The man was a little hungry. He was addicted to gambling and didn't feel hungry even if he didn't eat all night. But now he was locked up in a cell alone. As soon as he calmed down, he felt very hungry.
But breakfast had already been eaten in prison, and he had to be hungry until the afternoon before he could have dinner.
In order to prevent them from having too much energy to cause trouble, there was no lunch in the prison, not even water.
The mangy man swallowed his saliva, crawled to the door again and shouted for something to eat and drink, but no one paid any attention to him.
The man screamed for a while and then gave up.
It wasn't until someone in the prison brought buckets and bowls to distribute dinner in the afternoon that the mangy man swallowed his saliva and rushed to the door to wait. As a result, he watched the guards hand out dinner to the cell around the corner, and then turned around to ask for it.
Walk.
The man was startled, and he quickly shook the railing and shouted: "Master, Master, there is me, there is me."
The yamen servant turned around and saw him, and seemed to have just remembered him. He tipped the bucket in his hand to him, knocked it and said: "I forgot to tell the cook that there is one more person today. I don't have your share today. I won't do it tomorrow."
Eat."
"No, sir, I haven't eaten anything all day and night. I'm really hungry. Please give me a steamed bun."
"Steamed buns? Are you still thinking about steamed buns?" Before the yamen officer could say anything, the prisoners in the prison began to make noises, laughing and saying: "You may not be able to eat steamed buns outside, but if there are steamed buns to eat in this prison,
Who doesn’t want to live in prison?”
The guards knocked on the wooden bars of the cell and shouted: "Be more honest with me. If you want to eat, you can eat it. If you don't want to eat it, you can pour it back to me."
Then he yelled at the mangy man: "What do you mean? If you don't eat for a day, you won't starve to death. Just bear with it and I won't let you starve to death."
After saying that, he took the barrel and left, no matter how much the man yelled from behind, he would not go back.
The maniac was filled with fear, even more frightened than the last time he was caught and hit with a board and pinched his fingers.
This time the blow was so hard that he felt like he could hardly straighten his waist, and he couldn't see behind him, and he always felt sticky and bleeding.
After he was beaten last time, there were still people who came to take a look and give him medicine, but this time he didn't even have water.
The mangy man was locked alone in the depths of the cell. He was in pain and hungry, so he couldn't help but think wildly. Now he hoped that the official would ask him questions, but he waited until the light of the small window connecting to the outside dimmed.
I couldn't wait until someone came to mention him.
At this time, Magistrate Tang had just finished flipping through a table of information. He twisted his stiff neck, stood up and stretched his arms, glanced at the darkening sky outside, and asked: "How is that leprous?
?”
"In accordance with your instructions, I haven't given him water or rice for a day."
County Magistrate Tang nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Then you have to do one more thing. Choose two more clever and reliable officers to go to the prison. It is best to be the officers on duty in the prison. I have something to say.
You have to warn them."
County Magistrate Tang waved to the officer, whispered something in his ear, and then said with a smile: "Go ahead, just find two smarter officers. Once this is done, the county will pay for you to eat sheep."
Soup."
The yamen servant smiled and saluted, "The young man has thanked you in advance."
County Magistrate Tang smiled and waved, and followed him out. He planned to stretch his eyes, "You adults often invite you to eat, right?"
Yamen servant A smiled sheepishly, "Master Yang is kind and caring to his subordinates."
Magistrate Tang smiled and thought to himself: Is that because he had too much money and burned it?
He looked at the county government office in Luojiang County with the last glow, nodded slightly, saw a secretary coming out of a room and saluted him, and asked with a smile, "Your county lieutenant and chief clerk have gone home, why are you still here?"
Not leaving?"
"The younger one is in charge of the county government's documents over the years. If the adults haven't left, how dare the younger one leave?"
Magistrate Tang looked at him and asked with a smile, "Since you are in charge of the documents over the years, do you usually read them?"
"I will read some when sorting out the information. Do you still need to read any documents?"
Magistrate Tang asked, "How long does it take for a baby here to learn to register?"
The clerk thought for a while and said, "Not necessarily. Some children come to school after they are three years old, some come after they are five years old, and some in remote places even come to school after they are eight years old."
Magistrate Tang frowned, "Not unified?"
"Parents and adults all want to wait until their children stand still before registering, but as soon as a child is born, there is a record in Li Zheng's office. Every year before the Chinese New Year, Li Zheng must hand in the number of children born in that year."
Magistrate Tang asked: "Is there any record?"
"Yes, but only the number of people. For more specific information, you have to ask Li Zheng," the clerk sighed: "Paper is expensive, and some Li Zheng will not remember the details."
Magistrate Tang asked, "How long does it take for a child to be reported to Li Zheng after birth?"
"Within three days to a month," the clerk said. "If a child died years ago, some would just exclude the child from reporting, and some would make records and report the facts. Over the years, county magistrates have reported
This requirement varies, and County Magistrate Yang is very strict about it. The names and birth dates of children born every year must be recorded, and if they die in the middle, they must also be recorded."
This is indeed Yang Heshu's style of doing things.
Magistrate Tang smiled and asked, "Isn't it expensive?"
"Yes, the cost of paper for the district chiefs every quarter is not small. The request is made by the county magistrate. We cannot let the district chiefs pay for it themselves."
Magistrate Tang nodded, "But it doesn't matter. You are not short of money in Luojiang County now. You have made a lot of money just from the grain and seed business, right?"
The clerk lowered his head and smiled sheepishly.
Three years ago, Yang Heshu used forceful means to get involved in grain seeds and grain trading, beating up the squires and big businessmen in Luojiang County, and finally let go of grain trading, as long as they stopped hoarding and deliberately raising prices.
Yang Heshu basically doesn't care about food prices.
But Yang Heshu has always been in control of the grain and seed business, but he doesn't have a monopoly.
The business was done in the name of the county government, but in the next two years, in addition to the share of the county government, magistrate Yang, county lieutenants, chief registrars and others all participated in the business. Even the secretary knew that the Ming governor in Yizhou city
They all have shares in it.
The clerk quietly took a look at Magistrate Tang. Except for Magistrate Tang, he obviously had a good relationship with Magistrate Yang. Everyone in the county knew that Magistrate Yang of their county and Magistrate Tang of Huayang County were not only the same.
We are family friends and classmates, and we have a very good relationship.
It was so good that letters were exchanged every month, and sometimes a letter would come back and forth every three to five days.
Magistrate Tang chatted with the clerk for a while, and watched as the servants lit up the lamps in the county office. He then said: "Look for the newborn information that was reported in Qili Village from ten to thirteen years ago. I will send it to you soon."
Come to my place."
Magistrate Tang paused and then added: "We also found all the official documents to and from the county government from ten to thirteen years ago, as well as the copies of the announcements posted by the county government on the bulletin board."
The clerk's scalp was numb, "Sir, it's almost dark today, can you see so much?"
Magistrate Tang smiled at him and said, "Don't be afraid. This county is young, so you can just endure it for a while."