Li Qing has only learned about Zhang Qiu Jianqiong's treacherous slutty until today. It was impossible for him to make such a coincidence. It must be his intentional arrangement. He actually wanted him to jump out of Chengdu and continue fighting with the Hai family in the dark. This is the case in the officialdom. It cannot be pointed out. It depends on understanding and fighting scheming. Li Qing understood it, but he was really unhappy. What was he? Is a chess piece in Zhang Qiu Jianqiong's hand? The move he played gave him no way out, just like a small pawn crossing the river, and could only move forward, not backward.

He looked at Wang Changling again, and saw that he had white hair and rough wrinkles on his face. He was so old that he worked for the people. His turbid old eyes looked at him with expectation. He had to sigh inwardly, okay! Just be a flying general in Longcheng!

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The function of the chief lord is equivalent to that of the deputy county magistrate in charge of finance and the standing committee member of the county party committee. This is Li Qing's specialty. The next morning, he was going to report to the county government. He had already changed into a new official uniform, wearing a soft-wrapped Tang scarf, a soft-wrapped trousers, a pleated jacket, a light blue collar, a narrow sleeve embroidered bird robe, a green leather belt, a short knife on it, and black leather boots on it. This is the typical official uniform of a ninth-rank official in the Tang Dynasty. Li Qing was so excited that he looked around in front of the bronze mirror, as if he was about to go out.

Li Qing got on the open carriage that Lao Yu had rented, and set off on the road with great energy, which surprised everyone along the way. They pointed and pointed behind him. Li Qing was even more proud and wanted to hold up a sign: the new parents' official.

There was still an arrow from the county government, and a group of bare kids ran out of it yelling, two of them carrying a large wine gourd.

Yibin County Yamen is not big, but it is very ragged. Just like the predecessors of the Hope Primary School in later generations, it is a brick-wood structure. The red face is gone. A big drum is hanging on the left side of the gate. There is a big hole on it. Someone picked up the drum hammer to make a fire stick. Li Qing hesitated and confirmed that the house would not collapse suddenly. Then he picked up the steps and entered the Yamen. The light inside was dim and the ground was uneven. The case was old and broke one leg. He was pushed with a bamboo stick and two bricks were placed under it, as if an old man with three legs was on a crutch. The county magistrate was not there, and the court had become a paradise for spiders, making Li Qing feel like he was entering a silk hole.

"Is there anyone inside?"

After shouting for a long time, except for the other Li Qing who agreed, no one came out to agree. In Li Qing's imagination, the government office should be majestic and solemn. Two rows of yamen runners stood with sticks, with a mirror hanging high above and a seventh-rank county magistrate sitting below. In that way, Li Qing suddenly thought of Liu Suifeng. Although the Yilong County Yamen was a little dark, it should be that majestic. The county Yamen in front of him seemed to be an abandoned mountain god temple, with no incense.

"Who are you looking for?"

A sudden intermittent question came from the mirror hanging high, and the sound seemed to emerge from the ground, so strange that it did not bring a little human aura. Li Qing was startled. Then he discovered that there was an old man standing next to the county magistrate's seat, at least eighty or ninety years old, with a hunched back, gray-haired hair, and long dragged it. The clothes he was wearing were as dirty as the curtain behind him, and the color was exactly the same, like a chameleon. Therefore, when Li Qing came in, he did not find his existence.

"I am the new head Bo and want to visit the county magistrate. I don't know where the old man is?"

The old man shook his head, and a hoarse and trembling voice came from his throat: "There are too many dogs in the county, I want to keep this seat."

"Then you are—"

"I am his father in the county magistrate."

Li Qing walked out of the county government and looked up at the sky. The sky was blue and cloudless, as if it was a blue sea. He wanted to breathe a long breath, but he couldn't. He wanted to yell, but his heart was really depressed. Is this the county government he will face in the future? He suddenly felt a little confused and didn't know where he should go to work, and his salary, so should he ask who should go?

"Mr. Li!" A call came from afar.

Li Qing was excited and he had already seen a yamen runner running from the street in a soapy and red robe.

The yamen runs sweating heavily, and when he gets to Li Qing, bent down and eats a lot, and says, "Mr. Wang, I will tell you, he is waiting for Lord Bo at the dock."

Li Qing was surprised, why was it difficult to go to Nanxi County with him?

"Get on the bus! Let's go together."

Without waiting for the yamen runners to answer, Li Qing pulled him into the car, "Lao Yu, go to the dock!" Lao Yu raised his whip, and the carriage drove quickly towards the dock.

"What do you call this brother?"

Li Qing asked with a smile, seeing that this person is tall and tall, his two swaying ears are quite distinctive.

"Sir, my surname is Zhang and my name is Yiming." The answer was straightforward, but my eyes were a little nervous.

"Haha! This name is good," Li Qing also saw that he was a little uneasy, patted his shoulder and smiled: "You don't have to be nervous, I have something to ask you."

"Sir, please tell me, and everyone in my subordinates will answer."

Zhang Yiming is a hard-core supporter of Wang Changling and a local. The county magistrate gave a lecture early in the morning to ask everyone to fully support the new chief clerk. The implication is that Li Qing is his own person.

"This county government is so dilapidated, where are you working?"

Zhang Yiming sighed and said, "Sir, I don't know that this county government has been in name only. Everyone has not entered the county government for almost a year. There are two places in the county that handles official duties in the county. One is the pawnshop of the Tang County Weiwei. We call it the Weiwei Institute, and the other is at the dock. It is a place where Wang County Chief temporarily borrows it to assist the military in handling official duties. We call it the Chief Office. There are endless people coming to Wang County Chief Office every day, but with the Tang County Chief, it is really difficult to do something."

"The county is so in chaos, why doesn't the county care?"

"Sure, of course they want to take care of it!" Zhang Yiming sneered: "They want to be promoted to Tang Sheng as county magistrate, but he is unethical, capable, and no fame. Why can he be county magistrate? But--" At this point, his eyes suddenly became a little dim.

"But what?"

"But after this war in eastern Yunnan, I'm afraid they will find an excuse to improve him and make contributions to support the front enemy!" Zhang Yiming suddenly became excited, "But everything is obviously done by County Chief Wang alone, what has he done?"

"Who did you hear that you want to promote Tang Sheng?"

"No one said it, but these are obvious things that anyone can see."

Li Qing looked at him in surprise. A little yamen runner actually had such experience. It seemed that Yibin County had some Feng Shui, "Zhang Yiming", Li Qing secretly wrote down this name.

Wang Changling's chief office was surrounded by a large group of merchants and people in the morning in three stone houses next to the pier. He was clamoring and clamoring. Li Qing listened for a long time but was still confused and confused.

"Mr. Li, please come here!" Wang Changling, surrounded by the people, suddenly discovered Li Qing, pushed the crowd away, squeezed over and said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you last night. The county government will not be used for the time being. I will come here to handle official duties in the future. Come! Come! I have prepared for you."

He pulled Li Qing into the house, but the people were not willing to do it, and they all blocked the way: "Sir! We have been here many times, and you will solve this problem for us no matter what.

Wang Changling looked embarrassed and bowed, "Dear fellow villagers, everyone sees the reason for this matter. Please give me some time and let me think of a solution. I will definitely solve the difficulties of crossing the river for you."

The people were helpless and shouted for a while, and they shook their heads and sighed and dispersed. Wang Changling then led Li Qing into the house, "Mr. Li, you will work here in the future." He took out several thick stacks of documents from the cabinet, put them heavily in front of Li Qing, and gasped slightly, "I have handled most of the official duties for you. This was the county's population tax examination last year. I have to trouble the adults to do their own work. I must report the results to the county before the end of March at the latest. Don't miss the deadline."

If these stacks of data are piled up, they are at least 100 meters high. They have rent and tax records for each household, population statistics for the whole county, land conditions for the whole county, and commercial tax situation for the whole county. Not only do they have to calculate the statistics, but they also have to check the warehouses one by one. Li Qing's eyes are straight. What is the difference between this and his daily work in his previous life? What official do you do?
Chapter completed!