Chapter 133 Fan Jian’s Sword

The Ministry of Revenue's inventory work continues. As the front line expands and the number of personnel invested in each department increases, some clues that can be used in the old books have been found.

The ministers of the inventory team finally felt relieved. No matter how many problems the leaders could find out about the Ministry of Revenue, as long as there was a good start, it would be considered to be a perfect image of the Ministry of Revenue under the leadership of Shangshu Fan.

The first problem lies in the amount of money sent to Cangzhou in the fourth year of Qingli, and the amount is not large.

But touching up from this line is like a snowball, the gap hidden under layers of cover by the old officials of the Ministry of Revenue is getting bigger and bigger, and gradually exposed to the eyes of the investigative officials in shock.

The prince and Yan Xingshu, the Minister of Personnel, were overjoyed and did not care about the request of Mr. Hu's Grand Secretary to make a sound. He ordered his subordinate officials to dig deep and dig deep, from the county to Beijing, digging up the complicated lines from the roots. Gradually, the evidence in his hands had approached Kyoto, that is, approaching those senior officials who could actually sign the signatures of the Ministry of Revenue.

The left and right ministers who had been in charge of the review of the Ministry of Revenue also began to be frightened. The account of this winter jacket was also planned, and they had the purpose of the past, but they never expected that so many things were involved behind the winter jacket worth only 100,000 taels of silver.

Whether it is the court or the merchants who set up the tent, what they are best at is to crush the large gap into countless small paper confetti and then sprinkle it into huge projects, like salt and snow, like water entering the flood river, and disappearing.

No one expected that the burden that the Winter Jacket had been sown was not done well, but instead revealed its strength.

The left and right ministers were staying at the Ministry of Revenue's Office all night. When the day was in full swing, they were ready to go to the Shangshu Mansion to find an idea. Unexpectedly, the prince said coldly. Before the matter was found out, the Ministry of Revenue officials were asked not to leave without permission. At the same time, the Supervisory Office and several close friends were transferred to the two ministers to keep an eye on them.

Since Fan Jian joined the officialdom, he has been working in the Ministry of Revenue. No matter how the name of the Ministry of Revenue changes before and after the new policy, or how the personnel structure in the court changes, he has been working as a small secretary. Nine years ago, he was the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue. At that time, the Minister of Revenue was old and sick, and his Majesty favored Fan Jian, but it was not convenient to be promoted beyond the level, so he forced the sick and old minister to occupy his position and prevent other forces from arranging personnel in, so that Fan Jian could lead the entire Ministry of Revenue as the Minister of Revenue.

Time flies, and nine years have passed. During these nine years, the Emperor of Qing State has been extremely favored by the Fan Mansion, and Fan Jian spent these nine years to manage the entire Ministry of Revenue into an iron-like interest group.

Very silent, not very silly interest group.

So when the investigation of the Ministry of Revenue began, all the officials of the Ministry of Revenue were looking up, looking at their Lord Shangshu, knowing that as long as Lord Shangshu did not fall, nothing would happen to them.

Today, the Ministry of Revenue seems to be in danger, but the ministers on both sides are unable to enter the Fan Mansion. For a moment, the officials of the Ministry of Revenue were panic and very uneasy.

The ministers on the left and right were not allowed to come, but Fan Jian has been operating in the Ministry of Revenue for a long time, and has fully understood the tense situation in the past two days. He knew that the prince and the founding land had found a deadly weapon in the Ministry of Revenue - the winter jacket of the soldiers in the north.

"This can't move me." Fan Jian sat in the study and drank the sour pulp. He squinted his eyes and said, "No matter who went to Cangzhou for inspection, the coats worn by the soldiers were of high quality. No matter how bad the officials were, they would not be able to make a fuss about the bitter cold of the soldiers on the side of Xu."

Today, he was not talking to the portrait. Sitting opposite him was a living person, a Qingke from the Fan Mansion, Mr. Zheng Tuo, who has always been highly appreciated by Fan Jian.

When Fan Xian fought a black boxing lawsuit in Kyoto Prefecture, the person in charge of the matter was Mr. Zheng Tuo. He was also an old official from the Ministry of Revenue in the past, because he was able to do things well. So Fan Jian simply asked him to leave the Ministry of Revenue and work with him as a more convenient identity as a guest.

After thinking about it, Zheng Tuo frowned and said, "That batch of winter jackets back then was not a defective product, but were extremely careful in workmanship and the materials used were also very particular. Of course, cotton was used in the three major warehouses in the inner warehouse, and cotton cloth was also produced in the first-level land warehouse. Some other accessories were even goods from Dongyicheng that were not used in the unspoken way. The court could not say that this was not the case...but..."

He wanted to speak but stopped.

Fan Jian smiled and said, "You have been with me for so many years. You should know that I am cautious in doing things, but when analyzing things, you are not afraid to consider them from the worst perspective."

Zheng Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "But the materials used for those winter jackets are good, so when the Ministry of Revenue traded land, it was also quite high. It seemed that there was a little more silver adjustment from the treasury."

"Speak straightforward."

"Yes, master." Zheng Tuo said: "The Ministry of Revenue cut off a lot of silver from the winter jackets, and then filled it all elsewhere."

"No," Fan Jian said with a expressionless face: "This batch of winter jackets has indeed cut off some silver. Those who were almost unable to pay the salary of the Beijing officials that month were almost unable to pay. Your Majesty did not know this situation. I couldn't bear to annoy Your Majesty. The inner treasury had not arrived at that time, and I had to prepare for the rewards of the Western Expedition Army in the second year. The ministry had no choice but to cut off some silver in this batch of winter jackets."

He waved his hand and said with a smile: "But the amount of this money is not large, and the amount of money is not filled elsewhere."

"Yes, sir." Zheng Tuo said with a worried look on his face: "The winter jacket is just one end. This time, the court's investigation department will always investigate more and more things like this. But these things that are about to fill in the deficits are closed to Beijing. I'm afraid... they will eventually point to the batch of silver that the department will transfer to Jiangnan."

Fan Jian sighed and shook his head and said, "There is no way. In fact, the transfer of silver to Jiangnan this time is mainly for the opening of bids in the inner treasury. This has nothing to do with An Zhi. It's just that as the Minister of Revenue, I also want the income of the inner treasury to be better. If the court does not use money to hedge against the Ming family, how could the Ming family be willing to pay so much money?"

He lowered his head and said softly: "Actually, at the beginning, I went to the palace to tell His Majesty about the transfer of this batch of silver."

Zheng Tuo was dumbfounded with a dead silence in the study and said nothing for a while. Now the excuse of investigating the Ministry of Revenue is that the Ministry of Revenue secretly transfers national treasury to Jiangnan for profit. But he didn't know that this time the large-scale silver mobilization... it was the palace that knew about it!

He finally calmed down before frowned and said, "Master, since it is the matter of Your Majesty's silent support. Let's just make it clear."

Fan Jian shook his head firmly: "Your Majesty has something to do with him... The court went to harm the Ming family of the wealthy merchant in Jiangnan. This matter has spread and its reputation is too ugly. But now the court and the people are speculating on that matter, and Your Majesty always has to investigate it."

He sighed and said, "If that's the case, how can we make it clear?"

"What should I do?" Zheng Tuo said in shock. The meaning of this sentence was very clear. It was originally something that His Majesty the Emperor presided over. Is it just to calm the discussion on matters, and Shangshu Fan should not be forced to be this scapegoat.

Fan Jian said calmly: "As a minister, of course, I have to share my worries for the emperor. The Ministry of Revenue's move to adjust the silver this time is too big, and it will not be able to cover it up. If the department is finally found out, it is a last resort, so I have to stand up for His Majesty to settle the matter."

The methods used by the court to deal with the Ming family were very disgraceful. Moreover, there were countless officials behind the Ming family as their backers. In order to ensure the stability of the Qing Dynasty's court, it was certainly impossible for His Majesty to disclose the specific matters of this method to the court.

Zheng Tuo was moved and sad, thinking that Fan Shangshu was indeed a purely loyal minister. At such a storm, he was still thinking about protecting His Majesty's face and the interests of the court.

"Sir, resign." Zheng Tuo said sadly: "It's already this time, there is no need to hold on."

Fan Jian shook his head, feeling uneasy.

Zheng Tuo once again persuaded him painfully: "I know you are not a rich man. Judging from the current situation, Your Majesty has long made your resignation in your heart, so he will stop investigating the Ministry of Revenue. As long as you resign as the Minister of the State Council, it will be considered as a matter of transferring national treasury. I believe that the second prince and the eldest princess will not be able to pursue and fight again. Grand Secretary Hu and Grand Secretary Shu will also speak for you..."

In fact, Zheng Tuo, as Fan Jian’s confidant, has suggested many times about resigning, but Fan Jian has not agreed. He sighed quietly and said, “Some things can be escaped without doing them…but he just can’t do them.”

Fan Jian lowered his eyes and said, "I have always been in charge of the Ministry of Revenue. The imperial court has been fighting for years and consumed countless money. The river has been missing for three consecutive years. No one in this world knows the degree of emptiness of the national treasury area better than me, nor does anyone know the current crisis situation better than me. All officials think that it is still a peaceful and prosperous era. In fact, who knows the dangers hidden under the grand scene?"

"But... Lord Xiao Fan has already gone to Jiangnan. As long as the inner treasury returns to the right path, the national treasury danger will inevitably ease." Zheng Tuo said anxiously.

Fan Jian laughed in his heart. If it weren't for the situation in the inner treasury that Fan Xian had fully grasped, and if His Majesty had not been confident that the situation in the Qing State Treasury would be resigned within two years, how could that holy emperor be willing to resign?

Thinking of this in his heart, his face was extremely painful and he said, "It is precisely because Fan Xianchu is in charge of the inner warehouse and the situation is very good that I can't leave at this time..."

Fan Jian sighed, "First, because it is a critical period of decline and prosperity, I dare not let go, and I want to take care of Your Majesty for two years. Second,... It is An Zhi, a kid, who seems calm and indifferent, but in fact he is a passionate and cruel person. If I really resigned, it would be because of the matter of transferring the silver land to the inner treasury... His temperament is afraid that he will immediately resign from the position of the inner treasury Transport Department and return to Beijing to seek justice for me."

Zheng Tuo looked shocked and thought carefully that what Lord Shangshu said was indeed somewhat reasonable.

"It's late, you go back first." Fan Jian closed his eyes and said, "As for the affairs of the ministry, don't worry too much. Although the fire of the various departments will burn one day and it will burn to our yamen or even our official, as long as we can last for a day, our official will stay for another day. And the fire is getting bigger, who knows how many people will be burned?"

At the same time, we have to prick the man sitting on the dragon throne through Zheng Tuo's mouth.

Only when that man believed that Fan Jian was loyal, stupid, stupid, but indispensable, Fan Jian... could continue to stand proudly in this dark Kyoto, watching Fan Xian grow up with a fatherly gaze.

"Are you all controlled?" Fan Jian looked at the letter, and the letter was sent to his son who was far away in Jiangnan, and then he spoke.

A man in black stood in front of him, bowed deeply, and said, "Jin Tuo and Yuan Bo'an, both have no children and no children. They are probably from the Supervisory Office."

Fan Jian frowned and said, "Yuan Bo'an is really from the Supervision Bureau? No wonder my in-laws fell so quickly."

The man in black said in a deep voice: "But Zheng Tuo has a nephew, who, according to his subordinates' investigation, should be his biological son, but he was afraid that the palace would threaten him with this son, so he never dared to recognize him."

Fan Jian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Very good, we can threaten him."

The man in black nodded silently, put his hands flat beside him. He saw that there was an extremely long calluse on the tiger's mouth of the man's right hand. If Fan Xian saw this detail, he would definitely think of the cocoon marks formed by the tiger guards of Gundam because they had been holding long hilts for many years.

Fan Jian looked at the man in black and said, "Follow me, there is really not much to do. You have been idle all these years, don't blame me."

The man in black laughed and said sincerely: "Eleventh year ago, my subordinates were unable to defend themselves, so that the palace maids around the empress dowager were killed by madmen. They were all due to the adults' old love and rescued them secretly. If it weren't for the adults' grace to save their lives, I'm afraid my subordinates would have been playing with maggots under the loess over the years."

Fan Jian shook his head with a smile and said, "You are so frivolous and unrestrained that you don't look like a tiger guard at all. No wonder Your Majesty dislikes you the most back then."
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