The cold wind blows through the source of the three rivers.

Snow falls on Changbai Mountain.

This winter, the first snowflakes in the north fell without warning.

Two teams.

The team marked "Huanglong Specialty" and transported by officials and fast horses has arrived at the weaving office in the capital, and Lord Tao sent his cronies to fill out the tribute form at the office.

And the thousand-mile team carrying the hopes of the people is still on the way.

No way.

We don't have too many horses, most of them are mules and old cattle.

That's it, the young men who recruited local workers in Huining still think that they are already very powerful.

Lord Zhixian is so powerful.

There are so many livestock transports.

When crossing the city, he took out a pass that was not embarrassed by the local officials, and when others saw it, they shouted: "Release, release, release." ”

There is still a place to rest along the way.

It was the first time they had walked such a long way, and they felt like they were opening their eyes everywhere.

Guo Boss looked up at the sky with an ear bag, and found that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, so he turned around and gestured to let the word go on, stop for a while, and not miss this for a while.

Let everyone tie the cotton clothes tightly, clean them all and dress them warmly, and let's work hard to get on the road.

The lads immediately put on their gloves, put cotton hoods around their faces, which showed only their eyes and noses, and tied their feet and necks with ura grass, and fastened the straps with cotton hats with ears.

This outfit belongs to workwear and is all hair.

Maxima doesn't pay them for these toolings.

Yes, I didn't ask you for money, but Song Fusheng spent a lot of money.

This thing didn't fall from the sky, you have to buy materials, you have to hire people to cut and make a lot of money.

That's a lot.

Song Fusheng not only spent money on the transportation boys to make workwear, but also gave them all to the special product teams such as making pine flowers and stones.

Many people don't understand it, thinking that the money is unjustly spent.

If the common people want to do this work, they should take it all by themselves, right?

The guy doesn't have everything, and he still comes out to do some work.

Song Fusheng didn't see it that way.

He even shouted out to the various specialty teams.

Like this time, when the convoy set off, he specially instructed:

When the road is slippery, you really can't drag the car, and it is better to overturn the car and abuse it than to have casualties in order to save property.

In Song Fusheng, people-oriented has never been empty words. People are equal to money.

You say that the people love him.

The common people are not stupid, and they can feel that the county lord treats them well from all aspects.

Therefore, Song Fugui felt that the trip was under great pressure.

Because he knows that Fusheng is very poor now, and he has never been so poor.

was so poor that she scavenged all the deposits of Mrs. Ma and Fat Ya's dim sum shop, which made the old lady want to open a big store in Huanglong City, but in the end she only cashed for a small shop.

The small shops are not as big as the ones in Jia County under Fengtian before.

Poor enough, Fusheng embezzled public funds privately.

If you don't move, the money won't work.

For example, to collect honey, you must first give the money to the beekeepers, collect the mountain goods, and even more so the ginseng, and the silver money for those ginseng heads is extremely rich.

There are also so many workers who are recruited, and a large amount of wages are being paid every day.

And who owes it, Fusheng said, and he can't owe the people money for food and clothing.

It is even more difficult for the common people, after the autumn harvest, they are collected and paid, and they are waiting to work for the magistrate to earn money and save more grain.

There was no way, the thousands of taels of silver on the book were not enough to do anything, so they embezzled thousands of dollars.

I want to wait for Fugui to sell these in the capital, and then plug the hole in the book.

Only the family members of the Song Jiu clan knew about this.

Before leaving, Grandpa Song was under great psychological pressure and said:

"Fugui, Fusheng is blocking everything, and our whole family is also blocking everything.

If you can't sell it, we can't pay it back when we go back to Renjia Village to sell houses and land.

You're going to have to sell it sooner.

I have been dreaming for the past few days, and I always dreamed that someone from above had been sent to check Fusheng's account, saying that he wanted Kan Fusheng's head, and I woke up crying several times. ”

Fugui immediately issued a military order: "Grandpa, I designate that I can sell it." If I can't sell it, I'll die outside. ”

Grandpa didn't feel relieved at all: "If you can't sell it, it's useless for you to die." ”

This is also what makes Fugui feel angry.

You said that Fusheng took everything, and finally asked Huanglong Mansion to intercept Hu and honor the emperor, without mentioning Fusheng's affairs, which is also too unfair.

In Fugui's view, don't say that it is to make money for the Song Jiu clan, so Fusheng took such a big risk.

There must always be big dealers who stand up and sell things to the people.

Fusheng can let others do this, but Fusheng is not worried about those who can't control it.

I am afraid that after doing a big job, I will see the profits, and those people will be involved with other officials.

Peel off a layer of skin, another layer of skin, and when it comes to the supply of the people at the bottom, what profit can be left.

Those people outside, who can have their Song Jiu clan?

Can those people take the initiative to raise the price for the people to receive the goods?

It will try to lower the price.

For the rich and noble, they have everything, there is no name, there is no big profit, except that the people have a lot of sideline income compared with previous years, which is not equal to the risk at all.

The more he thought about it along the way, the more unbalanced he felt in his heart.

Huanglong's official face is really big.

I didn't have any tricks with those people, for fear of being embarrassed.

Yes, I'm afraid.

Song Fusheng was not afraid of offending his superiors and affecting his promotion.

What Song Fu is afraid of is that the common people can earn money to supplement their lives now, but because of their hard steel superiors, they are stuck in various procedures.

Afraid that those people will do it, it is better to let the mountains be barren than to complete the people.

What Fugui doesn't know is that Fusheng has already given in to the extent that people can pick peaches, and many people are dissatisfied.

Like at this moment.

The government is holding a meeting on tax payment and grain payment, and all the counties are coming, but Song Zhixian is not in place.

Individual officials in Huanglong Mansion laughed in their hearts: It seems that this is a big job, and there is no need for others.

Huining came to Lu Xiancheng.

Before the meeting, Lu Xiancheng apologized to Lord Tao and them.

It is said that we know that the county adults do not know about the meeting, and the people are not in the county office.

In the previous paragraph, someone reported that a kind of stone was found, and after someone looked through the books and listened to it, they said that the stone was called talc.

We went to the countryside to see the stones, and that thing could be used as a stone pot.

Narrator:

You are too sudden, and suddenly you sent someone to tell you to go to Fucheng to report the payment of grain, and let you be in place in two days.

When we are as idle as you are, he is visiting talc in the remote village below.

That village is five days away from our county seat, and I can't fly back.

There is no recruitment, and he will come to deal with the meeting.

After hearing the reason, Tao Fuyin took the lead in laughing: "Oh? It seems that Song Zhixian is indeed very busy. ”

Other Officials: Well, hehe, yes, busy, understandable.

Lu Xiancheng: Based on my many years of experience in officialdom, you don't really understand.

At the meeting, Lu Xiancheng sat at the bottom because of his grade.

But when it came time to report on the payment of grain, Lu County's first time was shining.

Sit up straight and inform: None of the people in Huining County are in arrears, and all of them have been handed over.

You can order the opening of a position at any time.

The magistrates of other counties, who more or less owed the imperial court food, looked at Lu Xiancheng, who was in the limelight.

Some people disdain, some people don't believe it, and some people think that it is not a good thing for Huining to be too sharp.

After the meeting.

The magistrates from all over the country finally got together for a dinner, together with the higher-level officials of Huanglong Mansion.

Only no one called Lu Xiancheng.

Lu Xiancheng sat in the car, smiled and shook his head:

Don't ask him to pull him down, he has a bunch of things at hand, he can't finish it, and when he turns around, he will frown at him when he comes back from the countryside.

Do you think he's the same person he used to be?

I've been thinking it out lately.

His grade is low, so there's really no need to sharpen his brain and study around.

If you can serve this six-grade Song Zhixian, you can understand.

If you don't understand that person, what if you can be a member of the four grades?

If his competent official Song Zhixian wants to press him to death, don't say that he is good, don't let him move, and others don't have any tricks, right?

……

Lord Yin Tao of Huanglong Mansion has Huining's grain payment account in his hand, and while flipping through it, he is also thinking about Song Fusheng in his heart.

Occasionally, I would say a few words to my cronies.

Like what:

Did Song Zhixian deliberately not come, feeling wronged?

Will he pass the word on the matter of turning Ning Tribute into Huanglong Tribute to the Lu family?

It doesn't matter where General Liu is for the time being, General Liu is not in the mansion, but the Lu family is there......

The cronies gave an analysis of these two doubts:

It is possible that it was deliberately not coming. However, my lord, what did he wrong, and what about passing the word to the Lu family, it makes sense. Doesn't Huining belong to Huanglong? Without the support of the Huanglong Mansion, Huining could have done nothing.

Tao Fu Yin smiled when he heard this:

Yes, he probably cares too much about the relationship between Song Fusheng and the Lu family and is blind.

I was relieved a little.

The cronies also told Master Tao that the reason why he analyzed that he deliberately did not come was because he heard from the housekeeper in the house that Mrs. Ma had found Mrs. Ma, oh, that is, the mother of Song Zhi County.

"What are you looking for her?"

Mrs. heard that Song Zhixian's mother was valued by the eldest princess, and she had always wanted to find an opportunity to meet, and it was best to contact her more.

Then out of kindness, I knew that Song Zhixian's mother was looking for a façade, and proposed that there was a façade in the house that was empty, but we could do something together, but Song Zhixian's mother politely refused.

Tao Fu Yin didn't know anything about this, and he was too busy paying taxes recently, and this is the first time he heard of it:

"Oh?"

Yes, refused, and the old lady's attitude ......

That night, Master Tao deliberately rested in his wife's room.

Otherwise, he would only rest at his wife's place on the first and fifteenth days of junior high school.

Mrs. Tao told her husband in detail:

Said the old lady gave her a soft nail.

She hasn't said anything yet, and that side is just talking, and the dim sum business has nothing to do with Song Zhixian.

What to say is nothing more than that he was born poor in the past, and he was used to being idle and uncomfortable, and while he could still move, he made a dim sum deal to earn some pension money, and earned a marriage and business for his granddaughter.

Doesn't that make sense?

What doesn't care about buying and selling, doing big and doing small. I really don't care, what are you doing in Fucheng, can't you just open a store in Huining?

I just don't want to be a partner.

After hearing this, Lord Tao felt more and more uncomfortable.

The subordinates are harder than the officials.

When making decisions, the official should prevent the subordinate from overstepping the ranks.

The superior, the official, actually had to privately analyze whether a magistrate who was a few levels lower than his own official was dissatisfied.

What kind of mood is this in the long run.

It seems that Song Zhixian has the backing of the Lu family and the cooperation of General Liu, so he really doesn't take him as a superior in his eyes.

Two days later.

Just when Song Fusheng was wearing a big cotton jacket and stood in the middle of a group of villagers and said with a smile: "This stone pot is really good, if you can't afford an iron pot, buy it", the officials of the palace weaving office also presented the Huanglong tribute slip.

The emperor ordered Yang Mingyuan to find out Huining's fold.

Yang Mingyuan finished looking for it and submitted it, "Back to the emperor, Weichen didn't find the Huining fold, only the fold of the Huanglong Mansion." ”

Ding Jian, who was also by the emperor's side, was stunned when he heard the words, and thought:

Hehe, someone is going to be unlucky.

The excerpt of Huanglong Mansion, if it is directly expressed as a tribute sheet presented by Huining, how Huining knows the county, even if it is only a mouthful, and Huanglong Mansion finds out how Huining is, then everything is easy to say.

But if you don't mention it, it's interesting.

You must know that Yang Zhuangyuan has already stabbed this matter with the emperor.

The test bet about winning the shop has become a joke among the officials in the capital.

Later, the emperor also knew, and heard that he had asked the reason, and learned that Yang Zhuangyuan's money was not for his own family, so he summoned Yang Zhuangyuan.

Ding Jian's eyes flashed.

Sure enough, he heard the emperor's angry laughter.

And the emperor also handed the excerpt to Yang Zhuangyuan, so that he could see if the writing method of this excerpt was familiar.

When Ding Jian heard this, he secretly raised his eyebrows, thinking:

Could it be that Huanglong's official who invited merit was copied according to Song Zhixian's excerpt?

That's too lazy.

You changed the word and said it was your own, how could you be so careless?

That official, don't you know that Song Fusheng is a protégé of the Son of Heaven?

Are you a protégé of the Son of Heaven an empty talk?

When you are the emperor, you don't understand the narrative of your students?

If you haven't seen Song Zhixian's article as the emperor, can you casually issue an edict and call yourself a protégé?

Are you too lazy, or do you think the emperor is too busy to pay attention to these "little things"?

After reading the recital, Yang Mingyuan saw Tao Fuyin's name, without mentioning Song Fusheng, and his face was not shocked.

also told the emperor that he was familiar with it, which was the narrative style of Song Zhixian.

What kind of style is that person in Song Zhixian?

The emperor, Yang Mingyuan, Ding Jian, and those who have seen Song Fusheng's article have some understanding.

Song Fusheng is practical.

For example, in the beautiful pine stone, he used a lot of space, not to talk about how pleasing this kind of stone is in the palace.

It's about how many trials have been conducted to find out how fast the knife is sharpened.

I also have the experience of going to the battlefield myself, and I can understand how much the whetstone can improve the combat ability of individual soldiers.

At that glance, it looks like there is still a stomach full of unfinished words.

It is estimated that even the manufacturing and purchasing, how the imperial court should give the people of Huining money for work, distribution, and equipment all want to express their opinions, but the length should not be too long, and it may not be possible to directly ask practical questions in the excerpt of greetings.

It's not much the same as the tribute paper.

Which of those officials in Huanglong went to the front? How many have seen a blunt knife in the hands of a soldier with their own eyes?

Without this kind of experience, I can't write this set.

The emperor looked at Yang Mingyuan and thought of Song Fusheng in his heart.

Song Fusheng was lucky.

At least I knew he was doing the real thing.

And what about the good officials who don't know about me.

On the same day, when the emperor was deliberating, he invited the ministers to drink the royal jelly sent by the Huanglong Mansion.

He also asked the ministers to taste the pine flower stone inkstone, and at the end, the emperor said inadvertently: "This is a specialty of Huining." ”