"Mr. Ji, are they all arranged?"

Qi Jinzhi asked the middle-aged scribe. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged scribe, also known as 'Mr. Ji', was not a bystander, but a friend of the former Wumeng prefect Liang Governor.

When Qi Jin first arrived that day and came to visit the Liang prefect, he was received by this Mr. Ji.

At that time, Mr. Ji was already disappointed in Governor Liang, and was thinking about whether to find another job or simply resign and go home, when he met Qi Jinzhi.

Mr. Ji's heart is bright, Qi Jin's heart is ambitious, the two smart people are not too different from each other too much verbal temptation, and they hook up with great tacit understanding, oh no, they have cooperated together.

This time, Qi Jinzhi was able to come to Wumeng with confidence, and Mr. Ji's 'internal response' contributed a lot.

Mr. Ji has been in Wumeng with the Liang Governor for more than ten years, and he can't say that he knows Wumeng well, but he is very familiar with the most basic government affairs.

Mr. Ji can count the situation of several major families in Wumeng, the officials of the government, and the six counties and towns under Wumeng's rule.

With this 'big butler' here, Qi Jinzhi only needs to drive the Tartars out, and then clean up some of the thorns bouncing on the street, and he doesn't need to worry about other things at all.

Even, after those thorns received the 'labor reform', Qi Jinzhi only put forward a general concept of 'Xiangyong', and Mr. Ji was able to quickly do a good job in the specific resettlement work and follow-up arrangements.

"So that the adults know that Xiang Yong's affairs have been arranged, and Qi Dayong has already sent people to conduct training,"

Mr. Ji sat on the official hat chair under the hall, his back straight, and replied seriously: "The construction of the city wall, moat, barricade and other works has been completed. Those few families were still waiting, but after seeing your thunderous methods with their own eyes, they suddenly actively cooperated. Early this morning, the Lu family sent twenty stones of coarse salt, saying that it was free for Xiang Yong and the Qi family's iron army to eat. ”

Mr. Ji's speed of speech is not very fast, his words are clear, and if you listen carefully, you will find that there is still a faint confidence and pride in his words.

Whether it is preparing for the construction of the township, or building the city defense, contacting the local wealthy families, etc., basically Qi Jinzhi proposed a framework, and then Mr. Ji was fully responsible.

It can be said that these tasks are basically done by himself.

In ancient times, scholars all had the ambition of self-cultivation and Qi family to govern the country and level the world, but Mr. Ji was unable to participate in the imperial examination for various reasons, and he had no chance to display his talents in the world of reading poetry and books and governing the country and the people with a belly.

In the past, when he followed the Liang Governor's Mansion, Mr. Ji also borrowed the platform given to him by the Liang Governor's Mansion to fully display his ambitions.

However, although the Liang prefect trusts him and hands over almost all the government affairs to him, the problem is that the prefect of the Liang prefect has no say in Wumeng, and his decrees can't even be conveyed by the government office, let alone a tasteless and rankless friend?

No matter how much Mr. Ji has ideas and skills, no one will support him, and it will be in vain.

Liang Zhifu has been the prefect for more than ten years, and the more he does, the more he does it.

And Mr. Ji, a confidant of the prefect, is even more aggrieved than the prefect of Liang.

Now that Qi Jinzhi has entered Wumeng strongly, for those Tartars and Thorns, there is no nonsense, and he directly waives two fists and starts fighting.

The means are simple and direct violence, but the effect is very obvious.

In less than two months, the six tribes of Wumeng returned to the rule of Great Qi, and the three tribes of Wumeng, which had been entrenched by the Tartars, all settled down.

With such a record, the wealthy families in Wumeng Mansion were collectively silent, and no one dared to jump out and accuse Qi Jinzhi of 'crossing the line'.

Especially a few days ago, Qi Jinzhi dug up Liang Hai and several other officials who colluded with the Tartars, and after a strict 'trial', the evidence of Liang Hai and other crimes was conclusive.

There were also more than a dozen unscrupulous businessmen who had a relationship with Liang Hai who were corrected together.

Nearly 30 people were cut down in one day, blood flowed all over the ground, and the severed heads were hung directly on poles for public display.

To this day, there are still a few people's heads hanging on the courtyard of the largest vegetable market in Wumeng.

At this moment, the top and bottom of Wumeng were completely quiet, and the ruffians, scoundrels, and thieves who were caught by Qi Jinzhi were even more frightened.

Originally, when they were taken by the 'Qi Family Army' to do hard labor, they were still full of complaints, and a few ruffians who had been studying for a few days secretly instigated the county school students to run to Qi Jinzhi to 'admonish'.

Duan Zhengdao is the representative of the county school students.

However, after Liang Hai and the others were corrected, Duan Zhengdao disappeared directly, and the students of the county school also hid at home.

They didn't even dare to go out of the door, and whenever there was any movement outside, they were all so frightened that they buried their heads in the quilt like ostriches.

As for those little gangsters, they are worried every day, and when they open their eyes in the morning, they are waiting with great anticrity for the 'overseer' to lead them to repair the city walls and dig the moat—as long as they work, it shows that they still have the value of survival, and they will not be dragged out to cut off their heads!

Yes, Qi Jinzhi arrived in Wumeng for less than two months, and he was honored to receive the majestic nickname of 'Qi Beheading'!

With the killing god of Qi beheading poking in the back, Mr. Ji is extremely smooth no matter what he does.

It stands to reason that everything is going well and ambitions are expected to be realized, and Mr. Ji should be happy.

But at this moment, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his thin face was full of worry.

Qi Jinzhi raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Ji, is there something very difficult?" You might as well say it, and let's discuss it together. ”

Mr. Ji hesitated, "My lord, I know that everything you do is for the sake of the court and the people of Wumeng, but, but in the end, in the end—" It's not the prefect of Wumeng.

As the so-called 'bad name' is 'bad words', all of Qi Jinzhi's actions are selfless, all for the stability of Wumeng and the peace of the people, however, he is only Wusa Zhi County, and coming to Wumeng is beyond the level and not in accordance with the rules.

In this case, no matter how correct his behavior is, if he falls into the mouth of others, it is also 'unruly', and may even be illegal.

For example, in the Lianghai incident, it was obvious that they were collaborating with the enemy, and killing only one of them was already Qi Jinzhi's 'kindness'.

But Qi Jinzhi did it without reporting to the imperial court, which in itself is a crime.

If the court investigates it, Qi Jinzhi will definitely be punished, ranging from demotion, loss of office, to imprisonment.

Qi Jinzhi is an aspiring and promising 'Dong Weng', Mr. Ji still wants to follow him to make contributions and display his ambitions, how can he watch him 'make mistakes'?!

Mr. Ji stopped talking and suggested: "My lord, your relatives and friends in Beijing are all nobles, can you ask them, uh, to help you do some activities, okay, how about you give your 'name' to 'Zheng'?" ”

With a serious identity, even if Qi Jinzhi makes Wumeng upside down, others will not be able to catch him.

Hearing this, Qi Jinzhi smiled slightly, and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve pocket, "Mr. Ji doesn't need to worry, you can take a look at this first." ”

Mr. Ji got up, took the paper and looked at it carefully, and after reading a few lines, the Sichuan characters between his eyebrows disappeared.

After reading it, he slapped the paper directly on the table and laughed: "Okay, good, this is really good." ”

The imperial court officially appointed Qi Jinzhi as the prefect of Wumeng, and the next thing was much easier.

"Sir, don't worry." Seeing him like this, Qi Jinzhi's smile lines deepened on his lips, and he said slowly: "Although Wumeng is a wild land that has been plundered by the Tartars for many years, since I am the parent of this place, I will govern it wholeheartedly. ”

The sage was willing to let Qi Jinzhi, a 'hairy boy' who was less than twenty, be the prefect for many reasons:

First, he was in a hurry to follow the power and valued Qi Jinzhi's ability;

the second is to give face to Master Miaozhen and several nobles such as Qi and Gu;

Thirdly, and the main reason, it is still the barren and barren nature of Wumeng, and most of such a place is used to house officials who have made mistakes or been excluded.

The land is barren, the people are strong, the transportation is inconvenient, and the economy is poor...... It can be said that there is nothing to do, but there are many bandits and turmoil, which is nothing less than chicken ribs in terms of the imperial court.

Therefore, when Liang Yi was wandering around in the six divisions of Wumeng, although the saint was a little unhappy, he did not bother to send people to exterminate him.

Perhaps in Xiao Ye's opinion, the taxes in Wumeng alone are not worth the money and food spent by the imperial court on a single dispatch.

The left and right are the disease of scabies, and Xiao Ye didn't take this place seriously.

Of course, if Qi Jinzhi could manage this place well, the sage would still be happy, and under the persuasion of Master Miaozhen, with a stroke of the pen, he was directly promoted.

Mr. Ji's figure was a little thin, but his face was full of strange brilliance, and he met Qi Jinzhi's eyes, and his hands clenched into fists respectfully and deeply, "A certain silk, I wish to trust the arbor!" ”

Qi Jinzhi smiled, Mr. Ji 'took refuge' before, but he just regarded him as a platform to realize his ambitions. But at this moment, he really regards himself as 'Dong Weng'.

……

"Okay, you're right, I'm kind enough to save you, you don't say thank you, you still want to sneak away?"

Ah Zhuo stood in the open space under the high wall, and not far in front of him was a young man with a messy figure, his delicate facial features were distorted, but he could still make out his appearance.

This person is the first talent of Wumeng, and Duan Zhengdao and Duan Xiu are also.

At this moment, the gentle and handsome Duan Xiucai landed on the ground, his hair was messy, and he was glaring at Ah Zhuo with a humiliating face.

Seeing this, Ah Zhuo became more and more annoyed, stretched out a finger, and suddenly turned into a small teapot, scolding: "What? You don't want to repay the favor, but you still want to repay the kindness? Let me tell you, Qi Jingguan at this time, oh no, it's Qi who is cutting off his head and killing in Wumeng, if you go back, it will be a dead end. ”

Ah Zhuo scolded while looking at Duan Zhengdao's expression, and when he saw that he heard the words 'Qi beheaded', his pupils shrank imperceptibly, and he made up his mind, and continued to scare: "Also, King Xiaoliang also led three thousand elites to Wumeng, and he had already surrounded Wumeng Mansion. ”

She withdrew her hand and continued to pinch her waist and circle around Duan Zhengdao, a pair of clear eyes swept around his slightly thin body, "You are just a weak scholar, in the words of your scholars, you can't lift your shoulders or carry your hands, just your small body, you can pass through the thousands of troops of King Xiaoliang, and then climb over the high city walls, and finally fool the beheaded Xiangyong and go home?" ”

Duan Zhengdao shrank down, a gloom flashed in his eyes, and an endless sense of humiliation was born in his heart.

Yes, he is indeed weaker, but he is not a useless scholar.

Biased towards Azhuo, a barbarian girl, arrogant and unreasonable, she tied him all the way from Wumeng to Shuixi.

He doesn't want to go to Shuixi, and he doesn't want to be subject to a woman.

Although this woman is full of satisfaction for him, but, but he is a descendant of the royal family of Dali, how can he be a ghost barbarian girl?!

Of course, Duan Zhengdao refused to go to Shuixi, and there was a reason he couldn't say.

Shuixi is different from Wumeng, where it is more prosperous, and the literary style is also prevalent, and the level of students in the county school does not know how many streets are thrown out of Wumeng County School.

Duan Zhengdao was the first talent in Wumeng, but he was in Shuixi...... Tsk, the person in front of him also had two slaps.

Duan Zhengdao seems to be sour and rotten, but in fact, he is very clear-minded, and he understands the difference between a chicken head and a phoenix tail very well.

Compared with the obscurity in Shuixi, he still prefers to hug in front of Wumeng!

So, Shuixi or something, he didn't want to go!

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Duan Zhengdao tore the curtain into strips and kneaded it into hemp rope, wanting to escape by climbing over the wall while it was dark.

As soon as he climbed a quarter of the way down the hemp rope, before his hand touched the wall, he was discovered by Ah Zhuo's guards.

The guards were also single, and directly cut the hemp rope, Duan Zhengdao was caught off guard, and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he didn't climb the ground high, only two or three feet above the ground, so he was not injured.

Ah Zhuo scolded for a quarter of an hour, intimidating and luring, but Duan Zhengdao was like a dumb person and didn't say a word.

Ah Zhuo was anxious and angry, and wanted to punish him severely, but he was reluctant, and finally waved his hand, ordered someone to tie him up and throw him back to the guest room, and after dawn, he was directly put on the horse and dragged back.

"Second Miss, this surnamed Duan is a gutsless softie, you, why bother-"

The guards beside Azhuo couldn't look at it, muttering in a low voice behind her.

Ah Zhuo smiled, "I don't like to read, and I don't know a few words, but I only respect readers." Duan Zhengdao does have some problems, but he has real talent and learning. What are you afraid of if you are timid, at least you won't get into trouble like Ah Duo's man. ”

She can't forget it, that year she secretly went to Wumeng to play, and when she was eating tea in the teahouse, she happened to meet a few polite young men who wrote poems.

Among them, there was a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he spoke with a style she had never seen before.

In the words of the Han people, it is called 'poetry and books in the belly', Ah Zhuo doesn't understand, but she just thinks that the young man is different from others, watching him fight poems with others, listening to him slowly reciting poems in a clear voice, she is like a little rabbit, her heart is pounding.

Over the years, Ah Zhuo likes to run after Duan Zhengdao when he is fine, but Duan Zhengdao is a stubborn person, and he doesn't want to go back to the cottage with Ah Zhuo.

Now Ah Zhuo sees that Ah Duo even has a child, but she can't even handle a little scholar, and she is called a nest fire in her heart, so this time she simply relented and tied people back directly.

"Miss, she, she's really back?"

When it comes to the intelligent and capable Zhan Aduo, the guards can't help but show yearning on their faces.

"Yes, with her man and child, she's finally back!"

An inexplicable brilliance flashed in Ah Zhuo's eyes, and when he looked at it again, he returned to his straightforward appearance, and thought to himself: Qi Qinzhi and Zhan Ah Duo are back, and the situation in the southwest will definitely change.

……

On the official road on the other side, two couples, Qi Qinzhi and Qi Mianzhi, were rushing to the southwest.

Looking at the more and more familiar scenery on both sides, Qi Qinzhi and Zhan Aduo couldn't help but smile: Southwest, Shuixi, we are back! (To be continued.) )