Chapter 1057 Changping County Lord 5
The master looked to be in his fifties, and his hair and goatee were gray.
When he saw County Magistrate Zhou looking over, he lowered his eyes at first, but actually rolled his eyes, and then raised his head and said with a smile: "This is related to military affairs and defense, so the County Lord does not need to interfere."
The provisions of the Han calendar are detailed and strict. There are strict regulations for princes, princes, county lords, soldiers and domestic slaves raised by the princess. BR The county master cannot support more than a hundred domestic slaves and fifty bodyguards. If it exceeds the limit, it will be impeached by the ministers as an attempt to rebel or trespass. It ranges from being demoted to a fine and a reduced position, to being demoted to a commoner or even confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.
Xi Ning's lips curled up: "You really shouldn't ask."
After all, he was young and easy to fool. The master and County Magistrate Zhou looked at each other.
"But~" she said after a long pronunciation: "This is related to taxation, so I have to ask."
This week the county magistrate and the master had to become nervous.
Xining said calmly: "Just now I saw that there were more than four hundred taels in the tax as military pay, and the words were clearly written on it."
The master quickly explained: "This is located on the border, and the Huns are harassed from time to time, especially in winter when the Huns are short of supplies. Winter is the slack time for farming, so some strong men are invited to act as guards to protect the city."
"Oh~" Xining responded: "You mean, there are not enough officers and soldiers to defend the city here? Okay, anyway, my taxes will be collected starting from this year, and I don't care about the past things."
Before the master could calm down, his words became slightly sharper and he said meaningfully: "But I think it is better to report this matter to your Majesty and let him see whether it is good or bad to directly use this tax as military pay. He Do you 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 the army. It has been the practice for many years to select strong men to serve as temporary defenders."
"Is this a common practice?" Xining smiled brightly: "I would like to ask the Grand Sima to check whether the tax revenue can be misappropriated without reporting it. It is a serious crime to station troops privately. Does the Grand Sima give permission for this?"< br>
Da Si Nong is in charge of the world's taxes, and Da Sima is in charge of military horses. They are also involved in the untouchable crime of stationing troops privately. County Magistrate Zhou suddenly started to sweat, and his legs couldn't stop trembling.
"County Magistrate Zhou! Even if you don't know it, you are still derelict in your duties, and your official position has been difficult to be demoted. Is it possible for you to become a township head and perform meritorious service? This was originally a place of exile. I, a mere county princess, do not care about you. Holy will." Xining slammed the table and scolded: "What crime do you deserve?"
Wow, the shot was heavy and my hand hurts. No matter how painful it is, you have to hold it in and don’t collapse!
County Magistrate Zhou tilted his body and knelt down directly.
The master also understood that although the county leader was young, he was not an economical person, so he quickly knelt down together.
County Magistrate Zhou fell to the ground and trembled with fear: "County Lord, please have mercy. County Lord, please have mercy. I am scared because I didn't think carefully. I know I was wrong!"
The master kowtowed and kept saying, "Please have mercy on the county master."
Although the combined age of the two of them is almost over 100, the master alone is old enough to be someone's grandfather, but in someone else's hands, they can ask for it even if they don't ask for it.
If the county lord is no longer welcome, then he is still the county lord. There is authority above the table. As long as this matter is reported to the King of Han, and the King of Han takes it seriously, and it is discussed again in the court, the saliva of those officials will flood this small Linyi County.
Linyi County was originally a piece of grass. If the King of Han wanted to catch a typical example, such a small and inconspicuous place would be a good place to do surgery.
But the head of Changping County sat there without saying a word, just looking at them coldly. County Magistrate Zhou was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and said with a heartbeat: "I will go back and sell my mansion now to make up for the taxes for the past few years. I just ask the county owner not to report it. The subordinates will definitely know their mistakes and correct them." Never do it again.”
Xining finally spoke: "As for your mansion here, if you sell it, you can only make up for last year's taxes. I don't know how long County Magistrate Zhou has been in office. Is there any real estate outside?"
County Magistrate Zhou felt a thump in his heart. It was over. Not only would the official residence here be gone, but also all the ancestral property in his hometown would be lost.
You can still make money if you lose your property, but if you lose your official position and your life, you will lose everything, and you may even harm your descendants.
He gritted his teeth: "Xiaguan will send people to Xiaguan's hometown to sell the ancestral home!"
"Pfft!" Xining raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and laughed: "Why are County Magistrate Zhou so nervous? I am joking with you. Someone, please get up quickly, Magistrate."
Are you kidding? This joke is not funny at all and can scare people to death. County Magistrate Zhou and his master were helped up by the slaves next to them, and when they knelt down and sat back down, they were still awake from a dream.
Xining was still leaning on the couch, picked up the small fan next to him and shook it gently: "Put the map and tax booklet away first, let me take a look. Where did we talk just now? Oh, by the way, how many troops are garrisoned here, and the government offices How many officials are there in the official yamen, and how many servants do each tribe have? ”
Looking at the Changping County Lord who had just grown hair and still had a childish look on his face, he leaned on a square satin pillow and gently shook his brocade embroidered fan. Although she is lazy, she has the grace and calmness of a royal empress.
The house slave next to him carried down baskets of account books. County Magistrate Zhou and Master had already broken out in cold sweats, and could only watch helplessly as the "evidence" was being moved away.
With the handle in the opponent's hands, he can casually find out a crime in just a short time, which is a serious crime of confiscating his home and being exiled. Now I don’t say spare them, I just accept them first, the level is not generally high.
I didn’t dare to fool around anymore this time, so I returned honestly.
After finishing speaking, Xining asked County Magistrate Zhou and Master to stay for dinner, but they all said that the government office still had official duties.
The two of them were frightened today. Even if they had delicacies from mountains and seas, they would not be satisfied with it.
Xining did not get up: "Since you have official business, I will not force you to stay. We will meet again when we have the opportunity in the future. Come, please send the two of you out."
County Magistrate Zhou and Master Zhou bowed respectfully and said goodbye, and left under the leadership of the house slaves.
Xining let out a long breath and raised one hand. Ping'er, who was kneeling next to him, immediately held her hand and helped her stand up.
Ping'er began to wipe his mouth full of honey again: "The county master is so powerful. I have never seen the county master like this. He was so frightened that Mr. Zhou's face turned pale and his beard was shaking like an old goat."
Xining smiled faintly: "I had no choice but to find an excuse. The combined tax revenue for a year is only more than one hundred taels. Let me drink the northwest wind."
"That's it!" Ping'er helped her go to the inner room: "It is said that the annual expenses of our house are more than three hundred taels. How can more than one hundred taels be enough?"
Three hundred taels? Xining paused: "Help me go back, call Butler Xiao and Butler Lin, and ask someone to hang up the map."
(End of chapter)