Some things may seem difficult to handle, but for some people, they are just a matter of words.
Xue Ruogu served as the imperial censor in the Yushitai, and his duty was to supervise and impeach the court officials and officials for being corrupt and bending the law.
Especially after Emperor Yanyou came to the throne, he used remonstrance ministers to control the courtiers. The imperial censor seemed to have a low rank, only being of the sixth rank, but it could be said to be a low-ranking but powerful important position in the court.
Xue Ruogu was straightforward by nature, so he carried out Emperor Yanyou's intentions most thoroughly, so he offended many people in this year.
After the assassination, Shen Yang ignored the objections of other ministers and insisted on recommending Xue Ruogu to replace Shang Wensheng in Guangde Mansion to stabilize the situation there and avoid civil unrest. However, when his memorial was submitted to Chongwen Hall, there was no response.
At this time, many people knew that Xue Ruogu was not a candidate trusted by His Majesty. Those forces that were offended by Xue Ruogu, and even those who were dissatisfied with Shen Yang, would inevitably spread their grievances on Xue Ruogu's head.
During the reign of Emperor Tianyou, he deliberately suppressed the aristocratic clan clans in Fuxian County, Gyeonggi Province, such as Shang Wensheng and Wei Zhen. They had huge wealth and many houses, but their status in the court was not high.
Shang Wensheng was very famous when he was young, but after half his life, he was just a doctor and an official. In the end, he died while serving as the magistrate of Guangde Prefecture.
Before the Jinling Incident, Wei Zhen was just the Prime Minister of Lishui County.
In the battle to regain Jinling, Wei Zhen made great achievements; as before and after the battle of Jinling, the power of the Gyeonggi family clans suffered a heavy blow, and there was no need to suppress it anymore. Wei Zhen could reach a more important and prominent position at that time Up for a job.
However, at that time, because the war in Jinling was beginning to end, Lishui and other auxiliary counties in Gyeonggi Province urgently needed officials like Wei Zhen who were familiar with the local area to take charge of recuperation and recuperation, so when selecting officials, Wei Zhen was not immediately selected to serve in the Six Ministries and Departments.
It has been one year since Wei Zhen took office as magistrate of Lishui County. Although the local situation is far from being recuperated, the situation is generally stable. Even Wei Zhen, who is keen on power, feels that it is time for him to take action.
In mid-to-late March, the Chu army advanced by land and water, and by the end of March, one hundred thousand soldiers and horses had forced themselves into the gates of Chaozhou City.
At this time, officials should be sent across the river to take over Chuzhou.
As part of the war to regain Chaozhou and Chuzhou, the court has never decided on the candidate for the governor of Chuzhou.
Incompetent officials are looked down upon by the officials in the political affairs hall, but among qualified and capable officials, no one is willing to work in Chuzhou, or they have been sent to other prefectures and counties and cannot be transferred back at the moment.
Recovering the two prefectures of Chao and Chu is far from complete annihilation of the Anning Palace rebels.
Chuzhou is a place where all the people have fled, the land is desolate, and there may be a counterattack by the rebels at any time. After taking office, the governor, as a local official, has to establish a good relationship with the generals of the Forbidden Army stationed there.
Who would want to go to such a poor and dangerous place to be a scorned little wife?
At this time, someone recommended Wei Zhen to be the governor of Chuzhou, and then someone suggested that the hated Xue Ruogu be kicked out of the court and sent to Lishui as the county magistrate, which suddenly won the support of many people.
Wei Zhen was willing. After all, he jumped four levels in a row from the sixth rank of Gyeonggi County Magistrate to the fourth rank of Zhongzhou Governor.
Only when the court is in urgent need of people, will there be such willful promotion and appointment of officials; when the situation calms down, everything will return to a step-by-step rhythm.
Wei Zhen was already past his destiny, and there was no time for him to move up one level step by step. Even though he knew that Chuzhou was dangerous, he happily packed his bags and went to his post with the army.
Shi Yushi was from the sixth rank official position, and the Gyeonggi County Magistrate was also from the sixth rank. However, Xue Ruogu was transferred from the humble and powerful Shi Yushi to Gyeonggi County Magistrate, so he was naturally demoted.
Xue Ruogu himself didn't care. Shen Yang could accept this result mainly because Lishui was an auxiliary county in Gyeonggi Province and was close at hand. If he really wanted to use Xue Ruogu, it would be extremely convenient to transfer him back to the court.
The whole matter was finalized in mid-April, and Xue Ruogu almost immediately said goodbye to Shen Yang, Qin Wen, Li Tang and others, and took his family to Lishui City, a hundred thirty or forty miles away, to take up his post.
As for the intention hidden behind the whole thing, no one can detect any clues, or maybe only the parties involved in the whirlpool can detect some abnormalities, right?
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Late April is already the beginning of summer. The bright sunshine is shining down and it is already a bit hot.
In the ditches on both sides of the official road, weeds grow long, and in the fields in the distance there are farmers farming, wearing short linen jackets, revealing dark, lean arms.
Outside the entrance of Chenjiatang Village, there is a peach forest covering an area of more than 100 acres.
At this time, the peach blossoms have long since withered, and the branches of the trees are covered with green peaches.
Outside the peach grove, next to the official road, there is a small open space with a thatched shed. Some people make a living selling herbal tea here. Several passers-by are drinking tea around the herbal tea stall. Judging from their appearance and dress, they look like porters taking a rest. There are vendors walking along the streets, and there are some baskets filled with goods in front of the herbal tea stalls, with poles leaning on the baskets.
Four carriages drove from the north, followed by seven or eight servants and swordsmen on horseback.
Even though the fighting was going on on the north bank of the Yangtze River across a river, no one would think that any bandits would dare to rob the official roads more than a hundred cities away from the capital of Chu.
The servants and escorting swordsmen were riding on horseback, very relaxed and relaxed, looking at the beautiful scenery around them.
The vendors in front of the herbal tea stall looked curiously at the official road, and they seemed to not know who the important person was passing by; the official pavilion a few miles ahead was also filled with officials and gentry waiting to greet him.
"Stop for a moment." When passing by the herbal tea shop, the leading carriage opened the curtain from the inside. Xue Ruogu poked his head out of the car and ordered the driver to stop the carriage and horses.
"Lishui County is ahead. Many people are waiting to greet dad. Why do you stop here, dad?" A young man of 17 or 18 years old rode over from behind and asked Xue Ruogu, who was looking thoughtfully at the herbal tea shop.
"If they are willing to wait, just wait and go - your mother is weak. You and your sister have been riding in the car for a whole day, and your body and bones should be exhausted. It is good to get out of the car and walk around. Everyone has been running for most of the day, so we have to Drink more tea." Xue Ruogu said to his eldest son Xue Mo, who had grown up.
He jumped off the carriage and walked straight to the herbal tea stall. He pointed at the herbal tea and asked the old man guarding the stall: "How do you sell this herbal tea?"
Xue Ruogu was wearing an official robe, and the old man was a little frightened. After shaking and trembling, he understood that two bowls of tea only cost one penny.
Without waiting for the guards to drive them away, the vendors and porters gave up their seats made of tree stumps, held the tea bowls in their hands, and squatted down to the open space to continue drinking tea.
Xue Ruogu sat on a tree stump in front of the herbal tea stall. He glanced at the vendors and porters with sharp eyes and took the tea bowl handed over by the old man.
A bowl of amber herbal tea with some broken tea leaves floating on it.
The young man and a girl helped a frail and beautiful middle-aged woman come over and also sat in front of the herbal tea stall.
The young man, the servants, and the swordsman were thirsty after all, so they drank several bowls of herbal tea like a cow, crying out for relief.
Women and girls looked at the surrounding scenery with more interest.
Only Xue Ruogu seemed to be holding a bowl of peerless tea in his hand, sipping it in small sips. He sat for two full incense sticks without finishing the bowl of herbal tea - the porters and vendors sitting at the edge of the venue were divided into two piles.
, whispering about the nearby local slang and anecdotes, not daring to come over to worry the officials.
"Dad, are you waiting for someone?"
"I don't know who I'm waiting for. Maybe I'm overthinking all this." Xue Ruogu said thoughtfully. Seeing that it was getting late, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to enter the city if he didn't go into the night. He put the food in the bowl
After drinking the remaining tea, he stood up and walked to the carriage.
After Xue Ruogu and others had driven away, the porters and vendors walked back to the herbal tea stall and sat down. They seemed to have no intention of rushing.
"Mr. Feng, Master Xue really overturned the verdict of the dozens of refugees who died tragically in Donglu Mountain?" A porter with a dark face looked at the commoner sitting in front of him and asked, "Looking at him, he seems to have realized it a long time ago.
There is something strange about his transfer to Lishui County this time. He probably thought Mr. Feng would stand up and recognize him..."
"Since he realized that something was fishy, but still rushed to Lishui to take up his post without any delay, you don't expect anything at all?" the buyer asked with a smile.
"Although we followed Mr. Feng's instructions and tried to find a way to keep them all in Lishui, including those involved in the case and Wei Zhen's two staff, it is not an easy matter to get them to speak."
The black-faced porter frowned with thick eyebrows, and his expression was not optimistic. He also had other worries and said,
"Furthermore, even if Mr. Xue finds out the truth, it will not be easy to overturn the case. It may even cost the lives of his whole family in vain - I was willful and involved too many people in the past, and they also died.
Too many people have caused you to suffer unreasonable suspicion. Alas, if I had a choice, I would rather bury my resentment in my heart!"
The dull old tea seller stretched out his hand tremblingly to add bowls to several people.
The porter was not originally worried about what the vulgar old country man would think of after hearing their words, but just as he was about to take the tea bowl, he noticed the hands of the old porter selling tea, which looked like they had been burned by fire. Under the scorched scars,
The knuckles did not seem to be as skinny as a real old man. He was suddenly startled. He took two steps back and walked to the basket. He put his hand on the pole and stared at the old man and said, "I don't know who this person is."
Who are you, Xiongtai, to think that Shang made a mistake just now?"
"According to what you said, if I had not called on the slaves to join the army in the name of granting land to Maoshan, the series of massacres would not have happened, and Shang Zhongjie might not have been resentful and massacred the refugees," said the old tea seller.
He sat down with a tea bowl, stared at the porter and asked, "Let me ask you, was I the one who made the mistake in the first place?"
"grown ups!"
The porter never thought that the old tea seller was actually someone else. Hearing the familiar voice, he fell to his knees in excitement...