The place Yinreng pointed out to Kangxi, at first glance, there was no problem. If you didn't think about it carefully, you would not find any inconsistency.

At least, Yinreng couldn't figure out what was wrong here. After looking at the account carefully, the addition and subtraction inside were correct, but the system marked the line of words clearly red, making the little guy confused.

The accountant did not make any mistakes, why should I mark it red?

The red handwriting is hidden in the dense text, blinding Herason's eyes and Kangxi's eyes. If Yinreng had not pointed out this place, Kangxi would have really not be able to understand the strangeness.

He ordered people to compare the secondary accounts and detailed accounts, spread them on the table to check them. The number of accounts was too large, and only one person was so dazzled that he couldn't finish them. It was too difficult to find out the mistakes hidden under the accounts.

The Office of Internal Affairs is different from the official kiln of Liuli. The officials here are intricately related to each other, and the treasurys are involved. If there is collusion, it will definitely be a person and a string.

Herason spoke carefully: "Your Majesty, why don't you invite a few accounts for you to calculate?"

"Please take an account? Can they have the opportunity to inform them?" Kangxi snorted coldly and placed Yinreng on the ground.

The headmaster Herason stood aside in cold sweat on his forehead, watching the emperor walking around the desk.

Kangxi ordered: "Prince Xuanyu Fuquan entered the palace."

The six warehouses of the Ministry of Internal Affairs have set up more than 50 institutions, each with division of labor, and a large number of coated slaves have been raised.

The wealthy family had housekeepers and slaves, the palace had the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the general managers and Baoyi, and the treasury accounts had ghosts. That was why the Baoyi slaves were brave and touched their master's wallet.

The royal family's internal affairs need to be resolved by members of the royal family. The problems of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are of great importance, and there is also a complex network of relationships.

The first thing Kangxi thought of was his half-brother, Prince Yu, to deal with this matter. This half-brother has been assisting him seriously since he ascended the throne, just as he said to the late emperor at the beginning, "I am willing to be a wise king."

It was a bit unkind to summon people to the palace when it was dark, but the situation was urgent. Kangxi detained Herason by his side, and planned to solve the problem of "housework" and "insiders" in the shortest time.

Yinreng didn't know the twists and turns between the adults, and the little guy stretched out his head curiously. The desk happened to be level with his forehead. If he stood on tiptoe, he would just see several accounts on the desk.

He poked out his claws and quietly checked out the account with the most red floats in his sight.

"A candied haws are fifty-money per candied haws, and they are obviously two cents per candied haws!" Yinreng carefully identified the handwriting on it. He could already recognize most of the words, and it was not difficult to read: "Yuqing Palace expenses?"

Yinreng widened his eyes and shouted: "My son did not eat candied haws last month. They wrongly accused me of me!"

Kangxi: "…"

The emperor turned around and carried the running little guy back to his seat, saying seriously: "Is it wronged or you steal food? You don't know yet? Your third brother has smelled it, so how can you pretend to be stupid?"

But that was the candied haws that Xiaomei gave him.

Yinreng opened his mouth, unable to argue, and hit the blame on his body, making him feel uncomfortable.

Kangxi said: "Stay honestly and don't run around, I will 'interrogate' you later."

Yinreng: "Woo..."

Very aggrieved.

[It is obviously not something that a child eats, so why should a baby take the blame? It's so bad! Children don't be sad. Let's work together to clear your grievances. They will definitely leave traces when making fake accounts. The fifty-month candied haws has constituted a fictitious transaction fact. If you falsely report the transaction price, there will definitely be more such mistakes. Xiaomei will help the child.] Yinreng grabbed the account book with a lot of red letters and sat in his seat with his calves hanging on his calves. Kangxi was busy next to him. Seeing him obediently looking at the accounts, he didn't expect him to understand anything.

The emperor walked out with confidence. When Prince Yu arrived, he went to the next door to summon Prince Yu to have a secret talk.

Yinreng raised his head and saw that Khan Ama had left. He jumped out of the chair, pushed the chair to the edge of the desk, climbed up again to grab the brush on it. The vermilion ink mark on the desk had not dried yet, Yinreng grabbed it and dripped it twice, and scratched the account book.

There was a lot of false information in the account book. If Xiaomei had not reminded him, Yinreng would not have noticed that the expenses of a jade pendant had changed to another method, and changed one to two, and calculated twice.

If you calculate it more in the detailed account, the numbers on the account were wrong that time. The general ledger calculated all the integrations. It was difficult to catch the loopholes. You can only read the detailed account one by one and figure out the expenditure of Yuqing Palace.

Fortunately, Kangxi ordered the Office of the Internal Affairs to serve the Yuqing Palace, which was specially designed for the crown prince. Yinreng had separate accounts belonging to the Yuqing Palace and did not need to be calculated together with the accounts of other harems.

In the Qing Dynasty, the prince's annual salary was 10,000 taels and 10,000 hu of rice was added. The account in the Office of the Internal Affairs said, "The prince's salary is above the prince."

Yinreng could not eat ten thousand hu of rice a year, nor could he spend ten thousand taels of silver. However, the accounts stated that the annual expenses of Yuqing Palace were negative, and there was also a record of the emperor opening a private warehouse to subsidize the prince!

"Why can the orphan Tom and Jerry eat one hundred taels? The thirty-three little gooses before the orphan have not hatched at all. How did they spend money? The palace maids and eunuchs who took care of them have given them a red envelope alone, five taels of silver for each person. They are so happy. Madam Xu said that the five taels are already a generous reward."

Yinreng lay on the table and drew a big fork on the record, and then read the record: "The prince's regular clothes were taken with silk and satin, and the embroidered gold wire cost a hundred taels."

He looked down at his clothes, and had no idea about it.

[A five-year-old child needs fabric for a set of clothes that costs about three to three and a half meters. Children have learned to be decimal points, and one zhang is equal to three to three to three.] Yinreng also drew a big fork for this detailed account.

The expenditure of Yuqing Palace mainly comes from the prince who "spends money like flowing water". The salaries of the palace people all record the number of the cases in detail, but the expenses for Yinreng are so scattered.

Every time the little prince suddenly had a sudden idea of ​​playing with something new, it was accompanied by huge flow of silver and personnel transfers.

Yinreng's little hat was made of the most comfortable materials and was priced at fifty taels.

【The cost is at most one or two, outrageous!】

Every time Yinreng reads one, he will draw a red line on it.

In addition, there are also the small toys that Yinreng likes. The "dried fish" used for grinding teeth for the fourth brother was priced at 10 taels!

[That little dried fish is made of rice bran. What is rice bran? The skin outside the rice and millet are not valuable at all.] The vermilion pen once again drew dazzling traces on the account book. Yinreng thought the new game was particularly interesting.

At the beginning, I looked at the account book and tried to clear up the wrongs, but as I watched it, I turned into a small game of "finding mistakes".

The mistakes hidden under layers of fog seem particularly stupid after being carefully clarified. There is also "concealing the transaction facts" inside. Some things recorded in the account were gone when the next account was lost. This thing disappeared but was recorded as other ordinary consumed items. Yinreng drew them in big red circles, which made him feel particularly accomplished.

"I have made small cars, which are made of wood. I also studied ice making when it was hot before, so why the price of ground frost was calculated. The ground frost was collected on site at that time."

Each of the various expenses recorded in Yinreng's accounts is well-founded, and each one is something that Yinreng has really been playing with. If the parties involved had not exposed them in front of them, this part of the money spent would have been fooled and stolen by the thief.

There are several accounts in Yuqing Palace. From the beginning of his move into Yuqing Palace, after the first account was turned from beginning to end, Yinreng recorded a number, which was estimated and fake numbers and wrote them to the end.

"I made 80,000 taels of fake in half a year, and they must have stolen Khan's private warehouse!"

Yinreng picked up the second account and buried his head there writing and painting.

Kangxi and Prince Yu were discussing seriously how to deal with this matter next door, and secretly dispatched assistance staff to Prince Yu. The two brothers discussed until midnight, and the emperor remembered his forgotten son.

Prince Yu Fuquan is only one year older than Kangxi. Although he is a half-brother, he and Kangxi have had a good relationship since childhood.

Because he was good at riding and shooting since he was a child, Fuquan was brave and good at fighting, and served as a great power in the court to assist Kangxi in consolidating power. He could help Kangxi handle internal relations among the royal family. If something happened to the "inner court" like the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it would be more appropriate to find him as his family than to find a court official.

Fuquan was surprised to see Kangxi suddenly stop talking: "Emperor?"

"I forgot that Baocheng is still next door!" Kangxi came to his senses: "The account books are all over there too."

Kangxi called Fuquan to check the accounts and asked someone to send the little prince who might have fallen asleep back to Yuqing Palace.

As soon as the door opened, the little prince was lying on the high table, holding a red pen to write and draw. He was lowering his head to Kangxi and the other two, staring at the account book with concentration, and a little red ink was rubbed on his cheek, making him look like a embarrassed little cat.

A stream of heat rushed from his dantian to his forehead. Kangxi saw that he was writing and drawing books as drawings, and his chest was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was undulating.

[Hey, Xiaomei detected that the child's father's blood pressure suddenly increased, exceeding 14. Does his father have high blood pressure at a young age?] After hearing this, Yinreng raised his head and even had red ink stains on his chin.

Prince Yu browsed when he saw the account book spread out all over the table and the tools in Yinreng's hand.

No way? The prince destroyed the account book of the Ministry of Internal Affairs as a painting book?!

Kangxi frowned and scolded: "Baocheng is naughty again!"

Prince Yu felt something was wrong when he saw the emperor's angry look. Could it be that he wanted to beat his son?

Yinreng was startled and fell to his seat. He was so innocent that he reached out to wipe his forehead. Only then did he find that the palms of his palms were wet.

Now, even his forehead was covered with red ink, and he was about to become an Indian!

However, the result of not sleeping in the middle of the night was significant, and he caught all the money he spent in the past year.

Yinreng jumped off the ground, not afraid of Kangxi's anger at all, grabbed his account book and ran to Kangxi, shouting, "Ama, I have calculated it. Look, it's not expensive to raise a son. I only eat a thousand taels a year, and the others are fake, they are fake."

Kangxi's anger was not yet gone, and he took Yinreng's "graffiti" account and glanced at it.

The red handwriting is shocking and arranged in a mess, but the mistakes are clearly written.
Chapter completed!