Watching Mr. Li and his party disappear into the bustling crowd.
The atmosphere is a little awkward...
a long time.
A Dongchang stall owner stepped forward and complained in a low voice: "What, do you have eyes on your forehead?"
Shen Lie looked calm, waved his hand as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "That's all."
The corner of Shen Lie's mouth twitched slightly and he shook his head, Mr. Li, it was just fine when he met him and he didn't want to argue with him.
But if it offends those Qingliu...
He will probably be impeached.
Presumably, Mr. Li had just been transferred from Liaodong to the Shenji Camp in the capital, and he didn't know how powerful the elders at Yushitai were, so he would suffer a lot in the future.
The stall owner had no choice but to give up and said respectfully: "Sir, where are we going?"
Shen Lie thought for a while and said decisively: "Let's go to the Governor's Yamen for water transportation first."
Shen Lie's idea was that since he came to Tongzhou, why not go to the yamen in charge and pay homage to the mountain first, so as to get familiar with him first?
Tongzhou is a water transportation hub, and there are two yamen in charge. One is the governor of water transportation, which is an official position established in the second year of Jingtai.
This is a civilian job.
There is also a yamen in charge of affairs called the Caoyunzongbing yamen. This is a military post and was established by Emperor Yongle's decree.
The functions of the two are also different.
The Governor of Water Transport is responsible for collecting supplies, while the General Soldier of Water Transport is responsible for escorting them to Beijing.
In terms of rank, the general commander of water transport was higher than the governor of water transport, but with the rise of civil officials in the Ming Dynasty and the decline of military attachés.
now……
It can be regarded as the coexistence of civil and military affairs.
Since Li Rusong and his men went straight to the General Water Transportation Bureau's Yamen.
To avoid embarrassment.
Shen Lie decided to go to the Governor's Yamen for water transportation first.
So following Shen Lie's order, he led more than a dozen Dongchang Tiqi through the bustling crowd and headed straight to the Governor's Yamen without any hurry.
After a while.
After getting off his horse at the busy yamen gate, Shen Lie asked someone to hand over his dental plaque.
When the gatekeepers saw that it was Mr. Qianhu from Dongchang, they naturally did not dare to neglect him. They nodded and bowed and ushered Shen Lie into the concierge.
"Sir, please wait a moment... please have some tea... I will go and pass the message to the Governor."
Tea, snacks, seasonal fruits and vegetables were quickly placed on the table, and the yamen servant opened the door and walked out, closing the door ajar from the outside.
It seems that the etiquette is very thoughtful.
Then Shen Lie began a long wait. He waited from three o'clock in the morning to noon. His stomach was growling with hunger, but he did not see the governor.
Shen Lie looked at the ajar door and then at the sky outside. The corners of his mouth began to twitch slightly again, and his heart was as bright as a bright mirror.
He was hung up to dry!
The Governor didn't say that he couldn't see him. It was because he was busy with official duties.
This treatment made Shen Lie sigh in his heart, and he sighed faintly: "This broad and profound officialdom culture is really the same as the past and the present."
Shen Lie didn't want to wait any longer, so he stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said in a deep voice to his subordinate: "Let's go, we won't wait any longer."
The stall owner nodded knowingly and said hurriedly: "Yes."
This posture.
Shen Lie finally figured it out. Tongzhou was completely different from the capital city. There were many factions in this place, and the various yamen did not belong to each other or interact with each other.
What a mess!
For a notorious Dongchang Eagle Dog like him, the governor and the commander-in-chief here dare not offend him openly for fear of getting into trouble.
But it is inevitable that adults keep a respectful distance from him.
The group of people left the Caoyun Governor's Yamen, looked back at the majestic plaque, and Shen Lie said sarcastically: "Do you know where our Dongchang Yamen is?"
One of his subordinates, the stall owner, said hurriedly: "I know, sir, please come with me."
Shen Lie left without looking back.
"Okay!"
Shen Lie gave up the idea of worshiping the mountain at that time. Now that the situation is like this, it is better for everyone to go back to his own home, each to find his own mother, and the Eight Immortals to cross the sea to show their magical powers!
Another quarter of an hour later.
Under the leadership of his stall keeper, Shen Lie stood outside a courtyard near Tongzhou Pier near Chaoguan Pass.
This is the Tongzhou Hundred Household Office under Dongchang.
This courtyard looks very inconspicuous, with a slightly dilapidated courtyard, a closed gate, and a dozen gray tile-roofed houses, which seem to be out of tune with the surrounding hustle and bustle.
Look at the plaque of Dongjishi Factory hanging above the gate.
Shen Lie nodded.
Got home.
From now on, this place will be his hometown of Mr. Shen in Tongzhou. Don't expect the adults in the yamen and local cowards to cooperate with him.
Do it yourself.
Really starting from scratch!
As his subordinates stepped forward, they showed their tooth tags to several fans wearing brown clothes and pointed hats. The dozing fans shivered in fright.
The gangsters hurriedly came to greet Shen Lie, with flattery on their faces, looking at these skinny men with not much flesh on their bodies.
Shen Lie was speechless.
He had no choice but to wave his hands and ask the bandits to lead all the horses of his group to the Hundred Household House, and then untie all the salutes and send them to the back house.
A full time of incense has passed.
Shen Lie stood in front of Yue Wumu's memorial tablet, already impatient to wait, when a middle-aged military attache with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks quickly walked into the hall.
As soon as we meet.
The middle-aged military attache knelt down on one knee in front of Shen Lie and paid homage: "Oh, my lord... I have been waiting for you. I bid Wang Hu to see you, Lord Qianhu!"
Looking at the thin figure of this captain, he does not look like a skilled archer, but more like a smooth-talking ruffian.
Shen Lie was speechless again and couldn't help but grin. It seemed that Dongchang's life in Tongzhou had not been very fulfilling these years.
Think carefully.
This is also nonsense.
The factory guards were directly under the emperor. The emperor was too young to govern personally, so the power of the factory guards was naturally managed by the inner court and the cabinet. The Jinyiwei was better off, at least the Fourth Young Master Zhang was in charge.
Jin Yiwei can also drink some soup.
As for Dongchang...
Wasn't he being punished to death by the cabinet?
Seeing this useless subordinate, Shen Lie waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "No."
Wang Hu hurriedly climbed up, and then ordered hurriedly: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and prepare a table of good wine and food, so that Mr. Qianhu can take care of himself!"
Several fans nodded and bowed and walked away.
Shen Lie did not comment, but turned around, with his hands behind his back, looking at the majestic and solemn statue of Yue Fei, his mind gradually calmed down.
Starting from scratch is not easy.
presumably.
His life in Tongzhou will not be easy.
Afternoon.
In the Yamen.
The soldiers laid out the bedding, arranged the seals of Lord Qianhu, and arranged the salutes, and waited for Shen Lie to simply wash up and put on the fifth-rank official uniform.
He just walked out of the inner chamber of the government office.
Arrive at the front hall.
With the compliment from the boss Wang Hu, Shen Lie sat down at the table. He was really hungry, so he opened his cheeks and started eating.
Eat enough, drink enough.
Shen Lie then began to take over the small office of the Hundred Household Office, and asked Wang Hu to bring the roster. He looked through the account books, and soon his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
This place...
It was said to be the Tongzhou Hundred Household Office of the Dong Jishi Factory, but over the years, under the pressure of the cabinet, the Sixth Ministry, and the Yushitai, it has been basically abandoned.
The original establishment was 112 people, but now there are only about 20 fans left to barely support it, and the shortfall has reached an astonishing 80%.
