The arrival of the new county magistrate made a ripple in the peaceful Baoxin County. It was just a ripple. The main reason was that He Yiwei had too many family members. He had a large number of wives and concubines. There were also many servants. The residence of the county magistrate in Baoxin County could not accommodate all of them.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan saw it and expressed their understanding. Their family members had a larger group, but they did not have so many wives and concubines. The two of them continued to do their own things. County Magistrate Ma survived the last stage and could finally leave. He happily packed his luggage and followed his family to the prefectural city to take up his post.
After the arrival of the new county magistrate, He Yiwei was very low-key for five consecutive days. When he took over the post, he knew that he was short of money, but he still admitted that he had received the money according to the account.
Then he had a minor illness. He said that he would have a headache when he looked at the official documents and needed to rest for a while.
"Xiao Bao, it seems that He Yiwei is not so stupid. Not only does he not care about the affairs of the county, but he also takes time to have a meal at the Fengwu Pavilion every day. Maybe he did not understand the situation when he came, but now he understands."
Wang Juan was already very comfortable in her role as the county deputy. She was in charge of all matters in the county. She had specially arranged for someone to renovate a room to store the files. According to her previous work habits, every aspect of the files was filed and numbered. She even made an index of the files. It was much more standardized than before.
Zhang Xiaobao also cooperated with Wang Juan to record the data. He also drew various tables according to the way the government used to do statistics. One table plus two tables equals three tables. There were the data of the items, expenses, income, notes, and so on. It seemed that there were too many tables, but it was very convenient when used in real life. It could control the error rate to 0.5%.
Seeing that Wang Juan mentioned He Yiwei, Zhang Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "Li Longji did not mean to do anything to He Yiwei. Of course, if he wants to find trouble, we will deal with him. Li Longji wants us to help promote the officials. Suppressing him is not the purpose. Let me give you an idea. Don't let him be idle."
On this day, He Yiliwei woke up early in the morning. After freshening up, he wanted to go to Feng Wu Pavilion to stay for half a day, but Wang Juan found him.
"County Magistrate He, I have something to discuss with you. I'm going to show the county's financial statement in the form of a map and post it on the bulletin board outside the yamen. Then, I'll find someone to explain to the people who don't understand how much money the county has and what it spends on."
"Good, good, that's good. Cuckoo, do as you see fit. I've been feeling a little unwell recently, so I'll have to trouble you, Cuckoo." He Yiwei smiled at Wang Juan.
Wang Juan looked at He Yiwei's stomach and felt that he should lose some weight. Li Longji would not be satisfied with his current appearance. Seeing that He Yiwei still wanted to hide, she said, "County Magistrate He, since we are going to explain to the people, we should let the most prestigious person in the county do it. Why don't you do it?"
"Good, good, that's good. Cuckoo, you post it and I'll explain to the people. Then, I'll go back and fill in the gaps in the treasury." He Yiwei was still easy to talk to.
At this time, he had returned to being a petty official who did not provoke others. He finally asked people to inquire about the identity of the two children under the county magistrate from the mouth of the common people.
He, who had climbed up step by step, was not stupid. He knew that Xiao Bao and Cuckoo were above the law. He didn't want to cause trouble and just had to get through it. Wasn't it just standing outside and explaining to the people? If he wanted to survive in the officialdom, he had to endure all kinds of grievances.
Wang Juan didn't care whether He Yiwei had really thought it through and was willing to take the initiative to do things for the people or if he was going to wait until she and Xiao Bao left. Anyway, as long as he did it, there was a high chance that he would be educated in the end. After making arrangements, she went to do other things. She ordered people to post Zhang Xiaobao's drawing on the notice board outside the yamen.
He Yiwei was really good at enduring. When he saw the drawing posted, he asked about the relevant situation and asked his family to pay for the money in the account with County Magistrate Ma. He then stood outside and explained to the people.
It was the first time that the people had seen such a thing. They surrounded the notice board and listened to the new county magistrate talk about how much land there was in the county, how much land was in the fields, how much was left in the yamen, what was the use of the money, where the money came from, what contributions the people had made in the process, and so on.
The simple people didn't feel that it was shameful for a county magistrate to explain in person. In the past, they didn't know about such things. Today, they learned that they also contributed a part of the money that the yamen earned.
"What I mean is that Baoxin County doesn't belong to me alone. It belongs to everyone. Everyone's efforts made the yamen have more money. It takes from the people and uses it for the people. There will be money to support the areas in the county that need it. I will stop here today. There will be a new drawing tomorrow."
He Yiwei spoke intermittently for four hours. He was so tired that he was sweating all over. In the end, he summarized according to Wang Juan's writing. He cupped his hands and bowed to the people around him. After that, he wiped the sweat on his face and turned to go home to rest. He didn't want to go to the Fengwu Pavilion.
The moment he turned around, someone in the crowd shouted, "County Magistrate He is a good official. I brought tea for County Magistrate He. County Magistrate He, please have a drink."
As the voice sounded, a person squeezed through the crowd with a teapot in one hand and a big bowl in the other.
He Yiwei didn't expect that someone would bring tea for him. Just as he was worried that someone wanted to poison him, he turned his head and saw that it was the deputy manager of the Fengwu Pavilion. He was relieved. Under the praise of the people, he drank a big bowl of tea and wiped the sweat on his forehead. When the breeze blew, he suddenly had a different feeling. It was very comfortable, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
At a high place nearby, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were really watching with binoculars.
"Xiao Bao, your plan will probably succeed. I don't believe that he has a heart of stone. After you finish explaining all the forms, let him continue to work."
Wang Juan felt a sense of accomplishment. It was easy to deal with a person, but it was very difficult to change a person. What she was doing now was to change He Yiwei and return Li Longji a good county magistrate.
After drinking a bowl of tea, He Yiwei felt much more comfortable. He bowed to the people again and turned around to go home. He lay on the couch and felt very conflicted. On the one hand, he felt that he was in a good mood today. On the other hand, he felt that Wang Juan was deliberately making things difficult for him. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
The next day, he came to the new map and continued to explain to the people.
On this day, a letter was sent from Luoyang. It was written by Zhang Shuo and invited Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to join Jixian Courtyard. They were there in name and didn't need to participate in the history revision.
"Cuckoo, it seems that Little Li is preparing to perform a pilgrimage." Zhang Xiaobao had heard Wang Juan mention a certain period of history. Some had changed, while some were still continuing.
"Yes, the economy is prosperous, the country is stable, and the people are happy. It's time to perform a pilgrimage." Wang Juan threw the letter aside and said.
"The people are really happy? Alright then. Le Ye, does Zhang Shuo want us to help him come up with ideas? "Zhang Xiaobao couldn't say anything else. He could only admit that it was a political necessity.
Wang Juan lowered her head and looked at the tips of her shoes. After some thought, she said, "Xiao Bao, we need to give Li Longji some trouble. We need to let him know how big the world is and that he shouldn't think that he's that powerful. Many people say that he has been fond of grandiose achievements ever since his pilgrimage. I'm not sure if it's true or not, but we need to take precautions."
"It's the same. All leaders are the same. When they reach a certain level, they start to like singing praises. What trouble should we find? I need to think about it carefully. "
After Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, he went to the backyard to think of ways to make Li Longji feel threatened. Whether it was internally or externally, he had to think of ways to make Li Longji feel insignificant.
Three days passed. As expected, Zhang Shuo followed up with another letter. He asked for Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's help in perfecting the pilgrimage. Wang Juan immediately wrote a letter back to Zhang Shuo based on what happened in history. If Zhang Shuo didn't follow the letter, it would change a little. If he followed the letter, it would be normal.
"Xiao Bao, have you thought of a way? Can we change history? "Wang Juan asked Zhang Xiaobao after she finished writing the letter.
"We've already changed history. The pilgrimage isn't important. At least, it's brought forward. Even if it's not brought forward, it's fine. I'll write a letter to Lu Zhou. I have to influence Little Li internally. I haven't thought about the external matters yet. He Yiwei should be done, right? It's time to arrange something new for him. "
Zhang Xiaobao firmly believed that he and Cuckoo could continue the prosperous era.
"Alright, I'll look for him first thing in the morning." Wang Juan was only asking casually. She was not worried about not being able to control the situation.
Early the next morning, when He Yiwei was about to look for Wang Juan to clarify what he was going to say today, Wang Juan came to him first and said, "County Magistrate He, something happened during the spring plowing in Shangniu Village. Why don't we go and have a look today?"
"Alright, that's good. Let's go and have a look," He Yiwei said in his signature manner.
Hence, the group of more than 40 people rode to Shangniu Village. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan brought six people with them. Four of them were guards sent by Gao Lishi while the other two were farmers.
As soon as they set out, He Yiwei finally saw the carriage of the two children and the servants' horses. The horses were all military horses. At first glance, the carriage looked like it was painted red. However, upon closer inspection, it was actually made of Phoebe zhennan wood. There was no paint on the outside and it was natural.
"Master, their carriage is better than ours," the housekeeper said to He Yiwei, who was sitting in the carriage.
"I see. They are richer than us. You know how rich Between the Clouds and the Water is. Do you think I can rob them? Be careful on the road to avoid being schemed against. "
He Yiwei was worried that Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao would find trouble with him again. He was very vigilant.
"I understand," the housekeeper replied and also became vigilant.
Shangniu Village was not far from the county. The group of people walked on the bumpy road. After an hour, they finally arrived at their destination.
As soon as they got off the carriage, they saw two people in front of them pulling the people working in the field and saying something.
Wang Juan glanced at Zhang Xiaobao. Zhang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "I didn't arrange it."
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