Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Unlike Gaoyou, all of Pingjiang’s policies were slowly and imperceptibly changed by Lin Yuan. He is now used to calling a bunch of people over to discuss matters, and then choose to adopt opinions that suit his wishes. This will not behave like a dictatorship, but in fact It's still dictatorship, just from another person's mouth.

Lin Yuan finally understood why the people above would not listen to the opinions of the people below.

The eyes of the people below are easily limited to one-third of an acre of land. There are few people who have a big picture. Everyone has a mouth, has his own reason, and has the right to fight for.

If you really want to achieve results, you have to think about one place, one place with energy, each performing their duties, not asking too much, not thinking too much, things can be done quickly and beautifully.

Lin Yuan knew that he was walking on a very dangerous road. Once he made a mistake, the people who knew nothing would pay for his mistakes, but he also knew that he had to take such a path, and he had to Firmly believe that the path you are taking is correct.

Recently, Lin Yuan has become more and more taciturn. The more he thinks and the more he thinks, his feelings will change.

Song Shizhao faced Lin Yuan day by day, and his feeling was the most acute. In Song Shizhao's words, Lin Yuan was "introverted".

"Before you were like a knife. Although sharp, it was also fragile." Song Shizhao poured tea to Lin Yuan while saying, "Now you have a scabbard."

After washing away the impetuousness, Lin Yuan became more and more calm.

Lin Yuan glanced at Song Shizhao seriously. He hasn't looked at people so seriously for a long time. Is Song Shizhao so old?

"Thanks to Mr. for these years." Lin Yuan said seriously.

Song Shizhao has also changed recently. His temper has improved. Lin Yuan can feel it. Last year Song Shizhao was not as kind as this year. At that time, he probably regarded everyone as imaginary enemies. Tear it apart, leaving only one of his useful ones.

But Song Shizhao's loyalty is beyond doubt.

Lin Yuan took the tea that Song Shizhao handed over. The monarchs and ministers were sitting by the window and drinking each other. There was a square table under the window sill and a chess board above. Lin Yuan was fascinated by Go recently, and occasionally played it.

Song Shizhao put down the sunspot and said without raising his head: "The north has been settled. Whether it is the court or something else, it has not been able to turn up any storms in the past few years. Not in the south. The forces from all quarters are watching."

Lin Yuan nodded and dropped Bai Zi, and the two sides played a game, there were back and forth.

Song Shizhao smiled and said, "My lord's chess skill has become more and more exquisite. Given time, it may be difficult to find an opponent."

Lin Yuan laughed: "This flattery is pretty."

Song Shizhao also laughed.

Song Shizhao sighed: "I just don't know when that Xiao Ming Wang will be able to communicate with Liu Futong..."

Most of the rebels in this world are under the name of the Red Turban Army. Where did the Red Turban Army come from? Who is the orthodox of the Red Turban Army from the White Lotus? Naturally, it was King Xiao Ming. Although Han Shantong died, but his father died and his son succeeded, King Xiao Ming is the continuation of orthodoxy. Even if Liu Futong now holds the right to speak in the regime represented by King Xiao Ming, he would not dare to kill King Xiao Ming and succeed him.

The reason is simple, even the so-called orthodoxy can kill and kill, then he is not orthodox, wouldn't he be able to kill even more?

Just like the Yuan Dynasty, after the first case of rebellion, subsequent rebellions emerged endlessly.

If Liu Futong himself set an example of killing the king, there would be many people who want to replace him.

In addition to this, there is another point that Liu Futong is also suffering from resistance. Among those who follow King Xiao Ming, part of them should be for Han Shantong and the so-called orthodoxy.

Once King Xiao Ming falls, the Red Turban Army will no longer be "famous in the division." Although those who hold power will not let go of authority, the people do not understand this. At least in a short time, the Red Turban Army will suffer heavy losses.

At that time, it was their opportunity.

The more Song Shizhao thought about it, the more he couldn't wait to rush to Liu Futong or King Xiao Ming and tell them to kill each other.

As long as he is allowed to pass, he will definitely encourage the ambitions of one of them and tell them to fight the other side to death and death!

Hey! If it hadn’t been for Pingjiang’s too much business, he would have set off on his own a long time ago, how could he have asked An Si to go?

Song Shizhao lowered his head, it seemed that the matter should be dispatched. He suppressed the people under him not to make them appear. When something really needed to be done, there would be no one else to mention.

Lin Yuan looked at Song Shizhao's expression, knew what he was thinking, and gloated: "Now you know that one person can't do everything, right?"

Song Shizhao shyly said with an old face: "That is also your dear minister."

Lin Yuan also earnestly said, "Then don't rely on pets and tenders."

Song Shizhao is also excited: "Hey, this man’s heart is like an intangible wind, and the minister is also old, not as good as the flowers and plants outside. How can I keep the heart of the man without any means?"

Lin Yuan drank a sip of tea, motionless like a mountain: "You can't wait for you to be the only one in the world, but you also have to combine work and rest at this age, otherwise you will get tired and get down. People will jump out, when I use it, you will get jealous again."

Song Shizhao suddenly stopped talking.

Lin Yuan's joke, his nose fell a little sour when he heard it in his ears.

He found that Lin Yuan had really been tolerating him and caring for him all the time. He was occupying the seat beside him. Lin Yuan didn't know it, he just indulged him.

This is called Song Shizhao's turmoil, it is difficult to calm down.

Lin Yuan asked him: "Is there anyone under your hand who can use it now?"

Song Shizhao didn’t hide it this time, and said, “I’ve seen it. Some can only be small officials. I found them alive. There are also a few good ones. They are too hard and need to be sharpened. ."

Lin Yuan nodded, and he suddenly said, "I remember there was a man named Zheng Qingfeng, how is he?"

"A person who has been frustrated for half his life." Song Shizhao had a little pity in his eyes, but this pity was nothing, "Being a civil servant is enough."

"Is an upright official."

Lin Yuan: "That's fine, just need a district chief."

Pingjiang re-planned the administrative unit, village head, town head, county head, district head and mayor.

As for Lin Yuan, he does not yet have a clear political name. Everyone calls him an adult, and the people call him Nan Bodhisattva.

Although ambiguous, it is not a bad thing.

Song Shizhao agreed.

According to Song Shizhao's words: "Even if an adult hasn't been named emperor yet, he is already holding emperor power. As long as he has power, the title is nothing."

The mayor does not seem to have much power, but in fact he counts as half a state. The mayor looks big, but his power is divided.

In general, the mayor has real powers than the mayor, but the mayor also has the power to supervise. The mayor does not need to be transferred, and the mayor is replaced in five years.

"Zheng Qingfeng is also considered lucky." Song Shizhao thought to himself, if someone were to be replaced, who would use such a courtier? What he did before was enough for him to be left out to death.

Lin Yuan left his last son: "The people in your hand, find a place for them as soon as possible, and make the best use of them, otherwise the food is wasted."

Song Shizhao responded quickly: "Yes."

"And Wu Changqing." Lin Yuan didn't have any expressions, "Go and beat it, lest he feel big."

Song Shizhao lowered his head with a smile on his lips.

Unlucky for Wu Changqing, he is happy!

Wu Changqing is talented, but also has ills. Lin Yuan uses him because of his talents and because of his ills, he dare not believe him.

He has a common problem that ordinary scholars have, love for power, and a common problem that is common to all ministers, love for power.

Now that Wu Changqing has a certain prestige among scholars, he is eager to challenge Song Shizhao.

And Lin Yuan was not willing to help him.

To be precise, Wu Changqing's seat in his heart is not yet Song Shizhaozhong.

He can be sure that Song Shizhao will not betray him no matter what situation he is in, even if he is dead, as long as he still has blood alive, Song Shizhao will be loyal to his blood.

He was not sure whether Wu Changqing could do it.

Besides, there is only one Song Shizhao, but Wu Changqing has millions.

Without Wu Changqing, he regretted it a few times at most, and gave his family a gift every year, but he would forget it after a few years.

But without Song Shizhao, he would have a headache for a long time, and perhaps he would never find a successor.

Song Shizhao drank the last sip of tea and said to Lin Yuan: "The adults are going to beat him, why don't you lead one up from him? Don't those scholars just go for this?"

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Sir, someone has chosen."

He is affirmative, not in doubt.

Song Shizhao lowered his head, and said humblely: "It's just that I look more and ask more, so I can share my worries."

Lin Yuan didn't start a verbal lawsuit with him either: "Tao come."

Song Shizhao: "Now there is one in his mansion, whose surname is Yang, and his name is Yang Shaocheng. It is not clear how he is, but he was originally a master and has handled many cases. It is good to solve the cases. Now there is a shortage of such a person."

Lin Yuan thought for a while: "Sell him to do justice."

Li is just a new name. It has been implemented in Gaoyou, but it is actually a judge. Lin Yuan divides power, different departments manage different things, and personal power will be reduced, although he is not sure whether this will be better than before. Better, but not worse.

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"He's so bold!" Wu Changqing fell down with anger, "I treat him well!"

Wu Changqing's eldest son looked at his father's face and hurriedly went over and went smoothly: "Father, don't be angry with you. People like him originally came here for this."

Wu Changqing was so angry that he slapped the table, showing his veins: "Yang Shaocheng! Despicable villain, shameless you!"

The eldest son didn't dare to speak. His father was the oldest in his family. He was there and no one could speak.

"I am angry! I am angry!" Wu Changqing was holding his stomach, his stomach hurts with anger, "I shouldn't leave him in the house!"

The guests of the past have now climbed to the sky, stepping on his ascending ladder, and giving them away with a smile on the surface. Without outsiders, this anger finally vented.

He may not be ignorant of the thoughts above.

But he could not hate Lin Yuan, he could only hate Yang Shaocheng.

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