Chapter 145 Approved Approved "The notice was only issued yesterday, you arrived this morning, you came diligently enough!"
"How about this! Don't do anything else today, just ask someone to clean the place. You don't need to clean it all. You just need to clean up the front yard. Winter will be over in a few months. We still have a lot of things to do!" Ji Song confessed.
"Okay, little one, let's do it!"
Liu Zhan agreed and ran out in a hurry, apparently wanting to show off in front of his new Song didn't care about him, how could the new government office be opened without funds?
Ji Song had been familiar with the matter of funding in his previous life, and it was nothing more than asking for money and paying back the money.
However, this matter still needs to be carefully planned. If you want to silence what the other party said, you can't see the fault yet.
After a little cleaning, the tables and chairs were placed in the yard, and the Four Treasures of the Study were fetched, and Ji Song began to write.
Picking up the pen, Ji Song thought.
Hmm, what's the name? Hey!There is.
Seeing some familiar words in the "Government Strategy Book of the Official Office of Sinong Temple", Ji Song seemed to have returned to the time in his previous life when he and the finance gang were haggling over funds.
After writing, the familiar feeling possessed me again, and I finished the application smoothly.
It describes in detail the fees to be used and the source of the fees.
Every pen makes people feel that it must be used and indispensable. If you don't use it, you seem to have done something unacceptable.
Put away the manuscripts on the table, and went out with Daniel regardless of whether Liu Zhan came back.
The Household Department Yamen can be regarded as a very important department, in charge of national taxation, population and household registration management.
No matter which dynasty has a pivotal position.
However, it was not like this in the early years of the Tang Dynasty.
At this time, the war had just subsided, and the lives of the people were even more difficult.
Guanzhong looks pretty good because it hasn't gone through a big mess.
But as long as you leave Tongguan and go east, you can see the real face of this country. Even a city like Luoyang, which was once prosperous all over the world and had a population of one million, now only has 10,000+ old and weak women and children with yellow faces and emaciated skin.
Hebei, Shandong, Huaisi and other places were also hardest hit by the taxes?Just give it a try, believe it or not, the moment you give an order on your front foot, someone will rebel on your back foot.
People in these places can hardly survive without taxation. You still collect taxes, which is driving people to death.
Therefore, at this time, except for Guanzhong, Shanxi, Shuzhong, Jiangnan and other places that can collect a small amount of taxes, don't count on other places.
If you don't ask your court for food, it's already a local official's work.
Therefore, the current Hubu Shangshu is very aggrieved.
Du Ruhui looked at Ji Song who was sitting there drinking tea, and then looked at the flawless application form in his hand, with a sad face.
"That's such a good Marquis! Do you think it's a little too much? Why don't you reduce it?" Du Ruhui said carefully.
It's not that he's scared of Ji Song, but this application is so fucking wicked.
You see, the salaries of officials are paid according to the imperial court's custom, yes, they have to be given.
Repairs to government offices, hiring servants, official allowances, making farm tools, buying cattle, etc. are all fine. Look at these quotations, they are all market prices, so there is no problem.
But damn, you listed it in such detail, and there’s no room for me to refute it. What’s going on?Before, when the government agency came to ask for money, didn't I give it a discount?But what should I do if you ask me to give it to you directly?
Seeing the last statistics above, he felt dizzy for a while.
Ten thousand guan, a full [-] guan, is one-twentieth of the court want so much for a small Sinong Temple, can you still do other things? "Oh? Are there too many? There are too many? You can point it out to the boy, as long as you delete the items you think you don't need." Ji Song is not surprised by this. In his previous life, he didn't go back and forth with those brave men from the finance department. long time?Where is this! "Uh!"
Lao Du felt his heart ache, looking at the columns and columns of data that were clear and can he say? If you dare to reduce one item, and the matter cannot be done in the end, why doesn't this kid push the responsibility to the Ministry of Households?
Ji Song drank tea, looked at Lao Du's troubled look, and said with a smile: "Uncle Du, look, it's actually not much, follow-up."
"The old man approved it!"
Hearing that there was a follow-up, the old Du Huzi trembled, and hurriedly sent the plague god away, and he went to the palace to resign as the Minister of the Household Department to His Majesty, which was simply impossible.
"What?" Ji Song spit out the tea in a sip. He had calculated everything, but he never expected that it would be approved. Approved. "What? If you are still not satisfied, you can go to His Majesty, anyway, the old man has no money to give you."
After finishing speaking, he threw the document to Ji Song, as if to get out of here.
Ji Song walked out of the household department in a daze, and asked the sky speechlessly, when did money become so easy to ask for? In fact, what he wanted to say just now is that the follow-up has been included in these budgets.
But he didn't expect Lao Du to give it like this, he still thought he was dreaming.
"Daniu, pinch me and see if I'm dreaming!"
"Hiss, you are stupid, you really can do it."
Kicking Daniel out with one kick, completely ignoring Daniel's grievance, put the documents in his arms, happily rode Red Tears, and rushed back to the new official office.
"Master Hou, this...is this true?"
At this time, Liu Zhan was holding the approval document and flipped through it countless times, and then carefully said to Ji Song who was singing a ditty with Erlang's legs crossed.
"I said Lao Liu, what do you mean? Doubt the ability of your boss?" Ji Song said dissatisfied.
Liu Zhan said quickly: "How dare you lower your rank! Isn't this a bit unbelievable? When did the people in the Ministry of Revenue become so easy to talk to?"
"Hey, you have to study hard now, why don't His Majesty not let others be the chief officer of Sinong Temple, but send this Marquis instead?" Ji Song said proudly.
At this time, you must not dare to be modest, and you have to act arrogantly, there are people behind me, follow me, and guarantee that you will be promoted, etc.!
Otherwise, you are just a little prince with nothing, who will recognize you.
Only by letting the subordinates see the ability of their boss can they be completely convinced.
No, the officials who were assigned were whispering outside the door and looking Ji Song affirmed Liu Zhan's words, everyone cheered.
They all understand that only by following such a powerful boss can they do things with confidence, and they are not afraid of being corrupted if they have political achievements.
Who is their boss? They found out when they first arrived.
His majesty, the founder of the country, was proclaimed the Marquis of the good county of Yan, and seven hundred households were sealed. Now he is the young minister of the Si Nong Temple, who is from the fourth rank. Will he be greedy for his own little credit?
Some people believed this, so Ji Song didn't need to order, you took the broom, he took the rag and the bucket, and started to clean his new official office with the servants.
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