The rule of the Ming Dynasty is to be a liuguan.

Officials cannot serve in their own hometowns, and officials do not leave their homeland. This was originally to prevent the emergence of local heroes like the late Han Dynasty, covering the sky with one hand, and being in the township, but it turned out to create a politics of small officials with distinctive characteristics.

When he arrived at office and received the letter, the first thing the county magistrate had to do was to dig out the local files, either to settle the grain tax first, or to clean up the prison administration first, and these were all in the hands of the house officials. If the officials did not cooperate, the new official could only find the yellow book of fish scales established during the last imperial court census. As far as the county officials of Chongzhen's sixteenth year are concerned, the latest document they can rely on is the record of Zhang Juzheng's measurement of the world's acres of land between the eighth and tenth years of Wanli.

The county officials from outside are often scholars from the top three and the same jinshi, these people study hard all the year round, and most of them are from gentry families, so they have no concept of general affairs. However, the officials are passed down from generation to generation, and the private books in their hands are far clearer and more accurate than the official books, which directly helps them to complete various tax tasks. Without them, the performance of officials will be completely lost, and even passing the evaluation will be a problem. Therefore, county officials often seek peace and quiet and live in peace with these officials. Just wait for the expiration of the term of office, take the umbrella of the people, and happily promote other places to become officials.

Because the prefect is also promoted by the county official, he knows everything about the following situation and does not rush too hard. It turned out that Luoyang Mansion was like this, but I didn't expect it to hit the prince, and I didn't expect that the prince would ask Shang Fang to take out the sword and send a fourth-grade official to prison for investigation because of "laziness".

For a while, everyone in the entire Luoyang Mansion was in danger, hugging together like a hedgehog, pointing their thorns at the foreign East Palace family.

Zhang Shiqi took more than a dozen of his subordinates to the lobby of Luoyang Mansion, and what greeted him was these vigilance and rejection hidden under flattery.

"This mansion is wrongly loved by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the government affairs are in charge. I also need a lot of support from all gentlemen. Zhang Shiqi summoned the officials of the six rooms, gathered in the lobby, and inserted the manpower he brought from Ruyang, without hiding his suspicion of the original officials. He said: "Let's gossip less, now the army is fighting a bloody battle with thieves, and we will sit in the rear." Prepare food and grass for yourself. A few gentlemen in the household also have to work a few to sort out and submit the fish scale yellow book of the house. ”

There are six rooms in the center and six rooms in the place. The household house is in charge of all household registration, land endowment, finance and taxation, and marriage registration in the jurisdiction, and it is the most unavoidable house for new officials to take office. The clerks in this room are also the most difficult, I don't know how many files are hidden in their hands, and many new officials who go to Fujian and Guangdong to serve often offend the household officials, and Zuihou even goes out to buy vegetables is a problem.

Luoyang has recently recovered, and these officials still dare not be too disrespectful to Shangguan. Anyway. The murderous Sun Chuanting is in Luoyang, and the prince who is dismissed as if he is stunned is also sitting here, who dares to mess around in the limelight?

"I'll wait for the night to sort it out today, and it will definitely be on the old man's desk tomorrow." The officials at the head came out to answer, looking docile and docile.

Zhang Shiqi nodded, and said: "Please leave a narrative for the third master, and the others will prepare their own case files in recent years for reference." "The third master is a general judgment. In charge of the criminal name. Xingde prudential punishment is something that every magistrate has to do, even if he has no interest, he has to go through such a formality.

Everyone in the house agreed with one voice. I went back to my respective office to deal with my errands.

Zhang Shiqi is old in the end, and his energy is different from that of young people, so he only asked a few words and served tea to the guests, and even the general judge felt that it was too perfunctory. As soon as the sentence left, Zhang Shiqi came to the spirit and spread paper and ink. Write down a list, all of them are acquaintances in the chamberlain's room, ready to borrow from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

There was no need to alarm the crown prince for such things, but Wu Weiye was expelled, and there was no real leader in the attendant room for a while. Compared with the unfamiliar Wu Ge Lao. Zhang Shiqi would rather alarm His Royal Highness the Prince. In the end, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is doing things vigorously and resolutely, and the original stay in Luoyang is short, and he can't afford to waste it.

-- I got rid of the nerd who could only recite poetry and compose.

Zhang Shiqi never forgets it, his pen is like flying, and he still has free time to think about Wu Weiye.

This is naturally full of resentment from those who have failed to succeed for a long time against the juvenile list.

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"Brother Meicun, why do you want to be such a little daughter!" Although Hou Fangyu lived in Wu Weiye's house, he couldn't help but lose his temper with Wu Weiye, who was drinking and crying.

Wu Weiye was nine years older than Hou Fangyu, but he still couldn't stop crying, and choked up: "Foolish brother has studied hard since he was a child, once he was in the middle of the world, he was conscientious, who expected that he would be deposed, so hateful!" I hate it! ”

Hou Fangyu didn't know how to persuade him, thinking that he had traveled thousands of miles to Henan, let alone persuade the prince to come forward to pardon his father, he couldn't even see him. originally thought that Ruzhou was a dangerous place for soldiers, and the prince was so focused on military affairs that it was reasonable that he had no time to meet him, so he only waited until he arrived in Luoyang to make plans. Who knew that on the first day of entering the city, his "bridge" was broken.

- To be a filial son, how can there be so many difficulties and obstacles!

Hou Fangyu looked up to the sky and sighed, and was brought out crying by Wu Weiye, but he didn't feel that the root of his nose was sour, and his tears seemed to be gushing out. He didn't want to hug Wu Weiye and cry, so he turned his head and secretly wiped his tears, pretending to be calm and said: "It's so boring in the house, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Wu Weiye just poured himself wine and drank wildly, tears and snot on his face, where did he hear Hou Fangyu's farewell.

Hou Fangyu walked out of Wu Weiye's temporary residence and walked out of the fangmen, diagonally opposite the mansion. I happened to catch up with the people inside who came out of class, gossiping in twos and threes. The sound of Henan Xiangyin floated past his ears, and Hou Fangyu heard it clearly: it was said that this Xinfuzun was old and faint. Hou Fangyu knew that the current Luoyang Mansion was an old man from the East Palace's attendant room, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart!

――Since the road in Wumei Village is impassable, why don't you try another road? This Zhang Mingfu was originally just a scribe, and occasionally I heard from Meicun that he never forgot it, but it was limited to that. Since he has been reused by His Royal Highness the Prince, why not be a friend of him, and it can be regarded as entering the East Palace!

Hou Fangyu glanced at the unabashed officials, and was about to go to the mansion, but stopped when he walked to the door. The bad guy is also the respect of the house, how can he be so Meng Lang? He immediately returned to his residence, changed into a set of clothes, and pulled out an excerpt from the manuscript he had prepared to meet the prince, as well as his identity certificate and customs clearance documents for traveling abroad as a student. After all the preparations were made, Hou Fangyu called the scholar and carried the things to the mansion.

Zhang Shiqi arranged for someone to send out a list of people who needed to be seconded, ordered someone to boil a bucket of hot water, sat in the back hall, took off the official boots that were not yet warm, and soaked his feet comfortably. The fatigue of this journey was all soaked in hot water, although he was sweating all over his body and his feet were red, but he was very comfortable.

"Sir! There's a show outside asking to see you. The attendant came in to report, still holding a name in his hand.

Zhang Shiqi half-opened and half-closed his eyes and muttered, "Where is Xiucai?" ”

"He did report his name, but unfortunately the little one didn't remember it, as if his father was also a big official." The entourage laughed and handed over the name: "The master will know it by himself." ”

Zhang Shiqi is old and noble, and he has no style for his subordinates, so he took the name with his mouth shut, and he was "the squire of the military department, the governor of the military affairs of the seven towns", and he scared his sleepy insect without a trace. When I came back to my senses and looked at it again, it turned out that there was still a word "former" on this "soldier squire", surnamed Hou Zhenxi, but he was not an unknown person.

"Hmm, it's Hou Junmen's son?" Zhang Shiqi and Hou Sui actually have nothing to do with each other, but out of respect, he still said: "Let him come in." ”

"Master, you ......" Chang Sui snorted at the wooden barrel at Zhang Shiqi's feet.

"It's okay, you can't see it under the case." Zhang Shiqi raised his feet slightly, asked his entourage to move the bucket under the table, and said, "Add some more hot water." ”

The entourage was helpless, but he only took Hou Fangyu's five coins of silver, and the words were also brought, and the master was also allowed to enter the meeting, regardless of whether he saw him when he washed his feet or when he took a bath!

Hou Fangyu waited in the foyer for a long time, watching the sun set in the west, for fear that a sentence would come: Master is resting, please be early tomorrow.

"Master pass you in." Chang Sui came out and squinted at Hou Fangyu. Thinking about his own master, he is not even willing to wear boots, and he will not be a big man.

Hou Fangyu was relieved, bowed to the end and thanked this long follower, and walked like flying. The chief hurriedly stopped him: "You can break into your house casually?" Follow me! ”

"It's me Meng Lang." Hou Fangyu hurriedly restrained his expression and shook his clothes, still excited about his wise decision.

The two of them entered the back hall of the old man of the mansion one after the other.

It was October, and there was no stove in the hall. Zhang Shiqi is used to suffering, but he didn't expect that his subordinates would be lazy if they could be lazy. Hou Fangyu was born in a family of anointing sorghum, and rolled in the gold cave, and he had a very good grasp of the details of life, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that the house was cold and damp, and there was definitely no fire. He looked at Zhang Shiqi again, fifty or sixty years old, sitting behind the bookcase, his face was full of red light, his forehead was sweaty, and in front of him was the old files of the mansion stacked high.

At first glance, he is a loyal and diligent official!

- No wonder the crown prince deposed Wu Weiye and reused Zhang Shiqi, it is not unreasonable!

Hou Fangyu quickly glanced at it, and immediately bowed to the end: "Student Hou Fangyu, meet Master Fuzun!" ”

Students can see officials without kneeling and call themselves students, but Hou Fangyu can't wait to kneel down and kowtow to Zhang Shiqi, just to be able to see the prince and submit a plea full of blood and tears.

"Give a seat." Zhang Shiqi raised his old faint eyes, looked at Hou Fangyu, and said, "My father and I are also officials in the same dynasty, so there is no need to be restrained." Why did you come to see this house today? ”

"Students know that the old man is a model for officials in the world, and they are only willing to listen to it in front of the old man's case to gain knowledge." Hou Fangyu hit the haode belly draft and responded loudly. (To be continued......)

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