It's late at night and the lights are brightly lit in the government office.
All the officials, almost all of them, arrived and spent the whole night settling the accounts.
Many people's eyes were red from the weather, but their hearts were very happy. The naughty gentry and local snake-like temples in these places had long made them dislike it.
These people are like checkpoints, adding obstacles to their own political achievements. Xingyang is at the foot of the emperor, and Bianliang is a close neighbor. They are all so arrogant and ignore the laws of the imperial court.
In the past, I was afraid of their power and did not dare to show my face easily, but now it is different. These New Deal officials have big backers.
It is rumored that Yang Shaozai, who is greedy for money and lustful, refused to accept gifts or treats when he arrived in Xingyang. He even used the recruitment method first. It can be said that he picked hard bones to gnaw on. He really deserves to be Yang Shaozai.
Liu Xinting worked particularly hard. Although he received a lot of shameless scolding, it also showed the attitude of Shaozai. He regarded Ben Zhizhou as one of his own.
In this Zhengzhou Prefecture, I have been feeling very frustrated, but now that I have a supporter, I can finally feel proud.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhizhou slapped the table and said: "Let me settle everything carefully, and don't miss a cent. I'll come to you tomorrow to ask for the account!"
The Song Dynasty had its own system of official uniforms. Officials of the fourth rank and above wore purple uniforms with goldfish bags; officials of the sixth rank and above wore scarlet uniforms and wore silver fish bags; officials of the seventh rank wore green uniforms without fish bags.
Except for Liu Xinting, who was a fifth-rank official, all the other officials in the room, all dressed in green official uniforms, all agreed with a loud voice.
Since I became an official, I haven't been so excited for a long time, and I seem to have a second spring.
After this time, sooner or later I will take off the green robe and dress in scarlet clothes.
In the imperial envoy's camp, Yang Lin walked around the courtyard several times. There was a pear tree in the courtyard, and its branches exuded a delicate fragrance.
He had already sent people to recruit the generals from the military camp to enter the city. He was very bored, so he started boxing under the tree.
After a while, several generals came in from the military camp outside the city.
The leader was Yang Yizhong, the commander of Ma Budu of the Beijing Camp New Army, and behind him there were several unfamiliar faces, all of whom were very young.
After coming in, I looked around and saw Yang Lin under the tree, practicing against the tree.
"Early tomorrow morning, mobilize two thousand soldiers and horses and follow me to collect taxes." Yang Lin said calmly.
Why do you need soldiers and horses to collect taxes? Yang Yi had a flash of doubt in his heart, but he was very sensible and did not ask in detail.
Since he was asked to lead the army, it was natural for him to be the younger commander. Although Yang Yizhong was young, he was the most calm and sophisticated, and was very tactful in human relations and world affairs.
This is why although his ability is not as good as that of Liu Qi, he is the most respected general among the Southern Song emperors in the history of later generations.
And he is not as capable as Liu Qi. It does not mean that his ability is low. In fact, he is also a famous general. There are so many shining generals in the Southern Song Dynasty. Judging from the records of later generations, except for Yue Fei, it is difficult to compare with Liu Qi.
So in the end, just the two of them were given the posthumous name "Wu Mu".
Yang Lin explained a few more details and asked them to fully listen to Liu Xinting's instructions. Yang Yizhong nodded and asked: "Your Highness, if someone does not follow the law during this trip, how should we deal with it?"
"When necessary, you can kill people, don't be afraid of seeing blood." Yang Lin withdrew his fist and spoke loudly. After hearing this, the general of the Forbidden Army felt measured.
If the stubborn ills of the New Deal in various places cannot be completely eradicated, this tour of mine will be of no use.
Since ancient times, reforms have required bloodshed and the removal of rotten flesh before new muscles can grow. If you touch a huge group with vested interests, you still want to coexist peacefully with them, thinking that they will be obedient and spit out their profits to help you reform. This kind of thinking
It is beyond stupidity.
If Yang Lin were an out-and-out civil servant, even if he controlled the government, he would have to compromise with them if he wanted to reform, step by step, and gradually improve within the scope acceptable to the gentry.
That would have little effect and would take a long time. Once Yang Lin died, people and government would surely die, which was meaningless.
At most, it was just a prosperous period, and the court was wealthy for a few years.
Fortunately, Yang Lin was not an out-and-out civil servant. He deployed troops at the borders, led Huben to the capital, imprisoned the emperor, established a new emperor, killed his ministers, and seized power.
He used his power and colluded with officials and businessmen to build Genyue for the emperor, but in fact he opened the door for himself and let his father build a huge business empire for him. Based on this, he also cultivated several absolutely loyal people.
With one hundred thousand soldiers and horses, there is really no need to compromise with any force.
Yang Yizhong led several generals and exited the camp. He clenched his fists and said, "I'm afraid it won't be easy tomorrow. No matter what situation we encounter, we only need to obey orders."
A young general said: "General, don't worry. We are practicing all day long and studying at night. How come we don't know the word loyalty and righteousness? Who draws the sword for whom and holds the gun for whom? My brothers are enlightened and will definitely not disobey orders."
"Since you can do this, I don't have anything to worry about. I'll treat you to a drink tonight before returning to the military camp. But please be restrained, no more than three drinks per person."
Several people put their arms around each other and went to the city to have a drink together. From the beginning to the end, no one asked what they would do tomorrow. Yang Lin once happily patted Gao Bian on the shoulder and praised him for training the purest army in the world.
Xingyang has been rich for a long time. It has a chasm connecting the Huaihe River and Sishui in the east, Mang Mountain in the north and the Yellow River, Suohe River in the south and Songshan Mountain, and Hulao Pass in the west and Luoyang and Chang'an. The terrain is difficult and the transportation is convenient. It has always been a city in history.
An important county seat.
There is no curfew, and there are many wine shops and tiles in the market that are open day and night. Even though it is night, the streets are still very lively, and the wine shops are often full of customers.
In a restaurant near the center of the street, there is a large courtyard with nine winding corridors, birds singing and flowers fragrant. Several small buildings in the courtyard are unique and exquisite, and the faint and elegant sound of the piano can be heard from time to time, making it look like a garden.
In the building, rows of pretty maids came and went to serve them like butterflies in flowers. The hall on the first floor was brightly lit, with a large round table in the middle. On the table were gold bottles of fine wine and jade plates of delicacies, all scattered about.
Although there were only a few people on the table, the food on the table was really luxurious, including hazelnuts, pine nuts, olives, walnuts and other tea fruits;
There are also eight kinds of candied fruits: honey kumquat, honey papaya, honey plum, ten-flavored plum, Linglongzi, water-smooth cake, raw and cooked lotus root...
There are also all kinds of fresh fruits, and the dishes include seafood soup, green shrimps, white crabs, snails, clams, clams...all the eight delicacies of water and land are available.
The kang sheep, white fried chicken, white meat, eight rough duck, kang chicken, kang goose, crystal fried sub, vinegar sheep blood...
On the small shelf on the side, there are various soups and drinks: Yuxiao paste, black plum paste, sugared black plum, bayberry candy...
The four people at the table just waved slightly, and a bright-eyed maid of twelve or thirteen years old came to serve them. The food on this table was enough to feed a small wealthy family for three years.
Today, Xingyang gentry Huang Daorong hosted a banquet for Master Zhiyue, the master of Baiquan Temple. Duan Miao, the dean of Xingyang College and the owner of the restaurant were invited to accompany him.
Huang Daorong wiped his mouth and said: "Master, Dean Duan and Yuan Wei are not outsiders. Now we have a Yang Shaozai in Xingyang. Do you know?"
"The annoying new policies in the past period are not the work of this man. In the past, people named Liu did not dare to do anything to us. Now that Yang Lin is here... I am afraid that he will be bolder again."
Zhi Le proclaimed the Buddha's name, looked kind and kind, and said with a smile: "Huang, don't worry, I have also heard of Yang Shaozai's reputation. However, no matter how cruel he is, he has to take into account the livelihood of the people here, let alone the people in this place."
I think he will not stay in Xingyang for long."
Duan Miao nodded and said: "Master's words make sense. I know best what kind of person Yang Lin is. When Cai Jing was in power, he was more flattering than anyone else. He often gave hundreds of thousands of gifts. He was a corrupt official.
Dirty official. If that doesn't work, let's give you some gifts, and maybe they will become our backers in the future."
Huang Daorong was very moved, "If Yang Lin becomes our backer...the wealth, fame and wealth in the world will be as easy to get as the fallen leaves after autumn!"
"Not only is it within easy reach, but if he clings to Yang Lin, I'm afraid you won't be able to push him away."
Huang Daorong lowered his head and calculated, and said: "In this case, we can't be too stingy. I think we will discuss it again tomorrow without further delay. It will be bad if we are kicked out by others."
The few people were chatting happily, but Zhi Le was not very happy. In his temple, there were countless properties owned by dignitaries.
Although these properties were entrusted to Baiquan Temple, they actually belonged to other people. He couldn't say for sure who Yang Lin would accept bribes from, but they would never be from the same family as him.
That was the leader of Taoism in the world. An uneasy thought crept into his mind.
But the three people present were all in high spirits, and unanimously believed that Yang Lin's choice of Xingyang first was a god-given opportunity for them.