The little officials were in a mess, flying like headless flies, trying every means to save their lives. The former officials were no better than them at this time. Most of the things you can find are just stewards.
But the officials are different. If they want to save their lives, or to save their prosperity, they can only find higher-level officials.
But now the highest level of Hanyang is Lin Yuan, and below Lin Yuan is Chen Baisong, and there is no object of concentration of power below Chen Baisong.
In other words, Lin Yuan used to be able to push Song Shizhao or Wu Changqing out, but now there is no such person.
So some officials looked at Lin Yuan, and more at Chen Bosong.
After all, giving gifts to Lin Yuan or showing loyalty, Lin Yuan is not necessarily rare, he is already the master of Hanyang, but Chen Bosong is different, he still has a Lin Yuan on it.
"So, there are a lot of people who have given you gifts recently?" Lin Yuan looked at Chen Bosong with a half-smile, no one could tell what he was thinking. Breath came back to his senses.
Chen Bosong said, "No answer."
Lin Yuan: "Why don't you pick it up? They don't send you any ordinary goods."
Chen Baisong pursed his lips, he remembered the conversation Song Shizhao had with him before he left.
Song Shizhao said to him: "General Chen, your lord treats you with sincerity. That is your business. You must not be arrogant."
"My lord is not called a king now, and the one who will be called a king in the future will definitely not be a king. It would be better for the general to understand it earlier."
"There is still a wall between brothers, let alone between monarchs and ministers, generals, Song urges you to know how to advance and retreat, and then you will find peace."
Chen Baisong also understood in his heart that he was Lin Yuan's grandma. He grew up together since childhood. Even if he was separated for some time, it didn't last long. When he returned to Lin Yuan, his original subordinates were not disturbed. , compared to several other generals who had to hand in military talismans at any time, Lin Yuan was indeed very fond of him.
But there is a limit to this favor. Chen Bosong has no doubt that once Lin Yuan finds out that he is sorry for him, Lin Yuan's patience and favor for him will disappear instantly.
Maybe Song Shizhao also saw that Lin Yuan is a tolerant person, but his tolerance is very limited. His tolerance will be given to his people, but not to those who hold power. If the people live up to him, he may not let it go at all. In his heart, but his officials, his generals failed him, and Lin Yuan would change his face.
When killing the official, Lin Yuan did not show a trace of reluctance.
Lin Yuan is sometimes a gentle and gentle gentleman, and sometimes a cruel and cruel tyrant.
No one wanted to see the back of him.
Chen Baisong calmed down, lowered his head and said, "Giving gifts with me to seek benefits, if I accept it, I will be an accomplice."
"Why not?" 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 had an indescribable sense of oppression.
His young master is becoming more and more king.
Lin Yuan's words were gentle, and he couldn't hear a trace of unnecessary emotion in his voice: "It just so happened that it cost a lot of money to fight Hanyang. Since they gave it away, you should accept it."
Lin Yuan sighed and said, "No one gave me a gift, and showing loyalty has no practical benefit."
Chen Bosong: "..."
He thought about it so much, it was really too much.
Lin Yuan also complained about this: "It's fine in Gaoyou, after all, there are Song Shizhao and Wu Changqing, and it's not surprising that no one will give me gifts. Now that I'm in Hanyang, I didn't push anyone out, they gave you gifts. Don't give it to me, what's the point? I don't seem to be short of money?"
Lin Yuan does not have his own private treasury. Although he is the uncrowned king, he does not enjoy it very much. He is so busy every day that his feet cannot touch the ground. Nothing at all.
After all, as soon as the tax comes in, he has to spend it again. Besides, who are the people who pay the tax? All are big, not many.
As for the large number of ordinary people, they could barely support themselves. If Lin Yuan levied taxes, the foreshadowing in the early stage would be over.
In Lin Yuan's expectation, the people would be able to support themselves within five years, without the need for more subsidies, and achieve a balance of payments within ten years.
Tax payment within 20 years, and the country's economy strengthens, it is already very good.
So it is a good thing that someone sends money, and of course he is happy to receive it.
Although the businessmen are rich, they are willing to give him money, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, and it is impossible for him to let the businessmen monopolize the market after he really takes that seat.
The national economy is the lifeblood of the country, and he can allow businessmen to fight each other within the scope he has set for greater interests.
But he will not allow businessmen who want to control the country's economy.
"If they send it, you will receive it. There is a figure for how much you receive. Let your staff prepare the ledger and send it to me. Whatever the money is spent, you have to report it. You can handle the rest yourself." Lin Yuanchong Chen Bosong said, "You have to be optimistic about the people below you. Some people can resist sharp knives and sharp blades. Sugar-coated cannonballs are sometimes more powerful than sharp blades."
Chen Bosong smiled: "Naturally obey."
Lin Yuan touched his chin and sighed, "I think I look like a good talker, why isn't anyone giving me gifts?"
Chen Bosong comforted: "How about I give them some hints."
Lin Yuan's expression instantly became serious: "No, I want them to give it to me willingly!"
"If you spend so little money, you want benefits. Where in the world is there such a cheap thing?"
Lin Yuan made a final decision, so the life of Hanyang officials and big households was not easy.
High and small officials everywhere had to go to see the stewards constantly, and the stewards didn't tell them what was going on.
He just said, "You adults have a really good life. There are fine wines and beautiful women. Unlike our Nan Bodhisattva, who works hard for the people, even sitting down and drinking tea, you can only drink rough tea that adults can't despise."
Once this is said, these people will understand.
But they still did not dare to give gifts to Lin Yuan.
Anyone with a little brain knows that if you give a gift at this time, doesn't it prove that you are guilty
Turn it out in the future, that's the evidence.
So they all waited to see if anyone would be the first to give the gift, and if the gift-giver was okay or got an award, it would not be too late for them to give it.
But it didn't take long before the manager came to the door again.
This time, it was a little awkward.
The gist is:
"You are living so well, it can be seen that you don't care about the people. If you care about the people, how can you live in a big house and eat delicious food from the mountains and seas, and the people are still starving outside! The Bodhisattva is also starving, and the Bodhisattva Nan just doesn’t talk about it, but you have no sympathy at all.”
The officials had no choice but to go the way of Chen Bosong first.
So Chen Bosong received even more gifts, which made Chen Bosong feel a little overwhelmed.
He has fought for so many years, and he has never seen any rare treasures, but as long as it is rare, it is valuable.
If no one buys it, the rare treasure is not a rare treasure.
But the money of these officials keeps coming in every day, as if they are sitting on a mountain of gold and silver, they will not worry about eating and drinking for several lifetimes.
Lin Yuan got even more angry when he got the ledger sent by Chen Bosong.
"Ridiculous!" Lin Yuan yelled angrily, "However, these small officials have such financial resources! Even if they feed the people of a city, they can support them for several years! And this Hanyang was only a few years after Xu Shouhui's defeat, so they could loot it. So much! It's jaw-dropping!"
Chen Bosong: "Kill them all?"
Lin Yuan took a deep breath: "No hurry, I will settle with them in the future."
"If all the officials in the world are like this, then what about the wealth of the country and the strength of the people? What about coming to the DPRK from all over the world? Are you making jokes about it?"
After the officials opened up Chen Bosong's joints, they began to give gifts to Lin Yuan. At first, they only dared to be sneaky, and they didn't dare to say who gave it when they gave it. Gradually getting bigger, Lin Yuan's acquiescence fueled his arrogance.
These people even started to compare, 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 made of the flesh and blood of the people, and each one is stained with countless blood.
The whole of Hanyang suddenly became impetuous, but the people had to be in charge to appease, and there was no trouble.
But there was a smog among the officials, and they resumed their old style, forming gangs and serving as each other's arms.
Hu Yu also took 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 couldn't even enter the door of other people's houses. Now, people not only give him gifts, but also tell him good and bad, all kinds of flattery, and the servants of big families with eyes in the sky on weekdays, in front of him. , it should also be attached to the small and low, flattering to please.
He was even willing to betroth his daughter to him. What he asked for was not a full wife, but a concubine. Not only did he marry a concubine, but he was also willing to give him a concubine, either as a slave or a maid.
If Hu Yu still had the idea of marrying Zhou Qiuniang, he would have agreed long ago.
He thinks that his wife is in the way now, how can he marry another bunch
Hu Yu seemed to have been a clerk for so many years, so he naturally knew that in order to please people, he had to show sincerity.
No matter how powerful the character and role this Master Sun, who wanted his daughter to marry him, was originally, now that the sky above his head has changed, what's the use
That Zhou Qiuniang had been with Nanwang since he was still a landlord, and she was the first woman to hold an official position. Her connections and court power had accumulated for so many years, and she was comparable to a mere official who did not enter the imperial court.
Hu Yu had his own calculations in his heart, and he took the money.
Man, he doesn't want to.
Others invite him to go.
But if others asked for it, he agreed to it face to face, and turned his head to deny it.
The more benefits you take, the more people you offend.
Countless people behind him wished he died.
At this time, Hu Yu was ready to divorce his original partner and asked a matchmaker to propose marriage to Qiuniang.
The author has something to say: In these few chapters, the matter of Hanyang is settled, and the camera will turn to the red sleeve.