Chapter 673

"What's up, Lord Xie? Did the LORD say a solution?"

"It's really evil this time. It's clear that the correct amount has been calculated. At the final summary, there will be less silver. I really don't believe it. After all, I checked with Lao Lin five times."

"What Lao Lu said is that the lower officials have verified it many times. How can there be such a big mistake?"

Several people spoke continuously, expressing their tension and fear.

Xie Guanghong didn't sell off.

After sitting back in his seat, he said what Murong Shen meant.

After that, he couldn't help sighing, "these are true. The Lord asked us to solve this problem as soon as possible without listening to my official's explanation."

The crowd was silent.

I don't know how long later, one of the officials slapped his right hand on the table.

"Why do you treat us like this? We never manage money, do we? Why do we have to fill in the vacancy in the Treasury now?"

"You're right. It's clearly a matter of the Ministry of household affairs. How is it related to our Ministry of etiquette?"

"All right, don't say a few words."

Xie Guanghong was as upset as these small officials.

But now is not a good time for them to scold the ninth Lord here.

Now what they have to do is to bear the word at most.

Anyway, they can't do anything now. They can only raise money.

"Now that the arrow is on the line, we have to send it. Instead of complaining here, let's think about where to borrow money."

Xie Guanghong raised his hand and let all the small officials under him shut up. This was a leisurely way, "OK, that's all for today. Let's go back first."

Anyway, nothing can be done here.

We might as well go home and think of our own ways.

Everyone seemed to understand Xie Guanghong's idea. They all looked pale, shook their feet and staggered away from the ritual department.

After they left, Xie Guanghong also went home with full of worries.

Money is really a problem.

His family background is not aristocratic, and his family is just a small thin field, which is only for his own study.

Although he is now a minister, he has not been an official for a few years.

The Chamberlain was only mentioned the year before last. The person who mentioned him was yuan Zhongbai, the Minister of rites.

To be honest, he is actually ashamed of sitting in this position.

Only in order that his family could really live a good life, he was shy.

However, as soon as I got on the top, something like this happened.

Money, if you want money, why does he have to work hard here in order to get the important position of the ninth Lord?

When Xie Guanghong had a splitting headache, Murong Shen was not in a good mood.

He thought for a while and planned to go out of the palace to relax himself.

Grandpa Luo was delighted when he heard this. He had long felt that his master was under too much pressure. He had to relax.

Now, as soon as I hear that the master is going out, he is the most excited, so everything is ready. It's really fast and complete.

After about a column of incense, Murong Shen set out with father-in-law Luo. What he was carrying was just a small package, which was hung on father-in-law's waist and covered with his coat. If he didn't look carefully, he really couldn't find it, because the color of the package was similar to that of his clothes.

I don't know whether it's luck or something.

As soon as they got to Jingzhong street, they saw Mingcheng and Wu Junsi traveling together.

Murong thought carefully. He seemed to be true. He hadn't seen them for some days.

Thinking of their identities again, he felt that he had found his 5000 Liang silver.

So he asked grandpa Luo to stop them and took them to Chunfeng building not far away.

Mingcheng and Wu Junsi were very surprised when they saw grandpa Luo.

When the other party said that the ninth Lord wanted to see them, he was even more frightened and almost fell to the ground.

In such an eventful age, even dandies like them can't live a good life.

The elders of the family have been telling them not to go through this muddy water.

Whether you support the ninth lord or not, you can't.

Mingcheng and Wu Junsi are naturally not satisfied.

When they first made friends with Murong Shen, he was still low-key and looked like a man who had no struggle with the world.

Only they saw murongshen's ambition and power.

That's why I followed Murong Shen.

Because of low-key, few people know this relationship.

Until something happened in Chunfeng building a few days ago.

The prince was abolished again. Murong Shen was born directly.

People know Murong Shen's power.

At that time, they immediately told their family that they were murongshen's people.

Unfortunately, it was not the excitement and joy of the family, but a random scolding at the beginning, and he was locked up for a while.

Well, very coincidentally, when murongshen was busy with his own affairs and forgot them, they happened to be cut off by their family.

So I don't know that Murong Shen didn't think of them as early as he was preparing to ascend the throne.

This time I should have met by chance.

"Mingcheng, are you going?" Wu Junsi asked Mingcheng with some hesitation.

Of the two of them, obviously they have more ideas than him.

"Go, why not?"

Mingcheng said as he took Wu Junsi to the spring breeze building, "you know, our master is the future emperor. If we brush his meaning at this time, won't we be busy in vain these years?"

Wu Junsi felt reasonable and nodded, "you're right. I want to leave."

Under Mingcheng's guidance, Wu Junsi even felt that this time he could bring family glory rather than simple enjoyment.

It has always been thought that his father and mother have been saying that he is good for nothing.

In order to prove his usefulness, he has tried every means to open several shops with Mingcheng. After tossing about for more than half a year, he has made some profits.

But silver is dead, but murongshen, the future emperor, is alive.

Thinking of this, there was no need for Mingcheng to say anything. In turn, Wu Junsi pulled his hand and rushed to Chunfeng building at his fastest speed.

In the spring breeze building, when they arrived, Murong was drinking tea and waiting for them faintly.

"See Master child."

They knelt down together with the same attitude as before.

"Get up."

Murong Shen nodded with satisfaction and thought in his heart that he didn't waste his mind. They still had some conscience.

"I don't know what the Lord told his subordinates to come here?" Mingcheng asked carefully after sitting down.

"It's really something. It's a little tricky now." Murong Shen didn't plan to beat around the bush. After all, he didn't have much time.

"What's the matter? Can his subordinates and Mingcheng help?" Wu Junsi sank his eyes. He seemed surprised to look at Murong Shen and asked carefully.

"I want to borrow 5000 taels of silver from two people, but I heard that you are doing business, so don't tell me that we don't have money, huh?"