Not being famous is a dispensable thing for Li Qian, so the poetry meeting is just a small episode for him. The holiday that should be taken is still on time, and the sick leave that should be taken should be taken for a few more days, otherwise how can you be worthy of such an opportunity given by God?

He's still sick, and he can't use ice, let alone cold drinks.

Just when Li Qian thought that he could live a leisurely life without teaching for a few days, trouble came to the door.

Lying on the bamboo collapse of Xiangfei, looking at Song Zhong standing in front of him, Li Qian didn't even owe Feng the interest of getting up------ this guy is just a dog skin plaster, why don't you want to leave, the matter of Qinglou has been so long, this old rascal is still running in front of his eyes, didn't Lao Zhu call him back to be beaten?"

Since that day, Li Qian's perception of Song Zhong has plummeted, and he has given him the nickname "old rascal" in private------

For people who have the gas to wake up, it is really unpleasant to be disturbed while sleeping. Unfortunately, Li Qian was really asleep just now, so he couldn't help but have a little anger in his lazy tone, and he didn't take this little leader of the brocade guard in his eyes at all.

"Why are you here again?"

"Of course there is." Song Zhong's answer was very concise, and he said straight to the point: "Jingli just came to the will, and I gave you ------."

"What ?!!" Li Qian sat up from the couch at once, looked at him with a shocked face, and said, "The emperor ------ asked you to arrest me?" ”

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Song Zhong only pretended that he didn't hear the word in front of him, looked at him suspiciously, frowned, and said, "What are you doing here?" Visiting the Qinglou and drinking flower wine is not a big crime, but if you really go to the big side, it's just a matter of eating a board, is it possible that you have done something else ------ you? ”

"No------" Li Qian replied in a daze, and then asked after a while: "Do I want to kneel down now to receive the order?" ”

"No, the Holy One gave you a secret decree------ Song Zhong said, took out an envelope from his arms, handed it to him, and said, "Take a look for yourself." ”

After Li Qian took it, he was not in a hurry to open it, but first carefully checked the fire paint on the seal to confirm whether it was intact. His move made Song Zhong depressed for a while.

What about trust between people?

Not to mention, even if you don't believe me, you shouldn't suspect that I have the courage to peek at the secret decree, right? That's a big crime of killing heads, how many heads do I have enough to cut off?

When he opened the envelope and looked inside, he found that it was a square piece of yellow silk, so Li Qian stretched out two fingers and pinched it out. Yellow silk is soft and pleasant to the touch, but it is a bit wasteful to write------

This was the first time Li Qian had seen the secret decree, and he opened it in front of Song Zhong with some curiosity, and saw that the other party quickly turned around, signaling to himself that he would not peek------

"Tell Li Qian, so that you can teach you what is wrong with you! I've heard about you, and the ministers are participating in you, and when I see that you are a little talented, I won't beat you on this board, and I'll write it down for you first. You also give me some peace, and then all this shit gets to my ears, watch out for your ass------"

Looking at this full vernacular, Li Qian was dumbfounded.

This ------ this is really written by Zhu Baba? Although I've heard before that your old man has the habit of writing the holy decree in the vernacular himself, you are also an emperor, right? Can't you pay a little attention to the image? What about the dignity of being a hero?

This mouth full of rustic ------ rural flavor ruins the personal image!

"------Okay, let's not talk nonsense with you, the law of the country is as big as the sky, if you make a mistake, you will be punished, so you will be guilty of meritorious service, and follow Song Zhong's kid to do some serious things, Qin this!"

After reading the secret decree, Li Qian felt a little big, and said in his heart that Lao Zhu's vernacular level was not high, just like a foreigner speaking Chinese, how awkward it sounded------ he only knew one and didn't know the other.

What he knows is that although Zhu Yuanzhang is not from a high background, he is not completely illiterate, on the contrary, he likes to read and study by himself. This can be seen from Zhu Yuanzhang's handwritten "Great Army Post", although it is not full of flowers, it is not written in the vernacular------

Of course, if Wenchen is ghostwritten, it will be far more than the level of "The Great Army". This is the case with many of the holy decrees issued by Zhu Yuanzhang to the outside world, and some documents for the subjects of the world to read, such as the Great Message, are also written in classical Chinese.

What Li Qian didn't know was that this was actually a "vernacular literary movement" launched by Zhu Yuanzhang, and many of the edicts issued in the early days were in the vernacular, but they didn't achieve much results------ in fact, his son Zhu Di, the king of Yan, later inherited this. And Zhu Yuanzhang's vernacular, the reason why people feel awkward is mainly because of the influence of Meng Yuan's legacy.

Confucius's words, more and more Mongolian?

It is not surprising that under the rule of the Mengyuan court, most of the Han people in the north and south were subjected to varying degrees of Huhua, which is most evident in clothing. However, since the founding of Zhu Yuanzhang, many of the influences in this regard have been eliminated, and many rituals and systems in the "Zhou Li" have been strictly implemented------

However, what really made Li Qian's head big was the last sentence in the secret decree------ not "admiring this", but what Lao Zhu said about "making meritorious contributions and following Song Zhong's kid to do some serious things".

Don't look at the gentleness of this will, Li Qian dares to guarantee that if he dares to resist the will, he will still have to move his head------ so this is the task that Lao Zhu arranged for himself.

Li Qian was speechless, he was not an official, why did he have to do something for Lao Zhu? The evil feudal imperial society------

However, at this time, Li Qian somewhat understood that he dared to love Song Zhong not for himself to come to Hangzhou, but for another secret mission! So the question is, which ------ of excavation technology, and what is the task?

If you don't understand, you have to ask, and if you don't ask, you are not a good student.

So, Li Qian took the secret decree into his arms, looked at Song Zhong and said, "Say, what do you want me to do?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, he immediately added: "But we have to say it in advance, don't send me to do dangerous things, I'm just a weak scholar who has no power------"

"------" Song Zhong's cheeks twitched, and he glanced at him angrily and said, "Take me to the study." ”

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Qiantang County Ya, signed the detention room.

Wang Lun, the county lord, sat alone behind the desk, rubbing his eyebrows with his thumb and index finger, and the whole person looked a little uneasy.

"I didn't expect it, I never expected it------"

Wang Zhixian muttered to himself, and suddenly pushed everything out of the case with great irritability, slapped his palm on the table and said hatefully: "It's dark under the lamp, it's black under the lamp!" Zhang Hushu, Zhang Hushu, this county really didn't expect that I would let such a villain as you give a hard pit! Bastard, bastard! ”

Just now, his right-hand man, who has always relied on his confidant the most, Zhang Siguan of the household, came to see him and mentioned the matter of this year's summer tax collection------ the tax grain of the Ming Dynasty is divided into two seasons, namely summer tax and autumn grain, stipulating that the summer tax shall not exceed August, and the autumn grain shall not exceed February next year.

It's the beginning of May, and it's time to start preparing for the summer tax.

Although Hangzhou is not far from the capital, and the 600-mile waterway can be reached in a few days, the grain collection is the top priority, so most of the localities, regardless of distance or distance, follow the old habit and start collecting summer grain in May.

However, although the county magistrate is a pro-people official, urging the collection of taxes and grain and transporting it to Beijing is the sole responsibility of the grain chiefs of each district, and the county government will not directly intervene. However, once the tax and grain cannot be collected, the responsibility of the grain chief and the county magistrate will not be able to escape, so it is impossible for the county government not to care about this matter.

What bothered Wang Zhixian was this incident.

According to Zhang Sihu, there is no money on the books of today's households, not only has no money, but also owes a lot. Wang Zhixian was stunned when he heard this, and then asked why there was a deficit?

Zhang Sihu told him that the various expenses of the Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat race alone the day before yesterday were enough to use five hundred taels of silver. Coupled with all the miscellaneous things before, in the past three months, there has been a deficit of 1,500 taels of silver! Now the only way is to pay at least 1,500 taels more public expenses when collecting the summer tax, so as to make up for such a hole------

In the words of the other party, now in the entire county yali, the six rooms and the third class of officials and other officials, up and down are sticking their own money, and they have long been on their chests and backs, if they can't fill this deficit, it will be difficult for this yamen to continue to operate------

Wang Zhixian's first reaction was impossible! Furthermore, it is suspected that Zhang Sihu has done something to get rid of it and is greedy for this money. If it is more credible to say that the Dragon Boat Festival costs a lot, but 1,500 taels of silver is not a small amount, how did it take so much in just three months?

In the face of his questioning, Zhang Sihu just smiled and said: "Tangzun, when you took office, you took charge of the accounts, and the accounts were still flat at that time, as evidenced by your personal seal!" ”

Wang Zhixian was dumbfounded.

The dynasty stipulates that if you embezzle 60 taels, you must peel the skin and pull the grass, what is the concept of 1,500 taels?

That's twenty-five times that number!

In other words, if he, a Baili Hou, really dared to do this, he would have to find more than twenty more heads, and then the skins of those predecessors hanging in the land temple would be his final fate------

It's okay if you don't! The accounts are in deficit, the organization is suspended, the county government is paralyzed, and no matter what happens, he, the magistrate, will be caught off guard. Then, when the court blames him, he will still be punished------

Wang Zhixian is an afterthought, and he can detect the cattiness in this, and he is simply making people calculate!

First of all, the decentralization of the Yao Governor's Mansion, and then the concession of the Renhe County Order, supplemented by Zhang Sihu, who bought off the most relied on him, and secretly did something by his side------ they were in a trap, and they joined forces to push themselves to the edge of the cliff step by step, forcing themselves to join them in the same stream, and completely dragging themselves, the new magistrate, into the water------

Now, they're finally in a showdown!

What is given to oneself is a dilemma.

Once they are on the thief ship, there will be a handle in their hands, and they will fall deeper and deeper in the future; If they refuse to comply, then they will first have to raise money to make up for the shortfall, and then they will have to beware of other means.

Wang Zhixian absolutely believes that this is a serial plan! At present, it is only the first time to command his own army, and if he refuses to admit defeat obediently, his situation will only become more and more difficult in the future.

Wang Lun is in a dilemma.

Faintly, there seems to be an invisible net, covering him, the lord of a county------

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(PS: Well, in fact, the imitation is very unsuccessful, Lao Zhu's tone is too difficult to write, and I feel a burst of headaches when I code the words myself------ but the reason why I wrote such a plot is mainly the reshaping of the role of Zhu Yuanzhang.) He is not illiterate, and you should not think that he is full of vernacular, just because he is uneducated. Could it be that the cultural level of Zhu Di, the second generation of the emperor, is not high? So here's the proof! ）