Seeing Yu Jihan deep in thought, Li Silang felt uneasy.
He knew that he was taking advantage of his relationship with his godfather, which seemed a bit like using power for personal gain.
But he had no choice. The two classmates not only grew up together, but also passed the imperial examination together and went to a brothel together.
They never made a request, this was the only request.
"Of course." Yu Jihan just pondered for a while and then gave the answer.
Li Silang just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect Yu Jihan to agree.
Jia Li was even more stunned. Could it be that Yu Jihan wanted to use his power for personal gain for the sake of his godson?
But he thought about it, this money was originally provided by Zhaojiazhuang, and the government was just in name. I wonder if it was using power for personal gain?
Seeing Jia Li's puzzled face, Yu Jihan knew he had to explain clearly.
He glanced at the two people and said calmly: "Although this night school is called a school, there are only two people at present. How can it be called a school? It is almost the same as a private school."
"It does make sense, but there are not many naturalized people coming to study at the moment." Of course Jia Li would not object, just a reminder.
"It is true that there are not many naturalized people at present." Yu Jihan nodded, and then suddenly changed the topic, "As this group of naturalized people learn, more and more naturalized people will join the ranks of studying."
"Yu Lao thinks of the long-term, and I'll teach you." Jia Li put down his tea cup and bowed respectfully to Yu Jixuan.
Li Silang couldn't help but be overjoyed that his godfather was indeed kind to him.
Although it is expected that more and more naturalized people will be required to study, it is not known when this will be achieved.
Thinking of this, he respectfully bowed deeply to Yu Jixuan with his hands and forehead, and solemnly expressed his gratitude.
Yu Jihan stroked his beard and nodded, and said lightly: "The little saint's night school is in other workshops, and there are basically hundreds of people."
Li Silang couldn't help but be overjoyed that his two classmates had a way out.
Li Silang was happy, but someone was unhappy, and very unhappy.
This person is none other than Xu Yue, the magistrate of Lingquan County.
Xu Yue was drinking tea in the elegant room on the second floor of Zui Chunfeng Teahouse in Taoyuan Town, doing nothing all day long.
Although he was extremely unhappy in his heart, he still looked calm and composed on the surface.
But not long after I drank tea, even though I was forced to suppress it, it was still a little sour.
"It's just a frown, but it's in my heart." While reciting Li Qingzhao's words, I couldn't help but shake my head, with a sour taste in my heart.
Of course Xu Mou knew what he was thinking and comforted him: "Sir, be more open-minded."
"Uncle Clan, what's going on with the court and the people now?" Xu Yue frowned and sighed while drinking tea.
Xu Mou thought for a moment and said, "That's not entirely true. There are gains and losses here."
"There are gains and losses. Where are the gains and losses?" Xu Yue's eyes lit up when he heard that Xu Mou had gains and losses.
Xu Mou put down the tea cup and gave examples one by one with his fingers.
"First, Lingquan County is already in a mess now. We need money but no money, we need goods but no goods, and we need people but no one." Xu Mou pressed down a finger and said, "Now the warehouse can run away mice. As for people, except in Zhaojiazhuang Those who make a living in workshops, most of the rest serve in Chidao."
Xu Yue nodded and agreed with Xu Mou's view.
Xu Mou pressed down his second finger: "Lingquan County is now a crater and has erupted. Not only do the officials and minor officials have no salary, but now even the officials do not receive salary."
Xu Yue was frightened when he heard this.
In order to build this Chidao, he not only emptied all the government warehouses in Lingquan County, but also all the private savings.
In particular, officials and miscellaneous officials have not had their salaries for several months.
Yang Zhen, the clerk of the miscellaneous house, was from a good family, and since he was devoted to advancement, he did not dare to ask for a salary.
Yin Zhen was promoted by Xu Yue. Although he had resentment in his heart, he did not dare to show it.
However, Jiang Mingli, Qin Xian and others gave up and discussed one after another that they must win their salaries.
Jiang Mingli said to Qin Xian: "Ziyou (Qin Xian's nickname), this is a rule set by the little saint. Master Xu must not be allowed to break the rules."
"Although it is a rule set by a little saint, in the entire Song Dynasty, except for a few county officials and minor officials, there is no salary at all." Qin Xian frowned, worried.
Jiang Mingli shook his head and said confidently: "Let me solve this problem, but the prerequisite is that all the junior officials must unite, and you will take the initiative."
"Is that okay? After all, Mr. Xu is transferred from other places. He may not follow the rules of Lingquan County." Qin Xian was not as optimistic as Jiang Mingli.
Jiang Mingli took a sip of tea and said in a very calm voice: "If you haven't tried it, how do you know it won't work?"
Hearing that Jiang Mingli had calculated his success, Qin Xian felt a little more likely to win. He bowed his hand and went to find other officials.
"People decide what to do and what to do depends on God. Please God bless me." After Qin Xian left, Jiang Mingli's face no longer looked as calm as before.
The weather was cloudy at this time, and the gloomy sky seemed like the face of Xu Yue, the current magistrate.
After thinking about it, Jiang Mingli came to Zhao Ping's memorial tablet, offered incense respectfully, and muttered something: "Please bless me, little saint. If this is successful, I will burn incense every day, and the incense will continue to burn."
Under the leadership of the two men, they soon joined forces and found Xu Yue in the public house.
Xu Yue spoke eloquently, and his tone was exactly as Qin Xian expected: "Except for Lingquan County, Jintang County, and Changyuan County, the officials and minor officials in other counties have no salary at all."
"Master Xu, that's not what you're saying. Except for these three counties, the officials and miscellaneous officials in other counties were openly admitted through the scholar method?" Jiang Mingli asked while saluting.
Xu Yue turned around and shook his head: "The three counties are special cases, but the officials and miscellaneous officials do not have salaries. This is the case throughout the Song Dynasty, and it is also the official rule."
"Mr. Xu, the scholar examination is recognized by the imperial court, and the top three are awarded as Jinshi." Jiang Mingli was not angry. He still saluted and patiently tried to reason with Xu Mou.
Xu Yue rolled his eyes and wanted to say that if Zhao Ping did it, let's go find Zhao Ping.
But if he says this, it will only appear that he is incompetent.
When Liang Shanqiu, the former magistrate of Lingquan County, left, there was a whole room worth of money in the warehouse.
However, after Xu Yue took office, in just one month, not only was the warehouse empty, but various construction sections were also owed at least tens of thousands of dollars.
Xu Yue rolled his eyes and waved his hands: "This county also knows your difficulties, but there is indeed no money in the warehouse at present, and even this county has not received any salary."
"Then Mr. Xu admits that the salary of the little people is just temporarily withheld?" Jiang Mingli bowed his hands and asked calmly.
Xu Yue nodded and had no choice but to agree: "Indeed, in order to build this road of good deeds and good deeds, Lingquan County has suffered a shortfall from everyone, and it will be made up for in the future."
Jiang Mingli nodded and said to the various officials, miscellaneous officials, and petty officials who came together: "Everyone, did you hear Master Xu clearly?"
"Master Xu has already agreed, but the shortfall is temporary and will be made up for later." Everyone said loudly together.
Xu Yue didn't expect Jiang Mingli's move, and his face turned pale.
He just spoke to Jiang Mingli alone, just to use a delaying method.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingli announced it to all the officials, miscellaneous officials and minor officials in front of him.
If he does not agree, he will offend the public.
He had no choice but to come out and salute everyone outside the house: "Since the county has agreed, as long as we have the money, we will make up for it."
Although Xu Yue agreed, he still didn't want to give these miscellaneous officials the salary of minor officials.
In his opinion, one of them can undermine Zhao Ping's prestige, after all, it was Zhao Ping who did it.
Secondly, there is indeed no money in the warehouse. Even the money owed to various shopkeepers in the construction section is unknown when it will be repaid.
The first point is secondary, the second point is the key. He finally realized the feeling of being stumped by a hero with a penny.
He had never been a leader before, only a deputy. He had not experienced such a situation.
Being a leader requires not only political performance, but also satisfying the needs of his subordinates.
In particular, political performance is exactly the opposite of eating, drinking, and peeing under his subordinates.
Political achievements are not so easy to create, but rely on money investment.
And it’s not enough if you have less money, you have to invest a lot of money.
In order to achieve this, which was the first road in the Song Dynasty for all people to accumulate good deeds, the government warehouses were emptied of savings, and the people's savings were emptied, and even their salaries could not be paid out.
If I were still in Lingquan County, I would definitely suffer from the pain of not having money every day.
Although he now leaves the Lingquan County government and loses power, he is also freed from the pain of having no money.
Thinking of this, Xu Yue nodded and felt a little calmer.
Xu Yue hid in Taoyuan Mountain without the face to come down, and all the burden fell on Cheng Liang.
The government could hardly release salaries, and business in Lingquan County was in a slump.
Now that Xu Yue was hiding on Taoyuan Mountain and unable to come down, hundreds of officials, miscellaneous officials, and minor officials found Cheng Liang.
"Cheng Xiancheng, please, I can't open the pot anymore." A petty official knelt in front of Cheng Liang.
Another clerk's eyes were also red, and he begged bitterly: "I have no money, so I borrow it from my clan relatives, but my clan relatives don't have any. I borrow it from my father-in-law, but my father-in-law's house is also empty."
"Cheng County Cheng, there will no longer be any salary, and the villain has no choice but to go out and beg." A petty official wiped his red eyes and said with great sadness.
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Cheng Liang felt like his head was spinning. It was obviously Xu Yue, the county magistrate, who had caused the matter. Why should he be the one to solve it?
Now he finally understood the feeling of being the leader of Xu Yue, with the crater sitting under his butt.
Xu Yue ran to Taoyuan Town to have a good time and get relief temporarily.
He also wanted to escape, but he couldn't, he had to face it.
Thinking of this, he thought about it during the day and tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep.
Madam Cheng Feng kept tapping him with her fingers, but he seemed unconscious.
She simply scratched his vital parts again, wanting to be intimate with him, but he seemed to be a different person today.
The two were originally a young couple, and when they were getting along well, Cheng Liang didn't have the slightest interest in it, which made Cheng Feng feel very strange.
"My lord, do you dislike me?" Cheng Feng's eyes suddenly turned red and she asked with a sob.
Cheng Liang was extremely upset at this time and pushed her away: "I feel really uncomfortable for my husband. I'll wait for another day."
"Another day, why another day? I know that the official must have an outside wife now, and I begin to dislike me." As she spoke, Cheng Feng began to cry.
Cheng Liang had no choice but to suppress his unhappiness and hugged her tightly with his right hand, but made no further moves.
At the same time, he had to tell his wife everything he had encountered today.
Cheng Feng turned her anger into joy, nodded his forehead with her finger, and smiled.
Cheng Liang couldn't help being surprised: "Madam, when you see the officials are incompetent, do you also laugh at them?"
"Of course, I laughed at the official for not finding the key." Cheng Feng laughed again.
Cheng Liang turned over, hugged her tightly with both hands, thought for a moment and asked, "Which key is it?"
"If a key opens a lock, there will naturally be someone who can unlock it." Cheng Feng shook her head and said angrily, "Officials are really stupid and ignorant, and they will not take advantage of good opportunities."
Cheng Liang scratched his head: "What an opportunity, why don't you think of it?"
"Isn't there someone in Lingquan County who has a four-wheeled carriage? Of course he has a way." Cheng Feng reminded him.
In Lingquan County, only Yujihan had a four-wheeled carriage, and Cheng Liang understood immediately.
But then Cheng Liang shook his head: "My husband had thought about it at first, but it was a matter of asking for help, so it was difficult to ask."
"The official is overthinking. The official is a member of the Little Saint, and he is also a member of the Little Saint. You might as well listen to his tone." Cheng Feng tapped Cheng Liang's forehead with her finger again and continued to remind.
Although Yu Jihan was also an official, he did not participate in the trouble.
More importantly, he and Jia Li are in charge of Chidao Construction and must not make any mistakes.
In fact, he, Li Zhihao and others are confident. They have shares in Zhaojiazhuang Workshop.
The income from these shares far exceeded his salary, which was why he was able to generously give his godson a ten-guan pick-up card as a meeting gift.
When he saw Cheng Liang coming to him with a gift, he didn't know what Cheng Liang was thinking.
He didn't comment, and drank tea while deep in thought.
Cheng Liang couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that Mr. Yu couldn't do anything?
