Su Shien's Tongpan Mansion was located in Dongchuan Prefecture in Shuzhou, and the government office was simple and plain.
The Tongpan was mainly responsible for administrative, military, judicial and other affairs within his jurisdiction.
It sounds like the scope of jurisdiction is very broad, but the position is actually quite leisurely. Now that the spring plowing season is over, there are indeed not many government affairs that need him to deal with.
Han Daji bewitched King Zhou of Su. He wanted to see what the official position that Fang Moujun, a fellow Jinshi of this year, had bought with a huge sum of money looked like.
This joyful little guy is almost having the word gossip written all over his face.
Su Shien asked sincerely, "Can you be even more mean?"
Han Zeyu answered decisively: "I can!"
Su Shien didn't want to ask any more questions. He wanted to stop the "loss" in time.
When a new official takes office, he or she needs to present a letter of appointment and proof of identity.
Local officials checked the authenticity of various seals and documents, and verified whether information such as officials' appearance characteristics were consistent with the records.
After verification, Su Shien formally handed over the work to the acting official.
The previous Tongpan hasn't been here since the year. I heard that he died of an acute illness.
In other words, this position has been vacant for four months.
Looking at the few thin booklets in his hands, Su Shien was once again certain that the Shuzhou Tongpan was just a decoration.
This acting official has a respectful attitude, speaks clearly and logically, and is neither humble nor arrogant. He should be easy to use.
After consulting the other party, Su Shien kept the person as his advisor.
Han Zeyu's evaluation of this person is just three words: "old fox", and he is an old fox with quite a lot of ambition.
Su Shien did the right thing. It was easy to use such a person. It would be better to get rid of him before he turned against them.
The government affairs were handed over to the legal advisor, and Su Shien had nothing to do anyway, so after completing the employment procedures, he followed Fang Jun to take up his post.
When they entered the area under the jurisdiction of Dongchuan Prefecture, they found that the economic conditions there were not very good.
But when they arrived in Huaning County, where three provinces meet, they truly felt the suffering of the people.
The most representative one is the county government office of Huaning County.
It is said that officials do not repair their offices but repair their schools, and monks do not repair their temples but cultivate virtue. However, this county office is too dilapidated.
Several people stood in a row in front of the yamen, gazing at the mottled vermilion lacquered gate.
The plaque on the lintel has long faded and the words have become blurred.
The stone lion in front of the door was incomplete, with one of its ears broken off at some point, making it look particularly desolate.
Fang Jun took a deep breath. The air was filled with a damp and musty smell, mixed with a hint of decay.
As I stepped into the gate of the county government office, as expected, what caught my eye was a scene of desolation.
The bluestone slabs in the yard had long since broken into pieces, and weeds stubbornly emerged from the cracks, growing wantonly.
The paint on the columns peeled off, revealing the grayish-white wood.
Several yamen runners were leaning lazily against the wall. When they saw someone coming in, they just raised their eyes slightly and didn't express anything.
The yamen runners' clothes were washed white and they looked tired, obviously they had long been accustomed to this lazy life.
Although the people of Huaning County could not be described as ragged or skinny, it was obvious that they did not live a rich life.
In the streets, the vendors’ cries were weak, and pedestrians walked hurriedly with few smiles on their faces.
This dilapidated yamen, the lazy yamen runners, and the poor people are all problems that Fang Jun must face.
All the doors were opened, and the yamen runners could see the situation outside clearly.
What are these people doing? They look quite intimidating.
In the situation where the enemy outnumbered us, several yamen runners slowly walked over, but there was still some reluctance on their faces.
Fang Jun's eyes were like torches as he scanned the few people. He said slowly, "From today on, the government office must be reorganized. If you still want to work here, you have to show some spirit, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
The yamen runners looked at each other in bewilderment, as if they had not expected the new young county magistrate to be so strict. It seemed that he was not someone who could be easily dealt with.
Su Shien touched his chin. Why did he feel that Fang Jun's future was bleak?
It's obvious that Fang Jun didn't buy this position at all, but was assigned to him directly by his superiors.
Fang Jun originally thought that he had already let it go. After all, the quality of his political performance had nothing to do with his future.
But when he truly felt the harsh conditions here, he could not suppress the waves in his heart.
If the Tongpan Mansion is simple in style, then the Huaning County Yamen is minimalist and battle-damaged in style.
He remembered that there had never been a war in the history of this dynasty, so how did the county government become like this?
Obviously, in the days to come, Su Shien will be extremely idle, while Fang Jun will be extremely busy.
Fang Jun arrived at the designated location, and the next one was Ye Qi, who was in charge of the duties of a centurion.
Ye Qi smiled awkwardly, neither admitting nor denying.
Tiezhu was devastated. He had fifty vacancies under his command, and most of them had been filled. He didn't expect that Ye Qi was more powerful than him.
A centurion usually has 110 soldiers under his command, which perfectly crushes the makeshift team that Tie Dongming has temporarily formed.
Facts have proved that there is no most heartbreaking, only more heartbreaking.
Fortunately, Tiezhu didn’t know Ma Zhao, otherwise he would have fallen headfirst into the soil under the lemon tree and died of soreness!
As the Emperor's capable assistant, and given his own value, it is no coincidence that Ma Zhao can be on par with Zhou Yi.
Ma Zhao didn't want to show up so early, but he really couldn't wait any longer.
We agreed to send him a message as soon as we entered the forest, but he received a letter three days ago and there has been no news since then. How can we not be worried?
Fang Jun and Ye Qi felt bitter, not because they neglected their duties, but because someone was too immoral.
Someone shot down the carrier pigeons and roasted them for food.
The most infuriating thing was that he was commenting on the food while he was eating, saying that a professionally trained and extremely self-disciplined white pigeon had firm and chewy meat, an evenly distributed fat layer, and a perfect taste...
Listen, is this human language?
There were three pigeons in total, one flew away, and he ate six.
They were also curious about the origin of these six pigeons.
Two of them were released by them, so where did the other four come from?
Inside the Southwest Palace, the staff were holding a meeting to discuss matters.
"Where exactly was Su Shien sent?"
"Didn't they say he went back to his hometown? Why is there no news at all?"
"Such a good interception opportunity was wasted by them."
"There haven't been any carrier pigeons in eight days. Could they have been intercepted?"
Everyone was talking about it, but they didn't expect that the pigeons they carefully raised would be used to feed someone.
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