The master was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Why is your lord so worried?"
County magistrate Fu walked back a few steps, clenched his fist into a fist, and said on the desk: "Master Wei is about to go to Yizhou with relief food. I heard that this time he came to Yizhou not only for disaster relief, but also for We will investigate the breach of the Jindi embankment."
County magistrate Fu paused and said, "You and I both know that too many states and counties were involved in the breach of the golden dike this time. The whole of Yizhou, and even the whole of Jiannan Road, more than half of them were involved. Yizhou is not close, and it is not far.”
The master understood that he was afraid of becoming a fish in the pond.
He thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Have you asked Mr. Fu in the capital?"
Magistrate Fu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid my uncle can't control me here. It's better to rely on others than yourself."
That's not his real uncle, he's just a side branch of the Fu family.
The master comforted him in a low voice: "My lord, the casualties in Luojiang County are not serious this time. At least compared with other disaster-stricken counties, we can be considered to be in good condition. Therefore, I don't think the lord should worry too much."
"If I want to take this one step further."
The master looked up at Magistrate Fu in surprise.
County magistrate Fu walked two steps with his hands behind his back, and said carefully, "This year is my sixth year as the county magistrate of Luojiang County. I should have received some news when the spring begins, but there is no news from above. No, I asked someone to go to the Ministry of Officials to inquire, but I didn't find any news."
He had discussed this topic with his master, and both of them were biased towards the Ministry of Officials wanting them to be re-elected in the First World, or they had already forgotten who they were, so they naturally didn't care about promotion.
County Magistrate Fu didn't want to be re-elected very much, saying: "According to the usual practice, the county magistrate is re-elected for two consecutive terms. If there is no chance, he will be promoted to a higher level or transferred back to Beijing, but I will be re-elected for three consecutive terms, nine years, Uncle Wen, How many nine years can I have?"
Generally, there are only two situations for this kind of county magistrate who can be re-elected indefinitely. One is that the official is too old to move to the right, so people will be in office until they die; up.
But county magistrate Fu felt that he didn't belong to the first category, nor did he belong to the second category. He was forgotten. If he didn't do something, he might be forgotten indefinitely.
In fact, his identity is a bit embarrassing. He was born in a scholarly family, but he is a side branch far away from his direct branch. His family background is rich, but he has few contacts in the officialdom.
However, he didn't have any particularly outstanding achievements in office, and he had no merits or demerits, so the Shangguan didn't intend to recommend him, and the officials naturally didn't remember his name very much.
If he doesn't do anything, maybe he will be re-elected in Luojiang County for four or five terms. When he gets old, even if he can be transferred, he will probably be transferred to other counties on a flat basis to become the county magistrate.
That's not what Magistrate Fu wants to see.
Master certainly didn't want his employer to be mediocre, so he understood after a little thought, and asked, "Does your lord have a direction?"
"I mentioned it to the county magistrate two days ago. I want to report to be exempted from this autumn's tax, and I have to apply for some relief food with Mr. Wei. After all, our county has taken in a lot of refugees, and the people under our rule have also suffered. If there is no relief, I'm afraid there will be another thing like selling children and daughters." County magistrate Fu thought about it: "They also agree with the latter, but we haven't been able to settle on the former."
If you can't decide, most people agree with it, and even more oppose it.
The master expressed his understanding that not all the autumn tax will be transported to the capital, and most of it will remain in the local area as a local financial expenditure.
County Magistrate Fu wants to improve his political achievements at this time, so of course he is willing to tighten his belt and make a career out of it, but most of the officials below the county magistrate are local people, and most of them will stay here for the rest of their lives. Money and food are more important.
Moreover, the application has to be approved by the governor, who may not be willing to exempt from tax.
"However, someone made the same suggestion today." County Magistrate Fu said with deep eyes and hands behind his back, "Although that is just a baby, if even a small baby thinks so, then among the people under my rule How many people think the same thing? If there is no relief in the end, no tax relief, and there are so many refugees under your jurisdiction, once someone encourages it, then... "
The master was startled, and pondered: "My lord is right, and now the entire Jiannan Dao officialdom is in turmoil, not one of them..."
"I'm also worried about this," County Magistrate Fu said in a low voice, "My uncle sent a letter saying that the sage and the court were very angry at the breach of the golden embankment. Not only the Jiedu Envoy and the Governor, Even the king of Yizhou may be implicated."
All of them, whether they were second-rank officials in the frontier, or relatives of the emperor, they were almost lost, let alone the small shrimps and fishes below.
County Magistrate Fu was lucky, Luojiang County was remote and deep in the mountains, and the flood did not reach them. You must know that three county magistrates have died since the Jindi burst.
One fell into the water while fighting the flood and was washed away without bones, the other was hacked by the Jiedu envoy, and the other committed suicide by hanging himself.
As the county magistrate, even though Yizhou is far away from Luojiang County, magistrate Fu is also terrified, for fear of becoming a fish in a pond.
It is also because of this that he wants to take the opportunity to make some achievements, not only for promotion, but also for self-protection.
County magistrate Fu discussed with the master for half the night, and then fell asleep on the couch in the study room. The next day, the cock crowed for the second time, and he got up from the bed.
The tiredness and lack of sleep in the past few days made him look ten years older, but he still simply ate some snacks and took the people to Dali Village.
When Man Bao saw the county magistrate, he was stunned. He almost thought it was the magistrate's father. If he hadn't been wearing the county magistrate's official uniform, Man Bao would have called him grandpa.
Man Bao and Ke Ke sighed, and said: "Our county magistrate doesn't seem to be very bad, although he always charges us entry fees."
Koko didn't answer.
Man Bao is also used to it, and went up to watch with his friends.
County Magistrate Fu came to investigate the disaster situation. This was his first visit to Qili Village, but he had been to Dali Village three times.
Because the head of Qili Village is in Dali Village, and the two villages border each other, the fields are mixed together, so even if he wanted to come down to persuade farmers to teach mulberry, County Magistrate Fu only went to Dali Village.
The reason why he came to Qili Village this time was firstly for Master Bai, secondly to assess the disaster situation, and thirdly to see Zhou Man and Bai Shan.
Especially after Zhou Man made such a suggestion with his second daughter.
During this flood, three houses in Qili Village collapsed, and twelve houses were damaged. All were built or repaired under the arrangement of the village head.
The disaster situation is not very serious, but these affected families, especially the three families whose houses collapsed, are having a very hard time.
No way, when the house collapsed, many things were damaged, and the food was also damp.