Zhao Xing, who was lying in the wooden basin, was very tired. His whole body seemed to have been completely wiped out, leaving only a pile of rotten meat, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

The well-behaved and beautiful maid kept testing the water temperature in the bathtub with her hands, adding hot water and cold water at a time to make the water temperature in the bathtub suitable for the body.

"Can you use a basin outside to adjust the cold and hot water, and then pour it into my bathtub? Otherwise, your basin of cold water, and then a basin of hot water, make me feel the pain of the two heavens of ice and fire. Do you think your conscience does not hurt?" Zhao Xing had to start teaching these maids in a quiet voice.

Sometimes people in ancient times were really stupid. It was such a simple little thing. Just sit down and think about it carefully and think about it carefully. But often they don’t sit down and think about it carefully, but it is actually a summary. They just doctrinally implement the methods that predecessors have been implementing. Because the ancients were not good at summarizing, it took a long time to make a small progress, even centuries to achieve a breakthrough.

Now Zhao Xing no longer dared to criticize their stupidity with a harsh expression. He did this at the beginning, but the result was not that these little maids cried in grievance, but that they were directly and treacherously and were almost stubborn. If it weren't for the timely discovery, it would have caused someone to die.

Although in this era, a nobleman did not even leave the soles of his feet when he was a maid, that is, a slave. In order for a guest to appreciate the beautiful hands of a maid, he immediately cut off the maid's hands and gave them to the guest. This not only did not be despised and condemned, but became a beautiful story.

Zhao Xing couldn't do this. After all, he had the simple values ​​of later generations. In Zhao Xing's idea, if the guest likes that hand, even the owner of the hand gave it to him. Wouldn't it be better to let a lively hand appear in front of that guest from time to time? But he never thought about it, nor did he think about it. If he gave the owner of these hands to that guest, would the owner of these hands live worse than death? Because he came to this world, sometimes what he thought about was getting closer and closer to the people of this world, and the philosophy of life in this world.

For example, if I had a beautiful performance yesterday, I would never restrain myself if I had not followed the rules of the current world, and now I would have no chance to lie here and bathe in warm bath water. It is very likely that he had already lie on the cemetery.

When he thought of yesterday's bet, he felt magnificent and excited.

What he was excited about was not the king and the nobles, but recognized his ideas; what he was excited about was that the income from this gambling was reported later, so it was not necessary to lose.

Being a wealthy man in the Warring States Period was Zhao Xing's ultimate goal. To assist a king and become the emperor of the ages is nothing more than a side job.

Of course, it would be perfect if you could be a rich uncle in the Warring States Period and a powerful uncle.

Considering politics is too annoying, it is happiest to count money, so Zhao Xing chose to do happy things.

Putting all the property of a man who can support two thousand families and arm three thousand families into his pocket is a huge wealth.

If a bet is about to fail, it is when everyone warms up, and they lose very little, which is a drizzle.

In the second bet, Zhao Xing's unexpected saddle and stirrup almost won all the city of Handan, and even the empress dowager and king were not spared. With such odds, Zhao Xing became the richest man in Zhao overnight.

"The Queen Mother's money is all her own money. We pay it back as much as possible. Well, a little loss of fading and wear is added, so just double the amount. The king's? We must follow the rules and let us accept it with a smile."

Some people cannot reach out to their money, even if they are won by gambling, it is not enough to win. In later generations, gamble with their superiors and lose money is your honor. This principle is applicable everywhere. Otherwise, when you just put the leader’s money in your pocket, your eye mask and shoes are already running wildly.

Xu Jie and Han Ce agreed deeply, so they arranged a deposit on the account book and ordered the smartest person to send it back quietly, hoping that the Queen Mother would eat an extra bowl of meat soup tonight.

It is the responsibility of being a minister to make the queen mother eat well and feel good. This is filial piety.

As for the king's mood, it's the details, and you don't have to care. A little kid has no idea about money.

"The odds of Zong Zheng and Feiyi Le Chi and others should be calculated quickly with the referee, so that no one should be bad." When Zhao Xing thought that Zong Zheng and Feiyi had taken advantage of him for nothing, he hated him and asked them to take the money for nothing. He felt distressed, so he muttered: "This group of old guys has caused me a lot of losses. They should deduct taxes and then pay them to the treasury."

Xu Jie said with distress: "In that way, we can only take out the tax deduction."

Zhao Xing stopped and thought: "Gambling tax deductions, this policy should be implemented. This is a little commission for those who have won for nothing, so that they can make some contributions to the country. Is it standard? It is calculated based on 20% of the money. If they are given out for free, they will not feel distressed. In this way, the treasury will have a huge income in the past year."

Xu Jie also thought about it and then agreed. "Good Dharma is good. Now I will calculate how much we should pay."

"Why do we hand over?" Zhao Xing looked at Xu Jie in surprise, thinking that he was an idiot.

"Aren't you just said?"

Zhao Xing patiently explained to him: "The introduction of a policy requires me to carefully consider the whole story before I can submit it to the monarch, and then everyone will discuss and discuss it in the court, and finally implement it."

Xu Jie asked anxiously for the country: "When will you ask?"

Zhao Xing thought for a moment: "Let's go next spring."

Han Ce nodded: "The Lord is really a steady and rigorous person."

Xu Jie reminded Zhao Xing: "The Lord has enough money, which is enough to make all the nobles in the entire Zhao State jealous. It is to take it out and contribute it to the country to avoid disaster."

Zhao Xing stopped and said to Xu Jie: "The way you gave me is not to avoid disaster, but to increase the hatred between scholars and nobles."

Xu Jie didn't understand.

"You are still from the Xihe School. The Xihe School - Ah, it is no longer Confucianism, but more like the Legalists. So, you are no longer a disciple of Confucius. But have you not learned Confucius' criticism of Zigong, either?"

Everyone knows the allusion of Zigong sending slaves.

"Is the idea you gave me different from this allusion? The country needs it and can tax gambling income legitimately. I pay it according to the charter. This is called a rule. But I feel uneasy because I have obtained such a large sum of money. If I take the initiative to donate, it is a bad precedent. At that time, anyone who makes a profit from gambling will have to donate, and there will be unwilling people to hate me. I will not do stupid things about spending money to buy hatred. I am angry about your character who is determined to harm the Lord. Zhao Hu - forget it, forget it." As soon as Zhao Hu mentioned, Zhao Xing's expression seemed to be disappointed again.

When he came to this world alone, Junqiu San Hundreds were his first family members. Zhao Hu's innocence and loyalty made Zhao Xing miss him. Every time he thought of Zhao Hu who committed suicide to take care of his reputation, Zhao Xing felt guilty and felt very depressed.

Xu Jie continued to suggest: "The Zhao Laoer family has no more fire sticks, which makes many people feel pity for their family. Since the Lord has a lot of money, it has become jealous, and the Zhao Laoer family has gained the sympathy of many people. Then why doesn't the Lord show your kindness and tolerance? Return an inconspicuous garden and a small piece of land to the Zhao Laoer family's family's family to survive. In this way, it will win the praise of people all over the world for you. You are already a nobleman, and you should be a model of a noble gentleman."

Zhao Xing was not really upset about Xu Jie's always giving bad ideas. The reason was that he knew that Xu Jie was based on the moral foundation of this era and really considered himself.

But Zhao Xing had the idea of ​​transforming the scholars of this era, so he asked him with his eyes squinted: "A garden, a small piece of land, for me now, of course there are not many or many others. However, if I take it out and return it to Zhao Laoer's family, I may have won the approval of the nobles and gentlemen. But can I get the gratitude of Zhao Laoer's family for me? Can I get them no longer hated me?"

Xu Jie thought for a moment, then shook his head rationally: "No."

Zhao Xing shouted: "Since I took out the things but still gained hatred, then I'm just like letting my food give my enemies a chance to revenge me. Am I that stupid? In fact, everyone in the world should admire me because I didn't beat the dog in the water and I didn't kill the weeds. This is enough to show my kindness. Could you let me do something else?"

Xu Jie was speechless.
Chapter completed!