Dayu Execution Officer, begins to torture the demon girl's fiancee

Chapter 191 Four Hours Working System
"I won't hit you."

Zhao Cuo smiled and withdrew his hand from her body, trying not to let himself feel the tenderness and delicateness left in his hand. A woman's touch is softer than that of an empress.

"You have some conscience."

A hint of complacency suddenly appeared on Yan'er's charming face.

"He has helped you a lot. If you still fight, you are repaying your kindness. You should be grateful to me now."

"Hearing what you said, you have managed the Taoist sect in an orderly manner?"

Zhao Xiaogong remained calm.

"Yan'er will show you a baby."

She enthusiastically dragged the boy to continue walking towards the attic.

"Why are you still selling it?"

Zhao Cuo followed her into the woman's boudoir, and the nasal cavity was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers, making one feel like being in the countryside.

"Yan'er led Daozong to do a lot of things that can make money."

Mrs. Yan half-closed her beautiful purple eyes and looked a little silly.

"You arrange those ascetics who don't eat fireworks to do odd jobs in your Cheng's business?"

He smiled at Yan'er's money obsession, this idiot is already a wealthy businessman, but he is still very keen on money.

"Isn't that a waste of my Taoist talents?"

She shook her head with a smile.

"So how do you profit from them?"

Zhao Cuo felt a little better inexplicably. In his memory, the Taoist disciples were high-ranking masters. Except for a few disciples who would serve in the imperial court's Yutianjian, most of them stayed in the mountains and practiced quietly. It was nothing to the society. No benefit.

But it is this kind of force that occupies 10,000+ acres of land as landlords. Their greatest contribution is that each generation can raise immortals to protect the human race.

In this generation, it is even more outrageous. The Daoist sect's fire-raisers directly colluded with foreign tribes to assassinate the king. We can't blame the empress for using them.

"You will know when you come and see."

Yan'er led him along the corridor, and they came to a small room in the boudoir, and they pushed the door together and walked in.

"So what are you going to show me?"

Zhao Cuo's eyes turned around the room. It looked very empty, except for a round discussion table in the middle.

"Look at those things on the table."

Madam Yan dragged him to the table as if showing off and offering a treasure, pointing to several irrelevant things on the table, speaking with a somewhat proud tone.

"gun?"

Zhao Xiaogong picked up the long spear on the table inexplicably. The sharp point of the spear could be seen to be well-made, but no matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary thing.

"Is this an army weapon?"

He looked at Mrs. Yan with some doubts.

"This is refined by my Taoist disciple!"

Yan'er said enthusiastically.

"I mobilized my disciples to set up a refining workshop. Relying on the magic circle, this kind of weapon can be produced very quickly, and hundreds of gun heads can be trained every day."

"Self-refining ordnance is a serious crime to be exiled..."

Zhao Cuo was taken aback.

"Isn't there going to be a war now?"

Madam Yan smiled brightly.

"Yan'er has already contacted the Ministry of War, and they should have reported it to the female devil. At present, they say that they need my Daozong to refine a large number of weapons for the army."

"How did you get the Taoist disciples to listen to you honestly?"

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong immediately realized what a right thing she had done. Now that the world is in chaos, it is too easy for Daozong to make war fortune.

Ascetics can be said to be the most special among all the cultivation systems. The power they master can be easily converted into productivity, which is much better than scholar martial arts.

They have all kinds of Taoist talismans with infinite uses, and even a group of low-cultivation disciples can set up magic circles to quickly produce weapons such as refining weapons. These advantages can only be controlled by the unpredictable magical Gu insects. Gu masters can be compared.

"Is it hard to make those disciples obedient?"

Yan'er said with a smile like a flower.

"Their cultivation resources are all provided by the Taoist sect. Now my sect has been looted by that bad woman. I can only reduce the salaries of the disciples. I will let them work in the workshop in exchange for cultivation resources. They want to improve their cultivation. I have no choice but to obey."

"that……"

Zhao Cuo has already smelled a terrible existence called the factory.

"Yan'er, how many hours do you let those Taoist disciples work every day?"

"Actually, there is not enough manpower in the refining workshop. Many disciples have failed to let go of the airs of ascetics, and they can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife to make seniors with advanced cultivation do such insignificant things."

Mrs. Yan said so before answering his question.

"Because there are too few people in the refining workshop, the basic working hours are now five hours. Among them, some young disciples who work hard will take the initiative to extend the hours."

Zhao Cuo's face suddenly became exciting when he heard the words.

"What's wrong?"

Yan'er tilted her little head and looked at the suddenly silent Young Master Zhao in bewilderment.

"You change the working hours of the workshop to four hours."

He said seriously.

"why?"

The richest woman in Dayu gave a surprised look.

"Because labor is very hard."

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong spoke earnestly and sincerely.

"Four hours for work, four hours for rest, and four hours for sailing and listening to music. This is the daily schedule of a normal person, otherwise there will be problems sooner or later, you know."

He very much hoped that he could arrange his twelve hours every day in this way, but the Execution Department is a place where officials are often required to work day and night, so that he has to be lazy and leave early to have time to go to the boat.

"Going to paint a boat for four hours is more tiring than working all day?"

Yan'er questioned.

"What I mean by that is to give people free time."

Zhao Cuo tried to awaken the conscience of this female capital.

"It's not impossible."

Madam Yan nodded not particularly concerned.

"How much benefit can you bring to Daozong by refining armaments for the imperial court?"

He touched his chin and continued to ask.

"It allows those disciples who participate in the refining workshop to get more cultivation resources than before."

She said seriously.

"How much will Yan'er get?"

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong used an affectionate name for her.

"Ninety percent of the resources exchanged with the court were distributed to the disciples."

Mrs. Yan did not resist his calling "Yan'er".

"Good boy."

Zhao Cuo raised his hand and touched her head in relief.

"Don't touch anyone's head casually!"

She immediately puffed up her cheeks and opened Master Zhao's hand.

"Yan'er really did a good job this time."

He originally thought that if Yan'er could revive Dao Sect, he would have to withdraw.

Now it seems that what she did is still very meaningful and beneficial.

The imperial court will have a battle with Emperor Yongzhao and the Seven Kings, and he must help the Empress Dowager remove these obstacles, so making the country rich and the army strong has become the primary goal.

(End of this chapter)