"Young Master, I heard that Mr. Chen is ill and asked Your Majesty to take ten days off!"
"Master, do you think Mr. Chen will be seriously ill and unable to afford it?"
Early in the morning.
Old Fu was chattering beside Du He.
Du He was speechless for a while.
"Old Fu, you have been very busy recently. Mr. Chen is the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and a high official of the imperial court. Even if he dies and has something to do with you, don't forget that you are the owner of the Magic Farm of the Dream Group, and there are hundreds of other people.
The people are waiting for you to feed them!" Du He said with a headache.
Although this old man was lively in the past, he was still a well-behaved person.
Since I started following him, my whole body suddenly became floating.
Du He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing!
…
It is about forty miles south of Chang'an City.
Hu County.
In the dilapidated small county town, a luxury carriage drove slowly.
When the people passing by saw it, they fled one after another.
Just by looking at the blue carriage, everyone knew that this was the arrival of Qiu Wanjia, the magistrate of Hu County.
The carriage continued to move forward, when the wheels suddenly ran over a stone the size of a fist.
The car suddenly tilted to the right.
Gudu.
A ball-like body rolled out of the carriage and fell to the ground.
"ah……"
The coachman was startled, and quickly jumped out of the carriage to help the fat man up, shouting: "Master, are you okay, Master?"
The government officials behind also stepped forward one after another.
When everyone took a closer look, they were all shocked.
"Master, he's dead!"
…
Du He felt very uncomfortable.
He just made a mistake while drunk, so he was called to the Tai Chi Palace by Li Er, who euphemistically called him to reflect on his mistakes.
"Your Majesty, I made a mistake while drunk." Du He said unjustly.
Li Er nodded: "If it hadn't been for a drunken slip of the tongue, I would have beaten you thirty years ago! What crime should I be guilty of for slandering a court official who is also an important minister of mine?"
Du He said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I am still a child!"
Li Er: "..."
Li Er was speechless.
Only then did he realize, yes, this kid has not yet reached the crown.
"Okay," Li Er waved his hand impatiently, "If you are bored, just follow Zhao Yang to sort out the memorial. When you behave well, I will tell you to go back!"
"oh!"
Du He reluctantly walked to the corner.
This corner is full of memorials.
It is said that Li Er has to deal with hundreds of memorials every day. Du He didn't believe it before, but now he does.
Zhao Yang and several young eunuchs were sorting and sorting the memorials that Li Er had handled.
Come on, asking me to do such unskilled work is really killing a chicken with a sledgehammer. It's too unfair!
Du He wouldn't be able to work even if he was beaten to death.
So, he simply brought a few books over and sat down on them as a stool, crossing his legs and looking like a supervisor.
Zhao Yang and others felt miserable, but there was nothing they could do about Du He.
After a while, Du He became bored and picked up a memorial and read it carefully.
This is a memorial written to the Ministry of Officials, and it is full of the same kind of thing. The beginning of the chapter is going round and round, which makes one’s scalp numb.
It's so miserable to be an emperor! You have to face these guys who can't speak human words every day!
He wanted to throw it away, but then he saw a familiar name: Qiu Wanjia.
I seem to have seen this name somewhere.
Hey, didn’t Zhang Zecheng mention this before?
He became interested and continued reading.
I probably understand the meaning of this memorial.
Qiu Wanjia, the magistrate of Huxian County, was considerate of the people's sentiments and left the city on April 18th to visit the people in the countryside who had no food to eat. Unexpectedly, on the way back to the city, it rained heavily, the road was slippery, and the carriage overturned.
Qiu Wanjia died suddenly. The officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs regarded Qiu Wanjia as a role model and a model of loving the people like a son. Therefore, Shangshu asked His Majesty to commend Qiu Wanjia.
Li Er's opinion is also very simple: the officials should handle it as appropriate.
This is also equivalent to consent!
Seeing this, Du He's expression became a little wonderful.
Because he also knew another version of Qiu Wanjia's death, and it was told by Zhang Jian himself.
Zhang Jian's hometown is in Hu County.
When Zhang Jian talked about Qiu Wanjia, he gritted his teeth with hatred and scolded this guy as a worm of the imperial court and a great harm to Hu County. The reason is that Qiu Wanjia had been the magistrate of Hu County for more than ten years. He was corrupt and perverted the law to the point where everyone was resentful.
To the extent that they oppressed the people, bought and sold land by force, and imposed taxes every year on the pretext of building Laojun Temple, the people complained and their lives were in dire straits.
It is said that Hu County is under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Prefecture, and it is considered to be at the foot of the emperor. It is impossible for such a thing to happen, but things in the world are all about darkness under a lamp. This Qiu Wanjia is involved with many people in the court, and he is good at managing everyone.
, so for many years no one has been able to do anything to him. On the contrary, those who opposed him, whether they were wealthy people or ordinary people, were all killed by him.
Zhang Jian told Du He all this as a joke, and Zhang Jian also told Du He that on April 18, Qiu Wanjia fell out of his carriage on the street in Huxian County and died immediately.
There are inconsistencies between the two versions.
One was out of the city to show sympathy for the people and died in heavy rain on the way; the other was thrown to death on the street.
Moreover, in the memorial of the Ministry of Personnel, Qiu Wanjia was established as a good parent official who loved the people like his own son.
But according to Zhang Jian's words, Du He felt that Qiu Wanjia was a bastard.
Du He stared at the memorial.
I thought to myself, Damn it, if such a scumbag was allowed to have a name for eternity, wouldn’t it chill the people of Hu County?
Damn it, Huxian County is my fiefdom in name only.
Although a fiefdom has no power or benefits, it is still a fiefdom.
No blasphemy allowed!
Du He suddenly stood up, startling Zhao Yang and others.
Du He came to Li Er slowly.
I saw Li Er drinking tea.
He was not polite, presented the memorial, and said: "Your Majesty, I think there is something wrong with this memorial!"
Between the officials and Zhang Jian, Du He chose to believe in the latter.
Li Er picked up the memorial and took a look.
He had dealt with this memorial in the morning, and he still had an impression of it.
Although a small county magistrate died suddenly, he had a kind heart and he died suddenly because he went out of the city to show concern for the people, so he certainly deserved a commendation.
Therefore, Li Er asked curiously: "We are just the magistrate of Hu County, and the officials can just give awards. Could it be that you asked me to personally issue the decree? Even if Hu County is your nominal fiefdom, you do not have such privileges!"
Du He just wanted to speak.
But he saw the door of the imperial study room was opened.
Changsun Wuji and other ministers came in.
It turned out that Li Er summoned everyone here to discuss the war between Tang Dynasty and Tubo.
Seeing this, Du He picked up the memorial and turned to leave: "Since your Majesty has something to do, I will come back later."
But Li Er stopped him: "Du He, wait a minute, since you have questions, you might as well ask Mr. Gao!"
Li Er was referring to Gao Shilian.
Gao Shilian was the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and he would verify the memorials issued by the officials of the Ministry of Personnel.
Gao Shilian heard this and hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, what's the important matter?"
Li Er said with a smile, picked up the memorial from Du He and handed it over: "This memorial was submitted by your officials. Please take a look and see if there is anything wrong with it?"