Chapter 133: Gao Bancheng(2/2)
As for giving normal grain taxes, double the amount of money to suppress the fire, half of the amount of money to replace the big bucket, and the small bucket to replace the big bucket, that's not a problem.
There is also forced donation, and it has been flooded today.
Worship the God of Rivers.
Everyone donates money.
The river will dry tomorrow.
Worship the God of Rivers.
Everyone donates money.
There is a "auspiciousness" in the future. I worship God and donate money.
Most officials force wealthy families to take the lead in donating, and then the people donate. After the work is completed, the wealthy families are returned in full, and the people's money is divided into 30% or 7% of the money.
When Gao Bancheng comes to this, if the person who falls into his pocket needs to get a copper plate back, it will be even if it smashes the Gao family's signature.
In short, no matter where Gao Bancheng takes office, he will only take three years at most.
After three years, no matter whether it is a rich family or a commoner, they will become poor people. If they change their positions, they will rebel if they don’t change their people.
Just such a corrupt and ruthless official, who is a betrayal of superiors and subordinates, is a "Tao" official.
It is still passed down from generation to generation.
No matter how you die in vain, you deserve it.
As for Gao Liheng's death, there were too many sins, and Qin He could not tell which one had killed him for a moment.
The clue may be proved in another shadow puppet with headless corpse to have clues.
It is basically certain that the one who committed the murder was indeed a fierce corpse.
One blow was fatal, Gao Liheng's head fell to the ground, but the corpse claws were gone.
The shadow lamp captures the soul, the judge weighs the weight, and the man in black robe opens a golden mouth: "Fox and rat are good at a cave, and tigers and snakes are walking in the nine knots. No matter the sky has eyes, it is still in charge of the ground without skin. The officials are as fat as a gourd, and the fish are rotten and want to frost. Who dares to ask where is the blue sky?"
Chapter completed!