After the judge left, Lang Wuxu walked back and forth under a big locust tree in the corner of the yard with his hands on his back. His face looked very anxious, restless, and seemed to be full of thoughts.

Occasionally, someone passed by, but he didn't dare to look at Lang Wuxu. He just bowed and left. Lang Wuxu seemed to have no mood to pay attention to the people coming and going. He had his eyebrows locked, but muttered in a low voice: "Stamping is a big article. If you don't stamp it, it's not the priest's intention...Stamping, not stamping..."

He walked back and forth for a long time, and the official boots guessed the crisscrossing marks on the ground, and looked up from time to time, hoping that the judge would come out quickly.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting, but finally saw the judge coming in a hurry. Lang Wuxu brows raised, showing a little nervousness, and hurriedly waved. The judge came over with a letter in his hand, and was about to salute, Lang Wuxu said anxiously: "No need to be a judge, tell me quickly, has Chu Huan stamped it?"

The judge handed over the official letter and said, "Report to the Lord, I send the official letter to you, Lord Chu quickly stamped the seal!"

Lang Wuxu opened the official letter, which clearly covered the seal of the head of the Duzhi Cao. He breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyebrows locked up again, and asked in a low voice: "What did Chu Huan say when you sent the official letter?"

The judge replied: "Mr. Chu said nothing."

"Nothing said?" Lang Wuxu narrowed his eyes: "He didn't ask why he needed so much silver?"

The judge shook his head and said, "I sent the official letter in, saying that this was the herb silver that Sitiantai wanted to transfer. Before Master Chu could finish the official letter, he didn't ask for the number of questions, so he took out the official letter and took the seal. He seemed to have glanced at it and did not say a word, so he stamped the seal. Until when Master Chu left, he said that this matter cannot be missed, and it must be handled as soon as possible!"

Lang Wuxu spread his eyebrows, looking like he suddenly realized, and couldn't help but say to himself: "I knew this was this long ago, so it was, so it was, so it was, so it was, it was indeed!"

The judge said in a daze: "What did the lord say?"

Lang Wuxu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you go back first!"

The judge, the second monk, was confused and bowed, and then he murmured to himself, "Chu Huan always reviewed the other silver payments, just like the money belongs to his own family, but when he arrived at Sitiantai, it was related to the affairs of the emperor, and he didn't even say a word of nonsense... There is an article, it seems that this person came to the Ministry of Revenue, and the emperor was really willing to do it..." He wandered under the big locust tree, thinking about it. After a while, he seemed to have made some decision and left the Duzhi Cao Courtyard with his hands on his back.

Chu Huan approved Si Tiantai's silver and made another cup of tea.

Si Tiantai used silver, but in fact the emperor wanted to use silver himself. Chu Huan also knew in his heart that 500,000 taels of herb silver per quarter were simply astronomical. The Taoist priests in Si Tiantai must have made huge profits from it, but Chu Huan knew even if the number of herb silver doubled, his seal would still be stamped.

Today's emperors seem to be obsessed with the minds of practicing Taoism, setting up the Tiantai, and building the Tongtian Hall. These two places seem to be bottomless pits, swallowing the empire's finances.

Chu Huan knew more or less that whether it was the establishment of Sitiantai or the construction of Tongtian Hall, some officials in the court had made suggestions and expressed their harm. However, whenever his emperor, who could tolerate advice, seemed ruthless and cruel whenever he encountered obstacles in practicing Taoism, he was angry with Longyan because he dissuaded the establishment of Sitiantai and the construction of Tongtian Hall. He ended up miserably. It was a blessing that his emperor dismissed from office and was dismissed from office and was sent to the frontier. It was a common occurrence for the whole family to be beheaded.

Even during the construction of Tongtian Hall, if there are any mistakes in the area, the responsible officials will undoubtedly die.

The six ministries' yamen, the most dangerous one now is the Ministry of Works. In the past few years of building Tongtian Hall, the Minister of Works was replaced like a lantern, dismissed from office, and the heads were removed from office. There were many officials in charge of the construction of the Ministry of Works below who were specifically responsible for the construction.

Although Chu Huan was impulsive, he was still very calm most of the time. He had already figured it out clearly. For His Majesty the Emperor, the biggest reversal scale now is practice Taoism. Anyone or matter that hinders the affairs of Taoism will be solved ruthlessly.

Although His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have some appreciation for him and even wanted to use him to do certain things, Chu Huan understood more clearly that in His Majesty the Emperor, he was nothing more than a slightly inconspicuous pawn. If he hindered the affairs of Taoism, His Majesty the Emperor would never have any feelings for the small head of the Ministry of Revenue.

Worrying about the country and the people is certainly a good thing, but without that weight, it is just a pity.

Chu Huan knew very well that as long as he had any mistakes in Sitiantai herb silver, he would not have the emperor to attack him, and Hu Bufan and his men would definitely take this opportunity to kill him.

Chu Huan can only make a happy attitude when something is powerless to change.

He was just curious now that the Ministry of Revenue's opinion must be submitted to Menxia Province. It is really an unknown number whether the people in Menxia Province will collect grain with a large sum of money or purchase grain with IOUs.

Chu Huan could not have any impact on this matter, but he could clearly understand the consequences of the two decisions.

Chu Huan had something to do, and Lang Wuxu also had something to do. He walked into the house with a beautiful copper jar in his hand. Seeing Chu Huan leaning against the chair and closing his eyes to rest, he gently knocked on the door frame. Chu Huan opened his eyes, Lang Wuxu was already smiling and said, "Sir Chu, are you still worried about national affairs?"

Chu Huan stood up and smiled and said, "My lord made fun of him. He just hated himself for his limited ability and could not help much, so he was a little ashamed."

"But don't say that." Lang Wuxu went over with great mercy and said with a smile: "You have only been to the Ministry of Revenue for a few days. Could it be that you want to get familiar with all matters so quickly? I came to the Ministry of Revenue, but it took me many years to gradually get through with the help of my colleagues. I was anxious and couldn't eat hot tofu. Lord Chu took everything slowly, don't worry, I have already informed the officials who oversupported Cao and would do my best to help you."

Chu Huan thought to herself: "It's a great thing if you don't interfere with it. How can you still want your help?" But Lang Wuxu suddenly came over with a kind look on his face. Chu Huan only felt that things were a bit weird. He didn't know what the cunning guy was going to have. He laughed calmly: "I'll have to worry about everything in the future." Then he asked: "Sir, come, do you have any instructions?"

Lang Wuxu hurriedly smiled and said, "I almost forgot if I don't say it." He lowered the exquisite copper jar in his hand and said, "Mr. Chu, can you guess what is here?"

Chu Huan came over, looked at him for a few glances, shook his head and said, "You have little knowledge, but you really can't guess it."

"Tea!" Lang Wuxu smiled and said, "This is an authentic high-quality tea. One or two gold coins can only cost one ounce. In a year, this kind of tea can only produce about twenty kilograms at most. Do you think it is precious?"

Chu Huanqi said, "So expensive?"

The lid on the top of the copper jar has a shape of an oriole sprawling with its wings slightly. Lang Wuxu opened the lid and immediately emitted a strong tea fragrance from the inside.

"Master Chu, do you know this tea?" Lang Wuxu put the copper jar forward and asked with a smile.

Chu Huan looked at the shape of the tea leaves, with a tight and slender curly shape, and the color was green. He shook his head. Lang Wuxu smiled and said, "This tea is called Jintan Que Tongue Tea, the best among the tea leaves."

Chu Huan smiled and nodded, "As soon as you look at the color and smell the fragrance, you will know that it is extraordinary."

Lang Wuxu covered the lid and said, "I heard that Lord Chu seems to like drinking tea very much. He must be proficient in tea ceremony, so he brought this can of Golden Temple Bichon Tea. If Lord Chu doesn't dislike it, he will stay and taste it!"

"How dare you!" Chu Huan said hurriedly: "How dare the officials receive such precious tea?"

Lang Wuxu said: "Master Chu is just seeing the outside world. Only in the hands of those who are experts can show its value. Among the officials in the capital, there are not many who know the tea ceremony. If this Golden Temple Crooster Tea is taken out, it will not show its value. However, since Master Chu is a native of this Tao, you can just taste it well. As the saying goes, a good horse is paired with a good saddle, and a treasure knife is paired with a hero. This Golden Temple Crooster Tea is given to you, but it is also the right person."

Chu Huan was wary of his heart, and he didn't understand why Lang Wuxu was so enthusiastic. He was just a person who was quite sinister and cautious, and said without hesitation: "The Minister of the Secretariat misunderstood. In fact, Xiaguan only drinks tea casually on weekdays, and is really an outsider for the tea ceremony."

"I'm humble!" Lang Wuxu put the copper jar on the table next to him, waved his hand and smiled, "Master Chu may still not know me, but after a long time, you will know that I am a good friend." His body leaned forward slightly and whispered, "Master Chu, I have a lot of top-quality tea leaves in my government. I don't know if Lord Chu has time tonight, so I will go to the humble house. Let's talk about the tea ceremony!"

Chu Huan was stunned, and Lang Wuxu immediately said, "Mr. Chu, I sincerely invite you to the wet house to have a gathering. Don't be dissatisfied. When I went out today, I had already ordered the mansion to prepare well and just wait to entertain Lord Chu in the evening. If Lord Chu refuses, the wet house will be in vain."

"This...!" Chu Huan looked at Lang Wuxu's expression and seemed to sincerely invite him. After pondering for a moment, he finally said: "If the Minister of the Secretariat loves him so much, if Chu Huan refuses, he will not be able to express himself."

Seeing Chu Huan agree, Lang Wuxu spread his eyebrows and stood up and said, "Since that's the case, let's just say that. Wait for Lord Chu to come to the humble house in the evening!" He said goodbye very affectionately.

Chu Huan sent Lang Wuxu out. Looking at his back, he felt that this person invited him. It was an excuse to talk about the tea ceremony, but for a moment he really couldn't figure out what Lang Wuxu sold in the gourd.

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