The room is a public opinion hall that Zhu Youzhen requires all provinces, prefectures and counties to set up, and Yinchuan Mansion also has it.

Sitting on a delicate chair made of pure wood, Li Zicheng pulled out his somewhat rough hands and pressed hard on the cushion used to ease his buttocks.

Secretly: "It's so soft! ”

I kept looking at the furnishings in the room, and the shelves were full of all kinds of books.

Of course, Li Zicheng, who is really not at a high level of education, couldn't understand what these things meant, so he walked around inside and out.

He still decided...

Sit down in that chair again!

The mat is so soft!

It didn't take long for a middle-aged official in a scarlet official robe to walk up, and the so-called crimson also referred to the dark red official uniform worn by officials above the fourth rank of the Ming Dynasty.

Li Zicheng was stunned..

It was the biggest official he'd ever seen in his life, and he didn't seem to realize how bizarre what he was doing today.

But at this moment, he felt it.

This.. This is the prefect! The prefect who is in charge of the government affairs and public security of the first government.

"Xiaomin.. Xiaomin Li Zicheng, knock on the prefect.."

As soon as Wang Yongshan pushed open the door, he saw a young man in somewhat untidy clothes standing there, looking at him with a somewhat dull expression.

But before he could open his mouth, this man gave himself a kneeling salute first.

made Wang Yongshan smile a little bitterly in his heart.

"There is no need, there is no need to be so polite, as Your Majesty said, this official is just to relieve the people's worries on behalf of the emperor.. Come, let's sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water, and we'll talk slowly.."

Wang Yongshan stretched out his hand and took Li Zicheng by the hand.

With a sincere attitude, Li Zicheng even forgot the purpose of his trip in a trance. I thought coldly that I was here to keep the job of the postman.

So he said: "The prefect sir. . . I was originally a post man in Yinchuan Mansion, but I don't know why the adults at the post station suddenly told me a few days ago... So that I don't have to come to work in the future, saying that I don't meet the requirements of Rausch... It is not recognized as being in the post system.."

Wang Yongshan didn't speak, just smiled and nodded, as if signaling Li Zicheng to continue speaking boldly, and didn't have to care too much about the rules.

"I don't understand this, I'm working at this good end, why did you kick me out all at once, how can I live in the future..."

"You know, I still have an old mother waiting for me to provide for at home..."

Li Zicheng's chatter continued for a while, and Wang Yongshan just smiled and nodded, thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Since attending the Daming Economic Seminar in Beijing, Wang Yongshan's good life has completely begun.

Although his original suggestion was not adopted, he was still appreciated by an official in the capital, and under his care, he also jumped from the prefect of the county to the prefect of Yinchuan Prefecture.

This leap in the middle made Wang Yongshan understand.

Only by better understanding one side, benefiting one party, and loving the government and the people can we have a good life.

More importantly, at that meeting of the Beijing Division, he heard Zhu Youzhen's exposition on how to love the people and how to make officials better get close to the people.

Maybe his promotion was because someone cared for him, but it was also because he knew a lot about the people's livelihood and suffering when he was the magistrate of the county, so he was able to make suggestions in a timely manner.

After all, an official who sits high on a temple platform.

No matter what, you don't know what the people are thinking.

"This matter, the official knows, but as far as the official knows, although this time all the previous personnel have been sorted out, but this time almost all the post guards in the entire Yinchuan Mansion have been retained... I don't know exactly what got rid of your situation, but I believe I can give you a reasonable answer."

Li Zicheng seemed to suddenly remember something.

For example, it seems that the "Regulations on the Management of Daming Post Station and Post Guards" was newly posted on the wall of the post station a few months ago, and he still continued to bring alcohol to work every day after commenting on it before.

Could it be that ...

It's for this reason?..

Li Zicheng suddenly had a reason that seemed unreasonable to him, but it was terrifying, that is, he was kicked out this time, could it be that it was really because of his own problems?

Immediately, his face turned red with annoyance.

And what about Wang Yongshan?

But he was not in a hurry, although as the prefect of Yinchuan Mansion, his daily work was complicated, and the official documents of the imperial court were intensive, and many officials under him complained bitterly.

But what can he Wang Yongshan do?

"Don't we just like to drink some wine when we go to work... That's out of the way, besides... I don't know the rules of Rausch that are laid down in the ordinance, and if you break it, you'll kick me out..."

"I'm still counting on this post man's errand to support my family, but now I have no work... What am I going to do?"

After muttering a few words, Wang Yongshan suddenly understood why the man in front of him, who had a faint smell of smell and alcohol, was eliminated by the post station.

As a Ming postman, it is almost forbidden to drink alcohol at any time.

After all, Daming's post station is not only to serve as an important transportation hub in the information transmission link, but also to do a good job in the timely delivery of some important letters.

You say that you drink a little wine at work and can not make a mistake, but no one believes it...

Nowadays, the post station network of Daming has been funded by Zhu Youzhen, and all the combing and innovation have been carried out, and some abandoned post stations have been banned.

For some post stations that still have a certain role, but have now fallen into trouble because of disrepair or too few personnel, support and repair have been carried out.

The size of the post stations along the important post roads, or on the post roads in some of the busier areas, is constantly expanding, although the post stations today mainly carry letters or correspondence.

But in the future, Zhu Youjian believes that this is almost the standard template of the express delivery industry.

And this is still a standard national brand, Daming is the only one, and there is no semicolon.

"Look at you.. Young man, why don't you pay any attention to the rules of the court? I guess this thing was more than just hanging out in the past... I guess I've asked you to go to class more than once.."

"Didn't we get drunk at home then... What kind of class do you go to when you're drunk.."

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Yongshan knew that today's conversation was really a waste of time, although such an alcoholic lazy man was rare among the people of the Ming Dynasty...

But because of drinking.. There are quite a few officials who have been knocked out..

Not to mention this little post man...