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Chapter 1616 Money and Food

Five days later.

In the west of Wuguan County, there is a busy construction site.

In the evening, it was still bright.

Several masons had just finished work and came to a restaurant. Each of them asked for a bowl of cold water and two pancakes, and squatted outside to eat.

They only ate one and a half, leaving half hidden in their arms.

Here at the construction site, I take care of a meal at noon.

"Do you think the Holy Army's place is better than our place today?" a young man asked.

"It must be good." said an old man next to him.

Although he is said to be an old man, he is actually in his forties.

"What's so good about it?"

"The good thing is that when they do things fairly here, they don't have to spend extra money." An old man sighed.

"Yeah, this is the first time I got cash. It's 80 yuan, which can buy 40 cakes. I'm so exhausted." The young man bit the cake and touched the wages he had just paid.

"Don't think about it, you can only eat 5 cents a day, and you have to hand over the rest after you return to camp." The old man shook his head.

"Damn it, obviously the work I do can feed my family of six, why should I give it to them?" the young man said angrily.

"Then what should you do? Can you leave your family alone? Those who have no relatives or relatives will not be selected at all." The old man said helplessly.

"What a shame, why did the Heavenly Holy Army attack our county? Our county is only forty miles away from here!" the young man gritted his teeth.

"Don't you dare say that." The old man immediately covered the young man's mouth.

"Now I understand why my family has never had enough to eat..." The young man avoided the old man's hand.

"Why do you still say you don't want to die?" the old man said, shook his head, got up and left.

Others also left in a hurry.

The young man touched the 76 coins in his arms and looked at the pancake in his hand.

Stomping his feet, he walked towards the Yamen.

"Sir, I'm here to report them. They robbed me of my wages."

…………

Wen Rensheng was walking around the county town. It was better to see it in person than to read it online.

Although he is physically blind, he can see things that others cannot.

Soon he was found and came to try the case.

"Holy Master, look, this person is working here, but his wages were taken away by guerrillas. Should we take care of him, and how should we take care of him?" The chief of the Supervision Department of the Yamen was confused.

"What law do we use?" Wen Rensheng asked.

"Great Yan Lv." The director asked doubtfully.

"Can the Great Yan Law control the Great Yan people?"

"sure."

"Is Guerrilla a great Yanren?"

"yes."

"Is he on our territory?"

The director actually understood it.

Yes, that guy violated the Great Flame Law on our territory, of course they can take care of it.

Three martial arts masters went out and captured Gao Le's guerrillas in the camp that night.

County government hall.

People all over the city came to see what was new.

If you have time, you can go to the Yamen Gate to watch the show. If you don’t have time to walk, you can watch it online.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, I had never seen a small soldier report to a superior several times.

"Yang Jinliang, now XX is suing you for robbing him of his wages, can you admit it?"

"I am their superior officer, so of course their wages are mine."

"Great Yan Law, soldiers are paid on a monthly basis, no deductions are allowed, and officers are not allowed to force soldiers to work at will..." The director patted the gavel.

"This, this is a common practice, even the emperor acquiesces to it." Yang Youyi complained bitterly, "They said they would give me three thousand taels of silver and three hundred shi meters, but in the end they couldn't even give out 10%. If I don't let the soldiers go,

How can I support them if I work as a migrant worker? How can I support my servants?"

When everyone heard this, they felt a little sympathetic.

"This general is also in trouble."

"Yeah, I didn't know before that the imperial court can only pay 10% of the salary?"

"My nephew serves as a bannerman in the border army. He came back one time during the Chinese New Year and told us that we should divide the distribution into six levels. The border army can distribute 60%, the capital can distribute 40%, and other places can distribute 10 to 20%. It is true."

"I see."

"That's what you said, but how did you allocate it? Your soldiers received 80 cents a day's wages, and they had to pay 75 cents when they returned. It is you who feeds them, or they who feed you!" the director said righteously.

"This, this, what they wear, what they live in, and their weapons are all given by me..." Yang Youyi defended.

"That's right." Everyone nodded slightly.

"Well, then let's seriously calculate how much a soldier uses every year..."

The director took out his abacus and began to calculate the accounts for everyone.

After doing the math, we found that it cost only 5 taels of silver to feed a soldier for a year, but the soldier could earn 20 taels, that is, all 15 taels were taken away by Yang Guerrilla.

"Hey, hey, you can't count it like this. Of the 15 taels, I have to give 8 taels to my superior, and I have 5 taels to support my colleagues. If I really get it, I can't get more than 2 taels."

"Yes, 2 taels per person, 500 people is 1,000 taels!" the director angrily yelled.

"I am a guerrilla general, and I can make a thousand taels a year. Is that still much? In fact, I can't make that much, because the five hundred men under me were temporarily selected. I originally only had more than four hundred old and weak people.

Sick and disabled." Yang Youyi said aggrievedly.

Everyone nodded, this is really not much.

"Why did you give 8 taels to Shangguan? Why did you also need 5 taels of peripherals?" the director asked again.

Yang Youyi looked at a fool and said: "I gave him regular money, and he sent me here to die. If I didn't give it to him, would I still be alive today? I don't take care of my colleagues, and they will impeach me if anything happens.

, have I suffered?"

Everyone nodded again.

Wen Rensheng looked on, and everyone thought this was normal.

Is this right?

This is definitely not right.

What makes them think this is right?

Of course, it’s a closed and backward social environment, so no wonder they are.

In an environment like raising gu, such a philosophy of survival will inevitably emerge.

At the same time, the emperor was also listening outside the Yamen.

His heart went cold.

It turns out that his soldiers and officers have reached this level.

Rotten from top to bottom.

He was reluctant to change into a new royal robe, many utensils in the palace were being sold, and the food he ate was also reduced again and again.

He didn't know where the money went before.

Now that he knows it, he has let the middle layer be scraped away!

Godnet, yes, Godnet can solve this problem.

He suddenly understood.

Why the Heavenly Holy Army was able to solve this problem is because they used divine nets to make the people stand up and look at these officials.

In the past, the words of the common people could not reach my ears.

I only rely on factory guards and eunuchs, but what is the difference between factory guards, eunuchs and civil servants and generals?

They all want money. The more factory guards and eunuchs they have, the more money they will spend.

The effect is a little bit, but only a little bit.

Why is the Heavenly Saint Army rich?

They saved the money they spent on factory guards and censors!

The people paid for the supervision.

How much money did you spend just on raising factory guards, eunuchs, and censors?

As for the common people, they did not need to pay money when they complained through the Godly Network. On the contrary, they had to pay themselves for justice.

What's the difference between this one going in and one going out?

The emperor has long understood that the most important thing in governing the world is two words: money and food.

An emperor who cannot understand these two words is definitely a confused emperor.

The reason why the ministers keep talking about morality is to fool the emperor and take his eyes away from the money.


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