The spring flows silently and slowly,
The shade of the tree shines on the water and the love is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners,
A dragonfly has already stood on top.
As the night fell, Su Jin was struggling to write the memorial with a brush in his hand, but he chose to give up before long.
"Damn it, I've been here for more than three years, but why is this brush still so difficult to use?"
Looking at the crooked handwriting on the memorial, a cynical smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and this smile was quickly replaced by a bitter smile.
Suddenly remembering something, he immediately shouted out the window: "Gensheng, Gensheng, are you here? Come quickly!"
"Second uncle, you called me? It's coming!"
The door curtain was gently opened, and a man in his late thirties, with a slightly pale complexion and a bookish air walked in:
"Second uncle, did you call me?"
Su Jin smiled playfully, but there was a hint of anxiety in his tone: "My good nephew, hurry up and help me take a look at this memorial."
Su Gensheng scratched his head, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Second uncle, you are my uncle according to seniority, but you are ten years younger than me after all. Can you stop calling me your good nephew all the time?"
Su Jin chuckled, threw the memorial on the table into the wastebasket, and then spread a new blank memorial on the table:
"Okay, dear nephew, come here quickly and sit down. We still follow the old rules. I said, you write."
"Eh..."
Su Gensheng agreed without any surprise, cleaned his hands skillfully, and then sat down at the table respectfully, looking up at Su Jin seriously.
Su Jin thought for a while, tried hard to piece together the few words in his stomach, and slowly spoke:
"Well... let me write this first - 'In early April of the 25th year of Hongwu Period, it rained heavily for several days, and the mountains and rivers everywhere surged and surged at the same time, so much so that the dikes broke and the fields and houses were flooded.
Either due to overflowing rivers or being washed away by mountains and rivers, the county's flooded villages ranged from a few to more than a hundred, the houses collapsed from dozens to hundreds, and the number of people killed ranged from a few to dozens. wait...'"
Su Gensheng looked at Su Jin in embarrassment, as if he was hesitant to speak. Su Jin immediately laughed: "If you have something to say, you will fart, look at your constipation."
Su Gensheng scratched his head hesitantly: "Second uncle, since our Fengyang County started building embankments and dams under your leadership three years ago, there has never been a flood in the fields. You won't show your merit to the court." That’s all, why bother reporting disasters again and again?”
Su Jin did not answer when he heard the words, his eyes were deep and bright, and his face was obviously handsome and fair. Not only was there no trace of delicacy, but it revealed a kind of perseverance and confidence.
But when he opened his mouth, he immediately reminded Su Gensheng of Butcher Zhang from the east end of the county: "What the hell are you talking about? Am I the county magistrate or are you the county magistrate? You can write whatever you want!"
Su Gensheng shook his head and continued writing helplessly, but he seemed to be constipated while writing the memorial. Su Jin couldn't help laughing again.
Taking a look at Su Gensheng's handwriting, Su Jin nodded with satisfaction: "Well, he is indeed a scholar. This handwriting is much better than ours. Come on, come on, keep writing -'
At the beginning of the flood, in order to protect the ancestral mausoleum, the king was angry and obeyed the instructions of the flood to not destroy the ancestral mausoleum. However, he had no choice but to worry about the ancestral mausoleum first, then the luck, and then the people's livelihood, so he had to break the embankment and release the water. However, natural and man-made disasters were unavoidable. also. . . '"
Su Gensheng's face was completely unbearable: "Second uncle, the ancestral mausoleum is in good condition, but you didn't break the dikes and release water to flood the people's farmland. On the contrary, under your rule in the past two years, the people no longer suffered from floods or droughts. , why do you write it like this?
Besides, you are also a Jinshi after all, but why has your handwriting become so... so... elusive since three years ago? "
Su Jin rolled his eyes: "Can't you just say that my handwriting is like a dog crawling?"
Su Gensheng chuckled, scratched his head and did not dare to say anything.
"Didn't I tell you that I was hit in the head three years ago? After that, my hands became less flexible and I couldn't write." Su Jin glanced at him angrily and with a guilty conscience, and quickly changed his mind. topic:
"This memorial will be issued tomorrow morning. If you continue to be so long-winded, when will it be finished?"
After looking at the memorial and then at Su Jin, Su Gensheng always felt aggrieved:
"But I just don't understand, why don't you want to write a letter to show your merit?
You must know that Fengyang County has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few years under your rule. If His Majesty knew about it, he would definitely promote you! When the time comes, wouldn’t it be good for us to honor our ancestors? "
"Shut up!"
Su Jin rolled his eyes angrily: "Promoted? It's not even close to being promoted to heaven!"
Whether he explains it clearly or not, this stubborn donkey-like papaya head may not be able to sleep well for several days.
Fortunately, Su Gensheng was his own nephew, and he was loyal and reliable. Su Jin decided to explain to him:
"Let me ask you, how many officials has our Majesty killed over the years?"
"This..." Su Gensheng scratched his head.
"Let me answer you. Let's not talk about the distant Hu Weiyong case and the Kongyin case. The more recent case is the Guo Huan case in the 18th year of Hongwu. From the left and right ministers of the Sixth Ministry, tens of thousands of people were slaughtered!
Some provincial officials are almost exterminated. Now you want me to show my merit? Are you in a hurry to get promoted? It’s better to rush to reincarnate! "
Su Gensheng paused for a moment and looked at Su Jin in shock: "So, you have deliberately alienated those officials in the government these years?"
"Yes," Su Jin sighed and glanced at the night sky outside the window, with a trace of nostalgia for the past in his eyes.
There were many things he didn't dare to say to Su Gensheng, because he wouldn't believe them if he said them.
Even if Su Jin is not familiar with history, he still knows the four major Hongwu cases.
In May this year, Prince Zhu Biao passed away, and the whole country mourned. However, Lao Zhu, who is far away in Nanjing, will brazenly launch the last major case next year - the Blue Jade Case!
After the Lan Yu case, it was also completely announced that the Wu Xun forces in Huaixi had been eliminated, and his lovely grandson Zhu Yunwen could safely take over.
Are you going to climb up at this time?
What's the difference between that and seeking death?
If you accidentally get involved in a big boss's faction, you may die without knowing how.
What's more, there will be a more exciting drama to be staged in the future, and Su Jin doesn't want to be picked out and killed by the emperor as Lao Zhu or Xiao Zhu's "former lust".
"Second uncle, how do you write the next memorial?"
Although Su Gensheng was confused and half-understood, he always trusted his uncle, who was younger than him, and whatever he said was what he said.
"oh oh."
Su Jin came back to his senses, thought for a while and continued to read: "The land is exhausted, the vitality is depleting day by day, natural disasters are prevalent, and personnel changes frequently. Those who are in charge of the fields will return to the army and return the merits.
In the middle, one is the native people, and the other is the tenants. However, if they are left behind, the land will be barren, and they can be cultivated by the people. "
While Su Gensheng was writing, he was thinking about the golden color of the fields and the fullness of the barn. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, but he finally did not raise any objections.
Looking at Su Gensheng's handwriting on the paper, Su Jin looked proud: "I fucking admire myself. Look, when I was crying, I could sue those old nobles.
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, after you see the memorial, you must distinguish right from wrong. I am not the same group as them. When you kill someone, don't take me with you, Amitabha. "
Nodding with satisfaction, Su Jin suddenly asked: "My dear nephew, you have always been in charge of the household registration. How many households are there in Fengyang County now?"
Su Gensheng slowly put down his pen, thought about it carefully and then said: "Three years ago, we originally had more than 30,000 households in Fengyang County. Later, many of them fled, leaving less than 10,000 households.
However, since your second uncle took office, you have recruited refugees to settle down, and now the number has returned to about 20,000 households. "
"Um..."
Su Jin thought for a while: "Then just write it like this -
The group tends to be lazy, floods and droughts occur frequently, the middle-aged people lose their property, and lack the savings for years to come. In the event of a famine, there are many people who anoint their children and abandon their homeland to settle in other places. Today, there are less than 10,000 households left in the county. "
This time, Su Gensheng didn't even quibble and wrote it down verbatim. Anyway, he just wrote it backwards according to the actual situation.
Nothing but familiarity.
