Zhang Shuye slapped the table again and said, "Rogue! A scumbag. I have to cry like this in more than 2,000 counties. I want to cry like this. I don't want to do it, and it's easier to go home to work farming."

Yuanwailang picked it up and looked at it, and laughed: "My husband is wise, pork Ping is simply incompetent. Such people didn't know how to get into office at the beginning. Most counties have a good outlook, and at least they can basically ensure that they complete the money tax task based on last year. Gao Fangping is incompetent."

"You know what a fool!" Zhang Shuye knocked on the table and said, "I dare to give a hundred affirmations. Among the more than 2,000 counties, he earned the most pork. Others pretended to be fat when they were swollen, and they didn't report good news. They didn't even want the inner world for face. This little hooligan is an alien, he is shameless at all, just like the inner world. I don't know if I am a fool? Just the soap he developed with the craftsmanship supervisor. Conservatively estimate that he would buy more than 20,000 yuan in Yun 1 city in one month.

That was the taxation of Yun1 City in the past six months. The guy Zhang Shangying came to our mansion to drink tea the day before yesterday and said that the boy was a wolf with a ruthless heart and cruel man. He dared to charge half of the tax rate of the royal craftsman when he could not follow. I was happy when I heard this. At that time, I kept persuading Zhang Shangying to forget it. The overall situation was the most important, and he also helped Gao Fangping say that Yun1 City was not easy. Isn’t this just for the sake of my Ministry of Revenue? As a result, this boy didn’t mention the words, and fooled me!”

At this point, Zhang Shuye asked with a wry smile: "Do I look like a stick?"

"Uh... Mr. Uncle Ye is wise and powerful, and has great talent." Yuanwailang said quickly.

"Then why are so many people always fooling me?" Zhang Shuye said viciously, "I'm so angry. I went to Yun1 City to seal the pork treasury."

"My husband is wise." The subordinate said silly.

Uncle Zhang seemed to have been aged a few years in an instant, and waved his hand lazily: "Send a message to King Jiangnan, and only write these few words: If you idiot don't want to die, just be more at ease!"

Yuanwailang was stunned and said, "Will this..."

"You have offended Cai Jing, right? I have done this kind of thing too much, so I just wrote it. He dares not accept it, and don't let me see you next time I go to Beijing." Zhang Shuye said with a heavy anger.

"Where is the reply to the pork flat?" asked Yuanwailang.

Zhang Shuye hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't care how much you earn. Based on Wenbin last year, I added two layers to submit it to the Ministry of Revenue, and I will let him go. Otherwise, I, Zhang Shuye, came to Yongle Army in person, and wanted to see if Yun1 City is still the territory of the imperial court, and whether this tax can't be paid."

Yuanwailang was shocked. Shi Wenbin's tax records were in more than 2,000 counties in the Song Dynasty, and it was already considered the middle and upper reaches. If you really add two layers, you have to raise the Yongle army. You can afford to have a pork flat. Of course, once you have to withstand it, it will be a real political achievement.

"Really... I wrote this way. His father Gao Qiu is not a vegetarian. He has become a first-rate general." Yuanwailang said worriedly.

Zhang Shuye laughed and said, "Just write this, Gao Qiu dares not accept it. I will not help Gao Fangping. On the contrary, I encourage Zhang Shangying to impeach Gao Fangping and rob the royal family, so that he can't afford to take it."

The Yuanwai Lang laughed and said, "Why don't you go into battle yourself and face Chen Guan's family and kill Gao Fangping?"

Zhang Shuye sighed: "Gao Fangping is an alien. Such a person can't be punished if he uses it, but he can't be punished. Without him, the National Dynasty will not be able to take the blame sooner or later."

Before the Ministry of Revenue was handled, the Privy Council came to say to him again: "Sign up the Privy Council, and the Duke of the Master of Justice, please go and handle military documents and discuss important matters."

Lao Zhang felt a little dizzy. He is also a member of the Privy Council, which is equivalent to the "Military Committee-Secretary-Secretary-General". It is the busiest position in the military government. He asked him to ask about almost everything. Now, he has not finished reading the newspapers of more than 2,000 county officials, and there are newspapers of hundreds of generals from all sides of the state and the court to review them...

"I'm getting the money. My husband Xiao Gao asked everyone to find Song Ai Si to get the money."

With this shout, the adults from the Craftsman branch happily went to the county government to get money. They didn't know whether it was Craftsman or the county government, and they didn't care whether it was Craftsman or the county government. In short, there are three brands of a team. There are one brand of Yongle Army, one brand of Craftsman branch, and one brand of Yuncheng County, but there are only a few people working inside.

"What's the same five!"

"Can you really have so much money!"

Several guys stayed on the spot after getting their "wages". Strictly speaking, this is not a lot of money, but overall, these poor people who used to have no land and no livelihoods were already enough to buy two stones of rice. Even the senior tenants who farmed for the county government offices had an income of about twenty stones of rice.

So these soap workers think that their income is very good. In their opinion, the income should be lower than that of those who farm. After all, due to traditional thinking, the status of farmers is still OK.

Of course, the income of twenty stones of rice by those who plant ten acres of land for the county government seems to be similar to these workers, but in fact, farming should be easier and reputation should be better. After all, the busy farming period is concentrated in such three months, and at other times there are more idle time, you can also do odd jobs and make more money.

"Hey, why can that kid get more than two stakes?"

Seeing a young boy who was an orphan who didn't talk much but got the most money, everyone started to shout again.

Song Jiang smiled and said, "Brother, this is called piece-based salary. It was proposed by our young husband. The amount of soap produced is relatively heavy in the calculation of salary. You don't know much about arithmetic, otherwise you can tell you a rough explanation of the salary system."

"We don't know about the system," said a woman. "It just sounds like, if you produce more soap than others, you can get more money than others, right?"

"It's probably that's it." Song Jiang said.

"Then I won't go home to sleep with my husband tonight. Is it a money to make some soap overnight?" the woman asked.

Song Jiang said awkwardly: "The Implementation Department does not advocate such a desperate effort. It's just that, the system of Zhijun Gonggong. If you do this, you can really get more money. Soap is in short supply and there is not enough production."

Oh, too

After saying this, two-thirds of these guys have clearly finished work, but they don’t go home, so they go back to the scene and go back to create.

Jia Xiaohong and Zhang Shuqing couldn't relax and entered the venue to supervise with whips.

In the current simple yard, there are slogans written by Gao Fangping on all the walls: The whole family who dares to steal soap privately killed them!

When Song Jiang wrote some literary things and posted them, showing the facts and reasoning, what is the royal family and national law, and it is so literary. I may not be able to understand it even if I missed the big words. I hope those kids that I can’t read?

So Gao Fangping tore it up and picked up a pen and wrote a slogan: Those who work hard to produce can eat meat, while those who steal soap can kill the whole family and do not lose money.

So they didn't need to read, they basically understood.

Zhang Shuqing was born as a cruel official who was a supervising worker with a keen eye and joking. At that time, Xiaoduo was Gao Fangping's favorite minister, but because of a bag of rice in the room, she was caught and questioned by Aunt Qing. So she was a person who couldn't rest. While supervising the tenants' farming, she also came to work as a supervisor in the field.

Jia Xiaohong is not here to make soy sauce. Just like she usually puts strict requirements on Yan Qing's needlework, she also requires craftsmen to make perfect soap.

Sometimes Jia would look at the soap piece by piece like a wealthy man, very serious. She used to do nothing, and felt that she was very fulfilled and happy at this time, and her eyes would shiny. Zhang Shuqing remembered that this look would appear when she was touched by her husband.

Fu'an's soap is the only one that has not been acquired by Jia Xiaohong, because this hooligan is rich now and looks like he is not short of money at any time.

He doesn't like taking a bath with soap too much, so he gave the soap to Liang Hongyu little loli.

Liang Hongyu's soap was entrusted to Niu Gao to hide it for her, otherwise she would be confiscated by her sister's slap in the back of the head and then sold to Jia Xiaohong.

Niu Gao has grown up, but his personality is still the simple child. He has always been careful to keep things on behalf of Liang Hongyu, and no one can find them. At the same time, after completing the training and patrol missions of the Yongle Army every day, Niu Gao has to go back to the house to hide, and take out some of the soap, rain and stones that belong to Liang Hongyu, and count them carefully to see if there are any.

Then Niu Gao would learn from his master Guan Sheng, spit some saliva on those treasures, and polish it with his sleeves. Yuhua Stone and other things became brighter and brighter, but the soap seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. Niu Gao didn't understand this very well?

Han Shizhong has a bad reputation. He is definitely a treacherous hooligan. In addition to not daring to provoke Zhang Shuqing, Jia Xiaohong and others, he has a bad reputation in terms of women.

But that kid is really capable and it is not easy to catch his braid. After he harms anyone, he can often settle it well. So Lin Chong waited all day to deal with the rebellious disciple, but he could never find any evidence.

By the way, Lin Chong is usually very kind, but he hates such lustful people with a bad reputation. He is not ruthless to beat Han Shizhong for this.

Such things and people of all kinds occur under the rule of the Yongle Army. As a black-bellied existence, Gao Fangping could basically observe them.

In addition to having some sense of accomplishment about these, Gao Fangping was also very curious about "the magic of creation and the magic of human beings". It seems that no one is perfect, and everyone has endless problems. It can be foreseeable that as the plate becomes larger and larger, the number of people under his command will increase, and there will be more and more aliens and various kinds of mistakes.

Sooner or later, they are all a group of troubles, but Gao Fangping cannot do without them. Controlling the men and solving problems is a challenge in itself.

There is a saying that if all human problems are solved, the place where the group of people is heaven.

There is an interesting idea that heaven and hell are actually the same environment, but people are different. They are all large groups of people eating delicious food around a big pot, and they are set to hold two-meter-long spoons and plan to eat.

When those people use two-meter-long spoons to feed them to the people opposite the pot easily, and help each other in an orderly manner, it is heaven. If those guys feed themselves with two-meter-long spoons, it is hell.

Yes, Gao Fangping believes that the only difference between heaven and hell is here.

However, in fact, heaven does not exist at all, and hell is not simple. Some smart people in hell slowly learned to cut the spoon into half a foot, and they would eat more easily than others. But if they violated the setting, it would be equivalent to violating the law. Then another person sharpened the two-meter-long spoon into a long spear, killed the "short spoon" as a law enforcement officer, and then the chaos began. From then on, everything was possible... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!