In front of the county government office, people are coming and going.
As soon as the soldiers of the Dongguan Express Delivery Shop rolled their saddles and dismounted their horses, the archers of the Beiguan Inspection Department followed the yamen officials to clear the way in the street, followed closely by the yamen officials and led a group of monks to preach the Dharma and headed towards the north gate.
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Liu Chengzong handed the weapon to Cao Yao, and his cousin Chengyun Zi went up to contact the gatekeeper. He bowed and said hello in a familiar manner and handed over a greeting card. He handed over the silver pieces that had been cut in advance from his sleeve and chatted for a few words with a smile.
The disciples went to report it.
"Brother, the ones who just left are the ceremony official and Yin Yang Tushu, who are leading the monks to pray for rain."
Cheng Yun was not very old, but he spoke like an adult. He sneered and whispered: "Hey! Praying for rain will work, but two years of drought will work?"
After that, he said: "I asked, the household secretary Wang went to the Nanguan porridge shed to provide relief. The person who stayed in the Yamen was Zhang Shuban. His name was Zhang Pan, who was from Dongguan. It was the first scholar who failed to become the county magistrate.
Mr. Bin, just hand in the post and look for him later."
Among the long list of positions, only Yin Yang Xun Shu is an official, but it is only an official position without a salary. The other officials, clerks and clerks are all officials. In popular terms, they are clerks.
The imperial court has six departments, the state government has six departments, and the county government has six offices. The staff in these six offices are all subordinate officials. Most of them are people who have no hope of taking the imperial examination. They pass the exam or pay money to work in the government office, and they mainly rely on paper and pen.
Transcription fees and labor and food expenses support living expenses.
But they hold power and are all locals. They have worked in the yamen all their lives. They can inherit their father's business. They are born and raised, familiar with criminal law and proficient in regulations. They are especially good at handling the internal affairs of the yamen. Some subordinates can even ignore people who do not understand administrative business.
Magistrate.
Of course, being an official also has its disadvantages. Officials cannot be officials, and families cannot take imperial examinations, so they will always be officials.
Not long after, the official from the county government went out with a greeting card. Perhaps he got eight cents of silver. He bowed to Liu Chengzong and said with a smile: "Second Master, please come in with me. Zhang Shuban has invited you." Liu Chengzong turned to Cao Yao and others and said, "You guys are waiting for me somewhere outside. I'll come out as soon as the matter is done."
After saying that, he was led into the door by a soap official wearing black clothes and a square scarf.
Liu Chengzong was very familiar with the layout of the yamen. During those years when he was with the old man in the county yamen, going to the Dianshi Hall to the west of the yamen was like going home.
The ritual system of the Yamen all over the world is the same. There is no need to lead the way. Pass through the corridor in front of the Yimen. The east and west wing rooms are called the tax service rooms. They are the place where the grain chief handles taxes in summer and autumn. They are usually not needed. They are usually used as the squad rooms for the strong class.
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The Yimen is not open on weekdays. There is a small door on the left and right. The left is the Ghost Gate, also called the Juemen, and the right is the Human Gate, also called the Ximen.
The Gate of Ghosts is usually not open. That gate is where the prisoners on death row are escorted. After entering, turn left on the west wall and there is a small door leading directly to the West Government Office. After the Autumn Autumn, when the people were slaughtered, the yamen guards would kill the prisoners on death row through the Gate of Ghosts. The Renmen Gate is where county government officials and people usually enter the government office.
In front of the county government hall, there are three wing rooms on both sides of the corridor on the east and west sides. On the west side from south to north, there are three rooms for soldiers, punishments, and workers; on the east side, from south to north, there are three rooms for rites, households, and officials. p>
The Lifang is in charge of personnel, managing county government documents and general affairs within the government office.
The military commander is in charge of recruiting soldiers and training, managing local armed forces, inns and three squads of government officials.
Households are responsible for collecting land taxes and commercial taxes, managing household registration, warehouses and financial revenue and expenditure, and dispatching corvees.
The ceremonial room is in charge of sacrifices, examinations, school education, and educating the people.
The execution chamber is in charge of litigation, judicial trials, and prisoner management.
The workshop is in charge of industry, responsible for farming, water conservancy, engineering construction, and equipment manufacturing.
In this county of hundreds of miles, there is nothing that these six rooms cannot solve.
When Liu Chengzong was led into the household room, there was a yamen servant in the room who was lowering his head and talking to the clerk inside. When he saw him coming in, the clerk in an ocher-coloured collar nodded and gave a few instructions, patted the yamen servant and asked him to come down, and then sat down.
He raised his hands on the chair and said with a smile: "Liu Erlang from Heilong Mountain, a hero of the frontier army; I have a long-term friendship with the Fourth Master, so you don't have to be reserved. Sit down."
The house is not small, but the walls are filled with bookshelves, and the money and food books make the room seem a bit cramped.
At this time, there were only two of them in the room. When Liu Chengzong sat down, Zhang Pan said: "Brother Wang's invitation made your matter very clear. You want to buy 2,700 acres of land in Laomiao Village. The land deed has been purchased and sold.
As long as the house drawings are deposited and filed, you are very kind."
Just when Liu Chengzong was puzzled, Zhang Panhun smiled nonchalantly and said: "Since the bandits attacked the old temple village in Changping, Zhang Qianhu led troops to drive away the bandits, and the landowners who held the title deed there died in the disaster, so it was all wasteland.
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Zhang Qianhu led troops to drive away thieves? Liu Chengzong tried his best to suppress his disdain and anger.
"You, Liu Erlang, have come to me a long time ago. Post a notice outside the yamen, look for thirty or forty households, and write on each of them that a certain person has opened a certain place in Panlong Valley to a certain wasteland. As long as no one comes to the door with the land deed for three months...
No one will come to your door. If everyone is dead, where can you find them? The house will automatically create a new title deed for you."
Is there anything else to say?
This was a new knowledge point for Liu Chengzong, but he really didn't need it and didn't want to use it. It wasn't enough for the dead people in the old temple village to be killed by thieves. They asked the officers and soldiers to take the heads to receive the reward, and in the end they were killed by others while the bones were still cold.
Occupied for no reason?
He couldn't do such a thing, so he cupped his hands and smiled and said: "Thank you Zhang Shuban for your kindness. I really can't wait for Sanyue to eat in this riverside field in Xingpingli."
Zhang Pan smiled very kindly, waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, since it is a business, I can still draw it if I bet on it."
"But... now is not a good time to buy land." As he spoke, he changed the subject, clasped his fists towards the north, and said: "Although the Fushi County government office is small, some things have to be done on a regular basis. When Erlang enters the city, he can see the city.
There are hundreds of refugees gathering outside. The rice vats in the city are bottoming out, and people are starving to death every day, filling up the ditches."
"Our Fushi City is the county government office, and the government office is also here. The prefect is worried about this, so no one can be exempted from the order."
Zhang Pan raised his hand and nodded, rummaged through the official documents on his desk, and pulled out one: "The government has issued an order that all wealthy families who have extra money to buy land in disaster years must help the government share the worries and resettle the refugees. The rule is one hundred acres.
Household."
"So in order to secure the land deed, twenty-seven households of refugees must be registered as tenants. The villain can do whatever is convenient for him, and the number of refugees can be small, but the number of households is fixed and cannot be changed. It must be twenty-seven households." p>
This provision was very difficult for Liu Chengzong to handle and made him frown.
A word from the official in charge of the small border town is equivalent to an edict from the emperor.
It is a golden rule for the prefect to follow the law as he says it. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It's easy to bring twenty-seven families of refugees back, but Zhang Shuban, how can I support them?"
"I don't know either. Except for a few villages along the river, the people have lost their livelihoods. The refugees will become thieves when they gather together for a long time. The government can only come up with this solution."
Zhang Pan shook his head and spread his hands in front of the case: "Xingpingli is on the outskirts of the county, but the city has already begun to allocate. If you have a house with three rooms, you will donate five dou of rice and food every month; you will have to donate one stone once you enter the yard."
"It's better to buy land and give it to the refugees. We don't even have to find people to farm the land anymore. Saving one life is better than having to fast for seven years. You, Liu Erlang, will have to eat all the food for the rest of your life."
