341: Chapter 341 The Sorrows of Wang Jin, the Prefect of Nanjun

"I'm not certain!"

Wei Ping spoke truthfully.

"Truly?"

Hearing this, Wang Jin frowned.

Wei Ping said, "If the Yunmengze Water Bandits were so easy to eliminate, they would have been wiped out long ago. How could they have gathered in such numbers and become such a scourge?"

"Sigh!"

Wang Jin nodded.

He naturally knew that Wei Ping's words were reasonable.

"But..."

Wang Jin said, "This time, the Yunmengze Water Bandits went to Kuaiji Commandery to commit crimes. His Majesty the Head of State personally ordered our Nan Commandery's Louchuan Soldiers to wipe them out!"

"I know that, of course."

Wei Ping said after letting out a sigh.

The reason he was worried was precisely because of this point.

The Yunmengze Water Bandits were not that easy to suppress.

Once he failed to complete the orders from above, his time as the Commandery Commandant would come to an end.

Wei Ping had his own ambitions; he wanted to climb to an even higher position.

Besides Wei Ping, the other person who was worried was Wang Jin, the Governor of Nan Commandery.

The banditry in their Nan Commandery was severe. The commoners in the several counties around Yunmeng Marsh were repeatedly robbed of their property and grain. Not only were the people suffering unspeakably, but it also affected their business.

Once merchants from other regions learned about the severity of the banditry in Nan Commandery, they would stop coming there to do business.

Consequently, their Customs Revenue would decrease.

When it came to the year-end GDP assessments for each commandery, while other commanderies were far ahead, their Nan Commandery's GDP would be at the bottom.

Not only would he, as the Governor, lose face, but his competence would also be questioned.

If he didn't do a good job, he would have to step down once his term ended. Zhao Fusu was continuously refining the bureaucratic system.

In the past, officials could hold local office for ten or twenty years, working until retirement.

Now, if one lacked ability, they would have to step down at the end of a single term to make room for someone more capable.

Wang Jin had been in the position of Governor for three years. During these three years, due to the growth of the Yunmengze Water Bandits, the public security of Nan Commandery had plummeted, which also prevented the development of Nan Commandery's GDP.

Wang Jin wanted the Qin Nobility to come to Nan Commandery to open factories.

But the Qin Nobility feared that the factories they invested in and built in Nan Commandery would be smashed by the Yunmengze Water Bandits, so they all declined Wang Jin's invitations.

"These damned Water Bandits!"

Wang Jin utterly loathed these Yunmengze Water Bandits who prevented him from achieving political results.

While other commanderies in Great Qin were in full swing building factories and increasing their GDP, he could only watch in anxious frustration.

Ever since he had powerfully deterred the nobility of the Six States, and with Zhao Fusu using the railway to connect the Six States together, he had allowed the nobility of the Six States to return to their ancestral lands to build factories, such as Paper Mills, Silk Reeling Mills, Weaving Mills, and garment factories—various light industrial plants.

The large-scale construction of factories in the Six Lands could also reduce the number of idle people in those regions and improve social security.

Wang Jin grit his teeth.

With less than two years remaining, if he didn't find a way to develop the GDP, he would no longer be the Governor and would be removed from his post.

The Governor was the head of a commandery, equivalent to a Provincial Governor; walking out, one was awe-inspiring. Wang Jin didn't want to step down so soon; he hadn't had his fill of the position yet!

He had also visited Chang'an, which had the highest GDP.

The reason Chang'an's GDP was far ahead of the rest of Great Qin was that it was the first place in Great Qin to develop Real Estate.

Real Estate money was counted towards the GDP.

Buildings made of various types of cement—those houses weren't sold by the building, but by the unit.

One hundred coins per square meter; one hundred square meters was one gold!

A single building had twenty units; selling one building meant twenty gold.

A Residential Community had over a dozen buildings; that was two or three hundred gold!

Chang'an had developed hundreds of Real Estate projects; that was two or three thousand gold!

With the output value of various factories plus Real Estate, a mere Chang'an could crush the GDP of the entire Nan Commandery; in fact, the combined GDP of dozens of Great Qin's commanderies couldn't even match that of Chang'an.

For the sake of his political performance, Wang Jin naturally wanted to introduce this kind of advanced experience.

But the business environment in his Nan Commandery was too poor; no one came to build factories.

Without factories, how could one build Real Estate centered around them?

After the houses were built, they had to be sold!

Only then would it count towards the GDP!

"It's truly worrying to death!"

Wang Jin clenched his fists.