Qingzhou is not far from Beijing. It is called Zhou. It is just a county and town, not much larger than Xiao County.
The Qingzhou County Mansion trembled as he looked at Chu Qing, who was also trembling, sitting in the main hall. His heart was trembling and his legs were trembling.
It was precisely because it was not far from the capital that Qingzhou County Magistrate Zhang Guangcai trembled.
He had heard of Chu Qing and knew what kind of terrifying person this Qianqi Camp Commander was.
For two days and one night, a group of more than fifty people, except for resting for a few hours in the post house, kept riding on their horses.
Chu Qing kept breathing and blowing on his hands to warm them up before opening the map.
After tilting my head and looking for a long time, I finally found the words "South, South, North, East, and West". The characters on it were too small, and they were all in traditional Chinese.
Chu Qing, who couldn't figure out the reason, threw the map to Tao Weiran and looked at Zhang Guang, who was still shaking.
"That's your specialty in Qingzhou, what's that..."
"Sir, wait a moment!"
Zhang Guang quickly ran into the back hall, and when he came out again, he held a thousand silver notes in his hand and handed them to Chu Qing respectfully.
Tao Weiran even laughed: "Is this banknote a specialty of Qingzhou?"
Chu Qing also couldn't laugh or cry: "Opera, actors, aren't you Qingzhou actors particularly famous?"
Zhang Guang raised his head, a little confused.
Fu San directly grabbed the banknote and stuffed it into his sleeve, and said with a sullen face: "I won't do this next time, is there anything else?"
Changxian, who made rice dumplings for himself, walked out of the back hall.
"Master Chu, Qingzhou Opera is here. You asked the students before, Jingzhong always invites actors to Qingzhou to celebrate the birthdays of some high-ranking officials."
"That's right."
Chu Qing looked at Zhang Guang and asked, "How many theater troupes do you have in Qingzhou?"
Zhang Guang answered honestly: "Thirty-six."
"How many actors."
"More than five hundred people."
"How much does it cost to go to another place to sing an opera?"
Zhang Guang didn't know why Chu Qing asked this, but he still answered in detail: "It ranges from a few hundred coins to several thousand dollars. Some people go there for a long time, so they ask for more, and the same applies to places that are further away."
"oh."
Zhang Guang asked cautiously: "Sir... did you hire someone to tell the story because you are old?"
Chu Qing did not answer, but frowned and asked: "How can you, a small county magistrate, get a thousand strings?"
With a "plop", Zhang Guang knelt down and said, "Xiaguan is not greedy for ink. It is money from his own family. There is some surplus money at home. After knowing that you are here, I raised another money." Now, I have collected a thousand strings to honor you."
Chu Qing turned around and looked at Wang Tongtong, who said: "Qingzhou County Magistrate Zhang Guang comes from the Zhang family in Mingzhou. He is a concubine in a side house and has mediocre qualifications. He took exams for three consecutive years to gain fame, and observed politics for one year. He spent money on it." He followed the path of the official department and was sent to Qingzhou as a county magistrate. He served a term of three years with no merits and demerits. He owned six shops and 111 acres of fertile land."
"Not a corrupt official?"
"No, the Ministry of Civil Affairs evaluation rated him as B-level."
"Oh." Chu Qing smiled: "If it's not a corrupt official, then I can feel comfortable accepting the money."
Zhang Guang, who was kneeling on the ground, was dumbfounded.
I'm not a corrupt official. You should return the money to me, right?
"Get up quickly, the ground is cold."
Chu Qing raised his hands in the air, and Zhang Guang stood up and looked at Chu Qing carefully.
"I can't take this money from you for nothing."
Zhang Guang breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Qing: "Give me ten troupes, at least a hundred people. After the New Year, let's go on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and go to the border. This way we will be clear."
Zhang Guang was refreshed his outlook on life again.
You want me to have a thousand guan, but you also have to ask me to find more than a hundred actors to go to the border. After all, does that count as a settlement?
"Don't worry, I'm not taking advantage for nothing."
Chu Qing took out a naan cake from his bag and threw it over: "It's a specialty of Beijing. If you exchange a specialty for a specialty, you won't lose."
Zhang Guang's outlook on life completely collapsed.
He finally understood why the people in Changjing were so afraid of this guy. The bottom line of this Qianqiying Commander was unfathomable.
After the naan cake, Zhang Guang bravely said: "Sir, the actors under the official's rule are all common people. It is not easy for the lower official to force him to give orders, and he is going to the border. The lower official is afraid..."
"Tell them that if they stay at the border for one year, each of them will be given one hundred guan."
Zhang Guang's expression changed drastically: "One person can earn a hundred pens in one year?"
"Yes."
"Sir, do you really mean what you say?"
"A commander like me is just teasing you."
Zhang Guang gritted his teeth: "Three hundred people are great!"
"Three hundred people?"
"Xiaguan is bold. The actors in Qingzhou work in farming when they are busy and play in their free time. Although they are busy, most of them are in poverty. If... if the more the better, Xianguan is willing to select 300 people to go to the border."
Chu Qing smiled slightly: "Okay, the more the merrier, then there will be three hundred people, but I can promise you that they must be able to sing, and you won't be fooled."
"If you are brave again, I will be brave." Zhang Guang's forehead was covered with sweat: "When I leave the border, I will be one year old. Do I really...really reward me with a hundred crowns?"
"No, five guan will be given a month, which means 60 guan in a year. You can leave at any time, but if you sing for a full year, you will be given another 40 guan at the end of the year."
"Okay, okay." Zhang Guang nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, very excited.
Chu Qing asked in confusion: "Are you a part of the theater troupe?"
"My lord is just joking, it has nothing to do with this official."
"Then why are you so happy?"
Zhang Guang was confused: "Common people can earn money, so low-ranking officials...shouldn't they be happy?"
Chu Qing nodded and asked this guy to retreat and prepare to rest.
Everyone slept in the county house all night, but Zhang Guang didn't sleep well. He stayed in the squad room all the time, fearing that Chu Qing would cause trouble again. It wasn't until dawn that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he slept for a whole night. meeting.
As a result, when the clerk woke him up, he found out that Chu Qing and others had already left at dawn.
Zhang Guang was so scared that he was sweating like rain.
When the commander-in-chief of Qianqiying left, he fell asleep and did not go to see him off!
It was also difficult for Zhang Guang. He couldn't ride a horse and ran out on two legs. He didn't catch up. When they arrived outside the county, Chu Qing and others had long disappeared.
Returning to the county house in fear, Zhang Guang suddenly saw a banknote on the desk, which was exactly the thousand guan he gave to Fusan yesterday.
In addition to this Qian Guan, there is also a bamboo slip, stamped with the mark of the commander of the Qianqi Camp and the mark of King Langya.
A short comment can be left by officials from the capital when they inspect the counties. If they go to Beijing to report on their work, they can be handed over to the Ministry of Personnel.
There is only one sentence to comment. His ability is mediocre, but his love for the people is rare. He is more than enough to govern the people of a county.
Zhang Guang looked at the lost banknotes and bamboo slips, and was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He laughed first and then cried, and cried and then laughed again, as if he had lost his mind and gone crazy.
He didn't care about others saying that his ability was mediocre, or even that the officials would let him rise to the top because of this comment. He was just excited, excited that Tianhuang Guizhou and the commander of Qianqiying actually "understood" him.
He cannot govern the people by relying on the Four Books and Five Classics, so his ability is mediocre.
But precisely because of his mediocre ability, he worked hard to make the people under his rule earn more money and live a slightly better life.
