Train to Another World.

Chapter 343 Rare Cattle and Horses
After Li Zhuoguang threw the drunk General Sun into Xianggu Pavilion again, he continued to walk back. When he returned to Honglu Temple, he found people kneeling on the ground outside.

When these people saw Li Zhuoguang coming back, they kowtowed repeatedly and shouted "God, be merciful." Li Zhuoguang, who didn't understand, ignored them and walked directly into the Honglu Temple.

As soon as he entered the Honglu Temple, he saw Wei Changfeng practicing martial arts there. Li Zhuoguang brought William who got on the car later on this operation but not him. He knew in his heart that it was because William's strength had surpassed his.

Although he has been practicing all the time, except for borrowing the power of Li Zhuoguang and Xiong Facai, he is just a weakling. It is very easy to be beheaded if he encounters an enemy with high mobility. So after Li Zhuoguang and the others left, he practiced even harder.

When Li Zhuoguang saw Wei Changfeng, he asked, "What's going on with those people outside?"

Wei Changfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "They all came to ask to be my disciples. I asked Minister Sun to check, and some of them really came to be my disciples, and some were the collateral descendants of the aristocratic families.

Their backer was burned to ashes by the small stove, and now they are probably looking for a new backer. If Pojun's current attitude was not unclear, their family would have been eradicated by the emperor long ago."

Li Zhuoguang nodded, roughly understanding it. After all, in the officialdom, once one side wins, the other side will definitely be wiped out. In this way, the position can be vacated and his own confidants can be placed.

However, as the key figure in this struggle, Pojun's attitude was really ambiguous. Both the emperor and the clan thought that she wanted to "behead" and "keep her as a dog". After all, Pojun was just a little girl raised by a group of old soldiers at the border. She didn't have any subordinates or confidants at all.

After everyone thought about it, they felt that Pojun’s intention was very “obvious”.

But Li Zhuoguang and the others knew that Pojun, this silly girl, would never think of this step. The only possible reason for her ambiguous attitude was that her brain was cramping again.

Li Zhuoguang came to Pojun's room. She was lying on the bed taking a nap. Even when Li Zhuoguang picked her up by the back of the collar, she still looked sleepy.

Li Zhuoguang held her and shook her until she woke up. If she didn't wake up, Li Zhuoguang was ready to use water escape.

"Commander, is there anything wrong?" Pojun rubbed his eyes.

Li Zhuoguang threw her to the ground and found a chair to sit down: "What do you think of those people?"

"Which people?"

"Those people from the world's aristocrats."

"Oh, them? Recycling waste."

"What do you mean?"

“The border guards sometimes have to undertake the task of repairing the border, but my grandfather and his men are lazy, so they came up with a solution.

Generally, any small tribe without a shaman is no match for them. So every time they need to repair the border, they will go out and plunder some barbarians to help repair the border."

Li Zhuoguang thought for a moment and asked, "What happens after the repairs are completed?"

"Of course, we cut off the heads and pickled them. Although civilian heads cannot be exchanged for military merit, they are still quite valuable."

Li Zhuoguang rubbed his temple helplessly and asked: "So what you mean is that keeping those people as officials is to squeeze out their residual value, and then slaughter them when they complete their tasks or are no longer competent for the job?"

"Yes! Grandpa and his friends said that if you want to be an official, you have to study hard and pass the various exams before you can become an official.

I think they are rare laborers who have been selected through layers of selection. Although they have a grudge against me, it would be a waste to kill them directly. Let me tell you..."

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand to stop Pojun's chattering. He had already understood: "Don't worry about this matter, leave it to me." Since Pojun just wanted to leave some cattle and horses for Dashun and didn't want to raise dogs, things would be much easier.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

The emperor held the booklet and asked Li Zhuoguang with a puzzled look on his face: "Excuse me, sir, what is the meaning of performance appraisal and ability assessment?"

"Those cattle...those criminals. Pojun kept them so as not to waste their abilities, not to let them continue to work as high-ranking officials with high salaries. So from now on, they will go to work in shackles and without salary, and will be sent back to prison after their shifts.

This performance appraisal is to assess their work results every ten days. If they are qualified, everything will be fine. If they are not qualified, it means that their work attitude is not right, and they will be beaten with a stick to teach them a lesson.

This ability assessment is an evaluation of the amount of work they complete per unit time. If they pass the assessment, then everything will be fine. If they fail, the only reason they are still alive is that they are needed to work. Since their role is limited, they are defective products and there is no need for them to continue to exist.

Also, all the prisoners can only make suggestions and cannot be given the power to make decisions.”

The emperor's eyes lit up. Li Zhuoguang's approach was exactly what he wanted. If he had not taken Pojun's feelings into consideration, he would have confiscated the properties of these criminal officials and exiled them long ago.

The operation provided by Li Zhuoguang now opened the door to a new world for him. He even planned to continue to use this method to deal with officials who committed crimes in the future.

Although Pojun's brain was occasionally quirky, she was right about one thing, that is, officials were indeed a scarce labor force. It was not uncommon for newcomers to pass the imperial examinations, but those who were able to climb to high positions, regardless of their positions, were all first-class experts in handling affairs and solving problems.

If they were beheaded or exiled when they committed crimes, wouldn't all the salaries the court had paid them over the years be wasted?

This time, the aristocratic families had a taste of the "fast and slow knife". They had put their hearts at ease, but they never expected that they would be thrown into prison when they woke up.

He was ready to close his eyes and wait for death in a daze, but he found himself changed into prison clothes, handcuffed, and sent back to his original yamen.

He glanced at the chain that locked him to the pillar next to him, then at the pile of documents in front of him, as well as the "Instructions on the Treatment of Criminal Officials", and only four words came to his mind:

Life is better than death!

After all the criminals were imprisoned, the gate of Honglu Temple was finally empty, and the people of the noble families finally understood what Pojun meant. As for the others, they were frightened by the scene. After all, they came to become disciples not because they were devoted to Taoism, but just because they were greedy for fame, wealth, and longevity.

If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening. This has never been said about ordinary people.

The problems in the Pojun world have been solved, and some of the aftermath has been dealt with by Li Zhuoguang, so Li Zhuoguang and his team are ready to withdraw.

Unfortunately, this was not a mission, so there was no reward. After getting on the car, Li Zhuoguang was ready to go directly to Ariana's place and solve the problem there. Unfortunately, when he proposed to anchor Ariana's world, the Dragon God prompted [Insufficient Energy]

"Little Dragon, did you take kickbacks? I drained such a large living planet to feed you, and now you tell me there is not enough energy?!"

[Energy shortage]

Monopoly is like this, the final right of interpretation lies with others. There is no other way, everyone can only go back to their own homes and look for their own mothers.

Li Zhuoguang now felt that it was not difficult to understand why the core of the Dragon God was pierced by such a huge lightsaber.

(End of this chapter)