The Shuntian Governor Yamen, located in Zunhua, ushered in 13 masters and 60 junior officials from the 30 prefectures and counties under its jurisdiction in early November, and the news that Jia Huan was in the governor's shogunate could not be hidden at all. The clerks and masters who come and go www.biquge.info know that Jia Huan is the one who can take ideas among the eight staff members of the governor's yamen, and he has more authority than the governor's son, Zhang Dagongzi. The person sent the nickname: the little governor.

Combined with the time when Jia Huan came to Zunhua, it is not difficult for anyone who cares to know the conclusion that the secondment of the clerk some time ago is related to him.

It was not surprising that Li Ping, a petty official of the Ministry of Industry and Yamen, who was in the capital, could learn the news. Jingguan is often well-informed.

However, Master Luo, the staff member sent by Zhao Junbo, the county commander of Wanping County, was busy checking up and down, and was familiar with the seven or eight staff members and 20 officials of the governor's yamen, but the news was one step behind. After waiting for the correspondence, Master Luo asked someone to invite Jia Huan to Sanyuan Restaurant for dinner, but Jia Huan politely refused.

Jia Huan came to Zunhua not as a staff member, and he didn't care much about the exchanges in the officialdom. Jia Huan's daily life is generally to walk from Walnut Lane, where he lived, to the governor's yamen at about 9 o'clock in the morning, enter through the back door, and go to the public house on the left.

Hu Xiaosi, Jiang Xing, Guiqu, and Qian Huai's four entourages were all left by him in the small courtyard of Walnut Lane. He had to spread the word in the governor's yamen, and he didn't need his long entourage to run errands.

At this point in the morning, the staff members who were working in the public room on the left were basically there. They each greeted Jia Huan. "Brother Jia Shi, good morning." "Master Xiao Jia is here." "Ziyu, here. ”

"Hmm. Here it comes. Jia Huan responded with a smile and sat down in the first position on the left side of the room. In the morning, I was basically discussing and dealing with the affairs that had been gathered, or reading the official documents that came and went, learning the official language of the dynasty and the official articles.

In the afternoon, he followed the mountain chief Zhang Anbo to re-study the four books. Jia Huan was not in a hurry to study "Spring and Autumn". With the attainments of the mountain chief in the spring and autumn period, if he can learn all the things, he will definitely not be bad in the Five Classics in the examination. Jinshi, Juren, and Xiucai have different depths and breadths of understanding of the words and sentences in the four books. Jia Huan re-learned, gained something else, and took notes one by one.

In the evening, he occasionally had wine and dinner with Pang Ze, Zhang Chengjian, He Staff and others. The rest of the time is spent at home reading books. Or write about his plans, programs.

The pace of life in ancient times was generally slow. Official documents and messages relied on the post station system at that time to transmit, and the speed was not fast. It is precisely because of this that Jia Huan had enough time to study, sort out, and precipitate during this time in Zunhua.

Jia Huan has a clear enough understanding of his future. No plan can be made overnight and immediately realized. He looked at Jingshi in Zunhua, hundreds of miles away from the capital, this top stage. Now, it's far from the time when he'll be able to play.

Like a squirrel in winter, slowly collecting all kinds of "nuts", in the cold winter of the tenth year of Yongzhi, in this sparse small county, he accumulated his own strength. Learn the language of officialdom, articles. Study the Four Books and Five Classics, and wait for the next moment of spring boudoir competition in three years.

And because of the power extended by the mountain chief's trust, he is called the little governor, and the prestige, enjoyment, and flattery brought by him are like the streets of the ancient city that are not prosperous and prosperous in winter, and the yellow leaves of the trees are blown by the cold wind, and they are swirling in the air and in the heart. He didn't care.

Iron also needs to be hard.

He wants to promote Jia Zheng's career and persuade Jia Zheng to bet, the most important thing is that he has enough weight to speak. There are two things that show it. First, he wants to become a jinshi, enter the official career, and fight in the sea. Second, he should increase his voice in Jiafu. This is the goal for the near term.

Perhaps, it can be described with some Wenqing words and sentences: Jia Huan's mood when he sat in front of the pear wood desk and replied to his third sister, nicknamed "Rose", when the snow was scattered on the branches of the trees in the cold winter night, under the bright oil lamp.

That year, Jia Huan as a teenager had not yet grown a beard, and stood quietly in Zunhua County, which was full of historical precipitation, looking westward: was it the frivolity after the lift? Is it the laziness of becoming famous at a young age? Or is it freehand after indulging?

He plucked the leaves in the breeze, wrote down the swaying and falling sentences, and released them in the north wind, sending back his sincere greetings. Flowing horizontally at the end of the pen, between the lines, there is a sense and edge that Xiaoxue can't hide. Also, a faint, bright sadness.

Wen Qing. Again, in the right language.

In late November, when the first light snow fell in Zunhua County, Jia Huan sent a letter back to Tanchun. The letter greeted the lives and daily lives of Aunt Zhao, Tanchun, and Jiafu sisters and sisters. Declined Qingwen and Ruyi's request to comply.

He also informed that Tanchun would return to the capital around the beginning of the lunar month. His trip to Jiangnan will be postponed. It's a sane choice. At the end of the letter, I asked about Sister Bao's current situation. In a word. Like a ripple in the heart lake with the tip of a pen, what emerges is her angry face.

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The day after the light snow, Zunhua County gradually became lively. Merchants in Shuntianfu, Yongpingfu, and the capital have gathered in Zunhua one after another.

Because, on 16 November, the Shuntian Governor Yamen issued an official letter to the subordinate prefectures and counties: The construction of water conservancy will be carried out in the form of money and grain collection. In addition to the money and grain supported by the prefectures, money and grain will be collected from merchants. Merchants who donate money and grain will be exempted from different amounts of commercial tax in Suncheon and Yongpyeong.

The commercial tax here mainly includes the tax of merchants walking through the checkpoints in the land of the two provinces and entering the city. Of course, the tax revenue that enters the capital cannot be controlled by the Shuntian Governor.

How the governor yamen made profits to the businessmen, how to attract investment, how to fight lawsuits with subordinate states and counties, and how to coordinate the distribution of interests, Jia Huan didn't care, and all of them were left to Pang Ze and Zhang Chengjian. He continued to study the Four Books and Five Classics with the mountain chief, during which he went to the Dongling of the Emperor Zhou for a tour. There are four emperors, ten queens, more than 100 concubines, and several princes and princesses buried in the Tangling.

On the 22nd, the matter of attracting investment ended, and a total of about 10,000 taels of silver were raised. It is enough to repair the water conservancy of the two prefectures, and the states and counties immediately recruited people to start construction.

On the afternoon of the next day, Jia Huan hosted a banquet for Pang Ze, Zhang Chengjian, and He staff at Sanyuan Restaurant. Thanks to their hard work, it was not Jia Huan's turn to say. This is best said by Zhang Chengjian and Zhang Shige, the son of the mountain chief. Of course, the plan was made by Jia Huan, and he wanted to make a slight statement, and only said that it was a dinner party and an invitation.

On the second floor of Sanyuan Restaurant, Jia Huan and eight people laughed and drank. During the banquet, he talked about the impeachment and fraud case of the Zhan Shifu Zuo Yu De Qiu Xingde. This case has been exchanged two or three times. However, the imperial court has not yet summoned the chief of the mountain back to Beijing for questioning.

However, it is expected to be soon. Shatixue has been relieved of his position as deputy envoy of Beizhili and has been investigated by the Three Law Divisions. He has been cleared of suspicion. According to the practice of the dynasty, after serving as a scholar, he will be promoted.

While chatting, a middle-aged man on the second floor lifted the table, pointed to the two companions in their forties at the same table and scolded: "What are you two imperial businessmen, shameless?" You went to the capital to inquire about our Zheng Mansion? Don't say that your Xue family and Xia family have declined. Even if not, so what? (To be continued.) )