Martial Sage

The clever tongue and the expression of injustice, the image of a Datang law-abiding citizen was immediately interpreted to the fullest.

The roots of the teeth that only the two ladies saw.

But in retrospect, Tang Hao's words were quite reasonable.

Li Wanqing glanced at Tang Hao in an angry, white look.

"Then how will you reply to these grandpas?"

"Send a certain one, it will offend a large piece. If you sell it wanton, it will make those father-in-laws resent."

After listening, Tang Hao raised his brows, revealing the appearance of a profiteer.

"It's an auction, so those who avoid the high price will get it."

"Just now I have already said that the people who can buy it are mostly the family of merchants who have a lot of money. As the saying goes, it is taken from the people, and used for the people, even if the princes of the country are held accountable, they cannot be held accountable."

"No matter what, when we return to the imperial city, we will customize a set for each of the grandfathers, so that we can take care of the two ladies."

These last words, in the heart of the two ladies, smiled, and their hearts were extremely comfortable.

In the midst of joking, the steward walked up again with a serious expression.

Three steps in two steps, walked behind Tang Hao, whispered in his ears.

"Master Hou, the place where we quarry sand and quarry is a bit different."

"Dozens of Yangzhou villains occupy the land in the mountains, saying that the sand and gravel are from the fertile land handed down from their ancestors, and we need to invest in the purchase."

Speaking of the land policy reform in the early Tang Dynasty, the government no longer restricted the occupation of land resources by the big farmers, as long as they paid taxes in accordance with the law.

According to this reason, if the mountain is really owned by those big households, that is, to pay taxes, Tang Hao mines like this, even if these stones are of little use to others, they should also hand some copper plates to these big households.

Waved indifferently, Tang Hao responded.

"Although Tang is a noble and marquis, he is in Yangzhou and he does not want to use his identity to overwhelm others because of such trivial matters."

"A few small dollars, just give them enough."

The steward behind him hesitated a bit, stunned for a long time, but he still didn't mean to leave.

Princess Changle looked at the strange looking steward and said.

"But something else?"

Hearing the question, the manager turned his face into a awkward state, and hesitated to say it.

"Master Hou, if you want to say that you are giving money, it should be."

"It's just... it's just these people who don't appreciate it. They said they wanted to pay ten times the price of the land before they were willing to give up."

Snapped.

The big hand shook the desk.

Tang Hao stood up as a gesture.

Jian eyebrows were furious, and a sharp light flashed in his bright eyes.

"Sit on the ground and raise the price, deceiving people too much!"

"Take me to take a look!"

In the whole world, could it be Wang Tu.

It's all about doing things for the court and paying for it by yourself. Even the gravel that no one cares about, has to be bought at a high price from the hands of these rascals?

Such unhealthy practices must be severely punished!

Li Wanqing saw that Tang Hao's expression was not good, and he was a little worried, and stood up.

"Husband, I will go with you."

Following Tang Hao, who left tremblingly in charge, waved his hand.

"No need!"

"Where are these trivial matters, the lady is walking around."

The barren mountain was not far away, and the carriage arrived in less than half an hour.

From a long distance, you can see that at the foot of the bare and barren mountain, there are about twenty people standing there, and the ten or so civilian husbands on the opposite side are squatting on the ground holding their heads. Three of them have been kicked to the ground, lying on the ground, holding their stomachs.

As we approached, a violent cry came from the foot of the mountain.

"Fucking! Who is it? Picking stones to make colored glaze?"

"It's a damn pretending to be a member of Tang's Mansion! The little master sees that you are clearly plotting something wrong, want to steal some rice!"

The sound of words was accompanied by dull kicks.

The figure lying on the ground hugged his head and wailed again and again.

"Lord! It's true, the little one dare not lie, the little one is a part-time worker in Tang Mansion, who came here specifically for quarrying stones."

A Daoist shadow rushed out and kicked the man's belly.

"Pooh!"

"Just your body is worthy of being a part-time worker in Tang Mansion?"

"It's true that stone-picking is true. I think you are to burn some stones and go to Tang Mansion to get the reward, right?"

A few days ago, the trend of digging rocks all over the mountains and plains prevailed.

It is also rumored among the people that the dug stones can be given to Tang Mansion in exchange for ten silver coins after being burned.

The bearded man insisted that his deeds had been revealed, and pretended to be a part-time worker in the Tang Mansion to scare them.

Thinking of this, the man slapped the long hair hanging down his forehead, spit on the figure on the ground, pointed around the people present, and said viciously.

"Tell you! This is the soon-to-be-sold money business, and today my brothers are also interested in it!"

"You idiots, one person has ten bucks, otherwise, don't go out of this place today!"

Another person walked out of the crowd, glanced at the figure lying on the ground begging for mercy, pulled the scolding man, and walked back for a while.

"Boss, I thought that this person didn't seem to lie. If it really happened to the part-time worker in Tang Mansion, we would have caused a big disaster!"

The hungrily man stiffened, obviously a little surprised.

After a moment of contemplation, a chill flashed in my heart.

I have long heard that this Lord Hou is a high official from the imperial city, and when he arrives in Yangzhou, it is the sky of Yangzhou, a figure who can crush a person to death with a single finger.

After getting into the part-time job of his mansion, he half-footed into the King Yama Hall.

As he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, the big man woke up.

Even if Master Hou wants to quarry rocks, the owner of the family, Master Zheng, would not know? Is there any reason to dare to confront such a high-ranking official?

A slap was slapped on the head of the person next to him, and he cursed.

"I fucking think you didn't wake up, right? Are we stupid?"

"If Hou Ye quarried rocks and Yangzhou Governor didn't sit here personally? It's still up to these mud-legged people to dig gold bumps here?"

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