The master looked to be in his fifties, and his hair and goatee had turned gray.

When he saw County Magistrate Zhou looking over, he first lowered his eyes, but in fact, his eyes rolled, and then he raised his head and smiled without a smile: "This is related to military affairs and military defense, so the county lord doesn't have to ask." ”

The terms of the Han calendar are detailed and strict, and there are strict regulations on the soldiers and domestic slaves raised by princes, county kings, county lords, and county lords. For example, the county lord cannot raise more than 100 domestic slaves and 50 guards. If it is exceeded, it will be impeached by the minister as an attempt to rebel or trespass. At the worst, it will be degraded to punishment and demotion, and at worst, it will be degraded to a concubine or even a family extermination.

The corners of Xining's mouth hooked: "I really shouldn't ask." ”

In the end, he is young and so foolish, the master and the county magistrate Zhou looked at each other.

"But~" After she stretched out her voice, she said leisurely: "This is related to taxes, so I have to ask." ”

This next week, the county magistrate and the master have to get nervous.

Xining said unhurriedly: "Just now I saw that there are more than 400 taels in the tax as military salaries, and the words are clearly written." ”

The master hurriedly explained: "This is located on the border, and the Xiongnu are harassed from time to time, especially in winter when the Xiongnu are short of materials. Winter is the time of farming, so please ask some strong men to act as guards to protect the city. ”

"Oh~" Xining responded: "You mean, there are not enough officers and soldiers guarding the city here?" Okay, anyway, my taxes will be collected from this year, and I don't care about the previous things. ”

Before the master could slow down, his words became a little sharper, meaningful: "But I want to report this matter to the king, let him see, this tax is directly used as military salary, whether it is good or not, does he know!" ”

When the master heard this, he immediately knelt down: "County Lord Mingjian, this matter has nothing to do with County Magistrate Zhou, this place is far away from the capital, and it is not easy to deploy troops." The choice of strong men as temporary defenders has been the practice for many years. ”

"So conventional?" Xining Hehe smiled: "This is to ask the big Si Nong to check, whether the tax can be misappropriated without reporting; It is a felony to garrison troops without permission, whether Da Sima allows this matter. ”

Dasi Nong is in charge of the world's taxes, Da Sima is in charge of military horses, and he is involved in the untouchable crime of privately stationing soldiers. County Magistrate Zhou's sweat suddenly fell, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

"County Magistrate Zhou! Even if you don't know, there is dereliction of duty, and your official position is difficult to be demoted again, is it possible for you to become a township chief and make meritorious contributions? This was originally also a place of exile, and I don't know the holy will of the king as a princess. Xining slammed the table and scolded harshly: "What crime should you be guilty of?!" ”

Wow, the shot is heavy, and my hand hurts. No matter how painful it is, you have to hold it, you can't collapse!

County Magistrate Zhou leaned and knelt down directly.

The master also understood that although this county lord was young, he was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he quickly knelt down together.

County Magistrate Zhou fell to the ground and trembled with fright: "The county lord is gracious, the county lord is gracious." The lower officials are panicked, the lower officials are not thoughtful, and the lower officials know that they are wrong! ”

The master can bow down, and say vigorously, "Please be gracious to the county lord."

Although the combined age of the two of them is almost over 100, the age of the master alone is enough to be the grandfather of others, but it is in the hands of others, and they don't ask for it.

If the county lord is no longer treated, he is also the county lord. There is the right to the above table. As long as this matter is submitted to the table, stabbed to the king of Han, and taken seriously by the king of Han, as soon as the court reconsiders, the saliva of those officials can drown this small Linyi County.

Linyi County was originally grass mustard, if the King of Han wants to catch a typical, this kind of small and inconspicuous place, it is very good to use it for surgery.

But the county lord of Changping sat there, without saying a word, just looking at them coldly.

County Magistrate Zhou was so frightened that he was sweating, and his heart was crossed: "I'll go back and sell my mansion and make up for the taxes of the past few years." I just ask the county lord not to report it, and the lower officials must know that they will correct their mistakes, and they will never make them again in the future. ”

Xining finally spoke: "As far as your mansion here, if you sell it, you can only make up the tax for the previous year." I don't know how long County Magistrate Zhou has been in office, is there still real estate outside? ”

County Magistrate Zhou had a "groan" in his heart, it's over, this gap is not only the official residence here is going to be gone, but the ancestral property in his hometown is about to be lost.

You can still make money without an industry, but if you lose your official position, you have no life, you have nothing, and you may even affect future generations.

He gritted his teeth: "Xiaguan will send someone to Xiaguan's hometown to sell the ancestral house!" ”

"Poof!" Xining raised her sleeves, covered her mouth and laughed: "County Magistrate Zhou, what are you nervous about, this county lord is joking with you." Someone, please get up. ”

Are you kidding? It's not funny at all, it scares people to death. The county magistrate and the master were helped up by the slaves next to them, and when they knelt and sat back, they woke up like a dream.

Xining still leaned on the soft collapse, picked up the small fan next to him and shook it gently: "Accept the map and tax booklet first, I'll take a look." Where did you just talk about? Oh, by the way, how many defenders are here, how many officials are different in the official office, and how many families of each ethnic group have their own families? ”

Looking at the county lord of Changping, whose face was still childish, leaned on a satin generous pillow and gently shook the brocade embroidered fan. Lazy, but with the grace and calmness of the main palace.

And the house slave next to him carried down a basket of account books, and the county magistrate and the master Zhou were already shocked into a cold sweat, and they could only watch the "evidence" being moved.

Pinch the handle in the other party's hand, and people can casually turn out a crime at this time, or a big crime of raiding the house and being exiled. Now I don't want to spare them, I just accept them first, and the level is not ordinarily high.

I didn't dare to fool around anymore this time, so I honestly replied.

After speaking, Xining asked the county magistrate Zhou and the master to stay for dinner, but they all deduced that the government still had official business.

scared the two of them today, even if it was the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, they couldn't eat it.

Xining didn't get up either: "Since the adults have official business, I won't force me to stay, and I will have the opportunity to get together again in the future." Someone, send the two out. ”

The county magistrate and the master of Zhou respectfully said goodbye and left under the leadership of the domestic slaves.

Xining let out a long breath and raised a hand, and Ping'er, who was kneeling next to her, immediately held her hand and helped her to get up.

Ping'er began to wipe his mouth full of honey again: "The county lord is so powerful, I have never seen the county lord like this, and he was so frightened that Lord Zhou's face was miserable and white, and his beard trembled like an old goat." ”

Xining smiled faintly: "I just happened to find a reason, and the tax revenue in a year is only more than 100 taels, let me drink the northwest wind." ”

"That's it!" Ping'er helped her to go to the inner room: "It is said that the annual expenses in our house are more than three hundred taels, where is more than one hundred taels enough." ”

Three hundred taels? Xining paused: "Help me go back, call Steward Xiao and Steward Lin, and by the way, ask someone to hang up the map." ”