Li Yuheng bent down and said, "There is no one in the world who knows arithmetic better than you, the Minister of Household Affairs. Even if Li Junche turned over the entire Beidi Kingdom, no one would be able to see the accounts you made."
Li Lin was able to sit in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue because of his real ability.
Every year when the Beidi Kingdom begins its year-end calculations, there is never a single mistake in the Ministry of Revenue. This is because Li Lin, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, is a master of arithmetic.
To raise the grain case, Li Junche transferred three people from the Ministry of Punishment, including Song Zhiyuan, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment.
The accounts previously recorded by the Ministry of Accounts have been obtained by the Ministry of Punishments.
After Song Zhiyuan checked it, he didn't find anything strange inside.
Judging from the accounts, both the quantity and the price of money are correct, and the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue is not lining his own pockets.
Several cities selling grain seeds have sent people to investigate, but if they want to completely convict Li Lin, they have to find problems in these accounts, otherwise Li Lin can get away with it just by passing the blame.
Song Zhiyuan was dizzy. He rubbed his swollen eyeballs with his right hand and frowned, "Your Majesty, I can't find any evidence from the account books."
Everyone knows the abilities of Li Lin, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance. We thought that as long as there was a problem, there would be clues. But now it seems that we still underestimated him.
The people Li Junche asked to investigate the case also looked at the account books and saw nothing.
Go to the palace in the evening.
Man Qiu walked into the study with a cup of tonic.
Since returning home, Li Junche asked Butler Li to set up an extra table in the study for Wen Jinhe.
The two of them work together at night.
"My lord and princess, it's time for supper." Man Qiu put the supplements on the round table in the middle of the study and asked the two of them to stop what they were doing.
Wen Jinhe put down the book, sat in front of the round table, looked at the things in the bowl and frowned, "I don't want to eat this, I want to eat barbecue."
Man Qiu stopped serving soup and looked at Li Junche in embarrassment.
Li Junche was reading the account book brought back from the Ministry of Justice. Hearing Wen Jinhe's words, he put down the account book in his hand and stood up and walked over, "No, this is the medicated meal that Doctor Zhou specially asked the kitchen to prepare according to your physical condition. You must eat it."
Although Wen Jinhe's previous illness was feigned, her body did need to be nursed back to health.
Li Junche planned to make her gain ten pounds.
Wen Jinhe glanced at the chicken soup in the earthen pot, and could still smell the faint smell of medicinal herbs on the tip of his nose. He pouted and lowered his head, "Chicken soup at night is too greasy, and it's full of meat. I don't want to eat it."
Man Qiu explained in a low voice: "Princess, the chicken fat has been skimmed off a long time ago. It's not greasy at all."
"It's too sweet. I want something salty." The tonic chicken soup has brown sugar in it, making it red and black in color.
Man Qiu served a bowl of chicken soup with a little shredded chicken in it.
Li Junche picked up the bowl and sat down opposite Wen Jinhe, blew on the hot air, picked up a spoon and fed her, "I've been in the kitchen for more than an hour, and I know you don't like sweets that much, so I deliberately put less sugar in it, so I just drank a bowl."
Wen Jinhe raised her chin and took a sip from Li Junche's hand. She had been eating medicinal food for several days. She was really tired of it.
Wen Jinhe didn't want to eat the chicken left at the bottom of the bowl, "I'm full."
Ignoring Li Junche's hand holding the spoon, she stood up and leaned on the couch, turning her head away and not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Li Junche saw that she had a childish attitude, so he had no choice but to eat the chicken at the bottom of the bowl.
Man Qiu quickly filled another bowl and handed it to Li Junche.
Li Junche finished the bowl of chicken soup with chicken in a few mouthfuls.
Man Qiu left the study with the bowls and chopsticks and closed the door.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Jinhe sat up and stared at Li Junche, "How about letting the kitchen serve kebabs? Clear your mouth."
Li Junche walked over and pulled Wen Jinhe up, with a doting smile on his face, "I have never seen someone eat roast mutton to clear their mouth. Eating spicy food at night is not good for the stomach. Doesn't it mean that you are already full?"
Wen Jinhe leaned in Li Junche's arms and turned his head, "When can we stop the medicinal diet? Those are all too sweet."
Li Junche held Wen Jinhe's slender waist with his broad palms, "Whenever there is meat here, stop."
Wen Jinhe turned his head and glared, "It doesn't look good if you have fat on your waist."
Li Junche kissed Wen Jinhe on the face and said, "Even if your weight doubles, no one will be more beautiful than you. Be good and bear with me."
Doctor Zhou said that Wen Jinhe must recuperate his body while he is still young. The longer he delays, the harder it will be to replenish his body.
Wen Jinhe turned around and hugged Li Junche's neck, stretched out his index finger to touch Li Junche's eyebrows, "You have been frowning all night. What troubles have you encountered?"
Li Junche sighed, put his arm around Wen Jinhe's waist, picked him up, walked to the desk, and put him down.
"It's the account book of the Ministry of Household Affairs. The case of raising grain crops is now in my hands. There is no problem with the confessions of the people and the government. It's just that the accounts are so perfectly falsified. I asked many people but couldn't see the problem."
Wen Jinhe adjusted his sitting position and picked up the account book that Li Junche was reading just now.
"How come the accounts of this household department are so complicated to remember?" It's so dense that it's dazzling to see.
Li Junche explained: "After Li Lin became the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he asked his subordinates to keep records according to his accounting method, saying that it was convenient for year-end calculations."
Wen Jinhe raised his eyebrows and asked everyone in the household department to record according to one's own habits. The secretary of the household department had a rather big face, "I'll show you."
No matter how complicated the ancient accounts are, they are just the same thing.
If you want to steal money from here, the methods are basically the same, there are just a few.
Li Junche raised his eyes in surprise, "I forgot about you. Look carefully. It doesn't matter if you can't find it."
Wen Jinhe has more than a hundred shops and workshops in his hands, with a monthly turnover of more than a thousand taels. Although they all have their own accounting rooms, Wen Jinhe has a general ledger in his hand, and each transaction in it is worth more than a thousand taels.
Wen Jinhe sat on the chair, and Li Junche stood aside and watched, helping Wen Jinhe turn pages and get things from time to time.
Wen Jinhe changed an account book into Arabic numerals and wrote it on a huge piece of white paper.
Looking at the stepped symbols and numbers, Li Junche was very puzzled, "What kind of words are these? Why can't I understand them?"
Although he didn't care about accounting before, he could still understand an account book when it was placed in front of him.
But what Wen Jinhe wrote was like a heavenly book, with one circle after another and no one could understand it.
Wen Jinhe put away his pen and spread the paper on the desk, "This is a new accounting method I created. No one except Man Qiu and Man Dong knows about it. Even if they get the account book written by me, no one else can read it." Understand."
Wen Jinhe's general ledger was written using Arabic numerals and modern accounting methods in order to prevent the ledger from being leaked and letting outsiders know her assets.
Wen Jinhe explained to Li Junche in detail what each Arabic numeral meant, and how to convert tens, hundreds, and thousands of digits.
Li Junche gradually understood. Although he couldn't react immediately when looking at the numbers on the white paper, he could still notice the convenience of this set of accounting numbers.
