"Oh?" Feng Ziying was surprised, "His official reputation is pretty good? Really?"
Wang Wenyan was also a little surprised. Feng Ziying didn't seem to believe his words. Could it be that Feng Ziying knew this person?
"Do you know Master Pan? Or have you heard someone talk about his past in Beijing?" Wang Wenyan looked at Feng Ziying.
"No, I haven't heard anything about him, but I didn't know until I left Beijing that he was the prefect of Yan'an Prefecture."
Feng Ziying did not know this person, but he had heard of this person, but it was just a memory impression from his previous life.
Among the ministers in the late Ming Dynasty, he was the first official to advocate the erection of a shrine for Wei Zhongxian, and he was the governor of Zhejiang who proposed erecting a shrine for Wei Zhongxian, which made him particularly memorable.
Feng Ziying is not sure about Pan Ruzhen's ability as an official, but his integrity makes people feel a little tired.
Of course, there is no such person as Wei Zhongxian in this dynasty. Pan Ruzhen cannot be like this, but it is not bad to be appointed as the prefect of Yan'an before the age of forty. Moreover, the eunuch party in the previous life in the late Ming Dynasty was certainly unsatisfactory, and the performance of the Donglin Party was not much better.
No matter where you go, it's just a hair from a dog's mouth.
Even Cui Chengxiu, the capital of the Five Tigers of the Eunuch Party, did an impressive job as the prefect of Datong and deliberately made friends with himself. Feng Ziying did not have much resistance, so theoretically he would not have much prejudice against Pan Ruzhen, but the story of the Jiansheng Temple is a bit
Just disgusting.
Hearing Wang Wenyan say that this person's official reputation is quite good, Feng Ziying felt that she might have been a little preoccupied with her emotions. After calming her mind, she said: "This person's official reputation is quite good, what are his official methods?"
Wang Wenyan laughed, "He was a Jinshi in the 42nd year of Yuanxi. He served as magistrate of Jinyun County, Zhejiang, and later as censor. Four years ago, he went to Yan'an Prefecture as magistrate. Calculated, it was relatively smooth. Naturally, he became an official.
There are some tricks, but the style is more delicate, not as rough and strong as the officials in the northwest here."
Being able to become a fifth-grade prefect with two subjects ahead of me is indeed pretty good, but of course there is no way to compare with someone like me.
Pan Ruzhen, who was waiting outside, was uneasy.
Of course he knew something about Feng Ziying.
Xiao Feng Xiuzhuan, he is a descendant of the Feng family of Datong, the only son of Feng Tang, the governor of the three sides, and a disciple of Qi Ge Lao. He has too many names.
He knew about it before he was officially appointed, but he didn't have much friendship and they were too far apart, so he couldn't establish a relationship.
But he knew that Xiao Feng Xiuzuan had some abilities, but he didn't expect that the other party's movements were so sudden and fierce.
The news he got before was that the other party was still in Datong, hosting a banquet for guests.
He never expected that the newly appointed governor would cross the river directly from Qikou Ferry to Wubao, and be besieged by the rebels in Wubao County for several days. He would break through the siege and reverse the situation in one fell swoop.
This is simply a scene that can only be found in dramas.
In fact, when Feng Ziying arrived in Datong, Pan Ruzhen already knew about it. He still had some connections in Beijing, and he had long wanted to leave this remote and remote place. However, with the drought and chaos in Shaanxi for several years, he knew that there was probably no chance. The imperial court
The local chief official will not be allowed to be transferred under such circumstances.
So he could only make up his mind to be the prefect honestly.
It's just that it's too difficult to be the prefect of Yan'an.
Everyone knows that the people in northern Shaanxi are tough and rely entirely on the weather. When encountering a severe drought, the only thing you can do is to ask for help from the province. If relief cannot be provided, then just wait for the mob to start an uprising.
The province was able to provide some money in the first year, and I also found some big investors to raise some, but this was a drop in the bucket, what could I do?
Mob riots to resist taxes are all conceivable, and Pan Ruzhen's family was also mentally prepared. It was nothing more than suppressing and delaying, starving some to death, clearing out some, and just procrastinating.
But who would have thought that there would be severe droughts year after year, and who could bear it? When the vast majority of people, even the middle households who lived well in the original hometown, cannot survive eating grass roots, tree barks and Guanyin soil, then I will be the king of heaven.
It's useless to be the prefect unless he can produce food.
Coupled with the fact that Fugu and Shenmu counties in the northeast were the first to suffer from pimple plague, and then spread to many surrounding counties, this simply made matters worse.
Pan Ruzhen knew that it was completely impossible for him to be transferred away at this time, and he really wanted to lie down.
But you have to lie down to save your life. In this situation, you may even have to risk your life here.
But if I resign now, I'm afraid there will be no possibility of coming back in the future. How difficult is it to study hard for ten years and pass the Jinshi examination in one fell swoop? Isn't it just for the sake of career prospects?
It is difficult for a scholar from a poor family like me to read books. If he loses his future, it will be the same as death.
In addition to the connections and background, resigning at this time is equivalent to running away. As long as someone reports the matter during the resumption, there will be no resumption.
To be honest, he thought that he had done his best in his position as the prefect of Yan'an, but his foundation was really poor, and he encountered successive years of drought. No one could make a difference in this situation.
There was chaos in the prefecture and county, and he refused to accept how much responsibility he, the prefect, had.
Just sitting in this position, no matter how difficult it is, he can only endure it. At first, he only hoped that the new governor could turn the tide, but now he has no hope.
He also knew a little bit about the current situation of the imperial court. The household department was empty, the commercial department had just started, it had lost taxes from the south of the Yangtze River, water transportation was cut off, the Huguang and Sichuan rebellions had not yet been put down, and the Mongolian Jurchens outside the border wall were also eyeing them. The imperial court could still
He didn't know how long he could hold on.
Just thinking this way, Pan Ruzhen still had some hope in his heart. What if the new governor really had the talent to bring order to the chaos in Shaanxi?
The more I looked forward to it, the more I worried about gain and loss. In this state of mind, I heard that the governor arrived in Datong, but he stayed there and feasted all day long. Later, he heard that he was not in good health and refused to go any further. It was clear that he was
After hearing about the dire situation in Shaanxi, Pan Ruzhen became a little intimidated, which disappointed Pan Ruzhen.
Later, he even found out that the elegant governor had accepted a gift from Cui Chengxiu, the prefect of Datong, which made him feel a little unspeakable. On the one hand, he felt that the governor was not an unkind person.
On the one hand, it seems a bit too much to enjoy leisurely time in Shanxi without taking office.
But all these impressions were overturned by Feng Ziying's next actions.
Feng Ziying suddenly appeared in Wubao and defeated the siege of many rebel forces around Wubao. Feng Ziying's actions not only stunned Pan Ruzhen, but also made the entire Yan'an officials surprised, inexplicable, and uneasy.
The governor has been killing everyone in his own territory, but his own group of officials still know nothing about it. They are still cowering in the city in front of the raging rebels outside the city, not daring to go out. How to explain this?
Pan Ruzhen couldn't sit still the second day after learning the news.
After thinking for a long time, he felt that if he didn't take the initiative to visit him, he might not be able to take the position of prefect soon.
But now the situation outside Fushi City is also very chaotic. From Fushi City to Wubao, you have to pass through Ansai, Yanchuan, and Qingjian. The situation in Ansai is good, but Yanchuan and Qingjian are very dangerous.
Especially in Qingjian, the rebel army almost plundered the entire Qingjian County except the county seat. If the guards were sent to escort them from the capital city, it would inevitably attract the attention of a large number of rebel troops. Pan Ruzhen did not dare to say that his whereabouts could be traced.
You can't hide it from the rebels outside. The rebels are also spying carefully in the city. If it attracts the rebel army to intercept you, it will really be self-defeating.
So in the end, Pan Ruzhen had no choice but to disguise himself and travel quietly. Except for Tongzhi and Su Shiqiang, no one else knew that he had quietly left the city.
I was pretty lucky. Except for the near encounter with the rebel army in Qingjian, I didn't encounter any danger. In Qingjian, I hid in the fields to avoid the rebel army from attacking a large house, and finally arrived at Wubao.
"Mr. Pan, please, the governor is already waiting for you." Wang Wenyan came out and smiled gently.
"Ah, sorry for bothering Brother Wang." Pan Ruzhen bowed his head. He could tell that the governor's chief staff member should also be from Nanzhi, and his accent was similar to his own. He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Wang is from Nanzhi.
Don’t know where the fairyland is?”
"She County, Huizhou." Wang Wenyan naturally understood what the other party meant, but he also knew that his boss needed the support of such a group of officials when he came to Shaanxi. Pan Ruzhen has a good official reputation and his ability should be good. He cannot take the current situation in Yan'an Prefecture as such.
Jia Lai made the assertion, so he also wanted to make friends, "I wonder where Mr. Pan's hometown is?"
"Haha, I didn't expect to meet local people thousands of miles away. It's such a fate. Pan is from Tongcheng, Anqing. Our two families are separated by Chizhou Prefecture." Pan Ruzhen smiled implicitly, "You can hear the local accent, Pan
My mood suddenly improved a lot. Now that I'm here to see the Governor, I would like to ask Brother Wang to give me some advice so that Pan won't lose his etiquette."
"There's no need to be like this." Wang Wenyan laughed when he saw Pan Ruzhen being a little cautious, "My lord, your official reputation is very good, what are you worried about? The governor has his own sense of proportion, so just tell the truth."
"Hey, I'm afraid this will leave a very bad impression on the governor first. Pan has governed Yan'an for four years, and he thinks he has done his best, but what he sees in front of him is chaos everywhere, victims everywhere, such a scene,
How can I convince the governor?" Pan Ruzhen smiled bitterly.
"If the governor is only confused by this superficial phenomenon, then the governor will not be entrusted with important tasks by the court." Wang Wenyan said calmly: "If Master Pan can trust Wang, then if you ask about Yan'an Mansion after you go
As for the truth, just tell the truth and don’t hide it. There are only advantages and no disadvantages in Mr. Wang’s keeping.”
Pan Ruzhen was slightly shocked. This was the first time Pan Ruzhen had met a staff member who dared to speak like this. If he had not received instructions from his superiors, then he was a confidant who knew his boss's thoughts very well.
This chapter has been completed!