"This is impossible. You want the horse to run, and you want the horse to stop eating grass. How can such a good thing be in the world?"

Fang Shiyu shrugged and looked helpless.

For example, the magistrate of the Ming Dynasty was from the seventh rank, with a monthly salary of seven stones and five dou. If it was replaced by RMB in later generations, it would be a salary of 19,860 yuan.

A true high-income group.

But don’t look at the high salary of the magistrate, you have to see if he can get the full amount of the money.

To achieve monthly salary, in addition to providing him with food, drink and life, he also has to provide the operation of the entire county government.

This is equivalent to the monthly county magistrate in later generations. His salary and administrative fees of the county government are less than 20,000 yuan.

To give a simple example, it is equivalent to the magistrate of the Ming Dynasty, equivalent to the later county magistrate and court president, the procuratorate, the director of the tax bureau, the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and the director of the Urban Management Bureau...

He had to take care of so many things, only three or two kittens were under his command.

If he didn't hire someone, he wouldn't have done so many things at all.

But if he hired someone, the salary given by the court was not enough every month.

It’s okay to meet those who are well-off, but at worst, you can just subsidize yourself.

If he meets someone who has no money at home, he can only think of some other solutions.

Therefore, it was a very miserable thing to be an official in the Ming Dynasty.

"Well... this is the business of a civil servant. As a military officer, your treatment will be better!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he had to change the subject quickly.

"Being a military general is indeed better than a civil servant. In addition to his normal salary, he is also qualified to receive rewards from the emperor. Compared with a civil servant, it is like a heaven and a underground."

Fang Shiyu nodded and agreed.

During the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, military generals were treated much better than civil officials.

Unlike the later stages, civil officials at this time wanted to be military officers.

There is really no way, it's too poor.

Fang Shiyu's words made Wu Lin almost cry.

God is open to his eyes.

Finally, there are brave people who dare to talk about the difference in salary between civil and military officials in front of His Majesty.

I am really too poor.

Mr. Fang is really my benefactor.

"Since the generals are still numerous, why are you so depressed?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Fang Shiyu in front of him with some confusion.

"Because being a military officer may make it impossible for me to pass on my family line."

Fang Shiyu said seriously.

"Hahahahaha, I'm really laughing to death. What does this have to do with whether you are an official or not to have a baby?"

"Young Master Fang, don't joke anymore. We are talking serious."

"Hahaha, I see this little bastard who wants to marry a wife, so don't worry. When I go back today, I will show you whose daughter is suitable for you."

“…”

Hearing Fang Shiyu's words, everyone present burst into laughter.

Even Wu Lin, who had just lamented that she had a miserable life, almost couldn't help laughing.

What is this little bastard talking about?

"You are all serious. When will I be joking with you? Since you don't believe it, I will tell you."

Seeing that the old men around him didn't take his words seriously, Fang Shiyu said with a serious expression.

"You are all old foxes who have been officials for more than ten years. Let me ask you, how many days can I rest in a year for my Ming Dynasty officials?"

"We can rest for three days in total, namely the New Year, the Winter Solstice, and the Birthday Festival that celebrates the Holy Birthday."

Zhu Biao said with confusion on his face.

This is the basic common sense of being an official, and anyone who is an official knows it.

What did the benefactor ask about this?

"Do you know how many days could officials rest in the Han Dynasty at that time?"

Fang Shiyu burst out a number.

"Basically, you can rest for one day every four or five days, and you can rest for almost sixty or seventy days a year."

"What did you say? Are the officials of the Han Dynasty so comfortable?"

"It's really enviable and jealous. Is it too comfortable to be an official in the Han Dynasty?"

"It's so hateful, why didn't I become an official in the Han Dynasty?"

“…”

As soon as the words fell, Li Shanchang, Lan Yu and others made voices of envy, jealousy and hatred.

When he was an official in the Ming Dynasty, he could only rest for three days a year and had to work at least five to six hours a day.

If the emperor summons him for something, he must be on call.

The 996 in later generations is much better than this one.

It's not as comfortable as the officials of the Han Dynasty.

“This is all pediatrics.”

During the Tang and Song dynasties, the implementation of the New Year's Eve was a one-day break, which means that you could take a day off every 10 days."

"It seems to be half less than the Han Dynasty, but I tell you that every New Year and Winter Solstice will take you for 7 days."

"And in addition to what I said, such as Dragon Boat Festival, Double Ninth Festival, the emperor's birthday, and those saints' birthdays. As long as you can imagine, they will have a holiday."

"As long as a year is counted, it's much more time to rest than the Han Dynasty."

Fang Shiyu shrugged and said disapprovingly.

During the Tang and Song dynasties, not only did the Golden Week take shape, but the salaries of officials were also the pinnacle of all dynasties.

It was so comfortable to be an official in the Tang Dynasty and the Han Dynasty.

Even when they came to the Mongolian Yuan period, officials had one month off a year.

envious.

I'm so envious.

This is like a god!

Hearing Fang Shiyu's words, Li Shanchang and Lan Yu's eyes shone with envy.

When I was an official in the Tang Dynasty, I looked like an official. People like me were just livestock wearing official uniforms.

It would be great if I had become an official in the Tang and Song dynasties.

For a moment, everyone present was full of thoughts.

"Ahem..."

"Little bastard, don't get the topic wrong."

"What does this vacation have to do with whether you marry a wife or not or not?"

Zhu Yuanzhang decisively interrupted Fang Shiyu's topic.

If he had to continue speaking like this, his ministers would have to rebel.

"Of course it's relevant."

"If I don't have time to rest, I don't have time to go out to meet other girls."

"I don't have time to meet other girls, so I don't have time to talk to him."

"I don't have time to talk to him, so I don't have time to get married."

"If I don't have time to get married, I don't have time to go to the bridal chamber."

"If I can't have a bridal chamber with the girl, how can I give birth to a child?"

"Now you know, does this have anything to do with whether I am an official?"

Fang Shiyu said seriously.

“It’s just nonsense.”

"What does this adulthood and having a child have to do with you? At that time, I will stuff the beauty into your room and then sleep for one night, so why don't you know outside?"

"Old man, I think you're just looking for trouble."

Zhu Yuanzhang said speechlessly.

Others also nodded in agreement while touching their beards.

In ancient times, when marriage was done, it was important to parents’ appointments and matchmakers’ words. Many times, both parties got married without even meeting each other.
Chapter completed!