"snort."
Tu Jie snorted coldly and explained to the emperor righteously.
"In the eighth year of Hongwu's reign, the tax revenue from Zhuanglang County was fifty dan."
"In the ninth year of Hongwu, it was only sixty stones."
"Hongwu's ten years are only one hundred and thirty stones."
"This year it suddenly increased to 800 shi. This is not fraud."
"What is it?"
Is it possible that Gu Chen has some special ability that can make barren land fertile and increase production with just a wave of his hand?
Although that guy was surrounded by Liao Yongzhong and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was watching.
But he actually dared to offend Hu Xiang at all costs, so it's best not to make any mistakes, otherwise don't blame him for fulfilling his duties.
"That only shows that Gu Chen governs the people well."
Seeing that what he said was so reasonable, Old Han couldn't help but panic, but he was still willing to believe Gu Chen and Zheng Shiyuan.
"Master Tu is sitting high in the court, and it's okay if he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world."
"Why are you still framed against your colleagues? Is it jealousy?"
Ah!
Tu Jie laughed angrily. Would he be jealous of a county magistrate who was not even as good as a county magistrate?
"Bah, fuck your mother, you don't need to slap me with random labels."
"Who doesn't know that Gu Chen was the same as you in the past? He even called you teacher. If you want to protect him, you can just say so."
I had the nerve to scold him and Hu Xiang and the others, as if these sour scholars were not united.
Who is more noble than whom?
"Who are you talking about?"
"Do you still need to ask? Of course I am talking about you people from Zuo Yushitai."
"Bah, you and the traitorous prime minister, Hu Weiyong, are like a nest of snakes and rats, working together to harm loyal people, and sooner or later they will die a good death."
"Bold, how dare you slander the prime minister in front of His Majesty?"
"You guys are not good people to begin with. If you think you are an official like this, you have really disgraced the eighteenth generation of your mother's ancestors..."
"you……"
The words "a nest of snakes and rats" and "protection" stepped on all the censors headed by Lao Han.
Everyone was just like this in the court, arguing with each other one by one.
What's more, if his colleagues hadn't pulled him away, the wat board would have been thrown at Tu Jie's head, but he was worried that the emperor was still there.
Lao Zhu looked very upset, so he simply waved his hand and announced his resignation without saying how to deal with the matter.
Who would have thought that as soon as he left, the trolls would immediately start to let themselves go.
Not long after Lao Zhu went back, Tu Jie came crying and came to look for him. There was something wrong with him and there was a big bump on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, what do you say, I am also the imperial censor appointed by you."
"After all, I am from a first-class official position, but Han Yike's people are really... too much, and they actually attacked me."
When the emperor didn't leave, those people were still sensible. After the emperor left, those people swarmed around like crazy.
His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he looked so fierce that he couldn't even remember whose wat board hit his head first.
If his men hadn't reacted quickly, what might have happened now.
"Ouch, this is really cruel." Lao Zhu looked at the big bump on his head and shook his head helplessly: "Did you fight back?"
Tu Jie shook his head, he just ran away, how could he return.
"I ask Your Majesty to make the decision and severely punish the bastards who have no rules in their eyes."
After all, he is considered their boss, and they are under his control.
After something like this happened, where was his face and where was his majesty?
"It's indeed too much." Lao Zhu wanted to laugh, but felt something was wrong. He suppressed a smile and looked at his eldest son: "Anyone who did something today will be fined half a month's salary, and let them come to Tu Jie's house to apologize."
that's all?
Tu Jie is unbelievable. If he beats a high-ranking official, he will be fined half a month's salary, and then just apologize. Your Majesty is such a soft-spoken person.
"Tu Jie, don't argue with them." Lao Zhu comforted him warmly: "You are a first-class official. You should show your generosity to your colleagues below."
"This grievance is nothing. Han Yike even spattered me. I didn't say anything. Don't take it to heart."
Seeing that Tu Jie was about to speak, he hurriedly said: "Let someone go to Zhuanglang again to see what's going on with Gu Chen. How can the grain production increase so much?"
He had mobile surveillance and stayed by Gu Chen's side, so he naturally understood what was going on, but others didn't understand.
So we still have to do some superficial work.
The same goes for Tu Jie. He didn't even know how to send someone to Zhuang Lang to inquire about it and then came to complain. No wonder Old Han wanted to tease him.
Disaster!
"Yes, Father."
Zhu Biao glanced at Tu Jie and left, going straight back to Princess Chang's room.
"Pick someone who is smart and can draw. Go to Zhuanglang County to see Gu Chen and ask him to draw the steps. Dad and I both want to see it."
"Collect some old clothes and fabrics from the palace and bring them over to support the people during the winter. Didn't Jinhua pay tribute to a lot of hams? Take two for him."
After the explanation was made, Zhu Biao sat in front of the desk and wrote a letter to Gu Chen.
Encourage him to continue working hard in Zhuanglang and get him back in two years at most.
Although Gu Chen said that he was willing and hoped to be a county magistrate in Zhuanglang for the rest of his life, he only thought that Gu Chen's words were polite.
How many of the scholars who passed the imperial examination and entered official positions did not want to become prime ministers?
Zhu Biao fantasized about Gu Chen's depression in that poor place, and after thinking about it, he wrote about Tu Jie being beaten up by Han Yike.
Chang, who was grinding ink for him, smiled and said, "Your Highness, are you trying to make Mr. Gu see Tu Jie's joke?"
Because of Gu Chen's reminder, Zhu Biao went outside to find a famous doctor to treat his wife.
The result is that I have weak Qi and blood and a weak body. It is really not recommended to get pregnant.
So in the past two years, he has not let his wife get pregnant, always thinking of waiting until she gets better. After all, his wife's body is the most important.
Children, he now has two sons and is not in a hurry to have more children.
"Yes. It's good to make him happy."
Zhu Biao pinched his wife's increasingly rounded face before putting the written letter into the envelope.
"It's time for Xiongying to become enlightened. Mr. Song became an official last year. I want Song Zhen to enlighten our son first. He can write a good handwriting, which is perfect for teaching a child to enlighten."
Although he was only a member of Zhongshushe, his calligraphy was indeed ranked first in the Ming Dynasty.
"Yeah, that's fine." After hearing this, Mrs. Chang felt that it was quite good: "It's a pity that Yun Wen is still in his infancy, otherwise the two brothers could study together."
Zhu Biao smiled and said: "The royal family has no shortage of good teachers. When Yunwen reaches the age of starting school, I will just pick one for him."
"It's just that my parents feel sorry for Xiongying. How come it's not easy to deal with such a small baby? Haha, why didn't my parents know how they felt about Xiongying back then?"
He also started reading at this age and began to learn such complicated things.
No matter how cold the winter is or how hot it is, the teacher will never show mercy if he fails to complete the task.
At that time, I didn’t see my parents feeling distressed.
The eldest son is expected to inherit the great cause, so he must be trained strictly from an early age.
The second son is not like that. If he wants to play for a few years, he can play for a few years.
"That's natural. We're kissing each other in the next generation."
Zhuanglang County.
The envoys from the East Palace went to paint pictures, while Gu Chen looked at the prince's letter with silly joy.
"This Tujie, does he also have this day?"
However, after all, Lao Zhu was so majestic that Lao Han would not dare to do anything in front of him no matter how angry he was. This would have been the case during the Ming Dynasty.
The stains are definitely more than just covering the head one by one.
Lao Han, the teacher, really didn't shout in vain and made himself angry.
It's just that the beating was too little. I should have kicked him a few times and tore his mouth open to relieve his anger.
But when he saw what was below, Gu Chen couldn't laugh anymore.
Why do you want to go back by yourself?
Are you angry?
Gu Chen wrote and told His Highness the Crown Prince that he could not bear to leave the people here, and that Zhuang Lang would not go back if he could not pay the taxes and grain from the lower county.
After finishing writing, he still felt that it was not safe, so he quickly copied it on another piece of paper, and directly changed the word "Xiaxian" to "Zhongxian".
"Hey, this shabby place needs to pay 60,000 shi in taxes and grains to be a ghost."
