After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

After listening to Li Xiujing's words, Pei Jiaoran smiled. Her tone was flat, "No. Because if the boat wants to move forward in the water, two people must cooperate. One person holds the oar and the other steers the steering wheel, otherwise it will be difficult to move forward." After a pause, she handed over her hand, "It's not early, so I'll take my leave first."

Pei Jiaoran disappeared from sight like the wind. Li Xiujing lowered his eyes and sighed, turned around and left.

Three days later, Yuan Yanchong, who had stayed in Guazhou for a month, finally left. Li Qian was still kept in prison waiting for the court's decree to be issued, while Dugu Chen's people were arranged by him in the carriage.

In order to avoid trouble, Yuan Yanchong only agreed to meet Pei Jiaoran before leaving. As for others, there is no need to send them off.

Sitting on the horse, Yuan Yanchong looked at Pei Jiaoran, "Don't forget your position and stay away from Li Xiujing. I will give your plan to Dugu Chen for you and ask him to agree."

"Thank you." Pei Jiaoran said warmly.

There was a soft cry, and Yuan Yan rushed away with his whip raised. Fangge, who came with him, followed closely behind in his car.

Looking at the rising yellow sand, Pei Jiaoran's crimson lips curled up slightly.

With the censor gone, the officials in the prefectures and counties were glad to be able to breathe a sigh of relief and take a break for the time being, but they did not dare to slack off too much. Because there are still three days left before spring plowing.

Spring worship began during the reign of Emperor Zhou and continued to this dynasty. Every year at the beginning of spring, the emperor personally led the civil and military courtiers to worship the Qing Emperor in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an. The commander-in-chief, governor, county magistrate and other state and county officials can also bring their subordinates and assistants to worship the spring in the area they govern. He also personally whipped the oxen to plow the fields and encouraged farmers to cultivate mulberry trees.

Pei Jiaoran looked up from the pile of official documents and rubbed his swollen forehead. Look at the staff who are also immersed in processing official documents at the lower left, waving to the servants at the door. He motioned to the public kitchen to prepare some midnight snacks.

Putting down his pen, Pei Jiaoran stretched his arms and muscles. He stood up and walked to the window, then pushed the window open. The cold wind rushed in instantly.

Although spring has arrived, the wind in Guazhou at night is still chilly.

Close your eyes and let the wind fall on your face to drive away the fatigue lingering around you. Pei Jiaoran opened his eyes and looked at the cold moon in the night, tapping the window frame with his finger.

"After this year, Mingfu will leave." Cui Xiancheng said solemnly.

"Yes." Pei Jiaoran nodded and turned to look at Cui Xian Cheng. He slightly raised his lips and said, "I don't know who will come here to take over as the county magistrate. If Cui Xiancheng doesn't want to stay in Jinchang for the rest of his life, he should never think of playing tricks. Otherwise, he can only stay here for the rest of his life."

She did not like Cui County Cheng before. But I have to admit that he is the more reliable one among the three. Li Qian was greedy and derelict in his duties, Director Gao was timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and although Cui Xiancheng liked to be opportunistic, he was still willing to do practical things. Such people can naturally use it, and even if they use it well, they have their own merits.

The soft voice fell on his ears, and Cui County Prime Minister stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, I should bear in mind the Ming Dynasty's teachings today."

He is nearly forty years old, but he is still just a small Jinchang county magistrate. Putting aside other factors, the fact that he was not promoted due to his own factors had a greater weight. Pei Jiaoran's words today are both advice and a warning.

This Mingfu is far more sincere than the previous Mingfus.

"Okay. After finishing what you are doing, go back and rest."

"Here."

The sound of spring is approaching, and the worship of spring begins. A group of officials from Guazhou and Jinchang counties, led by Li Xiujing and Pei Jiaoran, went to the eastern suburbs of Guazhou to worship the spring god Jumang.

Officials of all sizes in Guazhou all wore official uniforms and walked to the fields. Clay cows were shaped according to the needs of prefectures and counties to encourage farming. The chief officials and assistants of the prefectures and counties, as well as the people who farmed the fields, had to take turns to come forward and whip the native cattle.

It symbolizes the beginning of spring plowing and is a good omen for a good harvest. However, since it is spring, the halter, reins, and bullwhip are all indispensable. The whip is a real whip used to drive cattle, and the reins used to drive cattle are also very particular. The length needs to comply with the rule of seven feet and two inches, which symbolizes the seventy-two festivals.

As for the color of the native cow, you have to follow the color. To the east of Beijing, it is cyan, to the south of Beijing, it is red, to the west of Beijing, it is white, and to the north of Beijing, it is black.

"Begin." The spring festival official said loudly.

When the words stopped, the assistant on the side held up the bullwhip and handed it to Li Xiujing.

He raised his hand and struck three whips on the native cow. This move is intended to ensure a good harvest and good weather, and it also means encouraging the cattle to work and plowing the fields for spring plowing.

"Pei Ming's house invites you." Li Xiujing smiled slightly and handed the bullwhip to Pei Jiaoran.

Taking the bullwhip with a smile, Pei Jiaoran raised his hand and whipped it towards the cow.

After the chief officials of the prefecture and county finished whipping the cow, the remaining assistants and assistants also had to take turns to come forward and whip the cow three times. In order for more people to see it, the clay cow had to be placed in the field for seven days before it could be removed.

"The northwest is better. In the south, you have to stand in the paddy fields and plow the fields." Pei Jiaoran smiled, "There were a lot of leeches in the water at that time, and they would crawl into people's legs if they caught the cracks."

"The Ming Dynasty knows how to farm?" Li Xiujing asked in surprise.

Walking briskly towards the ditch, Pei Jiaoran's eyebrows relaxed and he said, "No. But when I was young, my Aweng took me to see the spring whipping held in the prefecture and county. Once the spring whipping was over, they started to deal with the things attached to the legs. The leeches all looked ferocious."

Just as he was talking, a county official galloped over on his horse, got off his horse and ran towards them.

"Ming Mansion! Pei Ming Mansion!" the subordinate called eagerly.

"What happened?" Pei Jiaoran reached out to help him, and said in a gentle tone, "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"Today, he...he..." The subordinate swallowed his saliva and looked happy, "he issued a decree to reduce or reduce the two taxes of the Hexi prefectures this year."

Pei Jiaoran closed his eyes when he heard the words, "I understand."

"You seem to be very unhappy." Seeing the thoughts flashing in Pei Jiaoran's eyes, Li Xiujing asked suspiciously: "Don't you always hope that Guazhou's taxes can be exempted today?"

She ignored Li Xiujing and turned to look at the happy-looking people behind her.

"Let Cui County Cheng pass on this good news. In addition, send people to the city to post notices to inform the people in the city." Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath.

"Here."

Li Zuo rushed to Cui County Cheng with a happy face. After chatting with him for a few words, Cui County Prime Minister nodded and walked in front of the people.

"Fellows and fellow villagers, we have been exempted from the two taxes this year! The Pei Ming Mansion has contributed a lot to this matter. Follow me and thank the Ming Mansion." Cui County Cheng said loudly.

The people who participated in the Whip Spring Festival were led by Cui County Cheng. They all bowed to Pei Jiaoran.

"Thank you Pei Mingfu." Everyone said loudly.

Listening to the voices of the people behind him, Pei Jiaoran narrowed his eyes. Turn around and bow to the people.

In fact, she has always had her own selfish motives when it comes to tax relief. If she wants to get rid of those people's control, she must let the memorial appear where it should appear.

And she just wanted to use the tax reduction and exemption to alleviate the guilt she felt in her previous life because she was worried about Duguchen, which led to the civil uprising. After all, she still used them too much.

To be fair, she couldn't afford them to pay homage.