In this era, the positions of Ming officials were almost never held by one person for more than ten years.

Especially in places where there is oil and water, most people usually only work in a position for two or three years, and as for the family monopoly, it is even more unthinkable.

However, there is no such restriction on officials, and the position of local officials is often passed from father to son, from son to grandchild, and from generation to generation.

Even the hereditary six-room (official household, criminal rites, and military workers) officials.

The Jiang family has been officials on the Grand Canal for four generations, and some of the Jiang officials' families in Jining are officials of key departments.

What's more, he went to walk in the capital division.

The protégés and old friends are not only all over the Yanzhou government, prefecture and county yamen.

And the officials in Shandong are all widely spoken.

Even the six officials in the capital have their relatives and friends!

Such a huge family, deeply rooted!

Zhao Xiong, who was standing on the dock, sighed and muttered in his heart.

It seems that not only him, but his father has also left a lot of hidden dangers for himself.

Finally finished moving, the patrol boat drove out of the small dock, and the eight-pulp patrol boat crossed the Buyun Bridge, close to the 'West Water Gate', and passed through a densely populated section of the river.

Most of the houses on the waterfront street are built next to the river, and the water street is becoming more and more narrow.

At this time, when the sails of the patrol ship were not strong, Liu Sheng and a few family members picked up the oars, and the patrol boat flew out of Taierzhuang Town.

Two patrol ships came to the Grand Canal.

Zhao Xiong stood at the bow of the boat and looked at both sides of the canal, and his eyes were full of water towns in winter along the way.

Along the way, it passes through Taohuawu, Yangliuan, Xinghuadu, and Metasequoia embankment, and there are bare willow trees on both banks.

There are also locust trees growing on both banks.

From time to time, a patch of reeds swaying and fluttering, but the winter is not so cold.

As soon as the patrol boat left the Grand Canal and Hou Qian lock, Zhao Xiong felt suddenly enlightened.

The Taierzhuang section is east-west, close to the Wuhuali waterway of Taierzhuang Town, with an arc convex in the north and concave in the south.

On the north bank, there is a prosperous scene in Taierzhuang Town, and on the south bank is more than a dozen slender villages outside Taierzhuang Town, which is very desolate, and a river separates the two worlds.

Half an hour later, the two patrol boats came out of the Taierzhuang Gate, and the river in front of them became more and more spacious.

As a result, I saw that there were more than 20 boats moving in front of the patrol ship more than a mile.

The patrol ship is fast, and it didn't take long to catch up with the more than 20 slowly swallowing boats.

Zhao Xiong looked at the dilapidated boats and subconsciously knew that all the ships were from Qingjiangpu, Huai'an, and it seemed that the Grand Canal would have to be transported before the locks were closed.

But he was strange again, Huai'an on the Grand Canal was the terminus of the grain inventory halfway, and there were strict regulations on the date of each Cao's boat passing through Shandong.

At this rate, they won't be able to reach Hanzhuang Gate in two days.

If the deadline is exceeded, the shipowners cannot afford to be guilty, and the officials along the way will also be held accountable.

It seems that they can't go to Weishan Lake when the gate is closed, so they can only stay in Hanzhuang Town for the winter.

Because of the dry season, more than 20 boats may encounter a lot of heavy cargo, and there are people pulling fiber along the canal, and Zhao Xiong's patrol boat quickly rows over the boats.

Zhao Xiong counted, and the people pulling the fiber on each ship were exactly ten people in a team.

Looking at the cold weather on the west bank of the canal from the boat, those slender men were actually naked, bent down and walked forward step by step on the embankment.

In the binoculars, the foreheads of the slender men were almost touching the ground, and their bronzed skin should be covered with beads of sweat.

A tall man in the lead shouted loudly in his mouth, and the other slender men behind him shouted one after another, endlessly.

Zhao Xiong sighed and thought in his heart.

"The working class of antiquity!

Hard-working, good health, and discipline, what a good soldier he is! ”

Zhao Xiong had read so many time-traveling novels in his previous life, and those authors did not deceive him, and the slender miner was the best source of soldiers in ancient times!

At this moment, the slender men in front of Zhao Xiong are the best source of soldiers, but now it is the peaceful and prosperous era of the Grand Canal, and there has been no riot for many years.

Zhao Xiong's patrol boat rowed past the leader's boat, and Zhao Xiong returned to the cabin to see Zuo Liangyu squatting on the back deck to sharpen his gun and sharpen his knife.

There are two weapons in Sarayu, one long and one short.

Now the sharpening is short, and the short knife also has characteristics, the length and diameter are half a foot, the width is only one inch, and the blade is black, even if it is not reflected in the sun.

Zuo Liangyu should have finished sharpening the short knife, and was picking up the short knife and shaving his beard on his face, his eyes were looking around, and Zhao Xiong knew that he was observing the surrounding environment.

When Zuo Liangyu saw Zhao Xiong looking at him, he smiled again, "Ninth Master, the river has not been very peaceful recently!" ”

Zhao Xiong frowned, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, it's really good!" It is true that as soon as he came out of Zhuangzi, he encountered an assassination, and it is not too careful.

"By the way, Qingshan, do you know how many taels of silver those slender men on the shore have a year? Also, are there many slender men near Taierzhuang? ”

"On both sides of the canal from Taierzhuang to Hanzhuang, this slender man has not 10,000 but 8,000, why are you asking this?"

Zuo Liangyu looked at Zhao Xiong and faintly felt that today's Ninth Master was not the same as the usual Ninth Master.

When will the ninth master care about the problem of the slender man, is it because he wants to loot money, the problem is that the slender man is a bare-ass family, how can there be any money!

"Ninth Master asks here, Lao Liu, he should be clear," After speaking, Zuo Liangyu picked up the short gun, stopped talking and began to grind.

Liu Tongxun, who was a little seasick next to him, replied: "Those mud legs only have a few taels of silver all year round, and I estimate that it would be good to have four or five taels of silver." ”

Seeing Zhao Xiong look at the slender man on the shore again, thoughtfully, Liu Tongxun raised his head, smiled, and didn't make a sound.

In fact, the Taierzhuang Canal is navigable for less than 300 days a year, and there are thousands of ships going north, and the number of merchant ships passing by is even ten times that.

Zhao Xiong managed the locks, and the imperial court had 270 lockmen on the side between the two locks, and these were paid people who only pulled fiber for official ships.

Liu Sheng's father, Liu Er, is the leader of the gate.

There are still hundreds or thousands of non-weavers in Taierzhuang.

The slender man who had just dragged more than 20 boats on the river beach, as long as he dragged the boats to the river gate and handed them over to the slender men who were in the weaving, he would have completed the task.

Of course, the remuneration must only be as much as 1/3 of the editor, and of course, if you pull a private merchant ship, the remuneration will be calculated separately.

The patrol overtook the two dozen boats, and suddenly, a rough voice shouted from the boat that had taken the lead.

"Is it the male master of Hanzhuang Gate, I am invited by Nie Hua of the Thousand Households Institute of Yi County here, please come over and get together!"

"Nie Hua of a thousand households?" Zhao Xiong frowned and thought, he seemed to have this person in his memory but he was not sure.