There is no impenetrable wall in this world. The magistrate of Langya County was arrested. An unknown person took over the position of county magistrate in Langya County. This news reached Haizhou Prefecture.
Han Tiexin, the magistrate of Haizhou, had been in office for less than three years, and he was still racking his brains to figure out the origins of that man from Langya County.
Sun Chenggong, the chief clerk, said, "Sir, someone has reported from Langya County. The county magistrate is young, but he's very decisive. Even when the commander of Haiqu Town, Huang Shifan, went to arrest him, he didn't arrest him, but instead left respectfully."
Han Tiexin was even more shocked: "So young? The Haiqu Army doesn't even dare to arrest him. Could it be that this person has a great background?"
Master Sun Chenggong nodded and said, "I heard that this man's surname is Zhao. Maybe he is..."
Han Tiexin was shocked: "You mean he is a royal relative?"
Sun Chenggong nodded again: "It's either a prince or a prince. I can guarantee this."
Han Tiexin stamped his feet anxiously in the Haizhou government office: "Who is this person? Was he sent to Haizhou by His Majesty?"
Sun Chenggong shook his head. "I don't think so. Your achievements over the past three years are remarkable and are obvious to all. Everyone knows that Haizhou is suffering from a drought, but you have paid all the taxes to the court in the past three years. For this merit alone, the court should be commended first."
Han Tiexin shook his head: "Not necessarily. I didn't dare report the drought because I was afraid it would affect my promotion. You see, the drought hit my region right after I took office, so the court naturally wouldn't give me another chance for promotion. But even though I didn't report the drought, the court still didn't give me a promotion or transfer."
"Report! Report to the sir!" An officer rushed in in panic.
Han Tiexin frowned: "What's the matter?"
The official said happily: "Sir, great news, sir, the imperial order has come down."
Han Tiexin's heart was pounding: "You, what did you say?"
"Sir, please go to the government office quickly. The envoy from the capital, Zhao Yunye, has arrived." The official said happily.
Han Tiexin was so excited that he almost jumped up. He hurriedly straightened his clothes and ran to the provincial government hall.
Zhao Yunye, the imperial envoy from the capital, had already been waiting in the hall. Before he even stepped through the door, Han Tiexin clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you, Lord Zhao, for your hard work. Please take a seat."
Zhao Yunye responded with a greeting, "Congratulations, Lord Han! Congratulations, Lord Han! The court has learned of Lord Han's tireless and dedicated service in Haizhou. Therefore, after deliberation, the court officials have reported to the emperor and have decided to transfer Lord Han to the position of prefect of Xuzhou, a position of third rank."
Han Tiexin was overjoyed. Xuzhou was a wealthy place, far superior to the remote and impoverished Haizhou. Upon hearing the transfer order, he was overjoyed: "Thank you, Lord Zhao, and thank you for your majesty's grace. I will serve you with all my heart and soul until my death."
Zhao Yunye nodded and said, "Master Han, the Privy Council is ready to issue the appointment letter. In three months, Master Han can go to Xuzhou to take up his post."
Han Tiexin was overjoyed and thanked Zhao Yunye profusely.
In fact, this decree was indeed passed by Zhao Huan, but it was Li Gang and others, as regent ministers, who approved Zhao Yunye's transfer in the name of Zhao Huan.
The political achievements of officials from all over the country were first reported to the Privy Council, and then selected by the Privy Council and submitted to Zhao Huan for review.
Since Zhao Huan was not in the palace, the transfer approval was handled by four regent ministers including Li Gang.
In reality, Han Tiexin, the prefect of Haizhou, had made life miserable for the people. He lied about the drought and forced the people to pay taxes, hoping to gain promotion by showing good results.
Not to mention Li Gang and others' approval, even if it was Zhao Huan, he would not approve Han Tiexin's transfer from Haizhou to Xuzhou without seeing it with his own eyes.
Yang Wenzhi was wealthy, probably very wealthy. He was the former governor of Haizhou and retired to Heying Town to live out his days.
The land and houses he owned alone accounted for half of the entire Heying Town, which also caused half of the households in the entire Heying Town to become tenants in the hands of Yang Wenzhi.
When you arrive in Heying Town, you don't even need to ask. The most luxurious, extravagant, and tasteful row of houses in the entire town is Yang Wenzhi's home.
To be precise, this is one of Yang Wenzhi's homes. It is said that he even has a big house in the capital.
Lu Asan and Gao Er finally arrived in Heying Town. They followed the street and found the gate of Yang's house.
There were six servants standing at the door of Yang's house, which made Lu Asan and Gao Er, who were the only two of them, feel a little weak.
Lu Asan clasped his fists and said, "Is this Lord Yang's home?"
The servant at the door saw that they were dressed as yamen runners and did not dare to be too presumptuous: "My master is at home. Do you have an appointment?"
Gao Er nodded. "Exactly. We have an appointment." He then pulled out the arrest warrant from his arms. "We are the yamen runners of Langya County. We are under the order of my magistrate to invite Lord Yang to the county office."
The servant was shocked when he saw this and ran into the mansion in a panic, obviously wanting to report.
Gao Er and Lu Asan rushed into the mansion with the arrest warrant, and several servants tried to stop them.
Gao Er said coldly: "Look carefully, this is an arrest warrant from the government. Are you planning a rebellion?"
Several servants looked at each other and finally retracted their outstretched hands in fear.
Yang Wenzhi was lying in his rocking chair to enjoy the cool air, with two maids fanning him.
"Master, master, something bad has happened! Two people who claim to be servants from Langya County are outside the door. They say they want to arrest you and interrogate you for a case." The servant who was at the door first ran in in a panic.
Despite his age, Yang Wenzhi was still in good health. He jumped down from his armchair and said, "How dare you! I am the governor of Haizhou, a fourth-rank official. How dare he, a magistrate of Langya County, come and arrest me?"
The servant shook his head in panic: "I don't know either. The two yamen runners rushed in without saying a word, pulled out the arrest warrant."
"Wait," Yang Wenzhi finally remembered: "Langya County, isn't the Langya County Magistrate Dou Dachui? Is he crazy?"
As they were talking, Lu Asan and Gao Er rushed in with cold faces.
Gao Er held up the arrest warrant and said, "Sir Yang, this is an arrest warrant issued by the magistrate of Langya County. Please come with us to the county government office."
Yang Wenzhi was furious: "You are blind! Do you know who I am? If you want to arrest me, His Majesty must personally issue an order. I am just a seventh-rank official in Langya County. Are you crazy? You dare to issue an arrest warrant for me? Are you tired of living?"
Before Lu Gao and the other two arrived, Zhao Huan had warned them that if Yang Wenzhi resisted arrest, he would show him something else.
Lu Asan pulled out another piece of rice paper from his bosom and said, "Master Yang, please read this carefully. The current magistrate of Langya County is not Dou Dachui, but Magistrate Zhao. This is what Magistrate Zhao asked us to bring to you."
As soon as Yang Wenzhi saw the letter in Lu Asan's hand, he saw stars and his legs trembled, and he knelt down with a thud.
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