In the early morning, Si Fan, the former magistrate of the Wusha official robe, accompanied by his entourage, rode out of the county office. After walking a few steps, Si Fan couldn't help but look back at the main gate of the yamen, and his heart was full of emotion. He secretly decided: "This time I will return to Beijing, and I vow to be an official in Beijing." You can admire the face of the sky and point out the country. Can a big husband be powerless for a day? ”

Thinking of the more than five thousand taels of silver he took away in his pocket, Si Fan smiled slightly, it should be enough, right?

After a few steps forward, I saw the county minister, the chief bookkeeper, the canon and other officials and subordinates set up a colorful shed on the roadside and prepared a banquet to send off. Si Fan smiled and dismounted, and they all cherished each other and toasted each other. After taking a few more steps, he met the yamen officials to set up a colorful table, and after Si Fan received the toast, he was just about to get on the horse, when suddenly a yamen stepped forward quickly and hugged his thighs. Several other people hurriedly took off the boots of their parents, and shouted in unison, "Reveal your true feelings": "I beg the eldest master not to leave!" "His acting skills are top-notch!

This is called taking off their boots and leaving love, which is the custom of the people to retain Qing officials. Of course, no matter how virtuous or foolish the current magistrates are, when they leave office, they will stage such a play anyway. It's a kind of formalism! Si Fan had already prepared, and quietly took off their boots, then changed into spare ones and continued to walk towards the city gate......

Along the way, the banquet in the colorful shed, the official eunuchs, the students and the local ......squires, the scene is very lively, and it continues to the wharf outside the city gate, until it is ready to get off the boat, and suddenly flashes out of the old villagers, stopping the horse and kowtowing, crying and speechless. The people around them crowded and wailed, and held aloft the umbrellas of the people. And Si Fan also wiped the corners of his eyes excitedly, and threw his hands around again and again......

Until he entered the cabin, Si Fan asked the maid to change her clothes and said, "Today's meeting is good!" ”

Master Zhang on the side smiled and made fun: "Lu Xiancheng is very attentive. ”

Si Fan sneered: "He can't wait, right?" ”

"Huh."

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On the dock, the county Cheng Lu Yu was also waving goodbye, and it wasn't until the fleet left the dock that he suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and thought to himself: "This bastard is finally gone." Fortunately, I have been busy these days, and I have personally posted two hundred taels of silver to send this plague god away before the Chinese New Year! ”

The magistrates of the Ming Dynasty, such as the prefect and the magistrate, had great power and could basically be dictatorial, so the people nicknamed the magistrate Bailihou. In some respects, only the governor was allowed to set fires and the people were not allowed to light lamps, which was really not a joke in this era, and sometimes what was said in the county was the king's law.

Therefore, as the second-in-command of the county government, the position of the county is quite awkward. I don't have the slightest power at all, so I can only do nothing every day. It is only during the period between the departure of the county official and the assumption of the new official that the county official can act as the agent of the affairs of the yamen, and he can turn over and become the master at once, and in this period of six months to a year, he will live the addiction of Bailihou.

However, at this time, Lu Yu didn't know that the reason why Si Fan was in a hurry to leave was because there had been displaced people outside the city in recent days, for fear of causing something wrong and affecting the election of officials in his ministry. Therefore, he threw the trouble to Lu Yu, and he was relaxed.

Otherwise, you can wait until after the New Year before leaving office, and now go to the capital, which is also the seal of the New Year of each yamen, and the selection of officials will also have to wait until the New Year. Therefore, Lu Yu is taking the blame for Si Fan.

However, even if he knew that this was the backstab, Lu Yu was still willing to be this backstabber. It's good to act for more than one month, at least for one more month. Therefore, as soon as he returned to the county office, Lu Yu was full of enthusiasm and first presided over the disaster relief affairs.

To tell the truth, this disaster is not very serious, it affects nothing more than a few counties at the junction of Laizhou and Qingzhou, and there are mature procedures for general disaster relief.

In just half a day, most of the affairs were basically completed. Lu Yu was also excited, he had already seen the wealth rolling in. Like the grain donations from official warehouses and large households, it is easy to do things inside. Gate management is to control the entry of displaced people into the city. That is, to raise the gate fee for the people in the disaster area to enter the city, those who have money can enter the city, and as for the poor, they will get out of the way. Anyway, there are a lot of tricks, and I don't let go of every corner of making money.

Gradually, the discussion came to the last item - the resettlement of the victims. However, the general principle of resettlement of the victims is relatively unified, and the method of cash-for-work will be adopted. It is also convenient for the future to compile households and gather the people, and strive for some political achievements in the future.

However, in the cash-for-work scheme, you always need to find a suitable project, right? So Lu Yu began to discuss with the six-room scribe of the yamen.

"Sir! Now that it is a dry season, the channel of the Wang River can be dredged. If you can, the households along the coast can raise eight hundred taels for you. As long as the manpower is guaranteed, it can be completed before the Spring Festival. ”

"Sir! The road to the wharf also needs to be renovated, and the small ones can be collected from the merchants in the city, at least a thousand taels. ”

“……”

This is where there is a disagreement. To put it in modern terms! One represents the interests of the landlords and wants to dredge the irrigation project; One represents the interests of merchants and wants to build roads and docks.

However, with so many people, there must be trade-offs. So for a while, the two sides became arguing.

Lu Yu was also hesitant. If you choose one side, you will definitely offend the other. After all, he is just an agent, and his confidence is always a little lacking.

But at this moment, Bao Hui, the scrivener of the household, suddenly came out of the queue and saluted Lu Yu. The scene suddenly became quiet, among the scribes here, Bao Huiji was the oldest and had the greatest energy in the county. Even a county official like Lu Yu was unwilling to offend.

And Bao Hui had already raised his head, and his voice was steady: "Master, in fact, you can have the best of both worlds, and you can do it together." ”

"Huh?" Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Do it together?" There shouldn't be enough manpower, right? ”

"If it is not enough, household service can be levied. The county is 63 li (here li, referring to one hundred and ten households for one li), and each li has five battles. A total of 315 people. Among them, 300 are young and strong, and the other 15 households serve soup. Coupled with the homeless people who work for relief, it is more than enough for both sides to do it together. ”

"But ......?" Lu Yu was a little hesitant. Since the implementation of the whip law had not been a few years old, the levy of land levies, forced labor, and other miscellaneous levies were combined to levy silver taels. If a new conscription is issued, I am afraid that the imperial court will investigate it afterwards.

Bao Hui smiled slightly, and seemed to understand Lu Yu's concerns: "Master, if you say a word boldly, won't you read the Di newspaper?" Zhang Xiangye has already returned to the west! ”