Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 265

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"Before I leave Baekje, I will ask Governor Liu to let you join the army as a soldier for me. I will also ask Sangqiu, Yuan Fei, Hui Cong, Monobe Renxiong, and Shoujun Oishi to obey your orders. As for you—— , and you must obey him, just like you obey me every day!" Wang Wenzuo turned his back to the window, and the sunlight came from behind him, so that everyone couldn't see his face clearly, and only felt that he was a black shadow. Only one pair of eyes gleamed.

"Sanlang, if you want us to do something, just order it directly, why go through others!" Shen Faseng muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"Because I have a strategy that will allow us to earn [-] yuan a year in the future. When I am not in Baekje, someone must host and adapt to the situation, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted! Among you, I think Cui Hongdu is the most prudent in handling things. , so he was chosen.”

"Fanglue? What Fanglue?"

"How to make our brothers earn one hundred thousand dollars a year in the future!"

There was dead silence in the room, except for Wang Wenzuo, everyone looked like hell, after a while, Yuan Aolie suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha! Sanlang made a good joke, I thought he was serious just now Woolen cloth!"

"Me too, [-] guan, hahaha! I still have [-] guan every year, I thought there was something wrong with my ears!" He Bayong laughed.

"He Ba, you heard me right, I'm not joking, I'm serious, each of us can earn 50 guan a year, of course I can make more, let's make [-] guan a year!"

After Wang Wenzuo's second emphasis, everyone began to realize that he was not joking just now. Faced with huge benefits of unknown origin, people's first reaction was not ecstasy, but fear.They exchanged glances and urged their friends to ask for advice, and finally Cui Hongdu was the first to speak.

"Sanlang, this one hundred thousand guan is a lot of money!" Cui Hongdu asked cautiously.

"That depends on what to do? If you only rely on the imperial salary, this is indeed a lot of money!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If you are a servant of the Six Departments, your salary will be almost 100 in [-] years!"

Wang Wenzuo's words are also well-founded. Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem "One of 23 Poems of Hewei": "Sparse and sparse bamboos surround the fence, and there is a narrow and narrow sunny room. The shape of the entrusted house is like civil engineering. At dusk, there is half a furnace of bran and charcoal fire, and a candle in a sarong in the middle of the night. I don’t know whether it is beneficial to the people or not. I have eaten the official salary for 20 years. I moved the plate to eat under the eaves, and stayed under the curtains to prevent the cold. The autumn official’s monthly salary is eight [-], how can you send your body to warm your feet in vain. Use the Dan pen to recite the yellow sand, and don't let the hungry and cold prisoners stay in prison."

Among them, the "autumn official" in "autumn official's monthly salary of [-] to [-]" refers to Bai Juyi himself.According to the poem, his monthly salary is [-] to [-] yuan, or eighty to ninety guan, so the annual salary is about [-] guan.Of course, the income of officials in the Tang Dynasty included not only salaries, but also job fields, lumi, rewards, etc., but Bai Juyi was in the late Tang Dynasty. The annual salary of the six servants is less than one thousand guan.

"100-year salary for the six ministers!"

Everyone gasped. Although they knew that [-] guan was a huge sum of money, they didn't expect it to be so "huge".In the early Tang Dynasty, the officials had not been indiscriminately awarded, such as Shangshuling, Pushe, Zhongshuling, and Shizhong, the first-rank and second-rank high-ranking officials were basically the royal family or the founder of the country, even if they were ministers. The official is generally only the third or fourth rank, and his salary is about one thousand per year.In other words, even if you were a chancellor in the Tang Dynasty, it was basically a daydream to earn [-] guan from your official salary.No wonder there was a saying at that time: "Wrap a hundred thousand guan in your waist, and ride a crane down to Yangzhou." The [-] guan has reached the limit of Tang people's imagination for rich people.

"Sanlang, I dare not think about one hundred thousand guan a year!" Cui Hongdu was the first to recover from his astonishment: "Ten thousand guan a year, no, as long as there are five thousand guan, one person in this house counts as one. Go into the water, go into the fire, go into the fire, whoever speaks half a word of nonsense, I will screw his head off!"

"Five thousand guan, if I have [-] guan in a year, I will risk my life!" Shen Faseng suddenly added another zero to Cui Hongdu's price: "The six servants only have one thousand guan a year, but forty can be a Those who become servants are considered young. Besides, after they become official, they will get a half salary, which is exactly five hundred guan. If you are less than thirty, you can have the salary of a senior official of the third rank, what is there to be satisfied with!"

"Stop it, stop it! Let's hear what Sanlang's plan is!" Seeing that if the price goes down, it will only be two to three hundred guan a year, Zhang Junyan hastily shouted, among the township parties of Wang Wenzuo, he is the most sensitive to money. He valued and cared about Wang Wenzuo's plan the most. After all, it was not a day or two since he knew Wang Wenzuo.

The room fell silent, Wang Wenzuo gave a low cough, he took out a neatly bound book from his sleeve, and handed it to Cui Hongdu: "There are 37 oaths made to me here, you can take a look!"

"Oath?" Cui Hongdu picked up the booklet and looked at it carefully, and saw that each oath clearly stated the oath's name, family, territory owned, and obligations to Wang Wenzuo, such as paying tribute, providing A number of armed soldiers serve, etc., and finally, if they violate the punishment and vows made to the gods and Buddhas.

"These 37 people will swear in front of the Bodhisattva statue in Dinglin Temple, and then write their names in their own blood as witnesses!" Wang Wenzuo said solemnly.

"Sanlang, do you want these people to pay you tribute?" Cui Hongdu asked: "This method is good, but I'm afraid it's far less than one hundred thousand guan?"

"No, they have to pay very little tribute. My main purpose of doing this is to get trustworthy people!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Then choose trustworthy people from among them to manage our industry in Baekje!"

"Industry?" Cui Hongdu asked, "How can we have an industry in Baekje?"

"Of course!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "Isn't it all around us?"

"All around?" Cui Hongdu looked around in a daze, and all he saw were barracks of soldiers. Zhang Junyan was the first to realize: "Sanlang, you mean this barracks?"

"That's right!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "Look at this barracks. With a little improvement, wouldn't it be a very good market town, which just governs the valley and fields under Rencun Mountain?"

"Could it be, did you, Sanlang, consider the future when you built this barracks?" He Bayong asked in surprise.

　In the discussion area just now, I saw a reader asking if there could be a little more chapters, but now I just read it and it’s over, it seems like cheating money.First of all, how much you pay is linked to the number of words. If you write less, you will pay less. There is no such thing as cheating money, and Weber also wants to change five or six times a day. The problem is that code words take time. The income is not high, and the author has to rely on work for food, so he must sleep and code, right?In that case, the body will collapse first, and I hope readers can also understand the author.

　　
　
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