Mystery Makes Me Strong

five days later.

In the west of Wuguan County, there is a construction site in full swing.

In the evening, the sky was still bright.

A few masons had just finished work and came to a restaurant. Each ordered a bowl of cold boiled water and two pancakes, and squatted outside to eat.

They only ate one and a half and kept half in their bosom.

Here at the construction site, we manage a meal at noon.

"Do you think the Holy Army's place is better than ours?" A young man asked.

"Sure." An old man next to him said.

He said he was an old man, but he was actually in his forties.

"Where is it?"

"The good thing is that they don't need to spend extra money when they do things impartially here." An old man sighed.

"Yeah, it's the first time I've received cash. It's 80 Wen, and I can buy 40 cakes. It's killing me." The young man bit the cake and touched the wages just paid.

"Don't think about it, you can eat up to 5 Wen a day, and you have to pay the rest when you return to the camp." The old man shook his head.

"Damn it, the work I do can feed my family of six, why should I give it to them?" the young man said angrily.

"Then what do you do? Can you ignore your family? Those who have no relatives and no relatives will not be selected at all." The old man said helplessly.

"Damn it, why did the Heavenly Holy Army attack our county? Our county is only forty miles away from here!" the young man gritted his teeth.

"I dare not say that." The old man immediately covered the young man's mouth.

"Now I understand why my family can't get enough to eat..." The young man avoided the old man's hand.

"Why do you still say, don't die?" The old man said, shaking his head, got up and left.

The others also left in a hurry.

The young man touched the 76 Wen coins in his bosom, and then looked at the pancakes in his hand.

Stamping his feet, he walked towards the Yamen.

"My lord, I'm here to sue, they robbed me of my wages."

…………

Wen Rensheng was walking in the county town, and it was better to actually take a look at it from the Internet.

Although his body is blind, he can see things that others cannot see.

Soon he was found and came to try the case.

"Sacred Master, look, this person is working here, but his wages have been robbed by the guerrillas. Should we take care of it, and how should we take care of it?"

"What law are we using?" Wen Rensheng asked rhetorically.

"Great Flame Law." The director asked doubtfully.

"Can the Law of Great Yan control the people of Great Yan?"

"sure."

"Is Guerrilla a Dayan person?"

"yes."

"Is he on our territory?"

The Secretary actually already understood.

That's right, that guy is on our territory and violated the Great Fire Law, of course they can take care of it.

Three martial arts masters dispatched and captured Gao Le's Guerrilla in the camp that night.

County government lobby.

People all over the city come to see what's new.

If you have free time, you can go to the gate of the Yamen to watch the scene, and if you don’t have time to walk, you can watch it online.

Dayan Chao had never seen a few times when a soldier sued a superior.

"Yang Jinliang, now XX is suing you for stealing his wages, can you admit it?"

"I am their superior, and their wages are of course mine."

"Great law, soldiers are paid monthly, no deduction is allowed, and officers are not allowed to force soldiers to work at will..." The director patted the gavel.

"This, this is a common practice, even the emperor acquiesces." Yang Guerzilla complained, "They said they would give me three thousand taels of silver and three hundred shimi, but in the end I couldn't even send out any of them. If I don't let the soldiers go Migrant workers, how to feed them, how to feed my servants?"

Everyone felt a little sympathy when they heard this.

"This general also has difficulties."

"Yeah, I didn't know before, can the court only pay 10% of the salary?"

"My nephew serves as a small flag in the frontier army. He told us once when he came back during the Chinese New Year that the flags are divided into six classes. The frontier army can send out 60%, the capital can send out 40%, and other places 10 to 20%. That's true."

"I see."

"That's what you said, but how do you distribute it? Your soldiers get 80 renminbi a day's wages, and they have to pay 75 renminbi when they go back. Do you support them or they support you!" the director said sternly.

"This, this, what they wear, live in, and weapons are all given by me..." Yang Gueran argued.

"That's true." Everyone nodded slightly.

"That's right, let's seriously calculate how much a soldier spends every year..."

The director took out the abacus and began to settle the accounts for everyone.

After finishing the calculation, it is only five taels of silver to support a soldier for a year, but this soldier can earn 20 taels, that is, 15 taels were taken by Yang Guerzilla.

"Hey, hey, it can't be calculated like this. For the 15 taels, I have to give 8 taels to my superior and 5 taels to manage my colleagues. If it really comes to me, it's less than 2 taels."

"Yeah, one person is two taels, 500 people is 1000 taels!" The director angrily scolded.

"As a guerrilla general, I earn one thousand taels a year. Is that too much? In fact, I can't get that much, because the five hundred under my command were selected temporarily, and I only had four hundred taels of old and weak." Sick and disabled." Yang Guerrilla said aggrievedly.

Everyone nodded, this is not too much.

"Why do you give 8 taels to Shangguan? Why do you need to order 5 taels around?" the director asked again.

Yang Guerzhe looked at a fool and said: "I gave him regular money, and he sent me here to die; if I didn't give him money, I would still be alive until now? I don't manage my colleagues, and impeach me if something happens. , have I taken it?"

Everyone nodded again.

Wen Rensheng watched from the side, and everyone thought it was normal.

right?

This is definitely not right.

What makes them think it's right?

Of course, it is a closed and backward social environment, no wonder they are.

In an environment like raising Gu, such a philosophy of survival is bound to appear.

At the same time, the emperor was also listening outside the Yamen.

His heart is cold.

It turns out that his soldiers, his officers, have reached this level.

Rotten from top to bottom.

He was reluctant to change into a new royal robe, many utensils in the palace were being sold off, and the food was reduced again and again.

He didn't know where the money had gone before.

Now he knows, let the middle layer be scraped away!

Shenwang, yes, Shenwang can solve this problem.

He suddenly understood.

The reason why the Heavenly Holy Army can solve this problem is because they use the divine net to make the people stand up and look at these officials.

In the past, the words of the common people could not reach my ears.

I only rely on factory guards and eunuchs, but what is the difference between factory guards, eunuchs and general civil servants?

They all wanted money, and the more factory guards and eunuchs they got, the more money they spent.

The effect is a little, but only a little.

Why is the Heavenly Holy Army rich?

They saved the money they spent on factory guards and censors!

The people paid the bill of inspection.

How much did I spend just to raise factory guards, eunuchs, and censors?

And the common people don't need to pay themselves by reporting on Shenwang. On the contrary, they uphold justice, and they want to give themselves money instead.

How big of a difference is this in and out?

The emperor has long understood that the most important thing in governing the world is two words: money and food.

An emperor who can't understand these two words is definitely a confused emperor.

Why do the ministers keep talking about morality, just to fool the emperor and take their eyes off the silver.