Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The Meng family is not a big family in the capital city where there are many high-ranking and honorable officials. Most of the officials in the capital look down on officials from other places. When an official is under the emperor, the sixth rank is better than the fifth rank outside. Those who can go to the court to discuss matters are even more extraordinary. Well, they are basically the emperor's hardcore, all of them have been trained to be extremely obedient over the years.

"Master, Erlang and Sanlang have delivered the letter." The old servant walked in quickly.

The Meng family has five sons. Master Meng's greatest achievement in this life is to be born. He has no talent himself. One advantage is that they can give birth, and they all survived.

Da Lang was the head of the district in the capital, and he was a low-rank official, but this was a district in the capital.

Erlang and Sanlang are officials outside, both of them are fifth-rank, don't look at the rank of fifth-rank, it's different when they return to Beijing, they are transferred every five years, unlike Dalang in Beijing, the officials in Beijing will not move unless they make mistakes of.

After reading the letter, Master Meng paced the room anxiously: "I told you not to make trouble for their eldest brother!"

Master Meng believed in one thing, the Meng family still had to rely on the boss in the end, and the second and third children were all unreliable characters.

"Go, get the boss back." Master Meng thought over and over again, and ordered to the old servant.

The old servant said in a low voice: "Master, the Eldest Young Master is in the government office, how can he come back whenever he wants?"

Master Meng took a deep breath: "Let him ask for leave, and he must be called back today!"

"District Chief!" The subordinate called out from the door.

Meng Dalang stood up, confused: "What's wrong?"

Subordinate: "Someone came from your family and said that there is an urgent matter and asked you to ask for leave to go back."

Meng Dalang frowned slightly: "What's the matter? I'm busy, so I can't get away."

He is planning to launch a street cleaning brigade these days, and he is extremely busy. His side is an experimental area, and the superior will send someone to inspect and accept it. If everyone else does a good job and he does not do well, it doesn't matter whether he is rewarded or not. The important thing is that he doesn't want to lose face to grandma's house.

The subordinate said: "It is said that your old man is ill."

Meng Dalang could only rush back.

His father said that he was sick whenever something happened, and Meng Dalang felt that if he was really sick, he would curse himself to be sick.

When Meng Dalang hurried home, he saw his father sitting on a chair crying.

Meng Dalang sighed: "What trouble did you cause? Why are you crying?"

Master Meng quickly stepped forward and grabbed Meng Dalang's hand: "Son! You must help your younger brothers!"

Meng Dalang was puzzled: "Help what?"

Seeing the upright and dignified appearance of his elder son, Master Meng swallowed, and handed him the letter.

Meng Dalang read it all at once, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he tilted his head and looked at Master Meng in disbelief: "They are outside, how dare they do such a thing?"

Master Meng swallowed, and quickly explained: "I, I just found out, don't be angry, what they did is indeed wrong, but they are a family anyway, they are outside, and we are in Beijing, so we should help each other. "

"This time they just want you to help find a way out and pay a tribute to the superior." Master Meng looked at his son, a little speechless.

Meng Dalang squeezed the letter in his hand, veins bulged on his forehead, and he said angrily, "Now that I think about it, I'm going to ask my superiors to pay a tribute? It's too late! I didn't even hear about this year's major tune!"

Meng Dalang stopped suddenly, his eyes widened and he asked, "It's not just this year, is it?"

Master Meng swallowed.

Meng Dalang squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "How many years?"

Seeing his son's appearance, Master Meng was afraid that his son would go crazy and beat him up, so he quickly said: "I don't know, I just received the letter too! How do I know they are so bold outside! If I knew, I would have told you said!"

Master Meng: "...What's the use of talking about it now? If you want to think about how to cover it up, you're all a family. You can't let them die, can you?"

Meng Dalang sneered: "Father, if we let them die, our family can still survive. If we don't let them go, the whole family will die together!"

Master Meng: "It's not that serious, is it?"

Meng Dalang: "What kind of smart people do you think they are? Now you are writing to ask, it must be because the big investigation has found them. The government office in charge of this big investigation is the Metropolitan Procuratorate! What is the Metropolitan Procuratorate?" ? A place where even first-rank officials dare to investigate and pull off their horses!"

"Father, you don't have a good memory. Do you want me to tell you how you killed corrupt officials before your Majesty took the throne?" Meng Dalang said angrily, "Are our salaries low?! They are not like those in Beijing outside." , things are cheap, and the salary is more durable than in Beijing! Besides, your majesty has left room for taxation in various places, but anyone with enough brains will not go into this muddy water!"

Master Meng whispered beside him, "Who would think too much money..."

Meng Dalang: "I hate it!"

"Father, it's not easy for our Meng family." Meng Dalang couldn't beat his old father, and took a deep breath, "Back then you took me with His Majesty all the way to the capital. When we first arrived, we were so poor that we almost couldn't even eat. Come on, this year is due to His Majesty's benevolence, and I, Meng Da, worked hard and did not dare to make a single mistake."

Meng Dalang seemed to be ten years older. He raised his head: "If there is no major tune, there is still a chance to redeem it. The major tune has started. It just depends on when they fall, whether it is sooner or later."

"There is no need to reply. I will resign tomorrow."

Master Meng said in surprise, "Please resign? What are you resigning from? Anyone in our family can resign! Only you can't resign!"

Meng Dalang was surprised and said: "Father, do you still know? You also know that I am a Beijing official? Do you know that what they are greedy for is enough to cut back how many times? Me? Those two are my younger brothers. Tell me, who are you?" Will you believe that I didn't give them convenience in the capital? You can't write two Meng characters in one stroke, father!"

Master Meng finally knew he was afraid, and his whole body was shaking: "Is there no other way? I'll write to them and tell them to return the money and let them resign and admit their mistakes!"

Meng Dalang looked at his father in disbelief, is his father so stupid?

Meng Dalang: "Father, needless to say, I will resign tomorrow morning. The second and third children are separated from us. The most I can do is to protect our Dafang family and you. The second and third children... will go to the guillotine. Bring them a jug of wine."

Master Meng: "No, no, it must be a capital crime? I saw that corrupt officials were also arrested a few days ago. Doesn't it mean that the most serious one will be imprisoned for ten years?"

Meng Dalang laughed and said, "Then do you know how much they have been greedy for?"

Master Meng shook his head: "As long as it is greedy, there must be a lot of greed, right?"

Meng Dalang yelled: "There are many people who are greedy, but they dare not be greedy for the relief money distributed by the court! They dare not be greedy for the survival money of orphans and widowed mothers!"

Master Meng's legs gave way, and he knelt down directly.

"Maybe the higher-ups can't find out, maybe they are respectful and cautious..." Mr. Meng said to himself, still holding a little hope.

Meng Dalang looked at his father, and thought of his two younger brothers who were clever but not so clever, and sighed silently: "Father, I won't be an official anymore, and I won't be able to live in the capital anymore. My name is Wanhua." Go and tidy up, sell the shop and the valuables that are not easy to bring, and we will go to Jiangnan, just to give you a pension."

Master Meng said almost insanely: "Our Meng family! Our Meng family has been here for so many years! We finally got an official!"

Meng Dalang supported his father: "Father, don't be afraid, this is not the most difficult time yet."

"I already have a son. If I fall into it too, you can listen to Wanhua. Wanhua has an idea." Meng Dalang looked out the window with blank eyes.

He himself does not know what kind of future awaits him.

Is he wrong?Is it because he didn't take good care of his younger brothers, did he not put his energy on them?

Knowing that they would face more temptations when they were sent out as officials, why did he always insist that their younger brothers didn't have the guts?

But in fact, what courage do they have, and they have already had it, eight years ago!

Meng Dalang took a deep breath. He asked the old servant to take good care of Mr. Meng, and went to the study by himself to write his resignation letter.

I don't know... what kind of regulations are on it, and whether he can save his life.

In the imperial city, Lin Yuan was sitting in front of the book case, holding in his hand the memorials that had been delivered quickly. They were all from all over the country, and they were sent only after the Metropolitan Procuratorate had solid evidence.

When the water is clear, there are no fish. Lin Yuan understands this truth. Excessive suppression will only lead to a greater rebound. In the past, his methods were violent, catching one and chopping it. Now he has not done this again. Regarding the treatment of corrupt officials There are also laws to follow and examples to follow.

He re-established salaries for officials and cadres according to economic conditions, which can ensure that their lives are worry-free.

It is equivalent to when the basic salary is only [-], these officials can make [-].

It is enough to feed a family, and officials generally have their own shops and fields, so they can live a very good life.

They themselves know what the fate of corruption will be, and they are elected every five years. If the local economy improves and the happiness index of the people increases, there will be a way to rise. Now that there is a hard review, who among them does not want to return to the capital to become an official?

Therefore, in recent years, there have been fewer corrupt officials than before.

Lin Yuan looked at it for a while, his face became more and more solemn, he pursed his lips tightly, and when Lin Yuan was about to get angry two or two days later, Lin Yuan leaned back on the chair and let out a long breath.

Erliang asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, it's late at night."

Lin Yuan stood up: "Give me a bowl of beef noodles."

Then he thought for a while and said, "Two bowls."

"Yes." Erliang asked the servant to deliver the meal, and walked back to the bedroom with Lin Yuan.

Chen Bosong is now training soldiers in the barracks during the day, returning to the palace to serve the bed at night, enjoying himself, sitting on the soft stool in the palace playing chess with himself.

This soft stool was brought out by Lin Yuan, mainly because sitting on a hard stool for a long time not only hurts the buttocks, but also may cause sitting sores.

"I knew you weren't asleep. I asked the imperial dining room to bring over two bowls of beef noodles." Lin Yuan sat across from Chen Bosong, picked up black pieces and played chess with Chen Bosong.

Both of them were not very good at chess, and Lin Yuan won in the end.

Chen Bosong raised his head and asked, "What's the matter? You have a straight face when you come in?"

Lin Yuan smiled: "So obvious?"

Chen Bosong thought about it, and said seriously: "It's not very obvious."

Lin Yuan sighed, and the smile disappeared from his mouth. He has been in a high position for a long time, even a slight frown is enough to scare people, and only Chen Bosong is not afraid of him now. He said: "Corrupt officials can never be killed. of."

Chen Bosong: "You just know?"

Lin Yuan: "I know, I know, but I'm tired of checking it every few years."

Although there are not many found every time, there is always greed in it that makes him dumbfounded.

"There are two men surnamed Meng, real brothers." Lin Yuan said with a blank expression, "After the elder brother was greedy, the younger brother continued to greedy. In the same place, the provincial government said they didn't know when they appointed them. Do you believe it?"

Chen Bosong shook his head: "I don't believe it, even if they are not of the same clan, they should look it up if they have the same surname."

Lin Yuan: "Now Hongxiu asks me if the provincial government wants to investigate."

"The provincial government... If you pull a hair, you will move your whole body. Even if you want to move, you must minimize the impact." Lin Yuan took a sip of warm water.

The waiter in the imperial dining room brought in the beef noodles. Because it was a supper, the portion was not large, but because it was served in a large bowl, it gave people the illusion that they could not finish it, but the bowl was shallow, and it was gone after two bites. Two slices of sauced beef are separated on top, decorated with a little chopped green onion and green leafy vegetables, which makes people appetite.

Chen Bosong took a bite of the noodles: "So troublesome?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "Everything related to government affairs is troublesome."

"Those two people surnamed Meng are nothing. Although there are many local officials who are greedy, they don't have much power in their hands. If they are greedy for disaster relief money, they just behead their heads and search their homes."

"It's mainly the provincial government...they dare to be so bold, and the provincial government has contributed a lot."

Hearing Lin Yuan's voice, Chen Bosong knew that Lin Yuan had murderous intentions, and asked, "Why don't I make a trip?"

Lin Yuan looked up at Chen Bosong: "Are you going?"

Chen Bosong smiled and said, "What? Can't you go? The young master thinks I'm useless?"

Lin Yuan frowned and said, "I originally wanted to ask the son-in-law to go."

The son-in-law is also considered half of the Lin family, even if he has no skills, he can still sit in charge.

Moreover, it is not the material to do such a thing, so it can make the provincial government lower its vigilance.

"Then you can escort the son-in-law." Lin Yuan took a sip of the noodle soup, "Then keep it a secret from the son-in-law, and just tell him that he is representing the royal family to visit the provinces."

Chen Bosong chewed the beef: "Okay."