Dong-dong-dong The third hall drum sounded, and Yang Erming came to the lobby from the back office where he lived, and sat down behind the public case.
The yamen servants in the hall shouted three times in unison. After arranging the yamen, they started a new day of morning service.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Erming has been in office for five days. In fact, he has not been able to do much in these days. The most tiring person is Mr. Sun, Yang Erming's secret friend. He has to check the assets and personnel with each house one by one, and he has to constantly communicate with Yang Fangqian's secret friend.
Negotiation and compromise.
The stipulated handover time at this time was no more than one month, but in fact Yang Fangqian could not wait that long. He could only give Yang Erming half a month as a favor, so Mr. Sun's work pressure was very high.
Although Yang Fangqian has not left at this time, the seal of the county magistrate has been transferred to Yang Erming. Yang Erming is regarded as the county magistrate with the official seal. Even if there is another civil unrest at this time, it has nothing to do with Yang Fangqian.
Today, Yang Erming went to the court as usual, and everyone in the house went up to report their affairs. They all said they were handling the handover. Yang Erming casually asked about the city gate and the south prison. As long as there is nothing wrong with these two places, the city should be basically stable.
Pang Yu also stood in the hall. Originally only officials stood in the hall, but Yang Erming asked him to stand on the platform from the first day. This was counted as being in the hall, and he never went down later. This also showed to everyone in the Yamen
gained his status.
In the past two days, Pang Yu followed Yang Erming almost every day. He tried his best to go to Anqing to pick up the official, which indeed had a good effect.
When Yang Erming came to Tongcheng, his eyes darkened. Mr. Sun was busy with the handover. The only person he knew was Pang Yu. This person also helped him deal with the Beijing debt properly. Yang Erming was naturally closest to this person emotionally.
After getting along with each other for the past few days, Pang Yu arranged things in a very orderly manner. Yang Erming also relied on Pang Yu at work and took him with him wherever he went.
In the past two days, Yang Erming mainly did some formal things. He met and talked with the assistant officials and miscellaneous officials alone, and then communicated with the officials of each house one by one. Usually in the afternoon, Yang Erming would go out and go to the temple and ancestral hall in the county.
Pay homage, or go to the homes of distinguished gentry to return the favor.
Because on the day he took office, these squires had to come to the hall to pay homage according to the rules, and they also had to give some greeting gifts. The county magistrate usually needed to return to pay homage within a few days, so Yang Erming had a lot of things to do.
According to Pang Yu's schedule for Yang Erming, today's morning class is also a formality. After morning class, I will go to the county school to meet the children, and then go to Zhongxiao Temple, Tushen Temple, Wenchang Temple, the Holy Temple, and the Holy Temple to worship.
, I have to go to Zuogong Temple to worship Zuo Guang in the afternoon, which was arranged by Yang Erming himself. After all, this is Southern Zhili, and the Donglin Party has huge influence here. No matter what Yang Erming thinks, he should go to worship Zuo Guang.
Fighting is necessary.
After the clerk of the sixth room above said it, Yang Erming announced that the morning meeting was over, the officials returned to their duty rooms one after another, and most of the government servants, wives and others waiting under the stage also dispersed.
Before Pang Yu came to the public case, Yang Erming said to Pang Yu, "Pang, please wait a moment. I...I have written this ultimatum to the Anqing Mansion."
Pang Yu quickly agreed and then helped Yang Erming sharpen the ink. It was not easy to write at this time. Someone usually had to sharpen the ink. If you did it yourself, it would easily interrupt your train of thought.
Yang Erming took office in a hurry and brought too few domestic servants. Once the secretaries were not available, he had no choice but to ask Pang Yu to be his secretary.
What Yang Erming was writing was an ultimatum. The topic was that the collection of autumn taxes had been delayed due to civil unrest, and he hoped that the Anqing Prefecture could extend some time. In addition, he hoped to withhold part of the tax to rebuild the towers that were burned down during the civil unrest.
They are all trivial official affairs. Pang Yu now has a deeper understanding of the county government. In fact, the county magistrate does not have much autonomy. They are more like clerks assigned by the prefect. They cannot make decisions on many things, so official documents are exchanged between them.
There are a lot of things. Normally, it would be enough for each office to write them down, but maybe because Yang Erming just took office, he wanted to handle many things personally.
Yang Erming wrote very quickly, with the tip of his pen flowing smoothly, and the document was soon to be completed.
Pang Yu also stopped grinding ink, and when he looked up, he saw several writers and assistants pointing and laughing in the hall.
Pang Yu followed their gazes and knew that they were laughing at Yang Erming. Because he was too small, Yang Erming's feet could not reach the ground when he was sitting in the hall, and he was always suspended in the air.
In addition, the official uniforms and official hats are too big, and the officials probably did not expect that there would be a county magistrate at such a young age. Especially the black gauze hat, which became a little unstable as it got older, often tilted to one side, and Yang Erming cushioned it inside.
Some fabrics can barely keep themselves from being crooked.
It was probably not tightly packed today, and the official hat was tilted to one side again. The few clerks treated Yang Erming as a child, and even dared to make fun of him in person.
Yang Erming's face turned red and he kept immersed in looking at the case. His feet hanging in the air moved around and couldn't find a place to rest them. He was extremely embarrassed for a moment.
Pang Yu glared at those people, who calmed down a little. There were many people in the hall, and Pang Yu didn't want to alarm others, which would embarrass Yang Erming even more.
After those people walked away, Pang Yu whispered, "Sir..." Yang Erming stretched out his hand to stop Pang Yu, "Which room are these people from?"
"Two official rooms, one military room, and one execution room."
"You write down their names."
Yang Erming looked at the backs of those people with a blushing face and said to Pang Yu, "Bring three reliable quickies to the county office tonight. Come through the back door and don't tell anyone."
Pang Yu didn't know why Yang Erming suddenly asked him to take people there, but looking at Yang Erming's unkind expression, he probably guessed what Yang Erming was going to do, and whispered in his mouth, "Yes."
..."Sir, it's time for the third watch soon."
Pang Yu stood in the third courtyard and said to Yang Zhixian in the darkness.
Yang Erming said with a childlike voice, "Then please ask Pang Bantou to lead the way."
The doorman next to him handed over a lantern, and Yang Erming took one himself.
Pang Yu said hello, behind him Xu Lengzi picked up the big lantern and walked to the outer office first, followed by Ruan Jin, who walked in front to light up the road, and then Pang Yu accompanied Yang Erming and his friends.
The front door opened, and the group left the residential area and came to the retreat hall.
Yang Erming paused for a moment in front of the door of Tuisi Hall, picked up the lock on the door and pulled hard twice. After confirming that it was locked, the group continued to the lobby.
Yang Erming started from the position of the cabinet library and checked each door one by one.
The lobby has the most duty rooms, and soon I discovered that one of the doors in the ceremonial room and the prison room was not closed, and there were windows in the official room and the service room that were not closed tightly.
After walking around the lobby, the group went to the South Prison. A lantern was hung in front of the door of the South Prison. The door was locked very tightly, but there was thunderous snoring in the concierge. Yang Erming looked around and saw the two cells inside.
They were all fast asleep, and a whistle stick and a waist knife were casually thrown on the ground.
Pang Yu used the dim lights to observe Yang Erming's expression from time to time. The young magistrate seemed to have gained a lot of confidence after taking office. He was much calmer than when he first met him in Anqing Mansion.
Yang Erming nodded to Pang Yu, and Pang Yu waved his hand. Xu Lengzi and Ruan Jin rushed into the concierge, lifted up the two doors and slapped them each.
"What's wrong?
Who the hell is fighting?
Oops...the prisoner has escaped, please help!"
Pang Yu heard the voice, and it was Zhang Daiwen, Wang Dazhuang's brother-in-law. Since the last conflict, Pang Yu had been promoted all the way, and he had no time to pay attention to this prisoner later.
When Zhang Daiwen and another prisoner were dragged outside the gatehouse, they were already dizzy from being whipped. At first they thought it was a prisoner who had escaped, but when they saw Yang Erming clearly, they realized that it was the county magistrate on inspection, and they were frightened out of their wits.
The cellman on duty in the South Prison heard the commotion inside and looked over. Seeing this scene, he hid behind the door and did not dare to say anything.
"Nanjian is an important place in the county, and that's how you are on duty."
Yang Erming turned to Pang Yu with his hands behind his back, "Write down their names and leave one person from the fast class here to supervise."
Pang Yu immediately said to Ruan Jin, "Ask two people on duty to come out."
Yang Erming asked in surprise, "How come there are still people in the county government office at night in the fast class?"
"Your Majesty, it is clear to me that the quick service has been like this since the civil unrest. There are only a few gates in the county government office to guard at night. Recently, there are many prisoners in the South Prison, and it is the first time for the minister to arrive. I am afraid that something will happen, so I arrange three quick workers every night.
I have been on duty at night. I have informed Mr. Sun about this matter, so that I can be prepared to call him if there is a time at night."
Yang Erming nodded approvingly, because the south prison was not far from the Kuaishou room. Yang Erming strode to the corridor to verify. Sure enough, there were three Kuaishou inside. Although they were also sleeping, Yang Erming did not blame them at all.
Taking advantage of Ruan Jin's time to wake up Kuaishou, Yang Erming checked the soap room again. Two of the three duty rooms had their doors unlocked. Yang Erming looked a little unhappy.
Pang Yu turned to look at Ruan Jin and saw Ruan Jin wink. He knew that Ruan Jin had tried to open it. Usually Wang Dazhuang was quite strict and usually locked the door.
After checking the Zaoban's room, we arrived at the gate. There was no one outside. A group of people had already alerted the gatekeeper. When the gatekeeper saw the magistrate's presence in the middle of the night, he was so frightened that he lost all sleep and waited cautiously.
Yang Erming said to Pang Yu, "Work harder and faster tonight. We will go to the county warehouse and Liumen to inspect again."
"My lord is personally inspecting it. How dare you say it's hard work for a fast class? As long as your lord arranges it, I will never give up."
Yang Erming, who was holding a lantern, turned to the door and said, "Open the door!"
…In the early morning of the next day, after three bangs were passed, Yang Erming, with red eyes, came to the lobby.
When he came to the seat and was about to push it up, he found that there was a wooden footrest under the seat, which was just high enough for him to sit on the chair and put his feet on it.
After Yang Erming sat down calmly, he glanced at Pang Yu's position and saw Pang Yu nodding slightly to him. Knowing that it was Pang Yu who did it, he felt a little moved in his heart.
Some subordinates in the hall also noticed it, and there were some low-pitched discussions in the hall.
There was a harsh sound of the gavel, and everyone was slightly startled. This was the first time that County Magistrate Xiao Yang had used the gavel in a few days.
Yang Erming's red eyes glanced around the hall, and said coldly in a childlike voice, "Bring Zhang Daiwen and Meng Guowei, the prisoners who were on duty in the South Prison last night, as well as Zeng Sangao and Jiang Yu, who were on duty at the Xiangyang Gate.
Come to the hall."
The subordinate officials below the hall looked at each other in confusion. Even Zhou Xian Cheng and Xu Dianshi who were standing in the hall were confused. This young magistrate had hardly lost his temper in the few days since he took office. I don't know why he looked so aggressive today.
Eight quick men escorted the four people into the hall. Yang Erming turned to the lotus tube in front of him and pulled out two red lotuses. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and everyone stopped talking. It became audible.
Two sticks represent twenty sticks. Even Pang Yu was a little surprised because when we parted in the morning, Yang Erming said that each person would get ten sticks. How come it changed so quickly? Could it be that it was Mr. Sun who suggested it.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Erming blushed and hesitated for a moment. He picked up a sign and seemed to want to put it back, but stopped midway.
Pang Yu was a little anxious. It seemed that Yang Erming might have started to get a little excited. He took the wrong one for a moment, and then he remembered that the number was wrong. But in Pang Yu's opinion, twenty boards were indeed a bit too much, because they were all minor mistakes, but they were not
Not the main issue.
It doesn't matter whether it's ten boards or twenty boards, but you can't show hesitation. Even if you want to put one back, you should put it back immediately, otherwise the effect of his power will be far less.
Pang Yu invested a lot of money in Yang Erming, and naturally hoped that Yang Erming could establish his prestige as soon as possible.
Yang Erming only hesitated for a moment. He looked at the audience and said coldly, "Last night, my officer inspected late at night. Zhang Daiwen, Meng Guowei, and Zeng Sangao fell asleep with their heads covered in the duty room when they were supposed to be on duty. Jiang Yu was on duty when he was supposed to be on duty.
At that time, the four people left the tower without permission and neglected their duties. Their crimes are unforgivable and they should be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!"
He took off the two writs and flew out, flipping them across half of the lobby and hitting the bluestone in the lobby with two crisp sounds.