Festival 48

Yizhou City, the prefect's office.

The government office is where Qin Jian, the prefect of Sichuan, works on weekdays. When Qin Jian first arrived in Sichuan, there were so many traffic here. Basically, all the well-known figures in Sichuan had to find an opportunity to come and see him.

However, as Qin Jian gradually became marginalized by the traditional officialdom in the officialdom, the people who came to visit the government office gradually became rare. Until Qin Jian "defected", there was no one in front of the government office.

At that time, Qin Jian's concierge was idle for a long time.

After the empress ascended the throne, the system led by Xiao Heng took over Yizhou in full. After the ruling power of Gongzhou, Qin Jian also followed the situation and left behind to thank the guests, which made many people in the Qin Mansion not even realize that there was a transfer of power here.

At this point, Qin Jian has basically faded out of the political arena at other times, except for Xiao Heng's issuance of some administrative orders to places other than Yizhou and Gongzhou.

Originally, the prefectural office should have gradually faded out of people's sight in such a relaxed and pleasant environment, and finally completed a smooth transfer of power... However, Xiao Heng's "People-loan" policy brought the prefectural office back into people's sight.

It can be said that during the period when the food prices flew to the sky this winter, people did not starve to death, all relying on this policy of benefiting people.

However, not everyone feels grateful.

At this time, a large number of villagers holding sticks were gathering outside the Huimindai window.

These people were villagers from several nearby villages and towns that attacked Xiao Heng's prospecting team and died.

The reason why they gathered at the Huimindai window was because it was the only place where the prefect's yamen was still open to the public.

"Brother, that dog official is still pretending to be deaf and dumb..." said a strong and strong bearded man with tendons and flesh, with a little anxious tone.

A thin Zhugan, who had a gloomy eyes, heard this and looked at the scholar next to him who was dressed in a blue shirt but had a pockmarked face.

"Zhang Ermazi, is your plan OK?" The thin bamboo pole's voice seemed to be ground glass with coarse sandpaper, which was extremely uncomfortable just to hear.

"Don't worry, Boss Yao, Qin Jian is the most concerned about gaining fame and reputation. At this time, he has caused so many noble people because of the grain price and lending. Now is the weakest time..."

Zhang Ermazi, wearing a blue shirt, smiled confidently: "As the saying goes, a gentleman can deceive his own way, and it is natural to kill people and repay their lives, owing debts and paying them! Even Bao Heizi was forced to kill his nephew. I think Qin Jian would not protect that mere mistress."

"Hmph, it's better to do this. Although my second brother is a little reckless, he shouldn't die like this..."

The thin Zhugan's eyes flashed slightly, and the eyes that looked at the Qin Mansion gate became even more gloomy.

The bearded man who had been standing next to him frowned a little, as if he was quite disliked Zhang Ermazi.

"It's just that Qin Jian is the prefect after all, is it not good for us to force him like this?" The bearded man next to him finally couldn't help asking.

"Ha, stupid."

Zhang Ermazi seemed quite disdainful, and even looked at the bearded man with a look. However, due to Boss Yao's gaze, he finally reluctantly explained:

"The Qin Mansion just experienced a big battle, and was seriously injured due to the problem of low-priced food. The most important thing is that there are too many enemies inside and outside the Qin Mansion. Now all the pressure is on Qin Jian's head..."

"Why do you think I'm so sure?"

"We've been stuck here for only two days, and there have been no less than twelve nobles who have contacted us privately! Do you know who is here??"

Zhang Ermazi looked wild and unruly, as if he was a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

"Who are there?" asked the bearded man.

"You don't have to know."

Zhang Ermazi rolled his eyelids and didn't even look at the bearded man with his eyes open, but raised his chin to look at the sky.

In ancient terms, this is called "eyes are higher than the top" - when looking at people, they don't look at the person's face, but look at the top of their heads... Translated in modern vernacular, this is called "looking at people with their nostrils".

The bearded man felt the deep contempt from the cultural people, but he was troubled by the stupidest and could not refute it. He was so angry that the veins on his temples were bulging, his eyes staring like copper bells: "Don't look down on people!"

"Ha, you're thinking too much." Zhang Ermazi stared at the bearded man with his black nostrils, "I haven't seen you!"

"You!! Do you believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch?" The bearded man swung his fist like a casserole and shook it hard.

Zhang Ermazi seemed a little afraid and unconsciously shrank to the side of the thin bamboo pole.

"Okay, Ermazi is his own person, don't just shout and kill him if he's okay." Shou Zhugan waved his hand, suppressing the bearded man's anger.

"Hmph!" The bearded man glared at Zhang Ermazi tightly, turned around and felt unhappy.

"But it's not that the fourth brother is irritable. When will we have to wait for this?" Boss Yao, who looked like a thin bamboo pole, asked softly.

"This...it's probably going to be soon, it's going to be soon." Zhang Ermazi was actually unsure of this question.

This incident has been going on for two or three days, and more and more people are watching nearby. With such a big impact, the Qin Mansion should have taken action long ago, but the gates of the prefect are still closed, and the prefect Qin Jian is willing to be a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle.

how so?

Zhang Ermazi couldn't figure it out.

Thin Zhugan looked at Zhang Ermazi, who was not so confident, and said lightly: "I hope so."

...

In the prefect's yamen, Qin Jian was drinking tea, looking like an old god. Yizhou City, the prefect's yamen.

The government office is where Qin Jian, the prefect of Sichuan, works on weekdays. When Qin Jian first arrived in Sichuan, there were so many traffic here. Basically, all the well-known figures in Sichuan had to find an opportunity to come and see him.

However, as Qin Jian gradually became marginalized by the traditional officialdom in the officialdom, the people who came to visit the government office gradually became rare. Until Qin Jian "defected", there was no one in front of the government office.

At that time, Qin Jian's concierge was idle for a long time.

After the empress ascended the throne, the system led by Xiao Heng took over Yizhou in full. After the ruling power of Gongzhou, Qin Jian also followed the situation and left behind to thank the guests, which made many people in the Qin Mansion not even realize that there was a transfer of power here.

At this point, Qin Jian has basically faded out of the political arena at other times, except for Xiao Heng's issuance of some administrative orders to places other than Yizhou and Gongzhou.

Originally, the prefectural office should have gradually faded out of people's sight in such a relaxed and pleasant environment, and finally completed a smooth transfer of power... However, Xiao Heng's "People-loan" policy brought the prefectural office back into people's sight.

It can be said that during the period when the food prices flew to the sky this winter, people did not starve to death, all relying on this policy of benefiting people.

However, not everyone feels grateful.

At this time, a large number of villagers holding sticks were gathering outside the Huimindai window.

These people were villagers from several nearby villages and towns that attacked Xiao Heng's prospecting team and died.

The reason why they gathered at the Huimindai window was because it was the only place where the prefect's yamen was still open to the public.

"Brother, that dog official is still pretending to be deaf and dumb..." said a strong and strong bearded man with tendons and flesh, with a little anxious tone.

A thin Zhugan, who had a gloomy eyes, heard this and looked at the scholar next to him who was dressed in a blue shirt but had a pockmarked face.

"Zhang Ermazi, is your plan OK?" The thin bamboo pole's voice seemed to be ground glass with coarse sandpaper, which was extremely uncomfortable just to hear.

"Don't worry, Boss Yao, Qin Jian is the most concerned about gaining fame and reputation. At this time, he has caused so many noble people because of the grain price and lending. Now is the weakest time..."

Zhang Ermazi, wearing a blue shirt, smiled confidently: "As the saying goes, a gentleman can deceive his own way, and it is natural to kill people and repay their lives, owing debts and paying them! Even Bao Heizi was forced to kill his nephew. I think Qin Jian would not protect that mere mistress."

"Hmph, it's better to do this. Although my second brother is a little reckless, he shouldn't die like this..."

The thin Zhugan's eyes flashed slightly, and the eyes that looked at the Qin Mansion gate became even more gloomy.

The bearded man who had been standing next to him frowned a little, as if he was quite disliked Zhang Ermazi.

"It's just that Qin Jian is the prefect after all, is it not good for us to force him like this?" The bearded man next to him finally couldn't help asking.

"Ha, stupid."

Zhang Ermazi seemed quite disdainful, and even looked at the bearded man with a look. However, due to Boss Yao's gaze, he finally reluctantly explained:

"The Qin Mansion just experienced a big battle, and was seriously injured due to the problem of low-priced food. The most important thing is that there are too many enemies inside and outside the Qin Mansion. Now all the pressure is on Qin Jian's head..."

"Why do you think I'm so sure?"

"We've been stuck here for only two days, and there have been no less than twelve nobles who have contacted us privately! Do you know who is here??"

Zhang Ermazi looked wild and unruly, as if he was a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

"Who are there?" asked the bearded man.

"You don't have to know."

Zhang Ermazi rolled his eyelids and didn't even look at the bearded man with his eyes open, but raised his chin to look at the sky.

In ancient terms, this is called "eyes are higher than the top" - when looking at people, they don't look at the person's face, but look at the top of their heads... Translated in modern vernacular, this is called "looking at people with their nostrils".

The bearded man felt the deep contempt from the cultural people, but he was troubled by the stupidest and could not refute it. He was so angry that the veins on his temples were bulging, his eyes staring like copper bells: "Don't look down on people!"

"Ha, you're thinking too much." Zhang Ermazi stared at the bearded man with his black nostrils, "I haven't seen you!"

"You!! Do you believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch?" The bearded man swung his fist like a casserole and shook it hard.

Zhang Ermazi seemed a little afraid and unconsciously shrank to the side of the thin bamboo pole.

"Okay, Ermazi is his own person, don't just shout and kill him if he's okay." Shou Zhugan waved his hand, suppressing the bearded man's anger.

"Hmph!" The bearded man glared at Zhang Ermazi tightly, turned around and felt unhappy.

"But it's not that the fourth brother is irritable. When will we have to wait for this?" Boss Yao, who looked like a thin bamboo pole, asked softly.

"This...it's probably going to be soon, it's going to be soon." Zhang Ermazi was actually unsure of this question.

This incident has been going on for two or three days, and more and more people are watching nearby. With such a big impact, the Qin Mansion should have taken action long ago, but the gates of the prefect are still closed, and the prefect Qin Jian is willing to be a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle.

how so?

Zhang Ermazi couldn't figure it out.

Thin Zhugan looked at Zhang Ermazi, who was not so confident, and said lightly: "I hope so."
To be continued...