The visitor appeared with a puff of water mist. He turned out to be a shirtless, muscular man. Most of his face was covered with beard. He did not carry any rain gear. His clothes were crumpled into a ball and held in his hands, revealing his strong upper body.
The lumpy flesh was beaten by the wind and rain on his body, like a human-shaped rock in the rain.
Regardless of the rain, the lake silk gown walked out of the restaurant, raised its hands to the shirtless man and said something. The rain was so loud that Pang Yu couldn't hear clearly, but the lake silk gown looked very excited.
The two hurriedly chatted a few words outside, and then walked into the store together. The shirtless man was dripping with water. He threw the clothes in his hands on the table casually, and rubbed his hands on his head and face a few times to remove the water droplets.
Rub it all into your hands and scatter it around, just on the clothes of the two household helpers.
The two assistants stared at him. The shirtless man smiled with a bit of disdain. He didn't pay attention to the people in the yamen at all. The two assistants were a little forced by his momentum just now, but Tang Weimin, the official here, would be too cowardly.
Face couldn't be saved, and when the two of them tried to pass by, Tang Weimin sighed and shook his head at the two of them.
Bang Xian didn't know what he was doing, so when he saw the superior officer greeting him, he walked back down the hill.
Pang Yu had observed the big man. He had a steady pace, strong waist and abdomen, and thick back muscles. He had both explosive power and endurance. He was by no means the type who pursues good-looking muscles. He should be a person who has practiced martial arts for a long time.
It's difficult to deal with him, but even if he has practiced martial arts, he can't defeat the opponent with his bare hands, so he still has a better chance of winning.
Just then, he felt that Tang Weimin had been despised by the other party. Pang Yu was only thinking about claiming credit in front of Tang Weimin, so he bowed in Tang Weimin's ear and said, "Master Tang, would you like to lead someone to capture him?"
Tang Weimin turned his head and said in a low voice, "Official Fang Xiang appreciates this person, so if he takes it, it will be in vain. It is better to do less than to do more."
Pang Yu was stunned for a moment, feeling that Tang Weimin recognized this person, and it took him a moment to realize that he was probably someone's domestic slave.
"Who is Fang Xiangguan?
Township chief?"
Although Pang Yu didn't understand it, he didn't intend to ask again. In short, Tang Weimin just didn't want to provoke him.
Husi Changshan didn't want to do anything, so she pulled the shirtless man several times, and then the big man sat down. Husi Changshan asked the store owner to add several meat dishes, and ordered two large bottles of wine, and then went with him.
The shirtless man was drinking and whispering.
The shirtless man glared at this person fiercely, then he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, causing the wine to flow all over his face.
"It's sick to be traveling in such a heavy rain."
Pang Yu mentally defined this person.
The two people in the corner talked in low voices while eating, ignoring each other with Tang Weimin and his entourage. Fortunately, the heavy rain did not last long, and the rain gradually became smaller and stopped completely after half a quarter of an hour. Although there was still serious water accumulation on the ground,
Tang Weimin was anxious to go home, so Pang Yu and his party had no choice but to continue on their way.
The shirtless man was drinking from a bowl, his eyes coldly watching the backs of Pang Yu and others from the rim of the bowl. After they were gone, he put down the bowl and whispered, "Why are these government dogs here? Are they news?"
Is it leaked?"
Hu Si Changsha shook her head, "Probably not. They have a lot of luggage, and there are horses and grooms accompanying them. They are probably going to Kongcheng Town or Beixiaguan to take care of official business. Someone just listened to their conversation, and it was probably about money and grain storage.
, I just happened to meet here."
"Brother Wang is really meticulous and makes sense. He just deliberately provoked them. If he was here to take someone away, he would not be able to bear it any longer."
The shirtless man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then stared at the table and said coldly, "Even if you know what's inside the six doors, we brothers can't be caught. As long as I have a long knife, I dare to pick on the Tongcheng County government office alone."
"Brother Wending has a genuine martial arts background, how can those government officials stop him?"
After saying that, the man in the lake silk gown stood up and bowed to the shirtless man and said, "Last time, all the brothers made an appointment to renew their alliance at Lutingyi today. Unexpectedly, it happened to be a rainstorm. Wang thought that there would be no one there today. Being able to come, I never thought that Brother Wang would go to the meeting without fear of wind and rain. This is the way of the ancients who made a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold, and we should do the same!"
The shirtless man waved his hand and said, "We who practice martial arts believe in art.
As long as Brother Wang summons him, Huang will definitely come, otherwise he will decide what the leader of the alliance will do. Since we regard Brother Wang as the leader of the alliance, we must obey the orders together and work hard to achieve great things."
Hu Si Changshan said with admiration, "But today Wang is willing to accept Brother Wending as the leader of the alliance. Only a hero like Brother Huang can lead us brothers to achieve great things. This decision has been made. Please don't refuse, Brother Wang."
The shirtless Huang Wending stood up. He originally wanted to refuse, but Brother Wang's attitude was very sincere, and Huang Wending was too lazy to push it any further. He picked up the wine bowl and touched Brother Wang, then agreed.
"Then let's take the lead. It's not fun to live in this life. Damn it, Mr. Zheng, Wu Bing, Yin Deng and a bunch of incompetent rats are just taking advantage of the power of the family leader to make a living by stealing houses. , but also sit on top of us and shit and urinate. How can we, brothers, be willing to live under such people? This matter must be done! However, commanding and planning is not my strength. I have to rely on Brother Wang to plan carefully. "
Brother Wang said gloomily, "Mr. Zheng, Wu Bing and others may appear to be relying on the power of the family master, but in fact they are relying on the power of the yamen. Whenever there is a conflict, the yamen and dogs will side with them. We are like tied hands." How can Bo gain the upper hand?
Only by breaking the power of the Yamen can we defeat them.
If not, why should we take this dangerous step?
But it is far from enough to rely on dozens of brothers like me. To achieve success in ancient and modern times, the first thing is to intimidate people's hearts with momentum, and the second is to gather people's hearts with heavy profits. We should work on both sides. September is the time to collect autumn grain. Every year at this time, people's resentment boils. This year, Yang Fangqian will act as county magistrate. He is unfamiliar with the people of Tongcheng, so it is a good opportunity for us to start trouble."
Huang Wending gritted his teeth and said, "First of all, take revenge and kill those enemies. The first one is to kill Wu Bing. His grandmother allowed him to make loan sharks at usury, but we are not allowed to do so. She even robbed Zhang Ru's concubine. Now there are still others in Tongcheng Who thinks highly of our brothers?
You should give it a try, even if it doesn't work, it's not a big deal to join that Shaanxi hero. He has been in the world for a few years. A few years of happiness are blessings for a few years. Even if he is beheaded by the government in the end, it is better to live a useless life like this. "Be strong." "Rogue bandits are still bandits. No matter how bad their reputation is, the imperial court is always more honorable."
If everything goes smoothly, we will go to a bigger place and ask Anqing Mansion to recruit An and give him an official position, so that we can have a taste of being a yamen master."
Huang Wending nodded and said, "Brother Wang is responsible for all planning matters. Brother Wang needs to have an estimate of how to start the incident, so that we can make preparations in advance."
Brother Wang took a long breath and said calmly, "Let's take care of it separately. Zhang Ru needs to give some money, and we always need to build some weapons and equipment. Some people have families, so we need to give them some money to leave a way out. .
I was responsible for contacting interested brothers from various villages and asked Brother Wending to take them to practice weapons in a secluded place outside the city.
The time for the uprising is tentatively scheduled for September. At that time, we will attack the Wu family, the Ye family, and Fang Xiucai, all of whom have enmity. If everything goes well, we will then capture the county government office and the county government office..."..."Da
Da da."
As night fell, Pang Yu, carrying a heavy baggage, gently knocked on the door knocker of the side door of the County Prime Minister's Office.
The Ming Dynasty was very considerate to officials. There were residences for officials behind all yamen, but the gates were all behind the second hall. If a private person wanted to visit, he had to go in from the gate, Yimen, lobby, and Tuisi Hall. The access control
The strict people have many eyes, which is very unfavorable for the magistrate's private transactions.
Later, some people began to build side doors on the backyard wall. Although the court also strictly ordered to stop it, in the end it was defeated by reality. Many county offices opened side doors, also called back doors. The later term "back door" roughly came from this.
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Also because it is not in compliance with regulations, the back door of the county government office is not luxurious, just like the two courtyard doors of an ordinary house.
After ringing the knocker, the small window on the door opened with a creak, revealing a thin face with a mouse beard.
"Pang Yu, I'm in Zaoban, asking to see the county magistrate."
The doorman looked at Pang Yu coldly, neither moving nor speaking. Pang Yu took out a two or three-dollar silver piece and brought it to the window, "I'm disturbing my peace in the middle of the night. Please let me know."
Menzi reached out to take it, but still looked at Pang Yu silently, as if nothing had happened. Pang Yu cursed a few words in his heart, and offered one or two water-silvered silver ingots.
Only then did Menzi's expression change, and he said in a low voice: "It turns out you are Pang Zaoli from Zaoban. I have been told these days that you are eloquent, understanding of adults' hard work, and a kind-hearted person.
For this reason, I will inform you and wait here."
"Excuse me, brother, please run..." Before Pang Yu could finish, the small window closed again with a bang. Pang Yu stayed in front of the door for a moment. People said that the seventh-rank official was in front of the prime minister's door. I don't know what the eighth-rank official was in front of.
Now it seems that the quality is at least higher than that of a soap slave.
However, Pang Yu has been in society for a long time, and has been looked down upon by others many times. He is past the age of anger, and when encountering such things, he will adjust himself with an optimistic attitude.
After shaking his head and smiling, he waited patiently in front of the door. It was already under curfew and Tongcheng was completely silent at night. The small lantern on the side door swayed gently. Pang Yu looked at the shadow cast on the ground and the sound of the watchman's bang.
Hearing it from afar, Pang Yu suddenly became fascinated, as if he was still in front of a certain door in his previous life, and the sound of banging was just transmitted to his ears through time and space.
There was a chirping sound that brought Pang Yu back to the reality of the Ming Dynasty. The door leaf was half opened, but what came out was not the door. Pang Yu looked by the lantern light and saw that it was Mr. Yu himself who had come.
Pang Yu hurriedly greeted Mr. Yu, "How dare Mr. Labor come here in person? It's a huge sin."
Mr. Yu pushed the door open a little, invited Pang Yu in, and asked, "Young friend Pang will be returning home in the afternoon. You have been working hard all the way. Why didn't you rest at home at night?"
Pang Yu heard that his friend knew his itinerary so clearly, so he was glad that he arrived in time, "I have been ordered by the county magistrate to inspect the warehouses. Since warehousing is a major matter in the county, I am afraid that you will be worried about it, so I specially reported the relevant situation to you earlier."
The screen friend twirled his beard and said with a smile: "It's rare that Mr. Pang works so hard."
Pang Yu first presented the gift list and said: "I have relatives and friends in the countryside who have brought some local products. I will also bring them to the county magistrate to taste. I hope you will not find it objectionable."
The curtain friend took the gift and looked at it. It said one hundred and fifty small salted fish, and he knew it was one hundred and fifty taels of silver. If it was gold, it should be small yellow croaker.
One hundred and fifty taels of silver is no longer a small amount. At this time, ten taels of silver are enough for a family to live for a year. The Ming Dynasty government office is a vanity fair, so this amount of money is not much, but after all, it is after the former magistrate confiscated it.
This number is acceptable.
The screen friend nodded in approval and said: "Pang Xiaoyou is serious, I will definitely pass it on to you, sir."
He asked the doorman to take the big baggage from Pang Yu's hand. When the doorman took it, there was a clanking sound of silver pieces colliding, which was definitely not something that a little salted fish could make. Pang Yu took a peek at the two people, both of whom had different expressions.
Confidently, just like the little salted fish really does.
While the door was waiting to put the money away, Pang Yu caught up two steps and walked to the side of the secretariat and whispered, "Sir, I have been with you in Tongcheng for three years, and you have made Tongcheng prosperous. I heard that you are very poor, and I would like to express your gratitude to the people of Tongcheng for the next generation.
I'll ask Miss Zhou to bring her to my house tomorrow, sir, please don't refuse."
Mr. Yu nodded slightly without any other expression. Pang Yu knew that he was guarding against eavesdropping. Pang Yu learned a lot from Tang Weimin during this business trip.
The position of Menzi may seem inconspicuous, but in fact it involves handling the most secretive transactions with officials who have seen it, so it is held by the officials' closest relatives.
Officials often trust them more than their friends. These relatives and friends in the mansion are monitoring each other, so Pang Yu did not dare to help Mr. Yu at this time. As expected, he came closer after the door was closed.
Pang Yu hurriedly stayed away from Mr. Yu. He was waiting for Mr. Yu to lead him in to see the county magistrate, but he heard Mr. Yu say: "The county magistrate is a little tired today and has already rested. What is the situation in each warehouse? Yu will tell you
Can."
When Pang Yu heard this, it turned out that it was true what He Xianya had said. He was not qualified to enter the main hall of the county magistrate. If his friend could come out and say a few words in a friendly manner, he would already have given him face.
Fortunately, Pang Yu had experienced the ups and downs of human relationships in his previous life. If this was the way of the world, he would adapt to it and would not even feel aggrieved. He did not fight for it at the moment, but only took out two pieces of submission paper and handed them to his friend.
"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Yu. I've already written down the relevant circumstances in this ultimatum.
Generally speaking, the entry and exit records of each warehouse in Tongcheng are clear, and the damage can be verified by evidence. The storage losses were all caused by the earthquake and are difficult to recover manually.
Each warehouse is fully equipped with moisture-proof, rodent-proof and anti-theft measures. It can be seen that Mr. Zhao and Mr. Tang of the Household Household Supervision are effective in daily supervision. However, no one is perfect. Each warehouse still has defects such as poor repairs, mixed storage of new and old grains, and aging of the warehouses...
"Mr. Yu took the document in surprise and scanned it roughly with the dim light of the lantern. He saw the letter on the paper that read "Inspection Warehouse Preparation Document."
County government documents in the Ming Dynasty were the same as those in modern times, with the distinction between upper and lower levels and horizontal writing. The most commonly used word was "ultimatum". Subordinates like Pang Yu, who wrote upwards, were called "ultimatum Cheng".
However, Pang Yu briefly learned from Tang Weimin, and apparently did not fully understand that ultimatums are mostly used to request instructions, and such reports should be called "application details."
But Mr. Yu didn't pay much attention.
Because according to Pang Yuzao's status as a yamen servant, it was not his turn to write formal documents, so Tang Weimin would naturally submit an ultimatum to the county magistrate.
Therefore, this submission can only be regarded as a personal report to the county magistrate, and Mr. Yu does not intend to correct the formatting issues in it.
But the more he read, the more surprised he became. Most of the government officials were vulgar and illiterate, and many of them couldn't even write their own names. However, Pang Yu's article was clearly organized and classified each warehouse in the document.
Mr. Yu has been in the government office for a long time, and you can probably tell that the content in it is all fabricated. However, a slave can write the submission so clearly and clearly. It is indeed the first time that Mr. Yu has met in the government.
The whole writing was smooth and steady, praising the magistrate's wisdom, flattering the management of the households, and flattering Tang Weimin who led the team. At the end, he also included an analysis of hidden dangers and put forward suggestions for improvement one by one.
It seems that Pang Yu is very insightful.
The only flaw is that the calligraphy is really poorly formed.
Pang Yu briefly explained the content of the submission, and Mr. Yu nodded involuntarily. This effect is what Pang Yu wants. No matter what you do, if you want to get ahead, being a good person is only a necessary condition, and doing the work itself is a sufficient condition.
As far as this warehouse inspection is concerned, the warehouse inspection is just a process, and the final application to the Anqing Mansion is the result of the warehouse inspection. With Pang Yu's ultimatum, it will reduce the workload of the secretaries.
, the secret friend will need Pang Yu in the future and is willing to arrange more errands for him. In the transaction with Mr. Yu, Pang Yu's value will increase.
"It's late at night. I don't dare to disturb you sir anymore. Please go to bed early and I will take my leave first."
Pang Yu deliberately used the title of junior to shorten the distance with Mr. Yu. This time, Mr. Yu did not correct him. Obviously, he recognized Pang Yu's talents more psychologically, instead of just treating Pang Yu as a person.
Speculative fools.
After a few pleasantries, Pang Yu said goodbye and went out. Mr. Yu was still there, looking at the submission paper in his hand for a long time under the faint lantern light.