"Welcome, welcome, I'm the right counselor Feng Fang, but if there is anything you don't understand in official affairs, just ask." The middle-aged man who ran into the public hall from outside with a sweat hurriedly bowed his hand to Zheng Yunming, who was sitting alone in the hall, and then loudly instructed the officials and Kuding to open the door and carry the money.

The transfer envoy Sihu Cao has two counselors as assistants, and Zheng Yunming is the left counselor, and he has to overpower Feng Fang in the order of position. However, Feng Fang made such a hasty greeting ceremony, which was inevitably a little abrupt in the official face.

Zheng Yunming got up from the stool and walked quickly to Feng Fang's side: "But is there any urgent business?" ”

Feng Fang wiped his sweat and panted and said: "It's not for the sake of pay, this time it's the guards in Xiangyang City who surrounded the warehouse of the Transshipment Division in the south of the city for the matter of arrears of military salaries, if you don't pacify it quickly, there will be a big incident!" ”

Zheng Yunming asked in astonishment: "Could it be that the finance and taxation of Futai are so difficult, and they can't even pay the salaries of the soldiers defending the city?" ”

"What are we doing?" Feng Fang's eyes widened: "The Transshipment Division has money and grain distribution, and it was the general of the Northern Army who reported to the envoy that there were partial generals under the command of Deputy Commander Fan who forged the roster to eat empty salaries, and Lord Zhao ordered that food and wages should not be distributed until the investigation was not clear." As soon as the news came out, they privately gathered and surrounded the treasury, claiming that if they did not send money and food, they would take it themselves, and Lord Hu Cao'an had already led his troops to defend the warehouse in person. Let me hurry up and transport the money and food to distribute it, otherwise I will wait a little late for a while and a half, I am afraid that those proud soldiers will really burn the treasury and Lord An together. ”

"I see," Zheng Yunming suddenly had a plan in his heart: "I will also go with my husband to distribute military salaries, and solve the problem of eating empty quotas?" ”

Feng Fang stared at the newcomer in surprise: "What can you do?" ”

The Jinghu transfer envoy Cao Anzhi knew that this was the time to burn his eyebrows. Standing beside him were only the ten servants of the Transit Envoy Division and the dozens of sailor soldiers who had just been seconded behind him. Further back was the warehouse of the Xiangyang Prefecture Transit Division, which was piled up with hundreds of thousands of dollars and grain, and standing in front of him were more than a thousand sergeants of the Jing'e Deputy Capital Division, who were full of anger.

The blades that shimmered with cold light dangled around Anzhi's nose, accompanied by the increasingly angry shouts of the sergeants, burying Anzhi's team in the raging waves like a flood.

"Don't mess around, everyone! Listen to me, the money and food will be there soon, right away! Don't be a traitor for a while! Anzhi's faint shouts were quickly drowned out by angry crusades.

"Don't listen to him, everybody! I've been chirping silently for an hour, where is the money and food! Where is the money and food! The money and food didn't come at all! ”

"The money and food are here!" A young, high-pitched voice rang out from outside.

The crowd turned their heads to look, and on the avenue outside the warehouse stood a young man who looked like a low-ranking official, with his hands clasped to his chest, and tilted his head to look at the mutinous soldiers. Behind him were twenty carts full of cash boxes.

An armored general pushed everyone away and stepped forward and asked loudly: "I have never seen you in Xiangyang Mansion, who are you?" ”

Zheng Yunming saw a familiar figure at a glance, and shouted: "Guo Dachun, who are you!" ”

Seeing that Zheng Yunming appeared and was eager to find a crack in the Jing'e Prefecture, Guo Dachun, a long-time veteran of the Jing'e Metropolitan Division, had no choice but to stand up and introduce: "This is Lord Zheng Yunming, the newly arrived Counselor of the Transit Envoy Division, who just took up his post yesterday. ”

"Okay, since it's the person from the transfer envoy," the general waved the Pu knife in his hand fiercely, "Hurry up and send the money and food to everyone, otherwise be careful of your life!" ”

"The money and food are here!" Zheng Yunming smiled and patted the cash box beside him: "You can get it right away." ”

There was a burst of cheers.

Seeing that the situation had eased up, An Zhi wiped the cold sweat on his head, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, go back to the camp quickly!" I'll bring the money and grain to General Fan in a while, and you'll soon be able to get the money from General Fan!" ”

"No!" Zheng Yunming put one leg on the wheel of the cart, and pointed to the street with his hand: "It's here, and it will be distributed on the spot on this street." Wait until you get the roster! ”

Everyone looked at each other, and the transfer envoy personally took charge of the work of distributing money and grain, which was the first in the history of the entire Great Song Dynasty.

Fan Wenbin, the deputy capital of Jing'e, was riding a horse at this time, and rushed to the Nancheng warehouse from outside the city with several cronies flying horses. quarreled with Huang Guobi outside the city, causing Huang Guobi to almost pull out his knife and move. If it really starts fighting on Huang Guobi's one-acre and three-point land, then General Fan will definitely not be able to please him. Fortunately, someone came to report the rebellion in the Nancheng warehouse at this time, which gave Fan Wenbin an excuse to leave quickly.

When several horsemen and horses arrived at the entrance of the street, the street entrance was already surrounded by curious people. It is no wonder that people are curious, when a strange scene is being staged on the street outside the Nancheng Treasury.

Thousands of officers and soldiers of the Jing'e Deputy Metropolitan Division lined up in a phalanx. In front of the phalanx were eight servants of the Transit Envoys. The clerks work in pairs, one of whom is responsible for the loud roll call, and the other is responsible for distributing the wages at the table.

"Liang Xiaoyi!"

"Yes!" An excited man ran out of the line and stood in front of the officer.

"Give out 1,000 salaries! Fifty pounds of military rations and rice! Count it in person, and don't recognize it when you come out! The other clerk sang loudly, and the money and rice moved up together.

"Li Fifteen!"

"Yes!"

A preparer who was maintaining order watched the arrival of the marshal and hurriedly stepped forward to report: "Marshal, the transfer envoy is sending us money and food, it seems that Shangfeng has already given you Zhaoxue's grievances." ”

Fan Wenbin snorted from his nostrils, and a cronie scolded the school general: "Bastard, why don't you wait for the arrival of the marshal?" ”

"It's none of our business, it's the little official surnamed Zheng who told our brother to get it immediately, otherwise it won't be sent"

"I said that." A young official of the Transit Envoy Department walked over: "Student Zheng Yunming, I have met Dutong. ”

Fan Dutong, who was riding on the horse, looked Zheng Yunming up and down, and couldn't help sneering a few times, "It turns out to be just a doll." He immediately turned over and dismounted, and raised his head: "Go and call your master An, who is in charge, I won't talk nonsense with your stinky doll." ”

"Lord An has not arranged this matter, and it is the idea of the lower officials to roll them out on the street." Zheng Yunming replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Fan Wenbin's eyes widened, and he had a beard on his face, which looked quite scary: "Didn't your lord tell you that the rules of this army have always been handed over by the transfer department to the general, and then the general will take unified measures!" Like you, who distribute directly on the street, bustling and doing business, what kind of system has it become? ”

"But that's the old rule of the past, and the subordinate officials are so powerful, it's really for the sake of the reputation of the marshal." Zheng Yunming replied with his hand: "My lord is now in the middle of suspicion."

The cronies behind Fan Wenbin interrupted Zheng Yunming one after another: "What kind of suspicion, that's a traitor!" "How can the marshal deduct the salary!"

Exactly, however, the rumor-mongers only need to say a few words, and the investigation and punishment have been fruitless for many years, and the commander has to endure the criticism of the people and the peak. This is not a loss of reputation for Fan Dashuai. However, as long as the matter of the public distribution of food and salary spreads, the rumors about the corruption and deduction of adults will naturally be self-defeating. How could the Procurement Division openly track down a general who had publicly distributed his salaries? So for the country and for the general himself, it is a two-pronged move. ”

What he said was righteous, and Fan Wenbin always refuted it when he was not good on the street, saying that he had made up thirty percent of his fake name to add it to the roster and put all the military salary into his pocket. I had to pretend to be satisfied and nodded: "You doll official, you are really smart, not bad, if you continue like this, who would dare to say that my Lao Fan is corrupt."

As he was talking, he heard the little official in front of him shouting: "Wang Jiuyi! Wang Jiuyi! Is Wang Jiuyi here? ”

There was no movement in the team, and Fan Wenbin's face couldn't help but turn red, this was obviously a fake name made up by the shogunate master.

"People like Wang Jiuyi," Zheng Yunming shook his head and sighed, "It must be that he can't stand the strict discipline of the general and runs home without permission." Such deserters must be strictly investigated and disciplined. ”

"Yes, you're right." Fan Wenbin turned his head and instructed the deputy general: "Send someone to Wang Jiuyi's hometown immediately to tie up this guy, and he must be severely punished!" ”

Then he instructed: "You assist the transfer envoy to distribute the grain and grass, and if it is found in my camp that someone has embezzled the brother's life money, the sword and axe under the commander's account will not recognize anyone!" ”

"The big marshal really deserves to be an example of the integrity of the Chinese officials in Xiangyang City!" Zheng Yunming took advantage of the situation to pat the bearded man's ass: "The lower officials should report this matter to the envoys, so that the military horses near Xiangyang will follow the high wind and bright festival of the marshal." ”

Fan Wenbin only felt that this sentence sounded pleasant to the ear at the end of the day: "That's right, Lao Tzu can't make money, and the bastards of the Northern Army don't want to make a penny!" ”

"I was tired all day before I arrived in Xiangyang Mansion and the luggage was not put down, what a hard life." Zheng Yunming personally participated in the front-line work of the Transshipment Division, only to find that this work was not as easy as the legend.

In fact, most of today's work is taken over by himself, and the Transshipment Division is usually only responsible for interacting with the army. After the money and food are paid to the army, it is not necessary to ask how it will be distributed to the grassroots soldiers. This also gave the commanders of the army the opportunity to get their hands on it.

The most effective way to solve this malaise is to go down to the grassroots level from the state organs to distribute money and food to every soldier in the establishment face to face.

Of course, this would mean a significant increase in the workload of the financial sector.

Zheng Yunming, who was tired and couldn't straighten his waist, gasped for breath while waving his hand and asked Xian'er to inquire with the guards of the post station about where his room was.

"It's in room 15 in the left wing, by the way, you already have a guest waiting in the room."

Zheng Yunming was shocked again: "I haven't arrived at the post station yet, but a guest has arrived first?" ”

(Nagging a ball red ticket as usual, don't care about the officials)