Chapter 569

The steward of jubaozhai is indeed commendable. He can not only complete the task perfectly, but also keep his heart in the face of millions of huge wealth. She is not greedy for every penny. If Jiang Pengji doesn't reward him well and let him get the reward he deserves, who will work hard for herself in the future?

Even if she knows that the steward of jubaozhai can do this, it must be Gu Xin who has left behind secretly, but the reward is clear and can't be stingy.

Therefore, in addition to the 200000 Guan awarded to the delivery caravan, she also took an additional 20000 Guan from the private Treasury to the steward.

Xu Ke has been helping Jiang Pengji manage her private library. He will record every expenditure and income in detail. When he sees these two expenditures, Rao is used to his master's great pen and still can't help but wonder... It's 220000 Guan. It's not 220000 Guan.

Do you know the concept of 220000 Guan?

Just take out ten thousand of them, you can buy a county magistrate or magistrate's position from Dongqing, donate one hundred thousand, and be a famous and real sheriff.

It's not a big deal. What's a big deal?

Xu Ke looked at these two expenditures and sighed. When he saw another entry, he was so surprised that he even lost his brush.

The annual revenue of the National Treasury is only 90 million to 150 million. His Lord is just a county magistrate. He occupies the whole territory of Fengyi county and earns nearly 20 million in a few months... Xu Ke held back his impulse to scream.

To this end, he was in a trance and almost floated to the government hall of Xiangyang County.

Feng Jin looked up and saw that Xu Ke, who had not been seen for months, was thinner than he remembered. He said with concern, "look at Xiaoyu. It's very heavy to come to Maolin county. If you're too tired, it's better to discuss with the Lord and have a rest at home for two days?"

Xu Ke was stunned and replied, "Ke is all right..."

The government affairs of Maolin county were indeed very busy. At the beginning, Xu Ke was very busy. The sun and moon were dark. Xu Ke almost forgot what it was like to sleep... Fortunately, he successfully survived that period and everything was on track. The next things let the people under him do according to the articles of association. Xu Ke only needed to deal with some trivial chores and strengthen supervision and inspection.

Feng Jin was surprised and looked around Xu Ke.

Xu Ke is still wearing the old clothes made by his aunt and Xunmei a few years ago. The old clothes that originally fit him look empty at this time.

"Make up more. You've lost a lot of weight."

Feng Jin has a lot of work in the past six months. It is reasonable to reduce two points. However, the food in the government office is too good. In addition, he has a virtuous and meticulous wife around him. Leng is ruddy, like a flower carefully watered and served.

Xu Ke nodded, still absent-minded.

Before they could say a word, Xu Ke frowned with strange footsteps outside the government office, accompanied by tuneless Qu'er.

Feng Jin said, "it should be Zishi."

Zishi?

Xu Ke is very busy in Maolin county. Occasionally, he has time to care about things in Xiangyang County, among which there is Fengzhen play.

It is said that this person is addicted to cold food and loose, and his behavior is uninhibited. Based on this alone, Xu Ke's first impression of Fengzhen is below the qualified line.

Xu Ke said, "fengzishi?"

Feng Jin nodded.

As soon as the voice fell, a green Confucian shirt almost floated in, with a little wine smell all over his body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth hummed a song of unknown tune. He mechanically said good afternoon to Feng Jin and turned around to deal with his own affairs.

Xu Ke, such a big living man, was ignored by Fengzhen.

"Drinking?" Xu Ke was surprised.

How dare the Lord indulge Fengzhen and allow him to drink during his work in the government affairs office?

Feng Jin sighed and said, "the Lord asked Dianyin to stare at him and didn't allow him to use cold food or drink too much. He didn't know where he hid the wine. He must be drunk during his lunch break every day, but his government affairs were excellent and didn't make mistakes."

For Jiang Pengji, as long as her subordinates didn't step on her bottom line, she was happy to indulge them and allow them to have their own personal hobbies. Feng Zhen can keep half a pot of wine a day under the siege of Dianyin. It's impossible without Jiang Pengji's acquiescence.

Feng Jin and Xu Ke are both models of self-discipline in their private life. They certainly don't like Fengzhen who runs counter to her, but Jiang Pengji hasn't been investigated. They can't restrain Fengzhen, so they can only see for the net.

They didn't deliberately lower their voice, and Feng Zhen listened openly.

He hissed and laughed at the two men.

Dianyin has a strong encirclement and interception, but there are policies at the top and Countermeasures at the bottom. He hides several jars of wine and drinks it secretly. It's a little fun.

Not to mention, his wine friend is still their Lord Jiang Pengji. It would be strange if Dianyin could find out.

He thought proudly. As soon as he looked down, he found that there were two more rolled attributes on the table, and the fire paint had not been opened.

A letter to him?

Feng Zhen opened it and woke up most of the time.

"Oh - no!"

Feng Jin heard the news and asked, "what happened?"

Feng Zhen pinched his chin and said, "I never knew I was a sweet cake. Everyone competed for it."

Feng Jin and Xu Ke look at each other in surprise. Someone wrote a letter to Fengzhen with the intention of soliciting him?

"It's interesting to sign this name. It's windy in the sun. EH - why is this name so similar to Huaiyu?"

At first glance, the time of signing the letter was half a month earlier than that of Wei CI. However, the geographical distance was different. He was the first to receive Wei Ci's letter.

Wind bosom?

Isn't that Feng Jin's brother Feng Jue?

Xu Ke turned his head. Sure enough, Feng Jin's expression was black, as if he had rinsed a thick layer of black paint.

"That's my brother." Feng Jin replied.

Feng looked at the letter in surprise and then at Feng Jin.

Feng Jue and Feng Jin are brothers?

Are you sure it's a mother?

You don't have the same temperament.

Compared with some unruly and rebellious Feng Jue, Feng Jin is a noble son of a decent family. Her gestures are like measured by a ruler. She is neither distant nor close. She does things in a straight way... It's not surprising that Feng Zhen doesn't associate them together.

After half a ring, he smiled and said, "the man assisted by Huai Yu has great ambition, and the Lord can't be under others. If these two people fight, there must be a war. In the future... The situation between your brothers is inevitable."

Feng Jin's face darkened again.

He hates Huang song!

I really don't know what enchanting soup Huang song poured into fengjue. How can fengjue help after a mere eunuch?

"Hum, each is his own master. If there is such a day, Jin should clean up the door."

Feng Jin snorted, and her sense of Fengzhen was also poor.

Feng Zhen doesn't care. His character is not suitable to deal with these upright men.

Opening another letter, Feng Zhen tut said, "it seems that Huang song does have some ways."

Feng Jin raised her eyebrows, "what's the matter?"

Feng Zhen said, "I have a good friend, you may know him too. His surname is Cheng, his name is Jing, his word is Youmo, and he is one of the four disciples of Mr. Yuanjing. Now he is in Zhaiyang County of Huang song and highly praises him. He even wrote a letter to me for Huang song... If Huang song has no ambition, ghosts don't believe it! I said, should we start first? Lest there be endless trouble later?"