Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth mother, a regular guest
Law enforcers cannot be strict with themselves and cannot set a good example. How can they ask others to abide by the law? Are they worthy of being law enforcers?
When leading troops in Jinchuan, Jia Liu's principle was that if his brothers retreated fifty steps, he must retreat a hundred steps.
This is called taking the lead and always walking in front of the brothers!
Now that he has become the chief peace officer of the capital, I dare not say anything else. In terms of strict law enforcement, Jia Liu is worthy of the Qing Dynasty.
It is also in line with Qianlong’s spirit of rule of law.
When discussing crime, there is a saying of prepayment, that is, even if no crime has been committed, the money can be paid in advance.
After committing a crime like this, compared with the officials who were handed over later, they can get a lighter punishment, or even be promoted one level.
This move greatly stimulated the trend of officials in various provinces to pre-deliver criminal funds and effectively alleviated the financial tension in the internal treasury.
Jia Liu paid the fine first, and here is the legal basis.
A fine of fifty cents may not seem like much, but how much is the fine in this matter?
It’s attitude, attitude, attitude!
attitude decides everything!
The dragon and the tiger returned home in fine clothes. Walking on the road leading to the alley, Jia Liu felt relaxed, just like begging for food, without any psychological burden at all.
Baozhu and several other personal bodyguards dressed in plain clothes followed His Excellency the President.
There is a lot of people here, and there are quite a lot of petty thefts and robberies, so we have to prevent the blind people from coming to slap the president.
It was Baozhu who had doubts in his mind as to why the president, who knew the law and broke the law, was not fined the maximum amount of one thousand taels, but was fined only fifty taels.
What is the basis?
Jia Liu noticed that Baozhu had something to say and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. When you get to the building later, you can't say anything you shouldn't say."
"Your Mightiness,"
Baozhu then expressed his doubts.
"I look like a rich person? My monthly salary is only a few thousand yuan, which is fifty or sixty thousand a year. How much do you want me to be fined?"
Jia Liu looked unhappy. He didn't cheat Baozhu. His salary was just that much.
The second-grade annual salary is 155 taels of silver, which is equivalent to 50,000 to 60,000 yuan in RMB. If the exchange rate is higher, it is calculated as 100,000 yuan.
This little money is enough to support a big family.
Of course, according to the official system, his annual salary is one hundred to one thousand times his salary.
That is, you can receive gray income of at least 5 to 6 million per year, and at most 100 million.
As for other income, it has nothing to do with salary, and it is not his personal income. It is only temporarily placed with him and will be used for national construction in the future.
Jia Liu still makes a clear distinction between public and private matters.
Therefore, with such a low salary, how much fine do you expect Jia Liu to pay?
Fifty cents is a lot, several hundred cents, almost one-tenth of the monthly salary.
Baozhu generally understood the basis for the fine, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
This made Jia Liu wary: "Why do you ask this?"
Baozhu smiled naively and couldn't help it, but he was thinking in his heart that he was now a fourth-grade officer in the military camp, with an annual salary of 105 taels. According to His Excellency the President, it was only calculated based on the official salary ratio, and he could not be fined 30 taels afterwards.
He can afford this amount of money.
To fine him a thousand taels would mean returning to Jinchuan all night long.
Jia Liuqing walked into Hanjia Hutong with familiarity.
This alley carries too many memories of Jia Liu and the endless recollections of his youth.
At this time, except for the two lighting lanterns hanging at the entrance of the alley, the entire alley was pitch black from east to west, giving the impression of a dead end.
He is not the kind of old customer who knows the ins and outs, and will never see the undercurrent surging beneath the calmness.
Baozhu looked over and over again, a little disappointed: "Sir, it seems there is no door open."
"Young people, don't be fooled by appearances. The truth is often hidden where you can't see it."
Jia Liu smiled confidently, looked around, and walked towards the old place with his hands behind his back.
The old place is Yuchun Tower.
Chang Bingzhong took Jia Liu to the Hutong, the first stop, and it was also the place where Jia Liu came most often.
Da Yuer and Xiao Taohong are the employees of Yuchun Tower.
Ranked second is Juchunlou.
Xuanyage ranked third.
The ranking order is determined based on the number of missed orders.
When Jia Liu wanted to sing a big opera for the old empress, he wanted to cooperate with the opera troupe who set up the stage in Juchun Tower. Unfortunately, this matter was disturbed by the flag issue.
Otherwise, a folk artist's reputation cannot be escaped.
If the entire alley is closed, how can Yuchun Tower be run exclusively by Ji Li He Qun.
The dozen or so lanterns hanging above the door plaque also collectively stopped the fire. Looking up, the windows in the adjacent alley were tightly closed. Even if I listened carefully, there was no movement at all in the building.
"Sir, there is no movement at this house. Why don't you try another one?"
Baozhu felt itchy.
However, His Excellency the President chuckled proudly, and with a flick of his head, he led them around the gate and into a narrow alley on the side.
Not long after walking, I saw a light in front of me, and someone asked: "Who is it?"
Jia Liu responded: "A regular visitor from Qili."
After hearing this answer, the man quickly brought the lantern over, and first looked at Jia Liu and the others' faces uneasily, then looked out of the alley, and then whispered: "Masters, Yamen
We have been notified that we have been asked to take a break during the national mourning period. I think you guys should come back after the new year."
"After the new year? Why don't you suffocate me to death?"
Jia Liu signaled Bao Chu to give the opponent two pieces of silver, which seemed to weigh a lot.
"How can you really suffocate me to death? Cats have their own ways, mice have their own ways. If so many girls really listen to the yamen and give up, even the northwest wind will not be able to drink."
After the turtle slave got the money, he happily led the guests to the black door and knocked on the door three times. The originally closed back door suddenly opened, and then a waiter took Jia Liu and the others in.
One of Jia Liu's bodyguards accidentally touched the jar and was told by the guy that he was being very cautious.
Different from the dark lights in the front yard, the small hall in the backyard is clean and bright.
Before Jia Liu could get used to the light, a familiar voice came over.
"Hey,"
The splendid madam wore a handkerchief and stepped forward to greet him, but even after shouting for a long time, she didn't remember which old customer was in front of her, so she couldn't help but look at the waiter who brought the people.
The waiter whispered: "It's from Qili."
The madam was completely relieved when she heard that there was nothing good in Qili.
When she was about to ask the young men in the banner to sit down and then call the girls to come, she saw the leading young man looking at her happily: "Mom, don't you remember me?"
"you are?"
The Madam looked familiar to Jia Liu, but she couldn't remember who this guy was.
"Mom, I am the sixth son. Don't you remember? When I was a child, I climbed over the wall of your house several times. You even caught me once and took off my pants so that my sisters could come and see me."
Jia Liu had a sly smile on his face.
"Ah! It's your boy!"
The old bustard thought about it, no wonder he looked so familiar, it was indeed the little Liuzi.
Those with sly eyebrows and sly eyes are strangely pleasing to the eye.
However, the brat still has the nerve to come!
"Liuzi, it's not that my mother doesn't welcome you, it's because you have done a lot of harm to your sisters. If you try to escape through the window again,"
The madam is a bit arrogant. She is a regular customer, but a regular customer with no money. She can't tell the girls in her building to work in vain.
Suddenly, a banknote floated in front of her eyes, and then landed lightly in her hand.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be one hundred taels!
After being in a daze for a while, the Madam's face softened, and then she smiled brightly. She stopped calling Liuzi and called him Liuye instead. He enthusiastically invited Jia Liuye in and asked someone to quickly serve tea to Liuye.
"Is this enough to make up for the past debts?"
Jia Liu looked happy.
He just liked the way Zhang's mother changed her face, it had such a smell.
Familiar and friendly.
In particular, this mother seems not to know that Jia Xiaoliu is now Jia Daliu.