"Shibo, don't be rude." Fang Shiyi shouted softly.
Although Luo Wenpeng is the son of his husband, and his siblings respect him as their senior brother, he is a military commander and a man with an official status, so how can he say nothing to him!
Luo Wenpeng looked at him with interest, "Oh, maybe Shibo has a good candidate."
"Of course." Fang Shibo said confidently.
Luo Wenpeng became more interested and said with a smile: "Okay, then tell me, who is he?"
Fang Shibo did not rush to answer, but instead frequently hinted that the other party would rely on money to speak. It's not that he is greedy for money, but that his pocket money this month has been squandered by Kong Fang. He must find other sources of income, otherwise the money to buy Fan Juanjuan's headband will be gone.
However, Luo Wenpeng pretended not to understand and instead competed with him for patience.
The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and Luo Wenpeng pretended to be helpless, "It seems that Shibo doesn't have any good talents to recommend. I'd better write a letter quickly and ask the prefect to send someone as soon as possible."
"Ugh, uh..."
As expected, Fang Shibo was fooled and jumped anxiously, "Senior brother, don't be trivial. I do have a good candidate."
"Then who are you talking about?" Luo Wenpeng held back his laughter.
"My brother-in-law!" Fang Shiboshi was shocked. Kong Fang screamed in fright, and jumped up as if he had been stung by a wasp. Fang Shiyi was surprised that Fang Shibo would promote talents and not avoid relatives.
She was even more surprised by Kong Fang's reaction. Han Chuang, a scholar, studied hard to become an official. Why did he seem to reject it?
Luo Wenpeng smiled and said nothing.
To be honest, he was not familiar with Kong Fang. He only knew that he was Fang Shiqing's husband-in-law. He didn't mean to look down on Kong Fang, but worldly prejudice affected his judgment to some extent.
"Master Luo, Shi Bo is young and ignorant. Don't believe his nonsense. Kong Fang is a scholar with no strength in his hands and no talent in the world. He really does not dare to hold the position of a parent official."
After Kong Fang calmed down, he firmly rejected Fang Shibo's recommendation.
It’s not that he is aloof and doesn’t want to be an official. After three years as a magistrate, Kong Fang earned a hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. Kong Fang, who had been a man for two generations, was well versed in the relationship and charm of money and power.
But the psychological impact that Zhu Dachang's bloody head had on him was too great. If it weren't for Luo Wenpeng's clever plan to scare Zhu Chongjiu away, the big guy would probably still be blowing wind at the city gate.
The banditry in Litou Mountain has not been eliminated, and the post of Qinghe County Magistrate is like a hot potato. Only a fool would hold it in the palm of his hand as a treasure.
Luo Wenpeng was noncommittal, he already had other plans in mind. My father was a famous scholar from the Daxing Dynasty. He lived in Qinghe County and knew the literati in Qinghe County well. Maybe he had a good candidate.
After bidding farewell to Luo Wenpeng, Fang Shiyi and his party returned to Fangjiazhuang. Dou Ying wanted to go home to take care of her father and did not go with them. Yun Fei'er didn't want to go back to the Yun family again, so she simply went with Dou Ying.
After all, Luo Wenpeng was not good at civil affairs and did not want to stay in the county government office. He simply used it as a temporary barracks for his soldiers to live in. Firstly, it can prevent the county government from being damaged; secondly, it can solve the problem of accommodation for soldiers.
After dinner, the father and son discussed world affairs in the study.
Emperor Jiaqing of the Daxing Dynasty was young, and the government was controlled by treacherous men led by Prime Minister Qin Hui. They excluded dissidents and favored nepotism. They made the court a mess.
In the officialdom, officials are unwilling to make progress, take bribes and bend the law, and prey on the people, which leads to the decline of people's livelihood and the lack of livelihood, so public resentment is everywhere. The seven provinces and nineteen prefectures of the Daxing Dynasty were either invaded by bandits or attacked by war, and there was almost no place for peace.
"The world is in chaos, and the Qin thieves are still trying to whitewash peace. Huangjiao in the north has 50,000 soldiers, known as the Black Turban Army. They attack cities and plunder the land. They burn, kill, and loot wherever they go. They commit all kinds of evil. The land in the north is filled with mourning."
"The Qin thieves openly claimed in the court that it was just a small group of bandits who were causing trouble, and refused to send troops to encircle and suppress the people and save the people from misery!"
"Hmph, if this thief is not eliminated, Daxing Dynasty will be in danger!" Luo Wenpeng became more and more excited as he spoke, and Mr. Luo motioned for him to calm down.
"What does General Guan Sheng think of the current situation?"
Luo Wenpeng smiled bitterly, "General Guan wants to make a difference, but it's a pity that he has Qi Shuai on top of him. Qi Shuai's city is too deep, no one can tell whether he is loyal to the emperor, loyal to Qin thieves, or wants to support troops Respect yourself.”
"I achieved military merit, but I am actually ashamed to say that I accidentally ran into a group of bandits who were going down the mountain to rob merchants. Out of righteous indignation, I led my brothers to repel them."
"This was just a trivial matter at first, but who would have expected that the person I saved was actually Uncle Qi Shuai. He is the money bag of the Qi family, and his position is very important in the Qi family."
"Shuai Qi therefore instructed General Guan to make an exception and promote me to the rank of guerrilla captain, to the third level."
Mr. Luo was lost in thought.
He was one of the few great scholars in the Daxing Dynasty, so he was naturally concerned about the rise and fall of the Daxing Dynasty; but Bai Wuyi was a scholar, not to mention that he was far away from the court, and he could not bring peace to the world with his pen, and he could not mount a horse to determine the world in military affairs.
My heart is full of energy but my strength is not enough.
"Since my uncle was kidnapped, Commander Qi just rewarded you with the title of guerrilla captain, which is painless and painless. It seems that he wants to preserve his strength and is unwilling to suppress even ordinary bandits."
Luo Wenpeng suddenly whispered: "Father, I once overheard some military commanders discussing privately that the late emperor was not an orthodox member of the royal family and that he succeeded in taking the throne through relegation."
Mr. Luo's expression changed drastically, "Who are the people talking about this?"
"Father, don't worry about who is talking about it. I'm just going to ask if this is true?" Luo Wenpeng said seriously. "I vaguely remember that you once served as an official in the court, and then our family suddenly moved out of the imperial capital and came to Qinghe County."
"Father, is our departure from the imperial capital related to this matter?"
Mr. Luo looked at his son quietly in front of him and said slowly for a long time: "Peng'er, you know this, I know it, God knows it, and the earth knows it, and it must not be spread outside.
"Although more than ten years have passed since the incident, and Emperor Jiaqing was young and may not have known what happened back then, those who followed the late emperor are still active in the court."
"I have been away from the court for nearly ten years. I have put down everything and looked away. However, tigers are not harmful to people, and tigers are harmful to people's hearts. We need to be low-key and cautious and not show off."
Luo Wenpeng nodded, "I understand, kid."
He suddenly remembered something serious, "Father, Zhu Dachang is dead. At present, Qinghe not only does not have a county magistrate to preside over major affairs in the county, but there are also vacancies for general officials and government officials."
"I originally intended to recommend Yunque as the county magistrate, but unfortunately he is not qualified for the position and has been defeated by me. Do you have a suitable candidate?"
Mr. Luo nodded. Luo Wenpeng's heart suddenly fell to the ground. He would be relieved if the official vacancy was resolved as soon as possible. After all, he only had half a month of military leave, so time was precious.
"Who?"
"Kong Fang."
"Kong Fang! That son-in-law of the Fang family?" Luo Wenpeng was very surprised. He didn't understand why his father thought so highly of him. Mr. Luo did not explain any more, but silently took out two objects.
