Classes are over. *With* Dream *Little* said .com Ma Qingchang walked to the window, took out his cigarette, and felt that it was wrong. Smoking is not allowed in the classroom. He slowly paced out of the classroom, immediately feeling a chill in the hallway. In the corridor, people were smoking and talking, and no one paid attention to Ma Qingchang. This made Ma Qingchang feel very unaccustomed.

In the past, Director Ma was not like this, he had the food in the Zhuangzi and used the money from the sale of grain to open a shop, and Director Ma and people from all walks of life could talk. With unwillingness, Ma Qingchang leaned over and wanted to talk to a few people from the Public Security Bureau, but he didn't expect the people over there to be a little perfunctory, and they left without even taking a cigarette on the grounds of going to the toilet.

None of us are children, and this obvious estrangement doesn't need to be asked at all. Ma Qingchang could only lean against the window, smoking alone. Recently, the overall situation of Luoyang officialdom has been dominated by dealing with the tax bureau. Dealing with the Inland Revenue Department does not mean that everyone should take Ma Qingchang as the leader. A small director doesn't have that kind of energy. Ma Qingchang even heard that the officialdom's antipathy towards him began to rise rapidly, to the extent that he was only disgusted with the tax bureau.

It is said that in the opinion of many people, the tax bureau is not a good thing, and Ma Qingchang, who caused conflicts, is not a good thing.

The wind blew in through the open window, and the cold made Ma Qingchang feel a little numb on his scalp. He is also reflecting these days, and his biggest regret is that he is too greedy, in fact, he has not considered letting Zhuangzi enter the tax system as soon as possible. But the food that arrives every year makes him feel 'procrastinating' and 'looking at it again'. Although the proportion of the money exchanged for grain in Ma Qingchang's income is getting smaller and smaller, he has mastered the taxes of a Zhuangzi, and this feeling makes him have a strong sense of superiority.

regretted that he shouldn't have beheaded Brother Zheng Xian by mistake after drinking...... A joke came out of nowhere. Ma Qingchang's heart is full of the same feeling as the protagonist of this play. He made up his mind again that when the matter was over, he would never interfere in such a matter again.

After smoking, I continued with class. Ma Qingchang, who consciously sat in the back row, found that fewer people came to the class, and at the beginning, the directors of various departments and a number of section chiefs were in class. First, the directors of the department left, and now there are few directors left. The classroom seemed empty, and the original heat was reduced. The instructor of the lecture looked at the perfunctory opening of the syllabus and read, "This lesson is about the impact of the climate of the Xiaoice River on the environment......

Ma Qingchang didn't feel the course at all, what the weather was like, what the environment was, that was the matter of the true gods. If it weren't for the fact that these courses were arranged by the imperial court, Ma Qingchang would not be interested in listening to them. He was bored lying on his desk and fell asleep unconsciously.

The closed course was held in the school run by the school, not far from the school is the office of the Luoyang prefect, and a group of Luoyang department-level officials who disappeared from the school gathered here. There was silence in the conference room, and in front of the officials was Zhang Huchen, a cadre of the telegraph office.

Everyone could see from the appearance on Zhang Huchen's face that he had been tortured, and at this time Zhang Huchen was sitting on a chair, and he was even more limping when he was escorted in. In the face of these big officials, Zhang Huchen trembled a little, and his voice trembled as he recounted his crimes, "...... Ladies and gentlemen, Ma Qingchang's secretary came to me and said that he knew the principal and could help me with my project. Don't let my son get expelled. I promised him to delay the telegram. I...... I was forced...... Woohoo......"

At this time, Zhang Huchen knew exactly what he was going to face, and he wanted to beg for mercy when he was in tears. The security chief of the telegraph office standing behind him slapped Zhang Huchen on the back of the head and said angrily: "Let you speak, I didn't let you cry!" If you cry again, you will fight! ”

The officials who listened to Zhang Huchen's confession were all solemn, and seeing such a fierce situation, some people couldn't help but turn their faces. Wang Quanle looked at Wang Huchen with a flat expression, and saw that he didn't dare to beg for mercy after being beaten up, and continued to explain, "Later, Ma Qingchang asked Secretary Lu to come to me and asked me to help him check the telegram, at that time, the telegraph bureau had already begun to track down the lost telegram, and I didn't agree......"

After the confession, Zhang Huchen was taken out. The atmosphere in the room was a little better, some couldn't help sighing, and some moved their seats. But no one dared to say anything.

Wang Quanle stood up and said to the officials: "Everyone has heard it, I won't say anything." Finally, I will explain one thing to everyone, whoever leaks the news will probably have the same sin as this Wang Huchen. ”

Officials have pledged to strictly observe discipline. At this point, who would dare to say anything. Ma Qingchang is just a director of the Civil Affairs Bureau, he dares to do such a thing, who dares to protect him? Since he won't be protected, who will leak the news to?

After saying this, Wang Quanle called the director of the telecommunications bureau and the director of the public security bureau to the next room to talk first. As soon as he entered the door, the director of the telecommunications bureau immediately said: "Governor Wang, you are simply Bao Qingtian." ”

In the Great Song Dynasty, there are many stories of Bao Zheng, and these stories are all about how Bao Zheng is good at judging cases. In fact, most of these stories are the actions of another Kaifeng Mansion Yin, who were transferred to the Qing official Bao Zheng by the people. Bao Zheng is honest and honest, but the law enforcement is very strict, and he likes to emphasize "re-handling outside the law".

Zeng Minxing's "Duxing Magazine" contains: "Bao Xiaosu Gong Yin Jing, no one dares to offend." One day, the alley was fired. The rescue is urgent, there are scoundrels, and they meet to change the tune. Hurry away, and say in front of you: 'Take water in Sweet Water Lane, but in Bitter Water Lane?' 'Don't save it, kill it.' A scoundrel was executed by Bao Zheng because he ridiculed Bao Zheng when fighting fires. Such is his judicial attitude.

Wang Quanle did not inquire whether the analogy was correct. He understood the excitement of the director of telecommunications, who had been angry with the IRS for not receiving two telegrams in a row. The Minister of Telecommunications strictly ordered the Luoyang Telecommunications Bureau to find out about the matter. The telecommunications bureau that received the order thought it was a common problem and did not pay much attention to it. The director just said this at the time of the meeting, reminding all the officials in charge of Luoyang that the arrogant IRS also has an excuse to make maggots in the egg.

When the discussion was over, Wang Quanle called the director of the telecommunications bureau and asked him to focus on investigating the cadre of the telecommunications bureau named Zhang Huchen. Now that the case has finally been solved, the director of the telecommunications bureau must of course be greatly grateful to the prefect Wang. If it weren't for Governor Wang's reminder, the people standing on the side of the tax bureau would find out the truth of the matter, and the director of the telecommunications bureau would not be able to wash it away even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

"Absorb the lesson yourselves and never make any more mistakes." Wang Quanle said.

"Yes! Be! The director of telecommunications agreed.

Looking at the director, Wang Quanle really couldn't fully believe it in his heart. He was able to solve the matter only because his secretary mentioned several pieces of information when he told how to deal with the son of Hong Nanfeng, the senior of the tax bureau. The Director General of Telecommunications provided another piece of information. Taken together, you can clearly see through how officials collude with each other.

From a purely egoistic point of view, Ma Qingchang is no different from the director of the telecommunications bureau. It's just that Ma Qingchang's crimes have been exposed, and many things about the director of telecommunications have probably not been exposed.

The director of the public security bureau looked at this performance coldly, and saw that the director of the telegraph bureau had nothing of value to say, so he said: "Governor Wang, should we arrest Ma Qingchang first." ”

"There's no hurry." Wang Quanle replied: "According to the confession you asked, those villagers call themselves barbarians, right? ”

The director of the telecommunications bureau was stunned when he heard this information for the first time. The previous officials did not think so, they all thought that the tax bureau was arrogant and domineering, and gave those who did not pay taxes a 'barbarian' hat. In addition to the state farms, which farmers do not want to owe some taxes. Since the Great Song Dynasty changed the official system to an integrated system of officials and cadres, the local cadres have more or less sought small benefits for the villagers that the system was not so supportive. This is part of the reason why there is such a unanimous opposition to the IRD.

But the words of the prefect of the king are completely different from before. Being labeled as a barbarian is called framing. To call oneself a barbarian is to seek one's own death. The object of the Great Purge was the barbarians, and in the more than ten years of internal peace in the Great Song Dynasty, the war against the external barbarians never stopped for a day. If the words of the prefect of the king are implemented, those 'barbarians' will definitely die.

The police chief calmly replied, "Yes." Those people call people outside of their Zhuangzi the Dog Han people. They themselves consider themselves to be second-class people in Mongolia. We sent people to investigate the villages around the Zhuangzi, and the people in the surrounding villages gave written assurances that the people of this Zhuangzi had been second-class since the time of Mongolia. ”

During the answer to this question, the head of the telecommunications bureau stood on end. What's going on? When did Wang Quanle and Wang Prefect stand together with the Taxation Bureau? At this moment, Wang Quanle turned his head and asked the director of the telegraph bureau, "When you write the report, will you write like this?" Ma Qingchang was born as a barbarian, and when he saw that his identity was about to be revealed, he bribed the people of the telegraph office to deliberately interrupt the telegram. ”

Looking at Wang Quanle's sharp gaze, the director of the telegraph bureau couldn't help but shudder. He didn't know why Wang Quanle suddenly changed, but the case in the telegraph bureau at this time had been solved by Wang Quanle, and God knew how many things were going on in the telegraph bureau. If you don't stand on Wang Quanle's side at this time, I'm afraid the result will be very bad.

Glancing at the public security chief next to him again, looking at the public security director's indifferent expression, the telegraph chief nodded, "Ma Qingchang, this bastard...... This barbarian sabotaged the telegraph, which was already a felony. He is lawless and must be severely punished. ”

"Whether it is severe punishment or not, that is a matter of the imperial court." Wang Quanle calmly corrected, "We are just officials in Luoyang, and the lives of hundreds of people are at stake, so we can't make arbitrary assertions." The official family has said that the facts are the basis and the law is the criterion. We just need to make the facts clear and underwrite no more or no less to the imperial court. ”

"Yes! Be! I will definitely write according to the meaning of the prefect's palace. The director of the telegraph had no other thought in his mind, but expressed in simple words that he was willing to fully agree with Wang Quanle's arrangement.

After determining the attitude of the director of the public security bureau and the director of the telegraph bureau, Wang Quanle returned to the meeting venue with them. Next, it was announced that everyone should strictly abide by discipline and never leak the latest information, so as to avoid all kinds of barbarians absconding in fear of crime after getting the news. After that, the interrogation of the barbarians has already begun to be arranged, and it will probably start officially tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. When the time comes, all the principal officials will be present to observe.

When the meeting ended, the director of education did not leave. Wang Quanle didn't speak, and asked the secretary to lead the director of education to his office. As soon as he entered the room, the director of the Department of Education immediately said anxiously: "Governor Wang, the next thing is not easy. We listened to you at the time, so we went to suspend Hong Nanfeng's son. ”

Wang Quanle looked at such unproductive words with contempt, and he pointed to the chair, "Sit." ”

Despite his uneasiness, the Minister of Education sat down. At this time, he only felt that his legs were a little weak, and he really needed some support. When the director of education sat down, Wang Quanle asked him, "Do you think those people are barbarians?" ”

"They all dare to cut off the telegram, where will there be good people!" The director of education said anxiously. Hong Nanfeng's matter has brought this situation to this point, and it is the Department of Education that has asked Hong Nanfeng's son to be suspended from school, although the deputy director has come forward, but if it is really investigated, can the director be not responsible? When the deputy director said, 'This is the director's account,' the director couldn't run away at all.

"I'm not asking you if they're good people. What good people can't resist taxes? Wang Quanle said dissatisfiedly: "Let me ask you, are they barbarians?" ”

"They...... Maybe it's a barbarian......" The director replied a little timidly.

The secretary looked at the director of the department, and couldn't help it, and said, "The tax bureau thinks those people are barbarians, can they do it accurately?" After our investigation, we not only found out that they were barbarians, but also arrested their accomplices, and also exposed the crimes of their accomplices. Why, only the tax bureau in the world can determine who is a barbarian, our Luoyang government carefully investigates, carefully collects evidence, we can't be sure who is a barbarian? ”

After being counted down like this, the director of education finally understood, and he hurriedly responded: "Those people are barbarians, this must be right." But ......"

"But what?" The secretary asked coldly.

"But let's suspend Hong Nanfeng's son from class, this is ...... This one...... What do we say in the Department of Education? The director's voice grew quieter and quieter as he went, and the last chance was faint.

"After the Department of Education saw the facts, it also thought that those people were barbarians, right?" Wang Quanle asked.

The hall master blinked several times, and finally said, almost desperately, "Yes." We think those people are barbarians. ”

If it is determined that those people are barbarians, the Department of Education will also come forward to assist the barbarians and punish the son of Hong Nanfeng, the senior of the Taxation Bureau.

Wang Quanle smiled slightly, "After the Department of Education learned about this fact, it didn't want to startle the snake and was worried about the safety of Hong, so it asked the school to temporarily suspend Hong's classes to protect his safety." You say, don't you? ”

The director didn't understand what it meant at first. After all, the director of the hall is the head of the hall, and after thinking about it for a while, his face was suddenly full of joy. If the Education Department had known that those people were barbarians before they suspended classes for Mr. Hong, all the problems would have been solved. Thinking of this, the hall director nodded again and again, "Yes, yes! Those people are barbarians, yes. They are barbarians. ”