Zhou Shuren glanced over, no wonder Xiao Qing was angry. This time with the purchasing of grain and the resettlement construction in the south, the silver from the Ministry of Revenue was flowing out like water, and now every expenditure of silver made the minister wince.
Clenching his teeth, Xiao Qing spat, "Officials from the Ministry of Personnel, tsk."
He really wanted to raid the homes of some officials from the Ministry of Personnel, those fat rats!
Zhou Shuren knew well that the Grand Master of Writing would not agree, so he let it go and no longer dwelt on it, then asked, "Sir, did you summon us here to give us some instructions?"
Xiao Qing said, "I've been so vexed by the Ministry of Personnel that I almost forgot the important matter. I have already asked His Majesty for leave, a half-month's vacation. Tomorrow I need to return to my hometown, and during the days of my absence, the two of you must safeguard the Ministry of Revenue."
