Although Xiao Chong only came to Luang County in the middle of this year to take office, he met Lin Wanwan's high productivity and auspiciousness as soon as he arrived. His first year's annual performance has already set the tone.
If a person has no foundation, he may be manipulated by his superiors, but he does not need to worry too much about this kind of thing.
Expressing merit for Lin Wanwan directly through family connections can be considered Xiao Chong's return of favor to Lin Wanwan.
In fact, if Xiao Chong was evil enough and took all the credit from Lin Wanwan, the latter would be helpless and helpless.
It is a reality that officials at the highest level can crush people to death. It is even more impossible for people to fight against officials.
"Who in the hall is suing me?" This kind of thing is full of black humor.
High-yielding grains must be promoted throughout the county and even the country, but in the political environment of the Tang Dynasty, Xiao Chong could definitely choose to go it alone and create huge wealth for his family.
Private salt in the early Tang Dynasty had not yet been included in supervision and taxation, so there was too much room for maneuver. This was not a small profit, but a huge profit that could cause disputes.
But Xiao Chong didn't want to do this. For him who inherited a large amount of inheritance from his mother, the amount of wealth could hardly cause his inner fluctuations.
There is a sentence in Hengqu Quotes by the great Confucian Zhang Zai that particularly describes his pursuit: establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, and carry on the unique knowledge for the saints.
Life is short. As a parent-parent official, his pursuit is to ensure that the people under his rule have enough food, clothing, and support, and have someone to rely on when they are old. Doing something practical for the people under his rule is his pursuit.
When the first batch of sea salt was dried, Xiao Chong went to the salt farm to see the results in person and remained silent for a long time.
Compared with his calmness, his staff Xiao Ce, the county magistrate, the two county captains who judged the various Cao Cao to collect the rent, the chief bookkeeper in charge of the bookkeeping and other officials were all excited and incoherent.
"Xiao Ming Mansion, does a salt farm like this really belong to the county government?"
Xiao Chong nodded calmly: "Let's call this salt field Wanghai Salt Field. The income from selling salt will be put into the public treasury, and some new year's gifts will be given to the widowed and lonely elderly people registered in the county, so that everyone can have a good year."
"Xiao Mingfu is righteous!"
The previous magistrate of Luan County was directly accused of bending the law for personal gain and slacking off in his work. He and the officials he recommended were also punished. Naturally, they who were working under the magistrate did not have a good life.
Now, less than half a year after Xiao Chong came to Luan County, good things happened one after another. No one believed that Xiao Chong didn't have any luck.
Although people who are officials have been familiar with the books of sages since childhood, and they talk about strange powers and chaos on the surface, in fact, deep down they are the most superstitious.
What's more, before doing anything, you must first ask a Feng Shui master to calculate the direction.
Because of Lin Wanwan's help, Xiao Chong accidentally established himself as a koi carp in the officialdom of Luang County. Coupled with his photographic memory, his method of handling political affairs, and his diligent and fair attitude, he managed the people under his command.
You have to be obedient.
He, this powerful dragon across the river, has completely suppressed the local snakes in Luan County.
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Lin Wanwan has become a celebrity in the community since she was on several hot searches. Fortunately, she is in a villa area with few people. She is separated from the higher-ups by a courtyard gate and a small river, so they are not connected to each other, otherwise it would be really troublesome.
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She stayed in the Tang Dynasty for more than half a month before returning to modern times to see the situation.
Lin Wanwan looked at the messages Chen Jinyu left for her on her phone. Most of them were words of gratitude, as well as news about her breakup with the girl who threw away Lin Wanwan's clothes.
Lin Wanwan called Chen Jinyu. The other person was still in a bad mood. It was obvious that she had not recovered from the trauma, but she was very grateful to Lin Wanwan for her generous help that day.
"Wanwan, thank you so much. I didn't expect you to know martial arts. Hey, if you hadn't appeared, we don't know how we would have been beaten." Chen Jinyu kept thanking us.
"It's okay. How are you recovering now?"
"Hey, like a pig's head, I'm afraid of leaving scars. I'll go back to my hometown to recuperate for a while first."
"Okay, then you can take a good rest."
"Wanwan, I will go back to Yongcheng to thank you after I recover. When the time comes, you must come out. I really want to thank you."
"What are you talking about? It's best if you're fine. No more words. I'm going to be busy. You have a good rest."
"Well, okay, bye."
Lin Wanwan looked through Lu Shouyue's messages again. The latest one was half a month ago, asking her to meet and see paintings, but there were no messages after that. She must have been very busy.
Forget it, this painting is here anyway, and I don’t have anything urgent to do with money now, so I’ll take my time.
She planned to go out to buy some things, and then go to the inn to collect the express. It had been left for half a month, and she hoped it was not lost.
This time I returned to modern times, mainly to replenish beef and spices, and buy some flour and mutton. In addition, Lin Wanwan also bought an authentic Chen Zhiji iron pot and a set of Chen Zhiji's most famous knives from a Hong Kong purchasing agent.
The reason why she has to find a purchasing agent for every pot is because this brand has been registered by others in China and is not authentically produced by an old store in Hong Kong. There is a mixed bag of good and bad people on the Internet. It is difficult for her to distinguish the real ones from the fake ones. So she might as well spend more money and buy with confidence.
Yes, this is going to be taken to the Tang Dynasty.
The pots of the Tang Dynasty were different from modern pots. They were mostly pot-shaped, rather than the modern large-opening shape. Since there was no cooking in the Tang Dynasty, the pots were naturally not designed for cooking.
The shape of the pot is similar to that used by modern people for cooking. In fact, there were also pots in the Tang Dynasty, such as the double-ear silver pot. But this thing was not used for cooking, but for making alchemy, making tea and decoction.
Lin Wanwan felt that it was better to bring an authentic iron pot back to Datang for cooking, which would be the perfect way to live in a paradise. Because Datang did not have a range hood, she deliberately chose a model with less oil smoke.
After she had finished shopping and was dragging a bunch of express boxes home, her cell phone rang. It was Lu Shouyue calling.
"Well, I'm lucky. I actually dialed the number today." After the call was connected, Lu Shouyue first smiled and joked, and then went straight to the subject without waiting for Lin Wanwan's reply, "Wanwan, you half
Do you have the painting you sent me a few months ago? Isn’t it convenient for you to take it out and have a look?"
Sure enough, it was for painting, Lin Wanwan smiled: "Yes. Are you in the antique shop now? If you are, I will go there."
"No, I'm in the university library. I went out of town in the past half month and just came back today with the army. Where are you now? I'll pick you up."
"No, it's very convenient for me to take a taxi there. You can send me your location."
"That's okay too."
After picking up the phone, Lu Shouyue's location on WeChat was immediately sent over.
Lin Wanwan put everything in the small villa and put the things that should be in the refrigerator into the refrigerator. After sorting them, she picked up the paintings and took a taxi out.
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After the high school entrance examination, I went back to school to attend the graduation party.
The sunset fills the sky with brilliant reds, as if drunk.
Lin Wanwan was as cold as ever, climbing the stairs without squinting. Everyone she passed could not stay in her eyes.
She knew that she was different from others. Her grandfather, who was nearly eighty years old, could not protect her for long. She could only control her own destiny by reading. Apart from reading, nothing else mattered.
Having just lost her grandmother, she understood the word "drag oil bottle" from the cold attitudes of her uncle, aunt and uncle.
As she was walking, the slender young man who was watching the sunset at the stairs on the third floor suddenly turned around and stopped her. Although he had turned his back to her before, he stopped her accurately and stuffed a letter into her hand.
Lin Wanwan looked at the young man's back in surprise as he walked downstairs calmly, as if the person who just sent the message was not him at all.
If it weren't for the letter in her hand, Lin Wanwan would have suspected that she was hallucinating.
She smiled and lowered her head to open the letter, reading it as she walked. The letter was very short, with only one question.