I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Han Yi felt that he needed to correct the ideas of these people.

If you can rob, you can rob, but if you can’t rob... The bandit logic of beating people down and then robbing cannot be used to govern the country. It really doesn’t work. If you don’t let others live, after a long time, they will naturally stop your court. down.

Han Yi looked at Daliang Zao, thinking that the old man had helped him a lot, so he tried to calm down and explained: "There are many people whose Yanjing is the source of livelihood for the whole family, and now we have taken away the source of livelihood. If no compensation is given, the whole family will have to drink the Northwest Wind, and many wives and children will be separated and the family will be destroyed."

Daliangzao said, "What do you give that...compensation money...this kind of thing will happen."

Han Yi froze for a moment, and then realized what Daliang made.

Giving compensation, giving less, is the same as not giving, and giving too much. It is not clear how much will eventually fall into the hands of merchants after passing through layers of officials.

It's not surprising that there is not a cent left, after all, some salt wells are located in remote places, and it is impossible for the court to send people to see if the compensation funds are in place.

They are even more ruthless. In order to prevent these people from having the opportunity to file a complaint, it is not impossible to kill people directly.

The folk customs of this era are barbaric, and it is not surprising to do anything for money.

Han Yi thought about it seriously and said: "Well, I will tell the king later that I will set up a special salt agency with a focus on handling this matter. If the compensation is paid, the court will send someone to send it there in person. Send it over too, without anyone's hands."

Daliangzao was stunned for a moment: "This...is very cumbersome, and it takes a long time to go back and forth. I'm afraid no one is willing to go."

Han Yi smiled slightly: "It's okay, I have someone here."

Seeing that Han Yi was confident, Daliang Zao didn't ask any more questions, but asked again: "Then how will the compensation be approved?"

Han Yi said: "This will be done a little bit according to the situation of the salt wells in various places."

Shao Liangzao was a little worried and said: "In this case, it may not be finished a year ago."

Han Yi said: "It doesn't matter if you can't finish it one year ago, but it's fine to finish it before summer next year."

This kind of time is also very tight, because the imperial court has not cared about the situation of the salt wells in various places before, and now they have to send people to check it, so it must take a lot of time to go back and forth.

Daliangzao said helplessly, "Hey, you should wait until the end of the new year to bring up this matter."

Han Yi smiled and said nothing. It would be too late to bring it up after the new year. What he wanted was to hand in this answer sheet at the first court meeting of the new year.

Don't ask, asking is to create momentum for Yan Zheng.

Although it has been several months since Yan Zheng succeeded to the throne, this year still carries many shadows of Yan Zijian, which cannot be avoided.

And next year will be the year when Yan Zheng's era will really start. The so-called fireworks festival is just a random event, and this is Han Yi's real gift to Yan Zheng.

But speaking of it, he had wanted to do this a long time ago, and it was all Yan Fei's fault. If he hadn't rebelled suddenly, maybe the salt affairs had come to an end now.

After handing over the data collection to Daliang Zao and Shao Liangzao, Han Yi left.

Shao Liangzao looked at his back, feeling a little stressed for a while.

This is the former Shaoliangzao. When the predecessors and predecessors were both around, everyone would inevitably compare them. Unfortunately, the current Shaoliangzao was selected because of his good background and carefulness. There is no way to compare with Han Yi.

When Han Yi was Shaoliangzao, no one in the court would ignore Shaoliangzao, but now... everyone basically doesn't pay attention to him.

Da Liangzao looked at Shao Liangzao's tangled expression, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much, such a person can't be born in a hundred years, no, in a thousand years."

Shao Liangzao smiled wryly, they were all the same age, no, no, no, he was twice the age of Han Yi, how could he let it go?

Daliang Zao was still muttering: "Hey, this brat got me into trouble a lot back then, so don't imitate him."

Shao Liangzao took a deep breath and nodded vigorously. Although Han Yi raised the issue of salt affairs, this matter seems very cumbersome, and he is best at handling these cumbersome things. The matter has been dealt with... I just heard that Zhong Shuling meant to reorganize a department. I don't know if he has a chance?

It's not that he doesn't like working under Daliang Zao, it's just that... now everyone's consensus is that it's easy to get ahead with Han Yi.

Han Yi, who was missed by Shao Liangzao, was walking to the value house of the Legalist students, thinking as he walked, whether there should be some reforms in the New Year.

For example, the Ministry of Punishment should raise it separately. Although he created all the official systems of later generations, Yan Zijian and the others were still very conservative and only used part of it. positions, but most of them still retain their previous official positions.

This also led to the phenomenon that the official positions of Dashuchang and Zhongshuling, who were not at all in the same era, appeared together.

After Han Yi arrived at the value room, he was relieved to find that everyone's mental outlook improved a lot. Although most of them were still a little thin, they looked much better than before when they looked more like ghosts than people.

After Li Tonggu saw Han Yi, he quickly got up and saluted. This time he saluted sincerely. Although it was not insincere before, it is obviously more respectful now—after all, all those who handed over the words and notes can be changed within a day. It's really not something ordinary people can do.

Li Tonggu is still curious about how Han Yi did it.

After Li Tonggu saluted, he automatically started to report, "Master Hou, the current progress...isn't very fast."

He was a little ashamed as he said that, after all, they have solved all the most difficult things, and their progress here is still so slow.

Han Yi didn't care: "You can't be in a hurry, and I have something for you next."

Li Tonggu was a little surprised: "What?"

Han Yi narrated the matter of the salt affairs and said: "When the compensation money is issued in the future, let everyone go out in turn. Well, the number of people may not be enough. Anyway, we should be mentally prepared. When the time comes, we will walk more on the road." Take a look, it might be more useful than sitting here."

Li Tonggu was also a person who traveled around the world before, but after hearing this, he readily agreed: "That's fine."

Since Han Yi was not in a hurry, he was relieved.

Han Yi looked at Li Tonggu and said, "After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, you and I will go to Korea."

Li Tonggu looked at him in surprise: "What?"

Han Yi said calmly, "Go and ask King Han if he is willing to surrender."

Li Tonggu:? ? ? ? ? ?

Is there something wrong with my ears or something wrong with your brain?

Who would agree to such a thing?

If it were someone else, Li Tonggu would definitely have to express his thoughts, but Han Yi... this person... is a bit magical, things that you think are impossible become possible in his hands.

Li Tonggu decided to do whatever Han Yi asked him to do, don't think too much, it's easy to get bald.

After Han Yi finished talking to him, he went home and started making preparations. The South Korean mission arrived in Xianyang the day after tomorrow. As the person in charge of welcoming the mission this time, he had to make preparations in advance.

That day, Han Yi put on the big dress belonging to Hou's level early on that day. He sent someone out of the city thirty miles to meet him yesterday, and he should arrive today.

When the South Korean mission arrived, martial law had already been enforced on the street. Han Yi sat in the post house with a steady face like an old dog, but panicked in his heart-he still hasn't remembered who Han Quan is.