"Spring plowing is almost over. Can the counties make good arrangements for this year?"
After taking a sip of snuff, Yangzhou Magistrate Zhao Antai sat leisurely on the Taishi chair and basked in the sun.
March of the second year of Shaowu's reign was just the time for Yangzhou to see the warmth of spring and the flowers blooming, especially in this peaceful season, it was even more rare.
The Qianliang Master on the side naturally understood what Dong Weng meant, and hurriedly said: "Every county has made arrangements, and the summer harvest will not be delayed. Compared with previous years, there are many more seeds."
According to the rules over the years, as filial piety, a certain amount of silver must be submitted to the county magistrate for each mile, and the county magistrate will hand over part of it to the prefect.
The money basically depends on the summer harvest. If it is a good year, it will be more, and if it is a bad year, it will be less. This can be negotiated.
After all, those who pay are all local chiefs and belong to the powerful faction.
"It'll be fine if it's done properly."
Zhao Antai sighed, but felt nothing in his heart.
The Qianliang Master on the side was a little curious. The salary for this year was only a few thousand taels of silver, and in a prosperous place like Yangzhou, tens of thousands of taels were common.
"Why did Dong Weng sigh?"
"Hey, you don't understand!"
Zhao Antai rubbed his eyes and said helplessly: "Pecked at the letter from my colleague, he said that the governor's yamen will be the same as our government yamen. The government yamen has six departments and the county yamen has six rooms. His governor's yamen will have six place."
"This? It seems that the governor is in name only and has become a permanent official in a real sense."
Master Qianliang exclaimed.
"You don't understand." Magistrate Zhao sighed and said, "I will be promoted in the future, and I will have new arrangements. The governor of the Sixth Division is my responsibility for promotion."
"Ah?" Master Qianliang was horrified and said with a pale face: "Doesn't that mean that Dong Weng will be appointed as a subordinate?"
"You can't say that."
Zhao Antai hesitated and hesitated: "That is also an official. After starting from the fourth-grade official rank, using it as a stepping stone, you can be promoted to the positions of chief envoy, inspector, etc."
"It's not an official, it's an official. That's right, it's an official."
"But you have changed from a sitting official to a subordinate official!"
"Nonsense. When you are an official in the same dynasty, you only have superiority and inferiority. How can there be distinction between master and subordinate?"
Zhao Antai scolded him and immediately woke Master Qian Liang up and hurriedly apologized.
"Forget it, I won't pay attention to you." After saying that, he called out: "Steward, go and get my name badge and the gift. I'm going to report to Governor Du about the spring plowing..."
After he had finished his work and was about to leave, the porter suddenly came to report: "There are several carriages blocking the way at the master's door. Several magistrates below have come to see him and report on official business."
"Damn, why didn't I think of this?"
Zhao Antai stroked his forehead and said with a smile: "Those county magistrates will also fill my six subjects in the future."
Today's official is tomorrow's official. It can be said that the situation is changing!
After working for a long time and receiving a lot of elegant gifts, such as paintings and calligraphy, Zhao Tai went out urgently this time.
When he arrived at the governor's Yamen, he saw busy traffic at the door, with dozens of sedans almost blocking the road.
It turned out that these people were all here to congratulate Governor Du.
After the restructuring of the Self-Defense Institute was successfully implemented, Du Yinxi gained the trust of the emperor. Today, an imperial edict was passed down and his wife was given the imperial title of Lady Gongren.
For Du Yinxi, this is a huge honor, comparable to being a Jinshi, honoring the ancestors, and being written into the family tree.
Anyone who is not a fool can see that he has a bright future. In a few years, he will be promoted to the central government and hold important positions in the six ministries. If Jian is in the heart of the emperor, it is normal for him to join the cabinet.
After waiting for a long time, Zhao Antai entered and saw the tired Du Yinxi and Governor Du.
"Why, Zhao Yangzhou is also here to congratulate you? You and I are so close, so there is no need to be so anxious!"
Du Yinxi joked.
In ordinary times, he is also a fun-loving and gentle man, who is completely different from the political strongman.
Of course, this is also the reason why he is in a good mood.
Zhao Antai could only smile and say: "Being an official and being close to the water and the terrace is only the icing on the cake."
As he spoke, he flattered a few more words, and his words became a little more submissive. The meaning of surrender was very obvious.
After talking for a quarter of an hour, he left.
At this time, it was already the second watch of the day, and the moon was at the zenith.
Shaking his head tiredly, Du Yinxi glanced at the dozen or so letters piled high on the other side, all of which, without exception, were respectful greetings to him.
Among the nine prefectures and one prefecture in Jiangsu Province (Xuzhou), the nearest magistrate of Yangzhou was the last to know. He had just arrived when everyone else's letters had arrived.
Obviously, this prefect Zhao is not very popular.
"The governor has a huge crowd, why isn't he happy?"
Master Xing Ming on the side walked over and said: "All the nine prefectures and states have expressed their compliance. It seems that the new policy is going smoothly in Jiangsu. Dongweng's future is boundless!"
"It's not about respecting me, but respecting the official position."
Du Yinxi smiled bitterly and said: "People in the world are so eager for official positions that they have probably forgotten their ambition to help the world and save the people. This is true for all nine prefectures and states in Jiangsu."
"Sixth Division, Fourth Grade, what a good official position, it makes the prefect submit to me. He was gnashing his teeth at me before, but now he is groveling."
"Dong Weng, everything has pros and cons, don't get carried away." Master Qianliang noticed that the governor was somewhat dissatisfied with the imperial policy, and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
"You're right, I'm stunned." Du Yinxi hurriedly shook his head to calm down.
Immediately, he looked at the two of them and said: "Since the governor's office has six offices and the prefects have been promoted, there is no need for Xuzhou to exist."
"Sir, please draft a memorial for me. I will submit it to the imperial court and change the state to a prefecture."
The states in the Ming Dynasty were divided into Zhili states and Sanzhous (county level).
For example, Xuzhou is a prefecture under the jurisdiction of the province. Its status is one level higher than that of the prefecture, and it is the promotion level of the prefecture.
Now that the Sixth Governor's Office has come out, Zhili Prefecture naturally no longer needs to exist.
Of course, this is unfair to those officials in Zhili Prefecture, which is equivalent to the Jiang rank, but there is no way, the general trend is here.
"Dong Weng is wise." The two masters immediately admired him.
Du Yinxi's ability to figure out people's hearts can be said to have reached its peak. In one word, he followed the trend and gained a lot of political capital for himself.
Everyone knows that it is imperative to abolish the state and change the government, but few people dare to bring it up because it is an offending thing.
But Du Yinxi dared to mention it without fear of offending others.
In this way, for the cabinet ministers and even the emperor, Du Yinxi must have left a mark in their hearts that they dare to do things.
There are tens of thousands of ministers in the world, and it is extremely precious to be able to leave an impression on the cabinet and the emperor's mind.
Sure enough, Du Yinxi's memorial immediately caused waves in the government and the public.
Many people gritted their teeth, but more people clapped their hands in admiration. They were deeply impressed by its boldness.
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