Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The officials of Pingjiang sat under the stage, and they didn't feel very comfortable. How could they feel so different while sitting?Sitting sideways, with the buttocks next to the chair, it looks like there are thorns growing on the chair. The small officials in Pingjiang are almost all locals. These officials are not taken seriously. But it is these small officials that constitute the blood and veins of Pingjiang politics.

In the past, when Pingjiang was still in the hands of the imperial court, they might not be able to see the Zhizhou once a year, let alone the Zhizhou, and even the Tongzhi.

Now facing Lin Yuan, besides being nervous, they all felt an uncontrollable excitement. Although this was the first time they saw Lin Yuan, they also knew that Lin Yuan valued practical things during this period of time.

After all, although Lin Yuan people are not here, they will evaluate their performance every month, and those who are rated excellent will be promoted. Although it is only a small promotion, for these officials, promotion is not their turn. Now that there is a change of master on the head, but the promotion is expected, why don't they get excited?

"Master Zheng, is it your turn?" the official who just sat down said with a smile to Mr. Zheng who was sitting on the side.

Mr. Zheng stood up. Although he was lazy, he still had a bluffing appearance. He was a beautiful middle-aged man in his 40s with a good beard. Good looking, he stood up, tall and tall, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he told what he had done recently, how he was doing, and what problems he had encountered.

Speaking is also a kind of knowledge, and this kind of knowledge can only be explained clearly one by one.

Those with deep knowledge, such as Mr. Zheng, obviously didn't do much, but when he said it, it made people feel that he was too busy all day.

Lin Yuan listened to his hype talk, and finally understood what he did.

Mr. Zheng is in charge of household registration. In fact, he is reorganizing Pingjiang household registration, including refugees from other places as Pingjiang residents. Newly registered residents do not have to pay taxes for the first year. It seems that there are not many things, but in fact there are a lot of miscellaneous things.

But the problem is, this Mr. Zheng is actually doing... just assigning tasks, and he only manages the refugee registration, which is very general.

Lin Yuan looked at Mr. Zheng. If he only looked at his appearance, everyone would think Mr. Zheng is a gentleman. Since he is a gentleman, he must be a person with outstanding ability, noble temperament, and respected. He said: "Mr. .”

In front of so many people, face still has to be given, it's just a matter of life.

But in the future, he still needs to understand clearly whether this Mr. Zheng is just lazy, or is he really an idiot.

If it's an idiot, then he can't use him. Being an official is different from others. In some other industries, an idiot can probably do well with a little effort, but being an official is not enough. No matter how hard you work, as long as you are an idiot , then do bad things, easy to be swayed by whispers, seemingly honest, but in fact they are stupid and poisonous.

The meeting was held for a whole morning, and they went to Gongfang a few times in the middle. The officials attached great importance to the first meeting with Lin Yuan. Even if they didn't understand, they had to listen attentively, with a smile on their faces. , or with a serious face and a straight sitting posture, they seem to have a bit of character.

Lin Yuan was hungry, and he had already asked all the necessary questions, and the meeting ended after noon, but they were left to have lunch at the mansion.

"I won't share it with you." Lin Yuan said with a smile, "so that you don't feel uncomfortable."

Everyone quickly stood up and said no.

Lin Yuan: "You don't need to be polite to me, please do as you please."

The servants came in from the door and invited the officials out, so it was impossible to have meals here.

Song Shizhao, who came late, came around from the yard at this time, and accompanied Lin Yuan to have a meal. Lin Yuan didn't pay much attention to food, he just finished eating as soon as possible to fill his stomach, but the cooks put a lot of thought into it.

Since they knew that Lin Yuan didn't like delicacies from mountains and seas, big fish and meat, they disguised the rare ingredients as ordinary food.

Lin Yuan is not sad about these aspects, he eats whatever he grabs, and thinks it tastes better than modern food, maybe because there were no additives in ancient times?

But it stands to reason...it will be more fragrant with additives.

"That Zheng Qingfeng is interesting." Lin Yuan said to Song Shizhao while eating, "It looks like a gentleman."

Song Shizhao almost gritted his teeth - he was only a few days late, and let those goblins rush in front of Lin Yuan, and Lin Yuan still had something to remember, this really pissed him off.

"The lower officials also know about him." Song Shizhao smiled, "I heard that there are few virtuous names. When I was young, because of my handsome looks, there were lawsuits against my sons and daughters."

Lin Yuan was a little curious: "Oh?"

Women in ancient times paid attention to their reputation, but they could still have lawsuits with their children?

Song Shizhao said: "Then Zheng Qingfeng comes from a family of officials for generations. Although he is only a small official, his family style is upright. The only thing wrong is that he knows how to advance and retreat."

This is Song Shizhao wearing small shoes for others, saying that his whole family is as timid as a mouse.

He also said: "Zheng Qingfeng was different from others since he was a child. He had an unruly personality and hated evil like a vengeance. He has won a lot of reputation and has a beautiful life. When it came time to discuss marriage, the matchmaker stepped on the threshold of his family. That's not true. Exaggeration, it is indeed stepped on."

"He...but a man..." Lin Yuan was startled.

Song Shizhao smiled: "I heard that when he was young, his face was white and jade-like, and he was full of heroism. Although it was difficult for young men and women to meet, they were not really locked up at home like in prison. They worshiped Buddha and attended meetings. There were always times when they met. At that time, there were several daughters Going back and crying, although I only saw him once, it is because of this person that I will not marry."

Song Shizhao also said: "If you dare to say this, you must be favored at home. If you make a fuss, it will naturally cause your parents a headache. If you obsess, your parents will follow. Then Zheng Qingfeng's family is not rich and wants to marry him. Too many—they are willing to take concubines, I am afraid they cannot support so many people."

"Those women said that even if they are concubines, they also have their own dowry, no dowry."

Lin Yuan asked curiously, "And then? How many did he marry in the end?"

Song Shizhao shook his head: "He just married one, his natal cousin. Since he got married, he has become more stable, stable and stable, and has become what he is now. , don’t ask for success, but ask for faults.”

"If he appeared on the street back then, even if it was a woman who came out of the court, she would go to the street to see him, and the road would be blocked. Some people said that thanks to Zheng Qingfeng's health, otherwise, this battle might become the second Wei Jie. .” Song Shizhao sighed.

Lin Yuan smiled sullenly: "Mister is envious."

Being pursued by so many women, not to mention ancient men, not many modern men have seen it before, and it would be a lie to say that they are not envious.

Song Shizhao said with a smile, "Xiansha has stepped down from office."

In Pingjiang, almost everyone knew Zheng Qingfeng's name, and the common people talked about him with great interest.

After all, such a beautiful man is rare, especially at this age, he is still beautiful.

Lin Yuan: "How about being an official at this time?"

Song Shizhao: "It was good when I was young, and I worked hard. I haven't been promoted for decades. I guess I feel that the career is hopeless. I would rather not do it than make mistakes."

Lin Yuan wondered, "Haven't you been promoted for decades?"

Song Shizhao coughed lightly: "I heard that Zhizhou's daughter also admired him."

This is wearing small shoes.

Lin Yuan: "It seems troublesome to help me find out which of these people are available and which are not available."

Song Shizhao quickly said: "It will be for the adults to share the worries."

Those who are officials who don't want to be promoted are all lies. New officials take office three times, but what if they are in the same position for ten or 20 years?It wastes time and wears down people's will. Donkeys drop carrots and vegetables and walk fast, let alone people.

Zheng Qingfeng let the Yamen go back to the mansion, took off his official robes, and put on casual clothes. He was sitting in the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand. Zheng's wife was hugging a baby and coaxing her tenderly. After being together for a long time, there are some husband and wife looks, their every move is similar, and their expressions are also similar.

Even if you don't know them, you can tell that they are a couple.

It's just that the husband is outstanding in appearance, and the wife is indistinguishable from everyone else.

"Why did you stay in the government office for so long today?" Zheng's wife coaxed the child, then turned to ask Zheng Qingfeng.

Zheng Qingfeng tugged at the neckline: "Nan Bodhisattva called all the officials, and the small officials also went. Even if one person only speaks about a cup of tea, it will take some time."

Zheng's wife asked curiously: "What does Nan Bodhisattva look like? Is it really the appearance of an immortal?"

Zheng Qingfeng said with a smile: "If you talk about appearance, you are far behind."

Zheng's wife covered her mouth and smiled: "My husband looks better than Pan An, but I don't know what kind of heart Nan Bodhisattva is."

Zheng Qingfeng's eyes deepened, and he said: "I watched him act, and he treats the common people like a bodhisattva, but to the other side..."

"The heart is so cruel that I am impressed." Zheng Qingfeng hugged the child from his wife's arms.

The wife was surprised: "ruthless?"

Zheng Qingfeng: "There are more than a hundred members of the Jiang family, and none of them survived."

The wife took a breath.

"So...so vicious?" Zheng's wife was startled.

Zheng Qingfeng: "Small size is not a gentleman, and non-toxic is not a husband. If he is really like the rumors and has a heart of a Bodhisattva, then it will cause people to worry."

Zheng's wife looked at her husband's expression: "Your husband appreciates him?"

Zheng Qingfeng: "Most people in the world are burdened by false fame, like me, half my life is restricted by the word "gentleman", if I..."

Zheng's wife: "It happened so many years ago, it's not interesting."

Zheng Qingfeng sighed.

How many secret promises did he provoke when he was young?He thought he was a gentleman, but because of the word gentleman, he suffered a lot.

It was too late for Zheng Qingfeng to understand that a gentleman is not for ordinary people, and he was already disheartened when it was too late.

How can you not be curious when you see the person who is called the Southern Bodhisattva?

They are all famous people, but how can Nan Bodhisattva live more chicly than him?

Nan Bodhisattva killed more than a hundred members of Jiang's family, but no one said he was cruel and vicious. This made Zheng Qingfeng puzzled.

Zheng Qingfeng said: "Interesting, such an interesting person, rare to see."

Zheng's wife looked at her husband. Her husband was an upright man, but unfortunately he had been disheartened for many years. She only hoped that Nan Bodhisattva was really a person with insight into heroes, and could see the heart of meritorious deeds under her husband's skin.