"Young Master Fang, just talk about it, why don't you think of this official?"

"If what you said makes sense, even if I don't want to use this fourth-grade black hat, I will still call the emperor and ask him to take back the official who was given to you."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Fang Shiyu in front of him with a speechless face.

Not only Zhu Yuanzhang, but also Liu Bowen and Li Shanchang, these people were full of curiosity.

Read books of sages and give them to the emperor's family.

Being an official can be said to be the most noble dream of an ancient man.

When Yi Jieyi suddenly became a seventh-rank official in the court, they all felt from the heart that Fang Shiyu should cry and be grateful for the great kindness and virtue of the current saints.

Why did this little bastard look like he had been in trouble for eight lifetimes?

Zhu Yuanzhang even criticized Fang Shiyu two words in his heart

That's arrogant.

"There is a saying that one should be an official for thousands of miles. However, the salary of my Ming Dynasty was too low. Not only could an official make money, but sometimes he would have to pay money when he was unlucky. Who can bear this?"

Fang Shiyu's expression was like when she opened the veil on a wedding night and found that her beautiful wife suddenly turned into a dinosaur with a height of more than 200 kilograms.

His face was filled with heartache.

As soon as Fang Shiyu's words fell, Zhu Yuanzhang next to him was the first to jump out and sing a counter-tune with him.

"You're farting!"

"Our Ming Dynasty clearly stipulates that the first-rank dynasty can receive ninety stones of rice every month, from the first-rank 78 stones, from the second-rank 67 stones, from the second-rank 46 stones!"

"The official's lumi is reduced step by step according to the grade level. A small official like you who is from the seventh rank can receive eight stone lumi every month!"

"Even if you are a ninth-rank sesame official, you have six stones of Lumi every month, which is more than enough to support a family of people!"

"You said how much can you eat as a little guy? You even dislike the low salary of my Ming Dynasty officials?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang scolded with a serious expression.

The salaries of officials at all levels of the Ming Dynasty were found through his careful consideration.

He was arrogant and believed that the salary he had set was more than enough to support officials at all levels.

How could it be like what the little bastard Fang Shiyu said, and he would even post money inside.

"Oh, I wish you, old man, you are a fellow villager with your current emperor, and even your thinking pattern is the same. Today I will let me tell you the secrets."

When Fang Shiyu heard that Old Man Zhu actually defended the current emperor, he glared at him with some disdain.

Old man Zhu has some problems with his mind.

No matter how disdainful he was, Fang Shiyu felt that he had to teach Old Man Zhu a good lesson, so that he could give up his fantasy of continuing to work in the Ming Dynasty and go to Southeast Asia with him honestly.

"What you are talking about is the most shameless part of the Lord today."

"Let me give you an example. For example, if an official from another place wants to become an official in the court, then where will he live in Jinling? Should he pay for the rent by himself? Do he have to pay for the rent by himself?"

"Most of the officials in Jinling are scholars. As a scholar, do you want shame? You can't let the important officials of the court live in a thatched hut, right?"

"Some officials have been officials in Jinling for a long time, and their families have many descendants. Should they take it with such a big family? If they take it, it will be another huge expense!"

"If they don't spend a penny in two or a half, they may have to drink the northwest wind every month."

"According to the rumor, Wu Lin, the Minister of Personnel, was so poor that he had no money to hire a bricklayer. In order to save this money, he would go back to paint the walls by himself after the morning dynasty was dispersed."

"Even the senior officials of the Ministry of Personnel are so miserable. How do you think other Beijing officials can live?"

Fang Shiyu talked to Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him, and finally arrested Wu Lin to give an example.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Wu Lin in surprise and asked with his eyes whether there was any such thing?

Wu Lin didn't say anything, but just grabbed the mud spot on the corner of her clothes and curled her lips.

"It's a miserable thing to be an official in Jinling, so it's not that miserable thing to be an official in the local area, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang did not expect that there would be such a living example around him, so he had to quickly change the subject.

"Are you talking about other places? I told you that it would be even worse for those who stood in front of the office!"

Fang Shiyu said with a shaking head.

"In order to avoid the redundant officials in the Song and Yuan dynasties, our Ming Dynasty specially cut down the officials in the local yamen and then cut them down."

"Officials in almost every place hold multiple positions, but officials are also human beings. Some things they can't do alone, so they have to hire someone else to do."

"The bigger the official position, the more people he hires, and one is not enough. At least five people have to start. So many people rely on him to make a living alone. Do you think the salary given by the current emperor is enough?"

"Why are the more corrupt officials in the Ming Dynasty killed more and more? The main reason is that they are insufficient staff and their salary is not high enough!"

"If you want to work, you have to hire people, but if you hire people, you don't have enough money. If you don't have enough money, you have to embezzle. If you make corruption, you will be arrested and beheaded. This is a dead cycle."

"But if you embezzle, you may not be discovered, but if you don't hire someone, the yamen will definitely not be able to operate."

"This is because my corrupt officials in the court have been killed repeatedly."

"It's simply nonsense. According to what you say, are those corrupt officials still justified in embezzlement?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and governments at all levels imposed heavy taxes, resulting in the miserable life of the people in the world.

Zhu Yuanzhang grew up being exploited by these corrupt officials since he was a child.

Since he founded the Ming Dynasty, he vowed in his heart to create an ideal world without corrupt officials and without hunger.

But the little bastard in front of him actually defended the corrupt officials.

His heart is punishable.
Chapter completed!