Li Maofang arrived in Pingyuan County.
His treatment was no better than Gao Qidian.
"I am the new governor of Shandong, Li Maofang."
"I know."
He announced his home dignifiedly, but was met with a casual response from the junior officer.
Li Maofang was furious.
"Since you know that I am the governor, why did you stop me?"
The young officer chuckled.
"Is there any proof?"
Li Maofang fluttered her sleeves angrily.
"How dare you stop me even though you are just a good person?"
The officer was angry.
With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen muskets were aimed at Li Maofang.
The muzzle of the gun was black, carrying the fear of the abyss that preyed on people.
Li Maofang broke out in cold sweat.
He was a second-grade official, and if he died in the hands of a group of ignorant soldiers, he would become an eternal joke.
After signaling, the servant came forward and took out the seal and the pardon, which proved his identity.
That's it, still not released.
The young officer hurried away, and after a while, a young man in strange clothes came back.
Li Maofang's eyes widened when she saw the person coming.
It's just that this person has short hair, just an inch. The clothes he was wearing were not official Taoist robes, but a short black dress that he had never seen before.
Shandong locals were not surprised at all when they saw it, they knew it was a uniform (Mao suit).
But in Li Maofang's eyes, it was immoral.
Young people are the easiest to change things like customs.
Therefore, after Zuo Menggeng took the lead in shaving his hair and introducing uniforms, older people were still getting used to it, but many young people followed suit.
People with short hair abound in Linqing, Dongchang, Anshan Lake, Dongping, Jiaozhou Bay and Denglai.
After actually shaving their hair short, people quickly discovered the benefits.
Especially in factories, short hair greatly avoids accidents and reduces the rate of work-related injuries.
With actual results, more and more people are cutting their hair short without the government's deliberate promotion.
The same goes for simple clothing.
It's not a matter of customs, it's purely a practical consideration.
Young people in government prefer uniforms.
Because it is light.
They are the ones who do the most errands, so wearing long robes and official uniforms is fine for sitting in the office, but once they have to move, it is really a drag.
The young man walking over didn't know that he had become a monster in Li Maofang's eyes.
"Master Li, I am Wang Zesheng from the Protocol Department of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Shandong Administrative Committee. I have been ordered to come to receive you."
"What...what committee...what...what...Foreign Affairs Department..."
Li Maofang's head was filled with paste.
As we get older, our ability to accept new things is very insufficient. And listening to these novel terms, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Wang Zesheng is the fourth graduate of the senior school. Because he is smart, eloquent, and careful, he just happened to be established in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so he took over and was responsible for the reception.
Since Shandong's political power has not yet been established, his current job is more to receive businessmen who come to negotiate with the government.
This was the first time he was responsible for receiving court officials, and he was actually a little nervous.
"Let me solemnly explain that the Shandong Administrative Committee is the highest administrative body of our Shandong Province. In other words, from now on, all government affairs in Shandong Province will be handled by our Administrative Committee."
Li Maofang understood what he was saying and became furious.
"Asshole. Are you going to rebel?"
Wang Zesheng blinked.
"Didn't Master Li know that before he came here?"
"Well……"
Li Maofang almost wanted to vomit blood.
When Zhou Yanru informed him of the situation in Shandong, he told him that Zuo Menggeng only harbored treason and had not revealed it for the time being.
After Li Maofang took office, he would be able to suppress Zuo Mengeng's rebelliousness with only strict precautions and many restrictions.
After the imperial court calmly resolves the civil unrest in the northwest and the crisis in Liaodong, it can send its troops into Shandong and annihilate Zuo Mengeng with ease.
The results of it……
He was told openly.
Yes, we are rebelling.
Li Maofang's breath was blocked in her chest, and she was speechless and couldn't say anything.
He was considered a capable minister, and of course he knew that since Zuo Mengeng admitted that he wanted to rebel, all the methods he had prepared in advance would be useless.
It was impossible to say that these heavily armed soldiers in front of them would kill them all.
Wang Zesheng stood upright and his tone was very kind.
"I have made an explanation before, the commander-in-chief. If Mr. Li wants to return to the capital to resume his duties, please do as you please. If you want to visit our territory in Shandong, you are welcome. I will accompany you personally to ensure the safety of Mr. Li's life."
Return to the capital?
Li Maofang really wanted to turn around and leave.
Who would be a decent person and dare to be with a rebel?
Unfortunately, he did not dare to return to the capital.
If he just went back in despair, Li Maofang didn't think his ending would be better than dying in Shandong.
Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind.
"Humph, lead the way. I want to meet Zuo Mengeng in person and show him my righteousness."
Wang Zesheng smiled.
"please."
Li Maofang is a good official.
Historically, when he served as governor of Shandong, he really stabilized the situation in Shandong.
So when he wanted to leave later, the officials and the people stopped him and refused to let him go. As a result, the court proposals failed, so he was left to continue.
After entering Shandong, what Li Maofang was most worried about was that Shandong was being harmed by "rebels" and countless people were wailing.
But on the way south, he wondered if he was going the wrong way.
In March, the earth is getting warmer, and the farmland on both sides of the road is full of hard-working farmers.
Seeing that the endless fields were being plowed, there was a busy scene in the fields. The vitality is far beyond the feet of the capital.
Is this still a place plagued by rebel thieves?
What made him even more surprised was that wherever the soldiers escorting them passed, the people along the way were not only not afraid to escape, but also took the initiative to greet them.
"Gua Wa Zi, I'm not afraid of being exposed to the sun even if I'm walking in the hot sun."
An old farmer resting on the roadside saw them coming and actually blocked the way. He picked up the kettle and gave each person a bowl of water.
Wang Zesheng thanked him and took it and asked.
"Uncle, has this water been boiled?"
The old farmer was very dissatisfied with a bluffing face.
"It's been burned, it's been burned. You kids shout and talk every day. No matter how stupid the old man is, he will remember it."
Wang Zesheng then picked up the bowl and drank all the water.
"Uncle, it's not that we are nosy, but there are bacteria in the raw water. If it is not sterilized, people will get sick after eating the water."
The old farmer is not really angry.
"The teacher in the village also said so, which must be reasonable. Don't worry, we all drink boiled water now."
Li Maofang also got a bowl of water. After drinking it, she felt no longer thirsty.
Watching Wang Zesheng run to the field to look at the soil, he quietly asked: "Aren't you afraid of these rebels?"
The old farmer's expression changed immediately.
Seeing the official uniform he was wearing, he sneered.
"If all the rebels in the world were so good, we people would be burning incense. Unlike you, the thieves of the imperial court, who impose exorbitant taxes and force us to death. When the Dongjiang rebels come, we will abandon the people. Run. How many people died tragically? Has the court ever taken care of it? Such a court must rebel against its mother."
