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Zhao Yuanhua, who went to Shandong, had a very complicated mood, first of all, Guogong remembered him and promoted him to the governor of Shandong, which showed that Yue Guogong was a person who valued feelings and did not forget this old department. But he was in Suzhou, and he had not yet caught the culprit behind the knock-over of Mrs. Jin's boat.

The small county in front of him is in Shandong, and Zhao Yuanhua's honor guard is a little shabby for a governor, only a few personal soldiers around him during the submarine elephant camp are taken care of by his side. The people who came to greet him were also a few public servants brought by the local county officials, and the number was even smaller. After repeated wars here, the county order rushed from Jinling to take office, and only to find that there were less than 100 households left on the huge land of the county. The young county magistrate looked dazed, and took a hundred and ten small people under his rule, discussing how to rebuild their small county.

Since the beginning of the Apocalypse, the Manchu Qing Dynasty has entered Shandong several times, raping and plundering the population and robbing the population. During the Chongzhen period, the Shandong minister's recital said: the place where the slave was built, from the Yellow River to Jinan, the journey was hundreds, all the slaves were poisonous, the villages were few, the road was vast, and the sound of crying was heard in the distance, and I didn't feel the tears. Fusui along the road arrived on June 11. The sightings were all ash, the stinking roads, and the blood was accumulating. The accumulation of sporadic remnants, all the bad faces, the loss of shares and the humerus. In the ashes, we put things in order...

As early as the Chongzhen period, Manchuria Jiannu entered the customs four times, and each time he killed thousands of miles of red land. In the vast lands of Shandong and Hebei, the ordinary people of the villages without the protection of the big cities are almost extinct. In a small county like this, it is already good to be able to live for 100 households.

Before Zhao Yuanhua took office, he had already understood the purpose of this trip, so every place he went, he had to make a secret visit, and this small county was an exception...

The county magistrate respectfully welcomed him to the county office, Zhao Yuanhua is not a person of pleasure, no matter how harsh the environment is, he is willing to eat, as long as he can sleep.

After making the bed, Zhao Yuanhua was lying on the bed and just wanted to sleep, when he heard the bustling sound outside. The habit of occupational illness made him feel uncomfortable, so he put on his clothes and stood by the wall of the courtyard, listening intently to what they were doing.

It turned out that the county order took everyone to discuss how to recruit poor people who died in the war and live in this county for a long time, after all, only a small county can develop with people.

The arrival of the governor greatly encouraged the young county magistrate, and he thought that he had been paying attention to his down-and-out small county. The energetic county commander hurriedly gathered his hundred and ten people, ready to do something.

The voice of the prefectural order came, and it was a very infectious young voice, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was still in the ambitious stage.

"There are only a few of us left in our county, and I heard that there is no one next door, so don't be discouraged. Everyone marries a few more daughters-in-law from other counties and comes back to have more babies, optimistic about their own daughters, I am ugly to say in front, if anyone marries his daughter, he is a sinner in our county, and I want to write him in the county annals. ”

Zhao Yuanhua laughed, the group of county officials trained by Guogong all had some gangsterism, which was very different from the county officials who were born as orthodox scholars before. As soon as he wanted to go back to the house to sleep, he heard a villager complain: "County lord, you don't know, although there are many fertile fields in our county, they are all from the Yansheng Gong's mansion, and we, the old farmers, are actually tenants of the Yansheng Gong, and the daughters from other counties are willing to marry and suffer." ”

The county magistrate was suspicious: "It can't be that the whole county is the land of Yan Shenggong." ”

"It's true, we have good fertile land in Shandong, and many of them belong to the Confucian family."

The county magistrate was a little annoyed, and cursed: "Old man Dai, you are young and old man, I think that the Holy Duke of Nayan is the descendant of the most holy master Confucius, since you are his tenants, why don't any of you know how to read and write, all of them are illiterate." ”

"Master, don't you know, these girls in the village can't marry casually. All the villages in our county are tenants of the Confucian Mansion, and at least ninety percent of the poor families drowned their babies at birth. The rest of the baby girls who did not drown are also improvised, and they can be raised to a few years old, in case they really can't be raised and starve to death, then they will be thrown into the roadside ditch and pulled down. If you are lucky, the girl is smart and can be raised until she is seven or eight years old, then she can be sent to the Yansheng Mansion to earn some money. Sir, you said that our daughters can't marry outside, but in fact, few girls can survive. Even if they survive, they must be sent to the owner's mansion to be slaves and maids for others, who is willing to waste food to feed the goods that lose money.

In the past, outside the Huang Yuan of our village, he built a school with great kindness, but later someone from the Yansheng Mansion came and said that our untouchables were not worthy of reading and reading, and they were not worthy of reading the articles left by the old sage. The forced demolition of the school does not count, and Huang Yuanwai was seriously injured, and Huang Yuanwai was a well-known good man, and he died of anger in a few days. ”

The small county commander was furious, and there was a sound of porcelain breaking, and Zhao Yuanhua said secretly: This is a teacup.

"How can it be!"

When Zhao Yuanhua heard this, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he stretched his waist and went back to sleep in the room.

The small county magistrate sent an evil fire, scolded happily, packed up his things and returned to the county office. After a while, a small figure rushed over, and the little county commander grabbed him and asked, "How is it?" Did the Governor hear that? ”

"I heard it, I saw him listen to it in the courtyard for a while, sir, do you take everyone to play such a play, does it really work?"

Xiao Xian Ling slapped him on the head, stuffed a piece of candy into his hand, and scolded with a smile: "It doesn't work, we can't do nothing when the governor comes, anyway, what we said is true, and I'm not afraid of him checking." ”

The child is a big ghost, and he is reluctant to eat the candy in his arms, nodding his head and saying: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm afraid he won't check." ”

Who is Zhao Yuanhua, one of the leaders and founders of the largest spy agency, and he has long seen everything. Tonight's events are full of strangeness, why did he come here as soon as the governor arrived. It's clear that someone wants to show him and let him know these things. Zhao Yuanhua already knew in his heart that after the county officials took office, they found that the county was not good, but the fertile fields in the county were all from the Confucian family, and there was no way to keep people to settle here and reclaim the wasteland. The small county officials were soft-spoken, and they wanted to help the tenant farmers in the county get ahead, but they had no choice. I had to act like this, and let myself, the governor, deal with the Kong family.

Early the next morning, Zhao Yuanhua pushed open the door and saw that the small county commander was already waiting outside.

"Lin County's order got up quite early."

The little county commander smiled: "Is the governor sleeping well?" Xia Guan prepared some early, and I hope that the adults will not dislike it. ”

"Haha, I didn't sleep very well, I listened to a bitter love drama, and I haven't made a drama yet." Zhao Yuanhua joked with his hands behind his back.

The small county commander was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed, and the next moment he suddenly knelt on the ground, touched his forehead and said: "The lower official implores the governor to make decisions for the people and eliminate harm for the country." ”

Zhao Yuanhua didn't expect this county official to have such a reaction, he pondered for a moment, thought of the main purpose of his trip, and said: "This official is a governor, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make decisions for you, but fortunately, Yue Guogong is in Shandong at this time, and there is hope for this matter..."

When the little county commander heard the three words of Yue Guogong, he raised his head and his eyes were full of light, and this matter seemed to have become half in his eyes.

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