Lin Haoran handed the Langhao pen to Lin Fu next to him, smiled at the rich man Li in front of him, pointed to the words he had just written and said: "I have nothing to give to Mr. Li, but this word is the chat table book."

It’s the official’s wish!”

Facing this activist who has donated large amounts of money several times, he will naturally not be too stingy, and will also give more praise to this rich man who owns thousands of acres of fertile land.

Li Yuanwai looked at these words as if he had found a treasure, but he shyly raised his hands and said: "Lin Fuyin, ordinary people are ashamed to be worthy of this!"

Based on Lin Haoran's current calligraphy market, he can make a lot of money by changing hands, but Rich Man Li has no such idea. Firstly, he does not lack the money; secondly, what he wants is the reputation; thirdly, this

The collection value is immeasurable.

Sun Jixiang knew that Yuan Wai Li was obviously not telling the truth, and there was no way he could refuse this generous gift, so he helped roll up the words and handed them directly to Yuan Wai Li.

"No! Mr. Li was able to address the urgent needs of the villagers and donated money several times to help the people build roads. This is a great act of kindness!" Lin Haoran shook his head gently, approving in a serious manner.

Li Yuanwai took the words from Sun Jixiang's hand and faced the high-ranking Shuntian Prefecture Yin who praised him. He suddenly felt that his life had reached the pinnacle. He bowed respectfully and said: "Thank you so much to Lin Prefecture Yin for your love!"

"The progress of road construction in Yunmeng Township is still under your supervision. If there is any corruption, you can come and see me. I will definitely punish those who are corrupt!" Lin Haoran wiped his hands with a wet cloth and warned again.

road.

Whether this fund-raising monasticism can be sustained depends not only on giving these donors a good reputation, but also on ensuring that the funds can be used for practical purposes, so as to maintain the enthusiasm of these donors.

Because of this, he not only published the details of the payment on the bulletin board of the Shuntian government office, but also asked some active investors to supervise it, so as to eliminate corruption to the greatest extent.

Li Yuanwai seemed to be particularly concerned about this job, and sincerely complimented him: "The common people obey your orders! It is a blessing for the people of Shuntian to have an adult in charge of our Shuntian Mansion!"

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, please leave slowly!"

Lin Haoran led Lei Tongpan and others to escort Mr. Li to the door, and then said goodbye with him.

"Goodbye, common man!"

Mr. Li also bowed his hands to Lin Haoran respectfully and said goodbye, and then left happily with those words in his arms.

Lin Haoran watched Mr. Li leave, his eyes full of longing.

The divide between rich and poor is a contradiction that cannot be reconciled in any period. Only the rich above can use their wealth to do some charity, which can effectively alleviate this contradiction.

The contradiction between the rich and the poor also exists in Beijing. Although Lin Haoran is the governor of Shuntian, it is obviously impossible to "do whatever he wants" here like in Guangzhou, so he does not have many ways to make money.

He knew that there was no shortage of rich people in the capital, and many wealthy locals were interested in fame, so he used the propaganda method of "Shuntian Daily" to encourage more wealthy locals to donate money for road construction, which would benefit the economy of Sunchon Prefecture.

If you want to be rich, build roads first.

This is not only a classic saying in the early days of reform in later generations, it is also applicable in this era. If many crops can be easily transported to the capital, it will undoubtedly increase farmers' income.

Lin Haoran was aware of this traffic problem when he held the Lantern Festival. Due to traffic problems, especially when it rains, the roads become muddy, let alone carrying agricultural products into the city.

It is precisely because of this that he proposed the idea of ​​building roads and began to promote the plan of building roads. So far, it has achieved good results. The people in the east area of ​​the city are now able to transport their own agricultural products to the city through the newly built roads.

Sales in Beijing.

These seemingly unimportant measures have invisibly promoted the development of industry and commerce in the capital, and also made it easier for social wealth to penetrate into the people at the bottom.

"Lord Fu Yin, I have to take my leave first!"

Lei Tongpan and other officials also saluted Lin Haoran and also planned to devote themselves to government affairs.

In the current Shuntian government office, everyone performs their duties and is doing some facts. For example, in the matter of cultivating Taoism, they need to organize people to serve and repair the planned roads as soon as possible.

"Go slowly, don't send me away!"

Lin Haoran followed Lei Tongpan and others and said goodbye, then went directly back to the signing room.

After returning to the check-in room, Lin Fu brought him a cup of ginseng tea.

"Any news?"

Lin Haoran sat in front of his desk and slowly took a sip of ginseng tea, but suddenly an inexplicable sentence came out.

As the Beijing-Chariot drama begins, he must now not only focus on the affairs of Shuntian Mansion, but also put part of his energy on the Beijing-Chakra drama that has already begun, paying attention to the movements of all forces to determine whether he will

next step plan.

Sun Jixiang is now only responsible for helping with the affairs of Shuntian Mansion, allowing Lin Haoran to focus more on other matters, so he is still immersed in handling paperwork.

Lin Fu nodded solemnly, took out the small bamboo tube hidden in his waist, handed it to Lin Haoran politely and said: "Uncle Nineteen, I just received this!"

Lin Haoran took the small bamboo tube, flicked it, and a small rolled note fell from it. He opened the note carefully, but frowned and looked at the content on it in silence for a long time.

Sun Jixiang, who was dealing with paperwork, felt something strange. He raised his head and glanced at Lin Haoran, feeling slightly confused in his heart.

This should be a message sent by Fei Ge, but it is impossible to use this method in the south of the city, and it is even more impossible in Guangdong. When thinking about this, Sun Jixiang couldn't help but think of where Tiezhu was sent by Lin Haoran. There have been many

The days are no longer in the capital.

It was mid-February, and the secret of Jingcha’s interview order was released.

Although this matter must be kept secret, there is never any real secret in officialdom. Otherwise, the Yan family and his son would know about it before the emperor received it.

The same is true. The Metropolitan Procuratorate is not an airtight wall. It is natural that the contents of some interviews will be known to interested parties.

The interview orders for Zou Yinglong, Lin Run, Ling Ru and other officials were already in the hands of Lin Haoran. When he saw them pointing the finger at Ning Jiang and others, although he was well prepared, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Xu Jie indeed regarded them as a thorn in his side. The question now is what decision Guo Pu will make, what rating he will give Ning Jiang and others, and how the cabinet will deal with Ning Jiang and others.

For some officials with low ratings, the cabinet has removed them from office and assigned them to Nanjing and overseas assignments. However, no matter which decision it is, it is not good news for the officials involved.

However, on February 14th, another interview slip for an official came into Lin Haoran's hands.

Huang Jun, a member of the Guide Guards, was born in Zhenping County, Henan Province. He was elected in the 19th year of Jiajing and was buried in the 32nd year. He was appointed by the military officer to Shizhong, and he pointed the finger.

Huang Jun is a disciple of Xu Jie, but he is also a fellow villager of Guo Pu, which is intriguing. If he was ordered by Xu Jie, it would naturally be an insignificant matter, but what if he represents Guo Pu's will?

This is sometimes the case in officialdom, and it is difficult to distinguish between friends and foes. As for Guo Pu's true attitude, I am afraid that we can only truly know it from the rating list he submitted to the cabinet.

It's just that by that time, things may have been irreversible.
Chapter completed!