Zuixiang Pavilion is Jiang Hong's own Qinglou, Jiang Hong used his power to easily annex the other two Qinglou in the city, and did not pay too much price.

This is the benefit of power, the right not to seek personal gain, so what is the use of being an official, the combination of power and money, the right way, Jiang Hong deducted the boogers, and said.

"Oh, what kind of wind is blowing the county magistrate here today, please hurry up, please hurry up, do you want the old body to arrange a few girls for the adults to help the fun?" The bustard asked eagerly.

Jiang Hong glared at the old bustard, he didn't come here to have fun, not to mention that he was followed by a Wang Xiu.

The old bustard was also a human spirit, and when he saw Jiang Hong glaring at her, he immediately reacted.

"It's an old body without long eyes, an old body...

Jiang Hong interrupted the bustard's words and said:

"Just arrange a table of wine and food in the old location, the old rules, and also, don't alarm other guests, and don't arrange anything on your own, you know?"

"Yes, yes, the old body understands, and the old body will do it." The old bustard hurriedly replied.

Came to the private room in the middle of the second floor, this private room is unique to Jiang Hong, not outside, eating fairly good wine and food, listening to the vocal music played by the geisha on the stage downstairs, it can be regarded as one of the few entertainment items in Jiang Hong's day.

There are not many people in the lobby, and Sheyang has only experienced a disruption in the first half of the month, and many caravans have chosen to avoid here temporarily, preferring to go farther away, so that during this time, the entire business of Sheyang has been a little depressed.

However, Jiang Hong is not worried, Sheyang occupies a geographical advantage, and the business here will recover sooner or later, and Jiang Hong believes that under his own means, it will be more prosperous than before.

"Your Excellency." Kou Bai outside the door slammed the door.

"Come in." Jiang Hong closed his eyes and listened to the vocal music downstairs, and said casually.

Kou Bai stood aside in an orderly manner, he was currently mainly in charge of this Qinglou under Jiang Hong's command, and after knowing that his immediate boss had arrived, it was a routine to come here every day to stand guard.

"Kou Bai." Jiang Hong said suddenly.

"The subordinates are here." Kou Bai hurriedly replied.

"I heard that you took your mother into the sun these days?" Jiang Hong asked.

"Yes, now that I have the identity of a bandit, I guess what is going on with me, I am also a petty official, I want to take my mother to the city and enjoy a few days of happiness." Kou Bai explained a little shyly.

Hmph, he is a smart man, Jiang Hong said in his heart.

Whether it is a bandit or a water bandit, if outsiders want to join it, they will inevitably have one thing, vote for it. In fact, it is the same in the officialdom, if you don't turn in your name, how can you make your boss trust and reuse you.

There are also people who are not suspicious of employing people and those who are suspicious of not using them, Jiang Hong asked himself, he can't do it, he doesn't have the personality charm of the protagonists in other books, and he doesn't believe that these guys who take refuge or surrender will have too high loyalty to him.

However, Kou Bai is a smart person, he has served as the second leader in the Huaishui Thief, and he naturally knows about the name certificate, and the old mother he took into the city is the name certificate handed over to Jiang Hong.

"Well, go down first, I'm calling you for something." Jiang Hong commanded.

"No." Kou Bai bent down and replied, retreating in an orderly manner.

As soon as he saw Kou Bai withdraw, Wang Xiu, who had been sitting quietly and kept mixing wine with Jiang Hong, said dissatisfiedly:

"My lord, how can you be like this, every time you come to eat, people stand here, you don't care, I finally greeted you today, but you kicked people out again, it's too bad."

Jiang Hong opened his eyes and looked at Wang Xiu, he couldn't help but smile a little on his face, and stretched out his hand to flick it on Wang Xiu's head, causing Wang Xiu to cry out in pain.

"You know what?" Jiang Hong said with a smile, "This is called means, and this is called power techniques." ”

Wang Xiu covered his head and shook his head.

"I don't understand."

"It's right if you don't understand, okay, it's time to go home, and there's a big push for government affairs to do." Jiang Hong stood up, drank the last glass of wine, stretched his waist, and said a little tiredly.

Although Jiang Hong's conversation looks like he has a bit of knowledge to outsiders, only Jiang Hong himself knows that he is a good person at all, not to mention anything else, just this Han Dynasty text, Jiang Hong said that he would not recognize, let alone write.

There's no way, I can only read simplified Chinese characters and traditional Chinese characters, but the characters of the Han Dynasty are so different that Jiang Hong specially hired Mr. Yi to accompany him to deal with government affairs, and teach himself to read and write by the way.

Just looking at the twisted earthworm in his pen, Jiang Hong had to hold his head and howl wildly, but the old gentleman was very calm, pointing out the mistakes in Jiang Hong's writing, and comforting Jiang Hong:

"The county magistrate does not need to be discouraged, the old man has taught many students in his life, and it often takes them several years to write a good hand, during which they have to continue to practice, and it is already very good to be able to write like this in half a month."

"Forget it, I won't practice today." Jiang Hong threw the pen and said angrily.

"Then the old man will retire first." The old gentleman saluted Jiang Hong, then packed up his things and turned around and went out.

Looking at the small, complex words on the bamboo slips, and then looking at what he had written, it was not a thing at all, Jiang Hong sighed.

"Hey, I didn't have such a hard time passing English level 4 back then, I couldn't recognize it, and it was another alien text when I wrote it, what kind of thing is this Nima."

"Forget it, let's go out and take a walk." Jiang Hong looked at the clear sky, "Just take a break and relax." ”

Jiang Hong walked to the street with two guards, looking at the bustling crowd, already the surrounding vendors, but Jiang Hong's mind was not here.

It has been a long time since the previous turmoil, and there are more and more pedestrian caravans passing by Sheyang, and the business of the Qinglou under Jiang Hong's command is getting better and better, but what Jiang Hong is thinking about now is something else. Seeing that the business is becoming more and more prosperous, but he can't collect a little tax, Jiang Hong is very upset, because of the Han Cheng Qin system, the Han Dynasty canceled all the tariffs in the territory, resulting in Jiang Hong can't get a little oil and water, and he has no right to modify the tax, so he can only watch a large amount of money flow out of his hands.

However, Jiang Hong plans to find another way, since he can't collect taxes, why not use his power to take advantage of Sheyang's gradually prosperous business, do business, and earn him a lot of money.

Running to distill spirits aside, the output of that thing is still too small, not enough to be sold as a commodity, just temporarily for some high-level people, as well as the rich people who come to consume in the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion, no matter what the output is, it is always good to make a name for it first.

What Jiang Hong is thinking about now is what Huang Yuan told him about the confiscated Zhou family industry.