Jing Zhao Yin, Chang'an City.

This is the land of the three auxiliaries of the Han Empire, and it is also the capital of the pre-Han Dynasty. Xi'an Chang'an City, that is the belief of the Han people.

And now, after four hundred miles of Shanglin Yuan, I visited several counties all the way, stepping on the bluestone slab engraved with a long history, and the majestic Chang'an City came into the eyes of Ma Yue.

Majestic is usually used for the city pass, Chang'an City is an exception, here has been the capital of the Han Dynasty before Emperor Guangwu, although it has been full of war, but the pride of Chang'an people has not burned out in the war, although it is no longer the national capital, but Chang'an City is still called Xijing, Chang'an nine cities and one hundred and sixty Lu Li has not changed in the slightest, the towering city even surpasses Luoyang, the six zhang city wall is absolutely majestic.

It is here that Ma Yue will begin his political career for the first time in the true sense of the word.

Ma Yue is accustomed to light cars and simple travel, and this time he only brought Peng Shi and two doormen, the lame Liu Erlang and the exiled swordsman Sun Wei.

Although he was already a powerful party and his status could change, many of his habits were not so easy to change, just as he was not used to being served.

When the sound of four tall Xianbei horses stepping on the official road with Luan bells reached the city gate, the east gate of Chang'an became lively, and the Chang'an officials who were guarding here early in the morning walked around and posed for a grand welcome.

Peng Shi straddled the horse and saw the officials rubbing shoulders in the distance, raised his horsewhip and pointed to the front and turned his head to Ma Yue and said, "Fujun, the officials of Chang'an City have a lot of respect for you." ”

"Hmph." Ma Yue tugged on the reins and said angrily: "Respectful? I don't see it. ”

Do your own thing, and they won't respect themselves so much.

Respect, most of them are afraid, so they make such a timid appearance, Ma Yue has been an official for several years, have you ever respected your superiors? Except for Liang Hu, no one has ever drunk a pot of pulp in his house, and no one has a big sum of money sent by Ma Yue!

took out the Jingzhao Yin Yin letter from the horse pocket and threw it towards Peng Shi, Ma Yue said: "Tell them that Ma Yue is here, let them dodge." ”

"No!"

Peng Shi turned over on a beautiful horse and caught the seal letter steadily, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, he thought about those Xijing officials galloping, ran to the front of him for more than ten steps and reined in the horse and asked: "My master is the new Jingzhao Yin Ma Yue Ma Junhao, who are you waiting for to block the road here, get out of the way quickly!" ”

Peng Shi is talking nonsense here, these people are dressed neatly in official uniforms one by one, although the largest is only a thousand stone county magistrate, but he can't treat everyone as an idle person. If this is a crime, Peng Shi's white body sees many court officials without getting off the horse to pay a visit, which is enough to be imprisoned.

But he Peng Shi is Jing Zhaoyin, the attendant of the servants, these individuals, who dares to frown?

Someone dares.

A middle-aged man dressed in the appearance of a thousand stone county order walked out of the crowd, but he was in his thirties, with upright facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a frowning brow with a little anger, a little impatient, and arched his hand and said: "This strong man, please tell Ma Jingzhao that the officials above the six hundred stones of Jingzhao Yin are all here, and they have made a special trip to welcome Ma Jingzhao into the city." ”

Peng Shi stiffened his neck, squinted at the county order, suddenly smiled, and said, "The prince already knows about you, let you get out of the way." ”

As he spoke, Ma Yue and the others had already stepped forward, glanced at the dozens of officials, and said, "Ah Shi come back." ”

"The gentlemen are kind to Ma Yuexin, if you have nothing to do, please go back, there is something to wait for you in Jingzhao Mansion."

Ma Yue said that he would beat the horses and walk, and took a few people to ignore the dozens of officials here, and walked into the city by himself.

A military attache standing in front of the Qianshi County Commander looked at the back of the horse riding away and asked, "Yang County Order, what do you think of this?" ”

So many officials have been waiting here for a long time, and Ma Yue came over and said lightly, and the next sentence is over?

The man known as Yang County Ling smiled fearlessly and said, "Heh, looking at others praising him like this, do you really think that he is Ma Yue lying in Luoyang?" It's okay, since he wants to have fun, I'll accompany him to the end, go, go to the house. ”

Saying that, Yang Xian Ling squeezed his eyes and smiled, his expression was a little gloomy, "Let's go quietly, Ma Jingzhao saw that Jingzhao Mansion was empty and empty, what do you think he would think?" ”

"No."

Yang County Commander greeted, and dozens of Jing Zhaoyin officials followed Yang County Commander to Chang'an City as if they had found the backbone.

Ma Yue didn't take these officials to heart at all, he was completely attracted by the grandeur of Chang'an City, the twelve city gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest, four avenues from north to south, four avenues from east to west, there are countless pavilions and pavilions, it is really called Ma Yue...... The more I looked, the more angry I became.

"Peng Shi, when you settle down, you write down all these mansions with pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard for me, and see who their owner's surname is, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, can there be hundreds of marquis in such a Chang'an city?"

Encroachment, this is the first word that broke into Ma Yue's mind, the pattern of Chang'an City is similar to Luoyang, the common people mostly live in the south of the city, as there is no palace in Xijing City, a larger area is used as an official temple and private residence, Ma Yue has seen more mansions of dignitaries in Luoyang, these are not enough to shock him, but make him angry, he does not believe that there will be more dignitaries in Chang'an City than Luoyang...... Jing Zhaoyin is a place, I'm afraid it's not so easy to govern.

led the horse in the city for several miles, because no one cast a strange eye on him because of his regular clothes, and there were no carriages and horses to make way for him, which gave Ma Yue a rare opportunity since he had been an official for several years.

Let him go and stand low and see the world he is familiar with.

After passing through the nine cities of Chang'an, he heard the shouts of merchants, saw the weaving of pedestrians, walked through the streets and alleys, and saw the noble man in Chinese clothes galloping across the avenue in the east of the city.

In the south of the city, he saw children wearing patched clothes singing nursery rhymes behind his horse's buttocks.

He saw the happiness of the people, and he also saw the suffering of the people.

This is the place where he really wants to govern, the real Chang'an City.

The dignitaries and nobles were unable to see it, and the common people lived a difficult life. Even though they were all laughing, the more Ma knew what he had to do.

"Ah Shi, go to Jingzhao Mansion!"

Ma Yue has no anger or resentment, he understands that this is a mess left over for a long time, and it is not anyone's fault, but others can ignore it, but he will not do anything less than what he should do.

In front of Jingzhao Mansion, the surrounding county officials came much earlier than him, and during the time he wandered around Chang'an City, these county officials waited in Jingzhao Mansion for a long time, and they couldn't hold it anymore, Ma Yue walked to the front of the mansion and smiled at everyone: "Gentlemen, linger because of the beautiful scenery of Chang'an, I hope you don't blame, please enter the court with me." ”

Hearing Ma Yue's accusation, the faces of the people around him were a little better, although Ma Yue was higher than their official position, but it was too cold to say, after all, they were all county magistrates with heads and faces.

Jingzhao Mansion now has an empty mansion, there is only one Jingzhao Gongcao in it, not to mention the rest of the subordinate officials, not even one of the attendants, Ma Yue has no experience in serving as a local, he used to be the county magistrate, and he didn't know that the county general Taishou was able to appoint subordinate officials on his own, compared to the subordinate officials of Jingzhao Mansion, all of them had been taken away by the previous Jingzhao Yin.

What made Ma Yue feel even more gloomy was that not only was there no one available, but the Jingzhao Mansion was so empty that there was no decoration, only some water tanks and other things were left, and there was not even a kitchen knife left in the kitchen!

"Fujun, this ...... Excessive, right? ”

Peng Shi was a little angry, and whispered softly in Ma Yue's ear about the situation in the house, Ma Yue frowned, and asked the county magistrates sitting under the hall: "Gentlemen, who is Jing Zhaoyin who took office?" ”

The person who took the lead in speaking outside the city before got up and said: "Back to the palace, the previous Jingzhao Yin is now the Yongle Shaofu Fan Boss, I don't know what the mansion is asking?" ”

"It's nothing, Lord Fan is a good official, there is no waste." Ma Yue nodded and smiled, he knew this Fan Ling, he was appointed as Yongle Shaofu at the beginning of the year, and he had a face-to-face with Fan Ling when he taught the little prince martial arts, and he was also a figure who favored the eunuchs, but he was still more sincere in treating people. He also did some good things for Jing Zhaoyin, built a Jinghe canal in Yangling, and built a good thing for water conservancy and people's livelihood.

At this mention, Ma Yue also remembered that Fan Ling did bring a group of people to Luoyang when he was appointed as Yongle Shaofu, and he thought that he was a subordinate official before Jing Zhaoyin.

"Gentlemen, meeting you for the first time, please introduce yourself, and by the way, talk about the situation in each county."

Ma Yue sat on the main seat and asked the officials about the livelihood of the counties, but what he thought was that he needed to recruit other people who could be trusted, one to supplement the vacancies of subordinate officials, and the other to really need to rectify the atmosphere of the counties, which were all things that needed manpower.

"The lower official An ordered the Yang Party."

"Xiaguan Xinfeng ordered Yang Fang."

"Xiaguan Baling Ling Han Yan."

"Yang Wei, the head of the Yangling Tomb of Xiaguan."

Ma Yue suddenly came back to his senses when he heard this, why are these people all surnamed Yang? Could it be Yang Ci's clan, Hongnong Yang's family? Listen patiently, there are ten magistrates in the eleven counties, not to mention, there are actually four county orders surnamed Yang, Ma Yue asked: "Everyone, surnamed Yang, who is the person?" ”

Chang'an ordered Yang Dang to be the one who answered outside the city before, and now he got up again, and the officials around him were not unhappy, only the Gong Cao left by Jingzhao Mansion frowned, only to hear Yang Dang get up and say: "Huifu Jun, the three Yang surnames are all Baling people, and they are the lower official clans." ”

Ma Yue listened, and came back to taste, what kind of person is this Yang Dang, he has no respect for himself as a superior, and others are afraid to die, but he dared to stand up and speak again and again, and said unashamedly that the four county magistrates are the same family...... Basically, it's to warn Ma Yue, you do your thing, don't mess with me, this guy has something to rely on!

Ma Yue has been unhappy with him since he knew that he was Chang'an Ling, and the huge Xijing was made miasma by him, and this guy still dared to pretend to be garlic in front of him?

"My father is Guo Changshi, you should know it, the lower official has prepared a banquet, I want you to move to the cold house to rest, and talk about political affairs tomorrow, what do you think?"

Zhongchang waiter, Guo Sheng!