"Although this son has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, the road is uneven and draws a knife to help, here is the famous Hanlin Lane in Tokyo, there are hundreds of officials living in Beijing here, and there are many court officials above the third grade, I am just a grass people, that is, lend me a hundred guts, in broad daylight, I dare not blatantly tear down the wall and open the house. The secretary of the Street Division, you think too highly of me. ”

Zhao Huiruo, who was dressed as a man, faced the tolerance of the street divisions, especially Wang Hao, the street division in a blue uniform, and she immediately denied it in a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

When Zhao Huiruo just finished answering in the negative, Wang Hao fell into confusion again, and secretly guessed in his heart who demolished the illegal buildings on the left and right sides of Hanlin Lane in the west before they arrived, and the action was so fast, which greatly surprised him.

Just when Wang Hao was secretly wondering, he heard Zhang Sanmu behind him, and he reported breathlessly: "Wang ...... Wang Sicheng, I ...... I'm just going to the East ...... Hanlin Lane in the east was investigated, and it was ...... found illegal buildings on both sides, also ...... It's all been demolished! ”

Although Wang Hao and Zhang Sanmu are called brothers in private, in front of people, especially in front of outsiders or strangers, Zhang Sanmu can no longer be called "Brother Hao", either, call "Si Cheng official", or directly call "Wang Sicheng".

After listening to Zhang Sanmu's report, Wang Hao realized a problem, that is, there are more than 200 illegal buildings in Hanlin Lane on the east and west sides, all of which have been demolished one by one.

After Wang Hao thought about it for a while, he immediately made a bold assumption in his heart: If I am not mistaken, last afternoon, the illegal buildings that were painted with the word "demolition" must have been demolished by their own residents.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao knocked on the doors of more than a dozen houses next to this Hanlin Lane in the west, and the answers he got were surprisingly consistent.

As he expected, these family members who opened the courtyard door all invariably said that in order to cooperate with Zhao Guan's month-long inspection of street invasion and road occupation, the owner of their house either dispatched his own family members or hired outside laborers to demolish the illegal buildings by himself before noon today.

In addition, what made Wang Hao feel a little flattered was that yesterday, when he knocked on the door to notify the illegal building, the family members or deacons who opened the door to receive him either raised their eyebrows coldly, or blew their beards and glared, their attitudes were extremely arrogant, and they didn't take him, the street secretary with the rank of eighth-rank official, in their eyes at all.

On the other hand, the people who opened the door to receive Wang Hao today, whether they were young family members or middle-aged and elderly deacons, their posture was very low, not only after seeing Wang Hao, they all gave their hands to give salutes without exception, but also shouted "Si Cheng Guan", and they all answered questions, and they were extremely cooperative, which made Wang Hao a little uncomfortable.

When Wang Hao led people to knock on the door to inquire, Zhao Huiruo took Zhang Maoze and the three internal guards who accompanied him, and quickly left the Hanlin Lane in the west, rushed to the entrance of the alley, and left quickly in a carriage.

When Wang Hao finished knocking on the door and inquiring, he found that the woman he met in Hanlin Lane had disappeared with someone, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Isn't there such a saying, called: frustrated in love, proud in officialdom.

Although the current Wang Hao is just an eight-grade street Si Cheng, in the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, Tokyo, there are many officials with higher grades than him, but in the implementation of the forced demolition of the order, he gnawed the hard bone of Hanlin Lane, which is naturally a solid and good start, as the so-called: a good start is half the success.

No, Wang Hao saw that since he was leading nearly five hundred soldiers of the Street Division, each of whom was holding various tools in his hands, and now they were no longer of any use, he beckoned everyone to return the same way and go home.

After returning to the Yamen of the Street Division, Wang Hao first asked his 500 soldiers to rest for a while, while he himself didn't care about dinner, took his good brother, drove the only carriage of their Street Division, and went to the bustling market on the west side of Liangmen Street, visited more than a dozen grocery stores in a row, and bought a total of 100 barrels of white paint.

Because this carriage can only transport about ten pokes at a time, the hundred barrels of white paint purchased by Wang Hao took no less than ten trips back and forth to complete the transportation.

"Deputy Zhang knows, this guy bought hundreds of barrels of white paint in one go, do you know what he uses it for?" Looking for Huiruo, who was riding in the carriage, had been following behind Wang Hao's carriage, and when she saw this scene, she asked Zhang Maoze, who was sitting opposite her, in a curious tone.

At this time, Zhang Mao, seeing that Wang Hao had purchased so many barrels of white paint, was also confused, and in the face of Zhao Huiruo's inquiry, he shook his head slightly, and replied: "Princess Qiyu, the little one doesn't know what this Si Cheng of the Street Division has done after buying so much white paint, let's follow him, and then continue to observe for a while, maybe the answer will emerge naturally." ”

After listening to Zhang Maoze's answer, Zhao Huiruo felt that it was quite reasonable, so she did not continue to ask, but ordered the inner guard who drove the carriage to follow closely behind Wang Hao's carriage, and not to stop without her order.

Carried a hundred buckets of white paint to the open space in the front yard of the Yamen of the Street Division, it was already nightfall, the lights were on, and it was about to arrive at the time of the unitary time, Wang Hao, who was hungry all afternoon, although his stomach was hungry, he didn't care about eating the evening food, so he gathered the five hundred soldiers of the Street Division who had eaten dinner together, and he had to assign a difficult task.

I saw Wang Hao, who had a serious face, facing the five hundred soldiers of the Street Division in front of him, and commanded in a commanding tone: "Brothers of the Street Division, after the team is disbanded, you should hurry back to your respective dormitories to sleep, and reassemble here at the end of the night."

From the very beginning of the day, you should inspect the streets and alleys that you have divided, and mark all the illegal buildings that you inspect that exceed the boundaries of the 'surface wood' before tomorrow's hour. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Hao suddenly paused, pointed to the hundred barrels of white paint placed three zhang away from him, his voice raised an octave, and continued to command: "I think you have all seen it, right next to us, there are a hundred barrels of white paint, each of you prepare a wooden stick by yourself, and when you mark the illegal building, use the wooden stick to glue the white paint, and write an eye-catching word 'demolition' on the outer wall."

"In view of the limited public funds of our street division, I only bought 100 barrels of white paint, and it is not realistic for everyone to have one bucket. We had to get together with five of us and use a bucket of white paint. Alright, all the brothers are now dispersed, hurry back to their respective dormitories to rest. ”