On May 25th, the officials had dinner in the morning, all with dark circles under their eyes.
The circles under his eyes are not dark. He finished chatting with Magistrate Song in the toilet yesterday. After returning home, he drank the soothing soup, lit the soothing incense, and fell into a deep sleep in a short time.
Waking up in the morning feeling refreshed is the benefit of having a good doctor in the village.
Magistrate Song and others only had the soothing incense, but without the soup, they could still recall some fragments of their dreams when they woke up in the morning.
Officials don't put hot hand towels on their eyes. Cold water is more comfortable. Twelve hours a day, there is no time when it is not hot.
Others' breakfast consisted of yesterday's leftover mutton soup, pies, and side dishes.
What was prepared for the officials was fried slices of steamed buns, two fried eggs, mutton soup and a lot of dry food. I said there would be no more soup and side dishes.
The officials want to ride back and drink a lot of water...
I will bring them ice-cold mung bean water, which will probably get warm as they drink it. It will be almost time to return to Xuancheng.
The horses were also fed, and two carriages were taken with them. There were lamps and lamp oil for the officials. Just bring the animals and carriages back the next time you come.
I have been doing this all the time. The carriage that left last time came back yesterday. I felt that the horses were aggrieved and a little angry. I helped them stroke their manes for a while before lowering their heads to eat.
When the people in the yamen are well fed, the chief and Hanhan will send them out.
The magistrate of the Song Dynasty got on his horse and looked back: "When the autumn is waiting for the first exam every three years, I asked you how late it is going to be. Is the well water in a foreign country sweet? I will never forget the knowledge I have learned in this lifetime."
He was a little sad. He thought he would be promoted after the official evaluation this fall.
I want to laugh. You think you can leave because you are so small? Who will cooperate with Xiaqiu Village after you leave? Hanhan is sure that you all stay where you are right now.
But he couldn't laugh. He recalled that Hanhan seemed to have written a similar jingle.
So he replied: "Who said that dodder is better than rock, and it is not sad that the wind and rain rise in the autumn pond. With a thousand knots in my heart, I may look at the plum branches when I see you again."
Magistrate Song was stunned for a moment on his horse, what do you mean? Do you still want me to come over in winter? Then will I become an official?
After thinking about it, he still clasped his fists and rode away.
"See you, see you, hey hey hey hey! Cough cough cough..." Zhu Wentian shouted out hey again in a hurry, cough!
"You can't shout when you say hey. I coughed the last time I shouted to you." The manager whispered to Hanhan.
"I forgot, I was afraid that they would not be able to hear me if they were too far away. Cough! Cough!" Zhu Wentian felt very uncomfortable admitting his mistake.
"They really can't leave?" The mayor wanted to make sure.
"You were worried, so you wrote a letter and said: Chao Ganghu, summer and winter, how many people are prosperous around you? The prefecture and county are the same, governance is easy, but in the autumn, you are sad and separated?"
Zhu Wentian came up with the idea, let alone Zhu Yuanzhang's character, it was impossible to transfer people away. Even if someone wanted to transfer people, given these two sentences to Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang would still have to keep the people.
When it comes to relationships, tell Zhu Yuanzhang, among the current humerus ministers in the court, how many people are left who have walked with you through the four seasons? I am the same as you here, is it necessary for me to suffer the pain of separation just because of an assessment?
In fact, it is a threat. You all know that using someone close to you as a high-ranking official, but you have replaced someone here and I still have to spend time re-establishing a relationship?
"Oh, okay, I'll find an opportunity to write it in a few days. Don't let others know, otherwise Magistrate Song and the others will be so sad!"
The chief understands, yes, let’s do it. Do you want to leave? How can that work? I have prepared a lot of New Year things for you, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied.
"No, say, um!" Zhu Wentian nodded, and then hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!
Riding on their horses and getting further and further away, Magistrate Song and others, who were facing the sun, didn't know that the people in Xiaqiu Village were so bad! They are all thinking about how to live after being promoted.
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Two hundred acres of soybeans have begun to be harvested, and Xihe Village has been contracted by one village to do so. One day is enough to finish the harvest, as there are many people in their village.
Feng Gui came happily. His current position is stable, and no one in the whole village dares to refute his words.
The disobedient village tyrants were all punished, and it was useless to complain to the officials. The officials knew that Xihe Village was following the example of Xiaqiu Village in farming and breeding.
Xuancheng County Yamen expects all villages to become prosperous along with Xiaqiu Village. What does the village hegemon mean then? Whoever causes trouble will be locked up.
The key point is that the people in Xihe Village have received tangible benefits. After harvesting rapeseed and ramie this year, they pooled their money to buy 50 large livestock.
Coupled with the ducks and geese we raised before and the piglets we caught, good times are now.
"Yichang, the wasteland over there has been opened up and I'm going to plant wheat. You can help me choose the seeds! I'll give you more money."
You see, you select seeds, soak them in salt water, soak them in other water, and then dry them in the sun. What about alkali or copper? My village can't do that!
You might as well help all our villages to process the seeds, and we'll give them more money. "
Feng Gui discussed with the head of the village, don't let us do the seed selection and sterilization by ourselves. As we agreed at the beginning, you can confirm it again here.
"There is no need to add money, so how many seeds are taken away, how much wheat are given to us after harvesting, and the same goes for everything else.
After all, it is so far away, and every village is related to it.
Yesterday, Magistrate Song and the others came and talked about the silo. I will tell you about it, and you have to find someone to tell the other village chiefs. "
The head of the village promised that, as he said before, it would be unrealistic for each village to help select the seeds, unless the government takes the lead in centralized processing.
"I heard from officials passing by, did you drink mutton soup yesterday? Our village drinks chicken soup, and everyone asked me what the mutton soup tastes like. Hehehehehe..."
Feng Gui started laughing as he spoke, his laughter already given by Hanhan...
"I'm going to drink sheep soup today. I'll ask someone to kill the sheep and make some sheep's blood for you alone."
The manager is doing everything he can and eats whatever he wants. Feng Gui has the best relationship with him.
"Water will make your belly pop. Add some water to pop your belly." Feng Gui winked.
"Come on, let's not stand under the sun, okay?" The director broke away from the other party's hand holding his sleeve and walked towards the shade.
"Sour plum soup, iced sour plum soup. I know you have it in your village. Give me a bowl first. Hanhan, do you want to drink it?"
Feng Guipi! Talking to the chief was not enough, so he turned around and asked Hanhan again.
Zhu Wentian was also hot and unwilling to speak, but why was this man so arrogant? I really want to pick it up and throw it to the ground.
"Hanhan, it's me! Drink, let's go, hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian reached out and grabbed the other person's front skirt and strode towards the shed.
"I'm going to go by myself, Hanhan, hey! I can't breathe, Yichang, help me, Hanhan, let go, I'm going to go by myself..."
Feng Gui screamed at first, then groaned, and was finally dragged under the shed. He sat directly on the ground, wheezing.
No one pitied him, including the people in his own village. The Hanhan from Xiaqiu Village was really strong and could catch people as if they were chickens.
Feng Gui calmed down for a while, then stood up and picked up the sour plum soup to drink: "Thankfully there are no other villages competing with your village for water, otherwise your Hanhan family would be enough for just one person."
"Our village can dig its own wells. It is impossible to start a fight with other villages anywhere, unless they want to fight us for no reason. They just don't like our village and want to fight us."
The chief took out some rough paper and wiped Hanhan's sweat. It took a lot of effort to drag a person over.
