"Get up." Wang Xian nodded and strode into the West Yamen.
The first thing to do when arriving at the office is to worship the gods. There is a small but popular Yamen Temple on the west side of Xiya. There is a couplet carved on the left and right of the temple door saying:
"If you break the law, you will be bullied and punished. But if you break the law, you will be tolerant from the beginning."
The people of the Ming Dynasty are obviously polytheistic, and they will continue to create gods as needed to enrich the huge system of gods. For example, in addition to Buddha, Bodhisattva, Dragon King and Plague God, each walk of life has its own patron saint. This is the patron saint of the yamen.
, that is, Xiao He, the founding prime minister of the Han Dynasty, is also called the God of Yamen. When an official takes office and goes to the Yamen, he must be worshiped.
Speaking of which, Xiao He was able to become the God of Yamen because he was born as a small official and had the same starting point as Wang Xian. However, he eventually became the founding prime minister of the Han Dynasty and set down the laws of the Han Dynasty for a hundred years. He is really a model official, and he is worthy of it.
He is a god among officials... and the best example of an official who, although humble, should not be looked down upon.
Therefore, Class 6 and Class 3 all showed great respect to this god, and Wang Xian was no exception. He offered incense to Prime Minister Xiao and secretly prayed that he would be safe and not be in constant trouble like in Fuyang. Although he can now stand
Here, thanks to those troubles, who dares to say that they will be able to overcome the next hurdle? So it is better to calm down.
After paying homage to the gods, Wang Xian said to all his subordinates: "I have to go to see the eldest master. Please go back first. We will talk about it tomorrow after we go to the Yamen."
The squad leaders, the prison chiefs, and the prison chiefs couldn't help but look at each other, but it was Chief Zheng who said in a low voice: "Second Master, I don't know something. I have never excluded Yamen."
"Well..." Wang Xian was speechless.
"Because the elder said that getting up too early will lead to lack of energy throughout the day and affect the errands," Zheng Captou explained in a low voice: "So the elder will only have a good time on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month."
"Oh." Wang Xianxin said that this was done by relying on the county magistrate to serve as the CPPCC. It was really a waste of money. But it was a new arrival and he couldn't comment, so he nodded and said: "Then give me the county's roster. Come over tomorrow morning.
Mao."
"Yes." Although Zheng Captou was reluctant, no one wanted to get burned by the new official's appointment, so he had no choice but to agree.
After taking a short rest and changing into casual clothes, Wang Xian came to the back office and went to his room.
Although Mizhixian is very casual in etiquette and ostentation, he is very particular about food. The reception banquet he prepared was mainly Pujiang local cuisine, but he has carefully improved it. What about winter melon and crab roe boxes, white eel slices, etc.
Dried vegetable steamed beef, white fish tofu jelly... and of course the world-famous Jinhua ham is indispensable.
"It takes three years to produce a champion, but three years to produce a good ham. The most authentic ham is Jinhua ham." When he talked about eating it, Mizhi County's eyebrows were beaming, and he could count all his family treasures. He was not as sleepy as a child when he was talking about serious business.
."In addition to the local specialty 'two-headed black turtle', the salt used for pickling must be Taiwan salt, and the smoke used must be pine smoke. There are many other things that are very particular, very complicated..." He pointed to the steamed rice in the large high-sided porcelain plate.
Ham, emphasized: "But it's worth it."
The steamed Jinhua ham improved by Mi Zhi County is to take the finest part of the ham, cut it into half-inch cubes, and place twenty or thirty pieces on a plate. It is steamed and cooked with mellow brewed Huadiao ham, and its deliciousness is unparalleled. Although Wang Xian is not an old man
Tao, but he also moved his index finger and raised it repeatedly.
Seeing that he was intoxicated, Mi Zhiju was very happy. He asked Wang Xian to just eat vegetables, but he only chewed a few tablets of Shenghuo, and drank glass after glass of wine. Unconsciously, he drank a jar of Nuerhong by himself.
Guang, Mi Zhiju was slightly talented, but his interest was even higher. He actually broke into the crime and sang:
"Thousands of miles have led to great achievements, and the laughter of scholars has made bones, who has ever promised? A great ambition is still conceited in a lifetime, and I am ashamed to compare with my sons and daughters. I drink wine and talk eloquently, my sword adds strange energy, and my poems spit out amazing words. The wind and clouds are not convenient, and I come to accommodate Huang Que.
What's the matter with horse dust? From east to west, from north to south, I have been traveling for ten years. I am afraid that Chen Deng will laugh easily and lose his hometown chicken millet. Dili Guanshan, the sun and moon in front of me, looking back and standing still in the sky. Now that I am old, I don't need to shed tears like rain. …”
The hoarse and low voice of the old magistrate sang this song "Niannujiao", which was full of the sadness of the mirror in the high hall, the gray hair, and the ambition to repay the old age.
Wang Xian looked at the old county magistrate who was singing loudly, and couldn't help but secretly feel that when even the old drunkard had "high ambitions and arrogance in his life", he was young, but had no big ambitions. He just wanted to be a tyrant in the county and live a happy life. Be comfortable, it's really embarrassing.
But what ambitions should I have? What the scholars pursue is to govern the country, and what the military generals pursue is to expand the territory. For me, these are too far away, right?
While he was reflecting, the singing suddenly stopped. Wang Xian saw Mi Zhixian tilt his head, sit on the chair and fall asleep soundly...
Wang Xian hurried to help him, but the attendant who was waiting on the side said as usual: "The second master will know in the future, the eldest master may get drunk once every two days, or get drunk once a day..."
Wang Xian couldn't help but feel dumb. He finally understood what Mizhi County said when he sobered up, "It's great that you're here. I can drink in peace." It seemed that they were not polite words...
Since all the ministers and followers were familiar with the road, Wang Xian did not cause any trouble here. He left Hou Yamen and returned to his own West Yamen. This West Yamen was the office and living quarters of Dian Shi, and was divided into front and back yards. The front yard was the office, and the back yard was the official residence. It was already dusk, and there was only one clerk on duty in the office. Wang Xian took the roster from him and went back to the backyard.
The backyard is divided into two parts. The front is the guest house, the guest room, and the residence of the servants, and the back is the residence of the family members. When Wang Xian came back, he saw that they had made arrangements. Shuai Hui and Erhei took a few servants and lived there. In the front, brother and sister Wang Xian and Xianyun live in the back.
There are five main rooms in the back, as well as east and west wing rooms. Although it is a bit old, it is much better than the official residence where Wang Xian lives. At least, he no longer has to sleep in the same room with Master Xianyun...
It was said that it took Wang Xian a long time to get used to it. When he opened his eyes in the middle of the night, he would definitely see someone sitting cross-legged opposite him. Little did he know that Mr. Xianyun was also very annoyed. He snored all night.
The influence is deep...
At this time, Xianyun and Lingxiao were waiting for him to come back for dinner. Wang Xian waved his hand and said, "I'm full, just drink some tea."
"If you didn't tell me earlier, the food would have been cold." Lingxiao glared at him, moved his chopsticks like flying, and said happily while eating: "In terms of food alone, Pujiang County is much better than Fuyang County."
Xianyun held a bowl of porridge, glanced at Lingxiao and said, "Be polite."
"Hungry." Ling Xiao had every reason to eat.
Xianyun shook his head helplessly, ignored her, and turned to Wang Xiandao: "What is this Dianshi doing?"
"Scared." Wang Xian put down the tea cup and said in surprise: "Why does Master Xianyun care about worldly things?"
"I'm just asking casually." Xianyun said calmly.
"Then I'll just talk casually." Wang Xian replied: "I was an agent in Fuyang County for a period of time. At that time, I mainly arrested thieves, appeased the refugees, managed prisons, conducted night curfews, escorted money, and handled lawsuits... ...Of course, this must be authorized by the county magistrate." According to regulations, officials other than the county magistrate cannot handle litigation, but the county magistrate can appoint his officials to act as agents. Based on Wang Xian's current understanding of Mizhi County, he is 80% I couldn't escape this. He paused and said, "There is no county magistrate or chief registrar in this county. It is very likely that I will have to do Zuo Er's errands."
"Eh..." Xianyun nodded and stopped talking. He originally thought that Mr. Hu was really stingy by only giving Wang Xian a pawn, and that he would not be able to complete the task. After listening to Wang Xian's words, he realized that Mr. Hu's
The arrangement is well-intentioned. If you want to find someone in Pujiang, is there any more convenient job than Pujiang Dianshi?
Absolutely not.
Seeing that Xianyun had returned to his dull gourd form and Lingxiao was busy eating again, Wang Xian opened the roster of Class 3 of the 6th room in the county.
Everywhere I look is the word starting with Zheng
He found that almost all of the dozens of administrative officials and subordinate officials in the county, not the Zheng family genealogy, were surnamed Zheng. Even the clerks and white servants below him most likely had this surname... Wang
Xian even turned to the cover and saw that it was indeed
After reading it, Wang Xian knew why Magistrate M said that he, the magistrate, was a deaf man. All his subordinates came from the same family. I wonder if these people would listen more to the head of the Zheng family.
, or should you listen to him more? Let alone collude and deceive him.
It’s no wonder that Mi Zhigu, who has been a Pujiang parent official for more than ten years, has no sense of presence anymore. It turned out that he was trapped in the ocean of people’s war...
After closing the roster, Wang Xian was also a little confused. With Fuyang experience, he knew very well that the methods used by foreign officials to deal with the intricate local snakes were nothing more than to divide them and provoke them to fight among themselves.
They all expect the magistrate to be on their side, and are afraid that the magistrate will help the other party deal with them, so they will be obedient and rush to flatter the magistrate.
This rule also applies to Wang Dianshi, but when the local snakes are all members of the same family, he, as an outsider, has little hope of inciting them to turn against each other.
"Why is little Xianzi looking so sad?" Sister Lingxiao was full. Seeing Wang Xian's constipated face, she smiled and said, "Are you worried that you won't be able to eat enough tomorrow?"
"Well..." After letting her talk, Wang Xiancai remembered the news that Shuai Hui had inquired about yesterday... Yesterday, there were people walking in the streets of Pujiang, and the law officer complained, saying that Wang Dian had been appointed as the official, and he finally had someone to replace the old county magistrate.
It’s time to review the case.
Wang Xian has two lives, and he has to try a long-standing case as soon as he comes. Can he do it? The Lingxiao brothers are not only worried about Wang Xian...
"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." Wang Xian said solemnly: "How can there be so many difficult cases in one county? Just finish the trial."
"What Xiao Xianzi said is great." Lingxiao smiled happily and said, "My eldest brother and Mr. Hu have learned a lot of skills. You must not be polite."
Xianyun glared at her helplessly, but did not deny it. He said calmly: "Just ask me for anything you want."