"There are many unsolved cases in all parts of the Great Spirit, and the government cannot solve them all. But as an official, I should serve the people for justice, so you can put yourself in the perspective of the chief official and consider how to handle such cases.
After all, there are actually many such cases."
Zhang Rongfang understood clearly.
The Great Spirit is an ancient society after all. If nothing else, the various beasts and poisonous insects in the mountains and forests alone can cause a large number of disappearances.
In addition, there is no monitoring system or Internet connection, so the detection rate is far lower than that of modern society in previous generations, which is understandable.
At this time, if he were the chief officer, how should he handle such cases?
This is the homework test question given by the teacher this time.
"Okay, let's study again today. When faced with a strange unexpected case, you have several common ways to deal with it..."
He Hanzhi took the opportunity to start teaching targeted administration methods on how to handle cases.
What surprised Zhang Rongfang was that among the series of methods he gave, the most effective one was to be suspicious!
To put it simply, it is to guide the people to blame the cases that happen to them on gods and ghosts.
Then spend money to build ancestral halls and temples for gods and ghosts.
In this way, people's resentment and fear about the case can be successfully transferred into trivial matters that can be solved with money.
It can be seen that He Hanzhi has extremely rich experience in this area, and his methods are very clear and logical.
But Zhang Rongfang completely disagrees with this method.
He has always believed that since he is in his position, he should complete and perform the responsibilities of his position while grasping the power and convenience.
Such guidance is undoubtedly perfunctory.
But this kind of method, He Hanzhi taught them so openly, is obviously a normal practice in the Daling officialdom.
Soon, an hour passed and the class was over.
Zhang Rongfang stood up slowly, bowed and sent the teacher away, then packed up his notes and put them all into the book basket.
"Brother Rong Fang, do you want to go to the Huanqing Building for a drink?" Someone invited from the side.
It was Dai Yan who was in class with me.
This man is slender, has fine features, and is seventeen years old. Among the six students, he, like Zhang Rongfang, has no background or family support.
His father was a close friend of the master of the palace, Suda Heqi. Because he was involved in a murder, the whole family died unexpectedly, and he was the only one left alive. Later, he was brought back by Suda Heqi for training and support.
As for Zhang Rongfang, he only has his sister Zhang Rongyu. The rest of the family is gone, his parents also died early, and he is a scholar.
Even if my brother-in-law fully supports the recommendation in the future, it is unlikely that he will be appointed as chief officer.
So the rest of the people present didn't even bother to be acquainted and polite to the two of them.
After all, in the future, everyone will not be of the same class at all.
Even though Zhang Rongfang and Dai Yan now attend classes in the same courtyard as them, many years later, when Zhang Rongfang's sister fell out of favor, and when Dai Yan's parents' bond was gradually exhausted.
What awaits them is the fate of returning to their own class.
Until then, if the two of them can keep themselves fed and clothed, it will be considered good.
"Let's go and have a drink together." Zhang Rongfang did not refuse.
After the two finished cleaning up together, they left the courtyard, left the Shangshi Mansion, and found a table to sit down in the lobby of the nearby Huanqing Building.
After ordering the food, Dai Yan sighed.
"When I heard what the teacher said today, I realized that living in this world is really too tiring.
It is difficult to be an official, and it is even more difficult to be a good official."
"Who says it's not the case? Okay, Brother Dai, do you know anything about what happened last time?" Zhang Rongfang poured kumiss for the two of them.
"Well, I've asked about it, and there's someone in the Zen Heart Literary Society who is willing to take over the matter, but the price is a bit high," Dai Yan replied.
After he got acquainted with Zhang Rongfang, this was the first time that he helped him find scholars who knew how to lock the text.
And this matter is naturally not free.
Because Dai Yan was not from Muchi's family, although the money he received every month allowed him to have food and clothing, he could not ask Suda Heqi and the housekeeper when he needed extra entertainment expenses.
So Dai Yan wanted money, and Zhang Rongfang wanted someone to help him with things, and the two hit it off.
In fact, Zhang Rongfang did not make much use of the Golden Wing Tower's forces in Wushan Mansion.
I only use one or two occasionally when submitting applications.
The goddess Tongzhang told him not to get involved with the parts of the idols or the secrets of the Lingting Palace, so he just learned the lock text to prepare for the future.
The Golden Wing Tower found out that there are very few people who know how to lock text, and the most recent one among them is in an exchange club called Zen Heart Literature Society.
This literary club is mainly populated by young people from poor family backgrounds but with good academic skills.
It happened that Dai Yan was one of them, so he simply asked Dai Yan to come forward and hire him to teach him.
"How much does it cost?" Zhang Rongfang asked. The last time he had the silk in hand, he could not find out the truth because he was illiterate and lost the opportunity.
Now, he must prepare in advance.
"One hour a day, three taels a day!" Dai Yan held out three fingers.
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang didn't blink. The money was really not expensive.
In the eyes of a warrior like him, who often spends dozens or even hundreds of taels every time he buys medicine, it is worth a thousand dollars to learn the difficult lock text with this little money.
"Okay, I'll get back to you in the afternoon. However, that person is a woman, so I might be worried about teaching alone. I would like to find someone to accompany me. Would you like that?"
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded, this is a matter of course.
After the two reached an agreement, Zhang Rongfang gave a prepared red envelope and sent it over.
Among them was an introduction fee of ten taels, which was Zhang Rongfang's reward to Dai Yan.
Dai Yan accepted it, and after eating, he got up to say goodbye, and hurried to the Zen Heart Literature Club to reply.
Zhang Rongfang sat alone at the table, drinking slowly.
In the restaurant, the hall was lively and lively, and most of the tables were full.
The waiter serving the dishes came and went, and the waiter announcing the names of the dishes sang in the same cadence.
A group of scribes kept toasting and reciting poems at the big table in the middle, with tears in their eyes, reluctant to leave, as if they were having a farewell banquet.
In the corner, several escorts, their faces covered with dust and frost, pressed their hands on the handles of their knives and silently ate egg buns and water with their heads down.
Zhang Rongfang paid the money, stood up and planned to leave.
Suddenly his eyes drifted past the door of the restaurant and fell on a person, his expression paused.
Immediately, he quickly walked out of the restaurant and gently turned in at the entrance of a nearby alley.
Soon, a person behind him also turned in.
"How did you come?"
Zhang Rongfang looked at the gray-robed woman in front of him in surprise.
The woman was wearing a gray cloak to protect her from wind and dust, her leather boots were full of mud, and her hair was gray. She hadn't washed her hair in an unknown amount of time.
As you get closer, you can smell a strong smell of sweat...
"Sir!" The woman looked at Zhang Rongfang with a look of unable to suppress her emotions.
"My subordinates received your Lordship's message and knew that they were being transferred here, so... they arranged everything at home as soon as possible and rushed here.
But on the way, the caravan that my subordinates belonged to encountered robbers... and my subordinates almost..."
She had an expression on her face that was hard to explain.
"Moreover, I don't know when my money bag will fall when I run away..."
Zhang Rongfang was speechless. The woman in front of him was Tan Yang's old subordinate Qing Su.
But he never imagined that Qing Su, who majored in Jin Peng Secret Records, would be made so embarrassed by the robbers.
"What kind of robber could force you to look like this?" he asked in a deep voice.
"It's Dangshanhu." Qingsu replied quickly.
Dang Shanhu is a very famous group of robbers around Wushan Prefecture.
There are not many of them, but they are all very powerful, and because they have no fixed stronghold, it is difficult for the government offices to pursue them.
"Now that you're here, let's settle down first." Zhang Rongfang happened to feel that there was no capable person in Wushan Mansion here.
Qing Su also came at the right time. Although her strength was a little weaker, only at the fourth level, her movement skills were comparable to those of an ordinary sixth-level expert.
This kind of movement will not be a drag in most situations.
"Yes!" Qing Su's eyes suddenly lit up and she straightened her body immediately.
After taking Qingsu back to his courtyard, Zhang Rongfang gave her some money and asked her to go out and take care of herself.
Then he used the little red bird to notify his subordinates in Wushan Mansion.
After being here for so long, he probably understands what he should know.
There are no major Taoist or Buddhist forces in Wushan Mansion. All the major forces are occupied by the three major families and vassals at all levels.
Yue, Huang, Shangguan.
All other gangs and organizations succumbed to the power controlled by these three families.
Now, it's almost time to meet the leader of the dead soldiers of Wushan Mansion.
Zhang Rongfang didn't know what the goddess Tongzhang meant by giving him two hundred dead men. Could it be that there were people and forces in Wushan Mansion that the masters of the Golden Wings Mansion couldn't handle?
But since you gave it, keep it well, maybe it will be useful in the future.
The little red bird quickly flew away with the bamboo tube and disappeared into the distance in the sky.
Not long after, Qing Su also came back to the yard. She changed into a gray and black leather jacket that was completely close-fitting, and wrapped a gray cloak around her body. She looked much more relaxed.
"Stand behind me." Zhang Rongfang glanced at her and said calmly.
"Yes." Qing Su clasped her fists and quickly stood behind Zhang Rongfang.
"How did you think of coming here?" Zhang Rongfang asked casually.
Anyway, I need some time to kill while waiting for someone to come, so I just chatted casually.
"Actually...actually, when the adults first left, my subordinates were a little scared and worried..."
"Worried?" Zhang Rongfang looked at her cheek.
Qing Su without the mask is more attractive than expected, not very beautiful, but refreshing and heroic.
"Tan Yang has appointed a new Bai Ying, not a subordinate." Qing Su replied. "Besides, as an adult, once your subordinates seize the opportunity, they should not let go easily!"
Zhang Rongfang stared at the other person, and after a moment, nodded slowly.
"It's good to come here from a thousand miles away."
Bang bang bang.
At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
"Come in." Zhang Rongfang said, "The door is unlocked."
The courtyard door was quiet for a moment, and then it banged open violently.
A strong man over two meters tall came in from the door with his head slightly lowered.
The person who came was dressed in black, wearing a leather waistband, with two thick chains wrapped around his arms, and his hair was messy, as if he hadn't washed his hair in dozens of days.
As soon as he entered, he closed the door behind his back and looked at Zhang Rongfang in the yard.
"I'm in Broken Valley. I've received the order. Where are the military symbols?"
Zhang Rongfang took off a black feather charm with a ferocious pattern from his waist.
There was only half of the feather talisman. He threw it over, and the other party caught it and took out a piece from himself, which was also half.
When the two pieces are brought together, they become one.
Duan Gu threw the soldier talisman back and looked up at Zhang Rongfang.
"Just having the military talisman is not enough. My lord, this Wushan Mansion is not a good place. The higher-ups want you to come here because they want you to calm down the situation here."
"Secretary? How do you say that?" Zhang Rongfang was slightly surprised.