Chapter 001 Soft Persimmon

Xu Zhiyuan, who sold all his family property, took a silver ticket in his arms, took Yang Yu and his five old servants, and left Guiping City first and went straight to Beijing. Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan sent them to Shili Pavilion together, and then said goodbye. A few days later, the new governor of Xunzhou took over Lin Zimo. During the conversation, I learned that the new magistrate was Han Yong's student, so I presupposed Wang Pengfei's name and hoped that he could be thorough.

As for the names of Lin Pingzhi and others, Lin Zimo didn't mention a word. The fewer people you mention about this kind of thing, the better, but if you mention too much, it will become a hustle and bustle. He is the governor of Xunzhou Prefecture, not himself, so the arrangement of personnel and job transfer are up to the other party. In addition, the two successfully completed the relevant handover procedures, and then exchanged a brief greeting, which was a friendship between them.

Two days later, Lin Zimo, Zhao Wenxuan, Chu Erlang and other people left Guiping City and went to Qingyang Prefecture, Shaanxi Province. Almost all the officers and soldiers are willing to follow them. The state capital passed by this team of more than 100 people can always cause small earthquakes. After all, the women among them are more watery than others.

With this opportunity, Lin Zimo will naturally not be in a hurry, but visit scenic spots along the way. There will be no ticket purchase at any of the attractions they go to, let alone a hearing on arbitrary price increases. The natural landscape has not been artificially damaged, which makes Lin Zimo extremely satisfied.

By the time they arrived at Anhua City, Qingyang Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, they had already reached the beginning of spring in the 24 solar terms. Lin Zimo's Qingyang Prefecture has jurisdiction over four counties: Anhua County, Heshui County, Zhengning County and Huan County. The conditions in Anhua City are not much different from those in Guiping City, Guangxi, and there is a unique culture and scenery in the northwest. He stood not far outside the gate and looked carefully.

Lin Zimo, who was about to enter the city, suddenly heard a pleasant and hurried voice of a young woman behind him and said, "Get out of the way, you all get out of the way."

Lin Zimo, who turned around at the sound, saw a non-Han girl riding on a big white horse. Holding the reins of the horse with both hands, she tried to control the slightly frightened horse. Only then did he understand that the girl's shouting was not to fly into the city, but did not want to hurt the innocent people around him. Lin Zimo could see that her horsemanship was very good, otherwise she would have fallen off the horse long ago.

The girl's long hair shows a different style. Her elegant jade face is carved with clear facial features, and her eyebrows are like distant mountains. Her water-colored eyes are clear and beautiful, but they are faintly cold and seem to see through everything. Her nose is small and delicate, her mouth is like a cherry, and her beautiful face is slightly charming.

At this time, Zhao Wenxuan, who clamped his ** horse belly with his legs, rode in the direction of the girl. He knew the nature of the horse, so he helped her try to calm down the frightened horse. After half a column of incense, the white horse of the girl** slowly calmed down, stood still and stepped, and made a sound in her nose from time to time.

The girl riding on the horse just looked at Zhao Wenxuan and said like a word like gold, "Thank you very much."

After she finished speaking, she took out an ingot of silver from her purse and threw it at him, which was a kind of gratitude. Zhao Wenxuan, who took the silver in his left hand, looked at the silver ingot in his hand and smiled. I didn't want to ask the other party for anything in return, but just wanted to do a good thing to help others with happiness.

"What? It's too little." The girl misjudged Zhao Wenxuan's smiling expression.

Zhao Wenxuan had time to speak when he saw five men riding behind her. The teenager who took the lead was very concerned about the girl, so he asked endless questions. Zhao Wenxuan, who didn't want to get involved, pulled the reins, returned to Lin Zimo's side, and then entered Anhua City with everyone.

Lin Zimo's first stop, the suspenseless choice is the magistrate's office. Their arrival shocked the top and bottom of the government office. His family naturally lived in the back hall of the government, and Zhao Wenxuan and Chu Erlang led their old brothers to the garrison in the city accompanied by a local official.

Lin Zimo, who did not go in with Yang Mengqi and others, called an official familiar with the local customs and asked, "What's wrong with this Qingyang Mansion?"

A local official who is not surprisingly good-looking did not answer directly and truthfully, but said relatively euphemistically: "The local people are strong, and there are many foreigners, and there are often some fights on the street. All the masters are very nerve-racking about this.

Lin Zimo, who tasted the taste, thought that their fights should be light, and I'm afraid that the things that draw knives and kill each other should happen from time to time. He knew that the security in the city would not be good, otherwise he would not have mentioned it. Since he came up to talk about this matter, it is enough to show that he needs to deal with it in time.

Lin Zimo, who wanted to ask other questions, asked him to take himself to the government office. Looking at the layout here by myself, there is not much change except that I feel that it has changed to another place. He walked over to the chair behind the table and sat down slowly. In his heart, he laughed at the governor's circle chair that it was really hot.

Lin Zimo, who sat up straight, motioned him to sit down and said kindly, "What else is there? Say it together."

The little official felt that the magistrate in front of him was really different. When others come here to be officials, they are afraid of encountering trouble, and he seems to like to find trouble. The little official can't understand and understand that the old man in front of him is just for that. In my opinion, if they don't get rich for promotion, is it really to make the decision for the people?

The funny officials in my heart dare to say that as long as you are willing to listen, they dare to say: "There is a shortage of water in some places in Qingyang Prefecture, which makes a series of fighting between villages every year during the drought season. Injury, death and disability are years old.

Lin Zimo, who listened carefully, knew that this was another violent incident. I really believe that the folk customs here are really tough. However, when he turned his mind to a certain root cause, he decided that the root behind all this was still survival and economic reasons. If you want to completely change this situation, you must first develop the local economy. He firmly believes that as long as the people live a good life, they will not have enough to do and fight as a pastime. In this regard, Lin Zimo not only needs to treat the table, but also needs to cure the root causes. This bad habit has been allowed to continue, which is not the blessing of the local people.

The little official saw that he didn't make a sound, so he guessed that the old man was not good. His observation shows that Lin Zimo is a dignitary in the field, with some backs and doors, so that he can let go of the lack of foreign office. I feel that the new magistrate came here to walk through the scene, and then transferred to other rich hells to serve as officials, or then promoted.

"Sir, we are in a poor place, and we dare not compare with other rich state governments at all." The little official was really afraid that he would come to search for the fat of the people and said, "Every year, we can collect the 20 peroxide tax stipulated by the court, which has been blessed by God. The tax officials in the government office are always worried when it comes to tax collection, just like the pain of a tiger.

He said this not for the sake of the people here, but for the lives of himself and his family. The minor officials are well aware that the armed fights here are common, and they have long been accustomed to it. Since the previous dynasty, the local government has been unable to control it and dare not control it. Born and raised, he has seen many incidents of killing officials. The former governor of Qingyang was killed by a group of people in office. He knew that he had killed several scapegoates to cancel the case, and the real murderer was still at large. His starting point and motivation are very simple, as long as they are at peace with each other.

Lin Zimo, who was thoughtful, leaned his back on the chair, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said lightly, "Go on."

The surprised little official felt that he pretended to be calm, so he continued with the evil idea of scaring him, "Master, I have a suggestion for you. If you and your family can go out, you don't go out, you'd better not go out. The city is slightly better. After all, there are still all the scruples between foreign tribes. Outside the city is in a mess, and they have to fight and duel from time to time. If this person is heartless and involved, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a chance to come back alive.

He noticed that he was scaring himself, Lin Zimo, and his heart was sneering, but his face did not show it. He felt that his weak scholar appearance would be regarded as a "soft persimmon" by others wherever he went. Lin Zimo didn't scold him. After all, he didn't have to be angry about such a thing. I am still skeptical of his words, after all, it is just one side of the other party.

Before coming here, Lin Zimo had been psychologically prepared for a long time. I don't believe that Comrade Emperor sent him to serve in a harmonious place. He felt that he was sent here to be an official, that is, to be a "firefighter" in the Ming Dynasty. If you can successfully put out the fire for Emperor Zhu, then the credit lies in the society. If he fails, he will have to take the blame himself.

Finally, Lin Zimo synthesized the words of the small officials and concluded that the economy here is relatively backward. There are many foreigners and clans, powerful, and they like to fight and kill people. If the government wants to act from it, it depends on their faces, otherwise they will come out to make trouble.