Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The little officials were messing around underneath, flying around like headless flies, trying everything to save their lives. The former officials were no better than them at this time. The little officials were battling camp, trying to find ways, they Most of the things that can be found are just for work.

But officials are different. They want to save their lives, or keep their prosperity and wealth, they can only find a higher level.

But now the highest level in Hanyang is Lin Yuan, under Lin Yuan is Chen Baisong, and under Chen Baisong there is no object of power concentration.

In other words, before Lin Yuan could push Song Shizhao or Wu Changqing out, but now there is no such person.

So some officials looked at Lin Yuan, and more looked at Chen Bosong.

After all, giving gifts to Lin Yuan or showing loyalty, Lin Yuan is not necessarily rare. He is already the lord of Hanyang, but Chen Baisong is different. There is a Lin Yuan on him.

"So, there are too many people who give you gifts recently?" Lin Yuan looked at Chen Bosong with a smile but no one could tell what he was thinking. Chen Bosong was watched by Lin Yuan, and his body was a little stiff. Xi came back to his senses.

Chen Baisong said: "None of them answered."

Lin Yuan: "Why don't you pick it up? They send it to you, and they shouldn't send anything ordinary."

Chen Baisong pursed his lips, he remembered the conversation Song Shizhao had with him before leaving.

Song Shizhao said to him: "General Chen, the adults treat you sincerely, that is an adult's business, you must not be arrogant."

"My lord does not call him king now, but he will not be called king in the future. It is better for the general to understand it earlier."

"There is still a wall between brothers, not to mention between monarchs and ministers, generals, Song advises you, knowing to advance and retreat, you can be peaceful."

Chen Baisong also understood in his heart that he was Lin Yuan’s nanny brother. He grew up together since he was a child. Even after a few days of separation, it didn’t last long. When he returned to Lin Yuan, his subordinates were not disturbed. Compared with other generals who had to hand in amulets at any time, Lin Yuan really loved him very much.

But this pampering has a limit. Chen Baisong has no doubt that once Lin Yuan finds out where he is sorry for him, Lin Yuan's patience and love for him will instantly disappear.

About Song Shizhao also saw that Lin Yuan is a tolerant person, but this tolerance is very limited. His tolerance will be given to his people, but not to those who hold power. If the people fail him, he may not let it go. In the heart, but his officials, his generals failed him, Lin Yuan would change his face.

When killing the official, Lin Yuan did not show a trace of perseverance.

Sometimes Lin Yuan is a gentle gentleman, and sometimes a cruel tyrant.

No one wants to see his back.

Chen Baisong restrained his mind and bowed his head and said, "Give gifts to me in an effort to benefit. If I accept them, I will be complicit."

"What's the matter?" Lin Yuan patted Chen Baisong on the shoulder. He stood beside Chen Baisong. He was obviously not as tall as Chen Baisong, but Chen Baisong felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

His own young master is becoming more and more king.

Lin Yuanyu was mild, and there was no extra emotion in his voice: "It just so happens that it cost a lot of money to fight Hanyang. If they send it out, you will accept it."

Lin Yuan sighed and said, "No one gave me gifts, and showing loyalty has no practical benefits."

Chen Baisong: "..."

He thought about it so much, and he was really worried.

Lin Yuan also complained about this: "It's nothing more than in Gaoyou. After all, there are Song Shizhao and Wu Changqing. No one would give me gifts. I didn't even push anyone out when I came to Hanyang. They gave you gifts. Don’t give it to me. What is the reason? I don’t seem to be short of money?"

Lin Yuan does not have his own private treasury. Although he is an uncrowned king, he hasn't enjoyed it much. He is so busy every day, he needs money in wars, the army needs money, the people need money, and the people need money everywhere, and the people pay taxes. It's not worth anything.

After all, as soon as the tax comes in, he has to spend it again. Besides, who are paying the tax?They are all big players, not many.

As for the large number of ordinary people, they just barely managed to support themselves. If Lin Yuan collects taxes, all the early foreshadowing will be finished.

In Lin Yuan's expectation, the people would be able to support themselves in five years, without more subsidies, and reach a balance of payments in ten years.

Paying taxes within 20 years and the country's economy has strengthened, which is already very good.

So it's a good thing that someone sends money, and he is of course happy to accept it.

Although the merchants have money and are willing to give him money, it is not a long-term solution after all, and it is impossible for him to let the merchants monopolize the market after he really takes that position.

The national economy is the lifeblood of the country, and he can allow businessmen to fight each other within the scope set by him for greater benefits.

But he will not allow businessmen to want to master the national economy.

"If they send it, you will accept it, and you will have to count as much as you want, and let your staff prepare the account book and send it to me. You have to report how the money is spent, and you can take care of the rest." Lin Yuanchong said, Chen Baisong. "You have to be optimistic about the people below you. Someone can resist with sharp knives and sharp blades. Sugar-coated shells can sometimes be more powerful than sharp blades."

Chen Baisong's mouth smiled: "Naturally follow fate."

Lin Yuan touched his chin and sighed: "I think I look good at talking, why didn't no one give me gifts?"

Chen Bosong comforted: "Or I will give them a hint."

Lin Yuan's expression was serious for an instant: "No, I want them to give it to me willingly!"

"If you pay such a small amount of money, you want benefits. Where can there be such a cheap thing in the world?"

With Lin Yuan's final word, Hanyang officials and big households had a hard time.

Every official and petty official had to go to the steward all the time, and the steward didn't tell them what it was.

I just said: "Everyone has a very good life. There are beautiful wines and beautiful women. Unlike our Nan Bodhisattva, who is working for the people, and even sitting down and drinking tea, we can only drink the rough tea that adults do not like."

After saying this, these people will understand.

But they still didn't dare to give gifts to Lin Yuan.

A little bit of brain knows, don't you give a gift at this time to prove your guilty conscience?

If it turns out in the future, that is the evidence of crime.

So they all waited to see if anyone gave a gift first, and if the person who gave the gift was okay or got a reward, it would not be too late for them to give it.

But after a while, the man in charge came back.

What I said this time is a bit ugly.

To the effect:

"You have a good life. It can be seen that you don’t care about the people. If you care about the people, how could you live in a big house and eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and the people are still hungry outside! You say that it is common for the people to go hungry. The Bodhisattva is also starving, the Nan Bodhisattva just doesn't say it, but you are not sympathetic at all."

The officials were forced to follow the path of Chen Baisong first.

As a result, Chen Baisong received more gifts, and Chen Baisong himself was a little at a loss.

He has fought for so many years, and he has never seen any Qizhen, but as long as it is a Qizhen, it is valuable.

If no one buys it, Qizhen is not a treasure.

But the money from these officials is constantly being sent over every day, as if they are sitting on the golden mountains and silver mountains, and they will not worry about eating and drinking for a few lifetimes.

Lin Yuan got even more angry when he got the ledger from Chen Baisong.

"Absurd!" Lin Yuan cursed with anger, "It's just a small official who has such financial resources! Even to feed a city of people, it can last for several years! And this Hanyang can be raided by Xu Shouhui within a few years. So much! It's dumbfounding!"

Chen Baisong: "Kill them all?"

Lin Yuan took a deep breath: "Don't worry, I will settle accounts with them in the future."

"If all the officials in the world are such people, then what are we talking about about the prosperity of the country and the strong people? What about coming from all directions? Is it a joke?"

After the officials opened up Chen Bosong’s joints, they began to give gifts to Lin Yuan. At the beginning, they only dared to sneak in. When they gave it, they didn’t dare to say who gave it. But seeing Lin Yuan accept it, their courage will be too great. Slowly getting bigger, Lin Yuan's acquiescence fueled his arrogance.

These people even started to compare, than who gave Lin Yuan more.

Countless gold and silver treasures were sent to Lin Yuan, but when Lin Yuan saw these things, there was no smile on his face.

These things are all cast from the flesh and blood of the people, and each one is stained with countless blood.

The whole Hanyang suddenly became impetuous, but the people were in charge to reassure them, and nothing happened.

However, the officials and officials were in a miserable atmosphere, and they resumed their old style, forming gangs and forming factions.

Hu Yu also took advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, but what he didn't expect was that in addition to the small officials, there were officials who gave him gifts.

In the past, he could not even enter the door of others. Nowadays, people not only give him gifts, but also tell him all kinds of good and bad, all kinds of flattery, and the servants and maids of the big family with eyes in the sky are in front of him. , Should also be attached to the primary school, flattering to please.

He was even willing to marry his daughter to him. What he asked for was not the wife, but the concubine's room. Not only did he marry the concubine as the concubine's room, but he was also willing to marry the concubine to him, either as a slave or a maid.

Had it not been for Hu Yu still thinking of marrying Zhou Qiuniang, I'm afraid he would have agreed.

He thinks his wife is getting in the way now, how can he go and marry another bunch?

It seems that Hu Yu has also been a small official for so many years, and naturally knows that to please people, he has to show sincerity.

No matter how powerful the character and role of the grandson who wanted his daughter to marry him was, now that the sky above his head has changed, what's the point?

Zhou Qiuniang has been with him since the Southern King was a landlord, and she was the first woman to be an official. Her contacts and court power have accumulated for so many years, and she is comparable to an official who is not influential at the end of the day. ?

Hu Yu made his own calculations in his heart, and he collected the money.

People, he doesn't want it.

When others entertain him, go.

But what other people asked for, he agreed to face to face, turned his head and refused.

There are more benefits, and more people offend.

Countless people in the back, wishing him to die.

And Hu Yu was ready to leave the original match at this time, looking for a matchmaker to propose marriage to Qiuniang.

The author has something to say: Just to solve Hanyang's affairs in these few chapters, the camera will turn to the red sleeve.