"Even the road from Yuntong County to Wanghai County was built with my own money, as well as the huge shipyard. With so many projects together, you know I spent hundreds of thousands of gold."

Yang Gan glanced at the silent Lao Gao, knowing that this old boy would not be easily persuaded, and continued.

"There are also border troops. How many do you think there are now?"

"One hundred and fifty thousand." Lao Gao still knew this.

"Shit, 150,000 is a standing army. The grasslands don't need people to pull them. Those brought by Tian Zong don't count? Those who take care of the slaves don't count? I pay for all these."

Finally, Lao Gao showed a horrified expression. He swallowed and spoke with great difficulty.

"What about military spending?"

"hey-hey."

Yang Gan said with a gloomy face, "I killed so many scholar-bureaucrats, refused Young Master Jie's offer to recruit me, and even killed a feudal lord. Do you think the court officials can let me go?"

"The military expenditure has long been gone. If it weren't for my support, you think Yuntong would still be as prosperous as it is now, and it would have been conquered by the Huns long ago."

Yang Gan's voice was low, but Lao Gao was shocked and dumbfounded.

Seeing that the heat was about the same, Yang Qian sighed and said.

"Let's do this. You go and give me a list of all the officials according to their levels, and I will give you bonuses based on the annual tax revenue of Yuntong County." Junqu Pavilion

Lao Gao was stunned for a moment, then said with great joy, "Your Majesty, are you serious about what you said?"

"Well, seeing that everyone's life is getting better, I have to consider it for you, but let me explain in advance that I have my own assessment system."

"Every New Year, I will take assessments. If you want to get more, then you should manage Yuntong County well."
Chapter completed!