Even if Li Shimin and himself brought their words to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, it would not be easy, and the opposition was still very strong.

In the end, it was Du Ruhui who went to the official department in person to get the official department to stop objecting, but he only acted as an agent for the Liaozhou governor.

"Dad actually thinks so highly of him?!"

Du Miaoyan found it difficult to understand this optimism.

In my memory, my father has never been so optimistic about a person.

Even if the current prince is benevolent, filial and pure, his father is not very optimistic about him.

"Hehehe...you will know later."

"Daughter, when Fang Yuan is transferred to Liaozhou, you will get to know him."

"At that time, you can go as the young master of the royal caravan. Dad has already said hello to His Majesty."

Du Ruhui chuckled.

There is strong self-confidence in the smile.

But only he himself knows what he is thinking.

"Okay, listen to dad."

Du Miaoyan smiled helplessly and nodded gently.

This smile makes the spacious and bright study pale in color.

......

Night.

Wuling County Fangfu.

Fang Yuan, Yao Kaicheng, and Zhang San gathered together.

The information found during the day made Fang Yuan's heart sink slightly.

No wonder being promoted to governor is not necessarily a good thing.

However, the documents have arrived, and Fang Yuan has no reason to refuse, and Liaozhou cannot block his way.

"Time is urgent, so I will not stay in Wuling County for too long and decide to leave in three days."

"At that time, the post of Wuling County Magistrate will be temporarily replaced by Yao Kaicheng, Zhang San will be resigned from the post of chief bookkeeper, and he will follow me to Liaozhou."

Fang Yuan arranged for personnel changes after leaving.

In the Tang Dynasty, the chief registrar did not join the post, and was appointed or dismissed within a sentence of the county magistrate.

Zhang San was a talent discovered by Fang Yuan before, so he was invited to take his place.

"This..."

Yao Kaicheng was extremely excited.

After all, my long-cherished wish finally came true.

However, Zhang San was able to follow Fang Yuan, which greatly reduced his happiness. For a moment, he actually envied Zhang San.

"Thank you, Lord County!"

"No, thank you, Lord Governor!"

Zhang San's mood happened to be the opposite.

When he heard that Fang Yuan asked Yao Kaicheng to be the acting county magistrate, he felt disappointed.

But when I heard that I could follow Fang Yuan, I was so excited that I almost jumped up.

I am just the chief registrar, and it is very reluctant to be promoted to the county magistrate. After all, not everyone is sponsored by noble people like Fang Yuan.

But following Fang Yuan is different. The future may not be as simple as being a county magistrate.

"Work hard, keep in touch, and don't be depressed when you are frustrated."

Fang Yuanyu patted Yao Kaicheng's shoulder seriously.

There are about 20,000 households in Wuling County with a population of 80,000, which is comparable to Zhongzhou. There must be a lot of people watching.

Three days later.

Fang Yuan organized his rituals and took the members of the Mohist Research Institute and everyone in his house to set off.

On this day, the streets in Wuling County were deserted. People walked out of their homes and watched Fang Yuan leave on both sides of the street.
Chapter completed!