Chapter 157 Heshen: It's all His Majesty's pot! Magistrate Hu Zongxian
The ice melted, leaving a puddle of water in the redwood ice tray.
Elegant rosewood tables and chairs, green orchids with a hint of yellow, and landscape paintings hanging on the walls... This place doesn't look like a room in a posthouse at all.
If so, then it is a deluxe suite.
In the hall, He Shen drank the herbal tea in his cup slowly, as if waiting for Zheng Chen to digest the news.
"With my lord..."
After the shock, Zheng Chen forcefully drank a sip of tea, not even noticing the tea leaves in the bowl entering his mouth.
"Master He told me this news in advance, do you want to..." He looked at He Shen, somewhat unsure of what to say.
Now that the news has not spread, we can still take advantage of the opportunity to buy the land from the common people at a low price.
There is no need to wait until the levee is built. As soon as the news of damming and silting the land spreads, the price of the land will inevitably increase exponentially. When the time comes, if it is sold, it will be an unimaginable huge sum of money.
He Shen was very satisfied with Zheng Chen's reaction and said to him with a smile: "I tell you in advance because I know it and everyone in the world knows that the Zheng family is not short of land or money."
Zheng Chen smiled bitterly: "Master He thinks too highly of us. Where in the world are there people who are not short of land and money?"
He Shen said with a smile: "Isn't that the Zheng family? I believe that you will definitely not buy Lutian just to make a fortune."
Using this kind of information gap to make money and land is a very bad reputation!
You first bought people's land at a low price. When the news spreads, won't people realize that they have been fooled? Not only will they scold you, they will even go to the government to file a complaint.
The Zheng family will never accept such an attack on their credibility!
They sit in the state of Zheng, and they have massive fields in Xingyang and Bianzhou, and there is no shortage of these fields. When they reach this point, they are pursuing something else.
In Xingyang and Bianzhou, the Zheng family's words were more effective than the government. They handled rural litigation, built almshouses, orphanages and widows' homes, took the initiative to collect taxes every year, paid the taxes to the court, provided disaster relief, and even gave distribution to the people who could not survive.
land……
How could a giant like this, which took the initiative to allocate land to other countries for the sake of a good reputation, make money by buying at low prices and selling at high prices?
That means losing the watermelon and picking up the sesame seeds!
Zheng Chen shook his head gently, put down the tea cup, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, to be honest with you, I just heard your words for the first time, I...I really..."
Liu Quan hurriedly came up, carrying a big teapot, and refilled the tea for the two of them.
He Shen laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, there is no perfect person in the world. If Mr. Zheng can tell it, he is much better than those hypocrites."
Zheng Chen's expression was still a bit unnatural: "Master He, this news is still...it's better not to spread it anymore..."
"Or spread it all at once."
He Shen smiled and took a sip of tea.
When the Ministry of Industry drew up the drawings, the news must have started to leak out.
In addition, people from the Ministry of Industry said that not only the south bank needs to be built, but the north bank must also be built. Even if there is no leakage here, can it be guaranteed that there will be no leakage on the other side?
When He Shen thought of Yan Song plagiarizing his own ideas, He Shen felt itchy with hatred, but there was nothing he could do about it.
You can build embankments on the south bank, why can't you let the north bank build them?
"With my lord..."
Zheng Chen nodded slowly and understood He Shen's intention: "You want to let the news out so that the land-owning people know that the imperial court is going to dam and silt the land."
"If they know this news and know that the land in their hands is valuable, they will definitely not sell it easily again."
"good."
He Shen smiled and nodded, his fat face full of helplessness: "When the court posts a notice, it will also put out another notice at the same time."
"Since the beginning of August, all land deeds and sales in Xingyang and Bianzhou will not be counted. If the land is still to be delivered after the notice is issued, the government will not accept the change of land deeds."
The meaning of the latter sentence is that from the day the notice was posted, if you want to give money to others for free, then just buy land. Anyway, after the money is spent, the land will not be in your hands.
"What……"
Zheng Chen was stunned and looked at He Shen dumbfounded: "Master He, this... there has never been such a rule since ancient times..."
If the notice is really issued, those big households and landowners will definitely be in trouble.
Although the Zheng family does not care much about these places, there are still many wealthy gentry families in Xingyang and Bianzhou who do. They are the most powerful force in Xingyang and Bianzhou.
"It didn't happen before, but it does now."
Heshen also had a grimace on his face, saying in his heart that I can't afford to take the blame, so Your Majesty should do it...
"Mr. Zheng, do you think I want this?"
He Shen clapped his hands and said helplessly: "The land is right there. As long as I buy it now, it will be nothing but money!"
Zheng Chenxin said yes, how could you and your Excellency let go of such an opportunity?
"But it doesn't work..."
He Shen sighed helplessly and said with a sad face: "Before coming to Xingyang this time, Your Majesty told me and Prime Minister Yan that we cannot let the people of Xingyang survive the famine without having any land to cultivate."
"Your Majesty also ordered that if Prime Minister Yan and I fail to handle things well, we will be severely punished when we go back. How can a minister turn a deaf ear to your Majesty's words?"
Zheng Chen nodded slowly, looking thoughtful.
In fact, he also understood that for a high-ranking official like Heshen, if he didn't want to buy land himself, he certainly didn't want others to buy land.
The reason is very simple. Many large households with successful candidates and Jinshi are exempt from taxes.
If all the land is bought by them, the taxes collected by the court will only become less and less, and the less the taxes, the less tax-eating ministers like Yan Song and He Shen will earn...
Zheng Chen suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is devoted to the people, which is a blessing for me to do so!"
"The people of Xingyang and Bianzhou know that they will always be grateful for your majesty's kindness...as well as the kindness of your Majesty and Yan Xiang."
"Haha, how can I compare with His Majesty?"
The hall had completely cooled down. Although He Shen was smiling, there was a trace of sweat on his forehead.
Kindness is true, but the prerequisite is that it can withstand the backlash of many large households and wealthy businessmen.
Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents. When the time comes, those who borrowed grain will not be allowed to buy land, and I'm afraid something will happen again...
He Shen smiled dryly and said: "Your Majesty is wise and brave, loves the people like a son, and is far-sighted. He must be the leader of the ZTE in Daqian."
He is also the best scapegoat.
If these big businessmen get into trouble, they may try to break up with him and Shen and secretly cause trouble.
But as long as Heshen throws all the blame to the emperor, it is impossible for them to go to the capital to quarrel with the emperor.
Even if there are such people, I believe that His Majesty the Emperor has many ways to deal with them...
Zheng Chen was stunned when he heard this and looked at He Shen dubiously: "Master He, although your Majesty is talented and intelligent, he has not been crowned yet..."
The words stopped abruptly, but He Shen already understood what he meant.
"Now it has begun to show its strength."
He Shen stood up and said with a stern face: "Your Majesty is far-sighted, good at literature and martial arts, diligent in politics and caring for the people, and does not like glitz. With your Majesty now, the Daqian Dynasty will surely prosper and recreate the prosperous age of Taizu."
Zheng Chenben had already picked up the teacup and sipped it gently, and was stunned when he heard this.
Is he really that awesome?
But He Shen suddenly added: "Of course, His Majesty forced me to add the prohibition on buying land. It has nothing to do with me and someone. I was also coerced by him."
Ahem~
Zheng Chen choked and almost spit out the water.
It turns out that this is what you always had in mind.
"Mr. Zheng, do you understand what I mean?" He Shen looked at the embarrassed Zheng Chen with a smile.
"I understand, I understand."
Zheng Chen wiped the water with a handkerchief and said with a wry smile: "Our Zheng family will help Mr. He and explain this matter clearly to others."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zheng!"
He Shen smiled even brighter, stood up and helped Zheng Chen wipe the water stains on the table.
"I can't do it, I can't do it."
Zheng Chen hurriedly expressed that he would come by himself. At the same time, he raised his head and asked curiously: "However, Sir, there is something I still don't understand."
"I have heard that your Majesty is very talented today, but he doesn't like studying the day after tomorrow. Is he really as wise and powerful as Mr. He said?"
In the past, Zheng Chen would never have asked such a question, but now that he has just reached an agreement with He Shen, if he is still so cautious, it will make both parties feel uncomfortable.
He Shen pondered for a moment, with a bit of embarrassment on his fat face: "Mr. Zheng, I really don't know how to answer you..."
Zheng Chen smiled and said: "Master He, just watch and return."
He Shen leaned back on his chair, wandered for a moment, and then said sheepishly: "Some of what I just said is true, but there are also some exaggerations."
"Yeah." Zheng Chen nodded, waiting expectantly for his next words.
He Shen picked up the tea on the table and sipped it gently.
Zheng Chen was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: "Is it over?"
"Of course it's over."
He Shen glanced at him inexplicably: "What else does Mr. Zheng want me to say?"
Zheng Chen almost spit out his blood. What's the difference between you saying this and not saying it?
Which ones are true? Which ones are exaggerated? How exaggerated can they be?
"With your lord."
Zheng Chen looked at him speechlessly: "At least you can do it..."
"Don't say it, don't say it."
He Shen looked enigmatic. He stood up and walked with his hands behind his back, shaking his head slowly.
"How your Majesty is, it is not for me to guess. Sometimes he puts benevolence first, sometimes he is ruthless, sometimes he is foolish and absurd, and sometimes he is a bit like a wise king..."
"Wait~"
Zheng Chen grasped the key point: "Master He, I only know that Your Majesty is a benevolent king. He ordered the Imperial Army not to harm the people of Wu State, and also told Master He that the victims should not lose their land. This shows his benevolence."
"But when did he become cruel again?"
He Shen couldn't hold it in for a long time, and was just waiting for Zheng Chen to ask this question: "Mr. Zheng, you don't know this, and there are probably only three people in the world who know about this."
Hearing this, Zheng Chen shrank his neck and retreated: "Master He, since it is so important, then I might as well not listen..."
"It's not something important, it's just that I'm holding it in my heart and feeling overwhelmed."
He Shen sighed: "I only told Mr. Zheng about this matter. I just hope that Mr. Zheng will not spread the word anymore."
Zheng Chen was as panicked as an old dog. He waved his hands repeatedly and was about to get up: "Forget it, forget it. Sir, I won't listen to you anymore."
"No, no, I have to tell you today." He Shen was afraid that he would run away, so he hurriedly walked up and pushed him down on the chair.
Zheng Chen is old and frail, so naturally he can't resist this fat man. He is pressed on the chair and is crying without tears. How can you be like this?
"I'm afraid Mr. Zheng also knows about Ma Jiyuan, the magistrate of Zhongmou County, right?" He Shen said solemnly.
Zheng Chen was stunned and nodded subconsciously: "Of course I know."
"At the beginning, I played a trick and used the imperial envoy's royal order flag to behead Ma Jiyuan in Changpingcang, Zhongmou County."
He Shen took back his hand, pacing in the hall, shaking his head and sighing: "After the news came out that day, colleagues in Xingyang and Bianzhou said that He Shen was too cruel and unkind."
"How can an official of the imperial court kill someone just as he says?"
Zheng Chen smiled dryly and said: "Master He only listened to the words of those in the official circles, but did not listen to the words of the folks."
"The people in Ma Jiyuan, a land of mermaids and meat, have been suffering for a long time. I beheaded this man. I don't know how many people applauded, and I don't know how many people praised you as the great master of Qingtian!"
"And once this person is eliminated, the officials in both places will understand Mr. He's determination to provide disaster relief and fight against corruption. To be honest, Mr. He, there are far fewer local officials who dare to lend their hands to the disaster relief food this time! In previous years, we in Xingyang wanted to
I don’t even dare to think about it…”
He Shen sighed and shook his head slightly: "What do I need these for?"
"To be honest, Mr. Zheng, as soon as this incident came out, several of my disciples and friends wrote to me, asking me why I did such a reckless and impulsive move..."
Only then did Zheng Chen come to his senses. He Shen's foundation was in the officialdom. No matter whether people scolded him or praised him, it had no effect on him.
"Then, sir, you still..."
Halfway through, Zheng Chen suddenly reacted and looked at He Shen with wide eyes: "Could it be that His Majesty asked you to do this?"
He Shen nodded slightly and sighed: "If Your Majesty had not insisted on doing this, I would not have done such a violent thing."
"But Your Majesty..." Zheng Chen subconsciously wanted to ask.
But He Shen shook his head directly, suppressing all Zheng Chen's questions.
"I have been very depressed these days, so I came to Mr. Zheng to talk like this."
He Shen sighed while pacing.
What is meant by "De Long Wang Shu" is that he not only wants the safety promised by His Majesty the Emperor, but also wants his disciples and followers to continue to be attached to him and preserve his glory and wealth.
This is the mentality of He Shen at this time.
He shook his head gently to get rid of these messy thoughts from his mind, turned to look at Zheng Chen, and said with emotion: "So Mr. Zheng should not ask about Your Majesty anymore. So many adults meet in court every day."
, I can’t even guess what His Majesty is thinking. Now that I’m thousands of miles away from someone, how can I explain it to you orally?”
"My lord, if you can tell me this, I will be satisfied."
Zheng Chen stood up in a hurry: "I'm satisfied, I'm really satisfied."
Fortunately, this is nothing. If you and your Excellency really reveal any secrets, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it.
He Shen looked at him with a smile: "I hope the Zheng family will cooperate with us in future disaster relief and opening up the river. It is best to make the south bank faster than the north bank."
Zheng Chen gave a wry smile, He Shen was in the south and Yan Song was in the north. They couldn't afford to offend either one...
North Bank, Yuanwu County.
He Shen is still discussing with Zheng Chen about posting the notice, which is in the conceptual stage, but the North Bank side is already preparing for action.
In the backyard of the original Wu County government office, Yan Song, wearing a straight blue silk shirt, sat behind the desk, holding a rabbit hair black pen in his hand and writing a document on the paper.
There is a breeze blowing through the hall, and it is neither dry nor hot.
The tall figure of the former Wuzhi County is wrapped in a blue official robe. The colorful embroidered Xichibuzi on the chest is about to fly. The short beard like ink under the chin is mixed with dots of white. The appearance is pale, the eyes are like cold stars, and the eyebrows are
He also has a bit of a heroic spirit, and he is obviously a man with great ideas.
The magistrate sat at the bottom and said to Yan Song respectfully: "Mr. Yan, since the notice will be posted in a few days, do we need to strictly keep the news in these days to prevent big households from getting wind of it?"
Yan Song put down his pen and raised his head with a smile: "Why keep the news strictly? So what if you let them know?"
The former magistrate of Wuxian County raised his hands and said: "Mr. Yan, these big households in the county are all greedy for profit. If these people are really allowed to know the news in advance through the doorway of the county government, they will definitely have the mentality of not being held responsible.
, ignoring the ban and buying land on a large scale."
He had a headache on his face, and he obviously had a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of wealthy country squire: "If you can successfully get through in the end, you will obviously take advantage."
"If you can't get through it, the most you can do is get your money back."
It is impossible for big investors not to do this kind of temptation that is impossible to lose money!
Yan Song chuckled and shook his head: "Ruzhen, if I change the notice to read, from the beginning of August, all land, land deeds and sales in Xingyang and Bianzhou will not be counted. From August 25th,
If the settlement still has to be completed and the government will not accept the change of land title, will they still buy it?"
"this……"
Hu Zongxian, the current former magistrate of Wuxian County, was startled. It was August 25, the day before yesterday.
If this is the case, there will be a cost for the big business owners to test it. If the court gets to the bottom of it, they will have to give away money for free.
Hu Zongxian's two sword eyebrows were deeply frowned. He hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "Returning to Prime Minister Yan, I think that there will still be big investors who will buy the brine repellent land by the river, but those who dare to take the gamble should be inferior to
It turns out there were more.”
"good."
Yan Song nodded lightly, looking at him with admiration in his eyes: "This is a profitable business. As long as there is a chance, someone will take the risk. This is what I want."
"Senior Prime Minister?"
Hu Zongxian was startled and looked up at Yan Song.
Yan Song slowly walked out from behind the desk with his hands behind his back, looked at him with a smile and said: "Ruzhen, you have been a local official for so many years. Although you have been rated high in the evaluation every year and have outstanding achievements, it is precisely because of this that you have not been elected."
It lacks a bit of vigor~"
Hu Zongxian stood up hurriedly: "Prime Minister Yan, I'm going to lower my official position..."
"Don't worry."
Yan Song waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down: "I know that if you want to make some political achievements in the local area, it is impossible not to have good dealings with these big business owners."
"Prime Minister Yan..."
Hu Zongxian's voice was excited, and his face was full of emotion after being understood.
"But blindly compromising with this kind of person is not advisable."
Yan Song changed his voice and suddenly looked at Hu Zongxian seriously, and his words were a bit stern: "Ru Zhen, remember not to lose your vigor in being an official, otherwise you will just be like those silverfish in the dead body, living in idleness, waiting for others.
I’m going to retire and return to my hometown.”
The atmosphere in the hall became solemn, and the breeze in the hall seemed to be stagnant for a moment.
Hu Zongxian tensed up and hurriedly raised his hand and said respectfully: "Yes, Prime Minister Yan, I have received a lesson from you."
"Haha~"
Yan Song chuckled and shook his head: "I told you not to be so nervous."
"You have served as an official in many places and have outstanding political achievements. You must have your own ideas. If the truth is true, you can just listen and refer to it. Don't take it too seriously."
As he laughed out loud, the atmosphere in the hall naturally relaxed.
Hu Zongxian also breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said: "The words of the strict prime minister, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, are a warning to the lower officials. The lower officials will definitely remember them in their hearts, reflect on them every day, and dare not forget them!"
"It doesn't have to be this way."
Yan Song smiled and shook his head: "The truth is that you have not lost your energy, so I said this."
"This time when the imperial court is constructing dams and silting the land, it will inevitably encounter many setbacks. Only by keeping the spirit of your heart can you successfully complete the imperial errands."
Yan Song smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I actually believe that between Xingyang and Bianzhou, Yuanwu County will be the fastest and best for embankment construction!"
The prime minister, who is more than ten thousand people, actually patted a small county magistrate on the shoulder!
Faced with such an intimate move, even Hu Zongxian could not suppress his excitement for a moment: "Ms. Yan, I thank you for your good intentions. If I can't repair the embankment as quickly as possible, I will have no face to face Prime Minister Yan!"
Yan Song smiled and nodded: "Okay, this is spirit, this is the responsibility of a county! I really did not misjudge you."
"When the big business owner with evil intentions has learned a lesson, and other people try to criticize Lu Tian again, they will have to think carefully about it."
"I thank you, Prime Minister Yan!" Hu Zongxian bowed deeply.
How could he not see that the situation set up by Yan Song was entirely to pave the way for the damming and siltation behind him.
Yan Song looked at Hu Zongxian with a smile: "One more thing. Subsequent damming and siltation will definitely flood many houses. You need to send someone to discuss it with them, make it clear, and make compensation."
"Don't do good things for the people and then make them complain."
"Yes, I have learned a lesson from you."
Hu Zongxian bowed his head and said respectfully: "Prime Minister Yan is so considerate of the people and considers the people's ills. I believe that the people will never forget Prime Minister Yan's kindness."
He raised his head with a touch of emotion on his face: "Prime Minister Yan cares about the people. The folks in Yuanwu County will definitely be grateful for Prime Minister Yan's kindness, build a shrine for Prime Minister Yan, and set up a monument next to the embankment, naming the embankment 'Yan Xiang'."
Gongdi'!"
A smile flashed in Yan Song's eyes, and the more he looked at Hu Zongxian, the more he liked him.
The character of a person who repays kindness in this way will certainly not be too bad.
"Ruzhen, there is no need to care too much about your false reputation."
Yan Song chuckled and shook his head: "As an official in the court, what I want is someone who is dedicated to the people and has a clear conscience. Only in this way can we be worthy of heaven and our ancestors."
"The truth is just an idea. The ones who really do the work are you capable ministers and the common people below. How can you deserve the words 'Yan Gongdi'?"
Hu Zongxian has been in the officialdom for many years, and naturally he has long known that leaders should not only listen to the superficial meaning, nor only listen to the inner meaning.
That was true just now, and it is true now.
Waves of wind blew through the hall, and the corners of Hu Zongxian's clothes moved slightly, his big sleeves fluttered, and his expression was extremely sincere: "The words of Prime Minister Yan are wrong. Without the enlightenment of Prime Minister Yan, even if the officials and others wanted to break their scalps, they would not be able to do it.
There may be such a clever plan! Let alone actually implement it to benefit the people!"
"The hearts of the common people are like a clear mirror. This is all done by the strict prime minister. How can the lower officials dare to covet the merits of heaven and take it for themselves?"
"The matter of 'Yan Gongdi' and the birthplace of the temple is the common concern of the villagers. I hope that Prime Minister Yan will never reject the hearts of the villagers!"
"you……"
Yan Song sighed helplessly, shook his head with a sigh, and looked at him in confusion: "Ruzhen, why are you so stubborn? How can you be someone who cares about such a false reputation?"
Hu Zongxian had no intention of respecting Yan Song this time, but insisted on "disobeying" him to the end: "Prime Minister Yan, it is not the officials who are stubborn, but the common people who are stubborn!"
He straightened up, his eyes were a little brighter, and he said with emotion: "Xiaguan has served as magistrate of Yuanwu County for several years, and what he has seen is that people's livelihood is miserable!"
"Now that Prime Minister Yan is here, he is building embankments and floods, and planting grain in the silted land. The people see that they are about to live a good life with enough food and clothing. How can they forget what Prime Minister Yan has done?"
Hu Zongxian's voice was trembling, and he persuaded him emotionally and loudly, with ten thousand sincere words: "Mr. Yan, the people are thinking of you in their hearts, erecting monuments and temples, and praising you every day. This is the unity of the people, and the heaven can learn from it!"
"Even after hundreds of generations, Prime Minister Yan's virtuous name will still be like the breeze, lingering in people's hearts!"
Yan Song's expression froze, and he felt as if a cool spring was flowing through his heart. Every pore from head to toe was wide open, and his whole body was transparent!
Talent!
This is talent!
He trembled, his face calmed down, he looked at Hu Zongxian and said in a deep voice: "Ruzhen, in that case, I will do as you say."
"But 'Yan Gongdi' is acceptable, but let's forget about the temple!"
Hu Zongxian wanted to say more, but Yan Song waved his hand. Obviously, this was what he really thought.
"Yes, Prime Minister Yan." Hu Zongxian looked regretful, but he still said yes.
"Ru Zhen..."
Yan Song felt that his biggest gain when he came out as an imperial envoy this time was nothing else but the discovery of Hu Zongxian.
"Although you are from a top-ranking family, you are calm and measured. You have many years of experience in serving local officials and have outstanding political achievements. It is time for you to become an official in Beijing and make a difference."
Hu Zongxian suppressed the excitement in his heart, cupped his hands and said: "The lower official's qualifications are mediocre and his nature is dull. He must obey the strict arrangements of the prime minister."
Yan Song smiled and nodded gently: "If I were to become a Fu Bao Lang in Beijing, would you be willing?"
Hu Zongxian lowered his head, was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "I am willing, and I will look forward to it with strictness."
Yan Song's eyes were like hooks, staring at him closely. Seeing his reaction, he thought for a moment and then said: "Fu Baolang, this is just your transition stage. If you strive for it, I can guarantee that you will have nothing to worry about."
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Hu Zongxian took a deep breath, bowed his head deeply, and said in a calm tone: "I am afraid that I will be under the guidance of the strict prime minister!"
But judging from his pinched hands with white knuckles, Hu Zongxian's heart was extremely unstable.
Fu Baolang was from the province under his sect. He was an official of the sixth rank, and his responsibilities were the eight treasures of the emperor and the talisman of the country. He was to help the emperor keep the seal. Such an official had no real power at all, what future could he have?
But things are different.
Although he is only in the fifth rank, his powers and responsibilities are no less important than those of Zhongshu Sheren, who is in the fourth rank.
Not only can they give advice like admonishing officials, but they also hold the power of "Tugui", which means that edicts that both the Zhongshu Sheng and the emperor think are okay can still be dismissed.
In addition, giving matters also controls the communication between internal and external dynasties, which belongs to the ‘download’ among the ‘uploads and downgrades’.
After the imperial policy and edict have gone through all the procedures, they must be passed on to the outer court and the six ministries through the hands of the ministers. If one of the four ministers in the province resigns, the imperial court's "issue" will not be possible.
, all government orders will be bound to the inner court, and the court will enter a state of paralysis!
This is a real low-ranking official with heavy responsibilities. Normally, the six ministers would not dare to act arrogantly in front of Shizhong.
Compared with such an official position, Fu Baolang is completely different.
It’s not surprising that Hu Zongxian was so excited.
"Don't worry, Ruzhen."
Yan Song looked at him with a smile: "The truth says you can do it, then you can definitely do it."
He put his hands up and walked out of the hall: "The notice for the people has been written. Just let the cunning officials in the county government leak it."
"Yes, Prime Minister Yan."
Hu Zongxian responded hurriedly: "I will let those people know about it and spread it inadvertently."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yan Song's mouth: "You are experienced in planning things, just take care of it yourself."
After saying that, he left Hu Zongxian's room and walked all the way to the back office.
The backyard of the county government office was not luxurious, with gray bricks and gray walls, and it was even a little dilapidated. The courtyard walls were mostly damaged. Small officials in soap clothes came and went in the government office. When they saw Yan Song, they hurriedly saluted with fear and fear.
As the saying goes, if officials don't build offices, customers won't build shops.
The officials of the iron-clad yamen are well-established. Local officials in Daqian are transferred, promoted, demoted and relegated very frequently. You started to repair the yamen today. Maybe you will be transferred before the yamen is completed.
After painstaking efforts to build the government office, it was just a wedding dress for others.
In addition, there is another disadvantage of building a yamen. If an official builds a yamen that is too luxurious and beautiful, it will easily lead to the impeachment of the censor.
When you are an official, you don't want to serve the court and make decisions for the people. You only want to enjoy yourself and want to live in a mansion and a fine arts academy. You are too luxurious to use the people's fat to build such a luxurious official office!
This kind of impeachment is almost always accurate, because the beautiful official office you built is right there, and there is no way it can escape. The court will be able to find out that there is something wrong with your money bag after an investigation.
Therefore, officials who put great efforts into repairing their government offices will generally die quickly.
Over time, repairing a yamen and losing one's official title gradually became associated, and became a kind of superstition and official taboo. It is a very unwise or unlucky thing to be an official and repair a yamen.
Unless it is so dilapidated that it cannot be used, current officials generally will not repair the yamen.
When Yan Song came to Yuanwu County, he did not live in the mansions arranged by those wealthy families, but lived in a run-down courtyard behind the county government office.
Back in the small courtyard, the weeds and broken leaves had been cleared away on the day Yan Song moved in. Now the ground is clean and the walls have been freshly painted.
Yan Yi, the commander-in-chief, had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. When he saw Yan Song coming back, he hurriedly handed over an envelope with both hands.
"Master, there is a letter from home."
Yan Song took the envelope expressionlessly, unfolded the letter, and started reading it in the courtyard.
After reading the letter, he snorted coldly: "How did Yan Shifan know that he was going to dam the land? Where did he get the news? Do you want me to leave him 100,000 acres?"
Yan Yi kept her head silent while Yan Song hastily filled the letter paper back into the envelope and threw it to him: "It will be used to start the fire when cooking tonight, and it will also save some medicine."