Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Unlike Gaoyou, all the policies of Pingjiang were changed by Lin Yuan slowly and imperceptibly. He is now used to calling a group of people to discuss matters, and then choose the opinions that suit him. Or dictatorship, just from another person's mouth.

Now Lin Yuan finally understands why the people above don't listen to the opinions of the people below.

The eyes of the people below tend to be limited to one acre of land, and those who have a big picture are a minority. Everyone has a mouth, has their own reasons, and has the rights they want to fight for.

If you really want to achieve results, you have to think in one place, work hard in one place, perform their duties, don't ask too much and don't think too much, so that things can be done quickly and beautifully.

Lin Yuan knew that he was walking on an extremely dangerous road. Once he made a mistake, the people who would pay for his mistakes would be ordinary people who knew nothing about it. But he also knew that he had to walk this road, and he had to Firmly believe that the path you are on is correct.

Recently, Lin Yuan has become more and more taciturn. The more he thinks, the more he thinks, and the feeling he gives will change.

Song Shizhao faced Lin Yuan every day, and his feeling was the keenest. In Song Shizhao's words, Lin Yuan was "introverted".

"In the past, you were like a knife. Although it was sharp, it was also fragile." Song Shizhao said while pouring tea for Lin Yuan, "Now you have a scabbard."

After washing away his impetuosity, Lin Yuan became more calm.

Lin Yuan took a serious look at Song Shizhao. It's been a long time since he looked at anyone so seriously. Is Song Shizhao so old?

"Thanks to Mr. these years." Lin Yuan said seriously.

Song Shizhao has also changed recently, his temper has become better, Lin Yuan can feel it, last year Song Shizhao was not as kind as this year, at that time he probably regarded everyone as an imaginary enemy, and wished to see all the newcomers around Lin Yuan Tear it up, leaving only one for him to use.

But Song Shizhao's loyalty is beyond doubt.

Lin Yuan took the tea from Song Shizhao, and the monarch and his ministers sat by the window to drink. There was a square table under the window sill, with a chessboard on it. Lin Yuan had recently become obsessed with Go, and occasionally played it.

Song Shizhao put down Hei Zi, without raising his head, he said: "The north is already settled. No matter whether it is the imperial court or others, there will be no troubles in the past few years. The south will not work, and several forces are watching."

Lin Yuan nodded, and dropped Bai Zi, the two sides played a game, back and forth.

Song Shizhao said with a smile: "Your Excellency's chess skills are becoming more and more exquisite. Given time, it may be difficult to find an opponent."

Lin Yuan laughed out loud: "This flattery is beautiful."

Song Shizhao also laughed.

Song Shizhao sighed: "I just don't know when that Little Ming King will be able to communicate with Liu Fu..."

Most of the rebels in this world are fighting in the name of the Red Turban Army. Where did the Red Turban Army come from?Those who came from the White Lotus Sect, who is the orthodox of the Red Turban Army?Of course it is King Xiao Ming. Although Han Shantong is dead, but his father died and his son succeeded him, King Xiao Ming is the continuation of orthodoxy. Even if Liu Futong now has the right to speak in the regime represented by King Xiao Ming, he dare not kill King Ming to succeed him.

The reason is simple, even the so-called orthodox can kill at will, so if he is not orthodox, wouldn't he be more able to kill?

Just like the Yuan Dynasty, after the first case of rebellion appeared, subsequent rebellions emerged one after another.

If Liu Futong himself set an example of regicide, there will be many people who want to replace him.

In addition, there is another point that Liu Futong also encountered resistance. Among the people who followed King Xiao Ming, some of them should also be for Han Shantong and the so-called orthodoxy.

Once King Xiaoming falls, the Red Scarf Army will no longer be "famous for its masters". Although those who hold power will not let go of their power, the common people don't understand this. At least in a short period of time, the Red Scarf Army will suffer heavy losses.

At that time, it is their chance.

The more Song Shizhao thought about it, the more he wished he could rush to Liu Futong or King Xiao Ming and tell them to kill each other.

As long as he is allowed to pass, he will definitely fuel the ambition of one of them and tell them to fight the other to the death!

Why!If there were not too many things going on in Pingjiang at that time, he would have left by himself, why would he ask An Laosi to go?

Song Shizhao lowered his head, it seemed that the task should be delegated. He suppressed the subordinates so that they would not show up.

Looking at Song Shizhao's expression, Lin Yuan knew what he was thinking, gloated and said, "Now you know that one person can't do everything?"

Song Shizhao shyly said with an old face, "That's also your dear minister."

Lin Yuan also said seriously: "Then don't be petty."

Song Shizhao also got excited: "Hey, this gentleman's heart is like the wind that cannot be touched, and the minister is also old, and the color of the flowers and plants outside is not as good. If you don't use any tricks, how can you keep the king's heart?"

Lin Yuan took a sip of tea and remained motionless like a mountain: "You wish you were the only one in the world who needs to be used, but you are also at this age, and you have to use a combination of work and rest, otherwise you will get tired and lie down. People will jump out, and when I use it, you will be jealous again."

Song Shizhao suddenly stopped talking.

Lin Yuan's joke fell on his ears and heart, and his nose felt a little sour.

He found that Lin Yuan had been forgiving and loving him all the time. He was occupying the seat next to him. It was not that Lin Yuan didn't know, he was just pampering him.

This is Song Shizhao's heart agitated and it is difficult to calm down.

Lin Yuan asked him: "Do you have anyone under your command that can be used now?"

Song Shizhao didn't hide it this time, and said: "I've seen them all. Some of them can only be petty officials. I have found jobs for them. There are also a few good ones, but they are too stubborn and need to be sharpened. .”

Lin Yuan nodded, and he suddenly said, "I remember a man named Zheng Qingfeng, how is he?"

"A person who has been frustrated for half his life." There was a little pity in Song Shizhao's eyes, but this pity can't be offset by anything, "It's enough to be a civil servant."

"It's a clean official."

Lin Yuan: "That's fine, we just need a district chief."

Pingjiang reorganized the administrative units, village chiefs, town chiefs, county chiefs, district chiefs and mayors.

As for Lin Yuan, he still doesn't have a clear political title. Everyone calls him an adult, and the common people call him Nan Bodhisattva.

Although ambiguous, it is not a bad thing.

Song Shizhao also agreed.

According to Song Shizhao's words: "Even if your lord has not proclaimed himself emperor yet, what you hold in your hands is already imperial power. As long as you have power, titles are nothing."

The district mayor seems to have little power, but he is actually half of the prefecture. The mayor looks big, but the power is divided.

Generally speaking, the district mayor has more real power than the mayor, but the mayor also has the power of supervision. The district mayor does not need to be transferred, and the mayor is replaced every five years.

"Zheng Qingfeng is lucky." Song Shizhao thought in his heart, if it were someone else, who would use such a courtier?Just what he did before was enough to make him cold out to death.

Lin Yuan dropped the last one: "The people in your hands, find them a seat as soon as possible, and make the best use of them, otherwise the food will be wasted."

Song Shizhao quickly responded, "Yes."

"There is also Wu Changqing." Lin Yuan was expressionless, "Go and beat him, lest he get angry."

Song Shizhao lowered his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Changqing was unlucky, but he was happy!

Wu Changqing is talented, but also has disadvantages. Lin Yuan uses him because of his talent, but also dare not trust him because of his disadvantages.

He has the common problem of ordinary scholars, love of power, and the common problem of courtiers, love of power.

Now that Wu Changqing has a certain reputation among scholars, he is eager to fight Song Shizhao in the group arena.

But Lin Yuan was unwilling to help him.

To be precise, Wu Changqing's place in his heart is not as important as Song Shizhao's.

He can be sure that Song Shizhao will not betray him no matter what the situation is. Even if he dies, as long as his bloodline is alive, Song Shizhao will be loyal to his bloodline.

But he was not sure whether Wu Changqing could do it.

Besides, Song Shizhao only has one, but Wu Changqing has tens of millions.

Without Wu Changqing, he would regret it a few times at most, and he would forget about the gifts he gave his family every year and festival, and after a few years.

But without Song Shizhao, he might have a headache for a long time, and he might never find a successor.

Song Shizhao drank the last sip of tea, and said to Lin Yuan: "My lord wants to beat him, why don't you bring one up from him? Isn't that what those scholars go for?"

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Sir, someone has chosen."

He is sure, not questioning.

Song Shizhao lowered his head and said humbly, "It's just to read more and ask more questions, so as to share my Lord's worries."

Lin Yuan didn't even have a verbal lawsuit with him: "Come on."

Song Shizhao: "Now there is one in his mansion. His surname is Yang, and his name is Yang Shaocheng. It is not clear what he is like, but he used to be a teacher. He has handled many cases. It is good to solve cases. Now there is a shortage of such a person."

Lin Yuan thought for a while: "Tell him to do the rectification."

Lizheng is a new name. It was practiced in Gaoyou. In fact, it is a judge. Lin Yuan divides power, and different departments are in charge of different things, so personal power will be reduced, although he is not sure if this will be better than before. Better, but not worse.

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"He's so bold!" Wu Changqing fell back angrily, "I treat him well!"

Wu Changqing's eldest son looked at his father's expression, and hurriedly went over to comfort him: "Father, don't get so angry, people like him are here for this."

Wu Changqing was so angry that he slapped the table, his veins showing: "Yang Shaocheng! You despicable villain, you are shameless!"

The eldest son didn't dare to speak, his father was the oldest in his family, and no one could speak when his father was around.

"I'm angry too! I'm angry!" Wu Changqing clutched his stomach, his stomach ached from anger, "I shouldn't have kept him in the mansion!"

The guests from the past are now climbing to the sky, they are still stepping on his ladder, sending them off with a smile on their face, without outsiders, this anger finally vented.

He may not be ignorant of the idea above.

But he couldn't hate Lin Yuan, he could only hate Yang Shaocheng.