Brother Song Taizu

Chapter 83
Zhao Kuangyin was very angry, very angry.

After all, he was born in the military, and he hated corrupt officials the most. It was the same in every dynasty and generation. Military people hated the literati who were greedy for money, and literati hated the military people who were afraid of death.

After all, he usurped the kingdom of the Later Zhou Dynasty, and he treated the officials of the previous dynasty with large-scale appeasement. During this year, his energy has been focused on the army, but he has not yet taken care of the civil servants.

We just took this tax inspection as an opportunity to rectify the administration of officials.

As for letting a pure warrior like Zhang Qiong come to check taxes and manage officials, this is called the Wu Dynasty style. The efficiency of these people in doing things is more than a hundred times higher than that of civilian officials.

Of course, Zhao Guangmei is not optimistic about Zhang Qiong. The reason is that the tax system is too complicated. If you want to change it, the complexity is almost as complicated as Wang Anshi's later reform. In the original history, it was Zhao Kuangyin and The two brothers, Zhao Guangyi, were hardly restricted by the power of the prime minister. It took two generations for the arbitrary emperor to basically smooth it out and gradually formulate it. Even if Zhao Guangmei was asked to do it personally, it could only be done. Work slowly and carefully, little by little.

A powerful economy has the benefits of a powerful economy. To put it bluntly, the elements of the world are nothing more than land and population, and the means for powerful people to evade taxes is nothing more than hiding their fields and households. In this case, sending out tooth soldiers may indeed have a miraculous effect, but for those who have already For the Song Dynasty, which gradually entered the civil economy, there were too many ways to market the economy. The taxation and finance of the Northern Song Dynasty were the most complicated among all feudal dynasties. For a barbarian like Zhang Qiong, let alone end up doing things. , if he can stand on the side and understand the doorways here, he is considered powerful.

But what does that have to do with him?

So he was still nibbling on the apple.

"I heard someone said that your business will be involved in salt and sugar production next year?"

"Huh? Ah, I have this idea. Mainly, when I make soap and fruit wine, don't I have to use lard? After taking the lard, the pork has to be processed urgently. As a result, the pork is sold cheaply, around Kaifeng The price of pork has gone down, but because I am raising pigs, I have contracted a large amount of land, which has caused the price of surrounding grains to rise sharply. How wasteful is this?"

"So I was thinking about taking the lard and salting the pork to make ham, bacon, bacon, etc., which can be easily stored and transported. It can be sold to the people all over the world, so that the poor people all over the world can use it. You can have a bite of pork every once in a while, and the pork also contains a little salt. If you eat a small piece every day, you won't even have to buy salt. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Of course, official salt is too expensive. If I want to use official salt, it will be more expensive than pork. So, I plan to ask people to buy some salt mines. Don't worry, I won't sell these salts on the market. They will all be used for pickling. pork."

Zhao Kuangyin frowned and said: "Salt tax is the foundation of national tax. You bought a salt mine and marinated the pork. Wouldn't it make it difficult for the Salt and Iron Department to do it? Next year's salt tax..."

Halfway through, he saw Zhao Guangmei looking at him with a half-smile, her eyes almost turning into crescents.

"Do you think there is a problem with the salt tax?"

Zhao Guangmei did not answer, but laughed and said: "Okay, brother, don't think so much. It's meaningless to tell you this now. In short, the court is run by our family, and the business is also run by our family. The court makes money." It’s a profit, a business is also a profit, the meat rots in the pot, so what are you struggling with? As for where to make the money, wait until next year when we get the money, you can then consider whether to put it in your pocket , or in your pants pocket, it’s not too late. Let’s not talk about this for now, by the way, are you going to go to everyone’s drinking party tonight?”

"You've already said that if they wanted me to go, they wouldn't have booked it at Fan Tower. Then I'd better go to hell and get out of here. I'll send the eunuch to Fan Tower to settle the bill tomorrow."

"Hey, okay, let's go."

Then Zhao Guangmei ran away in a hurry.

It has been more than a year, but he still doesn't like the atmosphere and smell of Duanwen Hall. He feels uncomfortable even staying here.

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Evening, Fan Tower.

"Brothers, uncles, and brothers and sisters from the business, come and show off your delicious food and drinks. My eldest brother will pay for all the expenses tonight!!"

In one sentence, the banquet was directly pushed to a climax.

Countless orchids were singing and dancing in the middle of the banquet, and the music of the pipa became fierce and exciting. They were all old and rough, and I couldn't tell whether they were good or bad. The rhythm was tighter, and just found some beauties to dance the pipa. Overall, The feeling was no different from going to a nightclub before he time traveled.

"Your Highness, are you still drinking orange juice? You even have a wife, but you still don't drink?"

Gao Huaide, who was drunk and confused, put his arm around Zhao Guangmei's shoulders and thrust a wine bottle into his hand.

"Well... I'm still young after all."

"You're still a little kid, come on, come on, drink, don't stop before you finish the glass."

On the other side, Shi Shouxin was already on the table, holding a girl with two hands and one arm: "Hahaha, drink, drink, everyone drinks, everyone drinks, I am happy today, hahaha, I am so happy. "

Seeing this, several other veterans also urged to drink. Zhao Guangmei was obviously dizzy in this atmosphere. She thought for a while and said: "Then...drink a little?"

In fact, he was really greedy for wine.

After all, he was a restaurant owner in his previous life, how could he not like drinking?
'Well, just have a sip, just a little bit. After all, I have made so much money this year. This is also equivalent to team building. How can the boss not drink during team building? 'Then, as soon as you close your eyes and open them, it will be tomorrow morning.

There was a beautiful woman lying next to her, both of them naked.

"Your Highness, you are awake."

Zhao Guangmei rubbed her aching head, accidentally glanced at the blood on the bed, frowned and said, "First time?"

"Yes, the slave family...the slave family is a prostitute, no, they are not prostitutes."

When Zhao Guangmei heard this, she gave her a big roll of her eyes, and then muttered dissatisfiedly: "This is my first time too."

Then try to remember what happened last night.

Just remember, he was so happy last night, and he kept drinking and drinking. Anyway, he couldn't remember how much he drank, at least... two or three jars.

I drank so much that I felt a little bit fragmented.

Anyway, after drinking, all the stewards in the lobby on the first floor left, and then he and the dozen or so veterans started to have sex together, and then somehow, he fell in love with a girl without knowing it.

These old and disrespectful people seemed to have called all the women up and down the Fan Tower to choose a concubine.

Do you sell your art but not your body?If I give you a big mouth, will you sell it?This group of people are all the kind of veteran gangsters who can't help robbing civilian women on the street. They all drank too much yesterday. It's just a bunch of prostitutes. Who will tolerate your bad habits?
Then Zhao Guangmei chose one in confusion and took a serious look at it. Well, at least the areas that should have grown have already grown. He should be at least seventeen or eighteen years old. The figure and appearance are both top-notch. At least it's not this one. The kind of little lolita that doesn't bloom, which is popular in the times.

It seems that even though I drank too much, my basic aesthetic sense was still there and I didn't do anything too animalistic.

"what's your name?"

"The slave family...the slave family's name is Xiaolan."

"I'm still missing a personal maid, are you happy with that?"

"I am happy to do so. Thank you, Your Highness for your grace."

A fool would not want to do that. The so-called selling one's art but not one's body is just to marry into a good family and become a concubine. Now that I have lost my perfect body, if I stay in Fanlou, I am afraid I won't be able to sell it, but if I enter Although she didn't even have the status of a concubine when she entered the palace, she could still be the prince's maidservant. What if she got pregnant one day?Is it just because the mother is more valuable than the son that she becomes a concubine?
His Highness the King of Qin is the Crown Prince. From now on... I don't dare to think about that.

Zhao Guangmei naturally thought of this, but no matter what, her body was already broken, so it seemed too irresponsible to leave her alone.

Sure enough, with my status, I shouldn't go into a place like this with fireworks.

What are these things called?

"Who stayed overnight last night?"

"Um...all of you, my lords, have stayed overnight."

"Have you all slept with girls too?"

Xiaolan nodded and said: "Among them, General Shi wants two."

"My brother-in-law and my father-in-law also..."

"Ah."

"Hey~"

What the hell is it like to do this kind of thing with your brother-in-law and father-in-law?

The key is to return the fragments of Te Niang. How it was done, I have no memory at all.

The thing has been done, and the body is ruined. The money will have to be paid later by the eldest brother. If not, he will be despised by the eldest brother. If not, he will be laughed at. In the end, he will not remember at all. Isn’t this money? Was it all in vain?
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(End of this chapter)