Chapter 138: Three hundred taels for a warrant!

Looking at these banknotes, Yang Zhengshan's eyelids sank slightly, and he said: "Take the silver back, I will give you one month to take care of the garrisons. After one month, I will inspect each garrison one by one. If you make me dissatisfied, I will take your heads!"

At this moment, he finally understood Zhou Lan's feelings at the time.

At the beginning, Zhou Lan cleaned up the entire Jianning Guard, and now he also wants to clean up all the garrisons under the city of Anyuan.

If he is not busy now, he would like to take down all these corrupt officials.

Hearing his words, Tian Gui and others trembled all over.

"Master~~" Tian Gui raised his head in disbelief and looked at Yang Zhengshan.

Take their heads!

This is too scary.

Yang Zhengshan threw the wooden box in his hand to the ground, and the banknotes inside fell to the ground.

"If you are dissatisfied, you can report me, or give this silver to General Wang, or send it to Chongshan Pass!"

"Maybe someone will be willing to help you take me down!"

His eyes became colder and colder, "Five thousand taels of silver, what a big deal!"

"If I had no one to use now, I would have killed you first!"

"Get lost!"

Yang Zhengshan was not polite at all, and he didn't care at all that these people would cause trouble.

You need to have the capital to cause trouble.

Xu Wanfu at least controls the garrison camp, and there is a mysterious force behind him to support him.

But what about this group of people?

At most, they are a group of greedy rats.

Yang Zhengshan felt it was a waste of words to say a few more words to them.

As for whether they would bribe other officials and cause trouble for Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan was not worried at all.

Don't forget, he has the Secret Guards by his side.

At this time, if anyone dares to jump out and cause trouble for him, Yang Zhengshan doesn't need to do it himself, the Secret Guards will get rid of the person first.

Tian Gui was completely panicked, and tremblingly picked up the banknotes on the ground.

"We'll take our leave!"

They ran out of the main hall one by one as if they were escaping.

Yang Zhengshan looked at their backs and snorted disdainfully.

After driving away this group of greedy rats, Yang Zhengshan got up and went to the study.

At this time, there were many documents on his desk, all of which were official business within the garrison office.

Yang Zhengshan opened the documents and read them one by one.

But soon he stopped and frowned at a document.

"The clerk of the Equipment Bureau is called Yang Zhenjiang, right?"

"Yes, sir." Zhou Ren next to him replied quickly.

"Go and call him over!" Yang Zhengshan said.

The Equipment Bureau of the Garrison Office has more than 30 craftsmen, who are responsible for many things, such as making and repairing armor, repairing the defense equipment on the city wall, and making horseshoes, making saddles and other miscellaneous things, which can be thrown to the Equipment Bureau.

Simply put, this equipment bureau is a small military factory, and they are responsible for all the equipment used in the army.

Soon, Zhou Ren brought a short and strong man in his fifties to the study.

"I pay my respects to the garrison commander!" Yang Zhenjiang bowed.

"No need to be polite!" Yang Zhengshan said casually.

Yang Zhenjiang stood up, lowered his eyebrows and stood there, looking very nervous.

Yang Zhengshan raised the document in his hand and said, "You are applying for a batch of cotton-padded clothes? Why, didn't the government office distribute cotton-padded clothes to the craftsmen before?"

"To answer your question, the equipment bureau last distributed cotton-padded clothes four years ago." Yang Zhenjiang said in a low voice.

"..."

Yang Zhengshan sighed helplessly.

In the border town, the military households suffered, and the artisan households suffered even more.

At least the military households still had farming, and as long as there was no natural disaster, they could at least get something to eat.

But these craftsmen have to rely on the government for food. If the government gives them some, they can eat more. If the government doesn't give them, they can only suffer from cold and hunger.

This situation is common in Chongshan Town, but Yinghebao didn't have a weapons bureau before. Even if there were blacksmiths and carpenters, they were from military households, so Yang Zhengshan didn't care about the problem of craftsmen.

Yang Zhengshan found the book in the warehouse from a large stack of books next to him and looked at the remaining cotton-padded clothes on it.

In fact, the garrison office is not short of supplies. After Lu Chongde and Liang Chu took office, they issued a lot of supplies, including food, weapons, armor, and cotton-padded clothes.

"Zhou Ren, take him to the warehouse to get cotton-padded clothes. Two sets for each person in the equipment bureau!"

"Forget it, there is no equipment bureau. Everyone who works in the official office will be issued two sets of cotton-padded clothes."

The craftsmen in the equipment bureau did not receive cotton-padded clothes, and the other clerks and runners in the official office did not receive them. It was just the right opportunity to send them all together, which saved trouble.

As for cotton-padded clothes, Yang Zhengshan believed that they should not be wasted if they could be used. Instead of leaving them in the warehouse to gather dust, it would be better to distribute them all.

Hearing Yang Zhengshan's words, Yang Zhenjiang smiled and thanked him: "Thank you, sir, you are kind!"

Zhou Ren also felt a strange emotion in his heart.

He had been a clerk for twelve years, experienced several garrisons, and met more than a hundred officials of all sizes, but which official really took them, the clerks, runners, and craftsmen, to heart.

Although he had not been in contact with Yang Zhengshan for a long time, he already knew that the sir in front of him was different from all the previous officials.

Yang Zhengshan did not care about Yang Zhenjiang's thanks, and waved his hand to indicate that they could go out.

Yang Zhenjiang bowed and left the study, and soon there were voices of surprise in the yamen.

Distributing cotton-padded clothes, and distributing two sets at a time, is a happy event for all the runners and craftsmen.

There is no need to say much about the craftsmen, and the runners are actually a group of poor people at the bottom.

The garrison office is not the county government. The runners of the county government still have some power in their hands, while most of the runners of the garrison office are actually more like a group of servants who do odd jobs. In comparison, the clerks are better and have some power in their hands.

Yang Zhengshan heard the surprised voice outside, and his mouth curled up slightly.

Winning people's hearts starts from now.

Two cotton-padded clothes are enough to make most people in the official office have a doubled favor for him.

As for whether these people can respect him, Yang Zhengshan is not worried at all.

What he can do in Yinghebao, he can do here, and even better.

"Dad, Liang Rong is here again!"

At this time, Yang Minghao suddenly ran over and said.

Yang Zhengshan raised his eyebrows, "Liang Rong? Where is he?"

"Butler Wu has invited him to the welcoming hall!" Yang Minghao said.

Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes. Liang Rong is here again?

This was what he expected, but he didn't expect Liang Rong to come so soon. He thought Liang Rong would wait two days before coming.

"Go and invite Wei Cen over!"

Yang Zhengshan gave an order and stood up and walked towards the backyard.

When he arrived at the reception hall, he saw Liang Rong drinking tea leisurely. This guy was really relaxed. He didn't even have the slightest awe when he came to the garrison officer's office.

"Sir Yang! I'm bothering you again!" Liang Rong immediately stood up and greeted Yang Zhengshan with a smile on his face when he saw Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan also smiled and said, "Brother Liang, please take a seat!"

The two met again, and it was inevitable that they would exchange hypocritical courtesy again.

Soon, Wu Hai also brought tea to Yang Zhengshan, and Wei Cen stood behind Yang Zhengshan, silent like an attendant.

After the courtesy, Liang Rong first introduced the topic to the point.

"Master Yang, I have something to discuss with you!"

"Oh? What?" Yang Zhengshan still had a smile on his face.

"This~~" Liang Rong glanced at Wei Cen calmly.

Yang Zhengshan knew what he meant, "Don't worry, he is my servant!"

Liang Rong wanted Wei Cen to go out and then have a private talk with Yang Zhengshan.

But how could Yang Zhengshan let Wei Cen leave?

He couldn't talk to Liang Rong alone now. If this aroused the suspicion of Lu Hua and the Secret Guard, it would be more trouble than gain.

In order to avoid unclear explanations in the future, Yang Zhengshan has decided to drag Wei Cen along with everything related to the smuggling case.

So as to avoid unclear explanations in the future.

The servant Wei Cen looked down at Yang Zhengshan. I, a hundred households of the Secret Guard, actually have to be a servant!

Although he didn't like the title of servant, Wei Cen didn't speak. He still stood behind Yang Zhengshan with a cold face like a wooden stake.

A servant is a servant, I am not a real servant.

Liang Rong heard what Yang Zhengshan said, and he no longer bothered about Wei Cen's existence, but lowered his voice and said: "I want Lord Yang's warrant!"

"Warrant? How can this be?" Yang Zhengshan refused directly.

The so-called warrant is a pass with an official seal. The garrison office has no right to mobilize troops. At most, it can only send some soldiers to travel between the garrisons outside the city.

Yang Zhengshan's warrant can avoid the inspection of the surrounding garrisons, and Liang Rong's purpose of the warrant is also very simple, that is, to transport their goods out of the border.

Cao Han used to do this, handing the warrant to Liang Rong, and then Liang Rong could swagger and transport the goods outside the border.

Liang Rong was not angry because of Yang Zhengshan's refusal, but smiled and said: "Three hundred taels for a warrant!"

The warrant is also time-limited, and the specific time and matter must be stated on it.

This time Yang Zhengshan did not refuse, but asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Ahem, I have some business with the outside of the pass." Liang Rong said it very obscurely, but he had made his point clear.

There is business with the outside of the pass. Who else can the outside of the pass do business with except the Donghai Hu people? You can't do business with cattle and sheep outside the pass.

Yang Zhengshan looked at him with a scrutinizing look.

Is this a test?

The last time he came was a test, and this time he came again.

But this time the test is deeper and bolder.

Of course, this also means that they want to win over Yang Zhengshan.

"Let me think about this matter carefully!"

"Sir, our business is not a one-time deal. There will be three to five times a month, and each time you will have three hundred taels of silver!" Liang Rong continued to tempt.

Three hundred taels each time, three to five times a month, that is more than a thousand taels a month, more than ten thousand taels a year.

It is indeed very tempting!

No wonder nobles like Cao Han were dragged into the water.

This also proves from the side how great the benefits of smuggling outside the pass are.

He can get three hundred taels just by issuing a warrant, but what about others?