Chapter 420: Yu does not hide his flaws

Saying goodbye to the farmers who were enthusiastic about keeping their meals, Ma Nan accompanied Qin Lei to walk among the ridges.

With a greedy breath of air with the intoxicating rice fragrance, Qin Lei shook his head comfortably and chuckled: "It's almost a year since I'm in the south? How about it, are you still used to it?"

Manan touched his tanned face and laughed: "Yes, it's been a year, except for not being used to eating rice, everything else is very good."

Qin Lei nodded, looked at Feihong in the sky, and asked with a smile: "What's the difference between being a county magistrate to a county magistrate?"

Manan thought for a moment and said softly: "There are still many shortcomings in his subordinates, especially some things on the official side, which are very shallow."

Looking at him gently, Qin Lei chuckled and said, "You should study hard. You can't work as a county magistrate for long. When the next appointment comes, don't be in a hurry."

Ma Nan said a little nervously: "My subordinates have been promoted to two levels in eight or nine months. They are already trembling. If they are promoted again, they will be said to be small by others. If they are misleading, they will ruin the prince's major affairs. If they are humble, they will not quit."

Qin Lei couldn't help but smile and said, "Others are busy making promotions and wealth all day long, but you are going to push the good things that come to the door."

Manan grinned and said, "I also want to be a high-ranking official, but if a little horse pulls a big cart, it will not only not be able to pull the cart, but also exhaust the horse to death." When he said this, his dark face emitted a sincere light.

Qin Lei looked at him for a while before Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm so eager for quick success and instant benefits. Just wait until the horse grows into a big horse and then go and pull the big cart." Ma Nan smiled apologetically, thanked the prince for his understanding, and tried his best to invite him back to the county government for dinner.

Qin Lei waved his hand and said softly: "I have come from it this time and I can't stay for long. If I hadn't been passing by, I wouldn't even stay with you."

Ma Nan said regretfully: "Then it's time to wait for the prince to come back."

Qin Lei nodded and smiled, "Let's talk about it then." As he said that, his eyes turned to the south, he asked in a low voice, "Are you Lord Bus in the mansion?"

Ma Nan scratched his head and smiled, "I won't go to Xiangyang if it's okay, so I don't know the whereabouts of the magistrate," he said, "But now we are harvesting crops everywhere. With the magistrate's temperament, 80% will not sit in the mansion, and maybe we will go to inspect the county."

It is said that when the bus was carried back to Xiangyang before the New Year, he could not get out of the ground and walked around. Everyone thought he was going to bed and rest for a while, but he asked someone to carry it in a soft sedan chair and traveled all the prefectures and counties in Xiangyang Prefecture, and organized officials, gentry, reviving the yamen, and successfully completing the preparations for spring plowing. At the same time, the tax reduction and investment in Xiangyang Prefecture had not yet been resolved, and the Xiangyang Prefecture was rehabilitated and prosperous.

As a result, in the first quarter statistical reports of the two southern provinces, Xiangyang Prefecture's comprehensive government affairs index, per capita cultivated land, commercial contribution rate, economic recovery index, and four important rankings ranked first. The other six indexes also ranked among the top 21 prefectures in the two provinces, and their political achievements were really outstanding.

There are only two types of population recovery index and field cultivation rate. Because Xiangfan is a severely affected area of ​​Maitreya and has suffered heavy population losses, it is behind for a while. But if this momentum continues, it will be at most two or three years, and it will be able to catch up.

"The revival of Xiangyang is just around the corner." Qin Lei sighed: "The right time, place and people are all there to do."

As he said that, he looked at Ma Nan deeply and said softly: "Follow the bus master to study hard and miss the opportunity to take off in Xiangyang, your future achievements will be limited."

Ma Nan bowed and said respectfully: "I understand that I will not disappoint the prince."

While speaking, the two of them had already arrived at the edge of the official road. Qin Lei got on the front of the car, took off his boots, gently knocked mud on the shaft of the car, and smiled and said, "I have notified the Fuxing Yamen to hold an extraordinary meeting, so I have lived in Xiangyang Prefecture for a while. If you have time, you can come to see me."

When Manan knew that the prince was leaving, he said respectfully: "I understand."

Qin Lei nodded, stood up with his boots and smiled, "Do it well, don't let Ma Kan compete. I heard that kid is about to be a judge."

Ma Nan forced a smile, as if he was about to say something, but when he saw that the prince had turned around, he stopped and watched the prince enter the car respectfully. It was not until the convoy disappeared and the smoke and dust settled, so he stood up, sighed, and said quietly: "I hope everything is fine." After that, he got on the horse and headed towards the county town.

After driving for most of the day, he rushed to the outside of Xiangyang City before dark. He ordered the black-clothed guard to slow down the car, and he got up and went out of the car, standing in the front of the car, looking at the towering ancient city in the twilight.

Scenes a year ago suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. At that time, Xiangyang City was still in the hands of the Maitreya Sect. Facing the desperate enemy and the tall and strong city, everyone thought that bloody battles were inevitable.

He went against the crowd and used a magical performance, almost with his own strength, he forced 300,000 Maitreya believers to be subdued without bloodshed. He also completely sent himself to the altar in the minds of 15 million people in the south.

Thinking of the high platform he had once built, 'It should be not far ahead.' Qin Lei said silently uncertainly. The bustle and noisy day seemed to have been a long time... In fact, it has been less than a year.

And this year, in his feelings, it was so long that it showed how much changes in the world, how much changes in the situation, how much changes in his mood.

In his silence, the convoy slowly drove to the front of the city, but found that the gate was closed. It turned out that it had been past the time to close the city gate.

Shi Gan went up and called the door. It took a long time before the soldiers guarding the city poked their heads out and shouted angrily: "The city gate is the official, even if the Heavenly King comes, I will not open it. You might as well enter the city again tomorrow."

Shi Gan had no intention of bullying others with his power, and thought to himself, 'But it is reasonable.' He wanted to turn his horse back, but he heard the soldiers in the city shouting, "Don't leave, if you are willing to go out and open the door, I will open the door for you!" As he said, he also scared him, "It's not a joke to sleep in the wilderness. Be careful of the remnants of Maitreya killing and robbing people!"

When Shi Gan heard this, he was furious and shouted in a deep voice: "It's outrageous!" He wanted to reveal his identity and punish these greedy and act recklessly.

But the prince stopped him in a low voice and said, "How much does it cost?" He had to suppress his anger and asked roughly, "How much does it cost to open the door?"

"Hehe, that's right. It's better to be able to go around the world by being aware of your feelings." They regarded Qin Lei and his party under the city as merchants from the north.

Shi Gan was patient and repeated the question again. The soldiers on the city said lazily: "That depends on how many of you are. One or two silver coins per person, you can calculate it yourself."

"This is too dark!" Shi Gan said angrily: "It costs hundreds of taels of silver to enter a city. Who can get in?"

The soldiers guarding the city sneered and said, "If you can't afford to enter, don't go in, who invited you to enter?" His attitude was surprisingly bad, and he didn't take the "customers" under the city seriously.

"Tell them that we are the drivers of the Fuxing Yamen." Qin Lei ordered in a low voice, and he could already hear the displeasure in his tone.

Shi Gan quickly said that the soldiers in the city did not buy it: "It turned out to be the capsule ball of the Fuxing Yamen, so one person has two taels, and you won't get out of here."

Shi Gan thought to himself: ‘Okay, this registration has doubled again.’

"Give it to him!" The prince said with an angry command.

Shi Gan cursed and agreed to the conditions on the city. Sure enough, the gate of Xiangyang Prefecture opened, and a team of soldiers with unscheduled appearance appeared in front of everyone.

The leader was a captain with a pockmarked face. When he met Shi Gan, he raised the whip in his hand and whipped it, and still scolded: "Boy, are you tired of living, are you? You dare to scold me..."

Shi Gan raised his hand and grabbed the tip of the whip, suddenly pulled the pockmarked soldier into his arms.

Unpredictable, the captain was held in his arms by Shi Gan. Before he could react, he heard two big-eared melon seeds by Shi Gan.

"Oh... dare you hit me?" The captain covered his cheeks and howled, "Come on..." But seeing that all his subordinates were controlled by the black guards, he couldn't help but turn into horror: "Good man, please spare your life. No matter if you are a robbery of wealth and sex, the young one will follow you."

"Bah!" Shi Gan angrily spit out a thick phlegm and sneered: "If you want to survive, shut up your stinky mouth." The captain indeed shut up honestly, obviously wanting to survive very much.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Xiangyang city gate changed its ownership; almost in the blink of an eye, Qin Lei's good mood disappeared, and he only heard him say in a deep voice: "Go to stay in the inn." After that, he fell down the car window and ignored anyone.

The black-clothed guard and the accompanying master guards entered the city and headed straight to the inn on the street with the government office. This time, he did not talk much, and directly expressed his desire to stay with a sharp knife.

The attitude of the inn staff is much better. They clear the largest courtyard without saying a word of nonsense and ask the robber to live in. This fully reflects that most of the time, the knife is sharper than the language.

The black guards brought their own food and didn't need the service of those servants, so they drove them all into a small house and locked them up... Although the officers were afraid and hated, the black guards were actually kind-hearted... If they came out later, would you say you should kill or not?

Shi Gan brought a bowl of batter to the prince, but Qin Lei didn't want to eat it at all. He stood in the courtyard with a gloomy face, his clothes and shoes were still the same as on the road, and he did not change it because he arrived at the inn.

Qin Lei's anger was justified. In just a quarter of an hour in front of the city gate, he saw three problems: First, Xiangyang is almost an unguarded city, and only 500 people can easily win the Xiangyang City, the most famous city in Jiangbei... Maybe there will be no casualties; second, the so-called upward and downward effect, looking at the soldiers' greed, he doesn't believe how good the people above can be. If you think about it, is it that Jiangbei has become greedy? Third, at least in Xiangyang City, the government and the Fuxing Yamen do not deal with each other, or... the relationship is very bad. If the whole south is like this, then Qin Lei's original efforts have become in vain, which is what he least wants to see.

Three problems are more serious than the other. How can he show his appearance?

After a long time, the noise outside the door became louder. A master standing on the roof of the room and looking at the wind, a kite turned over and landed steadily on the ground. He bowed and said in a deep voice: "Prince, many officers and soldiers have come outside, and they have surrounded this place."

Qin Lei reluctantly smiled and said, "Can the public car merchant book be outside?" This master is Le Buyi's registered disciple, named Gongsun Jian, a native of Xiangyang. He knew the public car merchant book, so Qin Lei asked this question.

Gongsun Jian shook his head and said, "I have never seen a man outside."

Qin Lei nodded and said softly, "I'll tell you to keep the door carefully and ignore them." He turned around and went back to the room. When he quickly entered the door, he threw down a faint command and said, "Call me when the bus dealer arrives."

Seeing the door slammed, Gongsun Jian couldn't help but open his mouth wide. He had not been with Qin Lei for a long time. He had always seen him smiling and had no airs. He seemed to have a good temper. This was the first time he saw him like this today.

The black-clothed guard in the yard saw him looking dumbfounded and comforted him softly: "It's better to get used to it, but fortunately, the prince didn't get angry too much."

‘It’s not too much, it’s a little too much…’ Gongsun Jian swallowed and spitted in his mouth, saying in his heart.

Not far from Qin Lei's expectations, although hundreds of soldiers gathered outside, no one dared to attack the post station. Apart from surrounding him, he could only watch the changes outside.

In the middle, a guy who looked like an officer shouted and said a few nonsense, "You are desperate," "Is it better to surrender quickly." However, he was shot by the cold arrow on the roof of the room and ran away in his helmet, which scared him to his head and never appeared again.

The two sides confronted each other until dawn the next day, and the Bud Shangshu who received the news finally came back. Those who came with him were the township heroes transferred from several nearby counties, and the thugs of the large houses in Xiangyang City, who had gathered more than a thousand people, and immediately surrounded the small inn.

Seeing that the number of people was obtained, the officer who was shot in the helmet appeared again, and met the dusty prefect, he opened his mouth and shouted and said, "Sir, you are here at the right time. The young men have already driven the thief into the post station, and even a fly can't fly out."

The bus merchant said in a very slight expression: "How... can... put the evil people into the city? Aren't you letting you guard the city gate strictly? How did you...you, the Xiangyang team trainer...?"

It turned out that the officer was a regiment training envoy from Xiangyang Prefecture. The so-called regiment training is a group of armed forces outside the regular army, where local governments and gentry recruited strong men and organized them to carry out military training to defend bandits and defend local armed forces.

After Qin Lei removed the Jiangbei Guards and Shannan Guards, he ordered local governments to form a delegation to replace the original local guards... In other words, the regiment commander was the leader of the local defenders.

In fact, this person was originally a lieutenant of the Xiangyang Guards. After the guards were disbanded, they transformed into the regiment training commander. Although they were promoted to the position of official position, in fact, the oil and water were not comparable to the original ones... He naturally was very uncomfortable with it, so he naturally had to find another way to plunder money.

Who would have thought that this time he would lose the rice and kick it to the iron plate? But he did this without telling the prefect, so he could never tell the truth. Thinking of this, he laughed guiltily: "Maybe he had sneaked into the city in the daytime. You also know that our Xiangyang is so lively, and there are so many people who come from south to south, and you can watch it no matter how hard it is. If you are not careful, you may let them in."

The bus Shangshu snorted angrily and his speech became even more stuttering: "It's not like the words... you... are getting less and less like the words." As he said that, he separated everyone and walked to the empty street in front of the hall.

"Sir, be careful, they have arrows..." The trainee shouted behind him, but refused to step forward.

He didn't even look at the bus and the merchant book. He stood at the entrance of the inn and cleared his throat and said, "Listen to the hero inside, I am... the prefect of Xiangyang... What is your purpose? Why not... say it..."
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