Back in the Shuilin area, the left-behind personnel flocked to the dock to greet them as early as when they saw the miniature warship appear, and when they got off the boat, everyone asked not how much the timber was sold, but about the fight between Magong Town and the White Lotus Sect.

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That's right, it's so weird, the White Lotus Sect's rebellion is not worth wondering, it should be clear to those who should know, and those who don't know are also clear after the White Lotus Sect erects the flag, anyway, they know that the land of Meiyuan Mansion, Shanzhou Mansion, and Jiezhou Mansion will be ravaged by the White Lotus Sect.

For the White Lotus Sect to wreak havoc in the land of Sanfu, the world did not feel strange at all, but the fact that Magong Town was going to fight with the White Lotus Sect spread the word.

Therefore, these gossips naturally inquired about the war between Magong Town and the White Lotus Sect as soon as possible.

Zhang Zhongjun's subordinates naturally couldn't say that they hid in the deep mountains and old forests for ten days, and then came back all the way.

However, they also have something to say, at least they know about the procurement of materials in Magong Town, the equipment and armaments, and the bounty offered by His Royal Highness the Prince, which can be said in a crackling manner.

And the most important thing is that they personally participated in the battle between their own lord and the black-clothed holy envoy of the White Lotus Sect, well, although they feel that the black-clothed holy envoy has a somewhat unreliable feeling, as if their own lord will kill the other party in three or two moves. But they are naturally able to use their imagination, how dangerous the battle scene is, how gorgeous the fighting tricks are, anyway, after a period of dark and dark sand and rocks, the lord finally defeated the black-clothed holy envoy with a subtle chance of victory and won the golden bead.

Then there is the glorious matter of how the four major families of Magong Town persecuted the lord, how the lord bargained with the other party, and how much money was sold in the end.

Well, Zhang Zhongjun's vote is a shrewd person, and he only said how much money he sold, and he didn't mention anything about the [Flame Fist] secret book.

No wonder they are so cautious and careful, although they have all started to cultivate the [Flame Fist] one by one, it is better that this kind of secret book can not be leaked to the outside world.

Originally, the people in the water forest area listened with great interest, and when they heard the thrilling places, they would subconsciously follow the exclamation. It's just that after hearing it, when I heard these elite men in the water forest area, talking about Lord Zhang one by one, they couldn't help but look at each other when they reacted.

Because of the existence of Mr. Storyteller, these people in the countryside who have not read a book even know better than the people in the city what the word "lord" means.

Now these elite and strong men in the water forest area, one by one, recognize Lord Zhang Hongyi as the lord, doesn't this mean that they have become a subordinate relationship with Lord Zhang Hongyi?

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts were numb, they used to be townspeople, and the other party was from the government, but there was not much sense of alienation, and there was a sense of pride that their hometown people had become people in the government.

But now that I found that the other party had actually become a subordinate of Lord Zhang Hongyi, a huge sense of alienation somehow appeared in the hearts of these villagers.

Different from the chaotic feeling in the hearts of the people, the local tyrants in the water forest area are excitedly calculating how much money they can get this time.

Zhang Zhongjun was very upright about this product, and he unabashedly told him how much the timber was sold this time, how much money was used to buy the armament, and how much money was left.

The price of millions of taels of silver naturally made these local tyrants blush, but when they thought that they could only get one percent of the profits, although the income of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver was not known how many times they sold timber before, but there was no harm if there was no comparison, look at the other ninety percent of the millions of taels of silver, it is strange not to salivate, envy and jealousy.

Those local tyrants secretly got together to help Zhang Zhongjun calculate the use of this huge profit, and the share distributed to the government and filial piety cannot be moved, otherwise these government personnel will teach you to be a man in minutes. And the dividends that are distributed to the shops cannot be moved, otherwise those guys will not do it, and the wood can only grow hair and cannot be exchanged for money.

The inspection battalions assigned to Zhang Zhongjun's private soldiers were also unable to move, and if they moved, not only Zhang Zhongjun would turn his face, but also those soldiers of the inspection battalion who were armed to the teeth would also turn their faces.

After calculating it, he meowed, and the interests of the villagers could be moved, but he meowed, this money seems to be a lot, but it is not much to distribute to everyone. The most excessive thing, Zhang Hongyi, a bastard, spread the news early, and everyone in the Shuilin District knew that as long as the official store made money, everyone would be able to share the profits, and now everyone is waiting with their eyes open.

As for how much they can share, because Zhang Zhongjun's subordinates have long been showing off how much money they have sold for timber, and how to divide the profits has long been known to everyone, so anyone with a little brain can calculate how much profit they will share.

Therefore, if these local tyrants dare to erode the interests of the people, they will definitely attack in groups, and they can't say that the ancestral graves will be shoveled by these red-eyed guys!

In the end, the local tyrants could only shake their heads and spit helplessly, he meowed, did this Zhang Hongyi have long been thoughtful to the extreme? He leaked the matter of profit sharing to the world early on, and when he came back, he hyped up how much money he had earned, so that he couldn't do it if he wanted to make some private money!

Damn, this way, not only these local tyrants can't do it, I'm afraid those Shangguan can't do it either, even if they dislike that they have less profit sharing, they don't know where to divide more, because according to the profit sharing rules set by Zhang Zhongjun, whoever has more profits is taken up by others, it is a disaster.

Damn, it seems that in the future, we will only be able to share dividends according to Zhang Hongyi's rules? It's just that he's really unhappy! The wood is made by these local tyrants, but he only got such a little bit of meow, and that Zhang Hongyi and the institutions under him account for more than seventy percent, which is really unhappy! I don't know if I can sell the wood myself, and make such a huge profit by myself?

When those local tyrants secretly had their hearts stirring up their desires, the Shuilin District fell into a carnival, because Master Zhang, the parent official of the Shuilin District, really shared the profits of the timber trade to the residents of the Shuilin District in accordance with the rules announced before.

When everyone got the news, they couldn't believe it for the first time, he meowed, the government has always collected money, and I have never heard of it being sent out since ancient times!

Oh, it's not that it won't send money, it's just that the government never gives money to the people under its rule, especially when the government makes money!

He's meowing, this can't be fake, right? The government has made money to reduce taxes, and it can still make people believe that now the government is actually making money, and it wants to share the money with the residents of the whole district? Are you kidding?

The suspicious people watched as a team of patrolmen escorted several heavy carriages into the town, and then the mayor read out the names according to the register, and then the clerk asked people to draw the charges, and then they got a few silver ingots from the patrolmen. In the town, the mayor reads the roster, and in the village, the village chief reads the roster. As for those who hide in the deep mountains and old forests and don't have a roster, then I'm sorry, you are not on the roster, so naturally don't think about sharing the money.

The heavy silver ingots will definitely not deceive people, and the person who gets the money does not have the slightest suspicion at this time, so the entire water forest area is boiling.

(End of chapter)