Guizhou Inn.

Xiuxiu boredly slashed the clear water in the pottery basin with her hands and said to Gao Daquan standing next to her: "Brother Gao, it's lukewarm and hot here, how comfortable! Before coming, the official kept saying how scary Lingnan was. It turned out that they were all lies! Seeing that I was young, I scared me with big words!"

Gao Daquan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Xiuxiu, it's winter now, and it's already the twelfth lunar month! The weather is as hot as the spring in Beijing in March. How hot will it be if it's summer!"

"Yes, I forgot that the Chinese New Year is coming soon!" Xiuxiu raised her head, thought for a while, and suddenly jumped up in shock, "Ah! It's so hot now, and you can't cook people in summer! I feel so hot that I can't stand the summer in our hometown. How can I live here in summer?"

While talking, I imagined the summer scene here. The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more scared, and I almost cried.

Gao Daquan, a rough man, was most afraid of women crying, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't scare yourself! Didn't the officials say that this place is much warmer than ours, but the summer is not much different, it's just a little longer. Look at the city of Guizhou, there are so many people, and many of them have moved here from the Central Plains, and they have been here for a hundred years. Don't they all live well?"

After hearing this, Xiuxiu tilted her head and said, "That's right. The old man who sold us tangerines in the afternoon said that his ancestors moved from the Central Plains, and it has been more than a hundred years in order to escape the war in the late Tang Dynasty!"

After going to this troublesome person, Xiuxiu became happy again and said to Gao Daquan: "If it is not so hot in summer, it will be great here too! Brother Gao, look, it is green everywhere and there are flowers blooming. By the way, have you eaten the tangerines I bought in the afternoon? It's so sweet! I haven't eaten them before."

Gao Daquan's thoughts could not keep up with the little girl's rhythm, but he just smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I've eaten it."

Xiuxiu thought about it and said, "The official has gone out as a guest. I wonder if he will bring back something delicious."

Gao Daquan said impatiently: "After all, I'm still a child, I only know how to eat."

At the Transportation Office of Guangnan West Road, Guizhou, the newly appointed Transportation Commissioner Wang Weizheng invited a banquet for his colleagues and subordinates.

There were endless sounds of silk and bamboo in the back garden. Some of the dozen female prostitutes played the flute and twisted the strings, some held the pipa, and some danced with charming figures and sang softly.

On the main seat, a middle-aged man with a slightly dark face and a black beard, in his fifties, looked silently at the female prostitute singing and dancing in front of him. It was the owner of this place. Wang Weizheng, the new Guangnan West Road Transport Author, whose courtesy name was Huimeng, was transferred from the position of the Criminal Prison on Jinghu South Road a few years ago. He had just arrived less than two months ago.

Beside him were the governors of Guizhou Tian Shaozhong, Gui, Yi, Rong, Liu, Xiang, and Feng Shenji, the governor of Yizhou, and the guest position was Xu Ping, the governor of Yongzhou.

On the border of Guangnan West Road, the magistrates were basically military officials. Tian Shaozhong and Feng Shanji were both in their forties and had a career in office. The experience of officialdom was both Guangdong, Guangxi and Jinghu South Road, and they were around Dongman.

Seeing that Wang Weizheng was depressed, Tian Shaozhong leaned closer and whispered, "Why are the Cao Envoys worried?"

Wang Weizheng glanced at Xu Ping and sighed: "Where is the Lingnan area? Although there are few household registrations, countless caves and affairs are frequent. What did the Secretariat think? He sent such an ignorant young man to judge Yongzhou. Cao Yaoqing is already old and needs to concentrate on barbarian affairs. Civil affairs are all dependent on magistrates. This young man has been in office for the first time and knows nothing about government affairs. How can he take this great task?"

Tian Shaozhong said: "Why did the Cao Envoy say that? I heard that Xu Tong was the first-class Jinshi and the first-class one. When he was singing the title, he showed auspicious light. The emperor was very fond of him. He must have real knowledge."

Wang Weizheng snorted: "What's the use of being able to do poetry and essays after the Jinshi period? Officials have to accumulate it year by year as a personal official. It's not just to read the scriptures carefully!"

Wang Weizheng passed the imperial examination at the age of 27 in the ninth year of Xianping. He started as a military officer. He was a judge, a general magistrate, and a magistrate, and was qualified to not take Xu Ping seriously. However, Tian Shaozhong was a military official and did not dare to judge civil officials casually. He was not easy to agree, so he shut up obediently.

Xu Ping couldn't hear their conversation, and if he heard it, he might still feel it makes sense. Before taking office, the Ministry of Personnel had a special induction training. Although the time was short and the content was simple, the basic precautions were explained clearly.

Because he avoided the taboo of Empress Dowager Liu Tong, the official name of the Tongzong at this time was the same verdict, but except for paying attention to the official documents, no one was petty in private.

According to his impression in his previous life, the judge was the second-in-commander in the state, that is, the deputy governor. After training, Xu Ping realized that this was far from the case, at least this era was not the case.

Tongzong originated from the Tang Dynasty, but in the true sense, the Tongzong of the Song Dynasty was set up when Taizu regained Jinghu. The original purpose was to monitor the old officials of Jinghu on the newly recovered land, named Jianzhou, and often surpassed the prefecture. Taizu issued a special edict to prevent Tongzong from acting arbitrarily and that major events must be signed with the prefecture before they take effect, which was considered to suppress the arrogance of Tongzong. From then on, with the stability of the local area, the status of Tongzong gradually decreased. But at this time it was far from the level of deputy position, and should be considered the second chief in the prefecture. To be more than comparative, the relationship between Tongzong and the prefecture was similar to the relationship between his previous mayor and secretary.

The magistrate is responsible for finance and has the right to intervene in other matters. It is originally designed to monitor the magistrate, so it has the power to supervise and make a separate remark. Especially in the places where the military minister is the magistrate, the finance in the prefecture is considered to be the magistrate's authority, and most civil affairs are handled by the magistrate.

If it were only these, Wang Weizheng would not be worried. Although the transfer of fortune was the most powerful time in the Song Dynasty, he still focused on transferring wealth and supervision of prefectures and counties. Although he also intervened in other matters, he could not act arbitrarily. The key is that the transfer of fortune was the two main duties, and the wealth and supervision were just the same line as the Tongzong. In practical sense, the governor was not the subordinate of the transfer of fortune, and the transfer of fortune was only the supervisor of the work of the governor, but the Tongzong was closely linked to the transfer of fortune in business.

The biggest reason why the Song Dynasty was able to firmly control local governments was that it mastered local finances. From the three central departments, to the transshipment envoy at the road level, to the magistrate at the state level, and then to the chief clerk at the county level, this line controlled the finances, and the local officials were actually excluded and could not make any waves. Therefore, the transshipment envoy was called "scheming envoy" by people at this time, which explained this nature.

On the other hand, from the central censor to the road level transfer envoy, and then to the state level dictator, it was the main line of supervision in the Song Dynasty. The transfer envoy was also called "outaitai", and the transfer envoy was downlined or the transfer envoy.

Since Ye Shen was appointed as the official, the prosecution department of Guangnan West Road was abolished, and the supervisory department was only left with the Transportation Department. Wang Weizheng was worried when he saw such an unknown subordinate.

Xu Ping had no intention of guessing the idea of ​​his superior Wang Weizheng, but was interested in Feng Shenji who was accompanying guests. Feng Shenji was the second son of Feng Zheng, the role model of Tanhualang in Xu Ping's eyes. Enyin served as an official, so he was in the Wuchen Sequence.

Feng Zheng is also a wonderful person. His two sons are all in the Wuchen Sequence, one in the northwest and the other in the southwest. They are all made great achievements and have great prospects.

Even if you cannot pass the imperial examination, you can still enter the civil service. With the trend of emphasizing literature over military affairs at this time, Feng Zheng's choice is intriguing.

Like himself, Feng Zheng was also from a poor family. His father used to be the supervisor of Zhao Pu's family. In fact, he was a servant. When he was a teenager, he was appreciated by Zhao Pu. He became a Jinshi and finally became a prime minister. All of this has many similarities with him. As a result, not only Feng Zheng was rich and honored throughout his life, but his two sons were also outstanding among the descendants of the Jinshi in the same year. Xu Ping couldn't help but not pay attention.

Just as Xu Ping was thinking a lot, the song was over and the song bowed.

Wang Weizheng raised his glass and everyone drank three cups in a row.

Because of the mixed relationship between civil and military affairs, everyone has different interests, so there are no programs.

Tian Shaozhong is the owner of Guizhou, the official prostitute in charge of singing and dancing, and ordered: "Today's guest is Xinke Tanhualang, you go up and toast a glass of wine!"

Without waiting for the other people to react, a female prostitute stood up, Niao Niao Tingting walked to Xu Ping, picked up the wine pot, poured the wine, raised her glass and said, "I am so kind to you, I'll celebrate Xinke Guiren Life!"

Xu Ping looked up and saw Lianxiang at the age of seventeen or eighteen, with a fine and white complexion, charming face, and dressed up in a colorful manner. He looked at his eyes with affection. He was puzzled, did this girl fall in love with her? She only met once. There was so much affectionate woman in the south? But as an official prostitute, don’t you know that officials can’t have super friendly relationships with them?

Seeing Xu Ping drinking it, Lianxiang poured on and said, "This is the famous Guizhou wine 'Rui Lu'. Both lakes and Guangxi are famous. All the officials who have drunk it praise you. Good things are in pairs, why don't Tanhualang drink another cup?"

Xu Ping was pitifully experienced in this occasion and was difficult to refuse, so he had to drink again.

The merciful smiled even more charmingly, and his pretty face was like a flower stained with dew in the early morning. He poured it on again and said with his lips: "The nobleman, Jinshi, has a good literary talent, why not set the first new lyrics for us sisters to sing."

Xu Ping was impulsive and wanted to recite the Song Ci that did not appear at this time. Fortunately, he understood his own weight and forced himself to suppress this thought of being popular. He shook his head and said, "I have learned the knowledge of the Jinshi in poetry and prose, but I have not mastered the lyrics."

Lianxiang was slightly disappointed. If she could make a new Jinshi song for herself, it would be a kind of honor in the singing girl industry. Since then, her value has doubled. Unexpectedly, Xu Ping refused directly.

After calming down, Lianxiang smiled and said, "It is natural that it is the right way to concentrate on poetry and books, and it is the abrupt and unpleasant thing for the nobles to come from the capital, and it is also a pleasure for us to sing new lyrics in the capital, and it is also a pleasure for all the officials to entertain us."

Xu Ping thought for a while and nodded: "This makes me think of a song "Talking Love" by Zhang Ziye. In the past two years, he has been studying in the capital and has a lot of lyrics.

We meet temporarily under the moon and flowers. We hate and calmly.

What's more, the dream is broken when you wake up from the wine and the dream is broken, the flowers fade away from the moon and the moon is hazy.

The flowers are endless, the moon is endless. Both hearts are the same.

I wish to do this at this time, thousands of willows will cause the spring breeze.”

After memorizing it, he looked at the mercy on the opposite side, lowered his head and chuckled, and whispered: "I like this word so much! The official waits for a while, and we sisters are ready to sing."

Xu Ping was surprised: "I just memorized it, and you remember it?"

"Of course, I have a good memory since I was a child!"

After saying that, Lian Xiang twisted her waist and returned to the group of female prostitutes, whispering.
Chapter completed!