Royal Gold Magistrate

Chapter 889

Emperor Jing also suddenly understood, stretched out his hand and pointed at Fang Zhengyi with a smile.

It has to be you!

After the paper fireworks were set off, the government servants who had originally set off the cannons ran into the academy one after another.

After a while, they lined up and ran out again, but this time they had an extra handful of extremely long red satin in their hands.

A big red flower is knotted in the center of the satin, which looks extra festive.

The two people in the front row are each holding a tray.

Emperor Jing asked, "What is this?"

Yang Fengfan explained: "Your Majesty, this is called ribbon-cutting. This is a new form of asking for prizes in this county. The scissors have been prepared for you. You can just cut it from it."

Emperor Jing suddenly realized, and then stepped forward.

Fang Zheng smiled.

This ribbon-cutting ceremony has not existed in this world yet, and he vaguely remembers that this game originated from Europe.

I don't know if it will become popular in Dajing.

The officials accompanied Emperor Jing up the steps, and Emperor Jing took the scissors from the tray.

With a click of the knife without a sense of ceremony, the red silk was cut.

Then Yang Fengfan shouted: "Your Majesty, please expose the red!"

At this moment, a government official has already picked off the top of the red cloth covering the plaque with a pole.

Sending the red cloth into Emperor Jing's hands, Emperor Jing pulled it casually.

The red cloth fluttered down, revealing the four characters of Houmai Enqing School.

At this point, the ceremony is over.

"Papapa..." Fangzheng grinned and started to take the lead in applauding. As soon as he moved, all the officials also started applauding.

It's a pity that the people were all driven away, and the atmosphere was almost meaningless.

Fangzheng secretly smacked his lips.

However, Emperor Jing was very happy. After the ribbon-cutting and unveiling, there was still a servant holding a pen and ink beside him.

"This ink is..."

"Your Majesty, look, there is no inscription on the plaque at the entrance of the school, so please write it yourself! If the students in the school know that this plaque is left by His Majesty, they will definitely work hard in the future!" Yang Fengfan said happily.

"Alright." Emperor Jing smiled and picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and was about to write an inscription when he suddenly stopped.

Looking back at Fang Zhengyi, he said, "Zhengyi, you have always had a brilliant literary talent. Since the prosperity of Pingwan County today is inseparable from your Taoyuan County, it is up to you to decide what to write in this word."

"Ah?" Fangzheng was dumbfounded.

Why are you here again!I don't want to be a schoolmaster any more!

All the ministers looked at Fang Zhengyi expectantly.

Although this guy doesn't talk about four or six... But when it comes to poetry, it's really awesome.

Everyone is blessed, and some people are even secretly thinking about it at home.

In particular, he still has a lot of broken poems and broken words... This complements Fang Zhengyi's broken words, but it is a unique hobby of some upper-class circles.

Although everyone didn't say it clearly.

Fangzheng closed his eyes and thought wildly.

Flying down three thousand feet... The lonely smoke in the desert is straight... The spring silkworms will die until the silkworms die...

Hiss, there are only two sentences, and he can still handle it with his reserves!

The ones that have been used before must not be used again, or is it not Lu Qi?

What should I write?

Emperor Jing and the others didn't urge them.

Knowing that this excellent poem needs inspiration and time to brew, Fang Zhengyi will definitely have something amazing in a while.

After waiting for 5 minutes, Fang Zhengyi opened his eyes, clapped his hands and said, "Yes!"

"Say it!" Emperor Jing said with great interest.

"The life and death of the Gou Li country is based on... the family's responsibility to pass on from generation to generation."

Everyone savored carefully.

The first half of the sentence is good, but the second half doesn't make sense...

Mr. Fang shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, these two sentences of my minister are both big and small, just to motivate students."

"To be honest, I will repeat this sentence in my heart every day. I think it is appropriate to use it here. I don't know what your Majesty thinks?"

"Alright."

Emperor Jing nodded, didn't say much, and wrote directly on the left and right plaques.

After finishing writing, there was another burst of applause.

Yang Fengfan stretched out his hand and bowed: "Your Majesty, please come in and inspect."

Emperor Jing stepped into the school hall, followed by all the officials.

Although it is called a school, its area is not inferior to many large academies.

The facilities in the school are extremely complete, after all, they are all schools for young teenagers.

Many parents have no intention of taking care of them, and stay here for a day.

So gardens, playgrounds, canteens, libraries, and school buildings are all inclusive.

There are even stalls where merchants do business on campus.

Every building, tables and chairs are brand new, although not expensive materials are used, but there is no ambiguity in the slightest.

This stroll took only an hour.

Emperor Jing kept asking questions, and Yang Fengfan also kept answering.

When he finally walked out of the school, Emperor Jing said with emotion: "Sure enough, it is really well-intentioned. I don't know how much money it took to build this school?"

Yang Fengfan said: "This land belongs to the county, but the materials used are absolutely solid and durable, so the total cost of building the school cost more than [-] taels."

Xu Wenshu asked: "It costs so much to build a school, so how much was the annual income in Pingwan County last year? Why didn't it report in time?"

Yang Fengfan thought about it: "The lower officials failed to report in time because of their own difficulties."

"You guys don't know, since the influx of merchants in Pingwan County, the focus of this taxation has shifted from land tax to commercial tax. Land tax is easy to collect, but commercial tax is a bit troublesome after all. There are so many merchants and merchants. Billing periods are different.”

"If the lower officials rush to collect taxes before they settle their accounts, it may cause panic. On the other hand, many people are actually weak and can only wait for the money to be paid before paying taxes."

"According to the current situation, the commercial tax collected in the county plus some other tax items such as land tax is about 56 taels in total, but according to the estimates of the lower officials, the overall annual revenue last year will not be less than 70 taels."

Not less than 70 taels!

A mere Pingwan County?

The officials were shocked again, and Xu Wenshu's teeth chattered when he heard it...it was really terrifying.

Compared with the past, I am afraid it has more than doubled....It is even more crushing against Shangxinzhang County!

The most important thing is that he said such a thing in front of His Majesty, it is absolutely impossible to lie, let alone fake it!

Emperor Jing was also short of breath, and asked Yang Fengfan in detail.

Sun Sheng's face was extremely pale, like a mourning concubine.

It was already miserable enough, but now that Yang Fengfan's political achievements are so outstanding, what kind of unlucky fate awaits him is unknown.

After more than ten minutes, Emperor Jing ended his questioning with unsatisfactory expressions, and then said with a flushed face:

"Qingzhen is my arm. I am very relieved to have such achievements...Come on, I decree, Yang Fengfan, the magistrate of Pingwan County, has worked hard and achieved outstanding achievements. The selection of candidates is for the officials to decide on their own."

Two levels in a row!

Yang Fengfan raised his head in disbelief, with incomparable joy on his face...

Although he was transferred from Hanlin to a local county magistrate, the magistrate who was promoted to a prefecture still has real power.

More importantly, judging by His Majesty's attitude, there must be arrangements in the future!

Thinking of this, Yang Fengfan couldn't help but glance at Fangzheng gratefully.

I have been licking myself for many years... It really didn't happen in vain.

Where there is a will, things come true!

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