Li Bai passed away, the furnace is cold and the sword is rusty. When violence can't make businessmen admit defeat, then what else does the Ming Empire have? If those people are willing to do things they don't want to do, then the benefits can only be higher than what they pay. Groups bound by interests are the most durable.
Some people go to the Western Ocean on rainy nights, and some people return to their hometowns in the wind and snow, both of which are driven by favorable conditions.
Countless lessons have proven that the benefits of violence are only temporary. If you want to achieve long-term benefits, you need a gentle approach.
"My lord, taking people's money is like killing their parents. What's more, it's a businessman who is unscrupulous for profit. It's hard to get them to pay taxes willingly."
Even with media supervision and severe legal punishment, tax evasion is common, and it is not easy to get them to pay taxes.
"It's just because of the difficulty that I found you. Do you think Jinyiwei Qianhu is so easy to get?"
"Ahem, Lord Duke, if I think of a way, see if you can make Hao Liande abdicate in favor of someone more worthy,"
Hearing Wang Busheng's heroic words, Zhang Luzi almost couldn't breathe, "You've only been in the job for a few days. It's like being a commander, peeing and taking pictures, maybe."
"Would it be rude to just spread it here?" Wang Bu is a little shy. Although Zhang Luzi is his elder and a man, Wang Busheng still rejects this kind of thing. After all, the male protagonist is not a men's football player and he wants to lose face.
Zhang Luzi's face turned cold, "As long as you dare, I will cut you off and keep you as a royal horse supervisor and a eunuch."
"Ahem, I'm kidding, I'm kidding. My lord, you are not humorous at all. A thousand households will be a thousand households. Although the official position is a bit small, isn't there still Xiao Tiantian as a lucky draw? "Okay, it's settled, as long as I thought about the way merchants collect taxes, and this boy is Jinyiwei Qianhu. "
"It's a deal, little old man, I won't frame you, but you have to hurry up. After the New Year, the tax payment work will start. If it doesn't work, the Holy Spirit will blame it, and our agreement will be cancelled." "
"You are underestimating your grandson. Don't worry, Grandpa. Your grandson can read at the age of three, read all the ancient books at the age of four, and can compose poetry at the age of five. He has been knowledgeable for 500 years, and has been knowledgeable for 500 years. Isn't it just to let businessmen take the initiative to pay taxes? Leave it to your grandson." After talking about the small things, it’s time to discuss the big things.
Wang Bushi clenched his fists together and drew circles on the ground with his toes, "Grandpa, I heard that your granddaughter is also as beautiful as a flower and is about the same age as the boy."
"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm getting old, and when the weather gets cold, I feel uncomfortable." Zhang Luzi, who was full of energy, ordered to the door, "Come here, prepare the car, sir, I want to see the doctor."
"Old man, you are trying to frame yourself," Wang Bushit was suspicious.
With a heavy responsibility, Wang Busheng left the British government.
Use snowflakes as bait in the dark night to catch the poetry and painting in the hearts of literati.
Walking on the pure white snow, the black footprints left behind are like the evil and filth in the world. You can never wipe them clean, they will only become dirtier as you wipe them. I just hope that the snow will be more intense and wipe them away. Some evil and filth are covered up, frozen to death.
Walking on a deserted road, there may be people who slowly stop breathing in a corner that you can't see. How many people will be treated kindly by heaven in this world, and what is the meaning of their lives for those who are punished by heaven? , once in life, there are only tears and pain, how many people shout in anger, it is enough to be a human being once.
In that cold-blooded world. Seeing the separation between life and death, Wang Busui's cold heart gradually melted in this world. He had no power to change in his previous life. Maybe I can do something in this life!
It was already dark when he got home, but when he saw the bright lights, Wang Busui's heart suddenly warmed up.
"I'm back." He opened the door and walked in.
On the street, the mountains are covered with snow, and the flute plays with the evening wind and the waning moon.
The moon hangs in the sky, the sky is bright, and the dust is in the sky and on earth.
Time is like a delicate body hidden in the darkness, slipping away quietly in the warm and fragrant soft jade. The sun rises and a new day is about to begin.
Since he was absent from work yesterday and received no punishment from the capital, Wang Busheng has become much more courageous. He also knows that young people need to sleep more, and it doesn't matter if he is three or two hours late in the morning.
A bad person does bad things all his life and then does one good thing, which makes him turn back. A good person does good things all his life and then does one bad thing, which exposes his true colors. A good person needs to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships to become a Buddha. The bad guys only need to put down the butcher's knife. In order to make the Ming Empire's officialdom look at him differently, Wang Busheng decided to be late for 364 days of the year, 365 days a year.
However, when Wang Bu was sleeping soundly, there was a hurried knock on the door, "Sir, Sir, is there something urgent?"
A cup was thrown at him, and Wang Bushu was furious and asked, "Is the sky falling?"
"No, but it's coming soon." The white cat's voice came from outside. ,
"The sky is falling and I'm going to find Mr. Qianhu. My official position is humble and I speak lightly." Wang Bu died and fell asleep again.
"Sir, don't sleep. It was Master Qianhu who sent someone to look for you."
I have been working for a few days, and I and several other colleagues have a tacit understanding of not disturbing me if nothing happens. But today, Master Qianhu sent someone here, it must be something big.
Wearing this official uniform comes with this responsibility. Although Wang Busheng didn't want to, he still got up reluctantly.
Opening the door, a gust of cold air hit him. Wang Bushid couldn't help but wrapped himself in a cotton coat, "It's really not what people do to let people go to work in such a cold weather." Looking at the white cat outside the door, Wang Busheng was in a bad mood. "What's going on?"
"Replying to your lord, Lord Qianhu sent someone to tell you that the newly appointed acting magistrate of Songjiang Prefecture took office yesterday. All the officials of Songjiang Prefecture went to the city gate to greet you yesterday, but you are the only one who can't be found."
According to the rules of the officialdom, the prefect of Songjiang Prefecture is the biggest leader in Songjiang Prefecture. When someone succeeds, all officials, whether civil or military, should go out to greet him as a sign of respect. It will not matter if everyone does not go, but everyone has gone. As long as you didn't go, there would be a problem. The relationship with the previous magistrate Xie was not very harmonious. Wang Busheng didn't want to have any unpleasantness with the second magistrate, even though he was only the acting magistrate. Yesterday, Wang Busheng was invited as a guest by the British Duke in a bad way, and Li Ergou and others went to Shuangwaiwai Bathhouse to take a bath. Wu Dang sent people to look for him, but naturally he couldn't find anyone.
"Why didn't anyone notify me about such a big thing?" Suspecting that he was being isolated, Wang Bushit was very angry. We are all class brothers. When you were eating chaffy vegetables, why didn't you call yourself when you were eating chicken?
"Well, Master Qianhu sent someone to look for you, but he couldn't find you"? White Cat explained.
"Can't find it, why can't I call?" Find people, use modern tools, save time and effort.
"Well, I heard from Brother Ergou that because Master Qianhu secretly hid private money to pay the phone bill and Madam found out, Mrs. Wu confiscated all of Master Qianhu's money and also confiscated the telephone, a very expensive communication tool."
Well, Mr. Qianhu's love for Mrs. Wu is clearly shown. Men become bad when they are rich. Love deeply and control tightly.
"I couldn't help it if I didn't go yesterday. Why did Master Qianhu send someone to look for me today?"
"Sir, it's like this. The acting prefect of Songjiang Prefecture summoned all officials of Songjiang Prefecture to the prefect's Yamen for a meeting."
"It's a meeting. I just performed my duties yesterday and will have a meeting today. The acting prefect is very motivated to work." He didn't attend yesterday and had to go today. Wang Busheng hurriedly ordered, "Get your horses ready."
It was so fast. If it were in his previous life, Wang Busheng would have received a lot of fines.
The Songjiang Mansion Yamen is still so broken that even the gods in the sky are not willing to care about it. Otherwise, how could Xie Xiangrong fall?
Seeing Wang Bushiti in Feiyu uniform, although he didn't have a good impression of Jin Yiwei, he was a sixth-grade official after all. The prefect's Yamen officer stepped forward and clasped his fists, "Sir, please give me a hand. The meeting is about to start. Please give me a favor." Come in quickly”.
"Thank you, brother." A few pieces of silver were thrown into the hands of the yamen servant.
The Yamen servant was overjoyed. "Thank you sir"
It's just a tael of silver, which is indispensable to many people, but to some people it is as important as life. "You're welcome, maybe you won't look down on this one tael of silver in the future."
Watching Wang Bu die leaving, the Yamen servant fell into deep contemplation.
Songjiang Prefecture is considered a relatively developed prefecture in the coastal area, so it should be equipped with more officials. Of course, the stingy Zhu Xiluo felt that it was not necessary, so the number of officials in Songjiang Prefecture was only one hundred and eighty.
It is estimated that the Songjiang Prefecture Yamen has never received so many officials, so the location of the meeting was chosen at the training ground of Songjiang Prefecture's police officers.
It was obvious that the government officials in Songjiang Prefecture had no experience in receiving so many officials at the same time. The Wuyangyang crowd was not organized in any way. Everyone gathered in small groups with people they were familiar with. Chatting, of course, the main content is bragging.
Wang Bushi discovered Wu as Lao Duan and Guo Lao Lao without searching carefully. Because it is easy to find, there is no one within five meters of Jinyiwei.
Seeing Wang Shisui, Wu Zuishi waved, "Brother Wang, here,"
Wang Busheng walked over and sat down.
The two of them had worshiped Guan Gong, no, they were the real brothers of the Lucky Cat. They were very kind to Wang Bu Sheng, who might be his master's illegitimate son. Wu Zuosheng took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Wang Bu Sheng, "Your boy is finally here, I heard. Yesterday, your entire Dongshi office was absent from work, and I thought you wouldn’t come today!”
"Well, the news spreads so fast. Everyone knows what happened yesterday."
Lao Duan and Boss Guo nodded, "Yes, Songjiang Mansion is so big that it's hard not to know about it. Therefore, in response to Brother Wang's fight for equal rights for our Jinyiwei and not being afraid of salary deductions, Boss Guo and I decided that from now on Starting next week, we will also have two weekends off."
"Yes, it's a weekend holiday. Their civil servants are human beings, but we Jin Yiwei are not human beings. We're not afraid of just deducting our wages." Anyway, the money won't reach his hands, and Wu Zuo was completely ruined.
"Yes, it's just the salary that I will never see. I don't want it anymore. Anyway, I can feed one person and the whole family will not be hungry."
"I agree with everyone's point of view. A few days ago, my wife worked in a snack factory. She earns a lot of money every month. She can still live without that salary."
"Thank you brothers for your support. If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence. We want to have a double holiday. We want to have a double holiday." Several people raised their hands in the air and spoke loudly.
"Haha. People who are illiterate still want to have weekends off. You only deserve to work overtime all year round," the crowd whispered, but they only dared to talk in a low voice. After all, Jin Yiwei's reputation is there.
Suddenly remembering the occasion, several people put down their arms in embarrassment.
People can be kind, but they cannot always be bullied. Everyone should have equal rights to rest.
