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Chapter 129 Adding Money
In the changing room of the Chang'an official temple, Chong Huangrou and a few others were kneeling on the sitting surface. They stretched their necks to look at the side path of the door through the open window. They were anxious and stood up and paced from time to time.

In the right school changing room, only Mang Tong could control his emotions. He grabbed a handful of corn with his big hands and put it in his mouth to chew slowly. Everyone else, including Chong Huangrou, was waiting for Guo Jie to come back with anticipation and anxiety.

"Everyone, come out and divide the money!"

Guo Jie returned to the official temple in Chang'an in a carriage covered with black silk and then went to the inner palace with a number of ox carts. He delivered 25,000 dan of millet and exchanged all the gold and cloth distributed to Chong Huangrou and others for three-zhu coins.

There were five ox carts parked at the door of the changing room. Following Guo Jie's shout, Chong Huangrou, who had been unable to wait any longer and was the least short of money, was the first to rush out of the wooden door of the changing room.

Five ox carts filled with Sanzhu coins were parked on the rammed earth ground between the right school gate and the Hanque. They were covered with a layer of linen, but it still couldn't hide the bright yellow luster of the brand new Sanzhu coins.

Under the reflection of the azure sky, it attracted many county and temple officials to watch. The thief catcher took the initiative to stand nearby, scanning the surroundings with a pair of eyes and holding an iron ruler to prevent anyone from succumbing to the temptation and snatching Guo Jie's three-zhu coins.

Anyone who dares to come near will face the fierce iron ruler in the hands of the thief catcher.

No one dared to rob Guo Jie of his money.

If a child carries gold through the market, the gold will be stolen.

Guo Jie was not a child, but a fierce tiger. No one dared to snatch money from his mouth.

What's more, Guo Jie, the fierce tiger, was surrounded not only by a group of tigers like Wei Guang, but also by a large number of hyenas such as the thief catcher and the prison clerk.

Before he could get close to Guo Jie, he was attacked by countless hyenas and tigers and eaten up completely.

Guo Jie deliberately distributed money in public to tell the lower-level officials and people that by following the chivalrous Guo Jie who valued loyalty and trustworthiness, they would not only have meat to eat, but also live a middle-class life without worries about food and clothing.

Chong Huangrou, Wei Guang and others hurried out of the changing room of Youshu.

Guo Jie pulled the linen cloth of the ox cart and lifted it up in front of everyone. The cart was filled with three-zhu coins, which were emitting a yellow and golden luster.

The three-zhu coins covering most of the car were very impressive.

Very dazzling.

The officials in Chang'an were stabbed so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

At the gate of the official temple in Chang'an, there were five ox carts parked. After the linen cloth was lifted, the carts were filled with golden three-zhu coins, which stunned all the county officials present.

More and more minor officials from the county offices, such as the Household Office, the Agricultural Office, and the Water Office, gathered together. Upon hearing the news that Guo Jie was distributing money, they all put down the wooden tablets in their hands and walked out from their seats.

The minor official in the county saw an extremely shocking scene.

When Guo Jie distributed money, he did not count it as one hundred and twenty coins, nor did he count it as one thousand coins per bucket, nor did he even count it as one ten thousand coins per bamboo stick.

A carload of money was distributed directly!

Guo Jie stood on the screen of an ox cart, grabbed a handful of three-zhu coins, looked at the shiny yellow new coins minted this year, and then looked at the county clerk with shining eyes at the gate of the government temple.

Even on the side roads outside the Hanque, near the catalpa and citron trees, many officials and minor clerks from the Nine Ministers' Palaces gathered on the side roads, even blocking the wide rammed earth road.

Carts of three-zhu coins were piled up at the gate of the Chang'an official temple, shining brightly. Not to mention the officials in the Chang'an official temple, even many officials in the Zhongdu had never seen so much money.

Many Zhongdu officials were shocked by the cartloads of three-zhu coins, and some subtle changes occurred in their hearts. They looked at the Chang'an hero Guo Jie and wanted to make friends with him.

Guo Jie noticed the changes in the expressions of the clerks in the government office and the officials in the capital, and saw a hint of smile on their faces, which was within his expectations.

One baht is 0.673 grams, a three-baht coin is 2.019 grams, and ten gold coins are coins.

One hundred thousand Sanzhu coins are nearly eight hundred Han jin of Sanzhu coins!

No one could carry the eight hundred jin of three-zhu coins, so they had to use an ox cart to pull them over.

The family income of the middle family is no more than 100,000 coins.

Guo Jie created five middle classes at once.

It's just a one-time year-end bonus.

No, quarterly bonus.

It’s been just over a month since the last payment was made.

It can be said that the monthly bonus is equivalent to the total assets of a middle-class person.

The bonus is a few hundred dollars, and I’m the boss’s dad.

The bonus is several million, and Guo Jie is definitely the godfather.

"Come to the imperial carriage."

Guo Jie jumped off the oxcart's screen, mounted his Hexi horse, and said, "Each of us will have an oxcart, and we will drive the oxcarts home."

One person, one car!
As soon as these words were spoken, the county officials and the central officials near the temple were instantly furious.

"Did you hear correctly? Guo Jie said one person, one car fare?!"

"Guo Jie? How can you speak like that? You should call him Mr. Guo!"

"I've long heard that Guo Jie, the hero of Chen County, is a man of loyalty and righteousness, and I've also heard many heroes of Chang'an criticize him for being a name with nothing to show for it. It seems the heroes of Chang'an are jealous of Guo Jie's fame. Guo Jie is the only true hero of Chang'an."

The most excited person was An Guo Shao Ji. He came from a low-income family and it was his first time receiving money from Guo Jie. He was so excited that he was shaking all over.

"Mr. Guo Guo"

An Guo Shaoji's lips were dry: "Dangdang really gave me a cart of three-zhu coins."

"Haha."

Wei Guang laughed, overjoyed that he could invite more actors and actresses from Chang'an to join him in the feast. "Sister-in-law, when have you ever cheated on anyone? If you don't want it, give it to me."

"Yes! Why wouldn't you want my money?"

Anguo Shaoji was anxious and hurriedly climbed onto an oxcart. He was so anxious that he almost fell off the screen and said, "Why should I give you Mr. Guo's gift? I'm just giving it to some poor people who eat and drink for free. Besides, I need to use this money to redeem Du Congmu's tattoo."

He had already made up his mind. After redeeming his tattoo, he would find a neighborhood in Chang'an where land was cheaper, buy a square-meter house, a slave, a sewing cart, a working ox, a chicken coop to raise twenty or thirty chickens, ducks, and goats, and a toilet to raise a few pigs.

There are five kinds of vegetables planted in the vegetable patch, including sunflower, and the family has the plump Du Congmu to accompany them.

An Guo Shao Ji felt that his life had a purpose just by thinking about it.

Guo Jie smiled, turned his head to glance at Chong Huangrou, who was also a little excited, and said curiously, "You are a marquis living in the main house. One hundred thousand coins is an incalculable amount of money in the eyes of An Guo Shaoji, but it is just a small amount to you."

"That's wrong!"

Chong Huangrou was even more excited than Guo Jie had imagined: "Compared to the marquis who lives under the protection of his ancestors, these are the hundred thousand coins I earned with my own hands."

"Very good!"

A familiar figure appeared at the gate of the official temple. Sang Hongyang had appeared nearby without knowing when. "Chong Huangrou is considered a man of great ambition among the many marquisates. He doesn't want to live under the shadow of his ancestors. This letter is for you."

Guo Jie quickly took the letter thrown by Sang Hongyang and took a closer look at it. It was indeed a certificate for a thousand acres of land.

He put it in his arms and placed Sang Hongyang's certificate together with those of Zhao Yu and Zhang Tang.

There are two thousand acres of land in total.

Together with the original 3,000 acres of farmland, the farmland in Jinchenglu finally reached 5,000 acres.

It can support one hundred soldiers who have been freed from work.

Jinchenglili can once again absorb a group of residents.

Guo Jie took out the love letter he had written long ago and gave it to Yi Zong, who was about to go to the official residence of the government temple. He said: "Wait until the official Zhang Tang returns, and then my wife's brother will give him the love letter."

Yi Zong took the letter, carefully placed it in his arms, and drove a cart full of three-zhu coins to the official residence where he lived. He was happily thinking that he would go to the West Market tomorrow to find someone to make some Qin Dynasty torture instruments that he had long coveted.

With the letter being given to Zhang Tang who had captured the person, the progress of buying a title to atone for the sin reached 30%.

"Guo Jie, come with me to the Sihu Prison."

Wearing a military cap, red silk fish-scale armor, and a ring-handled sword hanging from his waist, Zhu Anshi, accompanied by several imprisoned men, entered the magistrate's residence at the prefectural residence's Changguan Temple. "The incident of the brawl between the Maoling Magistrate and you has been reported to the Gongcao of the Right Internal Affairs Department. Follow me to the temple's prison for interrogation."

What was supposed to come finally came.

Guo Jie waited in Lingshe for more than ten days, and finally an official from the Right Internal Affairs Department came and took him to the prison for interrogation.

But unexpectedly, the official who came to arrest him was Zhu Anshi, the Chang'an Wei.

In the whole Chang'an, only Zhu Anshi or Lei Bei were not afraid of Guo Jie's bravery in beating a tiger to death with his bare hands.

Lei Bei has been missing since he killed a subordinate official of the county last time. It is not known whether he escaped or was hidden by Huainan King Liu An to avoid the limelight and help the last of the Eight Dukes of Huainan to buy a title to atone for his sins.

The only person who could restrain Guo Jie was Zhu Anshi.

"Hold on."

Guo Jie stopped Wei Guang and the others who were about to take action and said with a smile, "While I'm away, follow An Guo Shao Ji's advice. If you encounter any problems you can't solve, go to the Chang'an official temple and find Zhang Tang, the senior official."

"I?"

An Guo Shaoji was surprised: "How could Lord Guo hand over everything in the County Residence Changguan Temple to a small clerk? The clerk is just a military official on leave."

His status was not as high as that of Qu Chenghou's son Chong Huangrou.

Not as close as his wife's younger brother Wei Guang.

He followed Guo Jie for a shorter time than Mang Tong, who followed him the longest.

An Guo Shao Ji never imagined that Guo Jie would hand over the county government office to him, a minor official who had just been recruited as a military official.

Guo Jie nodded gently. "You are the most tactful. In my absence, you will be in charge of the affairs of the county residence and the Changguan Temple. At least there will be no mistakes. Also, you will arrange for a military official to deliver the millet obtained from the sale of the house in Gushuli to Jinchengluli."

In officialdom, it is rare to be a good official if you don’t make mistakes.

Anguo Shaoji bowed solemnly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Guo, I will not disappoint you."

Guo Jie stood up from his seat, shook the wide sleeves of his white robe, handed the two-foot sword and the ring-handled knife to Mang Tong, and only took the short sword hidden in his hakama.

He is a convicted criminal.

Cannot carry five weapons.

Even if you take it, it will be confiscated by the people in Sihuyu Prison and become the stolen property of Sihuyu Prison.

Zhu Anshi was surprised that Guo Jie, who was so bold as to confiscate the property of several powerful people, did not resist stubbornly.

According to Han law, Guo Jie's hands should be tied behind his back with a rope.

Zhu Anshi came to arrest people without any personal grudge. He just accepted the five gold coins and came to arrest the criminal for Jin Yi's sake.

Otherwise, it will be useless no matter who comes.

Whenever Prime Minister Dou Ying asked him to do something, he had to pay him, and no one was exempted.

When Guo Jie saw that the arresting official was Zhu Anshi, he felt relieved and at ease. Fortunately, it was Zhu Anshi who came to arrest people and would not make things difficult for him.

Zhu Anshi only cares about money.

As long as the money is in place, anything is easy to say.

"One basketful."

Zhu Anshi stopped at the entrance of Sihu Prison and glanced at Guo Jie's waist. "If you want to take the dagger in, you need to give me a bucket of three-zhu coins."

One thousand coins?

Guo Jie smiled, and the short sword hidden at his waist did not escape Zhu Anshi's eyes.

"Money matters are easy to talk about."

Guo Jie's mind moved, and he looked at Zhu Anshi's ring-handled sword and said, "If I want to take your ring-handled sword with me, how much money and silk do I need to give you?"

Prison tomorrow.

Guo Jie is staying in Sihu Prison today. Although the prison clerk treats him as a guest of honor, he still has to be on guard since he has to stay there for another night.

Everyone in the officialdom was attracted by the four-layer vest.

He confiscated the property of several powerful people, but it still caused a chill in the backs of many of them.

When a powerful person faces a threatening person, he will subconsciously have the urge to eliminate the threat.

He experienced the extermination of six powerful families, including the Yuan family of Yangdi, Jia Ziguang of Nanyang, Qiu Jing of Nandao, Wanjia of Liushi, Zhu Du of Xidao, and Du Junao of Baling.

The powerful are already frightened.

Many people wanted to break the sharp knives in the hands of Zhao Yu and Zhang Tang.

Guo Jie's arrest and imprisonment in Sihu Prison was a good opportunity.

"Huanshou Dao"

Zhu Anshi thought for a moment and said, "Add four more baskets. The market value of this ring-handled sword of mine is two thousand coins. The price I brought in is two thousand coins. Add the short sword at your waist, and the total is five baskets."

“It’s a good price.”

Guo Jie immediately made the decision: "I'll give you five thousand coins. However, I don't have any three-zhu coins on me right now. I'll give you another five thousand coins when we get back to the official temple in Chang'an."

Zhu Anshi hesitated.

He always does things for money and never gives people credit.

If it were someone else, they would have refused outright.

Guo Jie is different.

Ten days ago, Guo Jie donated five carts of money at the gate of the official temple in Chang'an, which made him famous in the neighborhood of Chang'an. There was already a rumor that Guo Jie's promise was worth ten gold coins.

A promise is worth a thousand gold.

Guo Jie's promise of ten gold coins was really fulfilled.

The former cannot be compared with the latter at all.

Anyone can say that a promise is worth a thousand gold.

Someone who is really willing to give ten gold coins.

There was only Guo Jie.

Guo Jie said sternly, "A few days ago, I gave away five carts of money, worth fifty gold, so I won't miss any of your money or silk."

"good!"

Zhu Anshi finally agreed and made an exception to allow Guo Jie to pay on credit.

Guo Jie was delighted. Seeing Zhu Anshi gradually falling into the trap, he continued to ask, "How many three-zhu coins will it cost for you to guard me at the gate of Sihu Prison for one night?"

"Fifteen buckets."

Zhu Anshi said solemnly: "Don't think it's too much. Fifteen thousand coins is already too little. If the powerful man wants to kill you, I am willing to give him thirty thousand coins."

"Of course."

Guo Jie nodded in agreement. "Fifteen thousand coins is certainly not much. My life is worth at least ten coins. The money for the night watch, silk, and sword is twenty thousand coins in total. I'll give it all to you when I return to the county magistrate's temple."

Zhu Anshi nodded, walked to a private school next to the Temple Prison, knelt on the sitting table, and stared at the entrance of the Temple Prison.

It turned out that he was the one who captured Guo Jie.

Instead, he became Guo Jie's bodyguard.

It's really ridiculous.

Guo Jie glanced at his bodyguard Zhu Anshi and smiled. The other party had fallen into his trap.

In order to keep 20,000 coins, Zhu Anshi needs to put in 200,000 coins of effort.

This is the cost of silence.

(End of this chapter)