After the immortal disappeared

He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "Just three days ahead of us?"

The opponent's tricks are also varied, not only the official blocking people.

The head of the team pointed to the blueprint and said: "Unless we use small stones a few feet square to pile up, our craftsmanship can deal with the gaps as much as possible, but it is definitely not as impressive as the huge stones."

Good things are good things, and they cannot be perfunctory.

"No." He Lingchuan rejected it outright. The facade, the gate is the face of the villa. Who doesn't look at the face first when looking at a person, and who doesn't look at the gate first when looking at a house?

The project he presided over must be beautiful and arrogant on the surface, so that he can take money from other people's pockets... cough, so that others can rest assured to pay him money.

Arrogance is a skill, especially when facing Qingyang.

He Lingchuan confirmed with the head of the team: "The personnel, vehicles, and tools are all in place, only the materials are missing, right?"

"Yes, everything is ready." A good cook cannot cook without rice.

He Lingchuan smiled and said, "Then you can ask people to come in and do the leveling and heightening first. The materials will be delivered by tomorrow night at the latest."

"Ah... yes." The foreman was really curious. How could the newly arrived Lord He get the materials that he couldn't get?

...

Before dawn the next day, He Lingchuan went to the palace first.

He didn't go to Yuquan Palace, and King Yao didn't meet him.

The light rain washed away the dust, and the rain dripped on the banana leaves in the imperial garden. He Lingchuan sat in the pavilion for a while, and three people came around the corner.

The old palace servant next to King Yao, Qiu Long.

He was followed by two eunuchs.

"Lord Qiu." He Lingchuan stood up immediately.

Qiu Long smiled, "Young man, you are in good health, so you get up early."

"There is a groundbreaking ceremony for Youhu Villa this morning, how can you not get up early?" He Lingchuan took out a brocade box from his storage ring and handed it over, "Thank you, sir, for passing it on."

The eunuch took the brocade box and opened it in front of Qiu Long. Inside was a neatly arranged stack of silver bills and a list.

He Lingchuan reported a number, and then said, "This is the first installment of the payment, please check it, sir."

Qiu Long was not polite to him. He first looked at the list, which was clear and clear at a glance; he counted the silver bills twice by hand, and finally nodded: "Not bad, not a penny missing."

He looked at He Lingchuan's smile, and he also praised him a little more: "Master He is young and promising."

He Lingchuan thanked him and said, "There will be a few more payments later. Once I get them, I will send them to the palace."

"Great, Master He, take care."

He Lingchuan smiled and left.

The soul-catching mirror in his arms kept humming: "You really accepted it, this shameless old thing!"

It cursed not Qiu Long, but King Yao.

The money that He Lingchuan handed over had a nice name, called "gold plating".

Every time Youhu Villa sold a house, after deducting the land purchase cost, construction cost, and 10% tax, the net profit was divided into 60% as "gold plating" and handed over to King Yao.

The so-called "gold plating" is the money voluntarily donated to the royal family.

The soul-catching mirror originally heard that the tax for selling a house was only 10%, and praised it as "a bit of conscience". After all, there are many tax items, such as house tax, labor money, fire armor money, etc., but together they only account for 10%, which is lighter than most countries in the Shining Gold Plain.

But it didn't expect that the big head was behind!

And this "gold plating" was proposed by He Lingchuan to King Yao.

He stayed in Tianshui City for these days, often drinking with the second generation of officials, and heard a little bit of everything. Since there is a name for "gold plating", it means that King Yao often collects it.

King Yao was also surprised when he heard it that day. But it's rare that the young man is so sensible and so reasonable, how can King Yao not respond?

The Soul-Capture Mirror said angrily: "This old man did nothing, just sitting in the palace and taking away 60% of my master's hard-earned income!"

This money looks a lot, all earned by the master's life, but he only took 40%!

After walking out of the palace gate and getting on the carriage, He Lingchuan knocked on the mirror and said:

"Stingy, haven't you paid it all yet?"

He and King Yao agreed that although the gold plating accounted for 60% of the profit, he still had to settle the materials and labor, and he had to make arrangements, and even considered that there would be buyers who could not pay immediately, and could only pay the deposit first and then pay in installments... There were various details to consider in the project, and funds also needed to be circulated, so He Lingchuan paid 25% of the "gold plating" first, and then paid the remaining 75% four months later.

That is to say, every time he sold a house, he had to immediately hand over 15% of the profit to King Yao, and the remaining 45% would be paid four months later.

King Yao had no objection. It was normal for business transactions to have such installments and extensions, not to mention that this money was given by He Lingchuan to honor him. If he wanted to default on the debt, why would he do so?

Mirror muttered: "All taxes have to be paid is 10%, and the Yao Wang took 60% of the profits, which is almost 70% in total. You, the person in charge, can't even get 40%!"

"If the Yao Wang doesn't nod, I can't even get these." He Lingchuan put up a soundproof barrier, "Besides, who told you that taxes and bonuses can be counted together?"

Mirror was stunned: "Can't it be?"

"Taxes are paid to the national treasury, and 'bonuses' go into the inner treasury. When the Yao Wang collected the 'bonuses', he didn't count the taxes as his own income. I paid 70%, and he only thought he took 60%."

"Inner treasury?"

"It's the king's private treasury." He Lingchuan smiled, "Otherwise, why did the palace people come to collect it just now?"

"The national treasury belongs to the national treasury, and the private treasury of the monarch belongs to the private treasury. The two cannot be integrated?"

"Of course they cannot be integrated. Not to mention Yaoguo, even Beijia and Yuanguo cannot be integrated." He Lingchuan knew that this was the blind spot of Jingjing. "If the two treasuries were combined, wouldn't the monarch just take money from the national treasury?"

Jingjing laughed dryly: "So that's how it is. The national money is not the monarch's money."

"The monarch has to raise money himself." He Lingchuan continued, "For example, Yuanguo, the royal family owns its own fields, forests, mines, and even lacquerware and woodworking workshops. The income is used to maintain The daily expenses of the palace and the royal family. But even so, in the last few years of King Yuan, the palace was in disrepair and there were holes on the brocade robes, which meant that the income was not enough to make ends meet. "

"The Yuan Court is only 60 years old, but it is already so outdated. You said that Yao Kingdom has been established for 200 years. The palaces are several times more than Yuan Kingdom, and the slaves and eunuchs are several times more than Yuan Kingdom? The various workshops are several times more than Yuan Kingdom? King Yao wants to maintain a magnificent palace, feed countless slaves, maintain the guards, and purchase new items. How much does it cost on a daily basis? All this money has to come from his private treasury. Haha , every day when he opens his eyes, there are so many people waiting for him to give money. ”

Mirror asked weakly: "Can't he embezzle the national treasury?"

"He must embezzle. But there are still people in charge of the national treasury. He can't be too blatant if he wants to embezzle. At least he has to find some excuses." He Lingchuan looked at the street scene and the flowing crowd outside the window. "If the money in the national treasury is embezzled too much by the monarch and officials, less will be left for the national economy and people's livelihood. Qingyang has been opposing officials and businessmen from selling materials to the outside world for more than half a year. Now think about it, she just wants to block the way of Yao Wang's wealth."

Mirror suddenly realized: "The income of officials and businessmen... "

"Yes! The Gu family, Bu family, and Yuwen family's exclusive business, including the tribute land business of Xue Zongwu and Qi Yunsheng, must also be flattering the king of Yao. The so-called 'official business' first satisfies the needs of the king of Yao. "He Lingchuan whispered, "That is to take money from the national treasury to the king of Yao in disguise, so Qingyang wants to supervise and oppose it. "

Mirror suddenly realized: "No wonder the king of Yao wants to protect them!"

"They are all the white gloves of the king of Yao. If Qingyang cleans them up, where will the king of Yao get money?" The more he understands the Yao Kingdom, the clearer he sees the nature of the struggle between Qingyang and the king of Yao.

The king of Yao knows that his ministers are corrupt but still wants to protect them. In the final analysis, he is worried about his own money bag.

Qingyang is also very clear about this, otherwise he would not have played the cards that way before. "Qingyang is also experienced. He has been here for less than a year and has pinpointed the king of Yao's life gate. "

Because of his gradual involvement, he understands a little more about the internal affairs of the Yao Kingdom.

"The corruption uncovered in Qingyang is also a fact, that is, the 'white gloves' of King Yao are also making money for themselves. There is only so much money, and they have to share it with King Yao. It is difficult for others to tell whether they take the biggest share or King Yao takes the biggest share." He Lingchuan sighed, "Otherwise, Xue Zongwu would not be so afraid of Shuangxi's re-accounting. He must not let King Yao find out how much he has taken."

Mirror sneered: "Isn't it that the king and ministers are trying every means to enrich themselves?"

"That's the reason." Passing by a fried food stall, He Lingchuan asked the driver to buy a dozen lantern cakes for him.

"If the king and ministers work together to dig into the country's walls, then what good will Yao have?"

"At least not yet, right? Yao is a country with a lot of gold, and it is in a good situation of strong national strength. It is like a big ship sailing on the sea. Even if they take advantage of it, they will be greedy and the ship will not sink." He Ling took a bite of the cake. This thing was just picked up from the oil pan, crispy and fragrant, and he could taste it at once. It was fried with palm oil.

"But this kind of country can't stand up to changes. When the sea is in turmoil, once the original delicate balance is broken, no matter how much it tries to whitewash the peace, it will be useless. The dirt and holes underneath will be immediately exposed, and it may not be able to survive this disaster smoothly." He paused, "I think, even though the Bisha people begged desperately and the gods also hoped that the Shining Golden Plain would contribute more nightmare energy, the Yao Kingdom has always refused to send troops. Perhaps there are considerations in this regard."

Family members know their own affairs. King Yao has been in power for twenty years and should know his family background best.

He Lingchuan drank a sip of warm tea before continuing, "King Yao is also in need of money. He will definitely accept the "gilding" I give him. It's so easy to collect this money, and there are no bureaucrats at all levels to take advantage of it. He can get as much as I give. If you were him, would you want to collect more and keep it for a longer time?"