"Dragon City floods occur every four years. Does Mingtang know who built the water gates including Dickong Gate every time?"
“Isn’t it every county magistrate?”
"Yes and no."
"oh?"
"I would like to congratulate Mingtang first for arriving at a great place like ours, Dragon City."
“A good place? Better than Luoyang Lintai?”
"It's not comparable to this, but it's not as good as the previous one, but it's more than enough. Being a county magistrate can easily lead to promotion and fortune. Isn't it a good place to be?"
"There is a flood every four years. Is it possible to live a simple life and get promoted and make a fortune? But this is the only good thing that can happen? I need to ask for advice."
"Well, I don't dare to ask for advice. I don't dare to ask for advice... In fact, these are the normal practices after every county magistrate takes office. Everyone has acquiesced. Even if the subordinates don't say it, others will tell Mingtang. But today I saw someone in Mingtang.
I am determined to work hard, but I really can't bear to take a thankless detour, so I need to give you a little reminder."
At present, Liu Zilin has not yet taken over the family business, and Guyue Sword Shop and all family properties are managed by his two brothers.
"Everywhere, Mingtang is wise and compassionate. In addition, what Mingtang just said is not completely right. We don't have to repay every family the money of the local tyrants and gentry. We are their parents and officials, and we are not begging on our knees. There are people in Longcheng.
It’s difficult, what’s wrong with asking them to donate some money to help Mingtang share their worries? But..."
"You...ahem...don't you just have sex for free?"
…
Liu Zilin's mouth twitched hard.
Liu Zilin fell silent instantly, but his hands under his sleeves clenched into fists.
"Ming Tang was joking. But there is one more crucial point. If you want the local tyrants and gentry to donate more, and the common people to follow suit, there must be a 'family' who takes the lead in collecting donations!"
The lame servant stopped in front of the door with a calm expression:
"Third Young Master, Second Young Master asked the servant to tell you: Go back to the house and be grounded for ten days. You are not allowed to go out and cause trouble. That Hu Ji is not allowed to move again."
"That's right! The Liu family on the west bank is the first family in Dragon City. Only if they take the lead in donating a large amount of disaster funds will other local tyrants and squires follow. Otherwise, these people will all be cowardly and cannot donate a lot of money... And the Liu family donated a lot of money..."
We must repay the money in full afterwards, and we must be sincere when others give them face, and the remaining money raised must be divided with them."
"Jinshi Tanhualang? Seventh-grade county magistrate? Aren't you just here to kneel down and beg for food? Why are you pretending to be a gentleman? Your mother is so tall! That's it..."
"Master Diao, do you know why I am here?"
"Who is it? Oh...the Liu family."
"I said... I'd like to see you in a bright future."
"Hey, it's not that Mingtang doesn't know. It seems that the lower official is just being sentimental... But Mingtang's direct split is too harsh. The money of the good people cannot be fully divided. We have to spend part of it for disaster relief and flood control. Teachers have a reputation.
No one can find fault with this, but when it comes to disaster relief and flood control, we can make some small savings, and the strong men among the victims can directly use it, which saves a fortune..."
"It's not accidental, it's intentional. My bones are too hard and I can't kneel down in the court, so I'm sitting here."
No one in the yard dared to answer, because no one had any doubt that if Liu Zilin in the room paid attention to them at this moment, the sword would fall on their necks in the next second, and he would not even blink.
"Understood, after the matter is completed, the money of the local tyrants and gentry will be paid back in full, and the money of the good people will be divided into 30 and 70, respectively?"
He was silent for a while and then suddenly asked: "Did Brother speak?"
"..."
"Then we just kneel down and beg for food? I told you earlier that we would go around in a big circle to beg for food."
"Master Diao is really... so warm."
It seemed like he was trying to get back all the face he had lost on someone.
The precious porcelain, landscape paintings, antique gold and stones, gems and spices were all smashed to the floor. A lame figure was swinging a sword wildly, chopping down the sandalwood room, chopping down the Eight Immortals table... and slashing at anything he saw to vent his anger.
The eldest brother Liu Ziwen and the second brother Liu Zian.
"Pfft~"
"Crazy Tiger" roared out from between his teeth: "Is it possible that I've been tricked and just let it go?"
"It turns out that Mingtang is really a gentleman."
"Everywhere, everything depends on Mingtang."
"Hey Mingtang, please listen to what the official has to say first. The share will be given to them as hard-earned money. When the time comes, they will send a group of elite craftsmen to help us rebuild Di Gong Gate. This is a technical job. The entire Dragon City
The most exquisite craftsmen are all in their Guyue Sword Shop, and they can’t be found even if they ask for them on weekdays. Even if we have disaster relief food, we can’t find so many craftsmen at one time...
Liu Ziwen and Liu Zian worked together to support the "Dragon King Willow" family on the west bank of Butterfly Creek.
"When successive Longcheng magistrates encountered floods after taking office, they would immediately visit the local tycoons and gentry to raise donations. After they donated, the rich and middle peasants would follow suit..."
“The tea spray is very artistic.”
"Then what does Mingtang want? I'm sorry that my official reputation is too low, so I can't understand it."
"So it turns out that the official seal of my Dragon City Order is so valuable? Everyone has to give me face."
"And that little girl who shot me an eagle? The scholars in the academy have great connections. Do you think our Liu family doesn't have any qigong practitioners? I'll wait for them all, they're just on horseback!"
The lame servant said with a normal expression: "The second young master also said that if the person whose leg was broken today was the county magistrate, then he and the eldest young master would wipe your butt for you. It's a pity that the person whose leg was broken is a loser. You can wipe your butt by yourself."
Take it yourself, don't dirty his hands with such a trivial matter."
"How about you stand and wait for them to bring the food."
"What did you say?"
In a luxurious courtyard, a group of dark-skinned Kunlun slaves knelt in a row at the door, not daring to raise their heads. From the house in front of them, there was a crackling sound and a man's roar.
"You rely on me to take you to kneel down and beg for food?"
For these three brothers, some outsiders jokingly call them the Three Tigers of the Liu family. Among them, Liu Ziwen is the "smart tiger", Liu Zian is the "sick tiger", and Liu Zilin is the "crazy tiger".
"All ears."
"Accidentally contradicted the empress and princess?"
Liu Zilin was still wielding his sword in rage, but a lame middle-aged boy servant walked out of the courtyard, walked straight across the courtyard and knelt down like a group of slaves.
"No. It's not impossible to beg for food for disaster relief, but it's not okay to kneel down."
"So when the time comes, we only need to select a group of strong men from the victims to help the Liu family craftsmen to repair the gate. Let's pay less, it will not be shabby. Once the Di Gong Gate is repaired, it will be done without costing the court and the state a copper plate.
Now that the flood has been cured, who will be promoted if you don’t get promoted in Mingtang?”
"Master Diao gets promoted."
However, although Liu Zilin has a violent personality, is domineering in Dragon City, and has a bad reputation. I'm sorry for the name, but he has two brothers who are recognized as excellent.
The lame servant who was about to turn around and leave glanced at Liu Zilin and nodded:
"The eldest young master was also nearby at the time, and said to the second young master... don't worry, the new county magistrate will wait a little longer.
"In addition, the eldest young master also said that if the third young master asks, he will ask the servant to say something for him, and let the third young master think carefully about how to connect the legs after listening."
"Say." Liu Zilin dropped his sword and uttered one word.
The lame servant imitated the young master's tone and spoke calmly:
"You can't kill Xie's daughter, but killing someone is worse than killing someone."