Huanglongfu City and the dozens of counties below are like a home in Song Fusheng's heart.

Pull oneself up by one’s bootstraps.

There is no money at home, so you have to recruit to earn money first, so that the old and young masters can have enough to eat.

If there is more than that, leave food in stock for emergencies, and then clean up this dilapidated home.

Clean up the bedroom today, decorate the kitchen tomorrow, and then pave the way, just like that, little by little, there is a new Huanglong.

What this black land fed back to him was that he relied on his brilliant political achievements, and the emperor directly gave him a three-grade house without the Lu family's gifts.

He was on his last shift.

The poor village that used to be famous is now married to many couples and married into many female dolls. The fast ones also bring out the next generation.

Song Fusheng looked at the mountain in the honey village and said, "Wow, good, people will be more prosperous in the future." ”

He stood on the side of the mountain, pointed to the unfinished mountain road, and instructed Zhou Tongzhi, who took over as the prefect, "You must build it." ”

"Don't worry."

He stood in the test field, and this time Zhou Tongzhi took the initiative to say: "My lord, don't worry. ”

He appeared in the Songhua Stone Processing Base, and the men who hit the stone stopped their work one after another, and the jingling mountain stone factory was solemn: Are you leaving? Without the welcome applause that he appeared here before, he always applauded at that time, hoping that the Song Governor could say a few words, and there was only silence at this time.

He appeared in Huining.

A group of officials stood behind him, but he stood at the door of the county government as if he saw the scene of his first day in office.

At that time, he only had his family and people, and he didn't even have an official around him to help him.

At the Canton Fair, he stretched out his hand and shook hands with many merchants, which flattered the merchants.

"I hope you'll come here next year, the year after, and in the future," he said. Huanglong needs business development, needs to continue to go out, and needs you. ”

In the backyard of the government, the gate is open.

A car drove out in the attention of Huanglong officials and their relatives.

At this moment, except for Zhou Tongzhi, other officials showed reluctance and reluctance.

They are worried that there will never be another Shangfeng, as long as they can do anything, even if they don't talk politely or give gifts to Shangfeng on weekdays, they won't be buried.

As far as the people are concerned, they are worried that there will be no officials like the Song Governor's Mansion again, and they say to them: "As long as you are from Huanglong, go out and go to a different place, this official will call the shots for you." ”

It was the Song prefect who made them proud of being Huanglong.

It was the prefect of Song who convinced them that the poor mountains and remote areas could also be fields of hope.

It is the prefect of Song who makes them sincerely love their hometown.

The umbrella of the people is opened.

Hundreds of people's umbrellas were stretched along the way.

Just like the former Song prefect stretched out his arms to protect the black land of Huanglong.

Mrs. Ma sat in the car and burst into tears.

Her three sons have no sons, but they also have many "sons".

Her three sons have made a good life for thousands of families with sons in Huanglong.

The convoy was intercepted several times, and the people knelt down with the vehicles one by one, and when the cars left, they got up again and followed.

Song Fusheng had to get out of the car.

He folded his hands in thanks to the crowd, looked at those eyes, and only bowed twice before he spoke, and choked up.

He took a deep breath before saying:

"Huanglong, to me, will never be the same. No matter where I am, I will still be here.

And since then, although I am no longer a parent here, some of my family members have stayed here. I will return to Huanglong in a provincial way. Yunxuan Pavilion

Guys, go back.

Work hard and live a good life.

I must believe that the next prefect, the officials of Huanglong, will continue to lead everyone to eat better and dress warmer! ”

Song Fusheng beckoned Zhou Tongzhi to them, and asked the Huanglong officials to nod and wave their hands to the common people as a sign of promise.

At this moment, Zhou Tongzhi was really reluctant to Song Fusheng.

scenes, throwing papers at meetings, training them; the scene where they are forced to take off their shoes and follow them to the field; the scene of losing face and making them tremble; Even eating a working meal has to be counted as a scene where four dishes become two dishes, and pickles are also counted as dishes.

After working together for many years, which official has not been reprimanded by Lord Song? There is no one who is arrogant.

Those memories should be unpleasant, but the most commendable thing about this person is that the unhappiness makes you unable to tell whether it is bitter or happy.

Just like at this time, the prefect of Song is paving the way for them even when he leaves.

Zhou Tongzhi thought: Maybe he is also a man, he admires the Song Governor's Mansion.

In the future, not to mention whether the Song Governor's Mansion will come to Huanglong Province again, when he goes to the capital to visit his father during the New Year's Festival, he will definitely go to the Song Mansion to visit Song Fusheng.

There are many officials who think like Zhou Tongzhi.

The Song prefect will no longer train them in the future, and after leaving office, they all want to be friends with the former Shangfeng, and they want to be the kind of heart-to-heart.

The common people saw so many officials popping up, so they made way for the convoy to pass normally.

But they followed behind with umbrellas for all people, and there was also Yin Yin's entrustment.

When the convoy walked a long way, the Song family heard it, and the people behind shouted:

"Lord Prefect, your words count, you must come back and take a look."

Qian Peiying blurted out movingly, sitting in the car and muttering to herself: "Definitely." ”

The Song prefect is not real, but more practical: it's enough, just say it casually.

Qian Peiying coaxed him when she was in a hurry: "Just the two of us, if you want to cry, cry, no one can hear this time." ”

Song Fusheng was puzzled: "What am I crying for, I'm all promoted, and I'm not being masturbated." Well, although not what I wanted. ”

It can be seen that only real people like Qian Peiying are still agitated, and Governor Song himself has long passed that moving energy.

Perhaps, no, he is covering himself up with carelessness.

After all, as he said, Huanglong is his starting point for him, and it will never be the same. It's the place to put all your heart and soul out. But what can you do if you are reluctant, and how can you not be promoted? People go to high places.

"Wait, don't talk about those useless ones, Tobe Right Squire, you're not satisfied?"

"Ah, I'm thinking I can go to the ministry. Even if it's not a squire, it's okay to go to the Department of Sealing and the Department of Examination, how good it is to manage people. Like after the imperial examination, I will arrange official positions for them. Money, trivial. ”

Song Fusheng had a headache when he thought about it, that place was the busiest and most thankless.

In Song Fusheng's eyes, the household department is equivalent to a sentence that women often talk about when they complain about their husbands and children at home: This family and outside the house all point to me alone.

Back in Mukden again, it's different again.

Governor Li wanted to be polite to Song Fusheng. This time, Governor Li was not promoted.

Song Fusheng can be a man, and the two of them are not on the same starting line, who can't say anything if they are so obedient, and when they don't see anyone, they are not free, so they only invite Governor Li to dinner alone.

The two brothers have a good chat: he can rise and become in Huanglong.

is a very low-key statement, Huanglong is poor and white, and it will be good to do anything. Like Fengtian, it has developed well, which is equivalent to the old imperial capital, and it is not difficult to raise it again.

It's not good to iron Governor Li's house, but when it comes to his heart.

If Song Fusheng didn't admit this, he really thought so, and he was a little unconvinced, a little jealous. But Song Fusheng said this himself, but Governor Li shook his head and said, "Is that really the case?" Brother, it must not be. If I have a chance, I'm going to Huanglong to have a look. I can't sit back and watch the sky anymore. You still do a good job, for my brother's admiration. ”

In addition, Governor Li gave Song Fusheng a message, do you know? As soon as your performance assessment arrived in Beijing, the emperor was furious and demoted several times. Because some of them are fake, they are even more eye-catching than yours, and the emperor said that there is no need to re-examine such a re-examination, it is impossible.

Emperor: It is impossible to have anything better than Song Fusheng's finances and other aspects, after all, he has endorsed him. I know best.

In early July, Song Fusheng and his family went to Beijing.