The regulations on selling officials in the West Park are even more staggering. The price of a magistrate is twice as high as that of a court official, while the price of a county magistrate varies; Officials must also be promoted according to the price. The person seeking the position can evaluate the bid, and the person with the highest bid will win the bid. In addition to the fixed price, it can also be increased or decreased at any time according to the value of the seeker and the property he owns.

Generally speaking, the price of an official position is calculated based on the annual salary of an official, for example, the price of an official position of 2,000 stone per year is 20 million yuan, and the price of an official position of 400 stone is 4 million yuan, that is to say, the price of an official position is 10,000 times the annual income of an official.

Even if Duan Cheng, Zhang Wen and others have great merit and high prestige, they have only reduced a little, and they have paid enough money to ascend to the public position. Later, when an official was transferred, promoted, or a new official took office, he had to pay one-third or one-quarter of the price of his official position, that is, an official had to pay the equivalent of his legal income for more than 25 years before taking office.

Many officials were so frightened that they could not pay such a high "official fee" and left their official positions. Years of disasters and apportionment of the official lord in order to make up for his own "buy officials" clever name of taxation, the more taxes are collected, the less they are collected, the more they have to be apportioned to the powerless and powerless ordinary people, and so on, this is simply self-destruction!

"As long as the prince raises his arms and shouts, the world will inevitably follow, the court will continue to fight, and how many loyal ministers and righteous people will have no ......way to serve the country," Huang Zhong bowed down in front of Liu Wei, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

Huang Zhong himself is also a strong small landlord family, born in Nanyang Huang, Jiangxia Lu'an Huang's side branch. Otherwise, can you support Huang Zhong to learn martial arts? Don't dream, in the Han Dynasty, a feudal dynasty that focused on military force and military merits, mud legs could only be small soldiers.

Huang Zhong has no way to serve the country and has been a military envoy for many years. According to his ability, he was bullied by Shangguan a lot, how could there be no complaints, Huang Zhong has a deep understanding.

Rao Wen pursed his lips on the side, Liu Wei smiled dumbly, and Huang Hansheng was still a little naïve. Helped Huang Zhong up, because of the height gap, he couldn't reach his shoulders, and patted the back of Huang Zhong's hand.

"It's just a prince, this kind of thing is not something that should be done...... "At least before his cheap father didn't make himself the prince, doing such a thing, the father who has no eyes and eyes will definitely be jealous of himself, how can the royal power be touched by others!

Liu Wei asked Rao Wen to lift the food box that had been packed and walked out slowly. I can only do what I can do now, be on that edge, tempting...... Liu Wei has lived in this era for four years, and he has slowly integrated into this era of strict hierarchy and poor livelihood.

"Where are we going now?" Liu Wei sat in the carriage and asked Rao Wen about his itinerary.

"Back to Your Highness, you said that after the soup kitchen outside the city opens, you will go to check it out in person, the slave risked death to advise, there are countless displaced people outside the city, and it is very dangerous, Your Highness's precious body is still ......"

"Okay, I have Hansheng, the world can go!"

Huang Zhong was a little moved, and saluted sonorously: "If you hurt Your Highness a little, please behead someone!"

"Huang Hansheng, you!" Rao Wenqi's finger Huang Zhong wanted to kill him, if the prince is lost, what's the use of cutting off your head? The enraged emperor will cut off the heads of all three of your clans!

"Alright, let's go."

The carriage turned in a different direction and walked leisurely in the direction of the city gate.

"Xiao Wenzi, remember that this disaster relief cannot use my name."

"Who's that?"

"Han Room!"

"What!" Zhou Yi's brush fell to the ground with a snap, "You said that you saw His Royal Highness the prince go straight to the refugees?" ”

A city gate guard gasped and said: "It's true, the small one, looking at the ornaments on the carriage is not like the usual rich and noble people, followed by ten big carts, the car is planted with the flag of the Tongfu Inn, who in Luoyang City does not know that it is the property of His Royal Highness, the small one does not dare to slack off, take a closer look at the warrant, it is actually a royal thing, more than 20 guards are armed with strong bows and crossbows." The small carriage in front of him did not dare to go up and search, but it was a child. ”

"It's over......" Zhou Yi crossed his hands in the yamen, isn't this asking for human life, if His Royal Highness makes a mistake, even if their Zhou family has ten heads, it is not enough to cut off!

"Go and call all the people of our yamen!" Zhou Yi quickly put on his official robe and ran out with a breeze.

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can you do, go outside the city!"

As soon as Liu Wei's carriage arrived at the refugees, the refugees from all directions slowly approached like ants, and there seemed to be no end to the number of people, and there were more and more people. The guards were all very nervous, and they drew their swords in their hands, and although the refugees saw the swords shrink slightly, they silently leaned closer. Some of them have not eaten a drop of rice for three or four days except to drink water. Hunger has tormented them so far that they are only one step away from death, and if a person dies before and after, then what is he to fear?

"It's horrible!" Liu Wei muttered to himself, Liu Wei had only seen this scene in the photo, the bark of the trees that could be seen around had been completely stripped away, and the pale light of the tree pillars stood there like a filial piety flag, and some refugees, walking and walking, fell down, and the people behind did not care, so they stepped on the fallen people and approached the carriage step by step. There is no grass growing on the ground, some people are holding branches to dig the grass roots deep underground, as soon as they get it, they quickly want to throw it into their mouths, several big hands grab this grass roots and fight together, blood is staining the land.

"There are countless wealthy families in Luoyang City, and there is no family to give porridge for disaster relief?" Liu Wei turned his head and asked Rao Wendao with anger in his heart.

Rao Wen said with a bitter face: "Your Highness, the price of rice in Luoyang has been more than two thousand yuan per stone, although a few families have gone out of the city to give porridge a few times, but they have been robbed by the victims, and several people have died, so no one has given porridge anymore." ”

"Stop!" Liu Wei climbed out of the carriage and looked at the people of the Han family everywhere, looking at a pair of pairs, hungry, expectant, and hateful...... of the eyes. Liu Bian's heart twitched slightly, the people who carried the four-hundred-year-old ship of the Han Dynasty, the roaring wind was already accumulating, and the tsunami that could destroy everything was brewing. The terrible thing is that the people on the boat are not awake yet.

"Your Highness!" Rao Wen held a small shield in front of Liu Wei, affectionate and anxious, if an arrow was shot from the crowd now, the conflict would break out immediately!

"Take it away!" Liu Wei blocked Rao Wen's small shield with one hand, and looked directly at the refugees who were faintly about to move.

"Today, I have brought ten stones of grain, which are for you. But if you want me to come back in the future, then you can line up and pick it up one by one! ”

A skinny man, with a stubble on his face, and a little blood on his right hand with a sharpened stick. After listening to Liu Wei's words, he gave the mouse caught in his hand to a few companions behind him, squeezed to the front and asked, "Who can prove that what you said is true!" ”

Huang Zhong looked at this somewhat sickly man and frowned, holding the bow in his hand and carrying the quiver behind him in one hand.

Liu Wei took a flag from Rao Wen's hand and unfolded it: "I use him as a guarantee!" ”

"Liu! Red Banner Dragon Banner. "The red background color of the flag in Liu Wei's hand, with a big Liu character on it, and a dragon next to it, this flag cannot be used if it is not a descendant of the Liu family!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" A soldier rode a horse from the direction of Luoyang towards Liu Wei's team, followed by dozens of horsemen, the wind and dust were rolling behind, and there were faint voices, flags, not small troops.

"Luoyang ordered Lord Zhou to arrive, all get out of the way!"

The refugees retreated in fear, but some of them were already fainting from hunger, and they had no strength to walk, and when they were about to approach, the cavalry had no intention of slowing down. Straight and straight rushed over.

"Lao Huang, shoot horses, don't die!" If a person dies here today, the good deed of soup porridge will definitely be greatly discounted, and Liu Wei will not allow anyone to ruin this matter. Those who are in high positions must cherish their feathers.

As soon as Liu Wei's words fell, an arrow swished straight into the horse's forehead, the arrow feathers trembled, and the horse ran forward weakly, kneeling directly with its front hooves, and knocked the cavalry to the ground.

"Dare to collide with Your Highness, take it for our family!"

"Alright," Liu Wei waved his hand, "it's not his fault. Let him go. ”

"You deserve to die, Your Highness Xie forgives your sins."

A few horses behind, a few people jumped down, led by one wearing official uniforms, and nervously ran forward to meet Liu Wei: "Minister, Luoyang Ling Zhou Yi, meet His Royal Highness the Prince."