My historian is dying every day

Shen Youfang said that in Xuzhou City, the only son of Zhang Linfang who could call himself "grandpa" was the son of Zhang Linfang, the official supervisor.

Qi Yu understood it clearly, and thought that it really was "Zhang".

Although he didn't know who this young master was, Qi Yu did have some impressions of his father, Zhang Linfang.Five or six years ago, when the Zhou and Lin families were gaining power, Zhang Linfang was also a seventh-rank sergeant under the Lin family. He used his relationship to raise funds for the official department. Before Qi Yu ascended the throne, the official department read Well, it's the local government's turn to do such a fat job as a supervisor.

The official is not big, only from the sixth grade, but the money is more than tens of millions?Xuzhou is the north-south transfer station, surrounded by six official roads in the past, and the repair money allocated by the imperial court every season, there are not ten carts, but nine carts, all of which are snowflakes and silver.

This time, Zhou and Lin were sacked, and the Lin family turned against the water to avoid death, but the head of the family, Taifu Lin, was dismissed, interrogated, and executed with several people involved in the case.This piece of Lin Fang has always been on fire with the Lin family, not only did he not get involved with it, but his son is so domineering and unrestrained, which is indeed a bit intriguing.

After much deliberation, it turned out that Zhang Linfang had already made arrangements around.

However, where does this dotted money come from?

Qi Yu smiled, stopped thinking about it, and only listened to what everyone said during the meeting about the reconstruction of the river.This matter has been talked about that the theater is about to close. When all parties left, Qi Yu left Shen You one step behind.

Shen Youfang was stunned: "Liu Shilang, what else can I order?"

"I can't talk about orders," Qi Yu said as they walked out with him, "I just want to ask Mr. Shen, but are you interested in taking care of the supervision?"

Shen Youfang raised his brows, was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Liu Shilang wants the grassroots, how do you manage it?"

It was already the second watch time when we returned to the house, Qi Yu ordered someone to fetch two books of accounts from the magistrate's mansion, and after only drinking a cup of strong tea, he ordered someone to find Gong Zhiyuan, and he also plunged into the study.

Gong Zhiyuan and Wen Yanzhi came back early, washed up and went to sleep. Just when they were in a daze, they were suddenly woken up and brought them to the study. They were afraid that the incident in the theater building would almost reveal their identity as the southern tour, and they would be arrested by the imperial envoy. After scolding for a while, standing in front of Liu Shilang at this time, it is inevitable that he shrinks a little.

But when he thought about it again, it was obvious that his colleague was an official, and Liu Shilang and Wen Yanzhi were the other, and he didn't come to rescue the siege when the incident happened just now, which really made people angry.

When the two clashed together, they were not too afraid anymore, they just poked their necks and said: "Liu Shilang leaked fluid and asked the subordinates to come here, I don't know why?"

Qi Yu was bored for several days, of course he didn't forget about the monkey's talkativeness in Wen Yan's room, but at this moment the matter was on his head, seeing Gong Zhiyuan's disrespectful attitude, although he was dissatisfied, he didn't bother to get angry, and just laughed He said: "Master Gong seems to be very reluctant to do things for the court." Then he pushed forward the two account books on the case, "I just got two books, and I just want to trouble Master Gong to have a look at them. "

When Gong Zhiyuan heard that it was a serious matter, he hurriedly folded his mind and took the two booklets: "...the account book made by the official supervisor?"

Qi Yu leaned on the back of the chair: "Look at this ledger, does it match the imperial court's transfer of money?"

Gong Zhiyuan stood by the case and turned around for a long while on the spot: "Liu Shilang, you are all right."

Qi Yu frowned, and was about to ask something else, but Gong Zhiyuan added another sentence: "But, it's too right."

"How do you say 'too right'?" Qi Yu asked, "Shouldn't the account book be right?"

Gong Zhiyuan flipped two pages to Qi Yu casually, "My lord, let me tell you that even if you are a good accountant like the Nine Mansions, there is still a theory that you can't explain the source of the state treasury's entry and exit. After all, the accounts are inconsistent. There is a slight difference in weighing, and the silver catties are not exactly equal, there is a slight discrepancy. But in this account, every silver catty is exactly the same, down to the smallest millimeter, almost like...like..."

Qi Yu looked down at the exact same numbers on the two books, and finished the sentence for Gong Zhiyuan: "It seems to have been copied?"

Gong Zhiyuan withdrew his hand, nodded hesitantly, thinking that if he said this, he would undoubtedly put the seal of "greedy on public money" on this official supervisor.He couldn't help asking: "Liu Shilang, who is this official supervisor?"

Qi Yu didn't answer him, his arms rested on the armrest, as if he was in deep thought, he just said quietly: "Master Gong, don't worry too much, go back and rest first."

Gong Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, "...Hey, I'm taking my leave." Halfway through the walk, he remembered something, and took half a step back: "Liu Shilang, today Wen—"

"Get out." Qi Yu raised his hand and closed the account book on the case.

Gong Zhiyuan had no choice but to stop, "Then, I will take my leave." After finishing speaking, he went out of the study.

Qi Yu watched the door close, after all he was stunned for a while, and called out, "Li Gengnian."

"The minister is here." A voice floated down from the beam to answer.

Qi Yu flicked open the account book on the table, and picked up a booklet at hand, "Go to the backyard and see if Wen Yanzhi is asleep."

Li Gengnian hung on the beam for a moment, "...? And then?" Come here, please?Want to reconcile?

Qi Yu raised his head and gave Li Gengnian a supercilious look: "Then come back."

Li Gengnian was disappointed: "Oh, I obey the order."

——The emperor wanted to see, why did he let the minister go?Minister, I don't quite understand.

Just after Li Gengnian went to the backyard to peek for a while, and went back to report to Qi Yu that the light in Wen Yanzhi's room was off and he must be asleep, the light in Wen Yanzhi's small courtyard suddenly turned on again.

A little while later, Wen Yanzhi put on his clothes and covered his stomach, and walked out of the room holding a candle.

This is the retribution of not eating during the day, which makes people so hungry that they can't sleep at night. At this time, no matter whether people have an appetite or not, their bodies can't stand it anymore, and they scream in their stomachs.

Wen Yanzhi was in a mess, he walked around the corridor to the kitchen, but almost bumped into someone's arms when he turned around the courtyard.

Wen Yanzhi was still in shock and took two steps back: "Who!" He picked up the candle lamp in his hand to shine a light on it, but stood still on the spot.

The person in front of him was actually Qi Yu.

Presumably, he had just finished dealing with things in the study and was about to go back to sleep.But Qi Yu's dormitory is in the north courtyard, and he should definitely not walk across the corridor across the courtyard. After all, the corridor here can only lead to...Wen Yanzhi's small courtyard.

——Your Majesty, do you want to see me?

Thinking of this in Wen Yanzhi's heart, he still felt a little bit of joy, but immediately wanted to see what happened in the theater just now, and this joy was immediately quenched by cold water.In fact, he knew that Qi Yu had deliberately avoided him these two days, and he had the businesslike tone of this morning again, which was the same as the indifference in the theater at night, the same as when his aunt shut the door of his uncle and stood there in the past. Exactly the same, it is the Cold War.But at the beginning, my uncle made my aunt angry because of taking a concubine. Wen Yanzhi thought about it for a whole day, and he couldn't even eat, but he couldn't think of what he did wrong.

——Could it be because that night... when I hit the crowd, I didn't hit it?

Wen Yanzhi looked up at Qi Yu's face, and on Qi Yu's unsmiling face at this moment, he caught a trace of panic that was barely visible.

——As if, as if, it could only be because of this reason.

——After all, that was the last speech between the two of them.

At this time, Wen Yanzhi looked at Qi Yu a little furiously, so he took a step back with a sullen face, turned around and wanted to go back.

Wen Yanzhi became more and more sure of what he thought in his heart, but his body had already reacted before his consciousness, and he raised his hand and grabbed Qi Yu's sleeve: "Your Majesty."

Qi Yu swept away his hand almost immediately, turned coldly, turned and left again.

Wen Yanyi was taken aback: Why are you so angry because you didn't hit the crowd?Besides, at that time, he even kissed me, why did he turn his back and refuse to admit it?

——They are all manly men, although the emperor is really a dragon-horse spirit, and it will be a long time to beat...the matter, so why be so stubborn?

Thinking of this, it really made him a little depressed, and he didn't know where the courage came from, he threw the candle in his hand, ran up two steps, grabbed Qi Yu's right hand firmly and dragged it back.

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, and then snapped angrily: "What are you doing, you idiot!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Yanzhi grabbed his clothes very tightly, he only looked serious, dragged and said: "My minister is now in good health."

Qi Yu: "...what?" What does this have to do with being healthy or not?Are you unhealthy to have such brute force?At this time, Qi Yu had been dragged by Wen Yanzhi across the corner of the corridor, and he was going towards Wen Yanzhi's small courtyard more and more. He remembered Wen Yanzhi's words "If it doesn't work, it won't work", and felt that Wen Yanzhi was playing another trick, but He really couldn't bear to use all his strength to throw the person away, so he yelled angrily: "Wen Yanzhi, what are you going to do! Let me go!"

Wen Yanzhi suppressed a flushed face, turned his head while holding his sleeve, paused every word, and said in a straight voice: "My minister, I want to fight with the emperor."

Qi Yu was completely stunned: "...Huh?"

--very?what?

——Is there something wrong with this idiot's brain?

He was stunned, and asked Wen Yanzhi to drag him forward a few steps, and finally he was so annoyed that he couldn't help blurting out: "Why are you so hypocritical about what you don't want to do!"

Wen Yan, who was walking in front, paused, his hands lost strength, he turned his head and asked him: "...don't want to? What is my minister's unwillingness to do?"

Qi Yu pulled back his sleeves: "Of course I don't want to be with me."

Wen Yanzhi's cheeks were flushed: "When did my minister refuse!"

"Then what did you say to Gong Zhiyuan the day before yesterday?" Qi Yu suddenly felt a little regretful as soon as he said it—couldn't this admit that he, as the king of a country, actually stole someone's voice?

Wen Yanzhi was also taken aback: "Brother Tong Gong? What did you say?" The two of them had to talk so much a day, how could he know which one it was.

Now that the matter has been like this, Qi Yu also lowered his face and said: "You said, if the matter with me is not going to happen, it will not happen. You also said that there is nothing in this world that has to be done."

After Wen Yanzhi heard this, he was stunned for a long time, and then he remembered that he had indeed said this, "...But, Your Majesty..."

Seeing that he remembered, but still wanted to argue, Qi Yu couldn't help sneering: "Why, what else do you have to say?"

Wen Yanzhi stared at Qi Yu in a daze, and tilted his head slightly: "Your Majesty, you... really didn't hear Wei Chen, what should I say next?"

Qi Yu paused: "...the next sentence?"

Wen Yanzhi blinked and looked at him.

——Looks like it's true, I didn't hear it...

——Then, because of this sentence, I was angry for three days?

Wen Yanzhi looked up at the moon and felt that the moon was really round.

Qi Yu was still nervously asking: "What is the next sentence? What is it?"

With a stick in his throat, Wen Yanzhi said with difficulty: "...it's nothing." He bent down and picked up the candle lamp he had just thrown away, the wick inside had been extinguished long ago.

Qi Yu snatched the candle from his hand, grabbed his arm and asked sharply, "What the hell is it? Tell me!"

Wen Yanzhi's eyes seemed to be filled with a spring under the moon, but his face was still solemn, and he said with a straight look: "That sentence... Your Majesty, it's better not to have heard it." Then he took Qi Yu's hand and licked his mouth Pi, said in a low voice: "This humble minister has the courage to ask the emperor to go back to the room with this humble minister."