Liu Mao stumbled and explained the whole story. He was the county magistrate appointed by a senior official in the Ministry of Personnel, and was mainly responsible for the county's tax revenue.
"Guan Gu, we are all disaster victims, where can we get the money and food to pay taxes!"
"If you don't give us a way to survive, you are not worthy of being the county magistrate!"
The people cursed.
Zhao An pondered for a moment, asking the people to calm down, then grabbed the trembling Liu Mao and entered the county government office.
The master bravely said: "Sir, we were ordered to run an errand. Now His Majesty is short of money. The Ministry of Officials specially approved an official document asking us to raise money from merchants as soon as possible to support His Majesty's state affairs."
Not surprisingly, the incompetent gang in the Household Department caused harm to the people, but in the end, they transferred their bad reputation to the empress.
The empress couldn't get any money from the Ministry of Household Affairs, so she had to pay for everything out of her own pocket.
"The officials want you to plunder and plunder, so you come to rob the people? Let me ask you, where do the victims of the disaster get the money to give you?"
Zhao An's cold words made Liu Mao and Master mute, and they could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.
"Que'er, go find Qian Yu." Zhao An gave the order, and Que'er walked away.
After waiting for a while, Qian Yu and his men arrived. He had heard about it along the way. When he saw the county magistrate kneeling on the ground, his heart was as bright as a mirror. He pulled Zhao An and said secretly: "I also want to intervene, officials specially sent by the Ministry of Personnel. , but it’s a pity…”
He cannot enter the court now, so he is hiding in the county to secretly accumulate strength. He wants to kill the county magistrate and replace him with his own people, but after all, he has to consider His Majesty's face.
Zhao Andao said: "You are a distinguished noble, what are you afraid of? These people will be beaten if they don't obey. There are people at the court to carry them, not to mention it is just a small county government. It is useless for the censors and officials to impeach. In addition, you can also Submit a letter and take action with the officials. In the end, no one will dare to take office again, and the county government will also fall into your hands."
"What about private business taxes?" Qian Yu scratched his head and asked, Zhao An said: "The victims of the disaster only have a certain amount of tax money. I will help them pay it, and then I will tell His Majesty to change the tax as soon as possible."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed."
Qian Yu's force of arms is far superior to his brain power, but he also understands the power of it. Most businesses are controlled by aristocratic families, and they will strongly oppose reforms.
"If they don't agree to change the commercial tax rate, I will suppress their industries and make them obey sooner or later."
Zhao An gave Qian Yu a list and asked him to speed up the construction of the factory and continue to recruit workers.
In addition, in the name of team building, it is necessary to recruit employees widely and train troops privately. If there is a lack of iron ore, just fish it from the Dagu River.
The river contains iron sand, which is a natural resource.
Qianyu listened blankly, as if listening to a book from heaven. His not-so-smart brain could not understand how iron ore could be produced in the river.
Finally, Zhao An took out a sealed scroll and stuffed it into his sleeve, "This is an important weapon of the country. Please do it well and don't let any news leak, otherwise it will be a disaster."
Qian Yu didn't know what was going on, but he nodded obediently.
He and Zhao An were both important ministers that the old man took care of before his death. He was good at force and Zhao An was good at brain power. The two of them divided their labors and cooperated to lift His Majesty to the real throne!
After the discussion, Qian Yu waved his hand and had the county magistrate Liu Mao and his master dragged out, tied to the yamen gate and beaten!
These two turtle grandchildren must be whipped to death!
In addition, I have to write a book of ten thousand people, and I will go to the palace tomorrow to face the saint and impeach the heavenly officials of the Ministry of Personnel.
"Two adults, please spare your lives! I will never dare to do this again!"
Liu Mao was so frightened that he peed. As a result, several strong men tied him to a big tree in front of the government office with a hemp rope and whipped him with a whip!
The skin and flesh were torn apart by the beating.
The people rushed to watch and cheered loudly.
An hour later, Zhao An and his party returned to Cuilan Garden.
Zhao An met Qian Yuwei alone and hoped that she could also join the literary club.
"The little girl is only afraid of staining the lintel of the saint, and she dare not make any mistakes."
Qian Yuwei was happy when her husband invited her personally, but her identity was not suitable.
Zhao An said: "You are talented and have many suitors, so just think of it as doing me a favor. If you have any need in the future, just ask."
"Since the gentleman said so, it would be hypocritical for the little girl to shirk it anymore."
"Ahem, Miss Qianyu, we have known each other for a long time, right?" Zhao An gritted his teeth and started to warm up. The latter was startled, and his innocent face seemed to be smiling, "Sir, you have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
"Does Miss Qianyu have any capable people under her command?"
Zhao An said it implicitly, almost writing it on his face that I am missing someone.
Qian Yuwei smiled, "Yes, there is. After my family suffered a disaster, most of the servants were dismissed, but there are still some loyal people around."
"Is it strong? Is it credible?"
"Strong and believable."
"Can you..."
"cannot."
Qian Yuwei refused very simply, and Zhao An was so choked that he rolled his eyes.
This is different from what I thought!
"I'm sorry, sir, I know that the person you want will be of great use, but I am not short of people, so I can't accept your order."
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say that."
Zhao An felt resentful. After all, he didn't know much about Qian Yuwei. He only knew that she had a grudge against Chen Guogong and would most likely plan revenge. He hoped she wouldn't go too extreme.
After leaving the room, Zhao An had just closed the door when he heard a harsh curse, "Who is that? How did you come out of Qian Yu's room! Do you know that she is the one that I like!"
Standing in the hall was a young man in rich clothes, with an average appearance and a frown between his eyebrows.
Behind him are two young men of equally extraordinary worth.
Needless to say, the three of them are noble sons of aristocratic families, otherwise they would not dare to be so arrogant.
Zhao An teased: "Where did you come from? Miss Qian Yuwei and I sat down and talked about it. You have to take care of it too. Your family lives by the sea?"
"My master, Liu Wuhui, is a madman!"
The young master's voice was high-pitched, attracting everyone's attention.
It turns out that he is a descendant of the Liu family.
The Liu family is the capable person who helps Chen Guogong control the Daxia Paper Industry. It is said that the head of the Liu family was transferred to the Imperial College yesterday with the Queen's warrant. I don't know what Chen Guogong thinks. This guy has no idea that the family has taken the wrong path, and he still dares to do so. So domineering.
Que'er and Zhou Rang were drinking in the hall, looking like idiots.
Liu Wuhui said angrily: "Boy, if you are sensible, get out of here. You can touch Miss Qianyu! If you don't, I will break your legs."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're holding your mouth like this, does your father know?"
Zhao An was not angry either. He lay down beside the guardrail on the second floor and looked down at him. His words made everyone in the hall burst into laughter.
In fact, they couldn't stand this group of young masters from aristocratic families. They usually used their backgrounds to run amok. Ordinary people were afraid of their power and dared not offend them. Today, someone finally stood up and challenged them.
"Why are you laughing! What does it have to do with you!"
Liu Wuhui's face was very ugly. Seeing that Zhao An still refused to come down, he immediately threatened: "You have violated the dignity of the family, do you know the consequences."
"Oh, I'm so scared. Will you stop selling me paper in the future?"
"You bastard!"
