It is said that Qingshui Yamen is Qingshui Yamen, and he does not understand how other yamen have Shu, he only knows that his own Suichang County Yamen is almost clear. All the money "Zhao Youshu" greed was exchanged by him for materials, and part of the remaining cash was used to repair and reinforce various embankments, part of it was used to pay his servants, and the rest was saved for emergencies.
Seeing that the black clouds above his head were like surging waves, rolling endlessly, his expression became more dignified day by day, and the more he felt that the supplies on hand were not enough, so his eyes rolled to his heart. Now he finally knows what it means to be "the county magistrate who ruins his family, and the governor who destroys his family." Lot of belongings.
He first brought the villagers who had been oppressed by Wang Fu and others, handed over the pre-written form, and asked them to beat the drum. Because Wang Fu was covered by the Wang Zhifu before, no matter how he did evil, everyone could only swallow their anger and did not dare to offend him. Now it is unknown how long the black gauze hat on Wang Zhifu's head can be worn, and Wang Fu still broke his waist and was paralyzed in bed, completely useless. When will you not wait any longer
All the villagers summed up for a while, and they all took their cases to file their grievances. You Shu had been preparing for a long time, and immediately issued an arrest ticket ordering the yamen to arrest people. Nine out of ten people on trial this time were officials from the original yamen, and even Wang Fu, who was paralyzed in bed, was brought to court for questioning. They do a lot of evil on weekdays. Some people rape the wife and daughter of prisoners while they are being arrested, some people collect money from merchants along the street, and some people release prisoners without permission. The number of crimes is endless.
Youshu forced his mental power into his eyes, and saw that the heads of these people were all covered with black fog, and they were dead. It was obvious that they had human life in their hands, so they did not wait for verification, so they pulled out and played dozens of boards before they were beaten to death. , was also frightened, and interrogated again. At this time, everyone dared to argue and put their fingerprints on the charges, which saved a lot of trouble.
Some Shu imprisoned the criminals and waited for the court's ruling, and then took a group of strong men to raid the house, registering all the stolen property, posting it on the public list outside the county government, and bluntly saying that these money will be It will be used to buy more food, medicinal materials, cloth and other items.
The people first called him Qingtian Grand Master, and then affectionately called him Xiaozhao County Magistrate, and now he has a new nickname - Majia County Magistrate. But this nickname does not have the slightest fear or irony, because he copied all the heinous houses, and it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.
Of course, some people expressed doubts about the whereabouts of the property, secretly speculating. But he buys any materials through an open and honest channel. Some businessmen often drive ox carts to the county government to hand over the goods. Several accountants are not afraid of people watching, they directly count the number at the door, add up the silver taels, and then settle the bill in person. All transactions are fair, just and transparent.
Gradually, the merchants in the vicinity love to deal with the magistrate Zhao, and if there is any good goods, they will send him a letter first. Of course, there are also profiteers who hate him deeply, because when he counts the quantity, he will check on the spot. Someone brought hundreds of bags of moldy rice noodles, and he slashed the sack with a knife and opened it for all passers-by to see, and then took out a small notebook , write down the name of the merchant, saying that he will never do any business with him again.
The people are very concerned about the actions of the magistrate of Xiaozhao, and naturally they know who has been on his blacklist recently, and then they all boycott the store opened by the businessman. .
After a month, one night, a torrential downpour suddenly fell on Lishui, accompanied by thundering thunder and raging winds, the mighty momentum and purple light all over the sky gave people an extremely ominous premonition. You Shu was standing on the corridor outside the door wearing a thin robe, looking up at the sky.
The black clouds that were still rolling in the air were all turned into rainwater and poured down, and black dragon shadows rushed into the nearby rivers, lakes and seas, as if they wanted to stir up more waves. Until this time, the Dayong Kingdom has really changed, and I don't know how the new emperor should deal with this catastrophe.
You Shu didn't think about it any more, and immediately went to the township in Linshui to check whether the dam was firm. Fortunately, he personally participated in the reconstruction of the dams. When the floods hit, the dams in Suichang were solid, but he did not rule out the loss of the upper reaches of the county, which would affect Suichang, and the possibility of this happening was very high. big.
As far as you know, the repair funds allocated by the imperial court every year are also a major means for local officials to collect money. Others will not mention it for the time being. The items such as granaries, official roads, post stations, etc., total 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver. Once Suichang suffers from floods, how many people will die? At that time, it will not be as simple as being beaten with hundreds of whips.
Fortunately, Shu replaced him in time, and it did not cause an irreversible tragedy. He ordered his servants to wake up the chiefs of the villages, and asked them to call the villagers to hide in the highlands, and at the same time, don't forget to bring important family belongings.
In the middle of the night, if you don't sleep well, you have to go to the mountains in the rain. Isn't this asking for guilt? The villagers were full of complaints, but when they heard that the magistrate of Xiaozhao came to remind everyone, they tried to pack up. Youshu ran to seven or eight Linshui villages in a row, and moved all the people who could be moved to a safe place before returning to the county seat.
Because there are still many disaster prevention decrees to be promulgated the next day, planning must be done first that night. He didn't dare to waste time. He hurriedly took a hot shower and jumped out of the wooden bucket. As soon as his feet landed, he saw The carved screen suddenly twisted for a moment, and a tall figure walked out slowly, looking at each other.
what's the situation? Both of them froze for a moment, then both froze. Fortunately, Shu has become accustomed to the other party's elusive appearance, so she immediately pretended to be nonchalant and went to get the bath towel. This move meant a great challenge to him. Coincidentally, the bath towel was placed on the carved screen, and the tall man's body was in front of the screen.
This means that some Shu have to go through a man's body to get what they want. Of course he can detour, but when there is nothing in front of him, he deliberately makes a circle, doesn't it make it clear that he can tell the man that he can see him? Youshu doesn't know why men often come to the county government office. He may have noticed the abnormality, or he may not, but as long as he doesn't move for a day, Youshu can't show his cowardice first.
With his current strength, it would be reluctant to deal with a few Specters, let alone King Yama of the Underworld? So he can only endure, not move.
While adjusting his breathing without a trace, he walked straight towards the man, reaching for the bath towel hanging behind him. The man was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his sharp eyes seemed a little confused at the moment, even obscure. He reflexively took two steps back, making Youshu overjoyed.
To be honest, You Shu was expecting him to take the initiative to avoid like last time. Even if this person is just an untouchable phantom, after all, his own eyes can really see it. If he really bumps into it, he will always be a little nervous and difficult to adapt, as if he has brought this person into his body.
Yet he was too happy. I don't know what the man was thinking, but after only taking two small steps back, he stood firm, his eyes quickly changed from confused and obscure to sharp as knives. He stared straight at You Shu, who was getting closer and closer, and even tilted his head slightly when his arm touched his ear, making a movement like sniffing.
The villain in Youshu's heart was so frightened that his hair was so frightened that he didn't show anything on his face, so he took off the bath towel very naturally and began to wipe his body. "Zhao Youshu" suffered a lot when he was a child, so he was very thin and small. Although he became a county magistrate, he thought about how to search for silver taels all day long, so that his mental exhaustion was too much and he became weaker.
After You Shu took over this body, she ate well every day, did errands seriously, went to bed early and got up early. After dozens of days of hard work, she became white and tender. In addition, after taking a shower, her skin was covered with water droplets, and it looked like a plant. Yuzhu, tall and verdant. For some reason, the man who was going to avoid him for a while stood still, his eyes fixed on him.
You Shu pretended to be calm and turned her back, wiping the dripping long hair. When the bath towel was hung down and covered his cheeks for a moment, he made a grinning expression, obviously frightened. He didn't dare to wipe too fast, nor too slow, it would appear too deliberate and cause the other party's suspicion, so he had to try his best to maintain the previous state.
The man was very satisfied with his calmness, walked to the chair beside the screen and sat down, looking at him with his cheeks raised. When he bent down to wipe his legs, the tender and round buttocks were raised high, facing him... The man's eyes dimmed, he immediately folded his long legs and changed to a less embarrassing sitting position.
He knew that You Shu was extremely nervous now. Although he tried to cover it up, his muscles would tense unconsciously to prevent the danger from behind him. That's why his fleshy buttocks are trembling now, appearing to be very elastic, which makes people unconsciously want to reach out and touch them.
The man watched with relish, and his eyes flashed from time to time, and what made him even more happy was that when he appeared, You Shu, who had always been extremely vigilant, turned around and faced himself with his back, although some of them covered his body. Intention, but more exposed his trust in himself.
What kind of existence does he have in his heart? Fear yet trusting may sound contradictory. Suddenly, the man had the desire to explore.
You Shu has no idle thoughts at all. At first, he felt like a awn on his back, the cold air was infiltrating, and then he felt that his body was burning, and he wanted to be pierced, and he knew that the sight behind him was causing trouble. What is the two layers of ice and fire, he can say that he has a deep understanding now, and he can't wait to conjure up a set of clothes out of thin air. When he finally wiped off his body and put on his underwear and pants, his cheeks were already hot and red, as if he was drunk.
He tried his best not to look at King Yama who was sitting in the chair, and walked around the screen to the outside. The man also walked out, walking side by side with him, and from time to time he would suddenly get closer, staring at him with dark and unpredictable eyes. Encountering such a strange situation, if it was a different person, I would have been scared crazy, but fortunately, Shu has a lot of knowledge, and slowly got used to it.
He went straight to the desk, picked up the pen to compile the disaster relief process, and wrote the paper without thinking. The man stood very close, and he could smell the moisture and fragrance on his wet hair with a slight tilt of his head. At first, he was a little distracted, but after a brief glance, he concentrated on reading silently, and after a while, he secretly applauded.
He concealed his figure, touched Yushu's wet head, moved slowly and revealed unspeakable intimacy, and then disappeared into the water curtain.
Once you get serious, you will ignore the things around you. He didn't notice the man's departure, he only felt a little cold on the top of his head, so he covered his head with a bath towel and continued to write the decree, until the servant knocked on the door with a bowl of hot ginger soup and two baskets of steamed dumplings. Suddenly returned to God.
"Huh, what about people?" He only muttered and went to open the door, the water vapor blowing in his face made him sneeze hugely.
Fortunately, the ginger soup was not affected when it was placed in the food box. Instead, it was the little servant who was sprayed with saliva all over his face. He wiped it with his sleeve indiscriminately and said with a smile, "Master, the ginger soup you want is ready, drink it while it's hot."
"I didn't let you cook ginger soup." You Shu was slightly puzzled.
Most of the servants in the yamen are men, and the only two maids also took the initiative to resign a few days ago, saying that the master can do it, and they do not need them to serve. After all, men are different from women, and their minds are not so delicate. When they saw the master come back in the rain in the middle of the night, no one thought about giving him a bowl of cold medicine or preparing some supper for the stomach.
The servant was very puzzled and asked, "Didn't the master send someone to the kitchen and tell us to quickly cook a bowl of ginger soup and bring it here? He also said that you are hungry, so you'd better make some more easily digestible food. You see , This is three fresh skin frozen steamed dumplings, it melts in your mouth, you can sleep right away after eating it."
After the two maids resigned, there was no one in the room where Shu was serving, and a few servants wanted to watch the night, but he drove them away one by one. Now, in the middle of the night, someone suddenly brought ginger soup and food, and said that he ordered it. How could it be possible? Shu thought about it, and only guessed one possibility.
He asked in a low voice, "Do you remember what the person who ordered you to cook ginger soup looked like?"
The servant first nodded, thought for a moment and then shook his head, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and he muttered involuntarily, "It's strange, I remembered it just now, why have I forgotten it now?"
He must have been caught in the blindfold of King Yama. It seems that he is really a good person, no, a good god. Thinking of this, the fear and anger of being watched instantly dissipated, and Youshu's perception of the man became better. He took up the ginger soup and drank it, then picked up the chopsticks to eat the steamed dumplings, and said vaguely, "I know who it is. It's none of your business here, go back to sleep."
"Okay. The little one sleeps in the next room. If there's anything wrong with the master, just call the little one." The servant immediately resigned and closed the door tightly.
As expected by Shu, the downpour only fell for one day and one night, and the dams in the upstream county were washed away, affecting seven or eight townships in Suichang. Fortunately, the villagers evacuated in time and no casualties were caused, but the vast fertile fields were all submerged by Taotao floods, which also took away all the harvest in the first half of this year.
You Shu built a lot of shantytowns in the suburbs to resettle the victims, and opened warehouses in time to stock up on food, and boiled soups for disease prevention free of charge. Although their homes are buried in the water, the people affected by the disaster can live on. They have porridge to drink, medicine to eat, houses to live in, clothes to wear, and quilts to cover. They are very calm.
And the county magistrate issued a decree long ago, saying that after the flood receded, he would recruit corvée to build the destroyed dams, roads and bridges, post stations and other public facilities, and he would pay one tael of silver per month for food and housing. Ordinary low houses can be built with only a few taels of silver, that is to say, after a few months of work, the villagers can rebuild their homes. Not only that, the county magistrate also canceled the tax for the second half of the year, and distributed grain seeds to all villages and villages free of charge, so that everyone could make up for the harvest in time.
The promulgation of the decrees has completely relieved everyone's worries, so how can you not be grateful? It was only at this time that the people of Suichang understood why the county magistrate bought supplies a few days ago. He had long foreseen the impending natural disaster, and in order to ensure that the people under his rule could survive, he sold all his wealth one by one.
Even the illiterate peasants can roughly calculate the amount of silver needed to build such a huge shanty town, and to provide daily rice, soup, medicine, and clothing. The financial reports posted by the county magistrate on the public list were not even false.
Master Qingtian! A living Bodhisattva who saves suffering! How many lifetimes did the people of Suichang County have to accumulate virtues to meet such a good official who cared about the country and the people and died for himself? As soon as everyone saw the Xiao Zhao county magistrate passing by in a hurry, they automatically surrounded the past, or shouted hello, or ardently exhorted. They did not dare to kneel and worship, because the magistrate of Xiaozhao said that it was dangerous for many people to crowd together, and if they knelt down, a stampede might occur. He would rather be hurt himself than see everyone die in vain. It is his responsibility to let the people under his rule live and work in peace and contentment, and he does not need anyone to be grateful.
These words seem simple, but they really speak to everyone's heart. Since then, the people have hidden their gratitude in their hearts, and then strictly implemented the decrees of the magistrate of Xiaozhao. He asked everyone to pay attention to personal hygiene, and everyone took a bath; he asked everyone to take care of the elderly, the weak, women and children, and the young and strong men took the initiative to take the responsibility of taking care of everyone; he asked everyone to sprinkle lime on the edges and corners of the house, and the resettlement area was everywhere. The white rice powder can be seen; he isolates the slightly unwell person, and no one feels fear or hesitation, and immediately bids farewell to his relatives and goes elsewhere...
He instructed the people one by one, and handled the post-disaster matters in an orderly and proper manner. The flood is still raging, and the rain is still pouring, but Suichang's wife is peaceful and stable.
On the other hand, the surrounding counties have long since turned into a pot of porridge. Many villages were submerged by floods, causing countless casualties, but the county magistrate could not provide food for disaster relief, so he could only keep the surviving villagers out of the city gates and let them fend for themselves. Some people changed their sons to eat, some fell to the grass, and some committed suicide by jumping into the river. The scene was called purgatory on earth.
After hearing about the situation in Suichang County, a large number of disaster victims flocked, which doubled the pressure on Youshu. Fortunately, he was well prepared, and he was able to barely survive. After seven or eight days, the rain eased slightly, and the convoy of relief supplies sent by the imperial court finally arrived, first staying in the prefecture, and then distributing them from county to county. Suichang, which had the most victims, was the last to receive money and food, and the least amount.
Seeing the twenty trolleys slowly entering the city gate, Shu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but the imperial envoy was still grinning, as if he was in a very happy mood. He turned a blind eye to the emaciated victims crowded on both sides of the road, and cupped his hands, "Master Zhao, you have been waiting for a long time. Where is the warehouse, can you lead us there?"
"You don't need to go to the warehouse. You have been waiting for this batch of money and grain for a long time, so let's divide it up." Youshu raised a dagger and cut through the sacks on the top, and opened the wooden box containing the silver taels.
When the imperial envoy tried to stop it, it was too late. The sack was not rice, but fine sand; the wooden box contained not silver, but bricks. what 's wrong? The victims were stunned at first, and then they asked angrily, "Where's our food? Where's the silver? Where did you all get it?"
After being exploited for many years, how can they not be clear about the twists and turns here, it is nothing more than layers of deductions, and when the county magistrate Xiaozhao is detained, there is nothing. The top is full of personal pockets and fattening himself, but he ignores the real disaster victims? God, what the hell is this
What is even more hateful is that they also plan to frame the magistrate of Xiao Zhao by stealing the sky for the sun. If the county magistrate Xiaozhao did not inspect the supplies on the spot, but directly transported them into the warehouse, closed the door and opened it again, what would he say clearly when he distributed the money and grain next time
Maybe the above will sue him for a crime of greed for black ink and silver, but it will be beheaded! Such a vicious mind, such a filthy method! The victims were so angry that they pressed the imperial envoy to the ground and beat him for a long time. In the end, Shu spoke up to persuade them, and they were able to stop.
You Shu arrested everyone without any leakage, and kept 20 vehicles of criminal evidence, and then continued to resettle the victims. After the flood, he will definitely write a book about the matter and submit it to the new emperor to see how he handles it.
After another half a month, the floods slowly receded, and the victims began to rebuild their homes. However, many officers and soldiers from Suichang County came to bind Youshu and took her to the state prison for detention. It was not until this time that Shu Shu knew that the imperial court had already sent an imperial messenger to investigate the deduction of disaster silver. I don't know how the Wang Zhifu worked, but the imperial envoy thought that the disaster silver was not stolen by greedy ink, but was robbed by mountain bandits.
Youshu asked the imperial envoy to show evidence, and smiled contemptuously at Fang Fang, "The mountain bandits looted the counties and killed many officials, but they did nothing to Suichangqiu alone. How do you explain this?"
"How do you explain it? Because the bandits are also villagers who have suffered from disasters. They are benevolent and righteous. They can't bear to torture tens of thousands of compatriots in the city, and they can't bear to kill a good official like me!" Fingerprinted on the guilt. Youshu's reading ability is very strong, and she can see adverbs clearly and clearly with just a glance.
They actually planned to blame all the actions of Wang Zhifu on Youshu, and they found witnesses and created account books. The terms and conditions were all well-founded and logical. And that imperial envoy must have been bribed by them to cooperate with this matter.
You Shu felt desperate for the first time, because the imperial envoy actually had the sword of Shang Fang, which could be cut first and then played. That is to say, he can silence himself without bringing the case to Beijing for retrial, and the dirty water splashed on his head can never be washed away.
What to do now? You Shu thought for a moment, and finally bit his fingertips and drew a soul-releasing talisman on his forehead. When he was on the verge of life and death, the only person he could turn to for help was the Underworld Yama, which was a great irony.