The next day.

Zhu Sheng called everyone over and began to allocate the number of refugees.

"I am always fair. We will draw lots to determine who will be allocated to the displaced people. No one is allowed to go back on their word..."

Everyone was stunned by this inexplicable action.

Master Lü brought over an empty box for others to grab. When it was Yang and Huang's turn, he gestured with his eyes to grab the largest crumpled piece of paper on the far left.

Soon, someone realized something was wrong.

"Your Excellency, why do Jiecheng County and other counties under my jurisdiction, such as Lushang County, need to receive three hundred refugees, while Quannan County and Boshang County only need to receive one hundred refugees?"

Zhu Sheng snapped, "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

The person pursed their lips.

Master Lü said with a smile, "Gentlemen, please be patient. The workshop in Quannan County has suffered a fire, and Magistrate Yang needs to devote some of his energy to comforting the families; while Magistrate Boshang has broken his leg and is still recovering."

The responsibility for arranging the resettlement of the displaced people would inevitably fall on the shoulders of Acting County Magistrate Huang;

You see, Lord Huang is said to be acting as the county magistrate, but in reality he is still a registrar. He cannot act as the county magistrate while holding the position of registrar, and overstep his authority to handle the county magistrate's affairs. This is not in accordance with the administration of the government. There has never been an official in the world who holds three positions.

In conclusion, the burdens on your two lords will be reduced somewhat, as appropriate. Does anyone have any objections?

Silence reigned.

Some people cursed under their breath, "Damn it, there's definitely something fishy going on."

These two must have bribed their superiors, you beasts.

Su Yong pursed his lips, sneering inwardly, thinking, "Zhu the Prefect is just like me."

The reason why people were unwilling to accept refugees was that, although they were called refugees, no one knew whether they had killed anyone on the way. It was estimated that anyone who survived could be considered a bandit.

You can't survive without being ruthless.

They are also difficult to manage and consume a lot of grain.

If someone were to instigate a riot, with over three hundred people and a hundred or so others being coerced, they would be nothing short of bandits.

It's a mess.

If things go wrong, it could affect his political achievements and performance evaluation as an official.

It's a thankless task.

However, they couldn't treat them like bandits, beating them indiscriminately, since they were still using the guise of refugees.

I'm so worried.

After Magistrate Zhu left.

Yang Luobai smiled as he looked at his colleagues, and said to Huang Bangchang with a smile, "Since these people are afraid of trouble, why are they so stingy with their money?"

They did not deliberately lower their voices.

Upon hearing this, an official rebuked them, saying, "Enough! You two have quite the nerve! The people's hard-earned money is being spoken of so lightly. You are truly shameless scoundrels!"

Yang Luobai remained calm, as if he hadn't heard, and said to Huang Bangchang, "So, this is why people like you are destined to stay at the bottom. This place is blocked..."

He tapped his head.

Huang Bangchang laughed heartily, having resolved a major issue. His father had also recently sent him a letter, so everything seemed to be progressing in a positive direction...

Su Yong grew increasingly angry as he listened, and strode out.

He smiled and stopped the two of them.

"My two colleagues, you're so blunt, it's almost as if you've just said that you recently bribed the prefect with silver to give you such a small number of refugees."

He shouted sternly, "Who is the Prefect? ​​How dare you slander him so brazenly! You are simply audacious!"

The others joined in, shouting, "Shameless! You actually tried to smear the prefect! You probably sneaked into the prefect's residence last night to ask him to reduce your numbers! Huh!"

The voices suddenly rose in volume!

Huang Bangchang clutched Yang Luobai's clothes, his face pale.

"A bunch of lunatics!"

Yang Luobai looked at the middle-aged man with a thin face. He knew that the man was named Su Yong. As his name suggested, he was taciturn and had been serving as the county magistrate for several years. Whenever government affairs were discussed, he would never speak first.

Instead, he would ponder deeply, and whenever he spoke, he would always hit the nail on the head.

He was praised by the prefect on many occasions.

It was him again who started it, clinging to himself and refusing to let go.

Why bother talking about something so trivial to vent your anger? You deserve to be trampled on for the rest of your life.

A hot-blooded magistrate quickly took action.

Riots broke out.

Upon hearing this, Master Li quickly summoned the prefect to reprimand him.

Zhu Sheng glared fiercely at Yang and Huang. They were too damn ostentatious!

Cheapskate.

Zhu Sheng sternly rebuked, "You are all county officials, yet you act like hooligans, tearing and cursing each other. What kind of behavior is this!"

You've lost more than just face;

This is the face of this prefect;

It is the Ministry of Personnel of the imperial court that gives you officials who select their posts face;

It's His Majesty's face!

The officials bowed and knelt on the ground, saying, "Your humble servants know they were wrong."

Zhu Sheng roared, "Everyone, write a self-criticism immediately! Eight hundred words within one hour! I want to see it on my desk!"

"That's outrageous!"

The commotion quickly reached the nearby Yingzhou Provincial Surveillance Commission.

This was especially true when it happened in a government office.

Someone quickly reported this to Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun stood up immediately. This involved a fourth-rank prefect, a matter of great importance, and not a single small detail could be overlooked.

Before long, he arrived at the government office and, with a smile, learned about everything.

They were just about to leave.

Zhu Sheng, his face covered in cold sweat, looked at him with a pleading expression: "Zhou Bingxian, it's just a misunderstanding, why should it bother you?"

Zhou Xun chuckled and said, "Prefect Zhu arrived quickly. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Zhu Sheng stopped him, smiling and saying, "Zhou Bingxian, please do me a favor."

Zhou Xun smiled but didn't say anything.

Zhu Sheng wiped away his cold sweat. "Zhou Bingxian, let's have some tea sometime."

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