I don't want to be king

Chapter 547 Tribute
This Dage lived in Sanhe anyway, so why doesn't he know what it means to do as Romans do?
Sun Cheng glanced at Han Deqing next to him, and then boldly said, "My lord, I heard that after this native landed directly from the port city of Jizhou, there were hundreds of people who were hired to carry the boxes. The first time I went to the city, I saw it with my own eyes. There were 25 carriages packed with boxes, and there were natives guarding them all, so they must be some valuable things.”

As soon as he took over the position of his elder brother Sun Chongde, his brother taught him how to be a qualified disciple.

As a gatekeeper of Hewangfu, one must stick to the principle of "the gate of Hewangfu opens to the south, and no one comes in without money".

This is not like the gate of the palace, anyone can come in casually.

The longer he has been a disciple, the deeper his understanding of He Wangye.

"Is this not giving money?

That's even more extreme."

Lin Yi said carelessly, "Come here."

"My lord."

Han Deqing hurriedly responded.

Lin Yi said lightly, "How does Chen Jingzhi do things? Tell him that I am very angry and the consequences will be serious. Let him get rid of these natives first, give a good ideological and political class, and raise his awareness. Right now This posture is level, and you still have the face to kneel at the door?"

"Yes."

Han Deqing retreated in a hurry.

Chen Jingzhi came over anxiously, led the arresters from Ankang Mansion and Bingma Division, and drove away all the natives.

Calm was restored at the entrance of the palace and the palace.

Only then did Lin Yi dare to continue going out.

At the foot of Hewangfu Mountain are commercial streets and residential areas developed by Tian Shiyou, Tian Sixi and others.

Whether it is restaurants, inns, warehouses, wholesale markets, brothels, or supporting schools and medical centers, they are all built along the North Canal.

The white walls and green tiles are antique, and the houses are arranged in scales, each with its own style.

When Lin Yi started the construction of the suburbs outside the city, he only gave a general idea and did not participate in specific affairs.

Looking at it now, the actual effect is better than I imagined.

He had to admire the planning and aesthetics of the architects in Daliang State, which was much better than the architectural design under the modern industry.

Especially at night, when the red lanterns are hung, it is not as brilliant as a modern light show, but it also has a special feeling in my heart.

As more and more residents were resettled from the city, the place became more and more lively.

The wide concrete hardened road can accommodate five carriages at the same time, and there has been no congestion so far.

Under the road is a drainage pipe as high as half a person. Even when it rains heavily, the ground is clean.

This is a feeling that many people have never experienced in the city.

The brand-new houses outside the city are big, spacious and cheap, and the prices are low. Nearby are government offices and military camps that have been relocated from the city.

After many people lost their concerns about public security, they began to migrate outside the city on their own initiative.

Compared with cramped small houses in the city, living outside the city is life.

Jingying is located at the outermost edge of the town.

Under the scorching sun, routine daily training was still going on in the barracks, and the sound of roaring and killing could be heard endlessly.

Lin Yi looked at the densely packed heads, and his first thought was: It would be a pity not to chop Pinduoduo!
1000 people is not enough.

He summoned [-].

If 1 people were not enough, he summoned [-] people.

If 10 people are not enough, he is ready to kill people
Han Deqing hesitated for a moment and said, "My lord, why don't you go in and make a report?"

"Need not,"

Lin Yi waved his hands and said, "We just came out for a walk, there is no need to make trouble for ourselves."

In the summer, when he knelt down in front of him, he still had to talk a lot, which was tiring.

Continue to go south along the canal, the further you go, the deeper the frown becomes.

Covering his nose, he said, "I haven't been fishing here for a long time, why did it smell so bad?"

Han Deqing frowned and said, "My lord, there are more than 10,000 people living in this new urban area, and the waste water from eating and drinking is all discharged into the Grand Canal."

"Mother Hippie,"

Lin Yi was unhappy, but there was no solution. After a long while, he comforted himself and said, "Hey, in the future, the fish in this river will definitely grow fatter."

In fact, after thinking about it carefully, he was relieved.

Now there is no industrial waste water, no plastic waste, urban sewage, at best, is leftovers, human and animal excrement.

No matter what kind of pollution, that's it.

Maybe it is also good for fish growth.

However, he will definitely not eat the fish in this river again.

"My lord said so,"

Han Deqing said with a smile on his face, "Many poor people in the surrounding area make a living by punting and fishing."

"It's the same with the Guan family."

Lin Yi glanced at the water chestnuts in the river, hesitated again and again, but he still chose not to eat them.

There are plenty of them in the nearby wild ponds, and he just picks them if he wants to eat them. The water there is crystal clear, which is much better than here.

Naturally, there are not as many fish as here, but there are so many lobsters!
Thinking of lobster, he suddenly wanted to eat spicy crayfish.

After becoming the Prince Regent of Daliang Kingdom, the "tribute" was almost exclusive to him alone.

In this era, there are no pesticides, chemical fertilizers, or genetically modified products. Vegetables and fruits can be eaten anywhere, and they can be purchased directly from the market. Therefore, only tea leaves are to be kept in the tribute.

However, unexpectedly, it was opposed by He Jixiang and others.

It was only later that he realized that there are no fools these days.

Although the tributes were paid to the imperial court by the local governments, what was this payment compared to the rewards they received?
With the royal family and emperor of Liang Kingdom as product spokespersons, isn't the brand effect stronger than advertising and word-of-mouth marketing?
Many people live by the name of "tribute", so it was canceled directly, isn't it smashing people's jobs?

Even in modern society, there are still many agricultural product producing areas and manufacturers who like to use "tributes" as publicity gimmicks.

The ancient emperors liked to eat, but you don’t like to eat, how old are you?

After figuring out this link, he started the "Tribute Merchants Fair" with great fanfare.

Do you want your wine to become the emperor's favorite?

Do you want your silk to become the new favorite of Sannomiya Sixth Hospital?
Do you want your tea to be exclusive to the royal family?
The shopping malls in Daliang country "rolled up" all of a sudden.

Just the title of "National Liquor" was auctioned for 200 million taels of silver!
If an additional annual fee of 50 taels per year is added, Emperor Delong can also personally write a trademark for it.

Gan Mao from the household department happily kept his mouth shut for several days.

Many ministers in the court also discovered that Emperor Delong, who had not abdicated before, could still play such a great role.

How had they not discovered it before?

But if he had been a little smarter before, the treasury of Daliang Kingdom would not be so short.

The most amazing thing is that Prince He actually asked the treasury to deposit the money in Sanhe Bank!
What do you say money makes money!

Among the tribute, the only two exceptions are pepper and pepper.

The pepper must be from Chuanzhou, and the pepper must be from Qiongzhou.

He does not eat those produced in other places.

Cooking crayfish doesn't have that taste.

"My lord,"

Han Deqing smiled and said, "The village where the Guan family was originally located has been demolished and turned into a flood storage area."

"The terrain over there is too low to be suitable for living in the first place.

It’s just because the river water keeps carrying mud from the bottom of the river, and the land is fertile and suitable for planting, the people are unwilling to move away easily even at the risk of flooding.”

Lin Yi said with emotion, "But I can't do it if I don't move. They say that the government doesn't need to take care of them if they are hit by a disaster, but I can just watch them drown in the flood. I, I'd better be a villain. If I don't move, I have to move."

"My lord is wise."

Han Deqing felt that his ancestral grave was on fire.

Otherwise, how could the prince be willing to talk so much to himself!
But I have a stupid mouth, and I can only repeat a few words over and over again!
"Where's the carriage?"

Lin Yi looked around, "Go fishing for lobsters."

Han Deqing hurriedly blew the whistle on his neck.

After a while, a carriage slowly stopped beside Lin Yi.

The driver of the carriage was Guo Zhao, who had just returned from the Prince's Mansion in Heshun County, formerly the gardener of the Prince's Mansion.

"Why are you here, old boy?"

After Lin Yi got into the carriage, he lay on his back and put ice cubes on his forehead.

After Guo Zhao turned the carriage around, he said with a smile, "My lord, I have made my own decision. I begged Miss Zixia to let my worthless son take care of the flowers and plants in the garden. The younger one is still willing to drive the carriage for the lord."

He was originally a groom with the palace.

It was only because there was no one to take care of the garden that he had no choice but to become a gardener.

Then Hu Shilu's father, Hu Da, and Sun Chongde came.

He has no chance to be a groom again.

Lin Yi yawned and said, "What's so good about driving? It's windy and sunny, so it's not as comfortable as being a gardener. You don't have to go out, and you can have a few sips of wine when you're happy."

Guo Zhao boldly said, "My lord, these flowers and plants are dead things, no matter how you deal with them, no matter how hard you try, they won't respond.

But these horses are different, the younger ones are connected with them, and they are more well-behaved than their own sons. "

"You call it son, can he agree?"

Lin Yi was idle and bored, and couldn't help teasing.

Guo Zhao cleared his throat, and actually yelled to the two horses in front, "Son!"

When everyone couldn't help but want to laugh, they didn't expect that the two horses seemed to really listen, and they "hissed" twice while running!
"You have something in your stomach!"

Lin Yi was dumbfounded.

Guo Zhao couldn't help but proudly said, "My lord, I'm fifty-eight years old this year, and my father is also a groom. I was rolling in the stomach of a horse when I was seven years old. When I have nothing to do, I can talk to it and talk to the horse." You have to be careful when you are playing, these bears are not good enough to kick people, it hurts a lot.

If you count your fingers, the little one has been driving the horse for 50 years. "

Lin Yi gave a thumbs up and said, "Sure enough, there is a specialization in surgery."

Han Deqing was even more stupefied listening to it!

Looking at He Wangye's expression again, the admiration for Guo Zhao spontaneously arises!

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!
He has worked as a guard in the palace for so many years, and what he has seen with his own eyes, except for Chief Hong Yinghong and Xiao Xizi, the son of a bastard, Guo Zhao is probably the only one who can make him so happy with the prince!
As for Mingyue and Zixia?
That's Cheng Huan's knee!

The carriage stopped steadily at a wild pond.

Han Deqing asked Jiang Qiu to wait and catch shrimp with the prince, and hid in the depths of the forest by himself, lighting a cigarette pouch for Guo Zhao himself.

"Don't dare to be, dare not be,"

When Guo Zhao saw the flames, he habitually stretched out his cigarette pouch, but he never expected that it would be Han Deqing, the commander of the guards, who lit the cigarette, "I'm so sick of you, little old man."

Han Deqing sat on the root of the tree like Guo Zhao, and said with a smile, "Uncle Guo, you have been serving the prince for many years, and you have worked hard. We should respect you."

Guo Zhao cupped his hands and said, "Master Han, this little old man only knows how to raise flowers and take care of an animal, and he doesn't dislike the prince, it's really the little old man's blessing, how dare he give any credit.

On the contrary, it is really hard for the Commander to serve the prince every day. "

Han Deqing smiled and said, "Your son's name is Guo Cong, right?"

"Exactly,"

Guo Zhao hurriedly said, "My son, who has been pawned for forty years, is also a worthless guy. He is timid and afraid of getting into trouble. He really doesn't have much talent, he can only play with flowers and plants.

That's when she brazenly begged Miss Zixia to come into the mansion, saving herself from starving to death outside, and begging Commander Han to take care of her in the future. "

Han Deqing still smiled and said, "Uncle Guo, the more you say this, the more polite you are, and you are right with the prince. If you specialize in art, even if you can only grow flowers and grass, it is still a great skill.

Besides, that son of yours is also a sixth rank, and he might become a great success in the future. "

"The Commander's words are overrated,"

Guo Zhao really couldn't figure out what Han Deqing meant, so he could only say cautiously, "Whether it's in the manor or in the army, they are all masters like clouds. His little sixth rank is really unattractive. Commander, please don't laugh at me. Little old man."

Han Deqing shook his head and said, "Uncle Guo, to be honest, why don't you believe me?"

Guo Zhao bowed his head and said, "Your Excellency really praised him, as long as the little old man has a place to use his skills, please give me your orders."

Although he also has to like the prince, but it is no different from the objects that the prince likes.

It just has a "use".

No matter what, he's just a groom!
In terms of status, compared with Han Deqing, the commander of the guards, it is nothing worth mentioning.

To put it bluntly, a person like him can still cheer up outside, after all, he is a job in the palace.

People who don't know think they are so powerful.

But Zaihe Wangfu is the lowest existence, no different from a dog.

Occasionally, only when people give some face can they be qualified to rely on the old to sell the old.

Otherwise, I will really annoy others, not to mention crushing myself, but crushing my whole family to death, it's like pouring boiling water on an ant's nest, and no one will try to escape.

Afterwards, if there is one more person in this world and one less person, who would care?

"Uncle Guo, you know that too,"

Han Deqing stretched his waist and said, "I have just been promoted to the commander of the guards, and I am not very familiar with many affairs in the mansion. Please give me your advice."

"I don't dare to give advice,"

Guo Zhao nervously went through every sentence Han Deqing said seven or eight times in his head, and then said after careful consideration, "Adults don't hesitate to ask, little ones know everything without saying anything."

"It's all for serving the prince, you don't have to take it so seriously,"

Han Deqing shook his head and smiled wryly, "I just want to learn more from Uncle Guo, hoping to be like you and make the prince laugh."

(End of this chapter)