"With what the Holy Lord is doing now, it's really unpredictable!" the middle-aged Confucian shook his head and sighed.

"Don't care so much! Let's do the things at hand first!" Xu Fan said.

"Nanting, there's something you still need to do!" Xu Fan called.

"The proprietor, please command!" The middle-aged Confucian surnamed Shi Nanting is a friend of Xu Fan for many years, who is knowledgeable, more sophisticated, and has extraordinary ability. It's just that the science is not smooth, and he has not been tested for many years. Now that Xu Fan is paying homage to the prime minister, there is no one available around him, so he repaired a letter and invited him over, Shi Nanting also cherished this opportunity, counting on being able to recommend an official and a half-position through Xu Fan, an old friend, so he was naturally concerned about Xu Fan's task. Now when he heard Xu Fan's order, he hurriedly bowed slightly and responded.

"Now there is not much money and grain left in the treasury, once something happens, I am afraid that it will need to be dispatched from the counties around Chang'an, I want you to go to the surrounding places to run around, and count the existing money and grain in the treasury of various places, so as to know in your heart. Xu Fan said.

"I'm afraid the results are not optimistic!" said the middle-aged Confucian worriedly.

"Alas, let's do our best first!" Xu Fan naturally understood the other party's worries, the treasury is still like this, and the local treasury still doesn't know what the chaos will be!

The middle-aged scribe nodded, agreed, and then asked, "Then in what name shall I go?"

Xu Fan said without thinking: "Later, you take my note, go to the household department to find Li Chen to open an official document to check the treasury of various places in Jingzhao, you take the official document, and then bring the soldiers of the household department, and then go down to inspect!"

"The proprietor is clever! The new official has taken office with three fires, and the proprietor is in charge of the household department, and it is also the right thing to inspect the treasury of various places, and others will not see anything!" the middle-aged scribe flattered.

Xu Fan smiled and waved his hand to signal the other party to step back.

The middle-aged scribe bowed down after taking the note from Xu Fan's handwriting.

"Ming Xuan!" Xu Fan called again.

"The little monk is here!" the young monk hurriedly stood up straight and listened.

Xu Fan was touched by the other party's sudden respect, smiled, and said: "You are young, your legs and feet are sharp, let you go this farther way!"

"Despite the proprietor's orders, you can't eat and live in the prime minister's mansion for nothing every day! Outsiders will gossip when they see it!" said the young monk jokingly.

"Haha, that's fine! I'm just bothering you to go to Hebei and other places to get a detailed understanding of this year's grain output in various places, as well as the grain prices in various places. It's just that you still have to pay attention to safety!" Xu Fan said.

"Don't worry, the proprietor! Ming Xuan is not a good-for-nothing wine and meat monk, he has also learned boxing and kicking for a few years, and he is waiting for a few big men, and the little monk is not in his eyes!"

Xu Fan smiled and said, "Yes, you are a capable wine and meat monk!"

"Haha! or the proprietor knows me!" Monk Mingxuan laughed, and after saying goodbye, he turned around and left.

After the two left, Xu Fan lowered his head and finished reading the unfinished recital, then raised his head, stretched his hands and feet, leaned back, and leaned on the back of the couch.

When the housekeeper Lao Xu saw it, he hurriedly brought a cup of strong tea, and at the same time took off a wet towel on his shoulder, and after seeing Xu Fan take two sips of strong tea, he put the wet towel on Xu Fan's forehead.

Suddenly, a sense of coolness seeped into Xu Fan's heart and spleen, and the tiredness of his body seemed to be a lot less!

"What's in there?" Xu Fan's eyes closed slightly and he asked.

"Peppermint!" replied to Xu.

"It's the seafood that the stinky boy picked up again, right?" Xu Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and there was no reprimanding look on his face.

"It is indeed sent by the Grand Duke from Shengzhou! However, the Grand Duke said that this mint is not a new thing, it has been introduced to the Tang Dynasty more than 100 years ago, and it has been recorded in the "Tang Materia Medica" written by Su Jing, a scholar in the Xianqing period. However, the merchants came to Datang from afar, in order to maintain the medicinal power, they mostly made it into incense pills, such as benzoin, dipteroscope, etc., although this practice also left some mint effect, but under the smoke and fire, dyed with fire, its cool effect is not as good as before! As for this fresh mint leaf is even rarer, I heard that only a few mint trees are planted in the imperial garden of the palace, and they are served by the saint like a treasure. But according to the Grand Duke, it is only an inferior product in the mint tree, after all, the season and region are different, Chang'an is not very suitable for the growth of the mint tree, and those better mint tree merchants can't plant even if they bring it, how dare they dedicate it to the saint?"

"As for the mint trees sent by the Grand Duke, they are the most precious varieties of mint trees, and they are also the most effective medicines! Among the items sent by the Grand Duke from Shengzhou last month, there were several mint trees, all of which were sent together with the soil in a special box cart!"

"The Grand Duke also said that he will send a few fresh ones every month in the future, so that you don't save it, just use it!"

Lao Xu said with a smile on his face. The eldest prince in his mouth is naturally not Xu Fan's two sons, but Xu Chen, a disciple accepted by Yuzhang. After all, being a teacher for one day and a father for life was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in ancient times, especially in the officialdom, the relationship between master and apprentice was far more solid than that between father and son! Not to mention that Xu Chen and the others were all orphans, and Xu Fan, a teacher, regarded him as his father, and Xu Fan naturally regarded these promising young people as his own flesh and blood.

For this reason, even Lu Hao and others were called "second son" and "third son" by Lao Xu...... As for Xu Fan's original two sons, they were called "eldest young master" and "second young master" to distinguish them.

When Xu Fan heard this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but what he said was a reprimand: "This stinky boy! I know how to put my mind on these things! Let him enter Beijing as much as possible, but he will not live or die! If he comes, I also have someone around me to help him, why is it that now as a dignified prime minister, there are few people who can use it under him, and I have to do everything myself at my age!"

The housekeeper Lao Xu was massaging Xu Fan on his forehead with both hands according to the massage technique taught in Xu Chen's letter, and when he heard this, he also said with a smile: "The Grand Duke, the prince didn't also say it, this is to study hard in Shengzhou! Wait until next year's imperial court examination and then enter Beijing to catch the exam, lest people say that they are relying on the name of your prime minister, the master, to pass the examination!"

"Listen to his nonsense! These stinky boys can spend an hour a day reading, and I'm going to burn high incense!

"Then how many hours does the old man think it takes to read books every day to get into the Jinshi?" asked Lao Xu with a smile.

"It will take three or four hours to do anything!" Xu Fan thought about it and said seriously.

I don't know how those literati who are exhausted every day but still fail to do so will feel when they listen to it?

The housekeeper Lao Xu smiled and still gently massaged Xu Fan.

After a while, Xu Fan waved his hand to signal Lao Xu to stop, then stood up and said, "Change clothes, change court clothes, I want to enter the palace to face the saint!"

Lao Xu hurriedly walked out, but when he heard Xu Fan behind him get up, he held his waist and said: "Lao Xu! Go back and let the stinky boy send a few more sets of tables and chairs! This new house is too big and not enough! I am used to using tables and chairs, and I am really a little guilty of using this case!"

Lao Xu smiled and nodded yes.

Just when Xu Pan was discussing with the strategists, An Lushan and his party also entered Chang'an, and soon after resting at the post house, the new Hubu Langzhong Jiwen who got the news came to visit.

"Oh yes! Brother Ji is going to torment my little brother! How can I let you come to me, big brother? It should be the little brother who comes to visit me in person! Damn! Damn! The little brother has just arrived in Chang'an, and the things are not ready, so I was going to visit the eldest brother's mansion later, but I didn't expect the eldest brother to come in person!" An Lushan saw Ji Wen enter the house, and hurriedly got up from the large couch, but his body was too bloated, and he struggled several times, but he still couldn't get up.

When Ji Wen saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to stop An Lushan's movements, and said, "Brother, you and I are serious!

As he spoke, Ji Wen took the opportunity to sit opposite the desk in front of An Lushan and sat opposite him.

More than half a year ago, when Ji Wen went to Pinglu to investigate the case, in An Lushan's mansion, although the two also talked happily, Ji Wen would never dare to be so casual in front of An Lushan. After all, An Lushan was a town at the beginning, and he Jiwen was just a small Facao in Jingzhao Mansion, and the identities of the two were very different, and Jiwen naturally maintained awe of An Lushan.

However, now, Ji Wen is already a high-ranking official in the household department, and he is in a key department such as the household department, although the grade is still a little worse than An Lushan, but the real power can spread throughout the entire Tang Dynasty, and further it is one of the nine Qings, it is not impossible for him to go to the pavilion to worship the prime minister, and it is really much more noble than the soil emperor on An Lushan!

For this reason, in front of An Lushan, Ji Wen had already asked himself to be a head above the other party, and he also followed the other party's honorific title in his words, as if he was the eldest brother: "I came to visit my brother today, but because my eldest brother has been a little depressed recently, and I can't find anyone to talk to, so I have to come to you!"

An Lushan didn't hear about Ji Wen's changes, and still smiled heartily: "The eldest brother came in to add an official to the knighthood, and now he is the real God of Wealth of our Tang Dynasty!

When Ji Wen heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he sneered: "Bullshit God of Wealth!"

As soon as An Lushan saw it, he knew that Ji Wen really had something on his mind, so he asked carelessly, "What's on your mind, big brother?"

Ji Wen was about to speak, but he remembered the warning of his boss Li Chen, the head of the household: "Xu Xiang has an order, this matter must not be spread without his instructions!"

This was originally a harsh remark made by Li Chen in the name of Xu Fan, thinking that this was a big deal after all, Xu Fan definitely didn't want them to spread Yang Kai. However, he didn't want to face Ji Wen, the red man in front of the right minister, alone, so he had to pull out Xu Fan's tiger skin.

How do you know that Ji Wen now understands the current situation of the household department, and has long lost the joy of being promoted that day, and only attributes this qiē to Xu Fan's plan, secretly thinking that he has fallen for Xu Fan's tricks from the beginning, and naturally hates Xu Fan! Li Chen would be fine if he didn't use Xu Fan's name, but now he uses it, but Ji Wen has a resentment in his heart.

After a lifetime of resentment, he said this important thing without concealment: "The bullshit God of Wealth! Have you ever seen the penniless God of Wealth?"

"What does Big Brother mean by this?" An Lushan asked.

"This year's spring tax in the south has not been confiscated at all, and I am afraid that the autumn tax will not be collected at all!"

Hearing this, An Lushan, a martial artist, didn't react, but Yan Zhuang, the strategist beside him, suddenly brightened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and a smile spread out......