Ren Ge truly felt a sense of frustration facing Gu Chengyu. Last time, Mr. Zhang had hinted at it to him. Although he had prepared for it, hearing that Gu Chengyu secured the position of Assistant Reader, to say he wasn't upset would be a lie.
However, thinking about the tea tax and salt permit issue, he couldn't help but admire him.
In this entire court, who else could propose tax reform?
The last tax reform was during the late Emperor's time. Although he didn't know all the details, he believed the reform proposed by Gu Chengyu must have greatly pleased the Emperor.
"How did the news spread so quickly?" Gu Chengyu placed the food box on the table and took out the dishes from it, noticing that they were indeed a bit cold.
"Such a big matter would obviously spread quickly. You've made quite the splash this time. Oh! Your food is cold; let me heat it for you!"
