Han official!

Chapter 64 Duck

Open carts loaded with millet were sent to Chang'an City, followed by thief catchers and prison clerks carrying pigs, which aroused the envy of many officials and people.

These days, it is a luxury to have a piece of pig's offal to eat, let alone half a pig. Looking at the white fat, my mouth is watering.

The thief catchers and prison clerks were all very proud, holding up their black caps, as if they had already seen the envious looks of their neighbors and relatives when they returned to their homes and villages.

Guo Jie was sitting on a carriage covered with white cloth, with the charming Yi Shuo kneeling beside him. She was spreading out a scroll of wooden tablets and writing down Guo Jie's family property, recording it one by one to prevent it from being stolen.

Mang Tong sat on the screen and drove the imperial carriage, leading many open carriages to the official temple in Chang'an.

The biggest profit of this trip was fifty cows. Not only were they strong and high-quality cows, but they were also young cows that had just reached adulthood, not old cows, so their useful life was greatly extended.

A commoner wearing a plain hat could only cultivate four or five acres of land with a plow and a hoe, which was already the limit. With less than a month left for sowing, he could only cultivate two or three acres of land.

One cow can plow fifty acres of land.

The five hundred acres of farmland in Jinchenglu used to require hundreds of villagers, but now only ten oxen are needed to cultivate all the fields.

“It liberates manpower.”

Guo Jie brought over a scroll of wet ink and said with a cheerful smile, "In the past, all villagers were required to farm. Now, ninety of them have been freed and can become full-time professional soldiers."

The combat effectiveness of soldiers is completely different depending on whether they are on leave or not.

Those who work full-time are professional soldiers, while those who work part-time are part-time soldiers.

"Bring more wine for Zhang Qian."

Guo Jie instructed, "This time, Zhang Qian is going to Jinchengluli to deliver oxen for farming. He will be going to Didao under the guise of escorting garrison soldiers. I have asked the thief officer and the prison officer to contact the lieutenant officer, and have Zhang Qian escort a group of corvée soldiers to Didao."

I got to know the director of the Capital Public Security Bureau and the warden of the Capital Prison Bureau, and the benefits soon became apparent.

Guo Jie just said that Zhang Qian was escorting the oxen to Jinchengluli.

After learning about the situation in Jinchengli, Zei Cao and Yu Sikong immediately took the initiative to find Wei Cao, and went to the Didao border under the pretext of escorting corvée soldiers.

Wei Cao was in charge of the transportation of corvée soldiers and was equivalent to the local Minister of the People's Armed Forces Department. He had the opportunity to become a senior leader of the Standing Committee.

The Standing Committee is a leadership team composed of county officials, county governors and other senior leaders. The number of people is relatively small, and at least one person from the People's Armed Forces Department representing the military is included in the Standing Committee leadership team.

Money can move people's hearts, and fifty oxen are enough to arouse the greed of many bandits.

If the oxen were turned into supplies for the border counties escorted by the Chang'an Wei Cao, the greed of the bandits could be curbed and no one would dare to rob the supplies of the border troops.

Even if bandits dared to rob, it would not matter. As the oxen escorted by the Chang'an Wei Cao were involved, the settlements and beacon towers along the way needed to be guarded, so there was no need to worry about bandits coming to rob.

Guo Jie thought about how he had safely delivered the fifty oxen to Jinchenglu and said with a smile, "I've taken the military route. I'm not afraid of robbery, let alone bandits."

Fifty oxen arrived at Jinchengli, and ten of the executioners who had followed Zhang Qian were carefully selected.

The executioners went to plow the fields, completely released the one hundred villagers, and began to train the regular soldiers in Jinchengli.

Everything was settled, and only the final act of buying a title to atone for one's sins remained.

As long as the millet is sent to the official temple in Chang'an, the progress of buying a title and atonement can be pushed forward a big step.

Before the carriage covered with white cloth arrived at the official temple in Chang'an, a carriage covered with black cloth had already arrived at the county court of the official temple in Chang'an.

The Maoling magistrate took Wan Zimeng into the Hanque at the gate of the official temple, followed the corridors, and went straight to the seat of Chang'an magistrate Zhao Yu.

"Ah."

Zhao Yu knelt on the vermilion lacquer table, put down the bamboo slips in his hand, and sneered, "The plan is imminent. The collected land rents must be reported tomorrow. You came to the Chang'an official temple ahead of time. Are you here to admit defeat and run away naked in advance?"

"you!"

The Maoling Magistrate swung his official sleeves vigorously and sneered, "It's no use sitting here and arguing. Wait until tomorrow when the reports are submitted, and we'll know who is the best among the counties."

Zhao Yu frowned and said suspiciously: "Since Guo Jie transported 20,000 dan of millet, which is more than 10,000 dan of grain than you, it can only be this official who reported it this time. Could it be that you levied increased land rent without permission?" Imposing increased taxes without permission violated the laws of the Han Dynasty.

Zhang Tang, who didn't like to join in the fun, looked stern. He put down the scroll in his hand and stared sharply at the Maoling magistrate who was shouting that he was the first to come up with the plan.

A look that makes one's whole body crawl.

The Maoling Magistrate pulled Wan Zimeng over and explained why he was ranked first in the list, thus shielding Zhang Tang from his unsettling gaze. "If it weren't for the 20,000 dan of grain Guo Jie had delivered, how could you, a cruel official who ranked last in the list, who only knew how to ramp up the prison system and was incapable of governing the local area, have been ranked first in the list?"

He pointed at Wan Zimeng and said proudly, "Wan Zimeng found Qiu Jing in Kunchi and raised 20,000 dan of millet to send over. Now I also have 20,000 dan of millet, so I can give you thousands more."

Zhao Yu's face suddenly changed. He stared at Maoling Ling gloomily, feeling extremely angry.

Everyone knows that the emperor is short of money.

He was familiar with Sang Hongyang and knew the situation in more detail.

As the emperor's companion, Sang Hongyang was always trying to make money and was almost going crazy because of it.

Providing more money, silk and food is the best way to please the emperor.

In Kunchi?
Zhang Tang curled his lips, said nothing, and continued to look through the interrogation book sent from Chang'an Prison.

"Haha."

The Maoling Magistrate saw an opportunity to mock Zhao Yu and continued to pursue him relentlessly, sneering, "So, Wan Zhang, the grandson of Wan Zimeng, is delivering millet to Maoling today. I was afraid you wouldn't give up, so I arranged for Wan Zhang to deliver the millet to the official temple in Chang'an. Haha."

At the end of the story, Maoling Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud twice.

There are not many opportunities to laugh at Zhao Yu.

It's a rare opportunity to come across one, so I must laugh a few more times.

"you!"

Zhao Yu's expression changed drastically. He was moody and stared at Wan Zimeng with a murderous look. "Don't be too happy too soon. Even if I run naked through the Hanque Gate of the Chang'an Temple, I will have to return sooner or later."

Wan Zimeng's heart trembled. Thinking that he was a guest of the Dou family, his fear of the cruel official Zhao Yu was greatly reduced.

The corners of Zhang Tang's mouth twitched even more violently. He was still kneeling with the bamboo slips in his hand, and gave a strange look to the laughing Maoling Order.

He never said a word.

"Mr. Zhao."

The thief Cao walked in with great joy and sat down, bowing and saying, "The county government has sent 20,000 dan of millet."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Yu walked out of the toilet angrily, ready to slap the man who was escorting Su Mi.

When he walked out of the toilet and stood in the corridor, he looked at the man driving the open carriage.

Zhao Yu was stunned.

"Haha. Huh?"

Maoling Ling walked out and sat down with a big laugh, but before he could finish laughing, his smile suddenly stopped.

Like a duck with its neck pinched.

Maoling Ling's face almost turned green with anger.

"Why is it Guo Jie again?"