Crossing straight to the blue sky

Chapter 417
Qingyun complained a lot, she was very bitter, she was very bitter, her life was difficult and difficult, even more bitter than Huang Lian, which made the horse owner Bo embarrassed to say it.

Ma Zhubo's salary was also made by Qingyun, so what can he say.

Having said that, the county magistrate was right. The county government office is indeed dilapidated, no different from the ruins, and no one can live there at all.It's not wrong that the county magistrate pushed for reconstruction, but because the county magistrate's house on this piece of land was built at the expense of the county magistrate, we can't insist that it is the county magistrate!
What's more, the adults are still outside, and a piece of land is enclosed as a post to the county government, so there is nothing to say.

Ma owner Bo didn't find out at all, he was taken into the ditch by Qingyun, and left with the blueprint.

"I'll show the blueprint to the old grandson, and I'll give you a message tomorrow."

"Okay, the horse owner Bo walk slowly!"

Qingyun put away her mourning face, happily watched Ma Zhubo leave, and picked up the files on the desk to read, she was idle, just read it as a story.

Occupying the position of county magistrate, she may not do anything, but she has to understand what the magistrate should do.

To tell the truth, the county government really has no official business to do.

Qishan was controlled by bandits in the past, and the people endured everything and everything. Bandits are not reasonable people.It's useless if you can't bear it. In the past, the Qishan County Office was vacant.

Qingyun has been here for a few months. Except for the people in the county town, the villagers in other places in Qishan do not know that the Qishan county government has a new magistrate, and they only came to the county government to have a meeting to know about it.

What do the people of the county town say?

They did not reject Qingyun's arrival, and also concealed his whereabouts from the bandits. To be honest, they were not optimistic about Qingyun.A county magistrate with no power, no power, no soldiers, how can they be optimistic?

Therefore, they used to endure things as before, and couldn't bear to look for the horse owner Bo to find a way. No one thought about looking for the county magistrate.

Therefore, Qingyun has been here for a few months, and he has no official business at all, and the files he read are from more than ten years ago.

During these days, Du Chun'an was to organize these files, sort out the useful ones, and put them back into the new archives.

Qingyun flipped through the pages for an hour, and went back to Song Wenqian to read, and he had to make up for the lost progress.

The daily schedule is full.

Practice for an hour in the morning and evening, then spend all the time in the morning for reading, in the afternoon for official business for an hour, review for an hour, practice calligraphy for an hour in the evening, and even spend noon with Qingtian.

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In the morning, the owner of the horse, Bo, came to the office of the county government office, and when he saw Qingyun, he first said hello, and then said: "Sir, Lao Suntou has seen the drawings. He can build this house, but there are some materials. We don't have it in Qishan. It's going to take some effort. Your lord, you see?"

If the county magistrate was to build something ordinary, the old grandson looked for alternative materials. If it was built according to the drawings, the precious flowers, plants, and precious wood must be bought outside.

The bandits in Qishan have been wiped out, and it is convenient and safe to go in and out. Going out to buy is not a problem, it just takes time to go back and forth.

"I'm not in a hurry, just have a few houses to live in a few years ago, and let him build it according to the best." Qingyun smiled and seemed to be very talkative.Now that she wants to build a house, she naturally wants to build the best one, and she is not short of money.

Do something wrong to yourself.

"With the words of the adults, the old grandson is relieved." The owner of the horse is very happy, and the county magistrate is reasonable, so the old grandson can do things with confidence.

"You ask the old grandson to come to the county office. No, Shangguan, I will ask carefully if there is anything inappropriate to modify. The drawings are provided by me, and the person who built the house is him."

"Okay, in the afternoon, I'll let the old grandson come over." The horse owner said.

On the mountain road leading from Qishan to the outside, a group of people dressed in rags hurried away.This pedestrian is Huang Kun and the others who went out to recruit people.It was Heiba ​​who led the way. He came from outside and knew where there were many refugees.

"Brother Kun, are we really going to recruit troops?" A brother glanced at the black bus in front of him and asked in a low voice.

When I was in the cottage, the big guys didn't think much about it. When they heard that they could go outside, they were all excited. After walking for a few days, everyone realized the taste.

This is not right!

"Brother Kun, Master Qing has more than 1000 people in his hands. After deducting hundreds of villagers, there are still hundreds of people. It was used to suppress bandits, and it is reasonable to recruit people. After the bandits are over, it is against the rules to recruit so many people. !"

According to the regulations of the county magistrate, Qing Ye's arresting and fast yamen has seriously exceeded.According to the laws of the imperial court, the maximum number of yamen to be arrested is [-], and the county magistrate is not qualified to have private soldiers.Only princes, county masters, princesses, and royal relatives are eligible to have private soldiers, and private soldiers are also limited in number, not arbitrarily set.

There can be garrisoned troops in a locality, and the number of garrisoned troops is also stipulated, and the garrison of troops in one place does not exceed 5000.

But looking at Qingyun's meaning, he wants to pull an army, or a private army, not hundreds of thousands of people, but an army of tens of thousands.

An army of tens of thousands, what does he want to do?
Thinking hard!
Everyone wiped the cold sweat from their heads, they can't think too much!
If this matter is exposed, the nine clans will be implicated.

Even if they were born in the Meng family army, even if they fell into the den of bandits, even if they were burdened with grievances, they still had a sense of righteousness in their bones.

Doesn't Huang Kun know?He knows!Since he decided to follow Qing Ye, those principles were all abandoned.

"We are no longer soldiers at the border, not the Meng family army. It's not up to us to decide whether we can do it. There are a few things that Master Qing did that conforms to the rules. Don't forget, we also killed the soldiers at the border, and come back to guard. Aren't those principles ridiculous?"

The crowd fell silent.

"Besides, who said that the people who were recruited were the army? The Qishan Mountains are vast and sparsely populated, ten villages are empty, and the outside world is severely droughty, and the people are displaced. Accepting refugees to settle in Qishan will give the common people a way to live. It is a matter of accumulation to reduce the burden on the imperial court.”

These words were said to him by Master Qing when he came out.

Listen to what Qing Ye said. He couldn't bear the destruction of the common people's homes and eased the burden on the court. Every excuse stood at the top of morality. Anyone who stopped him had either bad intentions or ulterior motives!
Or turn it over so you can say, are you dissatisfied with the court?
Everyone is more silent!It can still be understood.

Heiba, who was leading the way, accidentally saw Huang Kun and the others gathered together, his eyes flashed, and he stared at them from the corner of his eye.

Huang Kun and the others spoke in relatively few voices, but he had better ears and could not hear them fully.

　Thank you Qiao Qiaomei, listening to the wind, the love of roses and peony, the swallow is small, the monthly vote, huh?

　　
　
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