Rise From the Humble

In the afternoon, an urgent memorial was sent from Taicang Bank to Wu Yishen, with a copy attached to the Ministry of Industry.

In the Ming Dynasty, only officials above the fourth rank had the right to submit memorials directly, while officials below the fourth rank could only submit memorials through the General Affairs Department.

As a sixth-grade official, Zhu Ping'an was not qualified to report directly. However, as a member of the inspection team, although Zhu Ping'an was not the chief or deputy envoy, when he came down with the inspection errand, Emperor Jiajing had already awarded each of the inspection envoys the unqualified The Secretary of General Affairs has the right to report directly.

Therefore, after Zhu Pingan watched the Ku soldiers carrying silver, he directly wrote a memorial and sent it to Xiyuan.

The news of Zhu Ping'an's report soon reached the ears of Zhang Guanku and others. In their territory, it would be strange if the information was not well-informed.

"No, why is this person named Zhu so ugly and so eager to submit a petition with a pale face? It concerns our Taicang people, but we Taicang people didn't even let us Taicang people submit our names to the petition."

After Wang Kushu heard the news of Zhu Pingan's memorial, his face was stunned, and then a little angry. He sneered at Zhu Pingan who was in a hurry and despised him.

Half an hour ago, after listening to everyone's analysis of Zhu Ping'an's proposal to replace the bank door, he thought about how to get a piece of the pie.

This is a solid achievement. After the warehouse door is replaced, Taicang is safe for a day, and the person who proposed to replace the warehouse door will have a day of credit.

However, I never expected it.

Zhu Ping'an, this stinky boy, was so crazy that he looked so ugly in order to gain credit.

Just to break a goal, issue an urgent memorial? ! You are so crazy!

This is a public tool for private use!

I originally saw a gold mountain, and I wanted to get a share of the pie and take a few gold bricks home, but in the blink of an eye, the gold mountain was taken away. Not only that, the man dug three feet into the ground, not even a hair on it. Not left. So at this moment, Wang Kushu felt as if a volcano was about to erupt, and it was difficult to control himself.

"What do you think of him? He doesn't even care about the rules in order to gain some merit." A treasurer named Liu next to him also complained.

"Hehehe, this is a good thing. Think about it, he is anxious to arrange a way out. He knows that nothing can be found in the inspection, so he simply finds a new way to achieve a feat. He cannot pick watermelons, and peaches are also fruits. With this A capital, to put it bluntly, will give him a life-saving straw even if there is a flood in the future."

"It's just a peach, just pick it. As long as our melon garden is in good condition, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"How great, he is smart and it saves us trouble."

However, Treasurer Zhang who was sitting next to him suddenly smiled. He crossed his legs leisurely and held a cup of tea in his left hand. He scratched the tea lid with his right hand, and the fine Longjing tea in the cup flew like a dragon. , circled around the tea cup, and then a burst of hot air exploded in the cup. Suddenly, the refreshing fragrance of tea rippled in the tea cup.

"Oh, yes."

After listening to Treasurer Zhang's words, others also thought of this.

Compared to surviving this inspection smoothly, and compared to the wealth of Taicang Bank, this small contribution to the Treasury is nothing, not even a drop in the bucket.

"As for you, learn more from Chen Ping (Zhang Siku's courtesy name is Chen Ping), stand a little higher, and take a longer view." Zhang Guanku glanced at the crowd, gently closed the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand, and pulled it slightly He twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

"That is, that is"

Everyone in the room said yes, and the atmosphere was great.

After a while, Jia Langzhong walked in with a smile on his face. After entering, he greeted everyone with a smile, handed a copy of the memorial to Zhang Guanku with both hands, and said: "Master Zhang, this is the copy of Zhu Ping'an's memorial. , I had someone silently write a copy.”

"Master Jia is back, where is the boy named Zhu?" Everyone said hello to Mr. Jia, and then couldn't wait to ask about the news about Zhu Ping'an.

"Oh, him, he followed the messenger to Wuyi Hall to deliver the memorial." Jia Langzhong smiled and replied.

ah?

Everyone was slightly startled when they heard this, and then couldn't help laughing. This man named Zhu was really crazy.

For fear of being robbed of the credit, he directly followed the messenger to deliver the memorial to ensure that the credit would fall into his own pocket.

Belly sinister heart of a gentleman!

Everyone despised Zhu Pingan even more.

After Zhang Guanku received the memorial, he unfolded it and read it. After a moment, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he twitched the corner of his mouth and showed the memorial to everyone.

"No one in Kumen can thank him for writing with such brilliant literary talent and sincere feelings. For the sake of merit, he really took great pains."

"If you raise the Kumen to the height of the country and the country, you won't be afraid of getting out of his way."

After everyone read Zhu Ping'an's memorial, they felt sour again and complained. Of course, the atmosphere was still good.

Zhu Ping'an followed a messenger to Wuyi Hall in Xiyuan, and another messenger was ordered to deliver the appendix of the memorial to the Ministry of Works.

Officials from the Ministry of Industry were speechless after seeing the attachment to this urgent memorial.

The Taicang bank inspection has not yet begun, but the inspection team has been decimated and only Zhu Ping'an is left.

This news spread throughout the six departments, and the Ministry of Industry naturally knew the news a long time ago.

It's just that Zhu Pingan, who was so single and didn't check the gold and silver account books in Taicang's bank, got into a fight with Kumen. Zhu Pingan's head was kicked by a donkey, and he couldn't tell the direction.

Of course, some people thought of grabbing credit and guessed that Zhu Ping'an was preparing for a retreat. Officials in Taicang could think of this, and officials from the Ministry of Industry could naturally think of this too.

"Hey, it's so lively, what's going on?"

A fat one-eyed man wearing a third-grade official uniform wandered in from outside. He glanced at everyone with his shining one-eye and asked cynically.

"Master Yan is here."

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

As soon as the officials from the Ministry of Industry saw the one-eyed fat man, they all greeted him with arms crossed and a flattering look on their faces.

Can I not please you? This is the son of the chief minister of the cabinet and the actual controller of the Ministry of Industry - Mr. Yan Shifan. And not only was he born and powerful, but the most important thing was that Yan Shifan was very clever, and his IQ and strategizing were the best in the Ministry of Works. Anyone who opposed or did not cooperate with Yan Shifan in the Ministry of Works was swept away by Yan Shifan like autumn leaves.

After saying hello, everyone handed Zhu Pingan's folded hands to Yan Shifan.

"Haha, good literary talent"

Yan Shifan only glanced at it and took the entire memorial into his eyes. He chuckled, praised it, and then ordered a minister, "The Taicang Silver Treasury is the foundation of the country. Since the Treasury Gate has been in disrepair for many years, it is natural to pay attention to it. Immediately We have a thousand catties of fine iron and ten skilled craftsmen, and they work hard to forge the warehouse door for days."