The quarrel between these officials in Yunchao seems to be not much different from the quarrel between the old man and the old man in Caishikou.

When it comes to fighting, the difference is even smaller.

The two sides who are always opposite are driven by a large group of people, shouting to beat them, but in fact they can't fight.

Chu Tianshu and the other two quietly entered the hall from the side door. They looked at the middle-aged bureaucrats quarreling from afar, which was indeed very funny.

Although it is just fragmented information given during the bickering, it is already a discourse full of information content for Chu Tianshu.

"Cenyang County, is it a border area?"

Xie Ningzi nodded: "Yes, Cen Yang is a remote area and was originally a place where many ethnic groups live together. It was only in the past 10 or 20 years ago that Dayun took this place."

"Now, this place has not even been carefully organized into administrative divisions."

"There were four small countries in Cenyang before, and after Dayun took it down, it was not too much management. He followed the divisions of the four countries in the past, and randomly divided them and sent some officials, but the most important thing was not to manage them. Generally speaking, they were the locals themselves."

That being said, Chu Tianshu understood.

It’s an ethnic autonomous region.

Defining autonomy, not unifying the legal realm, and giving local residents a super-national treatment, is politically a substantive decentralization of the privilege of governing the country, which is equivalent to allowing the growth of local local forces and local independent gangs.

But doesn't this thing happen only in special circumstances?

"Is the local rejection of the imperial court very common?" Chu Tianshu asked.

Xie Ningzi shook her head: "How to say... I grew up there. I have never seen anyone before, nor have I heard of any ordinary person having any special feelings for the country and the court."

"No matter whether it is love or hate, there is nothing."

“It’s more about nothing, no feeling.”

"When you encounter tax-free years, when you are full, you may just praise it if you pat your belly."

"When you are bullied by officials, you will cry and curse the darkness of the court."

“In general… that’s it.”

What is the court and the country, it doesn’t matter to the common people.

It does not affect your own life, and the common people will not have any idea.

As they talked here, the bureaucrats over there began to quarrel again.

"The vulgar Cen Yang people have to behave like a good person when they get a cheaper price. The purchase price of Cen Yang's grain next year will never be as high as 2% 4!"

"Next year, we should be serious. The group of barbarians who called Cen Yang to bathe in Wang Hua and start paying taxes normally."

"The late emperor and Xie Si were too kind."

Several people were talking and said that they would collect taxes normally on Cenyang County next year.

The officials who came from Cenyang County who had just thrown out their shoes began to feel unwilling.

He got up from the ground, never mentioning the matter of making a fight with others, and then started cursing: "Fuck your father, are you shameless?"

"My Cenyang County was originally poor, with many mountains and water, but there were not many fields. It was hit by disaster last year and this year it did not even respond to normal production. Local tyrants were retaliated and the local people were in trouble. You guys who were in corpse and eat in plain food are still thinking about adding taxes to us? You have some shame."

The bureaucrat who asked to collect taxes normally held his hands in his arms and looked at the bearded man in Cenyang County jumping his feet and cursing.

"I heard that the late emperor intended to be responsible for the foreign war this year, Ruan Jing, a native of Cen Yang, was this true?"

There were bureaucrats whispering.

The bearded man from Cenyangjun who was cursing immediately shut up.

"No wonder I have to spend the time today." Ruan Jing looked around, picked up the shoes on the ground, put them on, tidy up her clothes: "It turned out that there were some rumors."

That's what I said, but it's all the time when everyone starts to test him. Of course, this rumor is not just a simple rumor.

"What is this discussion?" Chu Tianshu asked.

"This is the one who discusses affairs in Yuan Palace. It is the Parliament."

"Among the seven discussions, the most precious thing is to plan the parliament."

"The power here is second only to the kings' discussions."

"Of course." Gu Feixue smiled: "There are the most battles here."

"But today I don't seem to see any fights." Chu Tianshu said regretfully.

After watching for a while, Gu Feixue saw that Ruan Jing, who was originally full of swearing, had already begun to pay attention to her words and deeds and no longer said it, so she was a little disappointed: "What a pity, I thought I could watch a fight today."

"Let's go." Gu Feixue pulled Xie Ningzi's hand: "Let's go, go back and discuss how the money has been spent."

Although Chu Tianshu still wanted to continue eavesdropping, since Gu Feixue was leaving, he had no excuses or identity to continue to stay.

Xie Ningzi seemed to see that Chu Tianshu wanted to continue listening, so she quietly said to Chu Tianshu: "That Ruan Jing, I know him well. Do you have anything you want to know? After the proposal is made later, I can take you to see him. It would be better to ask in person."

Chu Tianshu was surprised.

After thinking about it, I thought about it, this kind of surprise seemed to be something I was used to.

Xie Ningzi's identity...is really convenient.

The three of them left, and Gu Feixue took out the more than 30,000 yuan gold tickets he had obtained from selling skills, and counted them again and again.

Thirty-five thousand yuan is not a small amount.

With the current price, the strong black slave laborers can buy 14,000 yuan.

When Gu Feixue passed by, he could get more than one million a year at the highest income.

But what is that?

That was based on the fact that she was the most likely to become the next Emperor of the Great Yun Dynasty, and everyone knew that she loved money.

She no longer has that kind of condition now.

So starting this year, she vaguely knew that her income would drop sharply.

It’s still very delicious to say a few words, and you can get 35,000 yuan without even doing anything.

"The State Administration of China attaches importance to new technologies." Gu Feixue said while counting money: "So even new technologies that may not be of little use can be sold at a very good price."

Chu Tianshu didn't speak.

He knew that this was Gu Feixue hinting at him.

When Gu Feixue saw Chu Tianshu not responding, he said, "Actually, if you really want to do something, it is indeed a good way to accumulate capital for your business."

Chu Tianshu smiled: "Ms. Gu, in fact, the speed of selling technology is still relatively slow to make money."

"Is there anyone faster than this?" Gu Feixue became interested.

"Yes." Chu Tianshu nodded.

This word made Gu Feixue's eyes lit up: "Tell me?"

At this moment, Chu Tianshu did make money for her, so Chu Tianshu's words were no longer empty talk.

Instead, it becomes credible.

"Keep the monopoly and sell goods." Chu Tianshu paused word by word: "It's what Da Yunchao is doing now."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!