With a clear outline and steps, things will naturally not be slow in getting done.
It took only one day for the government to decide on the address, which was the former site of Mingtang Temple. The plaque that had been removed long ago was replaced with a new one, which read "Taishou Mansion".
This government office was in charge of all affairs in the city. The front hall was used for official business, while the back hall was used for government officials to live and work.
Su Yougen officially moved from the foot of Fuluguan Mountain to the west of the city, and Zuo Yizi also moved in.
It is definitely not enough for one person to govern a city. The recruited soldiers can be used to maintain law and order and perform other functions.
At this time in the city, soldiers were holding notices and posting them in the streets and alleys.
Notice: Baishou City and the surrounding areas will be governed by the Jinxian Sect from now on. All other sects are evil. If the people of Baishou City and the surrounding areas find any traces of evil, they can report it to the governor's mansion. There will be rewards for those who report it. If you conceal it and do not report it, you will be severely punished once you are discovered.
In addition: The prefectural government office has been established. Anyone who has been wronged, whether immortal or mortal, can report it and the government will handle the matter.
The Prefectural Government is recruiting all kinds of personnel. The minimum requirement is literacy. The remuneration is generous. Those who are interested can come to the Prefectural Government.
Literate people read the notice on the wall.
"Evil ways? Where does this evil way come from?" The people were a little confused.
"Stupid, except for those gods, all others are heretical."
"But how can we tell them apart? They are all gods."
"Um"
They really couldn't tell the difference between evil ways and what not. After all, Bai Shoucheng hadn't encountered such a cannibalistic evil way for decades. As for those that didn't eat people, they didn't know whether they were evil ways or not.
"Can I report a grievance? The three hundred taels of silver I buried were stolen. Does this count as a grievance?"
"Didn't I tell you long ago that it was your neighbor Wang Er who stole it?"
"Ah? But there was a notice where the silver was buried, saying that Wang Er next door didn't steal it."
"… "
"How about you try to apply for it?"
“That makes sense.”
A man dressed like a rich man stroked his chin and walked towards the direction of the prefectural government.
Reporting grievances had never happened in Baishou City before. Pu De had tamed this city for decades, and everyone wanted to be rewarded for their kindness. Even if they suffered losses, they still felt that they were doing good deeds.
But it is different now. In addition to the Pude people who are gone, there are also many people who are fleeing to avoid the war. These people have not received any blessings or education, and after entering the city, chaos is rampant. Although Zuo Yizi is there to watch over them, there are so many people in the city that it is not something that a few people can handle.
It is impossible to know all the details about murder and injury.
In the prefectural government's mansion in the west of the city, there is a drum placed in front of the jade-white square. This drum is specially used to redress grievances for the people in the city. As long as there is an injustice, as long as the drum is struck, the case will be brought to court immediately.
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Going up the high steps, in the former Mingtang Temple which had been transformed into a government lobby, Su Yougen, wearing an extremely awkward outfit, sat in front of the eucalyptus table, twisting his body uncomfortably.
"Is anyone playing the drums?" he asked Zuo Yizi who was sitting upright beside him.
Zuo Yizhi sighed: "This is the eighth time you have asked this question today, and you have been sitting here for less than half an hour."
It took three days to establish the government.
Su Yougen asks this question about a hundred times a day on average.
"Our notice has just come down, and many people still don't understand it. There are not many people who can read, and it takes time for the news to spread. In addition, the people are afraid, so it is basically impossible for it to spread that quickly." Zuo Yizi said helplessly.
"Really? But, no one is seeking justice for me. It's not good for me to just sit there and do nothing. I feel like a useless person." Su Yougen said a little nervously.
"How can you be like a useless person? This is the job assigned to you by the master. Besides, don't you also have to dispatch the sect's offerings?"
"That's what I should have done. I did the same thing before I became the governor."
Su Yougen felt very uncomfortable. "Besides, the master is doing things, and it's not good for me to sit here."
“There aren’t enough people.”
Zuo Yizhi sighed, "The master won't let us do it, saying that everyone has their own responsibilities. Besides, we don't have enough manpower. The notice has just been posted. Once we recruit enough people, the gods from the Golden Immortal Sect will be able to free up their hands."
Dong Dong Dong!
Suddenly, drums were heard outside.
The sound startled the two of them immediately.
Soon, a group of people stood outside the hall, all of them soldiers holding spears and lances.
"Someone's beating the drums, someone's beating the drums!"
They gathered together and shouted excitedly.
God have mercy on them. They have been waiting for this for three days, just waiting for someone to come and beat the drum so that they can start their business.
Sure enough, a group of people came up the stairs below and arrived at the lobby. The hall was packed with people outside, but empty inside, and no one dared to go in.
This place used to be the residence of gods, but now it has been converted into a government office. I dare not go in there.
No one, including the soldiers, went in.
A black line appeared on Zuo Yizhi's forehead, and he said to the group of soldiers: "Come in and stand still!"
The group of soldiers only dared to step into the hall at this moment. They gathered together at first, but then they felt something was wrong, so they stood in two rows. Under the gaze of the people, they subconsciously straightened their spines.
"Mr. Su, please start the case." Zuo Yizhi bowed to Su Yougen.
Su Yougen nodded solemnly and patted the wood on the eucalyptus table. He didn't know why the wood was needed and why he had to pat it, but the master said it was necessary, so he had to do it.
"Open the case! Anyone who has been wronged may come into the court and speak!" Su Yougen shouted loudly.
The people outside the hall pushed and shoved each other, and finally a trembling man came out. The man was dressed like a rich man, and walked into the hall with weak legs. But halfway through, he was about to kneel down.
"stand up!"
Su Yougen suddenly shouted, "The master said that we cannot kneel, so apart from the master, you are not allowed to kneel to anyone else!"
Su Yougen, who had taken the Qi-enhancing Pill, shouted like thunder, full of energy. That shout made the rich man shudder and stand up straight.
After straightening his awkwardly dressed clothes, Su Yougen straightened his body and said, "If you have any grievances, please tell me. The master said that the governor's office is for the people!"
The platform he was sitting on was not high. Originally there should have been a high platform here from which one could overlook the entire platform, but the master had it demolished, saying that he wanted to look at people at eye level instead of looking down on them.
"I, I'm fine."
The rich man was a little nervous. He didn't want to come here in the first place, but was persuaded by his companions to come here. He was already a little confused, and after entering the lobby he became completely sober and wanted to leave on the spot.
You are kidding me!
Su Yougen pursed his lips and said, "Since you beat the drum, it can't be okay. You can't say that you beat the drum just for fun, right? We, the Golden Immortal Sect, are the masters here, so we want to do things fairly. Don't be afraid, just tell me if you have something to say."
"So I really said it?"
"Can you still make a hypothesis?!"
"No, sir, the silver I buried at home was stolen. I don't know who stole it. Can I report this to the police?"