you go crazy with me!"
"What?!"
Situ Yu and other officials all took a deep breath.
An elderly supervisor's heart was beating wildly, and he asked nervously: "Is there... is there any irrefutable proof?"
"I found that you people in the household department are so fond of asking nonsense questions. There is no ironclad proof, so I am teasing you. Not only is there ironclad proof, but all the copied accounts have been verified..."
"Han You!"
Situ Yu suddenly roared and looked at Han You with wide eyes: "Why are you still standing here!"
Han You was startled by the roar and took a step back, fearing that these bastards would attack him again.
As expected, Situ Yu took action and grabbed Han You's arm: "Why are you still standing here? Come into the main hall quickly. I will make you a cup of fragrant tea. Let's talk about it in detail."
Han You was confused, but before he could react, all the officials in the Ministry of Revenue went crazy, crying and howling in a heart-rending manner.
"Commander, commander, my name is Yu Zhong, and the person in charge is..."
"Commander, commander, do you have any subordinates? Do you have any subordinates? The subordinates are also the losers, please..."
"I... no, no, no, I am in charge of the taxation and household registration of Wenzhou in Nandi. I always make mistakes. Your Majesty, Commander..."
"And I and I, Commander, I am in charge of..."
In the blink of an eye, Han You was surrounded. The Ministry of Revenue officials seemed to be half crazy, shouting and talking, looking at Han You as if they were seeing a "credit book" walking upright!
