Chapter 210 The Government Does Not Deceive the People and Is Honest
Li Chengqi followed and learned how to operate the various functions of the speaker. After eating, he went for a walk to eat.
By the way, I called a few smart people over to listen to Li Yi's explanation over and over again.
Repeat playback with one click. No one else is allowed to touch it. If you touch it and lose it, where can you find a tutorial?
Yao Chong also finished his meal and ate in Zhuangzi's canteen with ten people from Chongwen Hall.
The ten people felt good about everything they saw. When they saw the villagers eating along with them and serving the dishes so casually, they thought that studying was useless.
Study hard, take the imperial examination, pass the exam, and enter the Chongwen Hall.
As a result, the food in winter is not as good as other farmers.
So Yao Chong could only comfort them. Only one Zhuangzi among the villagers had such treatment, and it was impossible for the villagers to become officials.
The ten people agreed with Yao Xiang's statement on the surface, but secretly slandered that the banker can't, but the banker's children can.
You, a prime minister, and the King of Song are here without revealing your identity. If Li Yiruo doesn't have any skills, how can you?
Then ten people ate hard until they were full and endured it. There were many vegetables, and after a while they turned into water in their stomachs.
"Let's come early tomorrow and have breakfast." Someone suggested.
"Okay, thank you Hongwenguan for sending us here because they thought it was a chore. Who told Hongwenguan to be superior to us? We have to be obedient."
Some people laugh at Hongwen Guan. Chongwen Guan belongs to Zhaowen Guan, which is a subordinate of Hongwen Guan, but it is not a direct subordinate.
Zhao Wen Guan is now called this, and it will be renamed.
Institutions belonging to the county that have good talents and articles should be sent to the Hongwen Hall.
Hongwen Pavilion is not great, but the Imperial College is great.
In the Imperial College, there are Guozixue, Taixue, Guangwenguan, Simenguan, Legal Studies, Calligraphy, and Arithmetic.
But the great thing about Hongwen Pavilion is that the people inside are all the children of first-class high-ranking officials, as well as the royal family.
The Guozijian's Guozixue is for the children, sons and grandsons of third-rank officials. If they are officials from second-rank or above, then great-grandsons can also enter.
Chongwenguan naturally has no ability and cannot compare with anyone.
Come here to do hard work, but fortunately you can have a meal with vegetables and plenty of meat.
The ten people comforted themselves and walked back with the intention of having an extra breakfast.
I have to go to that cold place to write. If it hadn't been for the stove, my hands would have been so cold.
"Everyone, fellow bachelors." Song De rushed over, followed by a tricycle.
The kind that you step on can generate electricity, so you can simply use it for transportation instead of just asking oxen and horses to pull it.
When the ten people heard the title, they were sorry. Bachelor is an official position and they don't have it.
"Masters, thank you for your hard work. Zhuangzi is too shabby and doesn't have much good stuff, so I found some worthless stuff and packed it up to express my gratitude. If you can't stand it, just throw it away behind your back."
Song De said and waved, and the tricycle approached.
There are ten large backpacks on it, the ones for both shoulders.
Song De picked up one with both hands. It seemed a little heavy and gave it to one person.
For ten consecutive times, he hugged his fists, got in the car and left.
The bachelors at Chongwen Hall opened their bags and suddenly realized that it was not hard work here.
The bag contained a few cucumbers wrapped in paper, celery, eggplant, Chinese cabbage, chrysanthemum, spinach, soap, glass bottles of wine, and a small bottle of glycerin.
Just this package of things, if it is said to be worth a hundred coins, ten people will definitely believe it.
This is a lot of hard work, thank you, thank you to the people of Zhaowen Hall, thank you to the Imperial College, you are so interesting.
The ten people suddenly found that they were not cold anymore and felt warm in their hearts.
Yao Chong looked on, sulking, where is mine? What about me? What about the true nature?
Believe it or not, he got angry, revealed his identity, and then...then asked His Majesty to take care of him.
Ten people discovered the situation, and someone whispered to Yao Chong: "One of me will give some away and give it to..."
"What's the gift? Who do you think I am? I don't know how to get it myself? It's just vegetables. They are grown by the King of Song. They are also found next to the warm soup in the palace. You don't want to eat at all?"
Yao Chong refused, asking for things from a small person who came over to work, but he didn’t want to lose his face?
He was angry because Zhuangzi didn't know how to respect the old and love the young. If you give me something, I may not want it, but what's going on if you don't give it?
Ten people quickly praised him again, saying that Yao Xiang had everything he wanted.
"The most valuable thing is the glycerin bottle. If you don't have a bottle, you can only buy it from Heaven and Earth. You need to become a member first."
Yao Chong ordered ten people to eat what they had to eat, and brought glycerin bottles to fill them with glycerin.
Although it costs money, it is better than having nowhere to buy it.
Of course ten people know that the bottle is the qualification, and it is hard to find it with a thousand pieces of gold.
"Old man, what are you busy with?" Li Chengqi strolled over and glanced at the contents of the opened bag without paying any attention.
"I don't have enough status, no one cares about me." Yao Chong complained.
"I have something in my village. I'll ask someone to pick two baskets and send them to my house later." Li Chengqi comforted the old man.
"Watermelon, I want two." Yao Chong asked without any politeness.
"Sure! We also have cantaloupes." Li Chengqi agreed, "Yao Xiang, please hold still and don't make trouble."
"It's not easy for ten of them. The vegetables they take back are not enough." Yao Chong said something to help the ten people.
"They are all there. They have been planted in the greenhouse. There will be more next year. They are not worth a lot of money." Li Chengqi gave him face.
Ten people's faces were red and excited.
"Write it carefully. Third brother will read it. Don't be too literary, and don't be dull, unless you can give people a sense of comfort in the dullness."
Li Chengqi told ten people that he was trying to help ten people.
In the evening, he took the speaker back to listen to his third brother. After listening, he read what ten people had written. If he was not satisfied, it was estimated that ten people...
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The afternoon game starts a short time later.
After the adjustment at noon, the six groups of people felt much better.
Once the competition is over, the results are recorded and everyone goes home.
Others who will compete tomorrow stay at the rink and analyze today's situation.
The fifth group was too strong, with outstanding results and outstanding overall results. The reason was that Li Yi and Dongzhu Li personally gave... yes, it's called commentary.
Do you want to bring a narrator with you tomorrow? I don’t know if it’s possible to find a storyteller. I heard that Mr. Li can also tell stories.
Li Chengqi hurried back to the palace, while Yao Chong went home and waited to deliver vegetables.
Ten people from Chongwen Hall discussed how to revise it.
People in Chang'an City paid little attention to this, and the people setting up stalls were paying.
The government officials look at what each merchant sells and how much it can probably sell, and then charge a management fee based on a ratio of thirty to one tax.
It is usually sold for thirty yuan and one yuan is paid.
Gross profit, not pure profit.
If the net profit is one-third of the gross profit, if you sell for 30 cents and earn ten cents, then if you pay one cent, you are handing over 10% of the money.
"I have no money now and no one comes to buy. Look, I am selling noodles." Someone who set up a stall begged.
"Okay! Come and get the money when the goods are sold out." The yamen servant was easy to talk to.
"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" The other party was surprised. In fact, he could give it to him if he really wanted money.
"Run away? You didn't come back after running away? In such a good market, you are willing to hide for a little while for a day's money."
The officer replied simply, run away?
"I won't run away. I will definitely give you money. You guys, I will give you some faces. I have dolls at home..."
"No, Your Majesty has already said that the people can be abused, but God cannot be bullied. Sell it well and there will be no curfew at night to give you an extra way to survive."
The yamen servant waved his hand and continued to the next place to collect money.
When they came out, they had been told not to take the opportunity to make money. His Majesty naturally stared at them when he tried to collect money for the first time.
Think about how much money you have made this year, think about whether you will continue to make money in the future, and then think about the consequences of making His Majesty unhappy.
Therefore, the government officials are close to the people. If they are not willing to pay immediately, or if they really do not bring any money, they will come together to ask for it when the stall is closed.
However, when we went to a place selling mutton soup and it was cold, the government officials would drink a bowl of mutton soup without mutton to keep us warm and free of charge.
The seller of mutton soup is indifferent, there is still mutton fat floating in the soup when he ladles it.
There was a lot of profit this night, and everyone wanted to drink hot soup when it got cold.