Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty was a diligent emperor, so under his rule, the officials of the Ming Dynasty also looked very diligent, conscientious, got up earlier than the chicken, slept later than the dog, basically had no vacations, and there were not many officials------ which of course only referred to the income on the surface.

However, corruption is risky, and you need to be cautious when you start, otherwise you will lose your head. This is really not a joke, the jealous and hateful Zhu Yuanzhang once clearly stipulated that officials who bend the law when they receive money and reach more than 60 taels will be punished with the head of the devil for public display, and peel off the skin and stuff the grass------ and now, the yamen of various prefectures and counties still hang the skins of the previous corrupt officials.

Under this cool law, there are still many law-abiding officials, at least they have to do enough superficial work to have a chance to retire.

This superficial effort, of course, is also very exquisite. Not to mention anything else, first of all, the early morning to the court and the promotion of the office, must be in place on time------ that is, at five o'clock in the morning, when dawn breaks.

Early in the morning, the sun was only half of his face exposed, and Li Qian, who was asleep, heard the sound of cannonballs.

At first, he thought it was an earthquake, but he was startled, and he rolled over from the couch and rushed out of the house, not wanting to stumble under his feet, and accidentally fell to the ground. In the haze, he rubbed his sparse sleepy eyes, and then slowly came back to his senses, and realized that this was the county lord who was ascending to the throne.

"Early in the morning, it can't make people sleep well, it's really disappointing!"

With a muttering sentence in his mouth, Li Qian rolled over to the bed and fell asleep again. I forgot that this was my first day on the job, and I would be late if I went to sleep------

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Pai Ya is also known as the "small Shang Dynasty", the emperor is promoted to the court in the Jinluan Hall in the capital, and the magistrate is in the Yamen Xiao Shang Dynasty. Although it's just a formality, the etiquette can't be abolished, and it still shows official authority, isn't it?

The sun is rising, the city gate has just opened, and the city of Hangzhou, which has been silent all night, seems to have not woken up, but the entire Yaqian Street is already noisy and lively. The subordinate officials and subordinates of the yamen at all levels have all dressed neatly and stood in the second hall of the yamen to which they belong, waiting for the officials to be promoted.

Qiantang County, together with Renhe County, is the capital county of Hangzhou, so the county officials, the main secretary and other officials are also readily available. At this moment, the two bangs were beaten, the hall drum sounded, and a chief follower took the lead to come out, and sang loudly in a lengthened voice: "The county has been promoted to the ------."

From the county to the bottom, the three officials of the main book and the canonical history, the chief officer of the inspection department, the sesame mung bean officials wearing black yarns at all levels, such as the secretary of the six rooms, the warden and the leader of the third class, all wore black shirts, all straightened their chests slightly, and their faces were solemn like what ------ queen, and they were as strict as a Buddha, waiting for the hall to come to the court.

Wang Lun, the magistrate of the county, took a square step, turned out from behind the screen of "Sea Sunrise" in the middle of the hall, and then stepped into the warm pavilion, sitting behind the case with a majestic face. A group of subordinate officials bowed together and sang loudly.

"Meet the Honorable Lady!"

"No courtesy."

After Wang Lun was promoted, he invited all the subordinate officials to sit down. Naturally, the officials did not have this qualification, so they could only stand still and wait quietly for the county lord to speak.

However, Wang Zhixian could clearly perceive that as soon as the promotion was over, the style of painting on the scene changed------

He speaks from above, but the people below are wandering out of the world, and his mind is distracted. One by one, they looked at their noses and noses like old monks, and their hearts didn't know where to fly------ maybe it was in a brothel in the city, or maybe it was on the wife and concubine at home. In short, it will not be on top of these two halls, in his dignified county lord, and he will not be thinking about a certain official business.

It is true that the daily visit is just a ceremony, and ordinary serious business will not be discussed in the hall. This is just like the emperor's court meeting in Beijing, most of the unresolved matters will be decided in private, and the resolution will be announced on the spot after it is formed.

But Wang Zhixian is very unhappy, these bastards don't take the village chief as a cadre too much!

He is a first-time official, and it has been less than two months since he took office, but his power has been almost deprived of these subordinate officials. He had no experience as an official, and after receiving the official document ordering him to go to Qiantang County, he hurried to Hangzhou alone to take up his post, and he didn't even bring a family entourage, and his wife and children were only recently taken over.

Only such a stunned young man will lose most of the power in his hands in less than two months after taking office and be completely hollowed out.

Wang Zhixian, who realized it later, woke up and found that there was too much decentralization in the early days, and now it is too late, and it is already difficult to regain it again. Therefore, I can only endure the grievances and helplessness in my heart, and secretly do ------ baby is very bitter, but the baby will not say it!

Of course, the taste of being overhead will not be pleasant, ordinary people are like this, and Wang Zhixian, who has lofty ideals and ambitions and is determined to serve the country and the king, is even more so. It's just that there is a heart to serve the country, what is the use of being full of blood? All that can be done is to sigh in private and cry out in vain.

has the intention to kill the thief, but has no power to return to heaven------

swept the officials and officials below his eyes, and the faces of the yang and yin made Wang Zhixian itch again, and he couldn't wait to beat them all to the board. If it doesn't work, I will kick them in the ass again, how can I say "cool------

Of course, with the current prestige of Wang Zhixian, this kind of thing can only be thought about, and it is quite difficult to implement.

After saying two nonsense words, Wang Zhixian glanced at everyone again, and casually asked if there was something to do, and everyone was silent. He snorted at the moment, and turned his gaze to the young household officer, whose face was more pleasing to the eye than the others.

"Zhang Sihu, you come to Houya with this county."

After giving an order, Wang Zhixian waved his hand like a fly, and asked the others to do what they should do. He felt a little upset and irritable when he saw the people here, but after he had finished the order, he got up and left first.

Seeing this, Chang Sui hurriedly shouted "Retreat", and everyone quickly got up and gave them away, and then retreated one after another.

The household secretary's surname is Zhang, and he is in his early thirties, but he looks very young, full of energy, and looks quite energetic. At such an age, he climbed to the position of a room official, and he held the power alone, which is not a simple character, and ordinary people generally have to stay up for more than ten years before they may have such an opportunity.

What's even more eye-catching is that what he is holding in his hands is the financial power of the county, and he occupies the fat gap like the boss of the house, which is full of oil and water. Or how do people say, "The household secretary will be a household secretary for three years, and he won't change the prime minister"?

Zhang Sihu stood still until everyone had finished, and then followed the chief to the back office, and asked casually on the way: "What is the hall looking for me today?" ”

Chang Sui glanced back at him and replied with a smile, "Isn't it about the Duanyang Festival?" The government has already come to the news, saying that this year's dragon boat race will be discussed by our two counties, and Tangzun has also won the right to undertake it. ”

"Oh? This time the hall is majestic! ”

Zhang Sihu showed a little surprise on his face, but in fact, he had already gotten the news, and he was just pretending to be stupid at the moment. He just nodded and didn't ask any more.

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Officials have official offices, and officials have officials' houses.

Under normal circumstances, the magistrates of the Ming Dynasty were not allowed to live in rented houses------ except for a few affiliated yamen who were sent out to govern the townships under their jurisdiction due to different local conditions. For example, some of the Tongzhi offices that were separated from the government offices, or the county officials who were the second-in-command of the first county, sometimes moved the official offices to the towns and villages outside the city, as well as the inspection department that guarded the places to be rushed, and the tax supervision department, which was responsible for collecting commercial taxes and customs duties.

As the respect of a county, Wang Lun also has his own county magistrate, which is probably the place of the Houya.

Passing through the second hall is a small courtyard, usually known as the "Punishment Money Master's Courtyard", which is the place where the county is used to entertain the masters------ there are still many vacant rooms in this small courtyard, because Wang Zhixian only hired a "master", naturally Li Qian, who is still sleeping back to sleep.

Wang Zhixian was very polite to Li Qian, except for leaving one room to serve as a small private school, the remaining vacant rooms were at his disposal, and he wanted to live in whichever room he wanted.

At this time, when he came to the master's courtyard, he saw that the door of Li Qian's bedroom was closed, but he didn't hear the sound of Lang Lang reading from the private school, Wang Zhixian couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart that this way of teaching is unheard of, could it be that silence is better than sound at this time?

That's it, it's important to do it now, and I'll come back later to see what the way this Li review is. He is not only the head of the two lists of Jinshi and Zhejiang, but what he says and does has its own reason, and it is reasonable to be maverick------

Thinking like this, Wang Zhixian continued to move forward, as if he could clearly foresee the bright prospects of his own kid winning the championship in the near future, winning the crown of the Toad Palace, and Dengke and the first------ but he didn't know that the two people he had high hopes for, one was playing chess with Zhou Gong, and the other was squatting in the backyard looking for ants------

The courtyard of the master and the inner house are separated by a moon arch, which is the boundary between the front and back ya, and the north room is the so-called "three halls", and the core is the signing room.

Although the courtyard in front of the three halls also belongs to the scope of the inner house, it is only the daily living place of the prefectural order. The place where the family members move is limited to the east and west courtyards, so you won't see any relatives here.

On weekdays, when dealing with some official and private affairs, as well as meeting with individual important guests, Wang Lunduo will choose here------ of course, he has now become the commander of the light pole, and he is very idle every day, and this is only the function of resting and drinking tea for him.

Wang Zhixian had just sat down in the signing room, and then he brought Zhang Sihu to his feet.

didn't bother to say some polite words, and after seeing him come in, Wang Zhixian asked: "Zhang Sihu, this county is looking for you to come here, there is an important matter that I want to explain to you." ”

"But at the command of your lordship." Zhang Sihu bowed his hand respectfully, as flattered and shocked.

"Well------ you can rest assured that the county is doing things."

Wang Zhixian bowed his head slightly, he was still quite satisfied with the young household secretary in front of him. Although he also controls the financial power of the county government, he takes care of many affairs in the county in an orderly manner, and has never let himself think about it, the key is that he is not as hateful as others, and he doesn't even show a little respect in front of himself------ the latter is actually only secondary, the former is the first element, this is really a world that looks at faces!

To host a dragon boat race, of course, costs money. As for how to spend this money and how much to spend, you have to make some budgets in advance.

However, Wang Zhixian is not worried about this, after all, such a festival is held every year, and there has never been any problem, so it is enough to complete the errand seriously. Although he read poetry and books, he did not know much about accounting matters------ in fact, he knew nothing. Therefore, it can only be entrusted to this trustworthy subordinate to handle the details.

After Zhang Sihu left, Wang Zhixian's brows were slightly furrowed, and his face showed a little worry.