Sima Guang carried several volumes of copywriting and trotted all the way to the trial court. Entering the hall, he put the copywriting on the table and gasped: "Oh! You're not late."

"Why is Bachelor Sima panting?"

Qi Hui, who had just entered the hall, couldn't help but be curious when he saw Sima Guang, who was leaning on the table with one hand and panting.

Sima Guang waved his hand and sat down, "Forget it, I was really unlucky today. I stepped on feces when I went out. I had to go back and change my shoes. It took a lot of time and I was almost late."

He has a very strict self-discipline. Being late and leaving early is unacceptable to him.

Qi Hui was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "To be honest, Bachelor Sima, I almost stepped on feces today."

Sima Guang was startled, "Really?"

Qi Hui nodded and said with emotion: "I don't know what the street department is doing. There is excrement everywhere, so how can people walk around."

But soon, they knew that this was not a coincidence, but that there was too much feces, and many ministers had stepped on it, or almost stepped on it.

This affects officials, no matter how small it is, it is not a trivial matter!

"Feces" soon became the number one hot spot in the Imperial City today.

It really "stinks to heaven".

The ministers frantically complained to the Infantry and Horse Army Divisions because the military patrol shop in the capital was under the control of these two militaries.

This is the capital city, the streets are like this, how unbecoming it is!

"That's unreasonable! They literati can really stand and talk without pain in their backs. If they didn't usually travel by carriage, how could they have so much excrement? Now they are blaming us generals."

Cao Ping returned home cursing.

In today's meeting, he was not criticized well, especially the tone of those civil servants, which made him very angry.

It sounds like they, as generals, should deal with the feces.

Later, it became discrimination.

The key is that Zhao Xu also handed over this task to him.

But it didn't make Cao Ping angry enough.

The old man suddenly reminded: "Sir, the young master just went to the inspection department not long ago."

Cao Ping was startled, "You mean this matter has something to do with Dong'er?"

The old man added: "As far as I know, the young master has been with Zhang San these days."

Cao Ping pondered for a moment, "Go and find Dong'er."

After Cao Dongdong came back, Cao Ping immediately asked: "Dong'er, how are you doing in the inspection department?"

Cao Dongdong chuckled and said, "It's pretty good. I like this position very much."

"Yeah?"

Cao Ping asked again: "Then do you know that there has been a lot of feces on the streets recently."

Cao Dongdong nodded and said, "If you tell me back to dad, I know what's going on."

Cao Ping quickly asked: "What's going on?"

Cao Dongdong immediately said: "Someone wants to destroy Zhang San."

"The whole three?"

Cao Ping frowned, "How do you say this?"

Cao Dongdong said: "On the first day when I took office, Gu Shaoqing came to make things difficult for Zhang San. He deliberately threw some feces nearby and asked Zhang San to clean it up."

Cao commented: "Is this happening?"

Cao Dongdong immediately said: "It's absolutely true. If dad doesn't believe it, he can send someone to investigate."

Cao Ping frowned and thought for a while, then said: "How can you allow dad to take action on such a trivial matter? Daddy will leave this matter to you, are you sure you can solve it?"

A flash of joy flashed in Cao Dongdong's eyes, "Dad truly believes in the child. The child will never let his father down."

Cao commented: "That's good! I'll leave this matter to you. Don't embarrass our Cao family."

"yes!"

Cao Dongdong said: "My child, let's do it now."

After Cao Dongdong left, the housekeeper beside Cao Ping said: "Master, this matter..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cao commented: "It must be the fault of that brat and Zhang San."

The old man asked curiously: "Since the master knows, why do you still do it?"

Cao commented: "They caused this disaster, so of course they have to solve it."

Having said this, he paused for a moment and then said: "By the way, help me vent my anger. You are a straight bitch. You really think our general is easy to bully."

He now vaguely realized why the emperor would entrust this matter to him.

After leaving home, Cao Dongdong immediately rushed to the inspection department in the left compartment.

"It's done! It's done!"

Cao Dongdong ran into the house excitedly and said to Zhang Fei and Ma Xiaoyi, Fu Shichun: "My father has given me full authority over this matter. This time we can show off our talents."

Zhang Fei smiled and said: "Then let's make a big deal and add some oil and water to our third government office."

Ma Xiaoyi eagerly said to Fu Shichun: "Brother Xiaochun, hurry up and finish writing the traffic regulations so that we can send them out."

Fu Shichun said depressedly: "So you came to me to do this job."

Ma Xiaoyi chuckled and said, "Writing is not our strong point."

Cao Dongdong said: "We have agreed in advance that our carriage will be four to eight."

Zhang Fei smiled and said: "This is not the final decision of the Yanei."

Two days later.

"Huh? Why are there so many people there?"

"Let's go over and take a look."

"Hey! What are you looking at?"

"Traffic regulations."

"What traffic laws?"

"This was just posted by the military patrol shop. It seems to be to improve the cleanliness of this street. From now on, all carriages, donkey carts, and ox carts must have license plates."

"What is this license plate?"

"See for yourself."

"Huh? What's that word?"

"Look carefully, those symbols correspond to one, two, three, four and five."

Fan Lou.

I saw a group of dandies gathered in front of the door, mouths full of greetings.

"That's unreasonable! What kind of bird guy came up with this idea? These carriages and horses still need to be licensed, and they have to pay twice a year. Why don't they rob them?"

"It's fair to ask for a cleaning fee for this cow-horse horse's dung. The most hateful thing is that this sedan also needs a license plate and a dignity fee. It's simply lawless!"

"The imperial court asked them to clean up the streets, but they actually found ways to make money. I can't get this license even if it kills me."

During this day, streets of all sizes were covered with notices for military patrols.

The core content is the car and horse license plates.

Horses, cars, even sedans must be registered. Otherwise, they will not be allowed to go on the streets. If caught, they will be fined heavily.

However, once licensed, you must pay an annual street cleaning fee.

But for public carriages and ox-carts, you only need to pay 500 cash per year.

And those trucks that pull goods only need to pay 500 cash per year.

The key is that for these private carriages, you have to pay two guan every year. But if your family has two, then congratulations, you have to pay 10 guan every year. If you have three cars, you have to pay 20 guan, and the amount can go up indefinitely.

Even the sedan has to be registered and paid for, four times a year.

In this way, all fools know that this is aimed at those dignitaries, wealthy businessmen and gentry.

How can ordinary people be qualified to go out in carriages?

The ministers immediately quit.

Good guy!

Let us pay?

Who gave you the courage?

We don’t even have to pay taxes, but they ask us to pay cleaning fees?
To be continued...