The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Despite the soldiers' "extreme cooperation," the inventory work proceeded slowly and could not be rushed.

The more anxious you are, the more mistakes you are likely to make in the rush.

Lord Li, who had been sitting calmly in his tent, could no longer remain seated.

He personally went to the site to supervise the process.

But as expected, an accident still occurred.

Li Changhe watched from the sidelines and had to admit that it wasn't that these soldiers weren't dedicated to their duties; they would never go west if told to go east.

But he's clumsy and careless; he always loses something or leaves something behind.

The items on the list were packed in different cars, and it took almost half an hour just to find the items on that list—an infuriatingly slow pace.

At lunchtime, Young Master Pan invited the officials from the Ministry of Revenue to have lunch.

One soup, two dishes, and unlimited rice.

No one complained; the military camp was located in the countryside, and the conditions were quite basic.

It's good enough to have a hot meal.

After eating and drinking to their heart's content, people become lazy and lethargic.

Work resumed in the afternoon, but the progress was still not as good as in the morning.

Li Changhe was anxious inside, but dared not show it on his face.

I had no choice but to do it myself.

"Brother Yan, you've worked hard, you've worked hard!" Pan Zheng said with his hands behind his back, looking like he was on an inspection tour, and winked at his younger brother.

Yan Yu immediately understood and got up to walk to the side with him.

What he was thinking was, "Could it be that Brother Pan has figured something out?" Indeed, Lord Li didn't understand them and only thought they were crude, which was why he always "did good intentions but ended up doing bad things." Pan Zheng had spent quite a bit of time with them, so he should have some sense of it.

She was ready to give her full explanation.

But don't want to.

"Don't let Lord Li see us. I finally managed to find two, let's eat them discreetly." Pan Zheng handed over a watermelon.

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment.

His hands moved faster than his brain; he caught it, supporting it with his right hand while gently delivering a chop to the neck with his left.

click!
The melon split open in the middle.

He handed half of it back to Pan Zheng.

Yan Yu broke off the remaining half and ate it piece by piece.

Upon seeing this, Pan Zheng immediately gestured for her to help him break off his bond as well.

The two brothers squatted on the ground together, eating watermelon.

"These people in the Ministry of Revenue aren't doing their jobs well either. I don't think they'll finish today, and they're probably not going to be able to finish tomorrow either," Pan Zheng complained, spitting out watermelon seeds.

Yan Yu glanced at him, speechless.

So this person really didn't realize they were stalling for time.

You overestimated him.

"Brother Pan, what's the background of this Lord Li?" Yan Yu asked.

Pan Zheng was not known for his good temper, yet he seemed rather polite to this Lord Li.

“Wu Wang’s men.” Pan Zheng mimicked Yan Yu’s method of eating a melon in one bite, munching away as he mumbled, “Wu Wang is in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, which is the purse box of the Great Jin Dynasty. Everyone in the court gives him face. My family usually doesn’t care about these things, but my father is still in Xizhou, and with the army on the front lines, the Ministry of Revenue has to make things convenient for the people and horses when it comes to the allocation of money and provisions.”

"Brother Pan knows so much." The chubby boy looked at him with admiration.

Pan Zheng, feeling elated, generously gave the remaining whole watermelon to his younger brother.

Yan Yu collected all the watermelon rinds; she could peel them and add them to the dishes for dinner.

"Young master, the eldest young master has arrived!"

"What? My older brother?" Pan Zheng stared blankly, looking towards the approaching sound of hooves. "Hey! It really is my older brother!"

"Big brother! Your little brother is here!" Pan Zheng waved his arms happily.

His eyebrows and eyes were beaming, and a strong sense of joy was written all over his face.

"Big brother, did you come to pick me up?" Pan Zheng ran up to him and asked with a smile, "Did Grandmother send you? So that you know that I have some business to attend to and can't leave for the time being..."

"I've come on official business." Pan Dai dismounted briskly, carefully examined his younger brother, his expression softening slightly, and said, "Pan Dai, the commander of the Central City Garrison, has been ordered to escort the supplies being transported by the Pingxi Army into the capital." The garrison troops he brought immediately dispersed, subtly surrounding the officials of the Ministry of Revenue.

Pan Zheng asked naively, "No more handover with the Ministry of Revenue? Can we go directly into the city?"

As Pan Dai passed by him, he gently shook his head.

His gaze then fell on the chubby boy standing to the side.

"Commander Xiao Yan?"

Yan Yu quickly stepped forward, beaming, "Greetings, Commander Pan!"

Pan Dai was the commander of the Five Cities Garrison, a sixth-rank official.

Despite their low rank, these positions were actually held by the sons of noble families, not just in name only. Once their terms were up, they were directly transferred to the military. These were rare senior positions that did not require them to leave the capital for training.

The Central City Military Command is also half a level higher than the other four city military commands because it governs the inner city.

Yan Yu's mind quickly flashed through the resume of this eldest son of the Duke's mansion.

In his youth, he served in the army with his father. After getting married, he took his wife to Yuzhou. They have a son and a daughter. Three years ago, he was transferred to the capital and served as the commander of the Central City Military Command.

She secretly decided to find out the civil and military officials in the capital and their respective duties.

This time we were in a very passive position.

If I had known I could connect with Brother Pan, why would I have foolishly waited outside Beijing?

“Brother Yan, what are you calling him? That’s so formal. This is my elder brother, you should call him that too.” Pan Zheng said in a mock scolding tone, then turned to his elder brother with a smile and introduced him: “Brother, this is Yan’s younger brother, you can call him Xiao Er if you want, he’s my newly recruited younger brother.”

Pan Zheng had an arrogant look on his face.

He was extremely satisfied with his younger brother, Yan Yu.

I wish everyone knew.

"Brother Pan!" Yan Yu called out shyly, and before anyone could react, she added, "Brother Zheng, the mission is important. Our eldest brother is here, I'll go and chase the people from the Ministry of Revenue away right now!"

The chubby boy looked like an impatient, sycophantic dog.

This is exactly what Pan Zheng wants.

He didn't notice the subtle change in how Yan Yu addressed him.

"Yes, hurry up and chase them away!" Pan Zheng was quite perceptive. His elder brother was able to come, but he only said he was escorting him to the capital without specifying where. Even if he was a bit clueless, he could sense that something was wrong. What Ministry of Revenue, what Assistant Minister Li, what Prince Wu's people—at this moment, they all suddenly seemed to be in his way!
Pan Dai suddenly said, "Lord Li is also carrying out orders, so please be polite."

Pan Zheng immediately restrained himself and gave Yan Yu a wink.

Yan Xiaodi immediately understood, dropped his fawning act, and politely asked the person to leave.

Li Changhe came over, exchanged a few official words with Pan Dai, did nothing more, and left with his men.

Pan Dai also assigned several people to escort him.

Both sides acted with dignity.

Xiao'an Camp quickly broke camp.

The previously chaotic handover site was quickly tidied up, with everything in its proper place.

Pan Dai took in this little trick.

This gave me a deeper understanding of General Yan, whose fame had spread to the capital.

She is quick-witted and meticulous.

He made his silly little brother very happy.

"Brother, where should we send these?" Pan Zheng couldn't help but ask.

The outsiders have all left, and now we're all on our side. Surely we can talk about it now.

"Didn't your father give you any instructions before you came?"

Pan Zheng thought for a moment and said, "It didn't say anything, it only said to transport it to the capital, and to hand it over to His Majesty."

"Since it's up to His Majesty to decide, why aren't you more vigilant when the Ministry of Revenue sends people?" Pan Dai was older than his youngest brother, and usually sided with him when his younger brother got into trouble. So, he patiently taught him a lesson.

"The national treasury is not full, and disasters have been reported one after another in various places. His Majesty has used private funds to make up for the losses several times. The items you transported to the capital this time came from a rebel king. Since it involves the royal family, it is most appropriate for the palace to intervene."

Of course, it's also good that the Ministry of Revenue preemptively put the spoils of war into the treasury; you've done your job.

But you've done the job, yet you haven't received any credit. (End of Chapter)