No matter how tired you are during the day, as long as you get a solid sleep at night, you will be full of energy and energy when you wake up the next day.
Han Qing now has a deep understanding of this.
Yesterday afternoon, he was obviously exhausted from traveling. In the evening, he was forcibly dragged out to drink until late at night. This morning, he didn't feel tired at all.
Even the black circles and lips faded a lot in the copper mirror.
Now that you have recovered physically and mentally, it's time to get down to business.
In the post specially prepared for officials, he had his meal and tidied himself up. Han Qing took the greeting card with him and walked to the county government office.
Without having to think hard, Han Qing could guess the reason why the county magistrate Zhang Wei summoned him.
It must be related to the fire in the grain and grass depot the night before yesterday.
In order to prevent Li Jiqian from Xiazhou from rebelling again, the imperial court ordered the Yong'an Military Transport Department to prepare military rations and horse feed. Suddenly, it was burned to ashes by a fire, and officials from the Jiedushi Envoy, the Transport Envoy, and the Xiadu Envoy were sentenced to death.
, appease, down to the county magistrate and county magistrate, they must have been very stressed in the past two days.
However, Han Qing didn't feel nervous at all.
First of all, the Grain and Grass Depot is under the Transshipment Department, while the Inspection Office is under the Inspection Department. The two departments are clearly separated from each other. No matter how long the officials of the Inspection Department are, they cannot control the Transshipment Department.
Secondly, his position is from the ninth rank, while Liu Sicang, who died in the line of duty in the grain and grass depot, is the eighth rank. In theory, only the latter can give him orders, but he has no right to dictate to the latter. If Liu Sicang was alive during his lifetime,
Without sending someone to invite him, he wouldn't even be able to get through the gate of the grain and grass depot, let alone participate in reaping the benefits and sharing the spoils.
Thirdly, Yongxing Military Road transfers Si Ding'an grain and grass depot, which is a full thirty-seven miles away from Jinniuzhai, and most of the middle is mountain road. There was a fire in the grain and grass depot, and Han was willing to rush over with his brothers to rescue him.
It is very valuable. These days, there are neither helicopters nor motorcycles, so no one is qualified to blame him for not arriving in time!
Once again, the distance between the Yongxing Military Road Transfer Station Ding'an Grain and Grass Depot and the county seat is more than ten miles closer than the distance between it and Jinniuzhai. The night before yesterday, until heavy rain fell from the sky, the fire-fighting team led the team to fight the fire.
There was only one official, Han, who was the magistrate, county lieutenant and chief registrar of Anding County, but not even a shadow was seen.
Again and again...
All in all, Han Qing didn't think that the fire in the grain and grass depot had anything to do with him. He also didn't want to have anything to do with it.
Since time traveling, although he has been trying to adapt to the environment, he has never been able to regard himself as a true Song Dynasty person.
He enjoyed being an official, but he could not feel any loyalty to the Song Dynasty or the Zhao family. Subconsciously, he positioned himself as an employee of the "company" of the Song Dynasty, not a subject.
Since you are a wage earner, you cannot risk your life to safeguard the interests of the company.
Han Qing had long been prepared to keep the secrets he accidentally discovered the night before yesterday in his stomach, and was determined not to take the initiative to tell anyone about them.
This kind of "bystander" and "worker" mentality made Han Qing very relaxed. Even when the concierge of the county government informed him that Magistrate Zhang had urgent matters to deal with in the morning and asked him to come back after midnight, he did not
How to take it into your heart.
Everyone has a temper.
Because I was tired from the journey yesterday, I did not go to the county office to meet him immediately after entering the city. Magistrate Zhang must have some grudges in his heart.
I have a grudge in my heart, so I should let myself be rejected once today.
Anyway, when I came to the county seat, I was just going through the motions. The county magistrate did not want to ask anything useful from me. I would not provide the county magistrate with anything useful.
Since we are just going through the motions, there is not much difference between walking in the morning and walking in the afternoon.
It was a rare occasion for me to enter the county town. I didn't need to meet with the county magistrate in the morning, so I could just take the opportunity to walk around and open my eyes to see the urban scene of the Song Dynasty, which in the 21st century has become nothing but legend.
Thinking like this, Han Qing's footsteps became more and more brisk. As for Zhang Fan's indignant "Don't wait after noon", he automatically ignored it. (Note: Don't wait after noon. In ancient times, unless the relationship was close,
It is impolite to go see someone else if there is an urgent matter. On the other hand, it is also disrespectful to ask others to come see you again in the afternoon.)
Jinniuzhai is nearly seventy miles away from the county seat, and the road conditions are very average. In the 21st century, this distance required just a quick kick in the car, but in the 11th century, it would have taken nearly two hours to walk on horseback.
Therefore, the last time Han Qing was forced to go to the city to practice for Senior Brother Li was three months ago. And that time, because he came and went in a hurry, he didn't bother to see any scenery.
This time, he had plenty of time, and his adaptability to the Song Dynasty was much better than three months ago. Therefore, walking down the main road really opened up a lot of horizons.
Different from the urban landscape he was familiar with in his previous life, many streets and alleys in the Song Dynasty were not connected to each other. Most of the semi-enclosed alleys would eventually be connected to a small main road in the north-south direction.
Each small main road, like a rib, is connected to the main street that runs east to west of the county. In the center of the main street to the north is the county government office.
In this way, the importance and core position of the county government are highlighted. Starting from the county government, no matter whether you go to any alley in the county, riding a horse will not take more than half a stick of incense. Using the timing standard of Han Qing's previous life, it will be about eight minutes.
about.
Of course, except for Han Qing, an idle man, no other officials or people would care about how long it takes to get from the county government office to the farthest alley.
Most officials and people living in the county usually only care about three places, the county government office, the East City and the West City.
There is no need to look carefully at the county government office. It is a place that Han Qing must go to every time he enters the city. He is already familiar with it and can no longer be familiar with it.
He seldom went to the East Market and the West Market today. It was rare that he had time today, so he just happened to take a closer look.
These two important places that supported the county town together with the county government actually just used the title of the Tang Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty at this time, the distinction between each other was not strict. The East City expanded along the main street and reached the county government.
The scope of the West Market is roughly the same.
People habitually go to Dongshi to buy clothes, jewelry, furniture, books and other valuables. Consumer and entertainment venues such as Peony Pavilion are also located near Dongshi.
The West Market sells firewood, rice, oil, salt, livestock, farm tools, etc. Occasionally, there are one or two jewelry and cosmetics shops, but they are all cheap goods with rough workmanship. They are only for ordinary people with limited wallets, and they will definitely not be rich.
The young lady came with her maid to inquire.
As for places to eat, there are both East Market and West Market. However, except for a few palm-sized soup restaurants, most of the other restaurants are not open yet.
Most of the local people are accustomed to eating the first meal of the day, which is the morning meal, at home. The second meal, called the morning meal, is usually eaten around mid-afternoon and will not be eaten too early.
Only for social activities such as banquets or gatherings with colleagues, would one go to a restaurant to order wine and food at noon. And given the size of Anding County, such social activities are destined not to be too many.
Of course, top consumer venues like Peony Pavilion can provide a variety of meals and services even in the early morning. But the prerequisite is that reservations are required, and the identity or net worth of the reservation holder can be ranked high in the local area.
Han Qing had just had a big meal at Peony Pavilion last night, and was not interested in being a repeat customer in a short period of time. First, he walked around on the street and had a leisurely time. By noon, he felt a little bored.
I randomly found a restaurant that looked clean and bright, walked in, and ordered some food to fill my stomach.
With Zhang Fan, Wang Wu and other minor officials following him, he didn't have to worry about not being able to taste the local specialties. Therefore, the "meal" that had been prepared two hours in advance was quite delicious.
After finishing the meal and drinking enough tea, it was already afternoon. Han Qing stood up and asked the waiter to pay the bill. Unexpectedly, the restaurant manager walked to his desk in person with a smile on his face.
"Inspection, does this meal suit your taste? The little old man cooked it himself before, because he was afraid that the cook could not control the heat well and ruined the restaurant's sign." There was only Han Qing's table in the entire lobby.
Customers, so the shopkeeper is not afraid of being complained about favoring one thing over another, and directly starts to boast about himself.
"Well, it's not bad. Especially the steamed lamb back, you can't taste any fishy smell!" Han Qing didn't understand the purpose of the other party's chatting with him, and he didn't have the habit of showing off. Han Qing carefully thought about the dishes just now.
Review with a smile.
"The inspector is indeed a scholar from Bianliang City, he knows the goods!" Wen Ting, the shopkeeper, immediately raised his thumb excitedly, with a look of pride and gratitude on his face at the same time. "This little old man's craftsmanship is amazing.
It was passed down from our ancestors. At that time, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty said it was authentic when he ate it. The people in the county were ignorant and insisted that the steamed lamb of the old man was not thick enough. What does it mean by thick? It is nothing more than adding seasonings! But
If there are too many seasonings in this steamed mutton, can it still be tasted fresh or not? You take a piece of stinky meat that has been soaked in a well for half a month, add enough peppercorns and aniseed, and compare it with the freshly killed (sheep) this morning.
It’s exactly the same!”
"This is true!" After Han Qing established a foothold in the city in his previous life, he had eaten all kinds of carefully prepared delicacies, so he agreed very much with the shopkeeper's words.
"Inspection inspection is indeed a great talent!" The shopkeeper heard this and raised his thumb again happily, "No wonder he became the emperor's disciple at such a young age. These ignorant people in the county are not even qualified to carry your shoes for inspection! You are so slow
Come on, there are freshly stewed badgers in the pot, and every bite is full of oil. I will put it in a jar for you, and you can have it taken back and made as a snack."
"That's impossible. It's for no reason. How can I ask for your things? How much does this meal cost? Please pay the bill." Han Qing had never been an official in his previous life, so he didn't have the habit of eating for free.
Get used to it, quickly smile and wave your hands.
"Money? How dare you ask for money for inspection! If you praise me for doing a good job during the inspection, my face will be so bright that I can show off to my neighbors for several months. This meal is to honor you.
Yes, I really don’t dare to accept your money.” The shopkeeper took half a step back and waved his hands anxiously.
"How can that work? You are also running a small business!" Han Qing did not expect that a person from the ninth rank inspection could have such great power in a county seventy miles away. He frowned and responded in a low voice, "As much as you need."
, You don’t have to be polite. Zhang Fan, you pay the bill for me and I’ll pay it back to you when I get back.”
With this last order, he found the right person. Hearing this, the archer Zhang Fan immediately raised his eyes and whispered, "Okay, okay, it's not your turn to be filial during my home inspection. Just how much is required, don't be wordy."
! After settling the bill, I still have business to do with my home inspection!"
"It's not filial piety, it's not filial piety!" The shopkeeper's face turned red, and he continued to wave his hands vigorously, "I know, the patrol inspector doesn't look down on this little food. But, this is also my little thought. Are you always doing the inspection?
I know that the little old man is from Lijiazhai. In the past years, when there was no harvest, wild wolves would come down the mountain to grab sheep, chickens and children, and no one would care about it. That is to say, you, within a few days of taking office, beat the wild wolves to the point where they would never be seen again.
Dare to go down the mountain."
"Isn't this what it should be?" Unexpectedly, he took his brothers into the mountains to hunt purely for entertainment, and it turned out to be a good deed in the eyes of the people. Han Qing's face was slightly hot, and he shook his head with a wry smile, "Otherwise, we will have to patrol
What are you doing? You're welcome, a meal is nothing to me. But to your restaurant, it is..."
"How can I put it, how can I put it, if you are willing to come to my place to eat, it is my blessing!" The shopkeeper refused to accept it, and he was so anxious that tears could be seen in his eyes.
The two sides pushed back and forth, and in the end, they had to take the archer Wang Wu's suggestion and take a step back.
Inspector Han did not need to give money, nor did he take the badger meat as a gift from the shopkeeper. He only left a calligraphy painting as a recognition of the shopkeeper's craftsmanship.
As for the shopkeepers, stop insisting on giving away this and that. Just remember that Han Xun is a good inspector. From now on, when the brothers from Jinniuzhai come to the store to eat, they will only charge the principal and firewood.
"Well, that's nice of you. No one else can ask for Mo Bao on patrol. Little old man, little old man got lucky today!" The shopkeeper thanked him profusely and promised repeatedly. Finally, he sent him off.
When everyone went out, they still forced two steaming clay pots into Zhang Fan's hands. They asked him to help take them back and let Han inspect them and eat them slowly.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Han would be appreciated sometimes!" Han Qing didn't know whether he had lost money or gained money for the meal he used to use calligraphy to exchange for. He only felt warm in his chest, like a snowy day.
It's as comfortable as drinking Huadiao around the hot pot.
Turning around and looking at the county town, which was far simpler than in the 21st century, and the shopkeeper standing on tiptoes at the door waving goodbye, he suddenly felt that this trip was not in vain.
