Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 84 This is not a human, this is a Bodhisattva!
Zhao Qi'an smiled, his eyes fell on the many officials of the Zongzheng Temple behind Ji Liyuan, and asked, "Everyone, is this true?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"We are no different from other ministries and halls. We have no rules here."

"It's just like home. Everyone is very easy-going."

All the officials of the Zongzheng Temple echoed this.

They were close and could hear clearly what Zhao Sicheng had just promised.

So much silver... was actually donated to the Zongzheng Temple!
And there will be more in the future!

Who is this?

This is not a human being.

It’s a Bodhisattva!
This group of poor officials had just instigated Ji Hengyi to step forward. They seemed to be following the lead of the Xinning Earl and surrounded the Xinning Earl, wanting to teach the new Temple Secretary a lesson.

But now.

Ji Hengyi was clearly still lying on the ground, covering his face and groaning, unable to stand up for a long time.

But all these officials from the Zongzheng Temple pretended not to see anything and surrounded Zhao Qian'an for a long time, asking about his well-being.

Who is Himeji Cheng?
Don’t we have only one Temple Secretary Zhao in the Zongzheng Temple?
Really unfamiliar.

"Zhao Sicheng, please."

The Minister of Zongzheng Temple, Duke Yingguo Ji Li, had a radiant look on his face. He smiled and stretched out his hand towards the ministry, making a "please" gesture.

Zhao Qi'an was not polite either. He glanced behind him and ordered the servants behind him: "Clean up the floor and send it to..."

He then remembered and asked Ji Liyuan, "Oh, I haven't asked yet, is there a storehouse in the ministry?"

Ji Liyuan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I..."

He almost wanted to take people there himself.

But he is the Minister of Temple and the Duke after all, so how can he just leave the God of Wealth here?
So, he changed his words when the words were on the tip of his tongue.

Ji Liyuan looked at the officials of Zongzheng Temple behind him, seeing their eager eyes, and pointed at one of them: "Ji Shiyi, take them to the treasury."

The official called Ji Shiyi walked out of the line stiffly, said "Oh", and went to help.

Ji Liyuan looked at Zhao Qi'an again, smiled, and extended his hand to signal, "Please."

Zhao Qi'an was not polite either. He walked towards the ministry with his hands behind his back.

……

As soon as you enter the hall, you will find that this small hall becomes crowded.

There were not many officials in the Zongzheng Temple, and including the clerks, there were only about twenty or thirty people.

But the problem is that there are as many as seventy or eighty people in the hall at this moment.

Ji Liyuan looked at Zhao Qian'an, and then looked at the followers who followed Zhao Qian'an into the hall.

The man with a rat-like appearance would be fine, but looking at his luxurious clothes, one can also tell that this plain-looking man is the confidant of Zhao Sicheng.

But the question is, what are these other people doing here?

"Zhao Sicheng, these people are..."

Ji Liyuan did not have any of the aura and airs of a "superior" at this moment. He pointed tentatively at the person behind Zhao Qi'an and asked.

Before Zhao Qi'an could speak, Gou Xiangxi beside him took a step forward, bowed to Ji Liyuan, and said with a smile:

"Your Excellency, you may not know that this is the first time that my master has served as an official, and he was personally appointed by His Majesty. He was afraid that if he failed to do his job well, it would be a loss of face for His Majesty, so he brought some people from his family to work with my master, so as to ensure that everything is done to perfection and live up to His Majesty's grace."

He paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled: "I have also checked, the officials of the nine temples and six ministries have the right to recruit clerks on their own." Ji Liyuan looked at the people behind Zhao Qian'an and Gou Xiangxi and said in astonishment: "That being said, this... this is too many people."

The total number of officials in the entire Zongzheng Temple was less than 30. At a rough glance, it was estimated that the number of people brought by Zhao Qi'an was almost the same as the number of all the officials in the Zongzheng Temple.

Gou Xiangxi said with a smile: "My Lord, don't worry. The monthly salaries of these people are all paid by my master."

"But this hall is so small..."

"Your Majesty, what you said makes sense! So my master is going to donate another sum of money tomorrow, specifically for the expansion of the main hall of the Zongzheng Temple, and also to renovate it..."

As he spoke, he pulled over a chair, wiped the back of the chair with his hand, and made a "tsk" sound with disgust on his face: "Tsk, how come this is made of ash? And the paint is peeling... No, no, if it's not rosewood, my master will get a rash on his butt if he sits on it!"

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Qi'an coughed twice, and Gou Xiangxi finally stopped talking.

Zhao Qi'an looked at Ji Liyuan, whose eyes were wide open, and cupped his hands. He said in a gentle tone, "If the Duke feels that it is inconvenient for my colleagues to bring these people with me, then I will send them back..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Liyuan grabbed his hand and said firmly, "Convenient, very convenient!"

Zhao Qi'an nodded and said, "Since it is convenient, then I am relieved. It should be time for duty now, right?"

Ji Liyuan waved his hand: "Although it is time to go on duty, Zhao Sicheng has just arrived..."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qi'an seemed to have not heard the second half of his words, and said to Gou Xiangxi: "Since it is time to go on duty, you can take the people to do the work."

"Yes, sir, don't worry."

Gou Xiangxi bowed to Zhao Qian'an with a smile, then stood up straight.

When he turned sideways to look at the person behind him, his expression had become serious, and he shouted sternly:
"Did you hear everything? Bring out all your weapons! Pay attention, if anyone slacks off, I will punish them severely!"

Following Gou Xiangxi's order, the people brought with them took out their abacus, writing brushes, inkstones, and paper, and shouted in unison:

"Yes!"

There was a murderous aura in this unison shout.

Ji Liyuan was almost frightened to the point of falling to the ground.

Gou Xiangxi turned around, saluted Ji Liyuan, and returned to his smiling face: "My Lord, where are your government's accounts and royal family genealogy?"

Ji Liyuan stared blankly at Gou Xiangxi, who had a fawning smile on his face, and then looked at the group of people behind him who were on high alert and had solemn expressions.

Are these people here to help with chores?
Are you really not here to confiscate the house? !

……

"pat, pat..."

Inside the ministry hall, the sound of abacus beads hitting each other could be heard one after another.

Ji Liyuan looked over with some concern, and saw that the people brought by Zhao Qian'an were going in and out of rooms like "Jia Ku" and "Bush Ku", and everyone seemed extremely busy.

Not only him, all the officials in the Zongzheng Temple sat in their official seats, looking up from time to time.

Ji Liyuan was dumbfounded. Wasn't it agreed that he would just inspect the documents in the library and see how the money allocated from the royal treasury in previous years was distributed?
This situation... doesn't seem like what was said.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Qian'an.

At this moment, Zhao Qi'an sat high in the hall with a calm expression. He sat in a higher position than anyone else and could take in the entire scene in the hall with just a casual glance. He could see at a glance who was slacking off and who was working seriously.

It was as if he was the highest official in the Zongzheng Temple.

He was sitting in Ji Liyuan's seat.

(End of this chapter)