On the outskirts of Bianliang City, a small boat floated, and there was a boatman in Tsing Yi on it, patiently waiting for the passengers on the case.

Looking at it, this person is more than seven feet tall, with an iron tower-like body, wearing a black dress, and the whole person exudes a strong and fierce temperament. In particular, two fists are like two hammers.

The old boatman secretly said in his heart, what a strong man, if he is beaten by this fist, it is estimated that the old arms and legs will definitely not survive.

The man clenched his fist at a fat man in black brocade and said in a low voice: "Taiwei Song is so helpful, how can he teach Wu Song to repay him?" ”

Song Jiang is a privy envoy, although he has not yet been awarded the title of lieutenant, but the people of the Great Song Dynasty are used to calling him a privy envoy and wearing a high hat.

Song Jiang said with a smile: "It's too raw to talk like this, why do you have to know each other when you meet, you are the brother of Xie Zhen and the treasure, and you are my brother of Song Jiang." ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look around, put his hand to his mouth and said, "But when you get to the south, don't use the name Wu Song again, don't mention the past, and come back with a reputation in the water master." Isn't a man's life to make meritorious contributions and serve the court? ”

Wu Song clenched his fists heavily, turned around and got on the boat, and Song Jiang left until he saw that the boat was gone.

When he arrived on the ship, Wu Song really leaned on the side of the cabin, and refused to say more gossip.

I didn't expect to be able to get out of prison and pick up my life this time, and with the righteousness of Taiwei Song, if there is a chance in the future, I must repay this great favor.

The old boatman who rowed the oars glanced at the big man and asked with a smile: "Hou Sheng, the grade that I gave you just now is not low, I look like a big official." ”

Wu Song chuckled lightly and said, "An elder brother in the clan is not a big official. ”

The old boatman laughed in his heart, when I am a mallet, I am a person from Bianjing. These hillbillies are self-righteous, with a black Shandong accent, and although they are in civilian clothes, they are wearing purple and gold official boots. The entire Bianliang is also the privy envoy Song Jiang.

An old boatman in Bianliang is also very proud in his heart, which shows Bianliang's status at this time.

The local decline for a hundred years, and the whole country supports a city, which is by no means a new policy of the imperial court, which can be easily reversed.

The fact that local officials were uneven, such as Cai Huzi, who abused the people, even provoked the instigators to assassinate them on the street, which shows the depth of the contradictions between the officials and the people.

A horse-drawn carriage drove in front of the royal street, surrounded by guarded guards. Yang Lin was in the carriage, frowning, just now in the Ming Hall, Bai Shizhong's question was very sharp, how could the local officials of such a big court of the Great Song Dynasty understand the meaning.

When it reaches them, I don't know how many times it has been relayed, and the people in them will inevitably have some selfishness and prejudice.

Is it really to the borderland, deep in the mountains, is it still the original meaning of the imperial court?

In the Great Song Dynasty, there were Di newspapers, and there were also profit-making merchants who copied Di Bao for sale. Officials are willing to spend some money to buy it in order to save trouble. But when this thing arrived at Zhao Ji, it was already in name only.

Yang Lin twisted his eyebrows and pondered, how to make this thing play the greatest effect.

Back in Zhaodefang, Rong Niang in the inner courtyard took off his court clothes, changed into a light swallow suit, and snorted on the bed.

Yang Lin looked curiously, and saw Xu Jin'er's two sisters, still lying in the quilt, wrapped in an apricot red silk quilt, sleeping peacefully with their eyes closed.

A crimson silk quilt was only covered to the chest, lined with a snow-white arm outside the quilt, and Xu Saiyue, who was embroidering a female red next to her, blushed and stepped forward to cover her.

"It's so dishonest to sleep when you're pregnant." After speaking, Yang Lin got up by himself and tucked the corners of the quilt for them. The two sisters were pregnant at the same time, and Yang Lin couldn't help but feel proud. A few days ago, Zhehuanxiang was also pregnant, and this year she also has many sons and daughters.

The maids in the house are all red-eyed, if only they were loved by Da Lang like this, they all blame their stomachs for not being angry.

Yang Lin saw that the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and said with a smile: "What do you see, this old man kills two birds with one stone, which shows that he is strong and strong." You are all personal maids near the water, which one has not been favored, and there has been no movement until now, which is really not angry! ”

After Yang Lin finished speaking, there were more than a dozen maids in the room, all of whom bowed their heads in shame.

Xu Saiyue covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Da Lang, my uncle is here." ”

Liu Rongniang brought a cup of hot tea, Yang Lin took a sip lightly, and asked, "Xu Zhichang?" How long has it been? ”

As he spoke, he was about to get up and took Xu Saiyue to the flower hall, only to see Xu Zhichang staring at a pair of ink treasures, fascinated.

"This is Cai Xiang's handwriting, if you like it, just take it when you leave."

Xu Zhichang heard footsteps at this time, Yang Lin and his niece had already arrived, and heard that the two cousins were pregnant together, Xu Zhichang was also quite happy in his heart.

"How does this make it, Shaozai, the matter of the Di report that I said in the court, after the lower official went back, I checked it in the Ministry of Rites, and it has indeed been abandoned for a long time."

Yang Lin secretly scolded in his heart, this bird is a big song, all the useful things are broken, and he has the most civil officials, but he refuses to do any work. Countless idle officials chanted poems in the Qinglou in Bianliang every day, drunk and dreamed of death, thinking that they really had no work to do. It turns out that there is no one to do the work, and it used to be a bunch of waste.

"The imperial decrees are different, how can we promote the new policy, in my opinion, simply set up a special government office in the Ministry of Rites, responsible for the transcription and dissemination of the newspaper. In the thirteen provinces, there must be a special post guard, who is responsible for delivering the Di newspaper. As soon as the imperial decree comes out, it will reach all the borders within a month at the latest! ”

Xu Zhichang secretly calculated and asked: "This government office, since it is in the Ministry of Rites, I don't know how many officials to set up, is it and rank?" ”

"You go to the people of the Ministry of Officials to discuss, it should not be too high, nor too low, just choose from the Jinshi selected by Taixue every year. As for the name of the government office, it will be called the General Administration. In the future, all the contents of the early dynasties of the imperial court had to be recorded, and the important ones were copied and printed, and then sent to various places.

Let the local officials also participate in the early dynasty through the Di Bao, don't think that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and this Great Song Dynasty is at the feet of the Son of Heaven. ”

Xu Zhichang remembered that he was very organized, and nodded frequently, and the post station opened by the former had a new use. In this way, it is indeed conducive to the implementation of the New Deal.

Yang Lin was afraid that he would not be able to fully comprehend what he meant, and added: "This time it is not a formality, it will be issued once a month, and the local political achievements and opinions will also be written into a chapter and brought back by the post guard." Since it is to be done, it will be implemented, and everything will be given priority by the new deal. ”

Xu Zhichang hugged his fists and said: "Shaozai, rest assured, our Ministry of Rites is bound to do our best to do a good job for Shaozai." ”

Yang Lin nodded, Xu Zhichang bowed slightly, said a few words to his niece, and left.

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