"A job taken from the government office?"

Yang Mo repeated what he said.

“Yes, yes…”

In charge of the matter, I want to cry without tears. Since I have said it, I can only tell you everything and say everything.

Before the second whip of the king's camp fell, he said directly: "Although the procedures have not been completed yet, they were taken from the government office. Not only our family, but many other families in the city were taken from the government office."

"That is the order of the Duke's Mansion."

The manager could only grit his teeth and continue, and was ready to be whipped after he said this.

Wang Ying did not go beyond his expectations, and whipped it down and cursed: "You thief slave, you dare to get involved in the Duke's Mansion?"

In fact, Wang Ying did not think that this was wrong with the Duke's Mansion.

But seeing his timid appearance, especially if he didn't take the initiative to explain, he felt that there was something wrong.

Of course, even if there is no problem, I just said I didn’t know, so I should fight.

"Young Master, you're wronged. This is true. There are notices in the government office."

The manager was full of grievances, and Wang Ying scolded: "Since he posted a notice, why did he just say he didn't know?"

"You still feel wronged. The thief slave is just a slut. If you don't beat him, you won't tell the truth."

Two sentences kept the affairs in a speechless manner. I reflected in my heart that what Wang Ying said really makes sense. Since it is a righteous and open thing, why should I say I don’t know?

Alas, these whips deserve to be beaten.

"How many meals do they have a day?"

Yang Mo continued to ask questions.

"If you want to go back to the young master, there are regulations on the government notice, and we will definitely not dare to deduct it."

When the manager was shocked, Yang Mo didn't need to ask, and he blocked the loopholes that might be beaten.

Two meals are the standard of this era, and Yang Mo has nothing to say about this.

The reason why he bought those refugees was that he had a good reputation in Taiyuan refugee circle was mainly because he had three meals a day.

Three meals a day are already a great thing for these refugees.

"Do you pay for this food or the yamen?"

"If you say the young master, it was our Zhang family who came out, and the notice also said that it was us who came out."

The manager answered a few words, but he was not whipped. The stone in his heart fell down and he knew how to cooperate next.

As for how the Zhang family master will deal with him after he goes back, there is no need to consider it now.

The most important thing is to survive from the bully Wangying.

"Five copper plates a day, are they a day or a month?"

Yang Mo asked again, his tone no longer had the indifference he had just now.

At least until now, I have not asked anything too much.

But the more this happens, the more he feels more nervous.

"Daily?"

The manager looked confused and didn't understand what it meant?

Seeing that he did not answer immediately, Wang Ying wanted to whip him, but the whip was raised, but it did not fall.

He didn't understand what his elder brother meant.

"Is this money given every month or every day?"

Yang Mo explained patiently, and muttered in his heart.

Why, do they don’t understand the meaning of the Japanese knot?

Even literally, you should understand.

The manager replied: "If you think about it, it is not a day or a month, it is a year."

"One year?"

When Yang Mo heard this answer, his tone couldn't help but increase, and his face was extremely surprised.

What a good guy, that's so outrageous?

The manager's heart was pounding, but he didn't know what to do.

I'm right, isn't this the case every year?

Why does this Young Master Yang look like this?

Logically speaking, when Yang Mo showed this, Wang Ying should draw people.

But Wang Ying could not find a reason to draw the manager.

Isn’t it normal for him to pay money every year?

Not only him, but even the people around him didn't know why Mr. Yang, who seemed to be making decisions for them, suddenly changed so much in his emotions.

"Young Master..."

The manager was afraid of being beaten and bravely said: "This is the rule of the government office."

"The government office regulations..."

Yang Mo suppressed his emotions and took a deep breath.

Then he turned over the horse and turned the direction with his head.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Wang Ying also turned his horse's head in a hurry and asked.

"Go to the government office!"

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There is something tricky here.

After talking to the manager, Yang Mo realized something was wrong.

But something is wrong, but I can't tell it.

After all, he proposed the matter of labor-for-relief.

Moreover, the people from the Duke's Mansion also revealed this news to themselves.

He remembered the reason why Li Xiuning did not agree with this matter at the beginning and did not dare to take the chance at all.

If this matter increases the burden on refugees, he will not be able to forgive himself.

He rushed all the way to the government office, and Zhao Hong happened to see Wang Gui out.

When they met Yang Mo and his group, they stopped greetings.

Wang Gui smiled and bowed, bowed to Yang Mo, and called him a son-in-law.

Zhao Hong also looked up and down at Yang Mo who seemed to be in full force, and was still puzzled.

I haven't scolded him in the past few days. I have been busy with work-for-relief work and have nothing to offend him.

Why do you look like you are seeking a crime?

Seeing that Zhao Hong ignored him and did not get off the horse, Yang Mo asked directly: "Zhao Zhizhou, this work-for-relief is the task of the government office. Why should it be handed over to the aristocratic families in the city? And why is the wages of the victims paid every year?"

Zhao Hong had a black question mark on his forehead and had no idea what Yang Mo asked about.

Wang Gui stood beside him, thinking to himself, what happened to this son-in-law recently?

First, he called the prince in the mansion and said something about rebellion.

Now I came to the government office with an angry look on my face.

What did I think it was.

"My elder brother is asking you!"

Wang Ying now has reliance. Besides, with his personality, he likes to make trouble the most.

Don’t care about the consequences, let alone whether you can protect yourself or not. Anyway, if something happens, he will be happy if he gets too much.

Therefore, he is not polite to Zhao Hong.

At the government office, people don’t talk about people coming and going, but most of them are their own subordinates.

Zhao Hong was a magistrate of a state, but was screamed by a fifteen-year-old boy from Wangying, and his anger surged up.

But he couldn't have the same knowledge as him, so he could only look at Yang Mo and said coldly: "Young Master Yang, I heard that this labor-for-relief was what you proposed?"

"Yes, it was exactly what I proposed, so I just came to ask you."

"Since it was your suggestion, why did you ask me?"

Zhao Hong's tone was not good, but Wang Ying did not dare to whip him directly, so he could only hold the whip and gesture.

"Son-in-law, what do you mean by slowly? Why do you hurt the harmony between the two families?"

Seeing this, Wang Gui quickly came out to smooth things over: "Let's go to the mansion to talk."

Yang Mo was patient and could not refute his face no matter what.

Dismounted and followed into the government office.

As soon as I sat down here, I asked the question I just now.

When he returned to his home court, Zhao Hong was full of confidence and had a bad expression: "The government office only has so many people, and the prince wants all the refugees to have work to do. Who will let this official do these aristocratic families?"

He glanced at Wang Gui and took the opportunity to exude his resentment towards Wang Gui: "The war is tight and the funds are limited, which is the best way that I thought of."

As soon as the four words "financial funding" were released, Yang Mo's heart was shocked. It seemed that the thing he was most worried about was still the case.
Chapter completed!