_Chapter 107 The Difference Between Genuine and Copycat Versions

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Chapter 107 The difference between the genuine version and the copycat version (II)

After telling the joke, in a happy and peaceful atmosphere, Fan Hongdao suddenly turned his face and scolded Han Xiucai very abruptly: "What you said is big and inappropriate nonsense!"

When I eat, drink, and sleep in the procuratorate, can it also be said that I serve the imperial court by rectifying the salt law? This is not wrong, I can only do better work when I have enough food and drink and sleep well!

But what's the use of talking about such a purpose? Everyone knows what we are doing in Hedong, and everyone knows that our task is to rectify the salt law, and you are deliberately showing off? Is this trying to gilded our actions?"

In Fan Hongdao's heart, he really can't look down on Han Xiucai, who can only talk on paper, but also likes to be smart, and splitting his head and covering his face is a reprimand. 【△Net】

Immediately, Han Xiucai, who was completely unprepared, was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't mention the fire in his heart. If you say you turn your face, you will turn your face, and you will not give any warning! If you say reprimand, you will reprimand, and you will think of yourself as something!

A bastard who went out and wandered for two days and came back, why did he dare to insult a person who works hard so justifiably, is there any reason in this person's heart!

Other bystanders felt that although Fan Hongdao's words were almost mean and harsh, they were not unreasonable, and Han Xiucai's answer was indeed a bit empty.

From a purely practical point of view, these empty slogans and truths are of little significance. is like Mr. Daoist in that joke, who made a cannon and said that it was for the ancestral bloodline and the imperial court.

Fan Hongdao didn't give Han Yanchang time, and continued to question aggressively: "It seems that you are still obsessed, and you still don't understand where your mistakes are!"

Let me ask you again, what is the purpose of rectifying the rule of officials, what kind of requirements do you want to achieve by rectifying the rule of officials, or what is the next step after that?"

Han Xiucai wanted to answer such a question very reasonably, and slapped Fan Hongdao's face to death. But when he opened his mouth, he found that he could not answer.

What is the goal of rectifying the administration of the salt transportation department? If the final result is only to improve the atmosphere of the salt transportation officials, is that what the procuratorate urgently needs today?

After rectifying the rule of officials, what should he do next? Thinking about this question again, Han Yanchang was actually a little confused, he really hadn't thought about this.

After Fan Hongdao deliberately asked questions, others around them also realized the problem.

The ultimate goal of their procuratorate was to rectify the salt industry, but there seemed to be a lack of necessary chains between the rectification of the administration of officials and the rectification of the salt industry, giving people the impression that they were separated.

In other words, after the rectification of the government is completed, how to continue to extend in the direction of rectifying the salt industry, Han Xiucai seems to have no idea at all.

If we want to find a new path to the ultimate goal, then what's the point of rectifying the rule of officials? It's enough to play prestige, but what next?

Until now, the owner of this place, Gao Yushi, still did not speak, but only sat on his seat, listening to Fan Hongdao and Han Yanchang's words. He was also very interested in what Fan Hongdao, who had disappeared for two days, would say.

But when he heard this, the old Yushi suddenly seemed to have opened a trick, and a question that had been haunting his heart for two days was answered!

When Han Xiucai started to do things with great fanfare two days ago, he was also decent, although he also had a bit of Fan Hongdao's demeanor, but the old Yushi always felt that something was missing.

Thinking about it, the old Yushi couldn't think of what it was, but now after hearing Fan Hongdao's continuous questioning, he finally knew what was going on!

The biggest difference between Fan Hongdao and Han Yanchang lies in the purpose of doing things!

No matter what Fan Hongdao does, no matter how ridiculous it seems, he has a very clear purpose in his mind, and all actions revolve around these goals, and at the same time, he also has a very clear plan for the next move and the next purpose.

Although Han Yanchang can also learn Fan Hongdao's style and imitate Fan Hongdao's ideas, the purpose is very vague. Knowing what it is, not knowing why it is, can only be regarded as only learning its form, not its god.

Looking at the vigorous and decisive killing, the effect is also obvious, but because there is no clear strategic and tactical purpose, it has become a prestige for the sake of prestige, and rectification for the sake of rectification.

To use the neologism invented by Fan Hongdao, this is called formalism. So when Fan Hongdao repeatedly asked "what is the purpose", Han Yanchang couldn't answer.

Han Yanchang's face was flushed when he was questioned by Fan Hongdao, he thought that the golden body was unbreakable, but he was still torn by Fan Hongdao like paper paste!

Han Yanchang decided not to entangle along Fan Hongdao's words, that was the context set by Fan Hongdao, and he probably couldn't argue with Fan Hongdao anyway!

Han Xiucai immediately found another angle and fought back: "The way of the world has always been to talk and talk simply, but it is difficult to do things carefully! I am at least doing things conscientiously, what are you doing, friend Fan? Go out to play in the mountains and rivers, and come back to point fingers?"

Fan Hongdao smiled, he took out his notebook, put it on the public case, and said to Gao Yushi: "In the next two days, I traveled all over the nearby salt flats, and interviewed fifteen people in detail.

In addition, several surplus salt trading yards were inspected, and the details of the surplus salt transaction were directly observed. All the detailed notes are here, so you can go through them when you have time. ”

Gao Yushi was a little surprised, did this Fan Hongdao really go out to inspect the detailed situation of the salt industry? He claimed to go out to visit the mountains and rivers to hang the historical sites, could it be all a disguise?

Thinking about Fan Hongdao's caution, it is not surprising to play a pretense, perhaps to prevent someone else's eyeliner in the procuratorate, so as to expose his whereabouts.

The old Yushi picked up the notes and flipped through them briefly, and then found that they were all the most primitive conversation records, and if he didn't take the time to read the summary, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see anything.

There are staff members, and they still need to make this effort themselves, Gao Yushi put down his notes again, and said to Fan Hongdao: "Take a closer look after the old man retires." Xiansheng, tell me first, what have you gained. ”

Fan Hongdao put it away and said very seriously: "There are two main points in the results of the late investigation. First, the actual output of residual salt is far beyond imagination, and the number cannot be counted clearly, but it can be speculated that it is almost the production of normal salt!

Second, the surplus salt is sold out, and it is controlled by Yanyazi, and Yanyazi is the agent of the local wealthy family. Therefore, it can be concluded that the sale of surplus salt is almost completely controlled by the local wealthy families, especially the Puzhou Zhang, Wang and other families!"

"How is this possible? A few salt teeth can control the sale of surplus salt? Salt merchants can trade directly with salt ding, and salt teeth only need to act as a witness to the contract. Someone questioned.

Without looking up, Fan Hongdao knew who was questioning, who else besides Han Yanchang would raise such an ungrounded question?

If the local wealthy clan is out to do evil, if they can't even do this bit of control, can they still be called a wealthy clan? Thinking in the dark, it is not difficult to sink people into the salt pond.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, now they can see it completely clearly, if Fan Xiucai is compared to a sleeping dragon and phoenix, then Han Xiucai is just a Jiang Gan at best. Mobile phone users please browse w reading for a better reading experience.