Zhao Jun's desire to hear gossip was suddenly strangled after being raised high.

After Qingliu said that, neither side spoke again and just left.

She pounded her calves, which were sore from squatting, and felt it was really not worth it.

Can't these two people just explain themselves clearly?

Although Zhao Jun felt regretful, she was not the kind of person who meddles in other people's business, so she just let it go without saying it.

At night, she saw that Qingliu returned to the room as usual and there was nothing unusual about him, so she stopped thinking about it.

After all, tomorrow is her first day in office, so she should get some rest and get ready.

Of course, the King of Zhao did not listen to Ying Zheng and sleep until noon the next day, but he did not get up as early as yesterday. Getting up at noon is a healthy routine.

Normally, court officials should live in Xianyang City, but Zhao Jun had a different status after all, and he had to communicate with Ying Zheng frequently, so he did not move out for the time being and still lived in that small house.

However, there was a palace carriage to pick him up and drop him off at get off work every day. Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Jun wondered whether he should ask Sun Cheng whether he should move out.

After all, it is not very convenient to always live in the same room with others, even though Qingliu goes out early and comes back late every day.

But she still wants some private space of her own.

Zhao Jun thought so and planned to ask Sun Cheng when he came back in the afternoon.

The carriage clattered out of the palace and stopped not long after.

Zhao Jun got off the car and saw a large plaque on the door that read "Neishi Yamen". Standing at the door was an old acquaintance of hers, Wang Deng.

"Zhao Neishian."

Wang Deng saw the carriage from a distance and immediately came to meet Zhao Jun as soon as he got off.

"Wang Taicang, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Zhao Jun smiled and started chatting with him.

There were a few people she didn't recognize standing at the door.

"I never thought that you would be our leader. This is great." Wang Deng said with a hunched back and a big smile on his face.

"By the way, Nei Shi, let me introduce them to you. These are the officials from our Xianyang Nei Shi Mansion." Wang Deng introduced them one by one.

"This is Guo Hu, the Price Control Officer, who oversees prices in Xianyang and the counties. This is Bai Fang, the Tax Control Officer, who oversees taxation in Xianyang and the counties. This is Tu Kang, the Expenditure Control Officer, who oversees expenditures in Xianyang and the counties."

Three men stood by and listened to Wang Deng introduce them. All three were quite old, probably in their forties or fifties, and Tu Kang looked the oldest among them.

Although the three men saw that the visitor was a woman, they had already received the news before and had Wang Deng's praise, so they were not too dissatisfied with her and all bowed respectfully.

"Hello everyone, we are all colleagues from now on. I will rely on your help a lot in the future. If there is anything I am not doing well, I hope you can give me some advice."

Seeing that they had a good attitude, Zhao Jun naturally did not make things difficult for them and spoke modestly.

"I dare not."

Several people shook their heads and spoke.

Then Wang Deng took her into the Nei Shi Yamen. The place was not small, but the building was very dilapidated. Zhao Jun took a quick look and had a basic understanding of the situation.

There are four rooms in the middle of the government office, each located in a corner. At the back there is a room for people to rest and a room similar to a modern conference room, which is mainly used for everyone in the government office to discuss and hold meetings.

"Wang Taicang, I'm new here. I don't know what the Internal History Office does every day?"

Zhao Jun was a new official and didn't understand many things.

"Reporting to the Internal History, my responsibilities are primarily related to farmland and grain production. I take inventory of grain stocks and plan spring planting. Commander Guo is in charge of prices. He only needs to review the monthly price lists submitted by the counties and lead inspections from time to time. Commander Bai's responsibilities are more complex. He mainly verifies the monthly tax bills from the counties, collects them, and reports to the King every quarter. As for Commander Tu, what about him?"

Wang Deng suddenly paused in his eloquent speech.

"Your Excellency will soon know."

Wang Deng kept the matter a secret for the first time, and was not worried that Zhao Jun would blame him. He secretly glanced at Zhao Jun and sighed in his heart.

Zhao Jun was confused, but after a while she found out what Tu Kang did.

Each of the four commanders occupied a room, and the one in the front was Zhao Jun's current room.

The other two leaders opened the door wide, and everyone sat inside to look at the documents.

Only outside Tu Zhangling's house was there a constant stream of people.

Several people were crowded at the door, talking about something and making endless chatter, while the people in the other two rooms remained motionless, obviously they were used to it.

Zhao Jun looked at Wang Deng beside him in confusion and received a slightly helpless look in return.

"Zhao Nei Shi, you might as well go and see for yourself."

Zhao Jun became interested. Is there something going on?

As the saying goes, a new official starts with three things. I want to see if this is the first thing I want to do.

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he rushed into the crowd.

Then he saw that the not-so-big house was packed with people, and Tu Kang and several clerks were squeezed in the innermost part.

At this time, Zhao Jun finally heard clearly what these people were saying.

"This is a note from our Imperial Household, signed by our Imperial Household, for the fodder for the imperial horses this month."

"Tu Zhang Ling, this is a receipt issued by our Tingwei for the cost of prison tools."

"Please give way. This is the note signed by our Prime Minister. It is the salary of the court officials for the next six months."

A young official walked to the front, and everyone immediately made way when they heard what he said.

Can't afford to offend.

Zhao Jun now understood that the Pingzhiling was in charge of distributing money. Logically speaking, this position was a lucrative one and should be the object of everyone's flattery.

But looking at the situation now, it seems more like someone is choking him to collect debts.

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