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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Nine

"Follow me." Cui Geng led Gu Qing to the Ministry of Revenue. The Ministry of Revenue was very busy, even more busy than the leading guards. There were officials jogging in and out everywhere.

Gu Qing walked into the Ministry of Revenue with stiff steps, and his scalp was numb as he looked at the situation here. What the hell is this? It's like a fire pit.

Standing at the gate, Gu Qing looked around and saw an acquaintance, and went up to greet him: "Mr. Wang, it's been a long time since we saw you!"

Wang Yan glanced at Gu Qing and said nothing.

Gu Qing put his hand on Wang Yan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Sir Wang, don't worry, I won't tell you what you have hidden in your private money."

Wang Yan: "..."

The officials around him looked up at Wang Yan, and kept their work down.

"Where is your location?" Wang Yan pointed to an empty seat full of documents with a stern face.

Gu Qing sat in his seat, picked up a document and took a look. It said that some grain harvest was completely unaware of, how much grain was in the official warehouse, how much grain was collected by the people, how much households were collected...

He threw the document away, supported his chin and thought about how he could be liberated.

Just when he was in sorrow, a middle-aged man walked into the place, and everyone stood up to salute, "Have you met the Minister of Revenue!"

It turned out that he was the Minister of Revenue. Gu Qing followed suit and saluted. Looking at the person in front of him, Lu Yuan, the Minister of Revenue, looked around and paused on Gu Qing for a few seconds. He turned around and left without saying a word.

The surroundings returned to their original state again, and officials from the Ministry of Revenue began to discuss...

"He is Gu Qing, who slaughtered more than 100,000 Turkic people..."

"It is said that he fought Changsun Wuji very fiercely..."

"I also peeked at the palace maid taking a bath..."

...

Having endured the sound of pointing at him around, Gu Qing approached Wang Yan, who was also a doctor of the Ministry of Revenue, and asked, "What is your Minister of Revenue?"

"Fanyang Lu family, Lu Yuan plays an important role in the family." Wang Yan whispered, "Be careful."

"Doctor's Order." A minor official said, holding a pile of documents, "This is the household tax in various places last month. Lord Shangshu said that he would handle it before tonight."

Wang Yan gave Gu Qing a look.

Gu Qing looked at the clerk in front of him and said, "I still have so many documents here that I haven't processed. Can't you give them to others?"

The little official smiled and said, "Mr. Shangshu said that these clerks and doctors must handle them personally."

Seeing the little official put down a lot of documents, Gu Qing suddenly felt the pressure. I want to deal with me? Looking at everything in the Ministry of Revenue, thinking in my heart until dusk, the officials in the government office dispersed. At the time of get off work, Gu Qing had never processed a single document in front of him.

It's okay to make money and do business on weekdays, but I don't know how to deal with these things. I walked out in dismay, went to the corridor outside the government office, took out a tea cigarette from my arms, blew the fire and started smoking it. Logically speaking, Li Er was always very cautious about people from the five surnames, so how could a Lu Yuan sit on the Minister of Revenue?

Officialdom, officialdom, Gu Qing understood a lot in his heart when he thought about these two words. Li Er would not arrange himself here for no reason, and Lu Yuan would not deal with him for no reason. You Li Er would use me as a gun! Can I, a little doctor, deal with an old man who has been in the officialdom for a long time? He is the Minister of Revenue! The uncle!

"The county ward hasn't been back yet?"

A voice came from behind. Gu Qing looked back and saw that it was Lu Yuan, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. "I have met Lord Shangshu..."

"It's getting late, go back soon! It's the first time you've come to the Ministry of Revenue and have some things that are not familiar with," Lu Yuan said.

"Yes." Gu Qing nodded.

"Before leaving, clean up the government office." Lu Yuan walked away slowly.

Gu Qing came to the government office again, swung his sleeves and started cleaning the place, and cleaned it again! Such a large government office was to clean it up by himself, Lu Yuan! Wait for me!

A small official hurriedly walked past the door.

"Stop!" Gu Qing called him to throw the broom away, waved and said, "Come here for me."

"What are the instructions for the doctor?" the clerk said nervously.

"I'll ask you who was cleaning up here before." Gu Qing asked.

"This..." The little official glanced at him and hesitated for a while.

"I don't want to say it, right?" Gu Qing looked at him sneered, "I have a bad temper. If one day you go out, you have broken your arms and legs and you are blamed for being blamed."

The little official was so scared that he shivered. It was said outside that Gu Qing was a devil who killed people without blinking. Even the chief Sun Wuji had no choice but to deal with him. He stammered, "Return... I'll return to the doctor's order. We don't clean the place here on weekdays because everyone is very busy and usually put it on the table to continue doing things the next day."

"I know, you go back." Gu Qing hesitated.

The clerk left carefully...

Half an hour later, Gu Qing walked out of the Ministry of Revenue and wondered whether it was his county seat or his minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He thought about Gu Qing coming to the gate of Fang Mansion.

When the concierge saw that it was Gu Qing and said with a smile, "Mr. Marquis, please come in."

"Okay, okay." Gu Qing bowed his hand and walked into Fang Mansion repeatedly and saw someone playing with throwing a pot. When he walked in, he saw that it was Fang Yiai. Compared with Fang Yizhi, Fang Yiai grew stronger and had a very healthy skin color. Gu Qing also picked up an arrow and threw it into the pot accurately.

"Why are you here?" Fang Yiai then discovered Gu Qing.

"It's getting late, come to your house for a meal." Gu Qing looked at Fang Yiai with a smile, "What have you done recently?"

"I didn't do anything." Fang Yiai said, "I'll go and say to my mother and cook a few more dishes."

"It's okay." Gu Qing hurriedly grabbed him, "I'll just take a bite, Brother Fang, where is your elder brother?"

"I'm in the study with my father, and I haven't come out for a long time." Fang Yiai threw an arrow into the pot.

As the two talked, a middle-aged woman came over, "Erlang, go and ask your brother and your father to have dinner."

As she spoke, she saw Gu Qing, "Gu Qing, you are here."

"Students pay homage to the teacher's wife." Gu Qing gave her a junior greeting.

"You kid, don't say hello," she said with a smile, "I'll cook a few more dishes now, and eat dinner at the teacher's wife's house. It's a rare trip for you."

"Then you are welcome." Gu Qing also said with a smile.

Fang Yizhi and Fang Xuanling walked out of the study. When they saw Gu Qing at home, Fang Yizhi stepped forward and said with a smile, "How about it, I went to the Ministry of Revenue on the first day and ran into a bag. Then Lu Yuan didn't treat you badly."
Chapter completed!
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