"Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? Although Bai Letian's "Remembering Jiangnan" is only three sentences and only 27 words, it depicts the beauty of Jiangnan with minimalist brushstrokes.

When Lu Zhen and Bai Lian, who walked all the way, stepped into the city of Hangzhou, as far as the eye could see, there were small bridges and flowing water, and there were a few families in the winding paths, the first reaction that flashed in his mind was this poem.

Although before the crossing, Lu Zhen was also regarded as a Jiangnan person, but it was the Jiangnan of later generations, which was completely different from the Jiangnan that poets intoxicated and described thousands of years ago. The reinforced concrete and high-rise buildings there have long completely covered up the grace and softness of the original Jiangnan, and there is almost no difference between the large and small cities of the country except for the scale and the height of the buildings.

But in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, the difference between the northern and southern cities was so great. Not only the climate, but also the environment. Hangzhou presented to him the appearance of the water town in his dream and poem, with a shallow river on the side of the road, and from time to time, a small boat quietly rowed by, and suddenly disappeared into a corner, or was covered by the bridge after crossing the bridge hole of a small bridge.

It is now May, the Dragon Boat Festival has passed, and the weather is gradually getting hotter. Men, women and children of the city walked the streets in light shirts and smiling leisurely. From time to time, there are a few peasants who will take a load of lotus canopy and sell it along the street, and under Wu Nong's soft words, the sound of selling is like singing, so intoxicating.

Lu Jin traveled to three major cities during this era—Datong, Beijing, and now Hangzhou.

If it is a metaphor, then Datong is an unyielding general who has endured hardships and vicissitudes, but still stands tall in the north; Beijing, on the other hand, is like a graceful and well-educated bachelor and aristocrat, with some indifference in that pride; In his eyes at this time, Hangzhou is a graceful and gentle girl, like a poetic painting......

Lu Zhen was already a little stunned, and the four northerners behind him felt a little dazzled, and Zhu Chang couldn't help but mutter: "This Hangzhou is so weird, I always feel that my body is a little crispy and I can't lift my spirits." ”

"This is the Jiangnan fireworks land, it is a gentle township, and it may also be a hero's tomb. It is likely that some people's ambitions will be dampened here. Lu Zhen had come back to his senses at this time, and said this with a smile.

These words made the four people behind him all slam their spirits: "Is there such an evil sect?" ”

"Otherwise, how could there be a Southern Song Dynasty that favored peace and handed down the verses of Hangzhou as Bianzhou?" Lu Zhen said as he moved forward: "The Zhao and Song Dynasty has such a national hatred and family hatred, and after the final capital is finally settled, it will only enjoy itself, and completely abandon the rivers and mountains in the north, and even care about the life and death of the kidnapped family members. So if you want me to say, this Hangzhou may have the beauty of heaven, but for some people, it is also a hell from which he has no return. ”

After the shock just now, Qinggeler quickly came back to his senses: "But as long as your mind is firm enough, you won't be fascinated by the wind and snow here." Adults will definitely not become those monarchs and ministers of Zhao Song. ”

"Really? I don't even dare to pack a ticket for this. Lu Zhen smiled again, and then he stopped a person and asked him about the location of the government office.

The man mixed some official dialect in Hangzhou's local dialect for a long time before Lu Zhen made a fuss about the way. Then, in the other party's somewhat puzzled eyes, Lu Zhen and the others walked straight towards the mansion located in the city.

As the capital of the former Song Dynasty, one of the largest cities in the south of the Yangtze River, and where silk is abundant, Hangzhou can now be regarded as the richest city in the Ming Dynasty.

Although the population here is not as large as that of Beijing, it has reached 300,000 households, and the city built on the ruins of the destroyed capital of the Southern Song Dynasty is larger than that of Datong. Although the walls look low, in the south, this is a large and fortified city, which is enough to make the invading enemy sigh.

The more you go to the middle of the city, the more pedestrians come and go. Lu Zhen and many pedestrians crowded together, and finally came to the most prosperous street here. At the end of the street, there are several extraordinary official offices, and if you look closely, it is the Yamen of the Zhejiang Political Envoy, the Yamen of the Zhejiang Embassy, the Hangzhou Mansion and the Qiantang County.

Although the regulations of several official offices are not much different, the scale is decreasing in turn, especially the last Qiantang County office, which looks a little shabby next to the other three official offices.

It's just that this shabby is also in comparison, the small county government is much stronger than the Guangling County government that Lu Zhen stayed in before, and even the Daxing County government. As for the Hangzhou government, it is even more imposing, even compared with the two provincial yamen around it.

What made Lu Zhen stunned was that these yamen didn't seem to be dilapidated or dilapidated. You must know that the Ming Dynasty paid attention to officials who did not repair the government, unless it was really broken and could not live in people, otherwise the officials would not build a large number of buildings when they were in office. But this place is good, just one glance, he knows that the yamen everywhere is freshly painted, and even the roof tiles are brand new, and they still shine in the sunlight.

Obviously, the unspoken rules of officialdom that prevailed in the north are completely unrecognized in this prosperous resort. Of course, this may also be because the officials are bolder than they are far away from the capital.

But this is a good thing for Lu Jin, after all, everyone wants to work and live in a more comfortable place. Like the old yamen, which were not only dilapidated but also worried that something would peel off, it was really not very suitable to work in them.

After looking at the Hangzhou Mansion for a while, Lu Zhen finally walked towards the gate over there. As soon as they arrived at the door, several servants guarding the stone lion stepped forward and stopped: "What are you doing?" The government is heavy, and the idle people should not approach. If you file a complaint, go to the county office. Although it was a warning word, it was much weaker in momentum when it came out of their voices.

Lu Jin smiled faintly. Looking at the scene at the front door of the county yamen over there, it is obvious that today is not the day to open the yamen to try the case, and the people in the government say this, but they are just shirking their responsibilities. He had also heard of this kind of thing when he was in the capital and Guangling.

Ignoring this person's careful thoughts, Lu Jin straightened his chest: "This official is assigned by the Ministry of Officials, and it is Lu Jin, the official who came to Hangzhou to take office. As he spoke, Lin Lie, who was behind him, had already taken out his official credentials from his luggage, as well as the survey sent by the officials.

When these officers heard his identity, they were obviously stunned, and then they burst into laughter: "It turned out that it was Lu Tuiguan coming, please forgive me for the small crime of faux pas." As he spoke, he hurriedly bent down and bowed endlessly.

Lu Zhen smiled disapprerovingly: "That's it, which of you will go first and make a speech, and then bring this official into the palace to see the prefect." ”

Immediately, there was a quick response, turned around and entered the yamen. After a while, a middle-aged man dressed in a shirt and wearing a soft-footed hood greeted him. His eyes only swept over the five of them, and he smiled and arched his hand at Lu Jin: "The little government secretary Zhang Ze has seen Lord Lu." The prefect was waiting in the second hall, and asked Lord Lu to go in with the little one to talk. ”

"There is labor." Lu Zhen thanked the other party, and after giving Lin Lie and the others a look to wait outside, he followed the document into the mansion.

Although this government is located in the prosperous area south of the Yangtze River, everything in it is not much different from the yamen in the north, after all, the regulations of the yamen in the world are the rules set by Emperor Taizu, and no matter how bold they are, they dare not violate the rules. It's just that there are a few more bushes of flowers and trees on the side of the road here, and now it is in the early summer, the grass and trees are lush and green, exuding fragrance, and even attracting a few bees and butterflies to fly around it, so that the solemnity and majesty of this yamen have dissipated a lot.

After passing through the front lobby, passing through the door and entering the courtyard where the second hall is located, I can see the good fortune of this mansion. There are actually several courtyards inside, only looking at the inscription on the arch, I know that the public hall where the prefect and the official office are completely isolated, and they belong to two cross-courtyards.

This alone is enough to make those officials in Shuntianfu envious. You must know that in the capital's government, although the prefect and the magistrate have their own public halls, they are only one person per room, and the clerical officials under them are even more crowded together, with almost no private space of their own.

But this Hangzhou Mansion is completely different, not only is the courtyard completely separated, but also looks at the quiet environment, presumably it is more pleasant to deal with official business in it.

Therefore, although all the officials in the world want to be Beijing officials, there are only two Beijing officials in the Yamen that everyone is most afraid of, that is, the Beijing officials of the Daxing County Ya and the Shuntian Mansion Ya. The officials of these two yamen not only have a lot of things to do, and they are easy to carry the black pot, but the environment is also poor, which is as comfortable as here in Hangzhou.

With a thought in his heart, Lu Zhen had already come to a room that looked like a study more than a public hall, and saw an elderly four-grade official with gray hair looking at him with a smile, so he hurriedly took two steps quickly, and only bowed before entering: "The new Hangzhou magistrate Lu Zhen pays a visit to Lord Futai!" ”

"Lu Tuiguan doesn't have to be polite, the old man is Hua Qianfeng, the prefect of Hangzhou." Seeing that he was so polite, the old man had a satisfied smile on his face, but he said modestly. Then, he took a step forward, helped the person in front of him up, and looked at it carefully: "I heard that the candidate appointed by the Ministry of Officials this time is a young and promising person, but today it still surprised the old man." I can't imagine that Lu Tuiguan is so young, you are really terrifying! Speaking of praise again and again, it seems that he is lamenting his lost years and youth......

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