Wang Lun has sunk and is completely lost.

He was once the leader of the Water Transport Gang. He was extremely skilled and had a body of meat that he was proud of.

Now, under the devastation of wine and meat, the body is gradually becoming fat and bloated.

"Come on, drink!"

Wang Lun raised his wine glass.

Everyone present also raised their glasses and drank, but one person did not get up.

Wang Lun went over again.

"Master Song, why don't you drink?"

It turned out that this person was Song Qing, the governor of Jiangzhou.

"General Wang, aren't you worried that something will happen?"

Song Qing frowned as he looked at this almost rotten scene.

It's a mess, it's a complete mess.

For money, these people have completely lost their nature.

In the past, they colluded with those business gangs for money.

Now it's still about money, but now you can get more.

Then it became like this.

Almost everyone went crazy and didn't know how to restrain themselves.

Song Qing instinctively felt something was wrong, something would happen sooner or later if things continued like this.

"What can happen? Isn't it great now?"

Wang Lun said casually: "Only we know the amount of money collected from commercial taxes. There is no fixed amount to pay to the court. It is entirely up to us to decide. Isn't that okay?"

"We only need to give a small part of it to the court, and we will be very stable."

"No, this is too crazy. It has completely changed the taste."

Song Qing shook his head and said, "You really should pay attention!"

"What should I pay attention to? I am on an errand for His Majesty."

Wang Lun said casually.

At this time, a man in a long gown came over and whispered quietly into Wang Lun's ear.

"What? Want money again?"

Wang Lun said: "Didn't you just give away three million taels five days ago?"

"But this is indeed the decree of the imperial court. This time it is five million taels."

Wang Lun's military advisor Guo Huai added: "This is your Majesty's will."

"Five million?"

"Go crazy!"

Wang Lun said directly: "This is too much."

"Let's see."

Hear this.

Song Qing sneered: "Do you think this money is easy to get? This is a hot potato!"

Wang Lun's face looked gloomy, and his drunkenness had subsided a little.

"No!"

"Give me three hundred taels!"

The imperial court ordered business taxes time and time again, becoming more and more frequent, which made him very irritated.

This costs another five million taels.

He had to take out the extra money he took, but how could he be willing?

"It is understood that Fang Jie has already paid."

"What?"

Wang Lun's face turned even more ugly.

"This party is really damned!"

In fact, he didn't want to hand it over several times, but he had no choice. One of the reasons was Fang Jie and Sun Pusheng.

Especially Fang Jie, he was so positive.

This person is also sick.

He didn't keep any money for himself, nor was he greedy. He paid everything to the court.

This embarrassed him too.

I'm afraid of comparison in everything. If others can pay, why don't you?

"Furthermore, a decree has been delivered, and the imperial court has officially appointed Fang Chi as the General of Huai'an and granted him the title of Uncle Loyalty."

Military advisor Guo Huai added another sentence, which almost made Wang Lun jump.

"What?"

"He was actually awarded the title of General of Huai'an and was granted the title of Uncle Loyalty?"

"Is this true?"

"true!"

Guo Huai said: "This is the decree that the eunuch, the eunuch and the eunuch, has come to deliver in person."

"Damn it!"

Wang Lun's face was ashen, almost as if he was gnashing his teeth!

He is the general of the Nanfu Army, and Fang Jie is the general of Huai'an. They are already equal in rank.

In addition, Fang Chi was awarded a knighthood.

How many counts were created after the founding of the country?

Fang Chi is the one, and his title is still Uncle Loyalty.

What does this mean?

It shows that he is loyal to His Majesty and the court, has always implemented the orders of the court, paid a huge amount of commercial taxes, and has made great contributions to the court!

This also illustrates a problem.

Your Majesty is not a painter.

It can really bring benefits, and the best way to show it is to directly create an earl.

If you can be made a count, you can be made a duke, or even a king!

Wang Lun was jealous.

He was once his subordinate, but now he is on top of him.

Already a noble!

That's the count!

For ordinary people like them who come from poor backgrounds, becoming a noble is their greatest wish...

"Here, hand it over to the court immediately, in full!"

Wang Lun gritted his teeth.

"yes."

Guo Huai turned around and went to prepare.

"etc."

Wang Lun stopped him again.

"I can't pay all of this money myself. If I share 10% of the money from the people below, they should also share it."

"Understood."

Guo Huai knew what he meant.

Originally it should have come from the collected commercial taxes, but this part of the money was not enough, and Wang Lun himself did not want to pay it, so he could only reduce the money allocated to the officials below...

Wang Lun also wanted to fight for it.

He also wants to be knighted, even if it is just an earl, so he must try his best to complete the court's instructions...
To be continued...