In the county government hall, Yang Yuanqing sat on the upper head expressionlessly, slowly drinking tea. A group of people sat on the left and right below him. On the left were five elders from Qiaojia Village, and on the right were Xu County Magistrate and Ren County Magistrate of Fangzi County.

Judging from etiquette, it should be the county magistrate and the county magistrate, sitting on the left. After all, they are parents' officials, but in front of Yang Yuanqing, they dare not act like parents' officials, so they can only act in a humble and humble manner and rank in the right.

The five rural elders did not know the importance of seating. They only care about the profits of young meadows and the grain of charity warehouses. This is the issue involving their vital interests. With the support of Yang Yuanqing, the tone of the five elders also became straightforward and sharp.

"Magistrate Xu County, other counties do not have the money to borrow Qingmiao money, but there are Fangzi County. Why is this happening? Is it because the imperial court is special to Fangzi County?"

The questioning was quite sharp. County Magistrate Xu had already seen sweat on his forehead. He wiped the sweat with his sleeves. Of course, they had already dealt with these things. However, in front of Yang Yuanqing, he still felt a sense of silence in his heart. He was not so much an explanation to the five villagers, but rather an explanation to Yang Yuanqing.

"This... the county also has difficulties. The court stipulates that Qingmiao money is not profitable and is withdrawn from the income from the official farmland. But there is a problem here. Some counties have income from the official farmland, while some counties do not have official farmland. Although Fangzi County has 50 hectares of official farmland, there have been wars in recent years. The official farmland has not been paid in cash, so there is no remaining money to borrow Qingmiao money. We have to ask Didian to borrow, but we ask Didian to borrow money. The government cannot afford this profitable money, so it can only be borne by the borrower. What the government can do is to try to reduce the profitable money as much as possible, and there is no other way."

Speaking of this, the county magistrate Xu Shouxin smiled bitterly, and glanced at Yang Yuanqing from the corner of his eyes. He felt that Yang Yuanqing was still expressionless and seemed to have nothing to do with him. He calmed down a little. He thought to himself: "Is His Highness the King of Chu also going through the motions?"

Thinking of this, his tone was gentle and he said: "Of course, the county also had some inadequate considerations. He did not tell the villagers about the cause and effect in time, which made everyone confused. I apologize to all villagers."

Avoiding the real and going to the false is a common trick to shirk responsibility in the officialdom. The government blamed himself without any pain and exposed the matter of profit money. Yang Yuanqing did not say anything because he also knew that since the government dared to collect profit money openly, it must have sufficient countermeasures.

However, the imperial court did have loopholes in the regulations on Qingmiao money, requiring the government to use the income from the official farmland to withdraw. Now the land is vast and sparsely populated, and several counties can have official farmland income. It is completely possible to use grain from the Yishu Warehouse to replace the money from the Qingmiao money.

The five elders looked at each other and they had nothing to say. Moreover, Qingmiao's profits were not much money, so they would lose money. But they were more concerned about the grain in the charity warehouse. Most of them had more than two stones, so how could they refuse to admit their dynasty, but the county officials did not change any of them.

"I won't mention the profit and money for the time being. We are concerned about the grain of Yi Cang. May I ask the Magistrate Xu County, where did the grain of Yi Cang that we had in Yi Cang two years ago and last year? Why didn't it be distributed this autumn drought?"

County Magistrate Xu Shouxin sighed. "The grain in Yichuang was transferred by Dou Jiande at the beginning of this year. I told you last time that we have no choice. Should we ask us to find Dou Jiande to come back?"

Qingmiao money is called avoiding the real and making the false, and grain in the charity warehouse is called death without evidence. In fact, even if Dou Jiande is found, he may not necessarily know that this is what his subordinates do. The person is dead and the account book has been lost. This is really no place to confront each other.

Yang Yuanqing still did not make any statement. To be a superior, one must have the awareness of the superior. He is not a supervisor or a prefect. He cannot pull the county magistrate down and beat the board and force the truth to ask about the truth because of the questions of a few villagers. That is not what he, a countryman, should do.

What he wants to do is to give county magistrates a chance to explain, or give them a chance to correct their mistakes, and more importantly, he needs to improve the system.

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If Cheng Yaojin was asked to be the supervisor of the censor, he would be a qualified person. He had his own way. He only grasped one thing. County Magistrate Xu could not move the grain himself, nor could he let his son move, he could only be his confidant clerk.

Then as long as you grasp this trusted clerk, all the problems will be solved.

It is also very simple to find this trusted clerk. Cheng Yaojin knew that there would be brokers in every place. What should I do if I had no way to do things? It doesn’t matter. Brokers can help you find ways to get in touch with you. A small county like Fangzi County, just ask in a tavern, and soon a broker will come to you.

Cheng Yaojin paid the broker ten yuan and found the county master's confidant clerk. The clerk's surname was Chen and was the chief clerk of Guangchu of Fangzi County.

The broker took Cheng Yaojin into an alley and took the benefits of ten hang of money. He didn't hide many words and told Cheng Yaojin one by one.

"This Chen Zhubo is not simple. He was originally a scholar-in-law of Xu County Magistrate. He has been following Xu County Magistrate since he was ten years old. He is the most reliable confidant of Xu County Magistrate. Since Master Cheng wants to do business in this county, he always has to deal with the government. Just find this Chen Zhubo."

Of course, Cheng Yaojin did not wear armor. He wore a purple-red robe, a green flat scarf, a red and green, and had three or four followers. He saw that he was a wealthy man who had made a fortune.

Cheng Yaojin walked with his eight-character feet, shaking his feet three times in one step, with a lot of gold in his pocket and speaking violently, "It's still daytime, why doesn't this Chen Zhubo go to the county government office and what are you doing at home?"

Cheng Yaojin glanced at Broker Ma, suspiciously, "You kid are not lying to me, right! Just find a fool to pretend."

Broker Ma was anxious and promised repeatedly, "I swear to God that I will never lie to Master Cheng. If I dare to lie to Master Cheng and let me thunder, I will not die well."

He whispered to Cheng Yaojin again: "Mr. Cheng doesn't know that this Chen Zhubo is nominally the Guangchu Zhubo of the county government. In fact, he never carries out business for the county government government."

"The county magistrate is actually doing business."

Cheng Yaojin asked strangely, "Is he busy?"

"Hey! Now the officials are not doing business. Of course, the county magistrate himself does not do it. He is all his family or confidant. Our county master has been in Fangzi County for four or five years. With that little salary, can he afford three concubines?"

Cheng Yaojin nodded. He understood. When he walked into the alley, they came to a gate. This was a good jujube wood vermilion lacquer gate, wrapped with copper edges. The yard was also made of bricks, and the walls were covered with green tiles, which looked very exquisite. It was completely different from other earthen courtyard walls made of yellow mud and wheat straw. At first glance, it was a wealthy family.

In fact, during the heyday of the Sui Dynasty, there were strict regulations on the residences of officials and the people, including how many acres of land they live in, the style of the gate, the number of rafters, the civilian gatehouses must not be decorated with heavy tiles and fish and birds, and they cannot be used as flying eaves. They can only be made of aconite, which means that an ebony is hung on the door, and even a simple bamboo and wooden door can only be used.

The maintenance order clearly stipulates: "If the princes and the princes are below, heavy caissons shall not be placed in houses;''Scholars and commoners shall not be allowed to build pavilions for public and private houses, and shall not be allowed to look at others before they are concerned, etc., etc.

Therefore, a rankless clerk like Chen Zhubo dared to use a copper leather to wrap a heavy door, with copper rings on the door and a flying eaves gate tower. Only high-ranking officials above the third rank are qualified to use.

If you were in the early years of Daye, you would definitely be punished. It was just that you had years of war and the law was absent, and no one would care about such things. As long as you have money, it would be okay to live the addiction of a prince.

Broker Ma stepped forward and patted the copper ring. After a moment, a young woman opened the door. She knew Broker Ma, looked at Cheng Yaojin and his group behind her, and asked, "Ma Langzi, why bother me?"

"Mrs. I have a serious word, but I have to ask Mr. Chen for help for some small matter. Of course..." Broker Ma made a gesture of counting copper coins, implying the woman.

The woman was Chen Zhubo's wife. She understood what the horse broker meant, so she opened the door, "Then please come in!"

She turned around and shouted, "Dalang, there are customers to look for."

"Who is looking for me?"

A man in his thirties walked out of the house. He was pretty and tender, wearing a white silk robe, a black hat, and a gentle dress. He looked like an academic scholar.

However, he had a kind of stingy family spirit that was a slave from the bottom of his bones, and a kind of shrewdness and cunning unique to clerks. He exchanged a glance with the horse broker and realized in his heart that a big fish was caught.

He walked forward and bowed to Cheng Yaojin, "Where is this guy from this noble family? Do you have anything to come to me?"

Cheng Yaojin grinned, "I am from Dongping County, my surname is Cheng. I want to open a brothel in Fangzi County, so I come to ask for help from my brother."

There was a female family member in the yard, and he actually said he had opened a brothel. Chen's wife couldn't hold on. She glared at him fiercely, turned around and went back to the room. Broker Ma also had a hot face. Anyway, the money had been obtained, he also said goodbye.

Master Chen doesn't mind rude visitors. Whether it is a brothel or a gambling hall, it requires a lot of money and a tough backstage. He is a foreigner, so it is inevitable to ask the government to protect him and it is profitable.

He waved his hand and said, "Please come to my room to talk in detail."

Cheng Yaojin smiled and followed him into the room. Unexpectedly, three followers followed in. Just as Chen Zhubo was about to speak, Cheng Yaojin turned his face and slapped him to the ground with a vicious slap.

Two people stepped forward and raised him up. Cheng Yaojin punched him in the stomach again, making Chen Zhubo's stomach turn green.

Cheng Yaojin pinched his throat and stared at him fiercely and said, "I am Cheng Yaojin from Wagang Village. I want to ask you a few words. Do you dare to have a lie? I will dig out your heart and drink."

Chen Zhubo's eyes showed fear and nodded repeatedly. At this time, saving his life is the most important thing.

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