Chapter 1192: Dogleg temperament

Yes, it's me! "
With a sharp neck, Yang Feng stared at the angry expression of the old man in front of him, righteously saying: As a third-rate family of Jinling Mansion's subordinate institutions, we have been under the care of Palace Lord Jin for a long time, and we have been honored by Palace Lord Jin for generations. Dade, deserve to retaliate. Now that Palace Master Jin says to send troops to Moyun Cave, we should go all out and follow Palace Master Jin to kill them all without leaving them in order to repay Palace Master Jin for his cultivation. Why is there so much nonsense and excuses? What Palace Master Jin said, we can do what we do. "
Well!
His heart was stagnant, and Jiang Yuheng was choked into speech.
In fact, in his mind, there are still many reasons to refute, but Yang Feng's words are loyal to Jin Wudi and are naturally politically correct. If he refutes, there must be a kind of rebellion against Jinling Mansion.
So it's hard to say anything.
Yang Feng glanced at him evilly, and then raised his fist high and shouted: Long live Palace Lord Jin, defeat the Demon Cloud Cave and pay the debt! "
Uh... Long live Palace Lord Jin, defeat the Demon Cloud Cave and pay the debt! "
Seeing that this kid started, the other patriarchs of the third-rate families looked at each other, and they also started to raise their fists and shout, but they couldn't help cursing.
This despicable kid is really a natural shit. This time to look at the direction of the wind and flattery is really just right.
Seeing so many people under Yang Feng's leadership, they quickly unified their opinions, and nodded very happily, especially when he looked at Yang Feng, he was full of affection.
It's no wonder that Dao Ling caught this kid at a glance after he went to Wujiapu. He is really good at doing things, and it's in my heart, hahaha!
With a laugh in my heart, Jin Wudi solemnly said: Since the Patriarchs are united and don't have any opinions, hurry up and go back to the army. After January, Jinling Mansion will reunite and kill towards the Demon Cloud Cave. "
After speaking, Jin Wudi stood up, turned around and walked into the house, but before leaving, he gave Yang Feng a pampering look: Lord Yang Bao, come with the old man! "
Yes, Lord Jin! "
Nodding his head slightly, Yang Feng grinned, and after squinting at the envious and jealous Patriarchs, he swaggered in.
When they left, the heads of the various families immediately gathered together again, swearing one after another: Despicable villain, flattery, you know flattery, I babe. "
Now I know how he is so young, who is usually unknown, suddenly becomes the head of a third-rate family. This is really good at observing words and expressions. It's just that Demon Cloud Cave, as the second-rate top force of Demon Dao, is extraordinary. If we want to go to war with them, I am afraid we will suffer heavy losses. "
Who said no? Originally, I wanted to persuade the lord of the palace to think twice, but when the kid shouted a slogan, I couldn't persuade it anymore, alas. "
...
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, their faces were bitter, Jiang Yuheng gritted his teeth with anger, and the cold killing intent in his eyes was like a sword, exuding fierce glow.
Yang Feng, wait for the old man, the old man will never let you return to your Yangjiapu alive, hum.
On the other hand, after Yang Feng followed Jin Wudi to the study in the backyard, Jin Wudi smiled and said lightly: Yang Feng, did you know that you just offended a lot of people at the door. "
So what? For the palace lord, Yang Feng is afraid to offend those young girls? "
Okay, well said! "
Unable to give a big compliment, Jin Wudi smiled and said: Daoling did not misunderstand the person, you are really loyal to our Jin family, hahaha! "
Of course, everything Yang Feng has done today is from you, Palace Master Jin. Without Palace Master Jin, there would be no Yang Mou today. Yang Feng was willing to go through fire and water for Jinling Mansion, and he did not hesitate. "
With a grin of his mouth, Yang Feng stepped forward immediately and whispered: Also, Yang Feng has sent someone to his house to store the tax revenue this quarter. "
Raising his brows, Jin Wudi took a deep look at him, and was surprised: Is there tax revenue again? How many? "
Ten times more than the previous quarter! "
Good guy, other families pay taxes once a year, but you are better, and you pay every quarter. Moreover, the tax income in the first quarter was ten times more than that of Wujiapu in one year, and the next quarter was ten times more than the previous quarter. You kid, you really have the ability. "
Toborg Lord Hongfu! "
With a slight smile, Yang Feng said indifferently: Under the great brilliance of Jinling Mansion and the correct guidance of the Lord Jinbao, we Yangjiapu people are well-fed, and our GDP has more than doubled every quarter..."
GDP? "
Jin Wudi was puzzled, and Yang Feng quickly explained: It is the total wealth created by the total production value of our people. "
Oh I got it!
Nodded clearly, Jin Wudi couldn't help but smile again: You kid, is it useful to do all these strange things. But there is one thing, I want to mention you. "
Please instruct the palace lord. "
I have heard of the situation in your place. Although the tax revenue has increased a lot, the control is too loose. What kind of food and clothing do a group of common people want? Let them not starve to death, as long as they can work. "
As his face sank, Jin Wudi was more solemn than ever before: These cheap bones, if you treat them too well, they will ask for more. If I have eaten enough today, I want to seize your rights tomorrow. After taking your fort lord, he coveted my palace lord again, and was greedy. So we must not let these coolies be too comfortable, we must let them wander on the line of food and clothing, and run around for a living all their lives. In this way, they no longer think about things that do not belong to them. "
Hmm...Yes, thank you Palace Lord for the point. "
After pondering a little, Yang Feng nodded slightly.
Jin Wudi stared at him solemnly, and let out a long breath: Yang Feng, among so many third-rate family heads, you are the most pleasing to my eyes. Recently, the old man suppressed all the complaints against you by other third-rate patrons. However, the old man still wants to remind you to return to the right path as soon as possible and not to engage in weird things. What about your financial situation? Remember, stability overrides everything. You'd better go back, just like everyone else, don't be too gregarious. "
Yes, yes, Yang Feng knows, thank you Palace Master for his teaching. "
Okay, it's none of your business, go back. Before leaving, go to the first lady, the second lady, and the third and fourth women. I haven't seen you for so long, they all miss you as a kid, ha ha ha. "
Yes, Yang Feng will go to see all the ladies right away. "
Leaning over slightly, Yang Feng grinned, his eyes gleaming strangely.
Damn, these golden ladies, what do you want Lao Tzu? I want Lao Tzu to give them gifts.
There is also the Jin Wudi, who is thinking about Lao Tzu's economic take-off and taking advantage of Lao Tzu, but also wants Lao Tzu to suppress productivity and maintain class order.
How much production value can a group of people who are confused and have no hope for the future can create?
This leader who doesn't understand economics knows to make decisions with his head, blindly command, damn!