Zhao Hanzhang and they quickly returned to Luoyang.

When Zhao Erlang heard that his sister was back, he immediately dropped the plow and ran back.

A young man who was originally quite white, but he didn't see him in the autumn, he jumped up again, and he was already slightly taller than Zhao Hanzhang.

That's it, the important thing is that his whole face is tanned, and Wang Yu is ashamed to admit that the other party looks like him.

It was rare, Wang Yu was the first to find a topic with him, "Erlang, you are already a young man, you should also pay attention to your image, you don't have a father and brother, why don't you teach your cousin to take care of your appearance in the future?" new

Zhao Erlang directly refused, "My sister said, men don't need to apply powder, we Yuzhou men pay attention to masculine beauty."

He clenched his fists and swung his arms vigorously, letting Wang Yu look at the strong muscles on his body, and said, "Uncle Cousin, look, am I particularly masculine now?"

Wang Yu was dumbfounded, masculine is masculine, but the second nephew has a problem with his aesthetics.

Zhao Hanzhang didn't think there was a problem at all, but just told him, "You can tan, but don't get sunburned, otherwise your face will hurt and be uncomfortable."

Zhao Erlang: "Sister, you're saying this too late, it's already hot, you see, there is still skin popping out of the side face, which was dried in July."

Zhao Hanzhang touched it, and it was really rough.

Her brother is so handsome, he can't just waste his good face like this, she hurriedly said, "I'll ask Tinghe to give you a bottle of face cream when I go back, it's all my daily use, you wipe it."

Zhao Erlang didn't want to wipe it.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "If you raise your face back, every time your personal guards apply for grain and grass in the future, I will give you an extra percent."

Zhao Erlang's words turned around when he came to his mouth, "Really?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

Zhao Erlang agreed.

Fu Tinghan was curious, "Why can he get more grain and grass than he can put on his face?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Just now Fan Ying came to report that thirty percent of the taxes have been confiscated this year, and after the autumn sowing is over, the confiscated taxes should also be collected, I plan to let Erlang lead people to collect them, he has to look good."

Not only Zhao Erlang should be good-looking, but other people who go to collect the balance of taxes should also be good-looking, both men and women, all of whom are selected from the army and the yamen.

Even Wei Jue, who had just arrived in Luoyang, was sent out by her to collect taxes.

Zhao Hanzhang personally sent Wei Jue to the door and said to him: "In addition to collecting the remaining grain and grass, you can talk to each family about next year's grain and grass, the army is difficult, especially Gucheng is still employing a homeless army, and a lot of grain and grass is consumed every month, I am now poor and poor, and I am very embarrassed."

Wei Jue also did this kind of thing for the first time, nodded a little embarrassedly, turned around and took a deep breath and got into the ox cart and left.

Zhao Hanzhang turned around and went back, and just after passing the courtyard, he saw Fu Tinghan walking towards him.

When Fu Tinghan saw her, he paused, turned around and left.

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly stopped him and trotted to catch up, "Tinghan, I was about to look for you, there are a few people who need you to visit."

Fu Tinghan: "...... The Ministry of Industry doesn't care about paying taxes, does it?"

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "It's not a tax, it should be said that it's not just a tax, I heard Wang Huifeng say, as soon as we left Luoyang, Zhang Xie and Xiahou Yan went down the mountain, they helped build the water conservancy projects in Luoyang and Gucheng, and even Zhang Xie also made a plan to control Luoshui, you might as well go and see them, if they are willing to live at the bottom of the mountain for a long time."

Fu Tinghan: "At this time, you still have to collect their taxes?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "These are two different things, I recruit them and am willing to give them remuneration and honor, but they still have to pay the taxes."

Fu Tinghan thought for a while and nodded, "I can do the latter thing, and the first thing ......."

"You can do the previous thing together, you have been building water conservancy projects all this time, you must have a common language, go, go, I'll let you and Fu An set the horse?"

"No need," Fu Tinghan lowered his shoulders and said, "I'll go, I heard that they don't live far."

Zhao Hanzhang dotted the dots

head, and sent Fu Tinghan outside the door.

Tinghe was puzzled, "Girl, you never let Fu Gongzi worry about these things, why did you send him such an errand this time?"

"He was very dull all the way, and he was very unhappy after returning to Luoyang, always nesting in the study to calculate, I was afraid that he would be depressed, and it would be good to go out for a walk."

Tinghe whispered, "Wouldn't it be embarrassing to let Fu Gongzi do such embarrassing things as collecting taxes?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "As long as you go out, and Zhang Xie and Xiahou Yan are both celebrities, others may be scolded, he will definitely not." And maybe it's good to be embarrassed."

Zhao Hanzhang also nodded and affirmed his own method, "It's good."

Tinghe: Okay, if you say it's good, it's good.

It was the first time Wei Jue had done such a thing, and Fu Tinghan was even more so.

He has grown so big, let alone urging taxes, and he has no experience in urging people to repay money.

So when he walked to the door of Zhang Xie's house, he stopped quite hesitantly and turned around in place.

This house was found by Wang Huifeng for Zhang Xie, and it was a house in the yamen, because Zhao Hanzhang said before leaving that as long as Zhang Xie and Xiahou Yan went down the mountain, they would be courteous.

That's why they were given this house.

The subordinates inside were all dispatched by Wang Huifeng.

The porter saw Fu Tinghan walking back and forth in front of the door five or six times, and finally couldn't help it, pinched his waist and walked to the front of the steps and said, "I said that son, can't you come up and knock on the door?" If you don't knock on the door, don't linger in front of my door."

Fu An, who had been following Fu Tinghan back and forth, was unhappy when he heard this, and stepped forward and said, "How do you talk, my son-in-law can knock if he wants, and if he doesn't want to knock, he won't knock, can you control it?"

"I'll take care of him hanging out in front of my house."

Fu Tinghan hurriedly stopped the two who were about to quarrel, "Okay, okay, Fu An, go up and knock on the door."

Fu An snorted at the porter and walked up the steps to knock on the door.

The porter waited for them to finish knocking before he said, "Don't knock, my master is not at home."

Fu An: ......

He couldn't help but jump to his feet, "Why didn't you say it earlier when you weren't at home, you have to wait until I finished knocking?"

"How do I know if you're going to knock on my door or the door across the street? And don't you see me standing in front of the door, and what do you ask me, what door did you knock on?"

Fu An actually felt that what he said made sense, and couldn't help but look at Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan rubbed his forehead, turned around and left, "Since we're not here, let's go back."

It's not that he doesn't do it, but the other party is not at home and doesn't do his business.

As a result, he turned around, the door opened from the inside, and a subordinate walked out, bowed to Fu Tinghan and said, "Master Fu, my master is invited."

Fu Tinghan: ......

Fu An glared at the porter, "Didn't you say that your master was not there?"

Concierge:...... Before, it was obviously the owner who said that no matter who came to visit, he would say that he was not there.

However, the porter was not weak at all, but said confidently, "There is more than one door in my house, so don't you want my master to come home from another door?"

Fu An was so angry that he couldn't help but say, "Do you know who my son-in-law is?"

The porter: "I don't care who he is, I just need to know who my master is."

"Okay," Fu Tinghan stopped Fu An, who was still arguing, sighed sadly, and said to the next person, "I'm sorry for you to lead the way."

The servant hurriedly bowed down and invited him in.