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Chapter 77 Ruan Jing
The quarrel among these officials of Yunchao seems to be not much different from the quarrel between the uncles and aunts at Caishikou.

When it comes to fighting, the difference is even smaller.

The two sides that are always in opposition are driven by a large group of people, clamoring for a fight, but in reality they can't fight.

Chu Tianshu and the others quietly entered the hall through the side door, watching the middle-aged bureaucrats bickering and scolding each other from a distance, it was indeed very joyful.

Although it was just fragmented information given during bickering, to Chu Tianshu, it was already full of information.

"Cenyang County, is it a frontier?"

Xie Ningzi nodded: "Yes, Cen Yang is a remote area, and it was originally a place where many ethnic groups lived together. It was only in the past 20 years that Dayun took over this place."

"Nowadays, in this place, even the administrative divisions are not done very seriously."

"There used to be four small countries in Cenyang, they were mixed up and mixed up. After Dayun took it, they didn't manage it too much. They just followed the boundaries of the four countries in the past, made random divisions, and sent some officials. But the most important thing is not to manage them, in general, they are still self-governed by the local people.”

That said, Chu Tianshu understood.

Autonomous regions.

Delineating self-government, not unifying legal circles, and giving local residents super-national treatment is politically a kind of substantive decentralization of the privilege of governing the country. It is tantamount to letting local local forces and local independent groups grow.

But doesn't this stuff only happen in special circumstances?
"Is the local rejection of the imperial court common?" Chu Tianshu asked.

Xie Ningzi shook her head: "How should I put it... I grew up there. Anyway, I have never met or heard of any ordinary person who has any special feelings for the country and the court."

"Whether it's love or hate, it doesn't matter."

"It's more of indifference and indifference."

"When it comes to tax-free years, when everyone is full, you may just pat your stomach and praise."

"When you are bullied by officials, you will cry and curse the darkness of the court."

"In general...that's it."

How the court is and how the country is, to the common people, it doesn't matter at all.

If it doesn't affect your own life, Xiaomin won't have any concept in mind.

While they were talking here, the bureaucrats over there began to scold and fight again.

"The vulgar people of Cen Yang are still good-looking when they get a bargain. Next year, the purchase price of Cen Yang's grain must not be set at such a high price as [-]%!"

"Next year, we should be serious. The group of barbarians named Cen Yang will be transformed into kings after bathing, and start paying taxes normally."

"The first emperor and Xie Siyi were too benevolent."

Several people chattered, talking about the normal tax collection for Cenyang County next year.

The official who was born in Cenyang County, who had thrown away his shoes just now, began to be reluctant.

He got up from the ground in a jiffy, never mentioned the matter of having a fight with others, and started cursing again: "Fuck your father, do you want to be ashamed?"

"My Cenyang County was originally poor, with many mountains and water, but there were not many fields. Last year, it was hit by a disaster, and normal production has not even resumed this year. The local tycoons have recovered, and the local people are struggling. Are we going to increase our taxes? You have to save your face."

The bureaucrat who had proposed to collect taxes normally put his hands in his hands, and smiled as he watched the bearded man in Cenyang County jump and curse.

"I heard that the late emperor intended to appoint Ruan Jing, a member of Cen Yang, to take charge of this year's foreign war. Is this true?"

There were bureaucratic whispers.

The bearded man from Cenyang County who was cursing in the street immediately shut up.

"No wonder you have to amuse me today." Ruan Jing looked around, picked up the shoes on the ground, and tidied up his clothes after putting them on: "So there are some rumors."

That's the way it is said, but it has reached the point where everyone is testing him. Of course, this rumor is not just a simple rumor.

"Which proposal is this?" Chu Tianshu asked.

"It's the policy council that discusses matters in Zaiyuan Palace."

"Among the seven proposals, the Policy Council is the most noble."

"The power here is second only to that of the kings."

"Of course." Gu Feixue smiled: "The number of fights here is also the most."

"However, it seems that there are no fights today." Chu Tianshu said regretfully.

Gu Feixue looked at it for a while, and saw that Ruan Jing, who was full of swear words, had started to pay attention to his words and deeds, and no longer uttered swear words, so he was a little disappointed: "It's a pity, I thought I could watch the fight today."

"Let's go." Gu Feixue took Xie Ningzi's hand: "Let's go, go back and discuss how to spend the money."

Although Chu Tianshu still wanted to continue eavesdropping, since Gu Feixue was leaving, he had no excuse or status to stay.

Xie Ningzi seemed to be able to see that Chu Tianshu wanted to continue listening, so she quietly said to Chu Tianshu: "That Ruan Jing, I know him well, what do you want to know, after the discussion later, I can guide you It’s better to go to see him and ask him face to face.”

Chu Tianshu was surprised.

After thinking about it, it seems that this kind of surprise should be a common thing.

Xie Ningzi's identity... is really convenient.

The three left, and Gu Feixue took out more than 3 yuan in gold tickets from selling technology, and counted and counted.

Thirty-five thousand yuan is not a small sum.

With today's prices, the 5000 yuan can buy [-] strong black slave laborers.

In the past, Gu Feixue was able to get more than 100 million yuan a year, although it was when his income was the highest.

But what kind of situation is that?
That is based on the fact that she is the most likely to become the next Emperor of the Dayun Dynasty, and everyone knows that she loves money.

That kind of condition, she no longer has.

So from this year onwards, she herself knew vaguely that her income would drop sharply.

It's still very sweet to come out and say a few words, and you can get 5000 yuan without even doing anything.

"Guochao attaches great importance to new technologies." Gu Feixue counted the money while talking: "So even new technologies that may not be useful can be sold at a very good price."

Chu Tianshu didn't speak.

He knew that this was Gu Feixue hinting at him.

Seeing that Chu Tianshu didn't answer, Gu Feixue said, "Actually, if you really want to do something, it's indeed a good way to accumulate capital for starting a business by producing a little more technology and selling it."

Chu Tianshu smiled: "Miss Gu, in fact, the speed of selling technology to get money is relatively slow."

"Is there anything faster than this?" Gu Feixue became interested.

"Yes." Chu Tianshu nodded.

This word made Gu Feixue's eyes brighten: "Tell me?"

At this moment, Chu Tianshu really earned money for her, so what Chu Tianshu said was no longer empty talk.

Instead, become believable.

"Maintain monopoly and sell goods." Chu Tianshu paused every word: "That's what Dayunchao is doing now."

(End of this chapter)