asked someone to take the pen and ink, and wrote concisely about the predicament he encountered, Yang Jia sent someone to send it to Qian County, and after a little thought, he wrote a white case and reserved it first, Zu Jian saw that Yang Jia wrote two copies, and asked puzzled. Yang Jia explained that this one was reserved for Jiangdong.

After writing the letter, the three of them followed the county officials to the three villages of Xuanxian County, Yang Jia went to Xia Village, Zu Jian and Dou Yun went to the other two villages to supervise, but Dou Yun and Yang Jia were relieved, and after a few days of getting along, Dou Yun was an honest and honest official, but he would not cheat on this kind of thing and cover up his unsuccessful subordinate officials.

The villagers on the valley field of Xia Village saw that Li Zheng had finally brought someone over, and the drowsy people also cheered up, shouting whether Li Zheng had solved the problem of not being able to write, Li Zheng didn't speak, just turned his head to look at Yang Jia.

Yang Jia explained the solution again, and the villagers of Xia Village saw that they were not speaking, and the county officials next to them did not speak, but a young man who did not know took the lead in speaking, and everyone in the valley field faintly guessed that this young man was either from Zu Fenwei or from Jiangdong. I have never seen this person in the county government of Gongxian County.

After finding a table and straw mat, and putting the pen, ink and paper on it, Yang Jia signaled to let Li Zheng line up the villagers, and the election was ready to start. The named chief of the pavilion raised the name with a sad face.

The first one to come up was a middle-aged man, and the pavilion chief asked angrily, "Who do you want to choose for the post of Lord Bo?" ”

"My fourth."

The pavilion chief's eyes widened, and he said helplessly: "What is the name of the fourth child in your family?" ”

"Ao, surnamed Su Mingji."

The pavilion chief nodded, quickly wrote the word 'Su Ji' in the main book, and asked after writing: "Who does the clerk choose?" ”

"My fourth."

Yang Jia on the side laughed and hurriedly explained: "One person can only run for one official position, and cannot choose more!" ”

The middle-aged man in front of him sighed, scratched his head, thought a little and hesitated, "Choose my father Ji." ”

The pavilion chief held his forehead and asked weakly, "What is your father's name?" ”

"Ao, Su Shi."

The first one to eat crabs is always very tedious, the pavilion chief and the man keep asking back and forth, and finally after a long time, the middle-aged man is considered to be over, and the middle-aged woman behind the man comes forward.

"The Lord is thin?"

"My uncle!" The woman replied without hesitation.

The pavilion chief, who was about to mention the name of the note, slammed the table and shouted, "How do I know who your uncle is?" Say the name! ”

"Suji." The woman was obviously a little scared, and whispered timidly.

Yang Jia looked at the dramatic vote, silent, approaching is always inevitable for the first bump, and when everyone understands the rules in the future, the progress will naturally be much faster than now.

The second woman was clearly husband and wife of the previous middle-aged man, and the two of them had chosen exactly the same choice of officials, both of whom had entered his relatives.

The pavilion chief looked at the names on the rattan paper and said angrily: "It's really an internal move that doesn't avoid his relatives." ”

This was obviously said to Yang Jia, but the previous sentence was not said, Yang Jia glanced at it obliquely and ignored the pavilion chief, not that Yang Jia was magnanimous, but this would be wondering, according to Yang Jia's speculation, when the election was held, those celebrities who were knowledgeable and filial piety in Lu Lane would be easier to get on the list, but I didn't expect that Huang Teng was full of relatives of voters on paper, which was far from expectations.

Time passed minute by minute, the long dragon hovering in the valley field also slowly shortened, the first named chief of the pavilion had been replaced by physical exhaustion, sitting next to rest, although it was resting, he did not find a shade to enjoy the coolness, just sat next to the fan to heat up, his eyes stared at the name on the yellow rattan paper, his face was like ashes. The desperate situation of today's lord Bo and others is the precursor of tomorrow, and no one on the ballot paper in Xia Village voted for the current lord Bo, all of which are the names of people who have never heard of it.

Yang Jia stepped forward and rolled up the yellow rattan paper full of people's names, and told everyone to go back, and after speaking, he personally took the yellow rattan paper to the direction of the county seat, and the county officials could also follow Yang Jia to the north.

The villagers of Xia Village, who watched Yang Jia in the grain field, had already quarreled with each other, and everyone asked each other who had elected since the end of the vote, and after the continuous noise, Su Laozhang, who had talked to Yang Jia Zu Zhuo that day, suddenly shouted happily, it turned out that after the old man listened, after carefully calculating with his fingers, he suddenly found that Su Ji of his own family in the position of the master was the most voted, which made Su Lao Man happy, his Su family ancestors have been loess farmers for generations, I didn't expect that someone in his generation wanted to enter the career, thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, The Su family can also squeeze into the ranks of the scholars.

Before Old Man Su was happy for a while, someone suddenly said sourly: "Don't be happy too early, this is just our Xia Village, and the votes of the residents of the other two villages and the county town have not been counted."

The old man was shocked in his heart, but he said stiffly: "How can those descendants in the other two villages have the fame of my family, it must be my Su family's elected lord Bo." ”

"Hey! Don't talk too much, many people in Xia Village read that your Su family is a local, and those displaced people and locals who have just moved here will give you Su Lao Zhang's face, and will vote for your Su family, but can you have so much face in the other two villages? ”

When it came to the shrewd Su Laozhang, he didn't speak, and pulled his eldest son and walked home, and the eldest son next to him also heard those words, and asked worriedly: "Father, can Ji Zi become the county magistrate?" ”

Old man Su didn't reply and affirmed: "I can't guarantee the master, but the county officials can!" If even Ji Zi can't be a county official, then who else can be it? ”

"But ......" The boss of the Su family just wanted to question, but was rudely interrupted by Uncle Su.

"No, but if I say yes, I will definitely be able to." Old Master Su, who turned his head, stared at his eldest son and said word by word: "I know a few people in the other two villages, they are all natives of Gongxian County, and they are very influential in Gongxian County, so you will visit them later." ”

The boss of the Su family nodded vigorously when he heard that the toilet was opened, if he could invite his father's friends, Ji Zi, the county official, would be stable, and the old man Su also nodded: "When you go, bring your chickens and ducks with you." ”

The boss of the Su family, who was still smiling just now, immediately drooped his head and said: "Mother-in-law is about to be confined, and there are only a few chickens and ducks in my family, and I plan to keep them for her to make up for her......"

Old man Su, who had never lost his temper, stomped his foot and pointed at Boss Su's head and scolded angrily: "You have no vision, if Ji Zi is on an errand in the county office, how many chickens and ducks can you miss?" It's not about what you want......"

Boss Su was embarrassed by his father, so he had to mutter: "I'll go!" Won't I just go? I don't see you say this about Ji Zi, so you know that you say this about me. After saying that, he ran to his yard.

Old man Su sighed, he has nothing to say about his eldest son, but in terms of astuteness, the eldest son is far worse than Jizi, and his younger son is astute, but in other respects it is far worse than the eldest son, not to mention this, only blame the other sons for being lost in the war, and it is difficult to support the façade of the Su family.

Yang Jia, who had not long returned to the county Yazheng Hall, saw Zu Lian and Dou Yun coming side by side, looking at the two of them sweating on their faces, and expected that the elections in the other two counties should also be successfully completed.

Sure enough, Zu Jian and Dou Yun gently put the yellow rattan paper in their hands on the table in front of Yang Jia, and nodded at the latter. Yang Jia got up and summoned a few scattered officials in the courtyard, pointed to the yellow rattan paper on the table and the ballots of the county residents, and said, "A few of you will count the one with the highest number of votes." ”

It will be the hour, it is already dark outside, the county government hall is lit with candles, the dim candlelight will be the shadow of the things in the hall slender, the three county officials sit on the bamboo mat at the bottom of the hall and count the names on the yellow rattan paper, Yang Jiazu and Dou Yun sit in the side room of the main hall to rest.

The three of them don't talk much, only Zu Jian and Yang Jia occasionally say a word, Dou Yun basically doesn't speak, Yang Jia knows that Dou Yun is not disgusted that the two of them just have opposite opinions with themselves on the matter of voting and election, the governance concept is different, Dou Yun is also sulking, and he doesn't want to talk to Yang Jia and the two, since Dou Yun doesn't want to talk, Yang Jia doesn't want to be bored, as if Dou Yun next to him is like a transparent person. Yang Jia does not force the other party to agree with his own governance philosophy, and it is the most unconvincing to persuade others with words, and when the benefits of the voting and election system are reflected in the future, Dou Yun will naturally agree with his own governance philosophy.

Dou Yun, who had been sitting and speechless for a long time, finally did not live in the immersion in the house, and said to Yang Jia: "Mingxin is still too late to stop now, the people still need to discuss the voting for officials, and the people's hearts are not so easy to control. ”

Since Dou Yun raised his own objections, of course Yang Jia couldn't sit still and retorted: "Dou Ya's words are inappropriate, it is normal for people to vote for their relatives, and there is no fuss." As for dealing with county government affairs, who hasn't learned it slowly from scratch, and we here dare to say that we will approve the receipt of the official () document when we are weak? Experience or is it slowly accumulated? ”

Dou Yun was about to speak, but he didn't want Yang Jia to follow up and say: "The Great Jin Dynasty has the four seas, but the treasury is empty all the year round, and he is bullied by Hu Lu. Why? It's not that the imperial court can't be spared to love people, the officials at all levels are extravagant, and officials at all levels can't be honest and self-disciplined. How is Shi Chong? How is Wang Kai? ......”

Yang Jia named a few names, but Dou Yun, who asked, was speechless and couldn't speak for a long time.