Zhao Qingyuan came over this time, not to hoard the two pieces of silver that Juqi had.

This time I came here for only one purpose, that is, to use the disaster relief in Jing County to encircle the bureaucrats and gentry of Ningguo Mansion.

Originally, I was not sure, but after such a fuss as Hu Hanshan, he beat his master Huang Zicheng again, offending the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi.

It was also half of the disaster relief food, which cut off the financial route of the officials of Ningguo Mansion, and offended the officials of Ningguo Mansion to death.

Zhao Qingyuan now wants to help Hu Hanshan get disaster relief food, pretending to be forced to helpless: "I didn't expect you to be the general banner of the Yamen of the General Administration Department, and you also brought a group of inspectors with embroidered spring knives." ”

The officials of Ning Guofu just heard the word "inspection", and their hearts trembled vigorously, as if they had seen a man-eating ghost.

The inspection of the Yamen of the General Administration Department is much more terrible than the evil ghost of cannibalism, and even if the evil ghost eats people, it only eats one, and the inspection of these Yamen of the General Administration Department is different.

At the time of the empty seal case, the inspectors went everywhere, carrying a booklet to the officials' houses.

It's not to visit the officials, it's to weave evidence of the officials' crimes.

As long as it is a little involved in the empty seal case, even if it is just a nodding acquaintance, all of them will be convicted by the inspection of the Yamen of the General Administration Department.

Later, Jinyiwei heard the wind and arrested all the families of those officials in the imperial prison, and tortured them into confessions, admitting that they were related to the empty seal case.

The officials of the Ning State Mansion were even more afraid of the inspection of the General Administration Department than Jinyiwei.

The inspection school of the Yamen of the General Administration Department is good at chasing after the wind and shadows and fabricating charges, while Jinyiwei arrests and kills people after getting the news.

Zhao Qingyuan saw the frightened expressions of the officials of Ning Guofu, and he was already seventy or eighty percent sure of this matter: "As long as you don't mess around anymore, half of the disaster relief food will be given to you." ”

After Zhao Qingyuan said this, he glanced at Huang Zicheng, who had bruised cheekbones, and now, he still didn't care about his injury.

I've been thinking about how to help the proprietor Zhao Qingyuan complete this plan.

Huang Zicheng gave a positive look and buried a pit for Hu Hanshan: "These disaster relief grains, according to the rules of officialdom, should be distributed by officials of Ning Guofu." ”

"You're halfway through now, and if there's a mistake, you'll have to bear the charge alone."

Hu Hanshan understood what Zhao Qingyuan and Huang Zicheng were talking about in an embarrassed manner, which was nothing more than a point, delaying the hoarding of the officials of Ning Guofu.

Let them make half of the silver less, and form a beam, or a deep hatred like murderous parents.

Zhao Qingyuan and Huang Zicheng thought that they had buried a pit for him, and let him offend the officials of the entire Ning Guofu, and it was too late to regret it.

Hu Hanshan couldn't wait for this: "This is what you said, you can eat and drink as much as you want here." ”

"The county horse left first with half of the relief food, so I won't spend it with you here."

Hu Hanshan immediately left the post station with the inspection school of the General Administration Division, and rushed to Jing County as quickly as possible according to his original arrangement.

The officials of Ning Guofu who stayed in the post station looked at the back of Hu Hanshan leaving, especially at the horse gang that suddenly separated half.

The faces with eyes inlaid with copper coins twitched, and cursed Hu Hanshan viciously in his heart.

Droughts and floods do not happen often, and it is not easy to make a difference, and the officials of the entire Ningguo Mansion can take advantage of this opportunity to make a good profit.

But before they could start making money, they cut it in half, and their hearts were full of resentment towards Hu Hanshan.

Zhao Qingyuan called the official in charge of the post station and asked him to arrange a good table again: "The matter has come to this, no matter what, I still have a full stomach before continuing to go to disaster relief." ”

Where are the officials of Ningguo Mansion still in the mood to eat and drink here, let alone go to Jing County.

Sitting on the Huali official hat chair, holding the bean green glazed bowl and drinking tea boringly, the Huangshan pineapple tea has no taste.

There is only bitterness left, and there is an inexplicable bitter taste in the mouth, and the heart is even more bitter.

Zhao Qingyuan and Huang Zicheng saw the style of the officials of Ning Guofu and knew that the dust had settled, so the two of them were there to push the cup and change the cup to eat.

Back in the carriage, Huang Zicheng arched his hand and said: "The proprietor's plan this time is already nine out of ten. ”

"Next, we only need to carry out disaster relief step by step, and with the backdrop of Hu Hanshan's bastard behavior, the officials of Ning Guofu must be grateful to the proprietor."

Zhao Qingyuan was in a good mood, and lit a sandalwood in the carriage, and the spices transported by the Chaozhou Gang from Nanyang exuded a refreshing fragrance.

I don't know if it's because of the happy mood, Zhao Qingyuan felt that the spices tasted a little stronger than usual: "Without half of the silver, the officials of Ningguo Mansion and the local squires are afraid that they already hate Hu Hanshan now." ”

"This little marquis, who abides by the rules of officialdom, may have become a living bodhisattva with kind eyebrows and good intentions in the eyes of the officials of Ning Guofu."

"The follow-up arrangements for this matter, we have to count on Master Huang to help a lot."

Huang Zicheng closed his eyes leisurely and sniffed these high-quality sandalwoods: "Don't worry, Huang will write a letter to the Jiangxi Trial Hall in Jinling." ”

"Let the students in the trial hall contact their uncles and elders, and spare no effort to vigorously publicize the ins and outs of this disaster relief for the proprietor."

"It is estimated that it will not be long before the reputation of the proprietor's kind officialdom will spread throughout Jinling."

Zhao Qingyuan smiled and did not speak, as if waiting for the following.

Huang Zicheng pondered for a moment and made a proper arrangement: "There are also officials of Ningguo Mansion and local squires here, and Huang will also visit several bureaucratic gentry from Jiangxi. ”

"Huang, as a well-known person in the Jiangxi trial hall, still has a bit of thin face, which should allow them to help the proprietor continue to promote the reputation of officialdom in the local area."

Jinling and local officials have corresponding arrangements, Zhao Qingyuan got the result he wanted, and took out a stack of Daming treasure banknotes from the sleeve of the red pomegranate patterned Ning silk.

Zhao Qingyuan put the Daming treasure banknote in front of Huang Zicheng, and said sincerely: "The garden where the official lives is going to change the Spring Festival couplets this year, and I also ask Master Huang to write a pair of Spring Festival couplets on his face, which is the pen fee for Master Huang." ”

If a scholar wants to be greedy for money, he must also find some dispensable excuses.

The pen fee is that the reader said the word greed as elegant, so that he had face and some silver.

Huang Zicheng just glanced at it, and knew that this stack of Daming treasure banknotes was one hundred taels at least, so he happily accepted the pen fee.