Zhao Minggeng was not very happy from the very first day he took office in the capital.
After all, being summoned privately by the Emperor had attracted the attention of the Vice Minister and the Minister.
In addition, Zhao Minggeng was related to the emperor by marriage, so his superiors all regarded him as a potential competitor.
Naturally, this will lead to exclusion.
Even if Zhao Minggeng had a huge heart, he could still sense it.
For example, on his first day at the government office, after paying his respects to his superior, Zhao Minggeng was assigned to a table.
I work with a lot of people.
But no one told him who to ask for the necessary writing materials like brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
His spot, in particular, was incredibly filthy; the dust on the chair was at least an inch thick.
And that table, it was so crude, not only was the table itself unpainted, but the legs were also loose.
Zhao Minggeng glanced at it but didn't say anything. This was indeed a clear indication that he was being disliked.
Zhao Minggeng couldn't hold back any longer. He immediately ordered his servant to go to the best carpenter's shop in the city and order a table and a chair. At the same time, he also told the servant to go home and find his daughter to bring him a set of glass teaware and the best tea.
After giving his instructions, Zhao Minggeng put his hands behind his back and went to a chair in the yard. He sat down; the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature was just right—it would be comfortable to sleep now.
So Zhao Minggeng lay down on the chair, put his hands under his head, and fell asleep.
The servant was quick-witted; instead of ordering furniture first, he went to find Zhao Qingyan.
After hearing the servant's account, Zhao Qingyan was speechless.
Are the people in the Ministry of Revenue missing a screw in their heads? They can't believe they'd pull such a low-level act of bullying.
It seems they're really in a hurry.
Since they dare to so openly humiliate her father, she would be letting them down if she didn't retaliate.
I used to advise my father to keep a low profile, but now it seems he should be more high-profile.
Zhao Qingyan sent her own daughter to Huang's place and asked her to take care of her, while she personally went to deliver furniture to her father.
I went to the furniture shop in Huicui Pavilion and picked up a set of huanghuali wood table and chairs to send to my father.
At the same time, considering the safety and privacy of the items, locks were specially added to the drawers of the table.
This set of tables and chairs is a combination of ancient carving techniques and the styles of office desks and chairs from later generations.
A small, movable cabinet was added under the table.
There are three large drawers below, which can easily hold a complete tea set and small items such as tea leaves.
So when Zhao Qingyan delivered the tables and chairs, she also sent them along with a small red clay stove and charcoal.
Seeing that it was getting late, I ordered another meal from Huicui Pavilion and sent it over.
The deliverymen, dressed in matching Huicui Pavilion uniforms, carried the luxurious furniture to the government office. Led by Zhao Minggeng, they brought out the old, broken tables and chairs.
Then they brought in brand new tables and chairs.
A small red clay stove was placed to one side, with a kettle on it.
Exquisite glass tea sets were arranged. Fine Xuan paper, Huizhou ink, calligraphy brushes, and wooden folders were also neatly arranged.
Instantly, the shabby office space that was just moments ago looked high-class.
It could even be described as extremely luxurious.
When Zhao Minggeng brewed the first pot of tea, the wafting aroma almost bewitched the officials in the room.
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