Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Prairie people are more straightforward in what they say and do.

But if you want to say that they are careless, that is pure nonsense.

Che Hezha and Shengfu are obviously more scheming, Che Hezha is a bit cunning, and Shengfu has a face that can't be wiped off despite his smart appearance, and he looks like he can be easily coerced.

For meals, a table is set up in the courtyard.

Nothing special, just a bowl of egg fried rice, a bowl of cold cabbage and pickles, and a large bowl of milk tea with milk skin.

Shengfu said with some embarrassment: "Prefect Zhao lives a simple life and the food is so simple."

Zhao Chuanxin took a spoon and spooned a bowl of milk tea to his apprentice and Rebecca Levi and said: "Although the landlords have a lot of food, not a single grain is superfluous."

"..."

Che and Zha always felt that there was something in Zhao Chuanxin's words.

When everyone was seated, the meal was served.

Zhao Chuanxin brought the bowl first and started eating, while the others used their chopsticks.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Today's task is very heavy. Have you seen the lady next to me? She will be the chief accounting office of our Lubin Mansion from now on and will be responsible for taxation. Who knows the style of writing and reminders you brought? Arithmetic, who had done similar work before, assigned Rebecca to do the work.”

Not only the five people, but also Yao Jia, Hu Da and Hu Er were surprised.

Rebecca Levi was a little shy and lowered her head slightly.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin patted the table dissatisfied: "Rebecca, don't bow your head. The general office must look like the general office, otherwise how can we convince the public?"

Bulonga was a bit stubborn, and he said whatever he thought in his heart: "Prefect Zhao, how can a woman become an official? There is no precedent? The court also..."

"There is no imperial court. Whatever I, Zhao Chuanxin, want to do is a precedent and no one can control it."

Brounga was scolded, but had no temper.

The main reason was that Zhao Chuanxin took the lead and killed the Tsarist Russian army to a river of blood, which frightened these five people.

Even Maozi is afraid of him, so what can they do?

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "I have something to say first. If any of your people disobeys discipline and you can't control it, I will teach them how to behave for you."

"Don't dare, don't dare..." Several people expressed their opinions quickly.

"In addition, today, we will take people to Ganjur Temple to reopen the temple fair and collect taxes at the same time. This is a major event. Everyone except the family members will go out to get through the market first before starting other business."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone except Yao Jia was shocked again.

Taxes are a big deal.

Originally, the Bingbei Dao was responsible, and the five-wing general manager sent someone to collect it.

Zhao Chuanxin took over, so obviously, the taxes collected by Zhao Chuanxin would not be handed over to Bing Beidao in full.

Zhang Shouzeng hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

It is true that Zhao Chuanxin is too arbitrary and authoritative and cannot be criticized.

Shengfu was particularly embarrassed: "Prefect Zhao, shouldn't Master Song be informed of this matter?"

"What are you informing? From now on, everything will be handed over to the Lubin Mansion." Zhao Chuanxin banged on the table, very leadership-like: "In addition, I have something to inform you. I saw the record in the file, the five-wing soldiers , in addition to salary, are there any preferential treatment of not paying tax?"

Several managers felt their hearts tremble.

I have a bad feeling.

Che Hezha's eyes flashed, and he had to remind Zhao Chuanxin: "Your Majesty, the five-winged soldier, even though he doesn't pay taxes, his salary is only half, and half is full. This is a rule."

Zhao Chuanxin took a big mouthful of rice, swallowed it and said calmly: "From now on, the full amount is the full amount, and there is no such thing as half. In addition, there are also preferential treatment every New Year. We are directly exempted from corvee here, but taxes, From now on, no matter who you owe, you must pay, no less!"

Several people began to twist around and look uneasy.

The egg fried rice, which was originally quite delicious, was tasteless.

That's all for Bingben, what about them?

They are big business.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at them with a half-smile but not a smile: "Whether it's a profit or a loss, don't rush to a conclusion right now. I said, my soldiers can die in battle, but not starve. You have always suffered from Han officials. Suffering from oppression, the New Deal was implemented, and all Han people were in power. In addition to large-scale reclamation, Russian people occupied land, and Russian soldiers bullied and dominated the market. Now, I will return the power to you to balance the contradiction between Mongolia and Han. As for the Russian people and Russian soldiers, Haha, they have to spit out everything they take. Not only do you have to pay taxes, but you are not allowed to exploit them at will in the future. All taxes can only be collected by the Lubin Mansion Accounting Office. I will collect them how I decide. "

Che and Zha had already put down their chopsticks, their brows full of anxiety, and they frequently winked at the others, wanting to unite to resist.

Zhao Chuanxin has sharp eyes, and he never loses face. He will report any grudges on the spot and say what he has to say on the spot.

He stared at Che and Zha: "What, there's sand in your eyes? Do you need me to check for you?"

Che Hezha: "..."

I'm Zhuo, the new prefect is really, really intolerant of others.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "Don't you give me that trick of grouping and boycotting. It worked in the past, but it won't work in my Zhao Chuanxin place in the future. If you have any opinions, you must raise them in person. Whoever has an opinion is the one to say it. If it is reasonable, I will adopt it." There will be a meeting to discuss the irrationality. Whoever is behind his back is making things difficult for me, and I am making things difficult for his whole family."

Che and Zha were sweating profusely.

"This, this, I don't dare, I don't dare..."

"I dare not do my best." Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Do things one by one. The top priority right now is the gathering at Ganzhuer Temple. Let's get this done first."

Whether it is a profit or a loss, the person who feels the most deeply about it is Batang A.

Zhao Chuanxin settled the issue of their grazing land in an understatement, which was a big deal for their Sauron tribe.

He felt that Zhao Chuanxin was not lying.

So he immediately stepped into the role and said: "Master Magistrate, although the soldiers have arrived, they are all skilled, but we have no weapons, especially quick guns. If we maintain order in this way, I am afraid it will not be enough to deter us."

The proficiency he mentioned was definitely inconsistent with what Zhao Chuanxin required.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't say anything.

He shoveled all the rice into his mouth, stood up and said, "Follow me."

Regardless of whether they finished eating or not, they quickly put down their chopsticks and followed Zhao Chuanxin.

The barracks that had just been cleaned up behind was opened by Zhao Chuanxin.

The fifth manager, Hu Da and Hu Er looked at each other and their eyes widened.

I blanched...it was full of guns.

Mosin Nagant M1891, Berdan M1870, and a few Winchester M1895, Japanese Type , a few Mosin Nagant revolvers...

Tsarist Russia, which has been strong for a century, has experienced a shortage of weapons and a wide variety of equipment due to several wars.

Many weapons are on the verge of elimination, such as the Berdan M1870, but they are still equipped in road protection teams.

As for the Japanese Type 30 rifle, it was captured by Zhao Chuanxin before. It only has a gun and very little ammunition.

"We can't unify the system for the time being, so we can bring people to pick it up and use it for the time being. Every night, except for the patrol soldiers, all the others must be returned to the warehouse and strictly inspected every day."

During the start-up period, you can only make do.

Bodigrile swallowed his saliva: "I am immortal, so many quick guns..."

He spoke out what everyone wanted.