The arrival of the new county magistrate caused a ripple in the peaceful Baoxin County. It was only a slight ripple. The main reason was that He Yiwei had too many possessions and family members. It could be said that there were many wives and concubines, and there were many layoffs. The mansion where Ling lived can't hold it.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan have seen it and expressed their understanding. They have a bigger team when traveling at home, but they don’t have so many wives and concubines. The two continue to do their own things. Ma’s magistrate has survived the last stage and can finally leave. Gao Xingxing packed up his luggage and followed his family to work in Fucheng.
Except for the resettlement of the family’s new county magistrate, He Yiwei appeared to be very low-key for five consecutive days. When he took over, he knew that he was short of a lot of money, but he still admitted according to the amount on the account.
Then he had a small illness, saying that he had a headache when he read the official document and needed some time to support him.
"Xiaobao, it seems that He Yiwei is not that stupid. Not only does he ignore the affairs of the county, he also makes time to go to Fengwu Pavilion for a meal every day. When he comes, he may not see the form clearly. This time I understand."
Wang Juan has become the county prime minister very well. She takes care of everything in the county. She specially decorates a room for archives. According to her previous work habits, every aspect is organized and archived, and the number is written. , And also made an index catalog, which is more standardized than before.
Zhang Xiaobao also cooperated with Wang Juan to record the data, and he also drew various tables, which were obtained according to the previous government’s method of making statistics. One table plus two tables equals three tables. There are project data, expenditures and income. , There are remarks, etc. It seems that there are too many tables, but it is very convenient when it is really used, and the error rate can be controlled at five thousandths.
Seeing Wang Juan mentioned He Yiwei, Zhang Xiaobao thought about it and said: "Li Longji didn't mean to give He Yiwei what to do. Of course, he would clean him up whenever he wanted something. Li Longji wanted us to help raise the officials and suppress them. It's not the purpose. I'll give you an idea, don't let him idle."
That day He Yiwei got up in the morning, and when he wanted to go to Fengwu Pavilion for a long time after freshening up, Wang Juan found him.
"He County Order, I have something to discuss with you. I am going to show the county's fiscal table in the form of a map, and post it on the bulletin board outside the yamen, and then find someone to explain it to the people who don’t understand. They know how much money is in the county and what they are doing."
"Okay, okay, that's all right, you can handle it with the cuckoo, and the officer has a minor illness recently, you have worked so hard with the cuckoo." He Yiwei smiled and said to Wang Juan.
Wang Juan looked at He Yiwei’s stomach and felt that he should lose weight. His image was not good. Li Longji would not be satisfied when he saw him. He wanted to hide, and said: "He County Order, since he is explaining to the people, he must It’s up to the last prestigious person in the county to do it. How can you order this to be done?"
"Okay, okay, that's fine, you can post it, and the official will explain it to the people, and turn around to make up for the omissions in the library." He Yiwei is still good at talking.
At this time, he has returned to what he was like as a small knife and penman. He didn't want to provoke people. He finally asked people from the people's mouth to find out who the two children of his county magistrate were.
He is not stupid to be able to climb up step by step. He understands that Xiaobao and the cuckoo are the kind of beings that can override the law, don't cause trouble, just get through it, don't they just stand outside and explain to the people? If you want to live in officialdom, you have to endure any grievances.
Wang Juan doesn’t care whether He Yiwei really wants to understand that he is willing to take the initiative to do things for the people, or he is ready to wait for himself and Xiaobao to leave. Anyway, as long as he does it, he will eventually be educated, and he will do it after he arranges it. For other things, people were ordered to post the picture drawn by Zhang Xiaobao on the bulletin board outside the Yamen.
He Yiwei was indeed able to bear it. He saw the picture posted, asked about the situation, and asked his family to pay for the money that was in the account when the Ma County magistrate was handed over, and he stood outside to explain to the people.
The first time the people saw such a thing, they all gathered around the sign and heard the new county magistrate talk about how much land there is in the county, what about Shangtian Nakata and Shimoda, how much money is left in the yamen, what do they need to do, and where does the money come from? Obtained, what kind of contribution the people have made in the process, and so on.
The down-to-earth people didn't feel ashamed of a county magistrate who explained the magistrate personally. How did they understand such things before, today is a long experience, and it turns out that the money earned in the yamen has a part of their own contribution.
"The official meaning is that Baoxin County is not the county of the official, but everyone's county. Everyone's efforts have made the Yamen more money, which is taken from the people and used by the people, and the places in the county are also needed. There will be money to support, and I will talk about it today, and there will be a new picture tomorrow."
He Yiwei talked for two hours intermittently, exhausted in sweat, and finally summarized according to what Wang Juan had written, bowed his hands and bowed to the people around him, and then wiped the sweat off his face and turned to go home. Rest, Fengwu Pavilion will not go.
The moment he turned around, someone in the crowd shouted: "Major He is a good official. I have brought tea to Majesty He. Please drink."
With the sound of the sound, a person with a teapot in his hand squeezed into the crowd, and a large bowl in his other hand.
He Yiwei did not expect that someone would give him tea. He was worried about whether someone wanted to poison himself. He turned his head and saw that it was the second shopkeeper of Fengwu Pavilion. Now he can rest assured. Amidst the praises of the people, he will give him a big deal. After a bowl of tea, he rubbed the sweat on his forehead again, and when the breeze blew, he suddenly had a different feeling, which was very comfortable, and he couldn't say clearly.
On a high place aside, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan are really watching with binoculars.
"Xiaobao, your strategy is estimated to be successful. I don't believe that he is hard-hearted. After finishing all the forms, let him continue to work."
Wang Juan feels very fulfilled. It is easy to clean up a person, but it is very difficult to change a person. What she is doing is to change He Yiwei and give Li Longji a good county magistrate.
After drinking a bowl of tea, He Yiwei felt much more comfortable. He saluted the people again and turned home. He was very conflicted in his heart lying on the couch. On the one hand, he felt that he was in a good mood today, and on the other hand, he felt that he was Wang Juan. The little girl deliberately embarrassed herself, and couldn't fall asleep over and over again.
The next day, he still came under the new picture and continued to explain to the people.
This day, Luoyang sent a letter, written by Zhang Shuo, inviting Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to enter Jixian Academy, the kind of name, without actually participating in the history.
"Jujuan, it seems that Xiao Li is about to confer Zen." Zhang Xiaobao had heard Wang Juan mention a certain period of history before. Some have changed, and some are still going on.
"Yes, the economy is prosperous, the country is stable, the people are happy in their jobs, and it's time to enshrine Zen." Wang Juan said, throwing the letter aside.
"The people are really happy in business? Well, happy in business, Zhang said, do you want us to help you out?" What can Zhang Xiaobao say, he can only admit this kind of political need.
Wang Juan looked down at the toe of his shoe and thought for a while and said: "Xiaobao, I need to trouble Li Longji to let him know how big the world is. Don't think you are really that great. Many people say that he is from I started to rejoice after Feng Chan. I don’t know whether it’s true or not, but I have to prevent it.”
"It's all the same, all leaders are the same. After reaching a certain level, they start to sing praises. What trouble can I cause? I have to think about it."
After Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, he went to the backyard to figure out how to make Li Longji feel a sense of crisis, internally and externally, to find ways to make him feel insignificant.
After another three days, Zhang said Guo and then followed up with a letter asking Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to help improve the matter of Feng Chan. Wang Juan immediately replied a letter to Zhang Sai according to historical events, if Zhang said If you don’t follow it, it will change a little bit. If you follow it, it’s normal.
"Xiaobao, have you figured out a way? Can we change history?" Wang Juan asked Zhang Xiaobao after writing the letter.
"We have changed. Feng Chan is not important. At least the time is advanced. Even if it is not advanced, it will not matter. I wrote a letter to Lu Zhou. I have to influence Xiao Li internally. I haven't considered the external affairs clearly yet. He Yiwei said almost the same. Right? It's time to arrange something new for him."
Zhang Xiaobao firmly believes that he and the cuckoo can continue the prosperous age.
"Okay, go find him early tomorrow morning." Wang Juan just asked at random, she didn't worry about losing control of the situation.
The next morning, when He Yiwei was about to find Wang Juan to clarify what he was going to talk about today, Wang Juan found him first and said to him: "He County Order, something happened during the spring ploughing in Shangniu Village, so why don't you just go and have a look today."
"Okay, okay, that's it, let's take a look at it." He Yiwei still said in his signature style.
As a result, a group of more than forty people rode on horses and rode to Upper Niu Village. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan took six people, four of whom were Gaolishi guards, and the other two were farmers in their homes.
As soon as he moved out, He Yiwei finally saw the carts of his two children and the horses of the men. The horses were all military horses. At first glance, the carts seemed to be painted with red paint. Upon closer inspection, they were all made of nanmu. No paint, natural color.
"Master, their carriages are better than ours." The butler approached the car and said to He Yiwei who was sitting in the car.
"I see, they are richer than us. You don't know how rich Shuiyunjian is. Is it possible that I can still grab it? Be careful on the way to avoid being calculated."
He Yiwei worried that Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao wanted to make trouble for themselves when they came out this time, so he was very vigilant.
"Small enough to understand." The butler replied, also alert.
Shangniu Village was not far from the county seat, and a group of people wandered on the bumpy road. After an hour and a half, they finally arrived at their destination.
As soon as they got off the car, everyone saw two people in front of them who were pulling the people working in the field to say something.
Wang Juan glanced at Zhang Xiaobao, and Zhang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "I didn't arrange it."