Chapter 613: Decentralization of power among slave teachers

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In fact, the whereabouts of many important personnel are very difficult to ascertain, but who allows Yang Gan to show off.

If you see a rhinoceros pulling something, or a carriage that looks very arrogant, it must be Yang Qian.

Long Daoyuan cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll thank you madam first."

"You're welcome, Master."

After Mrs. Yinglie nodded to the ministers on both sides, she said, "I feel a little unwell, so I'll go to the back to rest first."

"Li Lu, Zhai Ku, you two will treat Mr. Han well."

When he heard the words Mr. Han, Han Jingtong's tense face showed a long-lost look of relief.

Now that Mrs. Yinglie is relieved, there is something to talk about.

In fact, not only everyone present, but also the senior officials of Liao State, all understood that even if Xing Guo was added, Xia State might not be defeated in one fell swoop.

However, Yang Qian's troubles in the Central Plains in the past two years made everyone very uncomfortable. The biggest reason was that although he knew that he could not defeat the Xia Kingdom, he could effectively curb the development of the Xia Kingdom.

In this way, the other three countries can sleep peacefully. As for the problem of food and grass that year.

Again, there is no basis for this. I can only swallow this dark loss and wait for the opportunity in the future.

Not only in Fu Yan, but also in Liao State, meetings of small groups began to be held.

People who think bigger will start from the national level. On the surface, it is nothing more than the rise of Xia State, which will deter other vassal states.

Some people at the pinnacle of power think that if the Xia Kingdom is allowed to continue to be so strong, the situation of the four kingdoms will be broken.

The game of chess in the Central Plains is too big. Once the current situation is broken, no one can control it.

Being out of control is the most unacceptable thing for these kings, officials, and wealthy families.

There are also some people from small aristocratic families who have begun to unite together to see if they can plan for a foundation or status in such troubled times.

Wanghai County.

Watching the five huge fortune ships and dozens of various supporting warships, they were constantly rising and falling on the sea.

Tang Long felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. As a family that inherited shipbuilding, it had only built river ships. This was the first time it had built sea ships.

The use of various new technologies is also a test for their family.

Relying on Yang Qian's dictation and a not very professional painter, Tang Long was forced to refer to it. This may be what the saying goes, a layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the rules.

Tang Long has such a foundation and can understand the role of these technologies.

"Sir, I, we have finally built an entire fleet."

A dark-faced craftsman said with tears in his eyes.

The application of various technologies is not just talk. The entire shipbuilding team hardly slept well a day.

Different problems arise every day. Because warships are made of wood, many times they need to be solved at once. Otherwise, if a mistake is made, the entire piece of wood will be useless.

Tang Long clenched his fists, took a deep breath and said, "Go, inform County Magistrate Li and ask him to contact you immediately."

"No!"qδ

Yuntong County, Zhuangzi.

Today's Zhuangzi is no longer as sparse as before. As far as the eye can see, there are crops on the line between heaven and earth, and countless tenants are working in the fields.

There are some coop sheds near the field ridges, in which pottery bowls and other things are placed.

There were some tenant farmers sitting in the coop tents resting and chatting. Looking at the smiles on their faces, it was obvious that they were having a good life.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Yang Qian stood on the balcony, his upper body naked. Unlike his burly body, glistening sweat was constantly flowing.

Feather arrows shot out from his hands.

The place where the martial arts target was played has turned into a hedgehog, and now many servants in the mansion dare not clean it up.

Who knows when this crazy Wu Anjun will shoot an arrow, he almost hit someone last time.

"Sir, do you still shoot arrows?"

Seeing that the bow and arrow stopped shooting, I went down

The little cotton-padded jacket shouted upstairs.

It is estimated that the people who can shout out to Yang Gan are Xiaomianyao and other slaves who followed Yang Gan in the earliest days.

The newly recruited ones, who dare to call them that, just go upstairs and kneel on the ground to talk.

"Take care of it."

After Yang Gan said something, he threw the bow away, and the little girl came over panting and holding the wine gourd.

Yang Qian picked it up gently and drank half of it.

"Huh~~~!"

"Why, I beat you and you feel better so quickly?"

Yang Qian handed the wine gourd to the little girl and looked at Shi Yuanji beside him with a smile.

Shi Yuanji said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, I misunderstood. I accidentally wrote too much, so I won't stop it."

"Then I didn't hit you wrong."

"Your Majesty, I accept the punishment. I have perfected the system this time." Shi Yuanji handed the official document to Yang Qian with a humble look on his face.

If the king hadn't reminded him, if the slave really succeeded in killing him, then even if he died ten thousand times, it wouldn't be enough. Not only would he die, but his family would also be buried with him.

Yang Gan read the official documents.

Shi Yuanji's idea was very simple, that is, all officials who managed slaves would set up a separate department.

One officer, followed by an adjutant, means decentralization, with one official for every 100,000 or every 50,000 people.

Yang Qian just watched and walked towards the study. After sitting down, he started writing and drawing with a brush in hand.

"what do you think?"

After Yang Gan finished writing, he handed the official document to Shi Yuanji and asked.

Shi Yuanji took the official document and read it carefully. After a while, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Yang Qian in disbelief, obviously shocked.

"Sir, Your Majesty, what did you just think about?"

Yang Qian took out a cigarette from the bronze and gold box on the table, lit it, took a long puff, and exhaled.

"Yes, it's a very simple thing, otherwise? It just has more terms, but it's also an insurance."

I saw the entire process written on the official document.

slave priest

The most senior member is Siye and enjoys an annual salary of [two thousand stones].

There is one inspector for every 50,000 people, with an annual salary of [600 stone].

There is one inspector for every 10,000 people, who enjoys an annual salary of [300 shi].

The rest are stationed by retired soldiers.

The supervisor has a town governor and several members of the Tianshou Division. They are only responsible for personnel issues and are not responsible for the actual work of the Slave Division.

Article 1: The governor will be replaced every three years.

Clause 2: Inspectors and inspectors need to pass background checks and change subordinates every month.

Article 3: All official members of the Slave Order must register their weapons when using them.

After admiring, Shi Yuanji said curiously, "Your Majesty, my slave, bah, the slave priests use weapons that come from the military camp, and they are usually registered in the military camp."

Yang Gan blew out a smoke ring and snorted coldly, "There are more than 800,000 slaves. What should I do if 50,000 of them escape and carry weapons due to some unspeakable things?"

Shi Yuanji smiled and said, "Your Majesty, even if the fifty thousand slave army is armed to the teeth, I believe it will not be your opponent, and..."

As he spoke, Shi Yuanji suddenly shrank his head. After all, what he was saying seemed inappropriate.

Yang Gan directly hit the cigarette butt on Shi Yuanji's clothes. The latter did not feel strange at all. Instead, he took a cigarette from the box and lit it for Yang Gan.

Yang Gan shook his head and said, "Fifty thousand slaves? Even if it is half a million slaves, what can they do to me if they are fully armed? In my eyes, they are just a mob."

"But have you ever thought about it, if they rebel together, it will be easy to solve."

Yang Qian stretched out his fist, opened it, and said sternly, "If they are broken into pieces, what do you think the result will be?"

Shi Yuanji was stunned. This is terrifying if you think about it carefully. It is not difficult to annihilate them together. Breaking them into parts is the real plan to wipe out the whole family.

Yang Gan stood up, pointed on the document, pointed out the meaning of each clause, and asked him to understand.

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Don’t worry about Shi Yuanji’s betrayal, most founders will be fine.

Shi Yuanji put the document away as if he had found a treasure, Yang Gan patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Do it well, I'll teach you how to do it. The slave priest will also open a registration in the county governor's house. Although it is not recognized by the court, in Yuntong, your salary is your status. Don't let me down."

Shi Yuanji was so excited that he immediately accepted the offer.

It seemed that even the twenty army sticks he had been beaten with were much better. He clearly understood that if the king had not appeared, he might have died on the battlefield long ago. After all, the prairie people were not easy to deal with.

But since Junshang appeared, not only did everyone's lives get better, but he and his entire family also lived a life they had never imagined before.

The most important thing is that with the improvement of his status, comes great glory and authority.

In fact, there is one thing that Yang Qian has not said clearly. There are few head personnel. Firstly, the salary can be higher for these people. Secondly, these people will not come up with other ideas when they are busy.

Some members of the Tianshou Division will also be hidden. As long as someone has thoughts that they shouldn't have, these people will be Yang Qian's eyes and ears.

Yang Gan stood up, took his bow and arrows, and came to the balcony again. Several slaves had already tidied up the shooting range.

There are wooden barrels on both sides of the balcony, and a large number of arrowheads are placed inside, all of which are bronze arrowheads. After all, these things are also military supplies.

Yang Qian is a pragmatist and thinks that it is just for practicing archery, so there is no need to spend so much money, just use what you have before.

"Yuanji, what do you think of slaves?"

Shi Yuanji was always accompanying him, and it was a rare opportunity to get close to the emperor. For generals like them, who were stationed in one place all year round, they could not see Yang Gan every day.

Hearing Yang Qian's question, Shi Yuanji was stunned and thought deeply, "Does your superior mean internal or external?"

"Whoosh~~~!" Yang Qian said in surprise after two arrows.

"Nonsense, of course I am talking about foreign slaves and domestic slaves. It is not a big problem."

Shi Yuanji cupped his hands and said, "The general believes that these slaves are people who have a blood feud with my Xia Kingdom. Naturally, they need to be processed carefully. They must not be allowed to live comfortably. The fact that they can survive now is the result of your being lenient."

Yang Qian sighed in disappointment.

"Yuanji, is it possible to let them do hard work until they die?"

Shi Yuanji was stunned, "Isn't it?"

"I'm quite satisfied with your work, but not the most satisfied. Why did I name you Master Slave?"