Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 193

The morning fog in October shrouded the entire city of Xiangyang, and the already wet stone slab was covered with a thin layer of frost, making it extremely slippery.

I don't know how many coachmen were stumped, the chariots and horses turned over, and many officials who traveled by chariots and horses fell to pieces.

"Have you heard? Zhao Tuiguan of Xiangyang Mansion lost his boots and was forced to ask for leave."

"Hey, what's the matter, the forwarder transported a load of money, and it fell to the ground!"

Only a hundred steps away from the yamen, there is an early morning shop that sells buns and steamed buns. Many officials stop here to rest and get some food.

Min Wenyan was no exception, he was biting a steamed bun with three pieces of paper in his mouth, listening to these interesting stories, he was also eating:
"I'm fine. I don't have a carriage, and that's an advantage."

Estimating the time, it was just after the third quarter of the day (45:[-]), and it was about a quarter of an hour before the on-duty time. He was busy with three and two, got up and left.

Similarly, the colleagues who were holding on to the time limit also got up one by one and left slowly.

When he arrived at Hucao of the Military and Political Department, there was still a cup of tea (5 minutes) left.

Since the beginning of the month, after finishing the army's grain storage, and mobilizing 200,000 shi of grain to Huangzhou Mansion, the whole household has been idle.

Some time ago, there were hundreds of people from Hucao, and the abacus was crackling, but now it is quiet, he is not used to it.

"Master Min, this is the revision of the Huangzhou Mansion's yellow book last month, with 320 new entries."

Zhang Wencheng presented the documents respectfully, and then handed over tea appropriately.

"Yeah!" Min Wenyan nodded, browsed through it, and praised: "Wencheng, you did a good job, save it!"

"This is a lot of your old cultivation. This subordinate is new here, and I hope you will forgive me a lot."

As Zhang Wencheng who just came out of the recruiting hall, he naturally worked hard so that he could recommend his master in the future.

He is quite interested in dealing with powerful householders like Min Wenyan.

After coming for a few days, he discovered that this Cao family was actually the household department of the imperial court.

Under it, it is divided into sixteen halls (more than one Hanzhong Prefecture). The palm hall is similar to that of a doctor. ).

Responsible for the income and expenditure of a government, reimbursement, land tax, household registration and other matters.

Under the hall, there are two masters on the left and right, responsible for common affairs.

Each of the four departments has one manager to handle the work.

For example, Min Wenyan in front of him is the left head of the Huangzhou Hall under Hu Cao, who is ranked in the sixth rank, humble and powerful.

Accompanying his master Zhang Shenyan on his official career for more than ten years, he was sure that Hucao is the household department, and Liucao is the six departments.

Shocking!What does King Hanyang want to do?

"Go down!"

Min Wenyan nodded, waved his hands and said, "Although there are not many things to do, you can't be idle. Find something to do and learn more."

"Yes!" Zhang Wencheng bowed respectfully.

Min Wenyan sighed.

Hucao is like this. When busy, there is a lack of people everywhere. Once free, there are many people.

"But for more than a month, three people have come from the Huangzhou Office alone, and the entire Military and Political Department, how many people have come?"

Min Wenyan is quite resentful about the origin of today's redundant officials - the recruiting hall.

These newcomers don't understand anything, they don't help much, but they have more troubles.

However, complaints are not allowed in the officialdom, only complaints can be made.

After another day of half-busy work, when I went to the Yamen, I suddenly saw the above and issued a public announcement.

"The salary for September will be issued today, the details are as follows..."

Min Wenyan became interested, so he hurried over to take a closer look.

"I am the sixth grade, which means a monthly salary of 80 yuan silver coins. What are silver coins?"

A group of people were chattering and discussing, full of doubts about this.

"Silver coin, this is it."

At this time, Zhao Shu, who was the head of the Military and Political Department, came out, holding a silver coin in his hand, and said to the crowd:
"His Royal Highness asked the craftsmen to forge it. One silver coin is equivalent to one tael of silver. In the future, everyone's salary will be paid out monthly. It is this kind of silver coin that will be distributed!"

After personally explaining, everyone bowed their hands in response.

Immediately, the clerk in charge carried several sacks and unhurriedly handed out silver coins.

"It's pretty heavy."

Min Wenyan was holding 80 yuan silver coins, which weighed almost five catties, which was much better than grain.

After he left the Yamen, he saw his colleagues along the way, discussing one after another, and they were very appreciative of the exquisite silver coins.

Salary has increased several times, who doesn't like it?
A few days later, the officials of the counties under Xiangyang Prefecture also received silver coins, and they all rejoiced.

Almost all the streets and alleys accept silver coins.

As long as the court collects it, it can pay taxes, which is better than the treasure banknotes that wipe the ass, and it is indeed made of silver.

"Is this a silver coin?"

Zhang Shenyan carefully looked at the silver coin in front of him for a quarter of an hour, and that's all.

"Master, I heard that it was built under the supervision of the King of Hanyang himself. It is full of silver and can be used for one or two purposes."

Zhang Wencheng said softly: "Nowadays, the salary is paid on a monthly basis, which has increased a lot."

"Hmph, buying people's hearts."

Zhang Shenyan said angrily: "Since ancient times, casting copper coins has been the orthodoxy of the imperial court, so silver coins are not copper coins, but the meaning is generally the same."

"This King of Hanyang really has a different heart and wants to set up another court!"

"Ah? Master, let's go now, Xiangyang can't stay anymore." Zhang Wencheng panicked.

"Calm down!"

Zhang Shenyan pondered for a while, and then said: "As the king of the clan, the king of Hanyang should assist the court. There is no one around to persuade him, so he went further and further away."

"Master, don't worry, I will recommend you to the boss in a few days."

Suddenly, Zhang Wencheng patted his chest and said.

"Take your time, don't rush, don't be too abrupt."

Zhang Shenyan stroked his beard with an expression of heavy responsibility.

"This is your monthly routine."

Hanyang Wangfu, dressed in a red dress, wearing a golden yoke, with a dignified figure and fair skin, the princess is sitting upright.

The new manager, Yang Le, is handing out the monthly regulations.

"Thank you, princess!"

Maids and eunuchs, ranging from one yuan to ten yuan, are all grateful.

On the other side of her, a group of concubines sat in an orderly manner, like soldiers obeying military orders.

Miaoxian, Zhang Man, and Zhang Yu, the three concubines, each has its own merits, beautiful, charming, delicate, flamboyant, I feel pity.

Even Sun Xueniang couldn't help frowning, and sighed secretly: "Your Highness's vision is not bad."

Sun Damiang stood aside, her small face was tense, and she was dressed in beautiful clothes, which could hardly resist the inferiority complex in her heart: "Why are they so big?"

He hated again in his heart.

Mother said, men like small ones, but brother-in-law likes big ones, it's really annoying.

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Humph--

"Miaoxian, this is yours."

Sun Xueniang didn't know what her sister was thinking, so she picked up a plate of silver coins and said with a smile:

"The rules of the palace, your monthly rate is 50 yuan, don't think too little."

"Thank you, Princess!" Miaoxian blinked, her beautiful eyes glanced at the silver coin, she thanked her, and asked the maid beside her to take it.

Obviously, she doesn't care about the number of monthly cases.

"Thank you princess."

Sisters Zhang Man and Zhang Yu didn't care even more, their natal family was originally a Shaanxi merchant, and they never lacked the expenses for the sisters to enter the palace.

However, facing Yue Li, they still led them respectfully.

Sun Xueniang naturally knew it too, but the distribution of the monthly bills originally emphasized the relationship between superiority and inferiority, and the amount of money was not important.

Seeing the submissive looks of the girls with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, as well as the graceful figure, Sun Xueniang couldn't help sighing:

"Right now, the most important thing in the palace is to open up branches and leaves for the king."

"You have to work harder and harder. You should know that although the color is good in every way, only when the children are around can the grace last forever."

"I'll wait and remember!"

The faces of the girls were slightly red, and they responded seriously.

(End of this chapter)