Chapter 91 Current Situation
Fang Shujing didn't expect that such a small county could be greedy for so much money. No wonder the people in the county were all sallow and thin.
All the money went to the corrupt officials. Fang Shujing wanted to ask some more questions. The master kept talking to him and said: "Sir, you have worked hard too. It's not too late to take a good rest and learn more about the affairs of our county." ."
Seeing that the master refused to say any more, Fang Shujing had no choice but to give up.
Fang Shujing lived in an ordinary house that was idle in their county government office, and he moved in.
When the news spread, people in the county had different thoughts.
Several wealthy businessmen gathered together and said, "How about we send something to the county magistrate?"
The county's largest official has been replaced by a new one. They have made a lot of preparations behind the scenes and want to show off. But who would have thought that such a young county magistrate would be sent down from above. It was said that he had just passed the examination, and the tight thread in his heart suddenly relaxed.
The leader of the group, the merchant president, took a sip of wine and said, "You can't do things with your words."
"I really don't know what the higher-ups are thinking."
"Let's just pretend that this person doesn't exist and do whatever we need to do. "These people also gradually relaxed.
Fang Shujing has been in the county for two days and has not yet taken a job in the county government. He is supposedly the county magistrate. Logically speaking, there will definitely be subordinates coming to establish relationships. It will be much easier to do things if he is close to the boss!
Fang Shujing was a man of two generations, and his mind was much clearer than others. Seeing that no one came, he probably guessed that the people in the county still looked down on him, the young county magistrate.
It's good not to come, and people can relax a lot. Fang Shujing used to live alone in the village, but now he has a large family to take care of, so it's not convenient when things happen on weekdays. Ask Xu Quan and Liu Yechen to buy some servants to clean the room and cook meals on weekdays.
It was inconvenient for him to do this kind of thing. Although no one came to visit him, many people must have noticed him. His every move is easily monitored by others.
It would be more convenient for Xu Quan and Liu Yechen to go there. He would take care of the baby at home.
Sitting at the desk with my child in my arms, I wanted to write a letter to Mr. Hu from Shanlin Academy and his previous private school. He took office in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to visit them.
Just pick up the pen and start writing.
The little Hawthorn sat in his arms and was very well-behaved at first. His beautiful big eyes kept staring at Fang Shujing's pen. The little guy seemed very interested: "Ah." He wanted to play with the brush.
Little Hawthorn likes to put everything in his mouth and bite it recently. There are many things that they dare not let Little Hawthorn touch. The little guy's wish has not been fulfilled. Little Hawthorn snorted when he was unhappy and pouted, trying to get his father to look at him.
But Fang Shujing was writing something and had no time to care about his son. He ignored the little hawthorn, who was babbling and talking there. It seemed that he was protesting against his father for ignoring him. As the most favored baby in the family, when had he ever been treated coldly? He became angry and sat there unwell, twisting and turning.
Fang Shujing was afraid that his son would fall, so he hurriedly protected him with his hands.
Although Liu Yechen took care of his son, he would definitely have to worry about him if he came back after being bumped into.
Halfway through the letter, I couldn't continue writing.
Fang Shujing put down his pen, picked up his son with one hand and said, "What do you want?" His son blinked his big eyes and said, "Ah..." It seemed that Fang Shujing's attention was regained and he was happy again. , with a bit of excitement in his voice, and a big smile on his face.
Fang Shujing really had nothing to do with his coquettish son. He held the child closer. The little boy came over and kissed him hard. The child was too small and drooled all over his face.
Little Hawthorn leaned aside and laughed.
Fang Shujing still didn't remember the idea of taking care of his son just now, so he quickly hugged and coaxed: "Good son."
Zaizai laughed so hard that he even tried to hit his head with his head.
Fang Shujing held the child and played for a while.
After about two cups of tea, he had already bought it, and Xu Quan asked him to go over and take a look.
Fang Shujing casually wiped his face with a handkerchief, stood up and handed his son to Xu Quan to look at.
These people are all young, the women are thirteen or fourteen years old, and the men are in their twenties. They all look ordinary, but the clothes they are wearing are too shabby, and they look better than the beggars on the street. Not much.
These people only knew that they were bought by someone before. On the way back, they found out that they were bought into the county magistrate's home. These people are all children from ordinary families. In their impression, the village chief is a very big official, and the county magistrate is The grandpa is much older than the villagers. He doesn't dare to raise his head right now and is trembling all over.
Fang Shujing said: "You will be people here after you come. Xu Quan will tell you your monthly salary and holidays. I only emphasize one thing. What happened at home is not allowed to be talked about outside. Anyone who violates taboos will be beaten. "
These people can't believe it at first. It's great to give people today the monthly salary and conditions. Later, when I heard Fang Shujing's warning, I didn't dare to have any other thoughts.
Fang Shujing is also considered to have the ability to know people. They picked well and all looked loyal and honest, while some even seemed timid, which made them easier to manage.
Here Xu Quan was promoted to steward. He had to teach these people the rules, and all management matters fell to him.
A total of eight people were bought, two of them were reserved for Liu Yechen. One of the boys from the Bai family was the cook, and he was assigned a kitchen helper. The remaining four are stout ones, reserved for starching, washing clothes, and doing odd jobs.
Only he and Liu Yechen could enter Old Man Liu's pharmacy. He didn't like too many people, so he didn't deserve anyone else.
Xu Quan already had some management skills, and after being trained in a wood furniture factory, he was very measured in what he said and did. These eight people must be accommodated and then perform their duties. They also have to teach them the rules and take their measurements before going back to the cloth shop to have their clothes cut. Very busy.
When he was finally free, Fang Shujing called him aside and asked, "How does it look outside here?" Although he didn't go out, Xu Quan and Liu Yechen could be his eyes.
Xu Quan frowned and said, "The road is bumpy." It's hard to imagine that this is a relatively wealthy county. Their previous county seat and the roads in the village were all flat. "There are a lot of people walking around."
Fang Shujing frowned heavily, which meant that there were many people selling their sons and daughters. Usually this happens only in troubled times or disasters, but this year the weather has been smooth and no natural disasters have been heard of, and Xu Quan doesn't know many things.
Fang Shujing said: "Go and call the servants here one by one. I have something to ask."
There was only him and a table in the study.
These people were so nervous that they didn't know what Fang Shujing asked them to do, and they stuttered when they spoke.
This was the first time I saw the county magistrate. He was young and handsome, even better looking than the young master in the play.
Fang Shujing asked very simple questions, such as what the family members usually do to make money, how their lives are going, and so on.
These are closely related to themselves. They were a little nervous at first, but as they talked, their nervousness disappeared. After that, Fang Shujing let them go back.
Fang Shujing rubbed his temples, thinking that he could go back after spending three years in the county smoothly. He didn't expect it to be so difficult.
I learned a lot from everyone's mouths just now. The taxes here are heavy, they mainly work on weaving and farming, and there is little land, and most of the fertile land is managed by the county. There are only some thin fields left to serve, but they won't be able to harvest much for a year. Now the money earned by a weaver is not enough to pay taxes, let alone those used for chewing. If they did not pay taxes, the men in the family would be captured to do corvee labor to pay off their debts, and they would be escorted to the mines to work as hard labor. The work is tiring and there is not enough food to eat. If someone is sick and no one cares about it, basically no one sent out will survive more than five years.
I had no choice but to come up with this trick of selling my son and daughter, so that I could get a bite of cornbread. Hoping to go to a kind-hearted family is my biggest wish.
Even though they are so poor, those rich people are extremely rich. Several merchants in the county spend no less than ten thousand taels of silver each year just to repair Buddhist temples. Even the masters and police officers in the county had to respect the merchants and let them do what they wanted.
Fang Shujing raised his eyebrows. This was more complicated than he thought. Here, this super merchant has even taken control of the county. What he is facing is an empty shell.
It is said that food is the most important thing for the people. There is not much arable land in the county, so most of the rations need to be bought in person. Nowadays, most of the food is sold at very high prices from grain dealers. Even buckwheat husks used for livestock chewing and grains soaked with sand are sold.
Because it is relatively cheap, quite a few people buy it.
The people of the entire county came to support these merchants, no wonder they became so fat. He will fight both rats and tigers.
Fang Shujing is planning in the room.
When the merchant heard that Fang Shujing had not come out of the house, he was relieved and invited friends to invite his colleagues to drink at home.
The president of the Chamber of Commerce said: "It's true that he is just a kid with a bad mouth, that's all. If he doesn't block my way in the future, I will let him go." He treated him as a puppet.
The people below were flattering and saying: "The whole county belongs to us, who dares to stand up to you even if they risk their lives?" As far as he knows, the merchant president has raised a lot of desperadoes, and all his previous opponents have given up. Silently annihilated. He is just a young county magistrate, so he is not afraid of him at all.
The president of the Chamber of Commerce was very arrogant. He smiled and said: "It depends on whether he knows the situation, but I think it will take him a year and a half to figure out the situation in the county at such a young age."
"You said it. That's right."
"Hahahahaha. Don't worry about that. Let's drink...drink."
Everyone was having a good time at the chamber of commerce president's house and didn't look down on the young county magistrate Fang Shujing at all.
They thought that Fang Shujing was a scholar who stayed close to home. However, in just two days, everything they did in the county was known to Fang Shujing.
The author has something to say: That's all for today's update... The author's hand was cut by a knife ~ I think it will be fine tomorrow.
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