Population mobility is very strong in troubled times. In order to survive, people will keep moving until they find a foothold.
Then go on living, multiplying, working.
But people are loyal at the same time, they are loyal to their homes, they are loyal to the land where they worked hard.
The word "home", in addition to family, is also an endorsement of the house.
The "loans" came out and people were able to buy a house, and they would stick around forever.
The people are the foundation of a city and even a country.
Lin Yuan thought of many ways, and even hollowed out the granaries of the big households and the court in the early stage, so that the people had confidence in him.
It is not easy to balance the income and expenditure just by relying on taxes. The taxes that Lin Yuan collects now are only one-third of the previous investment.
But after all, there is a profit, Lin Yuan can be regarded as a big and small sigh of relief.
He stayed in Gaoyou for three years. During these three years, Gaoyou was turned into a city that belonged to him. He set the rules and changed people's living habits. Lin Yuan adjusted the direction while experimenting. , until the outcome of each move was close to his expectations.
In the spring of the 16th year, Lin Yuan left Gaoyou and went to Pingjiang. The people saw off along the road. Some people even followed Lin Yuan's motorcade with their families and wanted to follow Lin Yuan to Pingjiang. Lin Yuan's motorcade was there. The gangsters dare not touch them.
Lin Yuan also knew that Zhang Shicheng went to Pingjiang from Gaoyou in history, and made Pingjiang the capital. The following year, the Miao general of the Yuan army defeated Zhang Shicheng's brother Zhang Shide. Zhang Shide was escorted to Nanjing and died on hunger strike.
But going to Pingjiang is Lin Yuan's best choice now.
The Miao general of the Yuan army was a tragic figure, formerly known as Yang Tongguan. After defeating Zhang Shicheng, he was not only promoted, but also named by Emperor Yuan Shun. He was also the leader of the peasant uprising at first, and was later recruited as an official. The highest rank is marshal.
In the end, he died, no matter how good he was on the battlefield, he was forced to hang himself in the end.
People have always decided their butts on their heads, and standing on the side of the court means holding high the orthodox banner.
To stand on the side of the rebels is to cry out for the people.
Most of the truths in this world are not black and white, but the big people turn the truth around in their minds, and their words become black and white again.
This time, it was Chen Bosong who escorted Lin Yuan to Pingjiang. Chen Bosong rode a horse, and Lin Yuan rode a carriage. He didn't want to try the feeling of torn thighs, so he indulged himself to be lazy once in a while.
But the roads at this time were all dirt roads, even the official roads in the past were full of mud pits. Sitting on the carriage, Lin Yuan was upset and nauseated, and he was afraid that he would be dragged down the journey, and he was in the carriage. endure alone.
Chen Baisong was still talking to him beside the carriage, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
Lin Yuan: "...when I get to the place...I'll tell you again."
He was really about to vomit.
Chen Bosong could only shut up and escorted Lin Yuan all the way in an extremely quiet way.
When he arrived at the gate of Pingjiang City, Lin Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was less than a year after Pingjiang was defeated. This year was almost all in charge of Chen Bosong. All the generals in Lin Yuan's hands relied on tiger talismans to control the army. The soldiers Chen Bosong didn't know how to manage people, so he stationed the military camp in Pingjiang.
Lin Yuan felt that this was a good method.
Without too many twists and turns, it's bigger than someone's fist.
Chen Bosong didn't care about anything, and asked the former petty officials and petty officials to take care of them. Faced with huge fists, these people did not dare to give birth to any other thoughts, but they did things obediently, so Pingjiang changed hands for a year, and he didn't even have a chance. What a mess.
Pingjiang is more prosperous than Gaoyou. This prosperity is reflected in the common people. Even though the world is constantly displaced and famines continue, the people of Pingjiang have never been hungry - but their food storage is almost empty, and their money has bottomed out. , If it's a little bit later, then maybe the next thing.
Compared with other places, Pingjiang is not chaotic, people live and work in peace and contentment, but life is a little harder than before.
There are also a lot of scholars in Pingjiang. This is the case in rich places. People who have money can afford to cultivate scholars.
Like a poor village in the deep mountains, it is impossible to cultivate a scholar with the power of a family.
Lin Yuan went directly to the mansion. It was cleaned every day, and it was well maintained. People came in and started decorating the mansion according to Lin Yuan's habit. He even brought Lin Yuan's favorite paperweight, a lantern cover. The patterns on it are also what Lin Yuan likes to see. All in all, after a day, the government office has changed a lot. Lin Yuan looks at this high efficiency and has to admit that capitalism corrupts people's hearts, and he will be corroded thoroughly.
— although he is not taking the path of capitalism.
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"Master Zhang." The little official caught up with the person in front of him and followed three steps behind him.
The person known as Master Zhang was originally just a petty official. He belonged to the kind that no one cares about. He has no real power and no right to speak. He has no access to the core political groups in Pingjiang.
Now that Pingjiang has fallen into the hands of the rebels, he has a chance to show off.
Mr. Zhang smiled at the little official. He got up early, and at this time he was still holding the pancake made by his wife, which was filled with minced meat. He ate it as he walked, and was barely half full. He didn’t dare to eat too full today. Otherwise, the stomach will feel uncomfortable when discussing matters, which is really indecent and contemptuous.
The clerk smelled the aroma of the cooking cake and swallowed greedily. He ate a bun in the morning. He thought he was full, but when he smelled the meat, he was greedy again.
"I don't know where the immortals came here." The little official took a sip and asked strangely, "I asked the adults to go with us."
How can there be a reason for officials and petty officials to discuss affairs in the same room? That's too insignificant.
Master Zhang laughed and said, "The South Bodhisattva of Gaoyou has come to us now."
Lieutenant: "That's amazing!"
They have all heard of the name of Gaoyou Nan Bodhisattva, which is widely spread among the common people.
Those who are a little ignorant, sincerely think that Nan Bodhisattva is an immortal.
Those who are a little clearer will naturally know that this is just a means, but those who are clear will not say it.
So the foolish is even more foolish.
Zibuyu is eccentric.
Among the ancients, there were actually atheists.
But only those who are proficient in poetry and books and have high ideological awareness may become atheists.
It is impossible for ordinary people.
The clerk said excitedly, "I heard that Nan Bodhisattva can bless the man to do meritorious deeds. I made a deity statue at home. Now that the real body is here, I have to kowtow a few times."
Master Zhang smiled, looking like a good old man.
What's the fun in everyone being drunk and I'm awake alone? Might as well get drunk together.
The little official turned his head and looked: "Isn't that Mr. Zheng? What kind of wind was blowing today, and it brought everyone here."
This Master Zheng is notoriously slick, doesn't do business, doesn't want to offend people, is tactful, and embezzled with Shangguan before. Get together, push your own business to colleagues to do, and respond to a Mao every day, and live a very relaxed and comfortable life.
Basically, he escaped as soon as he could. To put it nicely, he did not covet fame and fortune. To put it in a bad way, he was unwilling to take responsibility and could not bear the burden on his shoulders.
Said it was Ning Chen? The only way to curry favor with your boss is to flatter yourself.
You say pure minister? He can't do it if he doesn't.
As soon as Mr. Zheng said these three words, everyone knew who he was talking about, even if he was not the only one with the surname of Zheng among the officials.
Master Zhang continued to laugh.
Seeing the puzzled expression on the little official's face, Master Zhang answered his doubts: "This morning's meeting, Nan Bodhisattva is coming."
The little official's eyes widened, and his mouth was long enough to swallow a fist. He blushed: "I'm coming today? I, I didn't even change into new clothes! Hey! Can I go back in time?"
Master Zhang looked at him.
The clerk tapped his mouth lightly: "It's me who's confused again."
The so-called morning meeting is a new rule after Chen Bosong took over Pingjiang.
At the morning meeting, officials reported on the work of the previous day, what they had done, what they had concluded, and what they needed to analyze and help.
This method is indeed effective. Officials can't talk about it. They can only ask questions honestly and solve them.
After all, there is also a record of a minor official next to him.
These records will eventually be aggregated into Lin Yuan's case.
Although the imperial court has collapsed, these imperial officials still have to eat and dress, support their parents, and raise their children.
Master Zhang glanced at Master Zheng who was walking not far away, and he was not without envy.
Everyone said that Lord Zheng was a strange official, but they had to admit that Lord Zheng lived better than most people.
It's a strange person to be able to be made into a personal mark by him.
They walked into the mansion through the side door, and found that the servants of the mansion seemed to have changed a group of people. Compared with the original people, they looked more orderly, with no expressions on their faces, neither flattering nor close. It even feels a little rusty and indifferent, but his actions are full of respect, and his actions are vigorous and resolute. There are more than one, but all of them are like this.
Master Zhang looked away—don't think about things he shouldn't think about.
The servants brought them to the tidy hall. Lin Yuan had already sat on his head, with a chair placed horizontally under his head. Just like a meeting, it was indeed a meeting. Lin Yuan didn't have much time to understand these officials, so he could only use Such a simple and violent means to get to know them.
Seeing that people were almost here, Lin Yuan said, "Start from here, and then go on and on, talk about what you have done during this time, what trouble you have encountered, how you solved it in the end, and what experience you have gained."
Everyone in the audience look at me and I look at you: "..."
Southern Bodhisattva! Really don't give us some time to be official? We are all ready!
Lin Yuan said strangely: "What? Can't understand what I'm saying? From here to the right, speak in order?"
Aren't these people left and right
Not so? How did they become officials? Are the requirements so low