Some words he is willing to say to these people, but some words he cannot say.

It’s not that I don’t dare to say it, but that one person understands it more, and one person understands it, then the weight of what he knows is one point.

We can never look at things in the court alone, but we must connect them and carefully and carefully read them.

Control the river, the Yellow River and the Huai River.

Why did the Yellow River and Huai River break the mouth because of the Grand Canal in the North and South?

The imperial court maintained the money and astronomical figures of the Grand Canal every year. The suffering of the people in Huaibei is also related to the Grand Canal.

This canal makes the people miserable, but how many people have also fattened up?

In the next few years, the canal will be managed greatly, and the Yellow River and Huai River will be managed greatly. Where will the court pay? This is not something that can be done at one time, but a few million for many years and millions.

"You... say it clearly, the lower official becomes more confused as he listens!" Hou Tai, the man-in-law, said, "Why is it so mysterious?"

"Think about it yourself!" Li Zhigang looked at him, then looked at everyone, and lowered his voice again, "However, for you, this is an excellent opportunity!"

These words immediately made everyone's hearts tight and their eyes were hot.

"That's how things in the world are. If you want to do things, you have to offend people!" Li Zhigang lowered his voice and said softly, "Control rivers is a fat man, but it is also a hard work. The things behind the rivers are not something that ordinary people dare to do!"

"So the emperor sent Xin Langzi?" someone exclaimed.

"Can he finish everything alone?" Li Zhigang sneered, "He needs help, the emperor needs officials who can do their best, do things, and are not afraid of offending others!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up and their hearts were restless.

"Everyone, I'm a veteran!" Li Zhigang smiled, "It sounds like that in the fifth-rank Beijing official? But to be honest, the fifth-rank Beijing official is a young wife who is angry. There are too many mother-in-laws on his head! Not to mention it, you may not be rewarded if you have any contributions, but you are the first one!"

"This official uniform can scare the common people, even the rich slaves of other families are not as good as those of other people's high-ranking families! But it's different when you arrive. For example, the second Huaian Mansion in Fengyang is the main mansion under Zhili. When you arrive there, you are above ten thousand people, who dares to show your face?"

"It is difficult, but it is easiest to achieve political achievements. And in the next few years, the emperor will be able to see everything you do."

"Dare to be brave enough to take responsibility and work hard in the local area for a few years. As long as you get into the emperor's eyes and get transferred back to the capital, will a minister still hold a handful of hand?"

As soon as the words came, everyone's eyes were shining.

The reason why these people do nothing to be an official is because they have no roots and have no other way than doing things. This is the only way they can climb up. What are they afraid of if they offend people? What are they afraid of for their hard work? Compared with the benefits, nothing is nothing.

"But..." Zhang Yong pondered, "That's what you said, we also want to share our worries for the king and father. But... you also said, I am a fifth-rank minor official, who can recognize us!"

"Hi!" Li Zhigang smiled and nodded, "That's right!" After saying that, he picked up the teacup and slowly started drinking.

This action fell into the eyes of everyone, and the meaning was already very obvious.

After the imperial edict of guilt, the Huaibei officialdom will inevitably have earthquakes, and there will be many gaps. Moreover, they are all in real power, and people need money, power, and the fat people need to be the only ones.

You are all people who have no feet. If you need someone to support you, then where can you support you?

It is far away from the sky and is close to you. Not to mention that this minister is in the limelight now, just based on his interpersonal relationships, I would like to recommend a few people who can still speak.

But there is no matter how to lose pie in the world. If you want to take it, you must give it first. Whether the Minister can help depends on whether these people can be human beings and whether they can do things!

Li Zhigang was so mean.

The official was made thoroughly by Li Zhigang.

Li Zhigang did everything.

But the so-called "there are people outside of people and there is heaven outside of people". Compared with others, Li Zhigang's self-praise is just a clever mind.

~~

"Quick! Quick!"

The rain raked down, falling on people like a stone.

Li Jinglong was in the rain and just entered the room, he shouted to his wife Deng without changing her clothes, "Hurry up!"

"Why are you hurrying?" Deng was embroidering the embroidery boredly and put down the needle and thread in his hand. "What are you doing?"

Li Jinglong didn't say anything, picked up the tea bowl and drank it hard.

Then he spoke, "Lot deed, the land deed of his hometown in Sizhou!"

"What do you want to do?" Deng was even more puzzled, "What happened!"

"Find it!" Li Jinglong pulled off his wet clothes casually and spoke, "Take out the land deeds of those tenants, and hand them over!"

"to whom?"

"The court!"

"That's our Xuntian, which was exchanged for the lives of the previous two generations!" Deng said anxiously, "Why are you crazy?"

"Sizhou is flooded!" Li Jinglong sat down and sighed.

Deng stepped forward, "What are you afraid of when you flood? The ground can't be washed away. If the water fades away, you will continue to plant it!" As he said, he said, "That's all good land! A watery paddy field!"

Li Jinglong glanced at his wife, "Sizhou is flooded, it's all over, and the dead are gone. After the disaster, the people are resettled to ensure their livelihoods, and the people need to be recruited to manage the river. At this time, our family still has so many land and so many people in their hands, and they still ask for rent from others. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Deng clasped his handkerchief, "But, it's all right..."

"It's a merit now!" Li Jinglong said seriously, "The emperor will not treat us badly. He will suffer a small loss now and take a big advantage in the future. If he still holds it in his hand, he pretends not to see it... In the future, he will suffer a loss!"

As he said that, he waved, "You go and talk to me, and you can also hand over the land under his name!"

"Our home is counted..."

"If you ask you to hand it over, you can hand it over. Why don't there be so much nonsense?" Li Jinglong said angrily, "Hair is long and knowledgeable. Will our family have to hand over others? How many places are there together? 10,000 mu of land can accommodate 2,000 victims, and 100,000 mu of them?"

"This is not a question of how much it is. This is enlightenment. Do you understand enlightenment? This is a hurry to make people difficult, this is sharing the worries of the country, this is setting an example, this is an example..."

"Okay, okay, please!" Deng quickly interrupted Li Jinglong, "You grinned like a badger, you want to eat people!" As he said that, he suddenly remembered something and whispered, "My mother's home also has a lot of good places in Sizhou? Do you want to share it?"

Her father, Deng Yu, the king of Ninghe, was from Sizhou. When he first joined the old man, he was a powerful man in the place. He organized a group training to fight against the Yuan Dynasty's official uniforms and taxes, and was both soldiers and bandits.

Deng Yugui was the sixth founding king of the Ming Dynasty. His hometown in Sizhou was his base camp. He had more land under his name, which was only a lot more than his Li Jinglong family.

"Deng Ping had thought of it for a long time, and he still had to worry about it!" Li Jinglong glanced at him and sighed, "What a pity, I should have got my hands on it a few years ago..."

"Virtue!" Deng pushed Li Jinglong, and then said with some heartache, "My mother's family has been maintaining its land output over the years. If there is no investment in the future, how can I live?"

"I can't be poor!" Li Jinglong grinned, "The Deng family has connections in Sizhou. In the year of great disaster, the people who have connections are behind!" As he said, he waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, find all the dice-de-titles and prepare meals for me. I'll eat and go to the palace!"

"You might as well live in the palace!" Deng glanced at him.

"Hehe!" Li Jinglong smirked, "Enter the palace? Shedeye's silver spear?"

"roll!"

~~

It was a thunderous and heavy rain, waterfall, and it was flowing down like a waterfall.

In the dark cell, large areas of rain kept falling in the narrow small window.

The thatch on the ground was already wet, but Xin Yande stood under the window but did not move at all.

He quietly looked at the small window and the heavy rain outside. His face seemed to be petrified, but his eyes were filled with misery.

Then he picked up a thatched stick, dipped it in some water, and began to write on the wall.

"Farmers hope that the rain will moisten the spring seedlings, but they don't want the heavens to be chaotic. The water is pouring down in the sky, and the world is full of bitter tears!"

After writing, throw the stick.

Xin Yande looked at it, wiped it with his sleeves, and cursed, "I am born not a poetic talent, why do I write random poems? You have no conscience, you have no conscience... and you have leisure and elegant writing of limericks. You have a dog of conscience...."

Crash, the chains outside sounded.

Xin Yande turned his head and looked at the iron gate of the cell, "Who?"

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, Deng Ping took the lead, and behind him, he slowly came in with a cloak.
Chapter completed!