Wei Tang, the governor of Xuanzhou, was from a good background and had good abilities, so his official career was smooth.

After the directors finished in the morning, Wei Tang and Sima Ma Zun drank tea together.

"There was a saying in the previous dynasty that if you have misfortune in your three lives, the county magistrate will be attached to Guo; if you do evil in three lives, you will be attached to the provincial capital of Guo; if you are full of evil, you will be attached to the capital of Guo." Wei Tang laughed and said: "This is the case in Xuanzhou. Taoxian County, where it is governed, is not far away.

Jiedushi is stationed there, and there are so many mothers-in-law there that I have a headache."

Ma Zun said: "Isn't it? But in comparison, the Tao County magistrate is even worse."

There are two levels of mother-in-law above the magistrate of Taoxian County, Xuanzhou and Jiedushi Yamen.

"Hahahaha!" Wei Tang nodded him with his finger, "You are really good at comforting people."

Ma Zun said: "Last year, my husband was ill. He didn't go out much throughout the winter. For the first time, he didn't go to Chang'an to attend the imperial meeting. It's spring, and I haven't seen my husband show up. Sir, I can't do this, my husband."

I'm afraid I'm going to retire."

"It's hard to say." There was a coldness in Wei Tang's eyes, "If my husband becomes an official, the Jiedushi Mansion will be in turmoil. Some people will be promoted, some will be demoted, and some will retire."

One emperor and one courtier, this principle is applicable everywhere.

"Your Majesty, Deputy Envoy Liao has a good impression of your Majesty. If your husband becomes an official, your chances are not small!" Ma Zun said with a smile.

If Ma Zun takes office, he, Ma Zun's deputy, will also have the opportunity to have a glimpse of the position of governor.

Each carrot is in a pit. When someone moves above, each carrot hopes to move up a level collectively.

"It's hard to say." Wei Tang put down the water glass, "Don't forget about that man from Chenzhou!"

"Yang Xuan's momentum has been too strong in the past two years, but he is still young after all!" Ma Zun said with a smile: "The envoy is different, he has enough resume, qualifications, and experience. If you want to enter the Jiedu envoy's house, if you are missing one of them

Same, that means he is lame."

"Your Majesty!"

I have a small official to see you.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, someone is coming from Chenzhou."

"Oh! Let him come."

The person from Chenzhou is a petty official.

"I have been ordered to come here." The clerk stood up straight, causing Wei Tang and others in the hall to frown slightly.

"Say!" Wei Tang said calmly.

The clerk loudly said: "Your Majesty ordered me to tell you that Decheng County is adjacent to Wangu County in Chenzhou, and there are six villages between the two counties whose ownership is unknown.

The envoy checked the records of previous years and found that four of the six villages originally belonged to Decheng County.

This time the flood submerged those six villages, so Jun asked people to go to Decheng County to inform them, but Decheng County stood idly by and watched..."

After taking care of Lu Jiao and others, Yang Xuan immediately sent people to Decheng County to urge them to provide disaster relief...Wangu County has already opened a warehouse and distributed food to six villages.

But the rules of officialdom belong to whomever belongs to them. Disaster relief and emergency response can be overridden, but it cannot last long.

Ma Zun chuckled, "I know those six villages. Wangu County took them over at the beginning. Doesn't it mean that Wangu County doesn't belong to Chenzhou now?"

The clerk said: "Xuanzhou also robbed it!"

When it was necessary to control the population growth, Xuanzhou would also say that those six villages were under his control.

Ma Zun said calmly: "That's nonsense!"

There is no need to litigate verbally on this matter, and this is Xuanzhou, not Chenzhou.

"Yang Shijun's prestige has gone to the wrong place!" Wei Tang said calmly: "Go back and tell him that Chen Zhou will take care of that place himself!"

Next time when people and taxes are needed, Xuanzhou can just shout again. With a stroke of a pen, the six villages are ours.

This kind of thing is common in official circles.

The clerk said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Your Majesty said that if Xuanzhou refuses, then let me ask..." He boldly raised his head and looked at Wei Tang, "Is there any justice in this world?"

Wei Tang shook his head contemptuously, "Get out!"

…

Yang Xuan took charge of Dingyang Village and mobilized Wangu's army to come for disaster relief.

The floods have long receded, and the victims have received food. They have had two full meals and their strength has returned.

"Don't be lazy after eating the food given by the envoy!" An elder burped, "The envoy is moving things, how can we still sit and watch the fun? That is our home, follow the envoy,

It's tidied up."

Excluding the old and the weak, almost two thousand people joined in.

Yang Xuan was clearing away the mud with a shovel. He was well-educated, strong, and relaxed.

Lin Feibao and others were working outside him, vaguely surrounding him in the middle.

"Your Majesty, I'm here!"

Yang Xuan straightened up, thumped his backhand, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, clean up your home, and there will still be time for spring plowing!"

"Yes!" Several old people were let in, Yang Xuan winked, and Lin Feibao and others dispersed.

"Your Majesty." An old man said with a smile, "Where are we from?"

The old man next to him said: "Of course it's Chenzhou."

Yang Xuan said: "Whether it is Chenzhou or Xuanzhou, first of all, you are the common people of the Tang Dynasty! But officials of the Tang Dynasty cannot just sit back and watch the people suffer and ignore them!"

"Well said!" said the old man: "You have us in your heart!"

"If I don't have you in my heart, will you still have me in your heart?" Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Friendship is mutual. I gave it to you, and you gave it back to me. In this way, who can be the enemy of the government and the people?"

?”

The officials and the people are enjoying themselves here, and old thieves come quietly.

"Lang Jun, I noticed something is wrong with some people."

"What's wrong?"

"Those people who gathered together before were all strong men. Some people were worried that they wanted to cause trouble, but the guards over at Uda found that those people had calluses on their hands for using knives."

Yang Xuan asked the old man next to him, "Do you recognize those people?"

The old man looked at the men gathered in the distance and said, "They came here a few years ago, and they are said to be refugees. We don't care about them here, and they have settled here."

"Have you ever farmed?"

"No, even if I go hunting in the mountains, I've only seen him a few times."

"Take it!"

Yang Xuan gave the order decisively.

The old thief said: "I beg you, little man."

This guy is addicted to being a famous general.

Yang Xuan nodded, and the old thief left with a red face.

"Old thief, and me!"

Wang Laoer ran and turned back, "Mr. Lang, do these heads count for money?"

Yang Xuan said with a dark face, "It doesn't count!"

If you don’t even know your specific identity, how can you kill someone indiscriminately?

The old man was confused when he heard this, "Your Majesty, is there something wrong with those people?"

"right!"

The old thief mobilized more than two hundred soldiers to surround him.

Before they even got close, the group of people started running away.

"I have already prepared an ambush, hahahaha!" The old thief took out the booklet and turned to that page. "Lang Jun said, drive first and then besiege. Leave a hole when driving, and the enemy will be overjoyed when they see the chance of survival.

If you look too far, you will have no fighting spirit. When the encirclement appears, your morale will plummet. Our army will win!"

Dozens of men were surrounded in the middle.

Lin Feibao is here.

"Take it!"

Rows of long guns were approaching, and more than a dozen men rushed over with roars and were stabbed to death by random shots.

The rest kneeled down and asked to surrender.

"Mr. Lang, I asked, he is a secret spy from Northern Liao Dynasty!"

"Damn it!" Yang Xuan scolded: "Northern Xinjiang is very strictly controlled, and those secret spies can't find a big place to stay. I didn't expect it! This three-in-one area has become their stronghold."

"Your Majesty!"
To be continued...