The new prefect of Anping Prefecture was parachuted in. His name was Fang Zhiyuan. He was the last Enke Jinshi. He had been an imperial scholar in Beijing before and would be a figure in the center of power in the future.
People will think that such a talent is devaluing his talent when he is sent to the prefecture. When he heard that he was going to Anping Prefecture, people were not surprised. Now Anping Prefecture is developing too fast and it is great.
Thanks to its unique geographical location and the commercial support of the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce, it has become the largest trading place besides the Imperial City in less than a year. In some cases, it is even richer in resources than the Imperial City.
To be able to come to such a place as a prefect is to enjoy the fruits of Mu Qianyu's hard work, build on her political achievements, and wait for promotion with better qualifications.
The competition between Beijing and China for this position is fierce, and only a figure like Fang Zhiyuan can resolve the dispute.
At first, the people thought that the person who came from the Hanlin Academy must be a well-mannered scholar. Their requirements were not high. As long as this person did not act recklessly, Anping Mansion would become better if Mu Qianyu followed his current path.
However, on the first day that the prefect took office, the people's hearts dropped, because the first thing the prefect did when he took office was to conduct tax inspections on major merchants, paying special attention to the Jiuzhou Chamber of Commerce and Jiuzhou Pavilion. The standards were even a bit harsh.
Don't be too specific about this. It is obvious that he will not follow in the footsteps of Mu Qianyu.
The second thing was to clean up and rectify the officials under his command. Almost all the officials who were entrusted with important tasks by Mu Qianyu were sent to prison to await the results of the review. Some of the charges were even convicted, and the records were sent to the Ministry of Personnel.
This turmoil is not a big one, and officials and people are all in danger, fearing that this gentleman will burn their heads and others.
The third thing Fang Zhiyuan did was to ask the court to increase troops to suppress the bandits. At this moment, the bandits outside the Anping Mansion had been cleared away, and only the three thousand people from the original Black Wind Village were left, those who had surrendered to Mu Qianyu.
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The Anping Mansion changed in one day. It was clear that all the means were aimed at Mu Qianyu, but the scary thing was that he did it reasonably and legally, and no one could find any fault with it.
This is the scary thing about a thoughtful civil servant. He can really hit you where it hurts without making you cry out in pain. Crying out in pain is a sign of guilty conscience.
Mu Qianyu is in this situation now. Xiang Ziyou came to complain several times. Jiuzhou Chamber of Commerce and Jiuzhou Auction House do not have any tax problems.
But if you can't stand checking over and over again, there is no guarantee that you will find some loopholes soon, or even directly frame the case.
Although Mu Qianyu has been promoted now, his subordinates have no actual power, and they are beyond his reach and cannot legitimately take care of the Anping Mansion.
Assassination seems to be the simplest and crudest solution, but after doing so, it becomes tainted, and it is inevitable that others will be used as leverage.
"I said this old guy is quite insidious. I was curious before that King Qi, as the emperor's confidant, would prevent me from being promoted. Why did he just ignore it? It turns out that they had a plan behind this smooth success."
Mu Qianyu threw away the news of his injury and lay on the rocking chair, sighing.
Beichen Ye nodded slightly: "This is gradually disintegrating your power and your rights."
As he spoke, he put the peeled orange into Mu Qianyu's mouth and said, "Madam, your favorite orange."
"How can I be in the mood to eat tangerines now?" Although Mu Qianyu said this, he saw that the tangerines were tempting, especially when held by Beichenye's slender fingers, so he opened his mouth and ate it.
Chewing and nodding.
Beichen Ye chuckled, she was really his wife, her mentality was so stable at all times.
"Take another piece." He said and handed it over.
Mu Qianyu opened his mouth to take it and said vaguely: "I really don't want to eat it. Please help me think of a way. How can I resolve this crisis?"
"It can't be resolved." Beichenye ignored her objection and continued to feed him: "If they use such a trick, Madam must be prepared for a decisive battle."
Mu Qianyu blinked.
Bei Chenye nodded: "Just as Madam thinks, they are tough, we don't have to be gentle anymore, just take action."
"Either you, a man, have an appetite for me, which opens my mind again." Mu Qianyu stood up from the chair and said eagerly: "Since the other party is disrespectful to me, I have no choice but to fight back with my sword."
She is really not good at resolving conflicts, and she feels that her hands are tied, but she is very good at exacerbating conflicts.
"Bright sword." Bei Chenye repeated these two words slowly, then nodded and said, "Madam, what you said is apt."
After thinking twice, Mu Qianyu felt confident. He sat down again and opened his mouth: "I want to eat more."
"Madam, have you thought of a good idea?" Beichenye asked as he put the orange into her mouth.
"I still have a lot of things that I haven't told you. These are all my trump cards." Mu Qianyu winked at him and said, "If you knew, I think you should be able to guess what I want to do."
"True card?" Beichenye suddenly wanted to joke when he heard this, so he asked: "Isn't Madam's trump card mine?"
Mu Qianyu hesitated for a moment, and then said with a strong desire to survive: "You are the one with the biggest card. I still have some small cards. I need to go back to the room to sort them out. Do you want to come together?"
"Of course." Beichen Ye directly held her in his arms and led her into the room.
That day, Mu Qianyu and Bei Chenye discussed in the room all night. There was always a barrier in the room that night, and outsiders could not break through it.
When Beichen Ye appeared in public view again the next morning, his expression was somewhat gloomy, and something seemed to be tumbling in his eyes.
Mu Qianyu felt a little guilty.
However, this is not how it looks in the eyes of others. Aunt Li even took Mu Qianyu's hand and persuaded: "Sir, this man doesn't use it this way?"
"Ah?" Mu Qianyu was a little confused. What is the usage?
Aunt Li coughed twice and said: "It's better to be more restrained in that aspect, otherwise this man will hurt his roots and he will not be able to live in the future..."
Mu Qianyu seemed to understand. Looking at the aunt's eyes that were about to speak, he immediately shook his head: "Auntie, it's really not what you think. The two of us were talking about business last night, but this business involved some other matters.
Things..."
The more she explained, the more she felt that something didn't make sense.
Aunt Li interrupted: "Sir, there is no need to say more, I am a person who has been through this, so I understand."
"..." Mu Qianyu felt that she might not understand very well, but she didn't know what to say.
"Anyway, it's always good to exercise some moderation. I'll go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of ginseng soup for you." Li Dajiang said and hurried away.