Qian Jigang went to inspect the city. When he came back, he learned that Yang Xuan was ill, so he asked about his condition with concern.
"A minor illness." Cao Ying said vaguely, with a righteous look in her eyes. If Yi Niang were here, she would definitely say that the poisonous man is thinking about digging a hole to bury someone.
As usual, in order to keep their official positions, officials would often describe serious illnesses as minor illnesses... Qian Ji found an opportunity to call Jiang Zhen into his duty room.
"How is Mingfu's condition?"
"I don't know, it's just a minor illness."
"Go ahead."
Qian Ji was thinking about this and didn't notice that Jiang Zhen was a little lost.
"Yang Xuan fell ill. Cao Ying can't cover the sky with one hand. So, let me go and try." Qian Ji went to find Cao Ying with a smile like a spring breeze.
"The Ming Dynasty is ill, and Prime Minister Cao is very busy here. I can't bear to be lazy, so I just talk if I have anything to do."
This is to seize power.
Zhen Siwen wanted to give Cao Ying a wink, but Qian Ji smiled at him, a more reserved kind.
"There happens to be something." Cao Ying rubbed her brows, looking a little tired, "We are going to build a workshop in the city, and we need to requisition some houses. This matter was originally for the Ming Mansion, but the Ming Mansion fell ill, and I wanted to hand it over to Si Wen...
"
Prime Minister Cao County is my Zhen Siwen’s reborn parent! Zhen Siwen’s body trembled slightly.
Qian Ji knew it was true as soon as he saw his reaction.
"Just to requisition the house?"
"Yes, anyone in the county can call you."
If this is done well, it will establish prestige, and people in the county can be mobilized to win over people.
Killing two birds with one stone... Qian Ji said solemnly: "The Ming Dynasty is sick, and we should work together to help him."
Cao Ying looked at him seriously for the first time and nodded for a long time, "It takes time to see people's hearts, okay."
Qian Ji turned around and said, "Jiang Zhen, Zhen Siwen, call a few more subordinates to leave."
At this time, almost all the subordinate officials were called away, and the county was eerily quiet.
Cao Ying sat there, leisurely drinking a cup of tea.
"Have a good trip."
Qian Ji led his people to find the land.
"Master Qian, this demolition involves more than ten households."
Zhen Siwen introduced rigidly.
Cao Ying said that he was supposed to lead the team to do this, but now he was replaced by Qian Ji.
"Call it out!"
Qian Ji has been an official in a prosperous place for a long time. This time he was brought to peace by the Chunyu family, which can be regarded as an important task.
A family of four surnames failed in their plan to encircle Northern Xinjiang and turned to the mode of encirclement from the bottom. It is said that when this idea was proposed at that time, the heads of the family of four surnames almost unanimously praised it.
The so-called bottom class will naturally not be subordinate officials, but county magistrates, chief registrars, county magistrates, biejas, and governors...
There are many people in the family of four surnames, and many of them cannot be assigned their duties, so they can only hang around. After a new direction is found here, those idle people will be assigned step by step.
This is penetration!
When the number of people and positions infiltrated is enough, it doesn't matter who the governor is.
And he was sent to Taiping. In addition to infiltration, he also had another task, which was to drive away the imperial concubine's lackey, Taiping County Magistrate Yang Xuan!
More than a dozen people were called out. A group of people, old and young, men and women, squatted in front of their houses and looked at Qian Ji in fear.
Zhen Siwen turned around and said, "Master Qian."
He was not prepared to interfere in the rest of the matter.
Qian Ji coughed dryly and said majestically: "This place is about to be requisitioned. There are still empty houses in the city. You can move there later."
After some prisoners returned home after serving their sentences in exile, the vacated houses were waiting for new people to move in. As prisoners came and went, there were always empty houses in Taiping City. The new arrivals were desperate, and those who left were often reluctant to leave.
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"What? Relocation?" An old man came out tremblingly, and he saluted meticulously, and couldn't find anything wrong with him.
"Yes, relocation!" Qian Ji frowned, "I'll give you three days to wait."
When he was an official in a prosperous place, demolition was considered a lucrative job, and the government compensation was determined by the officials in charge. The people in prosperous places were smart and would often give them some benefits, so the officials were generous and exaggerated the losses to his family.
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As a result, everyone prospered, and only Datang suffered a loss.
These are all criminals, and the house does not belong to them. Who dares to be nagging about asking you to move? I won’t kill you!
This is the attitude of the government.
What he relies on is the punishment that can be thrown out at any time, also called the law.
Then there are the subordinate officials with horizontal swords on their waists.
One side is the law, the other side is the weapon.
Which one do you choose?
This was just a small matter, and Qian Ji valued the prestige brought by this matter more. Of course, he had to give these subordinates some benefits, such as wages for demolishing the house, and he could ignore some of the minor actions.
"The villain's ancestors have lived here for three generations now. The souls of the ancestors live here and cannot be moved!"
The old man is begging.
Qian Ji's face became colder and colder. Seeing more and more people watching around him, he sneered: "You can't help it! Come on!"
Several subordinate officials came forward with cold faces.
Qian Ji pointed at the house and said, "Empty it within three days. Anyone who doesn't leave will be beaten away!"
"Take orders!"
Qian Ji turned around and left.
The procedure for this kind of thing is like this, the more complicated it is, the more troublesome it is.
He stretched out his hand and turned it over gently.
"The law is in the palm of your hand, and you can suppress it by turning your hand."
"The back of your hand is a weapon, you can hit it hard with your backhand."
This is his experience as an official for many years.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has hanged himself."
Qian Ji sneered.
A woman rushed over and stood in front of him, with tears on her face, "Please give me a way to survive, Master Qian."
"Get out!" If it were a common person, Qian Ji would have walked away with a cold face. But these were criminals, or their descendants, and he was in no mood to toss with them.
The woman knelt down.
Qian Ji walked past her.
The woman grabbed his trouser leg.
"Be bold!"
Qian Ji kicked him.
"ah!"
The woman fell to the ground and twitched, a stream of blood slowly flowing out from under her body.
Qian Ji: "..."
Zhen Siwen trembled all over, "Something happened! Something big happened!"
Things are getting serious.
Yang Xuan was enjoying the coolness in the backyard, and Zhang Siniang peeked at him from time to time, thinking that if Lang Jun didn't like that coquettish woman, would he like that silly one?
Can I just pretend to be stupid?
As soon as her heart moved, she went to find Yi Niang for advice.
"Yiniang, can you tell me to pretend to be stupid?"
She looked like she was begging for praise.
Yi Niang was choosing vegetables, looked up at her, and said calmly: "You don't need to pretend."
What's the meaning?
Zhang Siniang was very happy. Could it be that Yi Niang thought that a gentleman with such a natural temperament as me would like her?
"Mr. Lang!"
The old thief rushed in carrying a piece of pig meat.
Pig meat flew towards Yi Niang.
Yi Niang didn't raise her head. She picked up the peeling knife in her hand and the pig meat flew over her head and hung just under the eaves.
"Lang Jun, there's something big going on over there with Qian Ji."
There was already an uproar over there right now.
"What a pity for the child who is only three months old!"
The woman was lying on the ground, her face was pale, and there was a small pool of blood under her body.
The old man who had been freed from the beam was lying on the door panel, looking like he was about to leave without being able to catch his breath.
"Where is the doctor?" Qian Ji panicked.
Zhen Siwen said: "Chen Huagu hasn't come yet."
Chen Huagu couldn't come.
Two big men entered his house.
"You are sick today."
"good."
Faced with two knives, Chen Huagu decisively chose to lie down.
When Qian Ji was in a state of distress, Yang Xuan came.
"Mingfu!"
The father-in-law in the hearts of Taiping people has arrived.
Yang Xuan looked a little weak and coughed from time to time.
"What's the fuss about?"
The noise is over.
The woman's husband knelt down and said, "Ming Mansion, the villain's wife was kicked down by Master Qian and she gave birth to a miscarriage."
Another man knelt down and said, "Ming Mansion, the villain's father was forced to hang himself."
"Hey!" Yang Xuan frowned, "Old Qian, is that so?"
Qian Ji looked at the dying old man, then at the woman whose lower clothes were dyed red, and said softly: "Ming Mansion, these are all unruly people."
Yang Xuan said with a cold face, "I just ask you if you are!"
Qian Ji took a deep breath and said, "Yes!"
"Go back!"
Yang Xuan waved his hand as casually as if to ward off flies, even with a hint of disgust.
Qian Ji's lips twitched, a little humiliated. But Yang Xuan's coming forward surprised him.
"yes."
Qian Ji was at a loss and couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he thought about this year's evaluation.
The sooner the imperial concubine's lackey is gone, the better. This is Chunyu's request.
After this incident, his evaluation meeting this year will be very ugly. Not to mention promotion, he also has to find a way to keep his current position as chief bookkeeper.
But this matter is difficult to deal with. Yang Xuan took over this mess and might not cause any deaths, but I can still go along with it.
There was a hint of expectation in Qian Ji's eyes.
After he left, Yang Xuan pointed to the old man and the woman, "Carry them in."
Behind him, Zhen Siwen shouted: "It's all gone!"
Someone said: "They have been wronged! Ouch!"
"The Ming Dynasty took action, why have you been wronged? You want to show me that the government is a mediocre official? Beat me!"
"Yes! The Ming Palace treats me as lovingly as a son or grandson. Besides, the Chief Qian seems to be a different person from the Ming Palace. How could the Ming Palace favor him?"
"How do you know you're not from the same place?"
"You see, the Ming Dynasty is so kind to the people, but Master Qian is so mean to us. Are they from the same group?"
"yes!"
"That's right!"
"Who said this? It's so organized!"
"That person was still here before, but he's gone."
The old thief wandered to another place and whispered: "Master Qian is very mean."
He changed into a woman's voice, very delicate, "Yes, yes!"
"These people also want to target the Ming Dynasty."
"How do you know?"
"Of course I know."
Later, the people in front turned around and said, "Hey! Why did I feel that there was only one person behind me just now, but there were several people talking? Damn it!"
Yang Xuan entered the courtyard and all the other people were driven out.
"It's all stopped."
The two families looked up in shock.
"Mingfu!"
Yang Xuan said dissatisfied: "If you want to say that people elsewhere can hang themselves for this, I believe it, Taiping, it is impossible! There is also a miscarriage, the blood is real, but a miscarriage can bleed so much? I stabbed myself.
One knife, right?”
The old man sat up and said without changing his expression, "See you soon, Ming Mansion."
The woman asked someone to help her up, "I don't dare to deceive the Ming Dynasty."
"Okay." Yang Xuan explained: "I'll give you some money later and move them all."
"Thank you Mingfu."
After leaving the gate, Yang Xuan had a headache, "Now I understand why those county magistrates pretended to be sick not long after they arrived in Taiping. If they don't pretend to be sick, they have to pretend to be crazy!"
Looking back, more than ten families took the initiative to move.
"Hey! Why did you move it?"
"The Ming Dynasty is here. If you don't move, will it cause trouble to the old man?"
"Too."
Qian Ji was waiting for good news, and Jiang Zhen received his code when he came back.
Worth the room.
"Did those people make a fuss? Did anyone lose their lives?"
"There has never been any trouble."
"..."
"Now they are all moving."
"Why not make a fuss?"
Because you are stupid... Jiang Zhen said: "They said they would not cause trouble to the Ming government."
Then give me a stumbling block?
Qian Ji: "..."
Jiang Zhen came out of the check-in room and said silently: "The Ming Mansion exchanges heart for heart, and the sincerity for the sincerity. An old dog like you, with your head full of flies and scum, is worthy of being compared with the Ming Mansion?"
After Yang Xuan came back, he handled political affairs by "forcing his sick body". After word spread, the people were even more impressed.
During dinner, Yi Niang asked about this matter.
"This is probably Lao Cao's poisonous plan." After simply listening to the process, Yi Niang threw the blame on Cao Ying's head.
"Why don't you drive him away?" Yi Niang was a little angry. She felt that Qian Ji was just a rat, causing great harm and making people sick.
Yang Xuan and Cao Ying smiled at each other.
Cao Ying explained: "Qian Ji suffered a loss as soon as he arrived. This caught him off guard. If someone else had been vigilant, it would have been difficult to strike again."
Yi Niang muttered: "Poisoner."
After dinner, Yang Xuan took a walk in the yard.
Zhang Siniang was waiting by the side, thinking in her mind which route she should take. Should it be silly, a coquettish one, or my own temperament.
When Yang Xuan came over, he saw that she was dull and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Zhang Siniang blurted out, "Does Mr. Lang like silly women?"
Yang Xuan said casually: "I like it."
Hey!
Zhang Siniang was secretly happy.
The second day.
After getting up, Yang Xuan went to wash up first.
Standing by the well, first scoop water from the basin to wash your face, and then stretch out your hand.
What about cloth towels?
In the past, when he stretched out his hand, Zhang Siniang would hand over the towel.
Yang Xuan wiped the water from his face, and Zhang Siniang handed over the towel with a panic look on her face, "I didn't mean it, I was just thinking about it."
Yang Xuan took the cloth and asked, "What are you thinking about? Just say it if you can."
Women's things are more troublesome, such as being in an inexplicable bad mood or smiling at you inexplicably.
Zhang Siniang lowered her head and choked up.
"Speak nicely!"
Yang Xuan's biggest headache was when he saw a woman crying. He didn't know how to dissuade her, and he couldn't bear to watch her.
"Slave, I can't even pretend to be a fool."
Yang Xuan was stunned, "Why are you pretending to be stupid?"
Zhang Siniang said in surprise: "Yesterday, your husband also said that he likes silly women."
"Did I say that?" Yang Xuan has no memory.
"Um!"
"I don't like fools!"
Yang Xuan felt that this should put her at ease.
Brush your teeth, rinse your mouth, raise your head, spit out the mouthwash.
Then I went to class feeling refreshed.
After class, Yang Xuan smelled the aroma of food in the air and looked forward to today's breakfast.
Zhang Siniang followed him, but Yang Xuan suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to change into his official uniform, so he stopped and prepared to go back.
Zhang Siniang, who was behind her, bumped into her in despair.
"What's going on?"
Yang Xuan asked very dissatisfied.
Zhang Siniang lowered her head, "Lang Jun, Wang Laoer is also stupid, but you all like him."