Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 258: Maybe history will prove you right, but you can’t prove it now
According to Liu Hong's idea, this trial meeting of 800 people would be held for the first time and would probably last for a week.

It is a waste of time to invite the honest people and the penny-pinching manual producers to farm outside the city.

Without three or four thousand taels of silver, I don’t think you can get it.

The salaries of officials in Jiaozhou City and the military pay of Jiaozhou soldiers and navy must not be misappropriated, otherwise these people will mutiny.

After Wu Heng finished calculating, he was too embarrassed to even raise his head.

It was a pity that he was involved in smuggling activities with Dongyi City, but in the end he didn't even have a few thousand taels of silver.

Liu Hong was speechless for a moment, but this also proved that Wu Heng really didn't embezzle much.

There are very few such people in the Daqing officialdom.

"Let's transfer it from my governor's office. I'll give you another 5,000 taels of silver. You're also over 40 years old. How can you do without some silver?"

Wu Heng choked up for a moment.

If you view Qing Kingdom as a workplace, the big boss, Emperor Qing, will spend a lot of money to assign tasks, and if the tasks are not completed, you will be beheaded, no matter how many difficulties you have.

Liu Hong, a small boss who is determined to work alone, proposes tasks, employees raise difficulties, and then he gives money and people when needed.

If you still can't complete the task, Liu Hong will come after you later.

After receiving the news the next day, the officials and gentry of Jiaozhou City were completely stunned.

The Grand Governor of Andong and the Deputy Governor of Andong both came to Jiaozhou City, and they were also going to investigate the case of the Navy Admiral colluding with Dongyi City to engage in smuggling.

Originally, these issues could be resolved by the people above them.

But no one knew what Grand Commander Anton was thinking. He wanted all classes in the city to participate in the trial of the case.

Originally, everyone was taking a wait-and-see attitude towards this matter, but after hearing that the Grand Commander was going to meet them in person.

Everyone was excited. If Emperor Qing didn't come to Andong Sanlu, Liu Hong would be the undisputed local emperor here.

If I can establish a relationship with Liu Hong, I will be able to walk around Jiaozhou City with my own way.

The poor people and manual workers at the lower levels were not interested in these things, but they were happy to hear that they would not only be provided with food but also be paid.

They also became excited. This was half a tael of silver, five hundred coins! How long would it take them to earn that much?

Why not just go through the motions at the trial meeting, and then have a meal and get paid?

With notices posted all over the city, the 800 trial spots were snapped up at once.

Many people used their connections to get in, and noble families and merchants didn't even want to spend money to see Wu Heng.

Wu Heng looked at the piles of silver in the mansion and was dumbfounded for a moment.

He cried and begged the wealthy and powerful families to pay some taxes, and in the end they only gave him a few hundred taels of silver. Looking at the silver now, there are basically five thousand taels of silver.

Liu Hong picked up a piece of silver at random, weighed it in his hand for a while, and laughed.

"Sometimes we have to think about things from a different perspective. This kind of trial meeting can be held more often, every three months or every six months."

"Arrange for a higher-level chief executive to come. You don't have to worry about the noble families, merchants, and generals not buying into it."

"When the time comes, we will divide the silver equally and pay the poor people and manual workers. The extra money will be available to everyone."

Wu Heng was stunned when he heard this. After a long moment, he sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Sir, you are really good at making money."

Huh? Why does this sentence sound like an insult?

Liu Hong was speechless for a moment. How could he, the Grand Commander of Andong, be interested in such a small amount of silver?

Spread the word and there will be a large number of merchants willing to pay money and seek shelter.

Liu Hong was only telling Wu Heng the operating rules of the trial of 800 people.

If you think about it from another perspective, it is basically a redistribution of wealth.

The middle class people felt at ease, the upper class got money, the treasury had some silver, and the lower class people were also happy and actively participated in political affairs.

However, there is a prerequisite. A state-level trial meeting must at least be attended by high-ranking officials at the road level in order to have such an effect.

If Wu Heng hosted this trial meeting, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to get enough people together.

The aristocratic families are too lazy to get involved in this mess. What should they do if they are retaliated by the admiral's cronies?

Liu Hong casually threw the silver under the box and asked Bai Lang, who was silent beside him.

"Is Chang Kun pretty well behaved these days?"

Bai Lang nodded, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.

"It's not bad. After all, it's a joint trial of 800 people. This guy has hope in his heart and spends a lot of money to bribe these people."

"Hopefully I can get away with it without guilt." This is the drawback of the trial assembly; it is very easy to be corrupted.

That is to say, it is useful in stimulating the enthusiasm of the whole people to participate in politics and affairs of state in the early stage.

Bai Lang didn't quite understand Liu Hong's behavior.

Kill if you want to kill, let go if you want to let go.

As a great governor of Andong, he would obey the imperial edict according to his mood, but he even held a trial meeting of 800 people just to save face.

Show it to whom?

Not only Bai Lang had this idea, but the entire Jiaozhou City's aristocratic families, common people, naval officers and soldiers, and even Wu Heng did not quite understand it.

Fan Xian, the only one who guessed what Liu Hong wanted to do, chose to stand against Liu Hong.

Liu Hong glanced at Bai Lang and Wu Heng and found them a bit boring.

He waved his hand, signaling the two to go down.

At this moment, Liu Hong suddenly missed Zhang Liang in Hangzhou. If it were him, he would definitely understand his ideas and propose more perfect measures.

Even if Ji Xin is a good person, he will unwaveringly support himself and then ask himself why he does this.

In the main hall, Liu Hong sat in the main seat, silent, and seemed to be dozing with his head down.

After a long time, Liu Hong picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

The tea has gone cold, but there is still a bitter taste lingering in the mouth that takes a long time to go away.

The day of the trial of eight hundred people soon arrived. The wall of the Jiaozhou court had been completely demolished, leaving enough seats for eight hundred people.

The Jiaozhou soldiers surrounded the outside and stopped the Jiaozhou residents who did not have an invitation but still wanted to watch the excitement.

These residents were beating their heads and stamping their feet, feeling that they could no longer watch the fun.

Fortunately, on the notice board outside the government office, several clerks had their pens and ink ready to carry out the commander-in-chief's order.

Make this matter fair, open and transparent, and tell everyone openly.

"The general, the Grand Commander of Andong, the Minister of War, the Crown Prince's Guardian, the Lord of Pei is here!"

With the loud voice of the official who led the way, the entire trial meeting became boiling.

Fan Xian's face suddenly turned pale and red.

As expected, everyone only knew the top leader, but he, the second-in-command, did not receive such treatment.

Fan Xian adjusted his expression and bowed to Liu Hong who was slowly getting off his horse.

"Meet the Grand Commander!"

"Master Fan, there is no need to be so polite. You and Wu Heng will still host the meeting today. I will just be a spectator."

Liu Hong smiled and helped Fan Xian up.

There was no trace of the confrontational attitude he had with Fan Xian the other night.

Fan Xian lowered his head, consciously fell half a step behind, and followed Liu Hong to the center of the trial meeting.

It was like the sound of a mosquito, which reached Liu Hong's ears.

"I will stop you!"

"Perhaps history will prove you are right, but you cannot prove it now. Look at the people under your command. How many of them can understand your deep meaning?"

Although the voice was soft, it was extremely firm.

Liu Hong couldn't help but pause.

He turned his head and looked directly at Fan Xian.

"So this is why you want to stop and even kneel before the imperial power?"

Fan Xian's eyes were unusually firm.

"Being half a step ahead of the times is a genius, being one step ahead is a madman. I just don't want Ruoruo to become a widow."

"understood."

Liu Hong was silent for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and spoke softly.

"Did you hear a word, Fan Xian?"

"In a dark house, if you need to open a window, everyone will definitely not allow it."

“But if you want to directly lift the roof of the house, they will dissuade you and are willing to open the window.”

(End of this chapter)