Chapter 66 Who is planning to be in danger

The people of Binzhou now hate all the people in the surrounding prefectures and counties, thinking that you are so busy, you can use the bells and plows, and you can also give memorials, but don’t say a lot of good things about Sanshui County Magistrate in the memorial, and even mention the matter of giving gifts to the people in the county.

When this state is auspicious, it is said that the state is auspicious. However, I have never mentioned the delivery of things on the 30th of the New Year. Now, the accountability note above has been sent to the state. The wording is not strict at all. I just keep asking questions from all aspects. Why did the state not report such a thing?

It is because of the poor wording that people in the state feel scared. Strictness means that the people above are close to you. This kind of plain accountability is the most scary thing. If one is not good, it is easy to lose his official position, and even if it is serious, it will be imprisoned and suffer.

When people were busy with spring plowing everywhere, the people in the state discussed how to deal with this matter. No one dared to continue to suppress the contributions of the Sanshui County Magistrate. In desperation, everyone discussed a solution.

The sky was gloomy and seemed to fall down at any time. The wind also cheered. The merchants in various places looked up at the sky, looking forward to the rain falling.

The same is true for people in Sanshui County, but it took a few clouds and the wind stopped in the afternoon.

All the merchants were worried when they saw this situation. Today is Grain Rain. It should be the time to sow seeds. If it rains, who dares to sow seeds? Especially some elderly people who can look at the sky, their eyes were full of fear. After that, there will be no rain in the past few days.

County Magistrate Cheng of Sanshui County also sat in the yamen, staring blankly at the sky. After a while, he turned around and asked the people around him, "How is Xiao Luoshui's water?" This time he finally called his full name.

"Sir, the water is very shallow. It has not rained in the past few days. The melting snow water has flowed away long ago." The person next to him answered carefully.

"It's over, hurry up, I'm worried about my official's work. I'm going to dig a well." County Magistrate Cheng stood up tremblingly, making people anxious that everyone in the yamen came over, and assigned people to dig a well according to the surrounding areas, but he was worried that everyone was waiting to sow seeds, and there was not enough manpower.

Everyone was gone, and County Magistrate Cheng stood alone at the gate of the yamen. From time to time, people passed by and greeted him, but he had no intention of responding one by one. The people seemed to be able to understand the difficulties of the County Magistrate. It has not rained these days, but it was the same when it came to Guyu. Moreover, it seems that there will be no rain within a few days.

At night, there was good news, but there was nothing to be happy about the news for County Magistrate Cheng. The people in the state sent a stamp, which meant to admit his merits and report them to the court, but he wanted to say that the state had not reported before was because he was unwilling to let the people in the state report them.

"Sir, you finally don't have to give your credit to others." The county magistrate said, wanting to make the county magistrate happy.

"Make merit, credit merit, what else is there now? If this drought is not done well, I will have it. Have people sent to all over the country come back? What's the situation?" County Magistrate Cheng was not in a state of energy at all. He sat on the chair, leaning his whole body against the backrest, and he was still slipping down.

"Most of the people are back. Qiyang Village is drought. The villagers robbed water. A few of them were injured. The stolen water was barely enough to plant millet. But it still won't rain for a few days. Then we have to think of other ways. Xihe Village is still there. There is still a little water in the river, which can last for half a month. Now they have already blocked the dam, but the Donghe Village below them is over, Nanshan Village..."

One by one, the news came from the county magistrate. Usually there was no water. When I was not used, I always had the water. After using it, I found that the water was not enough and I couldn't hold on to the place with a little water for long.

"There is no good news? It's all like this? Yes, there is another place I haven't said, in Tuqiao Village, Zhangjiazhuangzi, how is he doing?" County Magistrate Cheng suddenly remembered that the people there had not come back yet.

"Sir, there is a river there, but the river water is formed by four small rivers. Three of the villages mentioned just now are no longer enough water. They have lured the river water away. The remaining one is usually waist-deep and is useless at all. It is mainly because it has been like this in the past few years. It looks like a drought. In fact, it will rain continuously before and after the Grain Rain. The people and us are used to it."

The county magistrate sighed. The Zhangjiazhuang gave them too many surprises, but this time, no one could escape.

"Report, sir, sir, the young man is back, the young man is back from Zhangjiazhuang." As soon as the county magistrate finished his words, a sound came from outside the door. Then he ran in and looked at his dusty appearance and knew that he was rushing all the way.

The man was carrying a large package on his back, looking not heavy. When he entered the courtyard, he stopped, but couldn't speak, and he just stood there and gasped.

"Come back when you come back, find a place to rest. What are you carrying? You asked for things from Zhangjiazhuang again? It's okay if you want them normally, but now they are dry, how can you..." County Magistrate Cheng was so angry that he couldn't say anything later.

"Sir, I didn't want it. Yes, it was them, Zhuang and Zhuangzi who brought back the things they brought to the yamen, good things, fungus, ten or ten kilograms, and they did it." The yamen runner replied intermittently.

"What? Ten kilograms of dry fungus, you dare to collect such expensive things? The drought is like that. With these fungus, you can exchange for a lot of money. It takes money to dig wells, and buying food from outside requires money. If you send it back, you can't ask for this thing." Cheng County Magistrate and the County Magistrate were both frightened. Where did so many dry fungus come from in Zhangjiazhuang?

The yamen runner was still panting, anxious, and finally picked up the bowl of the county magistrate on the table, drank the tea inside in one breath, wiped his mouth, and finally felt comfortable, opened the package, and said:

"Sir, they planted this fungus themselves. They said they were taken back and divided into the people in the yamen. They originally wanted to give twenty kilograms, but the young one didn't dare to ask for it. They only took ten kilograms back. After soaking, the people in the yamen could get some and eat fresh."

"Source? Can fungus be planted?" The county magistrate and the county magistrate were surprised again, and even stood up from the chair. Both of them didn't know how to position the Zhangjiazhuangzi.

Cucumbers can be made in winter, with oil, and bought carrots that no one else wants, so I made a lot of money. I also found a very simple way to turn brown sugar into white sugar, and made hot sauce. I also had a cherry plow a few days ago, and now I can even plant black fungus. Is there anything they can't do in this world?

"Okay, since they can grow, they will get rich again, even if they have drought, how about he? Didn't plant anything?"

County Magistrate Cheng is relieved now. The wood ear is precious. If you want to eat it, go to the mountain or find it on a tree, and there is also a place to transport firewood. This is money.

"Sir, I have planted them all. The three sects of Zhangjiazhuangzi, Wangjiazhuangzi and Gejiazhuangzi have planted them all. Gejiazhuangzi manages the water borrowed by Zhang and Wangjiazhuangzi."

"All planted? Borrowing water? His Ge family's village has no water. Could it be that the two families of Zhang and Wang have water?" The county magistrate felt a little dizzy. At this time, the two families of Zhang and Wang have water. He suspected that the yamen runners were lying, so his face sank.

"Really, sir, the young man dare not lie. You don't know that Zhang and Wang family dug six large ponds, and the water inside was full. The river was still a little streaming, and they were all led to the six ponds. When the young man arrived at the place, there were already seven wells and three were digging there.

The Gejiazhuang had just dug it, and the well water was sweet and cool, so it was delicious. The little one went to the place and drank three big bowls in one breath, and the little one rode the horse, and he drank it with him. The horse was drinking..."

"Okay, don't talk about these messy things. You just said that there are six ponds full of water in Zhangjiazhuang? There are seven wells that have been dug?" County Magistrate Cheng interrupted the useless words behind the yamen runners, and found the key places and asked again.

"Yes, sir, the young man saw with his own eyes that there were three little kids from the farm playing in the pond. There was a pond with more than a thousand ducks and geese swimming, and someone was carrying water to the mountain. The young man even helped. There were more than six thousand chickens laying eggs on the mountain, and every family in the farm caught pigs.

In addition to these, the young man also saw the grain moved from other places. Because it was necessary to use land during spring plowing, he moved the grain around the two lords' houses. There were empty land there, one by one, just like a mountain. So the young man dared to bring back ten kilograms of fungus, and the young man knew that they were in poverty."

As soon as the yamen runner talked about Zhangjiazhuang, his eyes shone. He said the things on the farm from beginning to end, and pointed to the ten kilograms of dry fungus.

The magistrate Cheng and the county magistrate Zhang Mingsheng sat back on the chair again. To be precise, they fell back. They looked at the fungus with their eyes straight, and suddenly said at the same time, "I would have known that the twenty kilograms would have been taken back."

"Sir, I really want to go there again. The young man is not afraid of being tired, so he will change to another horse." The yamen runner is also a real person, and he was about to turn around and leave as he said this.

"Stop, I'm crazy about poverty? Is it shameless? People give it to you, what do you want to go? This Zhangjiazhuangzi is so evil. After raising so many things, he dug six large ponds in advance and dug seven wells. No wonder Gejiazhuangzi had to take care of them borrowing water.

Then Ge Yingxi was a good neighbor. He had done something bad behind the scenes a few days ago, but it didn't turn out to be bad. Everyone in Zhangjiazhuang knew that he would lend it to Gejiashui. If he became an official, he would also benefit the good official."

The magistrate Cheng called the yamen runners and commented there.

"Sir, too, is a good official." The county magistrate said from the side.
Chapter completed!