Your Majesty, please resign again

Chapter 119 Mr. Bao is so tough! (Here he comes again!)

Bao Zheng is a serious person, but also a vigorous and resolute person.

On the same day, they summoned Bao Maolun, the supervisor of the ministerial embassy. After discussion, they selected an embassy in Caizhou. Caizhou is not very far from Bianjing and is also a relatively typical embassy. Its location, population and other data are all

Belongs to a very superior ministerial library.

This place receives passing officials all year round, and they are mainly high-ranking officials, because most of the officials who need to go to Beijing via Caizhou are released from Beijing to serve as officials, or they are officials from Beijing who have returned from the local area.

Caizhou also has a large local population and is a hub city for travelers to Bianjing. The rating of such an embassy in Zhang Heng is high.

Bao Zheng led the team, accompanied by Zhang Heng, Bao Maolun and others, and also brought people from the Treasury Department and Bibu to Caizhou, and settled in the embassy that night.

The current manager of the legation treasury has become an official, and the signing of the direct management and the general decree of Kaifeng Prefecture have arrived together. Although the director of the legation has been notified long ago, he is still worried.

The director of the Caizhou Legation is an old man with a gray beard, his eyes dart around, and he is not a decent person at first glance, but his name is Pan Songshan.

Although he already knew that he was supposed to be here to work on some legation contract, he actually didn't know exactly how.

Not understanding it will bring fear. After all, his bottom is not very clean. If there is an audit or something during the process, he will probably be sent in directly.

This fear reached its peak especially when he saw Bao Zheng taking Zhang Heng, Bao Maolun and others to carefully inspect the warehouse, guest rooms, and various materials, and asking him to take out the account books.

With a pale face, he winked at Bao Maolun desperately. Taking advantage of the opportunity to be alone with Bao Maolun, he knelt down with a plop and begged in a low voice: "Master Bao, please be merciful, I will retire in one year."

, you can’t watch me lose my security in the evening, Mr. Bao, Mr. Bao!”

Bao Maolun snorted coldly and said: "Pan Songshan, Pan Songshan, now that you know you are scared, why did you go there so early?

I have repeatedly warned you not to commit corruption, but who of you listened to me?

Now that death is imminent, do you know how to be afraid? Isn’t it too late?”

Pan Songshan burst into tears and trembled all over. He knelt and hugged Bao Maolun's thigh and cried: "I regret it, I regret it. Master Bao, please save me! Save me!..."

He wiped his nose and tears, raised his head and smiled flatteringly, lowered his voice, stretched out three fingers and said: "... Mr. Bao, please save me, and I will give you this number! You nod your head, and I will go to Bianjing for a while.

The big bank's pay-on-sight bill will be in your hands, so I beg you to save me!"

Bao Maolun snorted and said: "Three thousand dollars do you want me to take such a big risk?"

Pan Songshan's eyes widened and he said, "Sir, it's not three thousand strings, it's thirty thousand strings!"

Bao Maolun's eyes were even wider than Pan Songshan's. He knew that the head of the embassy was a fat man and that they were extremely corrupt, but he was able to casually come up with 30,000 yuan, which really surprised him.

I still remember that before departure, when Zhang Heng had a meeting with everyone to determine the basic fee to be paid by the Caizhou Legation, he thought Zhang Heng had set it too high, but now it seems that he really underestimated the legion's benefits.

Seeing that Bao Maolun was silent, Pan Songshan thought that Mr. Bao's appetite was too big. After thinking about it, he extended a finger: "Mr. Bao, 40,000 yuan is already my entire net worth. Any more will be gone. No matter how much, it will be gone."

, just send me in!"

"Send it in...you are committing the crime of beheading!"

A cold voice came and Pan Songshan was so scared that he collapsed to the ground.

The speaker was Bao Zheng.

Zhang Heng opened the door and Bao Zheng strode in, staring at Pan Songshan with murderous eyes.

Pan Songshan was so frightened that his crotch was soaked. Zhang Heng didn't look good, so he quickly said hello to Bao Maolun, and then asked Bao Zheng to go out with him.

Zhang Heng and Bao Zheng stood under the eaves.

Bao Zheng's face was very stern. After a long time, he sighed: "The Song Dynasty was really bad. A small official in the embassy could embezzle so much money and food. It is conceivable that other high-ranking officials

Wouldn't it be more scary?

Forty thousand guan! A small official can embezzle 40,000 guan... No, this is just what he said. The money he has embezzled in his life is estimated to be far more than 40,000 guan!"

Bao Zheng was very sad and heartbroken: "The three divisions of the imperial court only earn 40 million yuan a year, but all the officials in the world, big and small, are like moths, who have embezzled an unknown amount of 40 million yuan.

The imperial court is in decline, these people really deserve to be killed! They deserve to be killed! They deserve to be killed!"

Zhang Heng strongly agreed with Bao Zheng's statement: "Master Bao is right, these people really deserve to be killed!"

Bao Zheng glanced at him and said, "Then you still want him to contract the embassy?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Master Bao doesn't like it, then let's kill him..."

There was a thump, and Zhang Heng turned around to see Pan Songshan, who had changed his clothes, and was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground. Zhang Heng said with a helpless smile: "...You are too timid, you are so timid.

Xiao, you are so bold when you commit corruption, how did you do it?"

Pan Songshan burst into tears: "I regret it, I regret it. What's the use of asking for so much money? I can't spend so much money. I can't sleep every night because I'm greedy for this money. My heart can't bear it!"

I regret it!..."

As the superior of such a coward, Bao Maolun even felt embarrassed.

Bao Zheng looked on coldly, but Zhang Heng smiled at the joke.

But he saw that although Pan Songshan was wailing, he was paying close attention to the expressions of the three people. Seeing Zhang Heng's expressions, he immediately realized that things had taken a turn for the better, and kowtowed to Bao Zheng, crying and begging:

"Master Bao, the villain knows that he deserves to die, but today the adults are here, that means that the villain's life should not be cut off. The adults must have something to ask the villain to do. The villain here swears that as long as the adults have something to do,

, the villain must sacrifice his life and blood, and he must also help the adults do the same!"

Bao Zheng sneered and said: "Officials are as slippery as oil. Ju Zheng remembers it. You showed such a small flaw and he caught it immediately. When you deal with this kind of people in the future, if you can kill them with a stick, don't do it again."

Give them a second chance!”

Pan Songshan was so frightened that he trembled.

Zhang Heng smiled and nodded, then smiled with Pan Songshan and said, "You are a smart man, do you understand?"

Pan Songshan quickly wiped his nose and tears and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand. I understand."

Zhang Heng asked: "What do you understand?"

Pan Songshan rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Sir, is the contract true?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "You are really smart. Yes, we are here to talk about contracting the embassy. Do you want to contract the Caizhou embassy?"

As soon as these words came out, Pan Songshan suddenly came to life, his fear had disappeared, his eyes were darting around, and he suddenly became extremely shrewd, muttering: "Sir, the little Tiao Chen here doesn't know anything, but I don't know

How should I put it? I don’t know what contracting is. Otherwise, if I dedicate my 40,000 guan wealth to your lords, I won’t be a contractor for this embassy anymore. I’m willing to return to my fields. My lords, what do you think?

Is that okay?”

After hearing this, Zhang Heng turned around and said to Bao Zheng with a smile: "You are right, the money that this old official embezzled is estimated to be no less than 100,000 guan. Otherwise, it would be difficult to part with good wealth. How could he be willing to give 40,000 guan back to his fields?"

of."

Bao Zheng snorted.

When Pan Songshan heard this, he immediately knelt down and howled again. Zhang Heng shouted: "Stand up and stop howling!"

Zhang Heng's voice immediately overwhelmed him. He didn't know whether to kneel down and continue howling, or to stand firm.

Zhang Heng motioned to Bao Maolun to submit the contracting plan to Pan Songshan. This plan was not the one Bao Zheng saw. The other one had all the plans clearly written down, while this one simply stated the contracting needs.

Basic fees paid, profit distribution plan, and responsibilities after contracting.

"...Contracting requires a basic fee of three thousand guan, this! How is this possible! Sir, how can this be possible? It is also written here that in the future, all kinds of materials will not be provided for free, and you will have to spend money to purchase them. Then, then this

How to make a profit!

There is also a profit distribution plan here. Sir, who wrote this plan? It is simply unrealistic. There is no money allocated by the court, no supplies provided, and we have to continue to entertain officials, let alone profit.

Tens of thousands of guan will be posted this year!

My lords, the person who wrote the plan is an idiot! If you follow this contracting plan, you might as well cut off my head, and you will be happy!"

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Okay, this is your choice, then behead."

"Ah!" Pan Songshan was stunned immediately.

Zhang Heng shook his head and smiled: "Look behind you."

Pan Songshan quickly turned to the back and was shocked when he saw it: "Can it be open to the public?"

Zhang Heng nodded and said, "How about this plan?"

Pan Songshan's eyes rolled around, and he cried bitterly: "This is difficult, the basic cost of three thousand yuan per year is too high..."

Bao Zheng glanced at him coldly, and then said to Zhang Heng: "This person is too dishonest. Kill him and find someone else to talk to."

Pan Songshan's legs suddenly cramped, and he couldn't help but knelt down: "Sir, sir, the villain is wrong, the villain is wrong!"

Zhang Heng's patience was a little exhausted, and he said with a cold face: "I have given you so many opportunities, and you are still here to cheat and cheat. Let me tell you, whether this plan is feasible or not, you can analyze it.

"

Pan Songshan was trembling with fear and sweating profusely.

Bao Maolun kicked him and said: "You can't stand up to the wall with mud. These two adults have given you so many opportunities. If you can't seize them, just die. Listen carefully. You are the first one."

So we need to hear the truest words. If you continue to act like this, if you don’t kill me, I will kill you too!"

Now Pan Songshan finally became honest and quickly began to analyze honestly.

"...This plan is very beneficial to the contractor. As long as the contractor is allowed to open to the public, then the Caizhou Legation will have an annual income of at least 50,000 guan, and the net profit can reach 30,000 guan.

If the reception officials strictly follow the standard treatment, ten thousand guans will be enough. After deducting the 3,000 guans paid to the minister's treasury, there will still be 17,000 guans. According to the 40-60 split, the contractor can earn at least 10,000 guans per year.

Wan Guan."

Bao Zheng was immediately shocked: "Can you earn so much?"

Pan Songshan quickly explained: "In fact, the embassy has also received wealthy businessmen from the private sector, even secretly. Of course, because it is not in compliance with the regulations, it does not dare to receive too many, so it has experience.

The basic price is to charge one thousand guan per yard. Even so, those businessmen are flocking to it. If it is a formal reception, of course it cannot charge so much, but if it can receive at least ten times the number of people now, the turnover will increase.

Got it!"

Bao Zheng suddenly raised his brows: "You are still dishonest! You can receive ten times as many businessmen as you do now. Even if you only receive ten businessmen every year, then ten times is one hundred, one hundred and one thousand.

That’s a turnover of 100,000 guan, what you just said was 50,000 guan!”

Pan Songshan smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Bao, if it is a public reception, then the price will definitely not be more than one thousand guan. There are people who are willing to stay at 100 guan. Of course, this still depends on the business at that time, but it is definitely not what you think.

So many.”

Zhang Heng said quickly: "So, according to this contracting plan, you can guarantee profits, right?"

Pan Songshan nodded quickly: "You can definitely make money, but it still depends on your luck. If the reception officials are reasonable and can meet the reception standards, then they will earn more. But if we encounter some unreasonable ones, we have to go overboard."

If you entertain a certain standard, you will earn less, but no matter what, you can still earn it."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng said with satisfaction: "As long as you can earn some money, it will be fine. If officials ask for hospitality beyond the standard, we will set up a special complaint channel. You can just complain directly when the time comes, and someone will naturally deal with them."

Pan Songshan didn't seem to be too interested in this proposal, and just agreed.

Zhang Heng saw it and immediately asked: "Why, do you think it won't work?"

Pan Songshan smiled bitterly and said: "This is not necessary. If there are officials who really ask us to exceed the standard of reception, then we can only exceed the standard of reception. We really can't offend them. We can't afford to offend, but it doesn't matter.

If we use our brains more and welcome other rich people more, we can make up for these shortfalls."

Zhang Heng smiled and nodded, but Bao Zheng couldn't wipe the sand out of his eyes: "If there is such an official by then, just go to me and I will make the decision for you!"

Pan Songshan nodded his head, looking like he was crying with gratitude.

But Zhang Heng knew in his heart that even if such a thing happened, he would not go.

But that doesn't matter anymore. He only cares about whether the plan is feasible and whether the contractor can also make money while the court is making money. This is the most important thing.

Only when the court makes money and the contractors make money can this model be promoted on a large scale.

The data just given by Pan Songshan has confirmed that his algorithm is correct and slightly conservative. The main reason is that he underestimated the envy of the people in this era towards the official family. Being able to have the opportunity to stay in an official guest house is very important to them.

It is said that it is not only an opportunity to show strength, but also a way to satisfy vanity.

Of course there are some practical uses.

Living in the embassy can ensure safety, and you may also get to know officials, which may be an opportunity to rise to prominence...

If calculated according to the price Pan Songshan said, then the basic fee charged is a bit low, but Zhang Heng does not intend to change it because he wants to leave more room for mistakes for the contractor because he knows the officials well.

Their faces have always been taken advantage of by themselves, not by others.

Therefore, when the contractor benefits a lot, even if they encounter a few more shameless officials, they can still cover it without bankrupting the contractor and causing the reform plan to be abandoned halfway.

Bao Zheng also noticed Zhang Heng's approach and nodded secretly.

When only two people were left alone, he praised Zhang Heng: "It seems that you have already understood this truth."

Hearing what Bao Zheng said, Zhang Heng was a little surprised: "I thought Master Bao was jealous of evil. Seeing that I am so tolerant to this old official, I am afraid that I will think that I am a woman's benevolent person."

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "I hate evil, but I know what the overall situation is. This Pan Songshan is naturally very hateful, very slippery, greedy and disgusting, but the reform of the Minister's Treasury is related to the imperial court.

Regarding major matters, between my personal likes and dislikes and the overall situation, can I not be able to distinguish the importance?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Master Bao is so upright and upright that I admire him..."

Bao Zheng said leisurely: "Your flattery is disgusting!"

Zhang Heng: "..."

Seeing Zhang Heng's embarrassment, Bao Zheng couldn't help laughing and said: "You have methods and kindness in doing things. This is a good official. It's not enough to just hate evil as much as hatred. You are very good."

Zhang Heng was a little embarrassed and said politely as usual: "Your Excellency, you are so complimentary..."

Bao Zheng raised his head arrogantly: "I never praise others. Once I praise others, it is true praise. Don't be so hypocritical. Your flattery is disgusting!"

Zhang Heng: "..."

Because the contractor and subcontractor had no objections to the contracting plan, Zhang Heng took out a standard contracting agreement, and both parties signed it one after another. After Pan Songshan signed, the supervisor Bao Maolun also signed, and Zhang Heng took out a pen.

When he wanted to sign, Bao Zheng snatched the pen away, signed the name "Bao Zheng" and stamped his official seal.

Then he told Zhang Heng: "You cannot sign the contract agreement, do you understand?"

Zhang Heng felt grateful: "Master Bao..."

Bao Zheng said: "There's no need to be so pretentious. That's what the officials asked me to do. I won't take the blame for nothing. The credit belongs to me. Don't take it away!"

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, hey, these old stubborns, they care about people and don't say a few warm words. They have to be tough. They can't show their uprightness without giving people a break.

Sigh! What kind of talk about tigers and wolves!

(End of chapter)