Chapter 18: New Year's Eve

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Huang Qiyin always felt that he was full of enthusiasm and no way to serve the country. In this projectile land, he wasted a lot of ambitions, and it is only today that he feels unjustified.
Although the proud article made him discouraged from now on, he has always had a arrogant literati in his heart, thinking that he was hit by people with different political opinions. Although the officialdom was unintentional, he must leave his own name on the history. This life will be in vain. I ca n’t think of my own sparseness. If it is really going to be implemented, it will be a mistake for the country and the people. Therefore, at this time, I will not be discouraged, and the arrogance that has accumulated for a long time will be swept away.
Looking at Yang Ling, a handsome young man, Huang Qiyin secretly calculated: "It turns out that he is the youngest talent in this county, but it is just a good work of the eight-part article. I can't think of this insight, it seems that this is not the case. Things in the pool.
Since he has no achievements, do n’t hesitate to help him. In the future, if he can become a generation of famous officials, he will also follow Qingshi ’s name. It ’s not good if he can be a party member. Sun may have a dependency. "
Thinking about this, Huang Qiyin chuckled and stepped forward to support Yang Ling, with a face full of spring breeze: "Yang Xian nephew don't have to be polite, the teacher said that he was ashamed and dared not to be a servant, and Lao Huang's stay in this county is almost perfect. If anything Where help is needed, despite the nephew's opening, Lao Huang knows everything. "
Jimingyi is a third-class county. Compared with wealthy counties in Jiangnan, the total amount of tax and food differs by 300 to 500 times. The tax amount is scary. At first glance, it seems that the tax amount must be increased. At least such counties should no longer have taxes. The accumulation of grain. But the actual situation is that even if some small landowners or self-cultivators are still half-starved, it is reasonable to owe taxes and food.
Therefore, a county official levied a tax of 80% in Fu County, and the lives of the local people were still unaffected. He also praised him as a blue sky and sent an umbrella for everyone, but if he was unluckyly transferred to such a poor county in the next few years, even if he tried his best Forcing a 30% tax, in the mouth of the local people, he is also a vampire who is a corrupt official, a cool official, and a three-foot scrape.
Moreover, Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, calculated the Fenglu of the officials to be surprisingly accurate. The amount of salary issued was only enough for the officials to support the family. As for the cost of welcoming them, the servants of the family, the husband of the chairman, including the staff of the staff The wages are all paid by the officials. Therefore, the local officials must transfer some of the money paid by the people to the private bag. The county officials are the same, and the following village chiefs are not the same, so it is 100% taxed and paid. Only 80% of the national treasury.
Therefore, when the tax is insufficient, the local officials will show their magical powers, and the counties with more fields than the officials will have to make up. The counties with inadequate courage have the courage to report the natural disaster request and exemption. Won the reputation of loving the people.
Although a large number of people owe food tax in Jimingyi, some people have opened up wasteland and reclamation mountains in recent years, and Humu still controls the number of acres in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. You can meet the requirements of the household.
In addition, the autumn tartare has just come to plunder. You can report the disaster more severely to reduce some money. Because of the special status of Jimingyi, the military significance of this place is much heavier than that of the county government, so the officials know that this year Even if the annual tax is insufficient, it is not too strict to take money to assess the achievements.
Yang Ling, who had been so worried and worried, could not help Huo Ran cheerful, the original 30% of the taxes and taxes that had been collected had been turned down by Huang Xiancheng, but only half of it was turned in. Yang Ling was speechless.
The rest of the miscellaneous things were under the guidance of Huang Xiancheng, Yang Ling also got started very quickly, and soon he handled the government affairs in an orderly manner, and became the person who really controlled the administration of a county behind the curtain of the Min county order, but his power came from The county magistrate has this mud bodhisattva on his head. He is the spokesperson of the bodhisattva. Without this "bodhisattva", no one would listen to him.
However, with the support of the county magistrate of Min County and the great assistance of the second leader of Huang County, Yang Ling managed this small county with small sparrows and all the organs, and it took a long time for the people and officers and soldiers of Jimingyi The envoys knew that the person who actually controlled the operation of the entire county was an 18-year-old young man hidden behind Master Min. This person was named Yang Ling.
Han Youniang has stopped working in the tailor shop. It is not that she does not want to go, but that the boss dare not use her anymore. Just kidding, who is her man? Now it's just a hat from the county's uncle.
At that time, there were already some weaving and dyeing factories in the large cities of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang generations. There were hundreds of helpers, but most of these helpers were men. It was very rare for women to work in such small places, so although Yang Ling did not want to let a talent The fifteen-year-old girl is bored at home every day as a young woman living in the house, and she can only go to the village to follow the custom and no longer ask her to show her head.
It's just that Han Youniang was bored at home every day. She had nothing to do except cooking. At that time, she didn't have any entertainment tools such as TV. Although most of the married women were like that at that time, from the perspective of a modern person in Yang Ling, she thought the young lady was like Generally imprisoned at home.
Every day, only when she returns home will her face show a joyful look. While watching her own dinner, she seems to have an endless word. She can talk about a little thing with a little bit of interest for a long time. It turns out that she is in a mountain village. Although Zhong Zhong is struggling and can at least go out, he is now like a bird in a cage, and his eyes are getting darker and darker.
Yang Ling looked at her heartache, and because she was too busy with her official duties, she simply got her dressed as a man's clothes and took her to the signing room to help her copy the copywriting. Fortunately, Han Youniang was different from other girls. Her father was originally a dart head of the dart board. She had a good family background. In her childhood, she was invited to a teaching post. Later, she lost a heavy dart and fell down. These transcripts are naturally competent.
Han Youniang has something to do, and she can be with her husband, naturally filled with joy. Yang Ling's "public and private distinction", although everyone in the signing room knew that this was Master Yang's insider, he only said that he was here to help, so the salary was paid, but the private hired by him required him to pay the rates, So Yang Ling went into the village to follow the custom, and the nature that should be intercepted by him was naturally written into his pockets. He would not be able to pay it anyway, and he would be divided by others.
Yang Ling was hired by the county prince privately and did not enter the rank of grade. Therefore, this month there are only three stones, which is equivalent to 6 silver coins. This money is to be paid by the county prince privately. The county's grandfather has a monthly salary of 327 yuan. It is enough to feed a family of young and old, but then pay the salaries of the master's staff and the servants. If Min County Commander pays a little tax, then his family will drink northwest wind.
The official interception of this reasonable interception is called fire consumption. According to Yang Ling's understanding, there are policies on the top and countermeasures on the bottom. When I saw the novel, I saw Ming officials embezzled silver and silver for sixty-two, and Zhu Yuanzhang tortured them. However, the embezzlement of officials was repeatedly prohibited. Those officials and servants generally rushed to the beheading table. He had a personal experience, and he knew that there was indeed a corrupt official, but even if the official had some necessary ceremonies, it was necessary.
Fortunately, these officials from the Ming Dynasty have naturally formed a rule over the years. Which are the corruption and which are necessary for the official. The filial piety has already established a system outside the Chaogang. The upper and lower officials voluntarily abide by it. Get peace of mind.
Tomorrow is the New Year ’s Day, perhaps because of mood, it is still wet and cold on Mingming Street, but walking on the street does not feel as cold as usual. The sound of firecrackers from the far away was heard.
Tomorrow's county government office does not have to go to work, so it wasn't until late that Yang Ling finished processing the official document and Han Youniang out of the county government office. Every household has hung red lanterns at the door, even though people who are usually unwilling to be so luxurious, hung the lanterns early today and lit candles.
Women ca n’t walk in front of her husband or walk side by side with him, so Han Youniang still takes a half step back according to the rules. Yang Ling sees that it ’s dark tonight, and wo n’t attract too many people ’s attention. She deliberately slowed down, and took her hand while she was not prepared.
Han Youniang was taken aback, her face was blushing, she earned two and didn't break away, she couldn't help but blush and whispered, "Xiang Gong, you".
Yang Ling turned his head and smiled softly, and said softly: "Tomorrow we will go shopping for some new year's products, and tonight we will go to the pub to eat some good food, let's go." Talking about pulling Han Youniang to the little hotel he visited the first time.
Yang Ling is a nostalgic person who has been there once and feels that his taste is okay, so he is too lazy to find another one. He always goes to this house when he wants to change his appetite. Although Han Youniang was a little uneasy, she knew that her father-in-law was always easy-going, and because the sky was already dark, no one could see his own face. The little hand let him hold it and followed him gently.
When Yang Ling and Han Youniang stepped out of the hotel, the night was darker. The stars in the night sky were clear, and the thin snow flakes slowly fell down, making his slightly swollen face because of drinking very refreshing.
Yang Ling's expression lifted, and took Han Youniang's hand to wander slowly in the city. Although both of them did not speak, the palm of their hands, but another touch of the heartstrings, reached the heart.
At the gate of the city wall, Yang Ling grabbed a handful of snow and formed a snowball, which gave him enough strength to vigorously push into the vast night outside the city, but this body was too lacking in exercise, which made the force stretched. The pulse was a little bit painful, and the frozen road surface that was stepped on by the patrol soldiers was very slippery. He almost fell over him, so that Han Youniang took a step forward and put a palm under his rib, holding his body firmly, He gasped and laughed humorously: "Xiang Gong, look at you, how did you fall like a child, carefully fell".
Yang Ling turned around and gently squeezed her sturdy and smooth face, spoiling the way: "You are a child who has not grown up."
Han Youniang grunted and straightened her body in disbelief. Yang Ling looked at her slightly childish face and tender eyes, and he felt a sudden move in his heart. Then he realized that he was getting more and more with her. Intimate, already accustomed to taking care of herself silently by her side, already accustomed to doing some intimate movements with her, once her soul is so slim, won't it make her more sad by then?
But if she is cold and indifferent to her now, how can Yang Ling's heart stop her tears offensive? Those words about letting her take good care of herself once she died were too abrupt and he couldn't speak out. He stared at Han Youniang, wondering what to say.
Han Youniang ’s face suddenly became hotter and hotter, under the eyes of Yang Linglang ’s eyes like Chen Xing, especially with a slight alcohol in his mouth, Han Youniang obviously misunderstood his meaning, and she was both afraid and Rejoicing, the body shook a little in a panic.
At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly saw a bunch of flames flickering from Han Youniang's two black and bright eyes, and Han Youniang also widened her eyes in horror, staring straight across Yang Ling's shoulder, stunned. Look into the distance.
Yang Ling Huo Ran looked back. There was a beacon on the east and west sides of the city wall. At this time, the beacon on the east side was already lit. The fire was raging, and the far, winding city wall extended into the depths of the mountain forest.
He looked west again, and at this moment, the beacon on the wall of the west city also blazed with a raging fire. The fire was fierce, and then the beacon on the ridge further westward was also lit, toward the more. Pass from afar.
Yang Ling's mouth widened, and after a while he turned sharply, looking at Han Youniang, the same message was conveyed in both eyes: "Tarzi is here!"