Zhao Yuanhua, who took office as a Shandong, was in a very complicated mood. First of all, the Duke of Guo remembered him and promoted him to the governor of Shandong, which showed that Duke of Yue was a person who valued feelings and had not forgotten this old subordinate. However, he had not yet captured the mastermind behind the knockout Mrs. Jin's ship in Suzhou.

The small county in front of me is in Shandong. Zhao Yuanhua's ceremonial guard was a bit shabby for a governor. Only a few personal soldiers around him were taken care of by his side during the Qianxiang Camp. The people who came to greet the local county magistrates were even fewer. After many wars, the county magistrate rushed from Jinling to take office. When he arrived at the county, he found that there were less than a hundred families left on the huge land of the county. The young county magistrate looked confused and led a hundred civilians under his jurisdiction to discuss how to rebuild their large county.

Since the Tianqi period, the Qing Dynasty has entered Shandong several times, raped and plundered the people. During the Chongzhen period, a memorial from Shandong ministers said: Where Jiannu passed, from the Yellow River to Jinan, hundreds of times, all slaves were poisonous, the villages were deserted, and the journey was vast. I heard the sound of crying in many crying sounds, and I burst into tears. I took office along the road on June 11. I witnessed that the entire universe was ashes, smelly roads, and blood was accumulated. The accumulated scattered remains of all the remains, and all the hairs were damaged, and my thighs and wrinkles were broken. Our company was in the ashes and rectified...

As early as the Chongzhen period, the Jiannu of Manchus entered the pass four times, and each time they killed thousands of miles of naked land. On the vast land of Shandong and Hebei, ordinary villages without the protection of big cities were almost wiped out. It was good that a small county like this could survive a hundred households.

Before Zhao Yuanhua took office, he had already understood the purpose of this trip, so he had to conduct open and secret visits every place he went to. This small county is an exception...

The county magistrate respectfully welcomed him to the county government. Zhao Yuanhua was not a pleasure person. He was willing to enjoy the hard environment, as long as he could sleep.

After laying the quilt, Zhao Yuanhua lay on the bed and was about to go to bed when he heard the bustling sound outside. The habit of occupational diseases made him feel uncomfortable. He put on his clothes and stood by the wall in the yard, focusing on listening to what they were doing.

It turned out that the county magistrate took everyone to discuss how to recruit poor people who were destroyed in the war and live in this county for a long time. After all, only small counties can develop.

The arrival of the governor inspired the young county magistrate, and he thought that the superiors had been paying attention to him, a down-and-out county. The energetic county magistrate hurriedly summoned his 100 people to achieve some achievements.

The county magistrate's voice came, a very contagious young voice. As soon as you heard it, you knew that it was still in an ambitious stage.

"There are only a few of us left in our county. I heard that there is still no one next door, so don't be discouraged. Everyone marry a few more wives from other counties and have more children. They are optimistic about their own daughters. I am ugly in the front. If anyone gets married out of their daughter, it will be the sinner of our county. I will write the county annals."

Zhao Yuanhua sneered. The group of county magistrates trained by the Duke of the Kingdom were all bandit-like, which was very different from those of the former orthodox scholars. Just as he was about to go back to bed, he heard a villager complaining: "Mr., don't you know that although there are many fertile land in our county, they are all from the Yanshenggong Mansion. We old farmers are actually all tenants of Yanshenggong. Who is willing to marry and suffer from the daughters of other counties?"

The county magistrate suspected: "It's impossible that the whole county is full of Yan Shenggong's land."

"It's true that many of the good fertile land in Shandong are from the Kong family."

The county magistrate was a little annoyed and cursed, "Old man Dai, you are a young master. I think that Yan Shenggong is a descendant of Confucius, the most sage teacher. Since you are his tenants, why aren't you all illiterate?"

"Master, don't know that girls in our villages cannot marry at will. All the villages in our county are tenants from the Confucius Mansion. At least 90% of the poor families drowned when they are born. The remaining babies who have not drowned are also worth raising them until they are aged until they are aged. If they really can't be raised and starved to death, they will throw them into the ditch on the side of the road. If you are lucky, the girl will be so beautiful and can be raised until they are seven or eight years old, you can send them to the Yansheng Gong Mansion to make some money. Master, you said that our daughter cannot marry outside, but in fact, there are not many girls who can survive. Even if they survive, they will have to be sent to the Dong family's mansion and be slaves for others. Who is willing to waste food to raise the money-losing goods?

In the past, Mr. Huang from our village was kind-hearted and built a school, but later someone from Yansheng Gong’s Mansion said that we were not worthy of reading the articles left by the old saint. It was not counted that the school was demolished, but also beat Huang to seriously injured. Mr. Huang was a famous good man and was angry to death within a few days."

The small county magistrate was furious and heard the sound of porcelain breaking. Zhao Yuanhua said intimately: This is a tea cup.

"It's outrageous!"

When Zhao Yuanhua heard this, he narrowed his eyes and curled his mouth, stretched his waist and returned to the room to sleep.

The little county magistrate got angry and cursed him. He packed up his things and returned to the county government. After a while, a small figure rushed over. The little county magistrate grabbed him and asked, "How is it? Did the governor hear it?"

"I heard it, I saw him listening to it for a while in the yard. Master, is it really useful for you to lead everyone to perform this show?"

The little county magistrate slapped him in the head, stuffed a piece of candy into his hand, and scolded, "It doesn't matter whether it works. When the governor comes, we can't do nothing. Anyway, what we said is true, and we are not afraid of him checking it."

The child was a little devil, so he put the candy in his arms and was reluctant to eat it. He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm afraid he won't check it."

Who is Zhao Yuanhua? He is one of the leaders and founders of the largest spy agency. He has long seen everything. Tonight's affairs are strange. Why did he come like this when the governor arrives? It is obvious that someone wants to show him to let him know these things. Zhao Yuanhua already knew in his heart that this is what the county magistrate was doing after taking office, and he found that the county was not bad. The fertile land in the county belongs to the Kong family, and he cannot keep anyone here to settle down and reclaim the land. The small county magistrate said slightly and wanted to help the tenant farmers in the county stand up, but he had no choice but to act like this and let himself, the governor, deal with the Kong family.

Early the next morning, Zhao Yuanhua opened the door and saw that the little county magistrate was already outside.

"Mr. Lin got up quite early."

The small county magistrate smiled and said, "Is the governor sleeping well? The official has prepared some breakfast, and I hope the adults will not dislike him."

"Haha, I didn't sleep well. I heard a sad scene. I haven't had a show yet." Zhao Yuanhua quipped with his hands behind his back.

The small county magistrate was stunned at first, then his face turned red, as if he was a little embarrassed. The next moment, he suddenly fell to the ground and touched the ground with his forehead and said, "The emperor begged the governor to make the decision for the people and eliminate the harm for the country."

Zhao Yuanhua didn't expect the county magistrate to react like this. He pondered for a moment, thought of the main purpose of his trip, and said: "I am a mere governor, it may be difficult for me to make decisions for you. Fortunately, Duke Yue was in Shandong at this time, so there was hope for this matter..."
Chapter completed!