fast and ferocious

Chapter 46 A Good Show ([-]) A Change

After passing Zhandai Gate, there are several towering ancient trees on both sides, covering the clouds and the sun, exuding a sense of coolness. There are also ancient trees beside the stone corridor, which are vigorous and tall, and they are arranged neatly and straight to the Daizong Palace in front. There is a corridor, and five tables of banquets are placed in the empty space under the corridor.

Prince Xiang walked to the table, pointed to the sides and said, "Go and have a look, Division 72 of Hell! Something to watch!"

Qin Wubing mingled among the soldiers, first looked down the corridor, and saw five tables of eight-treasure mats, chickens, ducks, fish and crabs neatly arranged under the corridor, but the inside of the corridor was full of clay sculptures of eighteen floors of hell , one room is spaced apart, and only half-length wooden fences are used to block the door, which does not hinder the line of sight. There are a total of 72 rooms along the corridor, which is eerie!

The officials and the salt merchants hesitated for a while, but Xie Yu took the lead and walked towards the corridor, and the others were reluctant in their hearts, so they could only bite the bullet and follow.

A group of officials scolded Xie Yu's eighteenth generation ancestors all over the place!
Qin Wubing wanted to see it very much, but he was now dressed as a soldier and had no right to move freely. He could only stretch his neck and look around. He saw that the 72nd Division Zhongdaoshan, oil pan, axe, gunfire, and all kinds of criminal laws were complete. , countless ferocious little ghosts are executing those criminals with signatures hanging around their necks. fear.

Qin Wubing thought to himself: The lord really spent all his time trying to punish these people!

Looking at everyone again, except for Xie Yu, who is not ashamed, who can eat the banquet in the corridor?
Prince Xiang cheerfully sat in the chief seat and waited for everyone to visit for a week, staggering and trembling, he sat down in order according to their status.

Only then did Prince Xiang look around at the crowd, and said with a smile: "Today this place is clean, and the food is also clean, everyone can use it with confidence!"

Saying that, Prince Xiang picked up the wine glass, and everyone also picked up the wine glass tremblingly.

"However," Prince Xiang put down the wine glass again, and said slowly: "After all, I am an imperial envoy, and I am also the son and grandson of the dragon. Zhong Mingcan eats first, and I must not forget the errands on me!"

Everyone put down their wine glasses again, but there was nothing left in the glasses.

"Everyone sitting here, whether you are an official or a commoner, in fact, if you die, you will eventually be unable to escape a handful of loess. When you are alive, you will gather sensual wealth. Who can take it with you? It is better to do some meritorious deeds in life. Distributing wealth and casting blessings is beneficial to the country at the top and beneficial to the people at the bottom. It will show the great virtues of the ancestors far away, increase the fortune of the descendants in the near future, and pursue the blessings of the afterlife. There are really many benefits, what do you think?"

Jiang Yidong, the governor of Jiangnan, got up slightly, bowed and said, "Everything the prince said makes sense!"

Prince Xiang stood up with a smile, and walked between the five tables. Everyone who passed by wanted to get up, but was held down by Prince Xiang:
"These words are easier said than done! Last summer, the rain was not abundant, and the Yellow River dams barely managed it. Now that the flood season is coming again, many embankments have not been repaired. If the flood comes, how many people will be displaced? This is the national economy and the people's livelihood. Such a big event! It takes 200 million taels of silver to do it!"

Prince Xiang paused and said:
"Last winter, there was a snowstorm in the north, and more than 50 houses were damaged, and the loss of cattle and sheep was incalculable! The household department is already stretched. This time I only brought 150 taels, and there is still [-] million taels short of the repair. Do it, before the flood season comes, one place can be quickly repaired! This is what should have been done last year..."

Prince Xiang said and looked at Fan Shoukang who was kneeling on the ground: "It's just that Mr. Fan is too busy and can't get away for a while, so I have to do it for you!"

Fan Shoukang began to sift through the chaff.

Prince Xiang chuckled, and looked at the salt merchants again: "The 150 million taels will fall on you people."

Prince Xiang happened to walk behind Chen Qi at this time. After he finished speaking, he patted Chen Qi's shoulder lightly. Chen Qi trembled all over, and hurriedly got up and said respectfully: "Please draw up a charter, and the grassroots will pledge to donate according to the order." !"

After all, Chen Qi secretly looked at Cai Youkun.

Prince Xiang said, "Very good!"

Dexi, Dequan immediately turned around and brought a roll of rice paper from nowhere, and two other people lifted a table, and started laying paper and rubbing ink on this side.

Cai Youkun's heart was almost kneaded into a tight ball. He had learned from Xie Yu that Lord Xiang was looking for salt merchants to collect donations, but Jiang Yidong only found out about it yesterday. The money is gone, and I still know it in my heart. At this time, it will be difficult for the salt merchants to pay out tens of thousands!In a hurry, someone said something recklessly, and Jiang Yidong couldn't afford to settle the old and new accounts together.

Jiang Yidong doesn't know that this road is difficult!
Don't you want to donate?The meaning of the prince yesterday was very obvious. Give me a chance to make meritorious deeds and atone for my sins. As long as the donation is done, maybe the past can be forgiven!
When two evils meet, whichever is the lesser, Jiang Yidong convenes the salt merchants in Mingzhou overnight to discuss the matter. If he is not in Mingzhou, Jiang Yidong will also send people to pick them up quickly. If they are too far away to return, they will also send people from the clan to attend. , People can make up enough, but how can money be made up?

The salt merchants complained all the time, and Cai Youkun took a long time to appease him, and only said that after this pass, what will happen in the future!But how do we get through this level?The incident happened suddenly, and Cai Youkun knew it would be difficult to ask each of these salt merchants to hand over tens of thousands of taels of silver.

In the end, it was Jiang Yidong who gave his attention. No matter how big or small the household is, each household should prepare 2 taels, which cannot be less. After this pass, the losses of the small households will be made up by the big households. They have their own regulations on how to distinguish between large and small households. The account under the table is guaranteed by Governor Jiang, so no one dares to renege on it in the future!

The salt merchants have to pluck their hair no matter how painful it is, but everyone is muttering in their hearts, can 2 taels?But Governor Jiang said that if it is not enough, he will find a way.

So what Prince Xiang said just now made most of the people here feel cold!It's a little bit worse...

150 million taels, 25 salt merchants, 6 taels per person!Some small households can't afford it at all, and all of them go to the big households, which is one hundred and eighty thousand.

The salt merchants look at me, I look at you, and they all look at Cai Youkun, making Cai Youkun seem to be sitting on an iron plate, with a fire still burning under the iron plate.

Here, Dexi and Dequan finished grinding and laying out the paper. Prince Xiang smiled and pointed at Chen Qi and said, "I think he is a good one, so give him the number one position for 15 taels! "

Chen Qi only felt a shock all over his body, and then his mind buzzed, his eyes almost went black!
　Hmm... nag again.

　　First of all, I would like to thank that there is no such person, Lanlan Q's rewards day after day, hug fists!Thanks to Pineapple Xiaofan, Haitang Weiyang, 5551900 rewards!Fist!There are also your monthly and recommended tickets, fist up!
　　I would also like to thank you Blessed Changle, who really broke my heart for me, clasping my fists!

　　Every time the idea of ​​giving up arises, you will give me strength in time, although I don't know whether it is right or not to stick to it.

　　Recently, I have been a little negative and pessimistic. This kind of mood often appears during the writing process, but it is intermittent, but now it has evolved into a persistent one. I reflect on myself more than 1 times a day. I don’t think about eating, and my weight continues to increase. Just ask Is there any reason!

　　In addition to grief and indignation, I inevitably want to solve the problem from the root. If I don't write...will I lose weight?
　　Don't talk to people when you are very happy, don't talk to people when you are very angry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)