The master looks to be in his fifties, and his hair and goatee have turned gray.

When he saw County Magistrate Zhou looking over, he lowered his eyes at first, but actually rolled his eyes. Then he raised his head and said with a smile: "This is related to military affairs and defense, so the County Lord does not need to interfere."

The provisions of the Han calendar are detailed and strict. There are strict regulations for princes, princes, county lords, soldiers and domestic slaves raised by the princess. For example, the number of domestic slaves raised by the county lord cannot exceed one hundred, and the number of bodyguards cannot exceed fifty. If it exceeds,

He will be impeached by the ministers as intending to rebel or act against his will. At the least, he will be demoted with a fine and a reduced position; at the most serious, he will be demoted to a commoner or even have his family confiscated and exterminated.

Xi Ning's lips curled up: "You really shouldn't ask."

After all, he was young and easy to fool, so the master and County Magistrate Zhou looked at each other.

"But~" she said after a long pronunciation: "This is related to tax, so I have to ask."

This week the county magistrate and the master had to become nervous.

Xining said calmly: "Just now I saw that there were more than 400 taels in the tax as military pay, and it was clearly written on it."

The master quickly explained: "This is located on the border, and the Huns are harassed from time to time, especially in winter when the Huns are short of supplies. Winter is the slack time for farming, so some strong men are invited to act as guards to protect the city."

"Oh~" Xining responded: "You mean, there are not enough officers and soldiers to defend the city here? OK, anyway, my taxes will be collected starting from this year, and I don't care about the past things."

Before the master could calm down, his words became slightly sharper and said meaningfully: "But I think it is better to report this matter to your Majesty and let him see whether it is good or bad to use this tax directly as military pay. He

Do you know?"

When the master heard this, he immediately knelt down and said, "County Lord Mingjian, this matter has nothing to do with County Magistrate Zhou. This place is far away from the capital, and it is not easy to deploy the army. It has been the practice for many years to select strong men to serve as temporary defenders."

"Is this a common practice?" Xining smiled brightly: "I would like to ask the Grand Sima to check whether the tax revenue can be misappropriated without reporting it. It is a serious crime to station troops privately. Does the Grand Sima give permission for this?"

Da Si Nong is in charge of the world's taxes, and Da Sima is in charge of the army and horses. They are also involved in the untouchable crime of stationing troops privately. County Magistrate Zhou suddenly started to sweat, and his legs could not stop trembling.

"County Magistrate Zhou! Even if you don't know it, you are guilty of dereliction of duty, and it is difficult to demote your official position. Is it possible for you to become a township chief to serve your crimes? This was originally a place of exile, and I, a mere county princess, do not care about you.

Holy will." Xining slammed the table and scolded sternly: "What crime do you deserve?!"

Wow, the shot was too heavy and my hand hurts. No matter how painful it is, I have to hold it in and not collapse!

County Magistrate Zhou tilted his body and knelt down directly.

The master also understood that although the county leader was young, he was not an economical person, so he quickly knelt down together.

County Magistrate Zhou fell to the ground and trembled with fear: "County Lord, please have mercy. County Lord, please have mercy. I'm scared. It's because I didn't think carefully, and I knew I was wrong!"

The master kowtowed and kept saying, "Please forgive me, Lord of the county."

Although the combined age of the two of them is almost over 100 years old, the master alone is old enough to be someone's grandfather, but in someone else's hands, they can ask for it even if they don't ask for it.

If the county lord is not welcomed, he is still the county lord. He has the power of superiority. As long as this matter is brought to the table and brought to the king of Han, the king of Han will pay attention to it. When it is reviewed in the court, the words of those officials can turn this little

Xiaolinyi County was flooded.

Linyi County was originally just a piece of grass. If the King of Han happened to want to catch a typical example, such a small and inconspicuous place would be a good place to do some surgery.

But the head of Changping County sat there without saying a word, just looking at them coldly.

County Magistrate Zhou was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and said with a heartbeat: "I will go back and sell my mansion now to make up for the taxes of the past few years. I just ask the county owner not to report it. The lower officials will definitely know their mistakes and correct them in the future."

Never do it again.”

Xining finally spoke: "As for your mansion here, if you sell it, you can only make up for last year's taxes. I wonder how long County Magistrate Zhou has been in office. Is there any real estate outside?"

County Magistrate Zhou felt a "thump" in his heart. It was over. Not only would the official residence here be lost, but also all the ancestral property in his hometown would be lost.

If you lose your property, you can still make money, but if you lose your official position, your life, and everything, you may also be hurting your descendants.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaguan will send someone to Xiaguan's hometown to sell the ancestral house right now!"

"Pfft!" Xining raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and laughed: "Why is County Magistrate Zhou so nervous? I am joking with you. Come on, please get up, County Magistrate."

Are you kidding me? This joke is not funny at all, it can scare people to death. County Magistrate Zhou and Master were helped up by the slaves next to them, and when they knelt down and sat back down, they were still waking up from a dream.

Xining was still leaning on the soft bed, picked up the small fan beside him and shook it gently: "Put the map and tax booklet away first, let me take a look. Where did we talk just now? Oh, by the way, how many troops are garrisoned here, and the government offices

How many officials are there in the official yamen, and how many servants are provided by each tribe?"

Looking at the princess of Changping County who had just grown hair and still had a childish look on her face, she leaned on a large satin pillow and gently shook her brocade embroidered fan. Although she was lazy, she had the grace and calmness of a royal empress.

The house slave next to him carried down a basket of account books. County Magistrate Zhou and the Master had already broken out in a cold sweat, and they could only watch helplessly as the "evidence" was being moved away.

With the handle in the opponent's hands, they only have a short amount of time to casually find out a crime, which is a serious crime of confiscating their homes and being exiled. Now, I don't say spare them, I just accept them first. The level is not as high as usual.

I didn’t dare to fool around anymore this time, so I returned honestly.

After finishing speaking, Xining asked County Magistrate Zhou and Master to stay for dinner, but they all said that the government office still had official duties.

The two of them were frightened today. Even if they had delicacies from mountains and seas, they would not be satisfied with them.

Xining didn't get up either: "Since you have official business, I won't force you to stay. We will meet again when we have the opportunity in the future. Come and send you two out."

County Magistrate Zhou and the Master respectfully bowed and left, led by their house slaves.

Xining let out a long breath and raised one hand. Ping'er, who was kneeling next to her, immediately held her hand and helped her stand up.

Ping'er began to wipe his mouth full of honey again: "The county master is so powerful. I have never seen the county master like this. He was so frightened that Mr. Zhou's face turned pale and his beard was shaking like an old goat."

Xining smiled faintly: "I had no choice but to find a solution by chance. The combined tax revenue for a year is only more than one hundred taels. Let me drink the northwest wind."

"That's it!" Ping'er helped her go to the inner room: "It is said that the annual expenses of our house are more than three hundred taels. How can more than one hundred taels be enough?"
Chapter completed!