114 years in Asgard.
In a good year, the Immortal Palace harvested 600,000,000 kilograms of grain.
In some places, there is suspicion of a rampant trend of comparison, and the increasingly exaggerated per-acre yield reports are making local city lords miserable.
Due to Li Changsheng's persistence in the rule of law and the fact that aristocratic families, dignitaries, and officials had abused their power many times before, the City Lord's Mansion, as a local administrative agency, had been domesticated into a mere tool with extremely limited power.
As for the grain tax, which is of utmost importance in an agricultural society, they cannot touch it at all and can only mechanically carry out the orders of the Immortal Palace.
But now too many people are handing in grain indiscriminately, and local authorities need to verify it according to procedures. This is to prevent local authorities from using a good harvest as an excuse to increase taxation, and on the other hand, it is also to protect local authorities.
The City Lord's Mansion has reported the situation. As long as the situation is correct, they will be exempted from liability no matter what happens.
Commonly known as passing the buck.
Li Changsheng's desk was also piled with documents, which were basically the grain collection information of various regions. For this reason, Qingxuan, Taiyin Xingjun, Zhu Xue and others also needed to help review the account books compiled by the lower-level departments.
Although the actual work of the department responsible for collecting grain has been completed, they only need to confirm and stamp it. The immortal palace monks with a century of administrative memory are already familiar with it, and there will be basically no problems.
“But you still have to watch it.”
Li Changsheng lay in the arms of Taiyin Xingjun, holding the account book in one hand and comforting Zhu Xue, who was dissatisfied with the temporary increase in work, with the other hand.
"If you don't pay attention today, your subordinates will dare to do things perfunctorily tomorrow and fool you the day after tomorrow. In addition, sometimes people blindly follow others. People in some areas pay too much, which is sometimes not enough to deal with emergencies, so I need to cover for them."
"It is urgent to return some of the grain to the people in the form of rewards."
Nowadays, many areas have a trend of comparison, whoever pays more grain is more glorious. And face is more important than life for many people. Some old people even think that they only have a few years left to live, so they might as well pay all the grain.
Some people don't have much money themselves, but they tighten their belts and brag about how much they have paid.
Li Changsheng felt that he had to coax such a stupid child. It would definitely not work to send the food back directly. Not to mention the workload involved, most people would not accept it.
Therefore, it is necessary to distribute some food to everyone in the form of rewards to ensure their living needs.
This will not hurt the people's self-esteem and will also reduce the workload.
"As a ruler, you should be a role model for the world. Shushu, how can you say you are tired?"
Zhu Xue grumbled in dissatisfaction: "But I'm not Jun, and the Immortal promised me that he would go with me this year."
"But I want Shushu to be my king."
"Why?"
"This is the family business that I have worked so hard to build. Of course I want to pass it on to the people closest to me. Look at the emperors of the mortal dynasties hundreds of years ago. How could they pass it on to outsiders?"
Li Changsheng said this with a serious face, and this immediately made Zhu Xue, who had a pure heart, go from angry to happy. She was so happy that she smiled with two dimples.
She hugged Li Changsheng's thigh and confirmed it over and over again.
"I'm the closest person, really?"
"Really, but you also have to work hard to become someone worthy of this position."
“Yeah!”
Zhu Xue's mind was fully open, and there were dozens or even hundreds of account books in front of her. She was able to do everything at once, and she was equivalent to an entire grain collection department.
The most important thing is that Zhu Xue is absolutely loyal to Li Changsheng. She will not lie, and will not deceive Li Changsheng for her own selfish reasons.
The old Taoist priest next to him couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, and there were some memories in his cloudy eyes.
Many years ago, a Taoist priest told him the same thing, and then he worked hard for the world for a thousand years.
At that time, he was as happy as Zhu Xue.
Maybe this is inheritance.
Heaven and earth are in constant flow, countless geniuses have appeared and fallen, all of which are fleeting. Only the way of heaven and the immortals are eternal.
"Xiao Qi, how about playing a few games with me?"
Li Changsheng's voice, as gentle as the spring breeze, interrupted Qingxuan's recollection. He looked up and saw an ordinary face, just like that year, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Either the figures overlap, or the Taoist has not changed from beginning to end.
"It's been a long time since I played chess with the Immortal."
Qingxuan did not refuse, and sat in front of the chessboard with his body that showed signs of decay.
As a master of talismans, he had few rivals in chess and preferred chess for entertainment. Compared to Li Changsheng who was proficient in everything, Qingxuan was very focused.
With a high verdict, the gap naturally widened.
Li Changsheng was no match for Qingxuan and quickly lost the game.
Qing Xuan said modestly: "The Immortal has many hobbies, and has invested very little in chess, but he is only slightly worse than me."
Although he was being modest, what he said was indeed the truth. Spending the same amount of time, Qingxuan did not think he could beat the Immortal.
Even if he lived 4,000 years, he probably wouldn't have even 1/3 of Li Changsheng's abilities. For example, he could only learn a dozen or 20 magical powers at most, definitely not thousands.
Li Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Come again."
"OK."
Qing Xuan waved his hand and all the chess pieces returned to the chess box. Then he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Please go first, Immortal."
Li Changsheng picked up the white piece and casually placed it in the middle. It was Qingxuan's turn, and he also casually placed the black piece, but before it landed on the board, his heart suddenly sank.
The chessboard in front of him enlarged infinitely, and in an instant it seemed to transform into heaven and earth.
And every time a chess piece is placed, it is like moving a mountain.
“…”
Then Qingxuan lost a day and a night.
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