Chapter 232: Preparing for war (5)

After a moment, Du Mei rushed over. Du Mei is now the first supervisory order of the newly established Longyou Supervisor. With his ability to distinguish the abilities, he is suitable for this position. However, as a supervisory order, distinguishing the abilities is not right to the people. Under the supervision order, there are ten supervisory envoys, and more than two hundred supervisory personnel have a total of 200 supervisory personnel. They have great power and can even mobilize a certain number of troops if necessary.

After Du Mei came in, Hu Yong tactfully retreated, and only he and Zhang Huan were left in the room. Du Mei carried an old cloth pocket with her, containing some information about important incidents. Zhang Huan sat back in her seat and asked, "I asked you to investigate the magistrate Tang of Wuquan County last time, has there any progress?"

"Some of it have been found!" Du Mei took out a thick stack of information from her cloth pocket and handed it to Zhang Huan. "Tang Xianyao is a mediocre official. He doesn't care about everything and does nothing wrong. However, his eldest son sold public land three years ago and left it alone."

Zhang Huan took the information and flipped it. The records were very comprehensive and detailed, including Tang Xianyao's personal words and deeds, the evaluations of hundreds of people on him, his family background, his wife and concubines' family situation, what the three sons did, etc. It can be seen that the investigator had put a lot of effort into it. Zhang Huan smiled and returned the information to Du Mei, "Record a copy for me, and I want to be calm with him in person."

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Before Tubo occupied Hehuang, Jincheng County only had two counties in total. One county was Wuquan County where Jincheng County was located, and the other county was Guangwu County on the west bank of the Yellow River. After Tubo occupied the Hehuang River, the Tang and Bohai countries took the Yellow River as the boundary, and Guangwu County belonged to Tubo. In this way, although Jincheng County was large, there was actually only one county.

The county magistrate of Wuquan County is Tang Xianyao. He was less than fifty years old and was a Jinshi in the second year of Qingzhi. He went from the chief clerk to the county magistrate. It should be said that he had rich experience in being a lower-level official, but in fact he had a bad reputation among the people. It was not that he relied on his power to do evil, but that he did not act as an official. To put it simply, he just didn't care about anything and was intoxicated in the wine pot every day. Over time, the people of Jincheng County only knew about the governor Du who did things for the people, while the magistrate of Tang gradually disappeared into the memory of everyone.

It is no wonder that the governor and the county magistrate are in charge of the same county, while the governor does everything in big and small matters. The county magistrate who has no job can only be obsessed with the wine pot.

The Wuquan County Government Office is also on Wuquan Street. It is coincidentally. It is right opposite the governor's yamen. Due to the long-term neglect in front of the door, the cracks of the rocks are covered with grass. Compared with the lively governor's yamen, it is a sharp contrast. Most of the yamen runners in the county government office have switched to the opposite side. There are only two yamen runners who are slightly disabled and are refused to take a nap every day. Only their worn-out public uniforms barely tell people that this is also a local government agency. In addition to the county magistrate drunk in the wine town, the county magistrate has returned home to take care of his old age. The county magistrate changed his career and became a pig killer, setting up a stall at the county corps gate to sell meat. The chief clerk also used the prime location of the county corps to place a table with paper and fortune telling next to the county corps' meat stall.

In the afternoon, accompanied by Du Mei and several followers, Zhang Huan came to the nameless Wuquan County Government. Zhang Huan did not come forward, but handed it to Du Mei. Du Mei understood and stepped forward to bow to the chief clerk who was a little scholarly and said, "In the lower Jiedushi Du Mei, may you ask your county magistrate to be in the yamen."

While speaking, he handed Zhang Huanming's Masahidun to him. Although the county magistrate and the chief clerk had not been concerned about political affairs for a long time, Du Mei's name was still heard. The confidant aide of the governor Zhang Enjun, the two couldn't help but respect him. Especially the chief clerk, who relied on his vicious eyes to make a living, he had already seen a young man standing not far away, with a vaguely condescending demeanor. He just now gave the Masahidun to Du Mei.

Du Mei naturally would not hand over the famous sect for her subordinates. The chief clerk changed his mind and suddenly jumped up in his heart. He already understood who this young man was. His legs were weak and he was about to kneel down. A strong man suddenly appeared beside him like a ghost, holding him in a low voice, whispering: "Don't expose my identity as the governor."

"Yes! Yes!" The chief clerk wiped his cold sweat and turned around to wake up the two sleepy yamen runners who had been sleepy all day long. "Why don't you go find where the county magistrate is?"

At this time, the county magistrate who killed pigs and sold meat also saw the famous thorns and was so shocked that he almost chopped off his hands and sold them. The two left their business and welcomed Zhang Huan into the county government office in fear and fear. Zhang Huan looked around and saw that the spider webs in the lobby of the county government office were covered with dust. He couldn't help but shake his head and asked, "How long has it been since your county magistrate been promoted?"

"Three years and two months." The chief clerk sighed. When the county magistrate asked about the verdict, his memory of writing was already blurred.

"Isn't this a good thing the person on the other side do? How can there be such a governor!" said the county magistrate hatefully: "Testing the household registration, collecting taxes, judging prisons and judging cases, and asking people's livelihood are all things in the county. He is better. The dignified fourth-rank governor actually goes from house to house to collect taxes. What should the county magistrate do?"

As he was talking, a dull footsteps sounded, two yamen runners helped a half-drunk man out. He saw that he was fifty years old, without a hat, had messy hair, and had a red rosacea. It was Tang Xianyao, the magistrate of Wuquan County.

"Who is looking for this county?" The magistrate of Tang glanced at Zhang Huan with a sideways glanced at him. Seeing that he seemed familiar, he forgot where he had seen him.

The chief clerk was angry and anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear. The magistrate Tang was stunned for a moment. After a while, he shook his head suddenly, looked at Zhang Huan, pushed away the yamen runner who helped him, and went forward to salute Zhang Huanshen, "Wuquan County Magistrate Tang Xianyao met with the general of the Jiedushi."

Seeing that others were drunk but not drunk, Zhang Huan couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Tang County, is there a place to talk here?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" County Magistrate Tang invited Zhang Huan to the back hall in panic. Zhang Huan glanced at the unmoved county magistrate and chief clerk and smiled: "You guys come together too!"

The two looked at each other and showed surprise. Has their future been back? Seeing that Zhang Huan had already walked away, the two hurriedly followed.

The back hall was originally a place to handle official duties, but now it is full of wine jars and wine pots. The air is filled with strong smell of wine. The county magistrate of Tang hurriedly cleaned up, and opened the windows and doors to breathe. After finally, he asked Zhang Huan to sit down and said apologetically: "I don't have any trouble in normal times, so I drink to relieve my boredom. Over time, I indulge in it, which makes the governor laugh."

"I think the magistrate of County Tang is a smart person." Zhang Huan smiled faintly and said, "At least, he knows how to avoid evil and wait for the time."

The magistrate of Tang didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and smiled bitterly. Zhang Huan saw it and went straight to the point: "Since the magistrate of Tang is the magistrate of a county, then I ask you, how many households in Wuquan County are currently? How much tax is paid in a year? How much grain is stored in the warehouse? How much cash is it?"

Zhang Huan asked several questions in one breath. The county magistrate Tang's face was flushed and speechless. Finally, he sighed: "You should ask the governor Du these questions, and I will gain nothing."

"Why is this? I am asking about Wuquan County, not Jincheng County. I am puzzled about how the magistrate of Tang County should be pushed to the governor." Zhang Huan asked in surprise.

When the magistrate Tang saw that he had just said that he knew how to avoid violence and wait for the weather, but now he pretended to be confused and didn't know anything, he understood Zhang Huan's intention. He was happy and worried. He was happy because he had been waiting for a long time on this day. It could be seen that Zhang Huan and Du Ya had a bad relationship, otherwise he would not come to him. He was worried that Zhang Huan just wanted to use himself and broke the bridge after crossing the river.

He was in a dilemma and pondered for a moment, but the chief clerk next to him was impatient. He also understood Zhang Huan's purpose. For him, this was his chance to turn over. He finally couldn't help but interrupt and said, "If Zhang Envoy is willing to help us, we are willing to be loyal to you."

"Don't talk nonsense." The magistrate of Tang angrily at the chief clerk.

"I think the chief clerk is a cheerful person and is very kind to me. On the contrary, if the magistrate of Tang County is disagreeable, I can't believe it." Zhang Huan said this, then took the information from Du Mei, looked at the magistrate of Tang County and said coldly: "Mr. Tang may as well look at my sincerity!"

The information is as thick as an inch. The first page on the surface is a land contract. If the magistrate of Tang doesn't look at it, his face turns pale when he sees it. This is the land deed that his son sold the public house land three years ago without telling it. It was Du Ya who caught the handle on this matter, forcing him to stop asking about the matter in the county, and now he is also caught by Zhang Huan.

‘This! This!.

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’The Tang County Magistrate was speechless and could not say a word.

Zhang Huan pushed the information to the magistrate of Tang County and smiled slightly and said, "The country of the big thief, the small thief pearl, compared to the Wei family's greed for thousands of acres of military fields, what is the only 100 acres of land? It's just a thousand-mile dike, but it's broken by an ant hole. I have redeemed these fields for you and are now handed over to you. In the future, we must strictly educate our children and don't let the undocumented son ruin your reputation."

County Magistrate Tang never expected such an ending. He silently looked at the land deed in front of him, and his heart was filled with emotion. He suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Huan, "Please give me the orders, and my subordinates will never refuse!"

"I just want the magistrate of County Tang to do what you should do." Zhang Huan turned around and waved his hand, Cheng Duo who had been following him stood up. Zhang Huan pointed at him and said to the magistrate of County Tang: "This is the judge Cheng of my Xiliang army. I heard that there is no county magistrate in Wuquan County, so let Judge Cheng temporarily serve as the magistrate for several months. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." The dignified judge of the Xiliang Army actually came to be a small county magistrate. How could Tang Xianyao not understand Zhang Huan's meaning?

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The group left the county government office. Du Mei, who had been silent all the time, could not help but sigh: "I thought the governor would take the land deed to threaten Tang Xianyao, but I didn't expect the governor to return it to him. The governor's heart is ashamed of his subordinates!"

"Do you use only a hundred acres of land to threaten a seventh-rank county magistrate?" Zhang Huan said with a faint smile.

Du Mei laughed in silence, "Yes! Little Theft Pearl, the Great Thieves Country, with the ambition of the governor, how could he take such small thieves seriously? I was wronged."

"In my dream, I often dream that I was a lone thief in my previous life, lingering in the jewelry spirit. I didn't expect that the beads in my previous life would steal, and that I would not change my own business in this life, but would become a country that would steal."

Zhang Huan raised his head and laughed, galloped away on his horse.

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In Chang'an, the weather was so hot that it was so hot that it was the most difficult time in the afternoon. The road was dry and hot. When I stepped on it, I made a bunch of white smoke step by step, as if it was on fire.

Pei Jun's study was extremely cool. There was a mezzanine in his study, and a wall of ice was covered with ice. There were ice cellars in the mansions of wealthy families in Chang'an, so they were ready for use at this time.

However, although the room was cool, Pei Jun felt a little irritable. He had just returned from visiting his seriously ill father-in-law. The imperial doctor said that Yan Zhenqing's deadline had arrived, and it was only one or two days. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in life. Although Pei Jun was a little sad, he did not indulge in it. He still had many major things to do.

What upset him was that he actually met his daughter Pei Ying in Yan's mansion. She had been there for two days, but she didn't know anything about it. She was also cold in talking to her. He knew that his daughter was angry with him for the sake of Zhang Qi. As a father, he would not care about this little thing, but Pei Ying suddenly thought of Zhang Huan.

It is said that this kid has already opened a house. Although he knows that it is a matter of time, Pei Jun is still very annoyed, but he has to admire Zhang Huan's cleverness in timing. Just as he is trying his best to deal with Cui Yuan, he suddenly takes action, making him unable to distract himself from dealing with him.

Pei Jun walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. He kept reminding himself to calm down and distinguish between the primary and secondary. Perhaps the ice bricks in the wall had the effect. The anxious Pei Jun finally calmed down slowly. Zhang Huan pushed Cui Xiaofu to have a headache and he had to concentrate on dealing with Cui Yuan. Thinking of Cui Yuan, Pei Jun's spirit suddenly cheered up. He immediately walked to the bookshelf, took out a map, and placed it on the table to unfold it.

Although Cui Yuan left Chang'an and said that he would travel with his precious grandson, Pei Jun knew very well that Cui Yuan had returned to Shandong to transfer troops. He bent down and carefully inspected Cui Yuan's marching route. Cui Yuan had been walking for two days. One of them had legs and feet and the other was a nine-year-old child. The speed should not be too fast. There is no news from Tongguan now, that is, they have not yet left Guanzhong, and they are probably in Huayin County.

At this moment, a low voice came from outside the door, "Is the head of the family looking for me?"

"Come in!" Pei Jun rolled up the map, sat down and straightened his waist.

The door opened, and a man in his thirties walked into the outside. He was tall and tall, with a cold look and looked very smart and capable. His name was Pei Tanming, a concubine of the Pei family. He was highly valued by Pei Jun and was the chief spy leader of Pei Jun. Outside the Miao Family Manor in Taiyuan, ten assassins of Li Fanyun were inexplicably killed, which was the one who did it.

"How is the situation with Cui Xiong?"

Pei Danming bowed and said, "Reporting to the head of the family, we have invested nearly a thousand dollars in Cui Xiong. Liu Xia'er has won his trust a year ago."

"Money is not a problem, the key is to achieve our goals." Pei Jun pulled out a letter and handed it to him: "This is the next plan, and I'll do it now!"

Pei Danming took the letter, glanced slightly, immediately bowed, turned around and strode away. Pei Jun looked at his back and nodded with satisfaction. He liked Pei Danming's decisive and straightforward style.

He slowly walked to the window and stared at Dongfang, his eyes showing infinite expectations. If this matter was done, then Cui Yuan's trip to Shandong would mean that the Cui family would be divided.

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To be continued...