Xia Qiang went to revise the official document. Zhu Pingan looked at Hu Wei and his uncle Zhu Shouren and asked, "Mr. Hu, uncle, have you figured out the result? How much grain do we need to ask for from Suzhou?"
"Sir, I don't think I made a mistake in my calculation." Hu Wei was in the wrong situation but didn't realize it. After calculating again, he still got the same answer.
Zhu Pingan looked at his uncle Zhu Shouren, "Uncle, have you figured out the result?"
"Ahem, I also think that Brother Hu is not wrong." Uncle Zhu Shouren coughed, and he chose to believe Hu Wei again.
On the one hand, when Hu Wei was calculating just now, he used an abacus and straw paper and calculated very carefully.
On the other hand, my uncle Zhu Shouren was not good at calculations and could not even use an abacus. He was fine with small numbers, but he had no idea how to calculate large numbers. The amount of food and grass was beyond his ability to calculate. What else could he do if he didn't trust Hu Wei? He couldn't calculate it himself, so he had to choose to trust Hu Wei.
For a moment, Hu Wei and uncle Zhu Shouren looked at Zhu Ping'an as if to say, "I was not wrong."
"Mr. Hu, how many days are there in a month?" Zhu Ping'an asked Hu Wei helplessly.
"Of course it's thirty days." Hu Wei replied without hesitation.
"How many days did Mr. Hu calculate?" Zhu Ping'an looked at Hu Wei with burning eyes and asked slowly.
"Of course I calculated thirty..." Hu Wei replied without thinking, but he remembered what went wrong halfway through his sentence, "Oh, my God, I think I calculated it based on ten days..."
"Ah?! You calculated it based on ten days?" Uncle Zhu Shouren panicked and looked at Hu Wei nervously and asked, "Then the gunpowder and weapons you calculated for me were also calculated based on ten days?"
The corner of Zhu Ping'an's mouth twitched. Uncle is still uncle and hasn't changed at all.
"No." Hu Wei shook his head.
"Oh, that's good." Uncle Zhu Shouren breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, he couldn't relax.
"Because you calculated the consumption for half a month, I first calculated it based on one month, and then subtracted it by half. In other words, I calculated it based on five days..." Hu Wei said a little embarrassedly.
"Five days..." The uncle's face turned black. "Brother Hu, I trusted you so much. You really let me down."
"You can't blame me for this. Didn't I ask you to do the calculation? And you were right." Hu Wei couldn't help but complain.
"If I can figure it out, do I still need your help?" the uncle said righteously.
Oh my god, what you said makes so much sense that I am speechless. Hu Wei was completely speechless.
"Hehe, nephew, would you like to take a look at the official document I wrote?" Uncle Zhu Shouren asked embarrassedly while holding the document.
"Uncle, do you think it's necessary for me to watch it?" Zhu Ping'an asked with a wry smile.
"Hehe, wait for Brother Hu to calculate it again. After we revise it, we will show it to nephew." Uncle Zhu Shouren said embarrassedly, put away the document and put it back on the table.
etc.
There seemed to be a piece of paper under the document placed by his uncle. Zhu Ping'an had sharp eyes and saw it immediately.
Zhu Ping'an stepped forward to pick up his uncle's documents.
"After the numbers are changed, please take a look at it, my dear nephew." Uncle Zhu Shouren was a little nervous and held down his official document.
"It's okay, it's not the official document I want to see." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and pulled his uncle's hand away. Under his uncle's nervous gaze, Zhu Ping'an picked up the document and saw another document below.
When Uncle Zhu Shouren saw that Zhu Ping'an had seen the official documents hidden underneath, a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
Zhu Ping'an picked up the official document below and laughed as soon as he saw it. He laughed out of anger.
The official document from my uncle was written in imitation of an official document requesting gunpowder weapons, but the content was actually a request for silver.
In an official document, my uncle requested that the Suzhou Prefecture allocate 3,000 taels of silver to reward the soldiers and boost their morale so that they could give full play to their strength and be willing to die for their country in the upcoming war against the Japanese.
My uncle's appetite was really getting bigger and bigger. He would secretly ask for money from me, and each time he asked for three thousand taels of silver.
What a bullshit reward for the soldiers. Given his uncle's character, the way he did things secretly behind his back, and the cold sweat on his face, Zhu Ping'an knew very well that as long as the three thousand taels of silver were taken down, it would all go into his uncle's pocket.
"Uncle, what is this?"
Zhu Ping'an picked up the document requesting money secretly written by his uncle, looked at him with burning eyes, and asked indifferently.
"My dear nephew, please listen to my excuse, no, explanation." Uncle Zhu Shouren suddenly blushed.
"Then go ahead and make excuses." Zhu Ping'an said calmly.
"Ahem, explain. Explain to my dear nephew." Uncle Zhu Shouren coughed and emphasized repeatedly.
Zhu Ping'an looked at his uncle Zhu Shouren without comment. His uncle Zhu Shouren shut his mouth awkwardly and stopped emphasizing his excuses or explanations.
"My dear nephew, it's like this. I heard you say that the Japanese pirates are about to attack Suzhou. You asked Brother Hu to get food, Brother Xia to arrange the training, and I asked for gunpowder and weapons. The war is about to start."
"War is no joke. There's an old saying that the most important affairs of a country are sacrifices and war. Since we're going to fight a war, then uncle must help nephew to find out the shortcomings and make up for them. When it comes to fighting a war, the right time, right place and right people are indispensable. As the saying goes, 'the right time is not as important as the right place, and the right place is not as important as the right people'. 'The right people' is too important in war."
"How to improve 'harmony among people'? Uncle thought of the saying that a big reward will always bring courage. If we want to improve the morale of the soldiers, what better way is there than to give them a reward? If there is a reward, then give them two."
"So, I applied to Suzhou Prefecture for three thousand taels of silver. When the time comes, I will give one tael to each soldier. I am not afraid that they will not fight hard to kill the Japanese."
"Brothers fight together, fathers and sons fight together in battle. I am the eldest uncle, and this is what an uncle should do. Nephew, you don't need to thank me..."
Uncle Zhu Shouren's stories became smoother and more confident as he spoke. It was obvious that he was really good at telling lies.
Watching his uncle lying quietly, Zhu Ping'an also commented on this test in his heart: Hu Wei and Xia Qiang were both careless people, unreliable, and incapable of handling major military affairs. He did not trust them to do it. As for his uncle Zhu Shouren, he was even more unreliable. He was cunning and treacherous, pretending to obey but secretly disobeying, and was always causing trouble. He was a money-grubber. If he came to help him, he would only work hard to make money for him. As long as the money was in place, his uncle would even sell out the Zhejiang Army and himself...
So, it’s better to send them away as soon as possible.
Zhu Ping'an made up his mind.
Forget about Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick and all that. My temple is too small to accommodate three big Buddhas like you.