Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 104 Let them fight
Chengdu Mansion, Chengdu County, Xinzheng District.

Although this administrative region does not have the prosperity and prosperity of Qingyang District, which is "the sound of Dianmao, golden ten thousand taels", nor does it have the openness of Shenghua District, where Wanbang comes to court and exchanges what is needed.

But the people living in this administrative area naturally have a condescending temperament.

Without him, the reason is that the only Chengdu county government in the entire empire that can govern thirteen administrative districts at the county level is located here.

With such a special administrative status, many ordinary people mistakenly think that Chengdu County is Chengdu Prefecture.

As such a large county with the core area of ​​the entire Land of Abundance, the county government system in Chengdu County is so simple that it is a bit shabby, even a bit inferior to the county government in Mianzhou County.

There are no corridor pilasters carved with dragons and phoenixes in the entire county office, nor are there quiet and elegant courtyard landscapes.

The only thing that can be called valuable is a plaque hanging on the beam of the main entrance written by Emperor Longwu himself: The government is smooth and the people are harmonious.

At this moment, in the depths of the county government office, there is only a little fire in a shabby study room.

The violent wind and rain beat against the doors and windows of the study, and occasionally gusts of wind rushed in along the cracks in the wall, excitedly blowing the water vapor rising above the copper pot.

"Eating rolled tofu with salted vegetables, the emperor and the prime minister are not as good as me."

In the playful singing, a pair of chopsticks with bamboo scars dipped into the milky white soup, gently scooped up a piece of soft boiled tofu, and wrapped it gently in the saucer.

"Leave your innocence in the world."

The old man with gray temples swallowed a mouthful of sweetness, tasted the delicate touch between his lips and teeth, and shook his head intoxicated.

At this moment, a middle-aged scholar with a beautiful beard walked in quietly, and gave the Confucian disciple salute to the old man who was enjoying the pickled vegetables and tofu in front of him.

"My lord, I have already found out. The person who bombed the logistics of the Shu Road is the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club in Chongqing. The leader is Gong Qinghong, code-named 'Si Tiao'. It is my negligence of duty to let these bandits cross the border this time. Please punish me."

The old man turned a deaf ear to his words, and still enjoyed the food in the pot slowly.

The old man put down the chopsticks until the bamboo chopsticks could no longer pick up a piece of tofu in the pot, then grabbed the corner of the robe under his buttocks and wiped his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the middle-aged scholar's tight mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

Civilian gowns, which symbolize the power of government affairs in Chengdu County, are being used as mouthwashes!
If this news gets out, the county magistrate will probably be drowned in the saliva of the Legalist censors.

The middle-aged scholar hesitated for a moment, and tentatively asked: "My lord, should we do something? After all, the Wu family has gone too far this time."

The old man took a sip of the anti-greasy tea, swirled it from side to side in his mouth a few times before swallowing it, and asked lazily, "How to do it?"

The middle-aged scholar twitched his beard and remained silent.

"Now that the Gu family is on fire, no one is pleasing to the eye. You are asking for trouble when you send your Tianfu guards to the logistics of Shu Road at this time. The people of the Gu family probably think you are joking that they can't even keep their own property."

There was a smile in the old man's words, obviously mocking the Gu family.

"This time there is only one recommendation from the imperial court for the entire Chengdu Mansion. The old people in the Gu and Wu clans have been dying and retreating. They can't even keep their positions as third-class elites. At this time, when don't you work hard? It's understandable, isn't it, Yaozong."

"My lord, what you said is true."

Huang Yaozong, who is in charge of the entire Chengdu County garrison force, served as the county lieutenant and director of the garrison bureau, responded repeatedly: "But this time the Wu family really went a little too far. For our Confucianism, they actually spend money to hire these gangsters. It's really rude.

The old man joked, "I think you're still annoyed at the fact that the Wu family bought your inspector named Luo Zhen?"

"Luo Zhen's intentions are not righteous, and he deserves to die. I'm worried that the two families will take this opportunity to tear each other apart and kill each other."

Huang Yaozong expressed his concern, "After all, there are some old people who are accompanying the capital Jinling to serve. If the matter becomes a big deal, I'm afraid the Lord will be held accountable."

"Accountable to me, just a few silverfish who are old and not dead are worthy?"

The old man snorted disdainfully, and his shriveled body, which couldn't even support his robes, suddenly showed awe-inspiring arrogance.

Huang Yaozong's eyes were in a trance, and he suddenly remembered that the adult in front of him was not an ordinary character.

To be able to take up the fat and oily position of the magistrate of Chengdu County in the year of Dayan, his background is probably stronger than that of the Gu and Wu families combined.

It's a pity that the county magistrate of himself usually doesn't show his mountains and dews. He just suppressed all opposition voices with thunderous means at the beginning of his tenure, and made Shenghua District the first area to open a port in Shu, realizing the regional economic jump twice in three years.

The rest of the time, I just like to stay in this simple study and study some food and drink, and I don't care about government affairs at all.

Otherwise, the boss is so tired and lazy, and the county Weiping himself doesn't have to endure so many grievances during the day.

Just as Huang Yaozong was thinking about it, the old man's voice came from beside his ear.

"Let them make a fuss. There is no movement from the magistrate's yamen. Why are we in a hurry? And if Gu Yong and Wu Gong have the ability to clean up each other this time, I don't mind recommending him personally, and I can even give him the position of county magistrate."

Huang Yaozong heard the old man's heroic words, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart, who doesn't know that Mr. Fu Yin has been studying in Donglin Academy for many years, how could someone in the magistrate's yamen take action against the powerful.

But he still agreed: "My lord is talking about the losses caused by those two families."

"I will write them down one by one, and send the bill directly to their patriarch in Jinling. If someone does not pay, I will immediately go to Donglin Academy to find the magistrate, and take away their titles!"

"Understood, this subordinate will do it now."

Huang Yaozong bowed, and when he retreated to the door of the study, he heard the old man shout, "I'm out of tofu, bring me another plate."

The middle-aged scholar poked his teeth in response, closed the door and left.

The sound of people was silent, but the sound of rain remained.

The old man was lying on the oily and slippery armchair, looking at the soup still tumbling in the copper pot, lost in thought for a long time.

Suddenly, the old man frowned, raised his hand and patted his neck, talking to himself with anger on his face.

"Now the legalist and Zongheng swords are almost on our own necks, and the Yinyang family's magic sticks are also hiding in the corner, ready to move, all of them are still fucking fighting among themselves!"

"The supervisor of ceremonies has only been dead for a few years, the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten?!"

The old man lost his appetite at the moment, so he stood up abruptly, swung his sleeves and cursed: "When the fucking table is overturned, everyone will squat down with chopsticks and beg for food! The sea is full of books, full of dead wood and ashes. Bah, I'm going to fuck your mother's book business!"

(End of this chapter)