Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 141 141 Who can speak out what’s in his heart, right, Lao Zhu?

It was difficult for Zhu Yuanzhang to look down on his subordinate ministers.

Because in his thinking, an official is required to be a generalist.

Not only do you need to understand documents, but you also need to know management, and even more, you need to understand law.

He not only knows how to maintain law and order but also knows poetry and prose. He must be familiar with military affairs and be good at communication.

He can handle all kinds of busy work.

Just like Zhu Yuanzhang himself.

Therefore, Lao Zhu was extremely dissatisfied with the useless performance of his ministers.

Anyone who dares to commit corruption will be directly killed, and new people will be promoted in the meantime.

He always felt that as long as the officials of the Ming Dynasty updated and iterated faster, the bad habits left over from the Yuan Dynasty could be completely eliminated.

Leave a clean officialdom environment.

But in the Hongwu Dynasty, officials often celebrated Qingming Festival.

The idea of ​​having both wants and wants naturally fits the emperor’s dual standards.

Wang Buli followed tradition and gradually became familiar with the work required to do classics and history.

After sorting it out for a long time, Wang Buli found that this job was not easy, so he directly took control of the entire county.

Like when he was in the torture chamber, it was almost a pattern of people not calling officials and not investigating, and not many cases were reported.

But as a historian, you have to take care of the affairs of a county.

Wang Buli had to sigh when he saw that these few people under his command could control a county.

Compared to a large county, there are too few office staff.

"Brother Wang, the burden on you is heavier than before."

Song Dianshi sat aside and pinched his forehead:

"It's a good thing to get promoted, but we have to go to Jurong County to take on a bigger burden. Thinking about it now, we are still walking on thin ice!"

"Hey, we are all big girls who are riding in the sedan chair for the first time, so let's go ahead and do it.

You have an imperial edict, so what are you afraid of? As long as it does not violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty. "

Wang Buli threw the roster on the table and put his feet on the table.

Song Dianshi laughed when he heard this, we are so lucky.

He started packing up his things to make room yesterday and will go home today.

Tomorrow I will take my wife and children to Jurong County to take office.

Jiang Huan put Wang Buli's nap stuff into a spacious room.

It's no longer a cubicle.

After Song Dianshi left, Wang Buli called the police officers, strong squads and jailers on both sides to come over for routine training.

In short, just do your best, I can't treat you badly.

After the cell leader Tian Liugen was dismissed, he quickly came to talk.

I knew Wang Buli was capable before and often asked him for help, but I never thought that his ability would be so great.

It's not too late to butter him up now.

"Tian Tou, I only have one request for you."

"Oh, I don't want to be the fourth master to say the first words. Just call me by my full name. If you have anything to say, you can ask me."

"Liu Gen, the jailers have made a lot of money in recent years, and I don't object to you charging high prices to do things for them in prison.

But don’t beat everyone hard, be restrained. "

Wang Buli raised his eyebrows.

Tian Liugen was a little dumbfounded, because according to convention, some filial piety must be paid to Dianshi.

Now that Dianshi says this, will he still give it to me?

Song Dianshi didn't say anything about this matter, obviously letting him talk about it himself.

"Fourth Master, I'm telling you the truth." Tian Liugen leaned closer and said:

"You also have a share of this money. You take the lion's share. We are just a bunch of errands. We can make whatever money we can."

Wang Buli nodded and patted Tian Liugen on the shoulder: "Let me think about this and make a plan. In short, I just need to be restrained.

Naturally, I will not cut off my brothers' financial resources just because I have become prosperous. When I take office as a new official, my brothers below will also cooperate first. Brothers, you can ask me, am I the kind of person who treats my own people badly? "

"understand."

Tian Liugen felt confident, at least Wang Buli's words made him feel more at ease.

How can the jailer get any money?

It’s not just about breaking bones and sucking marrow from prisoners to support a family!

Tian Liugen went out happily, followed by the head catcher and the strong squad leader who watched and talked respectively, and they were all the same.

Cats have cat lanes, rats have rat lanes.

They all have various means to make some money, and they also respect Dianshi.

As for the county magistrate, no one would use him as a backer.

Wu Wei himself was shackled and was replaced at some point.

What's more important is that the county magistrate is a wandering official!

Dian Shi and others usually hang out in the local area, not to mention that Wang Buli's family is a native of Yingtian Mansion, and now he is still the son-in-law of the emperor.

Everyone knew that Wang Buli had to be brought on board the pirate ship as a new backer, and that would be safe.

Compared with being in the torture chamber, Wang Buli only had a few people under his command, who could look up but not look down and just manage them casually.

But currently, not counting the eight inspectors, he has more than a hundred people under his command.

Even the executioners were managed by Wang Buli.

Compared with Song Dianshi's rough management, Wang Buli still hopes to set some rules. How to do things without rules?

At least maintain a semblance of fairness.

He picked up the brush and planned the cell first. It must be a super VIP room. The price of such a small single room is high, so just be willing to spend the money.

Prisoners can also redeem their membership and buy some outside items at high prices.

If you want good treatment in prison, you have to spend money.

Who the hell makes the poor man's money?

How much money can they have?

As for the prisoners.

Wang Buli thought about it.

Should we let them undergo reeducation through labor? This would save them from being locked up in jail every day and eating for nothing.

Just as Wang Buli was thinking, Jiang Huan, who was acting as a doorman, hurried over:

"Fourth Master, Chief Guo is here."

"Master Guo."

Wang Buli stood up and said, "Is he here to give money?"

"It should be. I think he sent someone to carry the box."

"Come with me to welcome Yi Er."

Wang Buli quickly sent someone to call out all the police officers who were not patrolling the streets. He had to welcome them no matter what.

The funding that I have been waiting for for so long has finally been released.

It was only after he became Zhu Yuanzhang's son-in-law that a group of officials who took advantage of the situation decided on the final result.

Zhu Yuanzhang, with two powerful and handsome faces, carried a box with a lot of copper coins in it.

It looks like a lot, but in fact, the big one is still the small box in his hand, holding the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes.

Zhu Yuanzhang not only did not use gold and silver as the standard for treasure banknotes, but also increased the output.

"Master Guo, I have finally come to you, the God of Wealth."

Wang Buli led a group of people to greet him, which surprised Zhu Yuanzhang.

After all, he is his son-in-law now. It is normal for him to be a bit more unruly and not take any sixth-grade officials seriously.

"How dare I delay the order of the superior officer?"

The two chatted and laughed before arriving in the hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang opened the small box, took out a piece of paper as an account, and showed it to Wang Buli.

"Dot."

"it is good."

Wang Buli shouted to the police officers and Zhuangban who were watching the excitement outside the hall:

"Whoever can count the money can come in and help us count the money, so that Mr. Guo won't have a hard time."

Everyone, look at me, I'll look at you, then a few came in, opened the boxes, and started counting the money.

Wang Buli doesn't want to give you ten taels of silver according to the official customs. The superior Yamen will keep 20% first and then continue to pay it down.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought it was a polite word, but he never thought that Wang Buli actually sent people to pay.

Does he think our hands will be oily if we touch them?

good boy!

"Mr. Guo, this is also for the sake of clear communication between you and me. It involves money, so we must be careful."

After Zhu Yuanzhang listened to Wang Buli's explanation, he nodded: "It should be so."

Wait until several people are counted one after another.

Wang Buli just picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully: "Fifty guan of copper coins and 450 guan of treasure notes."

"good."

"Oh, what a big deal!"

He didn't expect this amount. It was a discount of five hundred taels of silver.

"Your Majesty actually gave so much?"

Seeing Wang Buli's reaction, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood was actually complicated.

Of course, these five hundred taels were not only due to the counterfeit banknote case, but also included other contributions, so he was rewarded with five hundred taels with a wave of his hand.

But Zhu Yuanzhang felt that Wang Buli thought that he was an extremely stingy person.

Five hundred strings is not the amount given by his emperor today.

"Presumably Chief Guo must have argued hard for us."

The corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth twitched slightly, then he shook his head and said: "You look up to me. How can I, the head of the Criminal Department, dare to interfere in the matter decided by His Majesty?"

"That's right." Wang Buli put away the box and said, "I overestimated Mr. Guo."

"Good boy, now that you are the son-in-law of His Majesty, you dare to tease your superiors."

"It's just a fact, how can it be called teasing?"

Wang Buli took out another piece of paper and recorded it next to him. There were eight people in his execution room. According to their merits, he received fifty guan, Wen Ke received 20 guan, and the rest were rewarded with ten guan.

"Jiang Huan, go and call everyone in the execution room. I want to reward them."

"Yes."

Jiang Huan immediately ran out to look for the person, while the people outside the hall looked at the box full of money and were very greedy.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not expect that Wang Buli would directly hand out one hundred and fifty guan before the money was enough to warm him up.

Wen Ke came with five people.

"Fourth Master."

"We have solved cases many times, and the punishment department has issued rewards. I naturally have to make the decision to give you some rewards."

Wen Ke and others did not expect such a good thing to happen.

"Wen Ke, based on your contribution to the punishment room, I will reward you with twenty strings."

Wang Buli took out a stack of Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes from the box and began to count twenty of them and gave them to him.

Wen Ke took the twenty strings tremblingly.

In his whole life, he has never seen so much money.

In the past, he was a scribe who didn't make any money but paid for it, and he had no foundation. But seeing Wang Buli's fierceness back then, he bowed to him and took the initiative to be his little brother.

Such a long time was enough to prove that he was with the right person.

After Wen Ke came home yesterday and told his family that he had been promoted to the position of jailer in Jiangning County, their family members couldn't believe it.

After all, the second son in the family can be regarded as eating the royal food of the Ming Dynasty, which is a great good thing.

Wen Ke clutched the twenty string in his hand and felt proud.

From now on, when he eats at home, his sister-in-law can no longer give him a blank look.

"Don't hold it so tightly, otherwise it will cost you thirty cash to exchange for new banknotes."

"Hey, hey."

"Put away your horse piss, the better days are yet to come."

Wang Buli raised his chin and asked him to sign and fingerprint the paper on the side.

Then as the rest of the people sent out ten guans, everyone in the execution room beamed with joy.

When did these scribes take money from home?