Pingjiang officials didn't feel very comfortable sitting under the stage. How could this feeling be so different? This is sitting sideways, with the butt next to the chair, like a thorn on the chair, the small officials in Pingjiang are almost all locals, these officials are not taken seriously - it is not their turn to make money, and it is not their turn to make important political affairs, but It is these small officials who constitute the blood and veins of Pingjiang's politics.
In the past, when Pingjiang was still in the hands of the imperial court, they would not be able to meet Zhizhou once a year, not to mention Zhizhou, and they could not see the same Zhizhou.
Now facing Lin Yuan, in addition to being nervous, there is an uncontrollable excitement. Although this is the first time they have seen Lin Yuan, they have known that Lin Yuan is a person who values practical things.
After all, although the people from Lin Yuan are not here, they will be evaluated for their performance every month. Those who are rated as excellent will be promoted. Although it is only a small promotion, for these officials, it is not their turn to be promoted. Now that they have changed their owners, but they are expected to be promoted, why not make them excited
"Master Zheng, it's your turn?" the official who just sat down said to Master Zheng who was sitting beside him with laughter.
Master Zheng stood up. Although he was lazy, his appearance was still very intimidating. He was a beautiful middle-aged man in his forties, with a good beard. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he could vaguely see when he was young. With a good appearance, he stood up, with a long body, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he explained what he had done recently, how he had done it, and what problems he had encountered.
Speaking is also a subject of knowledge, and this subject of knowledge can only be explained clearly one by one.
A person with deep knowledge in this field, such as Master Zheng, obviously didn't do much, but when he said it, it made people think that he was too busy all day.
Lin Yuan listened to him talking in a hype, and finally understood what he had done.
Mr. Zheng is in charge of household registration. In fact, he is to reorganize the household registration in Pingjiang, and include the refugees from other places into the people of Pingjiang. The new households do not have to pay taxes for the first year.
But the problem is, this Lord Zheng actually did... just assign tasks, and he only manages the registration of refugees, and his management is very general.
Lin Yuan looked at this Lord Zheng. If he only looked at his appearance, everyone would think that Lord Zheng was a gentleman. Since he is a gentleman, he must be a person with outstanding ability, noble temperament, and respect. He said: "Master Zheng has worked hard, sit down ."
In front of so many people, face still has to be given, and people live a skin.
But he still has to understand clearly later that this Lord Zheng is just lazy, or really a scumbag.
If it's a straw bag, then he can't use him. Being an official is different from other industries. In some other industries, a straw bag can probably do well with a little effort, but it's not enough to be an official. No matter how hard you work, as long as you are a straw bag. , then it is not good, it is easy to be swayed by whispers, it seems honest, but it is actually stupid and poisonous.
The meeting lasted for a whole morning, and went to Gongfang several times in the middle. The officials attached great importance to the first meeting with Lin Yuan. Even if they did not understand it, they should listen intently, with a smile on their faces. , or a serious face, sitting upright, but it seems to have a bit of character.
Lin Yuan was hungry, and he asked what he should ask. After noon, the meeting was dismissed, but he left them for lunch in the mansion.
"I won't share it with you." Lin Yuan smiled, "Lest you feel uncomfortable."
Everyone quickly stood up and said no.
Lin Yuan: "You don't need to be polite with me, everyone please do."
People came in from outside the door and invited the officials out, so it was impossible to use meals here.
Song Shizhao, who had arrived late, came around from the yard at this time and dined with Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan was not particular about eating. It was enough to finish it 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 big fish and meat, they disguised the rare ingredients as ordinary food.
Lin Yuan is not sad about these aspects. He eats whatever he catches and thinks it tastes better than modern food. Maybe it's because there were no additives in ancient times
But it stands to reason... it is more fragrant when there are additives.
"That Zheng Qingfeng is interesting." Lin Yuan said to Song Shizhao while eating, "Looks like a gentleman."
Song Shizhao almost gritted his teeth - he was a few days late, and let the group of goblins rush to Lin Yuan's eyes, and there was still something for Lin Yuan to remember, which really angered his heart.
"Xiaguan also knows him." Song Shizhao smiled, "I heard that there are few worthy names. When he was young, he was handsome, and he had a lawsuit with his children."
Lin Yuan was a little curious: "Oh?"
Women in ancient times paid attention to reputation, but they could still have children and lawsuits
Song Shizhao said: "Then Zheng Qingfeng comes from a family of officials and eunuchs from generation to generation. Although he is only a small official, his family style is clean and honest. The only thing wrong is that he is too knowledgeable about advancing and retreating."
This is Song Shizhao wearing small shoes for others, saying that everyone in the family is as timid as a mouse.
He added: "Then Zheng Qingfeng was different from others since he was a child. He had a reckless temperament and hated evil, but he had won a lot of good names and had a beautiful life. When it came time to discuss the marriage, the matchmaker stepped on the threshold of his house. This is not true. Exaggeration, it is indeed trampled."
"He... is a man..." Lin Yuan was startled.
Song Shizhao smiled: "I heard that when he was young, his face was as white as jade, and he was full of heroism. Although it was difficult for young men and women to meet, they were not locked at home as if they were really imprisoned. When I go back and cry, although I only saw him once, it is not that this person will not marry."
Song Shizhao added: "If anyone dares to say this, they must be favored at home. When a disturbance arises, it will naturally cause a headache for the parents, and if they are obsessed with it, the parents will obey. Then Zheng Qingfeng's family is not rich, and he wants to marry his woman. There are too many—even concubines and the others are willing to take care of them, but I am afraid they can’t support so many people.”
"Those women said that even if they are concubines, they have their own dowries, and don't need 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 mother's cousin, since he got married, he has become more stable, stable and stable, and he has become the way he is now. , do not ask for success, but ask for nothing."
"If he had appeared on the street back then, even if he was a woman out of the cabinet, he would have gone to the street to see him and surrounded the road with water, and some people said, thanks to Zheng Qingfeng's good health, otherwise this battle might have become the second Wei Jie. "Song Shizhao sighed.
Lin Yuan sneered: "Sir is envious."
Being pursued by so many women, not to mention ancient men, even modern men, few have seen it, and it would be a lie to say that I do not envy.
Song Shizhao smiled and said, "Xiansha has been dismissed."
In the whole Pingjiang, almost everyone knows Zheng Qingfeng's name, and the people talk about him with relish.
After all, such a beautiful man is rare, especially at this age, people are still beautiful.
Lin Yuan: "How about being an official at this time?"
Song Shizhao: "It was good when I was young, and I was conscientious and conscientious. I haven't been promoted for decades. I guess I feel that my career is hopeless, and I would rather not do it than make mistakes."
Lin Yuan said oddly, "Have you not been promoted for decades?"
Song Shizhao coughed lightly: "I heard that Zhizhou's daughter used to love him too."
This is wearing small shoes.
Lin Yuan: "It seems that I have to trouble you to help me see which of these people are available and which are not available."
Song Shizhao hurriedly said: "It's for the adults to share the worries."
It is all lies for those who are in office who do not want to be promoted. There are three fires for new officials to take office, but what if they are in the same position for ten or twenty years? Empty time is time-consuming and consumes people's will. The donkey walks fast with a radish and vegetable in front of him, not to mention people.
Zheng Qingfeng let the yamen go back to the mansion, took off his official robe, and put on a suit of civilian clothes. He sat in the hall with a cup of tea in his hand. Zheng's wife was holding a milk baby, and he was coaxing gently. After being together for a long time, there are actually some husband and wife appearances, every move has similarities, and the expressions are also similar.
Even if you don't know them, you can see that they are a couple.
It's just that the husband's appearance is outstanding, and the wife is no different from everyone else.
"Why did you stay in the government office for so long today?" Zheng's wife coaxed the child and turned to ask Zheng Qingfeng.
Zheng Qingfeng tugged at the neckline: "Then Nan Bodhisattva called all the officials away, as well as the small officials. Even if one person only talks about a cup of tea, it will take some time."
Zheng's wife asked curiously, "What does Nan Bodhisattva look like? Does it really look like an immortal descended from the earth?"
Zheng Qingfeng smiled and said, "If you talk about appearance, it's a lot worse than your husband."
Zheng's wife covered her mouth and smiled: "My husband looks better than Pan An, but I don't know what kind of person Nan Bodhisattva is."
Zheng Qingfeng's eyes became deep, and he said, "I watch him act, and treat the people with the heart of a bodhisattva, but the other side..."
"The heart is so cruel that I am impressed." Zheng Qingfeng hugged the child from his wife's hand.
The wife is strange: "ruthless?"
Zheng Qingfeng: "The Jiang family has more than 100 mouths, and none of them survive."
The wife took a breath.
"Actually... so vicious?" Zheng's wife was startled.
Zheng Qingfeng: "Liang Xiao is not a gentleman, he is not poisonous and not a husband. If he is really like the rumor, he is a Bodhisattva with the heart, then it will make people worry."
Wife Zheng looked at her husband's expression: "Does your husband appreciate him?"
Zheng Qingfeng: "Many people in the world are burdened by false names. Like me, I was limited by the word "gentleman" for half my life. Back then, if I..."
Zheng's wife: "How many years ago, it doesn't matter."
Zheng Qingfeng sighed.
How many hearts did he provoke when he was young? He also thought that a gentleman was a gentleman, but in the end he suffered for the word "gentleman".
A gentleman is not something that mortals can be, and Zheng Qingfeng realized that it was too late, and he was disheartened when it was too late.
How can one not be curious when seeing the person known as the Southern Bodhisattva now
They are all well-known people, but how can Nan Bodhisattva live more handsomely than him
Nan Bodhisattva killed more than 100 people in the Jiang family, but no one said he was cruel and vicious. This made Zheng Qingfeng puzzled.
Zheng Qingfeng said: "Interesting, such an interesting person is rare."
Wife Zheng looked at her husband. Her husband was a great man, but unfortunately he was disheartened for many years. He only hoped that Nan Bodhisattva was a man with discerning eyes and heroes, and could see the heart of making achievements and careers under the skin of her husband.