The tax police returned to Luoyang City, and when they returned, they brought a large number of prisoners. According to the regulations, after coming back, a club meeting will be held to inform everyone of the situation. However, at the meeting, You Yong, the director of taxation, felt that the senior Hong Nanfeng had something on his mind.

After the meeting, Hong Nanfeng held a three-person meeting with two core personnel, including You Yong, at which he talked about his feelings about the war in this operation. All three of them had military experience, but You Yong had only heard of the Great Purge in the north, which had been peaceful for more than ten years, and he thought that such a violent operation was over. After listening to Hong Nanfeng's introduction, You Yong didn't even say a word.

Hong Nanfeng didn't expect these two people to say anything, but the deputy head of the society and the deputy director of the Taxation Bureau asked, "Senior Hong, are you going to report this matter to your superiors?" ”

"Of course." Hong Nanfeng pursed his lips when he said these two words.

You Yong and the deputy director stopped talking. It is said that the stone steps in front of the palace gate of the old imperial city of Kaifeng are still dark red, and the blood of the thousands of people who were killed in the palace city flowed down like a waterfall, soaking the stones into that color. And these are a bit far away for the two.

In the end, the meeting broke up.

It's that such a change has happened, and life has to be lived. You Yong soon went to attend the meeting presided over by Wang Quanle, the prefect of Luoyang, and as soon as he entered the door, other major cadres surrounded him and began to ask what was going on. There are quite a few cadres who have participated in the Luoyang water banquet. You Yong smiled and pushed two-five-six, "Everyone, I've been in the city, but I don't know what's going on." I just heard that the tax protesters over there had muskets in their hands and injured several tax police officers and soldiers. ”

"How bold!" The director of the public security said in exclamation.

"Huh." You Yong laughed dryly. Those who dare to resist taxes are a few who are as timid as mice.

Everyone talked about it, and some people associated the demon monks of Songshan Shaolin Temple with the guys who resisted taxes. You Yong can only pick more serious words and echo one or two sentences, and he doesn't want to say more. He knew that some of the tax resisters had indeed been killed. Those are all the killings and injuries of tax police officers in the tax resistance, plus the tax resistance action, the punishment for several crimes is combined, divided by the death penalty.

The number of such executions is a minority of the minority. The Great Purge were two completely different things, and in that bloody operation, only a few were spared. At this time, if You Yong takes out the matter of the Great Purge, it is to bury his official position. The tax bureau will not immediately dismiss the cadres who leaked the news, but will also be dealt with to the end.

Ordinary cadres will arrive a little earlier. Just when everyone arrived and talked about it, as soon as the door opened, Wang Quanle, the prefect of Luoyang, walked in. As soon as everyone saw that the prefect had arrived, they immediately returned to their seats. You Yong was also able to get out of trouble. He raised his eyes to look at Wang Quanle, and saw that Wang Quanle didn't look at it at all. They haven't spoken since the two had a stalemate at the intercession meeting.

You Yong was thinking about the recent changes, and he had a lot of thoughts in his heart. Fortunately, this meeting had limited relevance to the Inland Revenue Department and was a report on agricultural work. If it weren't for what Zhao Guanjia said, if all departments want to cooperate, they must understand the operation of the entire government. The IRD will not actually come to this agriculture-focused meeting.

However, since the tax police force has gone to the countryside, You Yong also listened very carefully at this time. In late autumn, the crops have been harvested. As a rule, local governments are required to start planning for next year's planting. As a famous city, Luoyang not only connects Guanzhong and the Huanghuai Plain with its geographical advantages, but also the millions of fertile fields in the Luoyang Basin are also the foundation of this famous city's thousand-year-old reputation.

The official meeting under the rule of the Zhao official family did not have any poems to oppose, and there were not many meaningless lamentations. The agricultural sector is considered the domain of science and engineering men, and the opening speech is a standard speech. Agricultural issues are divided into 'water conservancy, improved seeds, fertilizers, pesticides, and climate seasons'. After talking about this, the Department of Agriculture came up with the latest arrangements of the Ministry of Agriculture, requiring all localities to carry out research on rural road transportation and new grain storage points.

After the man who had sunburned his skin dark, he asked, "Do you have any questions?" If you don't understand, you can ask. ”

Everyone didn't know what to ask, You Yong suddenly couldn't help it, so he asked, "I want to ask, how to study the grain storage point?" ”

The polytechnic man felt that this question was just scratching the itch, and immediately replied energetically: "We are all promoting standardized production now, and standardized production can predict the output." If all the grain is concentrated in Luoyang City and transported out when necessary, it will waste too much time and manpower to turn back in the middle. There are also losses in grain transportation. The construction of grain storage points on some nodes is a grain depot. Food can be allocated more efficiently according to demand. Now the Ministry of Agriculture has asked all localities to research, which is to find a more suitable storage point......"

"That's it!" Wang Quanle interrupted the words of the male director of the Department of Agriculture, looked at the director who was a little stunned, Wang Quanle said coldly: "This kind of thing can be talked about after the meeting." This time it's about arrangement. ”

You Yong also didn't know whether Wang Quanle was trying to improve the efficiency of the meeting or to show his dissatisfaction with the tax bureau. Both explanations worked, and he said, "Then I'll ask later." ”

At the end of this session, the meeting moved on to the next item. All units must cooperate in this operation, and what each unit wants to do must be clearly stated. For example, the Agricultural Bureau asked the Health Bureau to provide quarantine, and the Agricultural Bureau used a large number of livestock, and these animals had various quarantine problems.

After the meeting, just as You Yong was about to continue the previous conversation with the director of agriculture, Wang Quanle's secretary came over and whispered to You Yong: "Governor Wang, please come over." ”

"Now?" You Yong asked. He didn't think that Wang Quanle would meet at this time, that would be too straightforward.

"It's now." The secretary gave a straightforward answer.

You Yong made an appointment with the director of agriculture to meet tomorrow, and went straight to Wang Quanle's office. As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Quanle sitting in his position with a flat expression, and he didn't speak when he saw You Yong coming in. You Yong calmly pulled a chair and sat down, waiting for Wang Quanle to speak. Wang Quanle was very rude and didn't say a word, You Yong waited for a while, then lit a cigarette, and took the initiative to speak after he finished smoking. If Wang Quanle's answer was still the style of the prefect, You Yong would have no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

The two sat quietly facing each other, and You Yong was still slowly pumping, wanting to give Wang Quanle more time, and at the same time give himself some time. He was thinking about the current situation, and the relationship between himself and Wang Quanle had already been concluded. Wang Quanle is not a three-year-old child, and it is impossible to forget the hostility and hatred in the blink of an eye. What kind of trouble will it get between the two?

You Yong tried his best to sweep away the uneasiness in his heart, it was the National Taxation Bureau that could decide You Yong's official position, not Wang Quanle, the prefect of Luoyang in front of him, and he had no reason to be afraid of him at all.

Just when he finished smoking, Wang Quanle finally spoke first: "What, there is nothing to tell me?" ”

"If you ask the tax police, I don't have anything to say." You Yong said indifferently. He had already positioned Wang Quanle on his list of enemies at this time, and since that was the case, there was no point in backing down.

Wang Quanle laughed dryly, "Director You, your tax bureau is a cow." Go out and fight a battle and don't talk about anything. Don't you think that's inappropriate? ”

"Whether this kind of thing is suitable or not, naturally the IRS is in charge, and we don't say anything." You Yong replied indifferently. If you want to get the news out of his mouth, don't even think about it.

Faced with such a response, Wang Quanle leaned back in his chair and replied with mockery: "Very good! Then let's not talk about it. ”

You Yong didn't reply, stood up and left. At this point, he also felt a little regretful. However, there is a chance that life is unsatisfactory, and there is not much difference between him You Yong and Wang Quanle. Wang Quanle takes care of face, and You Yong takes care of his official position. The IRS is unrelenting in dealing with unqualified subordinates. You Yong has worked hard for so many years to climb to the point where he is today, and a group of tax-resistant Diao people are really not a reason for Wang Quanle to make the slightest concession.

Wang Quanle looked at You Yong's back, with no expression on his face. He has met his thorny subordinates, and he has also met various peers. He always felt like he couldn't pretend he didn't see it. Especially You Yong embarrassed him in public before, and he walked away. If you don't find this field, Wang Quanle will have any face in Luoyang City in the future.

You Yong walked for a while, and Wang Quanle's secretary brought someone in. After closing the door, the secretary said, "Prefect, this person has brought people back after seeing the tax police." He's already written. ”

Wang Quanle looked at him and nodded slightly. He has not been without action in the past few days, and since the purpose has been clear, he naturally can't do without arrangements. Without Wang Quanle to speak, he had already handed a manuscript to Wang Quanle. Wang Quanle looked at it for a while and nodded with satisfaction.

The secretary saw that Wang Quanle was satisfied, and couldn't help but give himself a commendation, "Prefect, I have already revised this, I don't know how the prefect Wang will correct it." ”

"That's good!" Wang Quanle said with a smile, he casually revised it in a few places above, and handed it to the secretary, "Copy five copies." ”

After preparing his initial response, Wang Quanle watched the secretary sit on the table below. I calculated my odds in my heart. It is true that the IRS is not the target that Wang Quanle can instruct, but the IRS does not do whatever it wants. Wang Quanle couldn't say anything to the IRS, but there were more people who could speak loudly to the IRS.

After the secretary quickly copied five copies, Wang Quanle signed his name at the end and asked the secretary to send them out by special mail line. The priority documents that the Luoyang prefect could use were of a very high level, and the letter could be delivered to Kaifeng, the current capital of the Great Song Dynasty, in a short period of time.

As Wang Quanle expected, his letter was delivered to the postal ship as quickly as possible. In the past, you could take the waterway from Luoyang, and you could directly reach Luoyang after entering the Tongji Canal. When the Jin Kingdom invaded the south, Du Chong dug up the Yellow River, and the Yellow River overflowed, so that the Tongji Canal was completely silted up and abandoned, and the transportation was interrupted. Now that Zhao Guanjia has rebuilt the Tongji Canal, the postal system is more efficient than before, with lighthouses and various ship commands, and the speed of steam ships is much faster than that of manpower ships in the past. It is even possible to allow express boats to sail at night when the river is regulated.

The next day, Wang Quanle's letter was delivered to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The personnel in charge of civil affairs relations of the Ministry of Civil Affairs were also shocked when they read the letter. The letter was immediately delivered to Zhao Wei, a higher-ranking official.

When Zhao Wei saw it, his already big eyes immediately widened. Wang Quanle didn't make up anything in the letter, but just exterminated the village by the tax bureau, arrested hundreds of villagers, and brought them back to Luoyang to write. The focus is on the plight of those people. They all wore ropes around their necks and wore them in a string...... The man was beaten and his face was covered in blood. The woman held the child in her arms and cried as she walked behind her husband. The cries of those children were in harmony with the cries of their mothers...... If someone walks slowly, the Han people hired by the tax police will be beaten and whipped, and if someone does not fall to the ground, they will go up and punch and kick...... The villagers were so hoarse that they couldn't speak. But the escort showed no mercy and forced them to keep going...... Seeing the people who were sinned, the onlookers were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, and the people's hearts were fluctuating......

The description in the letter writes a sense of picture. Thinking back to the dominance of the tax police force in Jiangnan, Zhao Wei almost instinctively felt that this was true, but he couldn't be sure if these really happened in Luoyang. And since the signature is Wang Quanle, it is unlikely that he will lie. That's a big deal. Tax police rarely kill people during the operation, and this operation has been on a killing spree.

However, after receiving such an impact, Zhao Wei quickly recovered. It has only been peaceful for more than ten years, and such cruelty is not uncommon, and there is no shortage of rumors. The question now is to find out what the hell is going on.

Thinking of this, Director Zhao Wei asked people to send an internal telegram to the IRS, asking what was going on with the actions of the Luoyang Tax Police. At this time, there was a telegraph, there was an internal telegraph network in Hangzhou, and after a series of practices in Hangzhou, a comprehensive wiring plan was made in Kaifeng from the time of construction. Whether it is confidentiality, applicability and security, it is much better than Hangzhou Times. Forty minutes after the telegram was sent, a telegram from the IRS was sent to Zhao Wei, director of the Civil Affairs Bureau, with four words written in the telegram: 'No comment'.

I'm X ......, and Zhao Wei is very unhappy in his heart. The IRS can indeed be so cold, and people are wearing the uniforms of paramilitary units. The current uniforms of the Great Song Dynasty are divided into three categories, military uniforms, civilian uniforms, and paramilitary unit uniforms. The three types of clothing define the background of each unit. The traditional Han area in the interior of the Great Song Dynasty has only been peaceful for more than ten years, and now as long as the unit has anything to do with the army, it seems that the voice is relatively loud.

As a simple civil department, Zhao Wei only felt an evil fire surging. He said to the secretary: "Send another telegram and ask them how confidential it is, and respond like this." Could it be that the affairs of the countryside in Luoyang still involve secrets at the imperial court level? ”

Another forty minutes passed. The IRS sent another telegram with four words: 'No comment.'"