In the afternoon, an urgent memorial was sent from the Taicang Silver Treasury to Wuyi, with a copy to the Ministry of Works.
In the Ming Dynasty, only officials of the fourth rank and above had the right to submit memorials directly, while officials below the fourth rank could only submit memorials through the Tongzhengsi.
As a sixth-rank official, Zhu Ping'an was not qualified to submit a direct memorial. However, as a member of the inspection team, although not the chief or deputy inspector, when the inspection assignment came, Emperor Jiajing had already granted each inspector the right to submit a direct memorial without going through the Ministry of Public Security.
Therefore, after watching the warehouse soldiers moving the silver, Zhu Ping'an directly wrote a memorial to the Western Garden.
The news of Zhu Ping'an's memorial soon reached Zhang Guanku and others. In their territory, it would be strange if they were not well-informed.
"No way, how can this Zhu be so greedy and so anxious to submit a memorial? This is related to our Taicang, but he didn't even let us Taicang people submit a memorial with our names attached."
When Wang Kushu heard the news of Zhu Ping'an's memorial, he was stunned, and then a little angry. He sneered and looked down on Zhu Ping'an who was in a hurry to submit the memorial.
Half an hour ago, after listening to everyone's analysis of Zhu Ping'an's proposal to replace the silver vault door, he thought about how he could get a piece of the pie.
This is a solid achievement. After the warehouse door was replaced, Taicang was safe for one day. The person who proposed to replace the warehouse door has made a day's contribution.
But, I never expected it.
Zhu Ping'an, this brat, is so cruel that he is so greedy in order to grab the credit.
Just to break a door, you sent an urgent memorial?! You are so crazy!
You are using public resources for personal gain!
He had seen a mountain of gold and wanted to take a share of it and take a few gold bricks home, but in the blink of an eye, the mountain of gold was taken away. Not only that, the man dug deep into the ground, leaving nothing behind. So Wang Kushu felt like a volcano was about to erupt, and he could hardly control himself.
"Don't you think he is that serious? He even disregards the rules for a little achievement." A treasurer named Liu nearby also started to complain.
"Haha, this is a good thing. Think about it, he is anxious to arrange a way out. He knows that he can't find anything in the investigation, so he simply finds a new way and takes credit for it. If he can't pick watermelons, peaches are also fruits. With such a capital, to put it bluntly, even if there is a flood in the future, he will still have a life-saving straw in his hand."
"It's just a peach, so just pick it. As long as our melon garden is safe, isn't it wonderful?"
"How great! He's smart and it saves us a lot of trouble."
However, Secretary Zhang who was sitting next to them suddenly smiled. He crossed his legs leisurely, holding a cup of tea in his left hand, and gently scraped the tea lid with his right hand. The fine Longjing tea in the cup danced like a dragon, circling the cup. Then a burst of hot air exploded in the cup, and immediately, the refreshing tea fragrance spread in the cup.
"Oh, yes."
After listening to what Treasurer Zhang said, others also thought of this.
Compared with the smooth passage of this inspection, compared with the profits from the Taicang Silver Treasury, this small achievement of the treasury is nothing, not even a drop in the bucket.
“As for you, you should learn more from Chen Ping (Zhang Siku's pen name is Chen Ping), stand higher and look further ahead.” Zhang Guanku glanced at everyone, gently closed the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand, slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, and said lightly.
"That's, that's..."
Everyone in the room said yes, and the atmosphere was very good.
After a while, Doctor Jia walked in with a smile on his face. After entering, he greeted everyone with a smile, handed a copy of the memorial to Zhang Guanku with both hands, and said, "Sir Zhang, this is a copy of Zhu Ping'an's memorial. I asked someone to copy it from memory."
"Master Jia is back. Where is the boy named Zhu?" Everyone greeted Doctor Jia, and then couldn't wait to ask about Zhu's safety.
"Oh, him. He followed the messenger to Wuyi Palace to deliver the memorial." Doctor Jia smiled and replied.
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Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this, and then they couldn't help laughing. This guy named Zhu was really crazy.
For fear that someone else might steal his credit, he followed the messenger in delivering the memorial to ensure that the credit went into his own pocket.
Judge a gentleman by your own standards!
Everyone despised Zhu Ping'an even more.
After taking the memorial, Secretary Zhang unfolded it and began to read it. After a moment, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he pulled the corners of his mouth and showed the memorial to everyone.
"It is a pity that he wrote such a brilliant and heartfelt article. He really put a lot of effort into it for the sake of achievement."
"If Kumen is elevated to the level of a country and a people, there is no need to worry about hurting his waist..."
After reading Zhu Ping'an's memorial, everyone felt sour and complained, but the atmosphere was still very good.
Zhu Ping'an followed a messenger to Wuyi Palace in Xiyuan, and another messenger was ordered to deliver the attachment of the memorial to the Ministry of Works.
After seeing the attachment to this urgent memorial, the officials of the Ministry of Works were speechless.
Before the inspection of the Taicang Silver Vault began, the inspection team had already suffered heavy losses, leaving only Zhu Ping'an.
This news spread throughout the six ministries, and the Ministry of Industry naturally knew about it a long time ago.
But why did Zhu Ping'an, the only one like him, not check the account books and gold and silver in the Taicang Silver Vault, but instead started a quarrel with the treasury gate? It seemed like Zhu Ping'an's head was kicked by a donkey and he had no idea which direction to go.
Of course, some people also thought of stealing the credit and guessed that Zhu Ping'an was preparing a way out. If the officials in Taicang could think of this, the officials in the Ministry of Industry could naturally think of this as well.
"Hey, it's so lively, what's going on?"
A fat one-eyed man wearing the uniform of a third-rank official came in from outside. He glanced at everyone with his gleaming eye and asked cynically.
"Master Yan is here."
"Hello, Lord Yan."
When the officials from the Ministry of Works saw the one-eyed fat man, they all bowed their hands and greeted him with a flattering look on their faces.
How could he not please him? He was the son of the cabinet's chief minister and the actual controller of the Ministry of Works - Lord Yan Shifan. Not only was he distinguished by his family background and power, but the key point was that Yan Shifan was very skilled, and his IQ and political strategy were the best in the Ministry of Works. Anyone who opposed or did not cooperate with Yan Shifan in the Ministry of Works was dealt with by Yan Shifan like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
After the greetings, everyone handed Zhu Ping'an's letter to Yan Shifan with both hands.
"Haha, good writing..."
Yan Shifan took in the entire memorial with just a glance, laughed, praised it, and then instructed the officials, "The Taicang Silver Vault is the foundation of the country. Since the treasury door has been in disrepair for many years, it must be taken seriously. Immediately select 1,000-jin fine iron and ten skilled craftsmen to forge the treasury door within a few days."