Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 337 The Tragedy
Xiaoman tried his best to raise the oil umbrella, but Li Shan took a few steps forward, and the rain immediately soaked his face, and he looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

The light rain hit the broken bricks and tiles, and the strong wind swept in, covering the fog blown by the rain, and three or two half-destroyed trees made rustling sounds.

More than [-] people behind him stood there quietly, only occasionally the snorting of horses could be heard.

After half a month's trek, Li Shan didn't find it hard, and he still had pride in his heart, but when he entered Dai County, under the guidance of a small official, after he came to the county government, light rain fell from the sky, which not only drenched his body, but also It poured a chill into his heart.

No wonder Li Shimin, who has been to Yanmen County several times, is not very optimistic about his career... Damn, even the county government looks like this!

The door is still discolored, take a closer look... It turned out that one of the doors was burnt.

The lobby inside could still be seen from a distance, but Li Shan didn't dare to go in when he got close... Wang Junhao tried to kick it, and the house was crumbling immediately, and a cloud of dust fell from the roof.

The left and right assistant officials and the houses of the officials... There is only a piece of broken bricks and broken tiles, and the exposed wood looks burnt.

The backyard... Well, there is no backyard anymore, there is only an open space, and the weeds on the ground are quite lush.

Li Shan, who was fairly familiar with history, swallowed. Could it be that the Tang Dynasty also had a rule that officials did not repair government offices?
Even if there was, it wouldn't be like this, would it? !

Last year, Li Shan accompanied the army and passed through Hedong Road. This time, he saw many county government offices along the way. Not to mention how good it is, at least he can live...Tianniang, where will I live tonight?

And it's not just me, there are more than 200 numbers behind my butt!

Ma Zhou on the side was also dumbfounded, and stepped forward to ask the officials on the side a few words.

The clerk was a little old man with burnt teeth and wrinkled face when he smiled. He reported respectfully: "Ming Mansion, it was burned after being repaired, and it was repaired after it was burned... that's how it is."

Li Shan sighed, "What about the acting county magistrate?"

The little old man said with a chuckle, "It was December of the fourth year of Wude when I took office in the Ming Mansion."

It has been almost two years since the paralysis, that is to say, the acting county magistrate has been vacant for two years, and no one is willing to come... Li Shan is speechless, but he can figure it out.

At that time, Li Dayen, the last governor of Daizhou, was defeated and died. The Turkic army captured Yanmen and entered and exited Hedong Road wantonly. The court proposed to revoke the governor of Daizhou. Maybe if you take office today, the Turks will be killed the next day.

During the two-year vacancy period, there is indeed no need to repair the Yamen, anyway, it will still be burned if it is repaired.

Miserable, really miserable!

Sighing for a long time, Li Shan nodded to the little official, "Where do you end up, there must be no arrangements, right?"

An hour later, I settled down at the post house, searched a large circle around, but couldn't find a place that could accommodate more than 200 people with horses and carriages.

In the end, under the introduction of the small official, most of the people lived in a Zhuangzi outside the city, and Wang Junhao, Zhu Ba, Zhao Da and others were guarding the posthouse... The owner of the Zhuangzi went south to Taiyuan as early as the fourth year of Wude government.

The post house is not a hotel, the conditions are just so-so, get some hot water to take a shower, change into clean clothes, Li Shan sits on the side of the couch, Zhou Shi and Xiao Man are behind him combing his hair.

Xiaoman chattered non-stop, his voice was clear and sweet, and he kept complaining about the poor conditions.

Li Shan dozed off when he heard it. He was born as a poor child in his previous life, and he suffered a lot, so he didn't take this matter to heart... But if it's just one person, it's fine, the problem is that more than 200 people follow him suffer?

Along the way from Chang’an, Li Shan once thought about it carefully. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, there was a saying that imperial power should not go to the countryside. In the early Tang Dynasty, most of the control of the grassroots of society fell into the hands of powerful families and local wealthy families. In fact, there are not many things.

It is about persuading agriculture and mulberry, developing water conservancy, and educating the people. The main energy should still be on the preparation of the wounded barracks... Regarding this point, Li Yuan made clear instructions to set up wounded barracks for the backing of Mayi and Yanmen To boost the morale of the army.

But now it seems that the first thing to do is to build a house... Fortunately, Qi Laosan and Zhou Zhoulang are all experienced, so it is not a big problem to build a brick kiln locally, and the so-called Hedong Road is the later Shanxi Province, which produces a lot of coal. save.

Li Shan thought about it in his heart, and the Zhou family behind him arranged his hair in a bun, took the hairpin from Xiaoman and put it on, and said in a low voice: "I and Xiaoman's sister are not in the way, but this posthouse is damp and dark, I am really wronged." Sir."

"Wronged?"

"After all, Junjue Lang was granted the title of county magistrate..."

Li Shan interrupted Zhou's words with a smile, "Although he is a county magistrate, he is only a Marquis of a hundred miles. How can we talk about grievances?"

Li Shan is an anomaly. He was conferred a title without making great achievements in officialdom, but he was admitted to the imperial examination, and he was too young and wanted to be released.

After chatting casually, Li Shan closed his mouth and sneered in his heart. Among the founding emperors of all dynasties, Li Yuan may be ranked first in terms of the amount of nobility bestowed. , County Marquis...

In other words, it's true that Li Shan's title of county magistrate at such a young age attracts attention, but in the general environment, it's nothing... After all, there are too many people who have been knighted.

And after that, Li Shimin was known as "Heavenly Khan", and the Tang army ran across the desert grassland and the western regions, and another batch of big shows... But Li Er may also feel that there are too many people who eat the emperor's food, so he chopped down many houses, even the descendants of Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui. All chopped up.

Afterwards, Li Zhi continued his efforts and chopped off most of the veterans of the Tiance Mansion in the early years, including his uncle and eldest grandson Wuji... Finally, Wu Zetian came to power, this one was the most ruthless, and Li Tang's clan chopped off a lot.

Li Shan's thoughts were flying, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and suddenly he remembered his house in Chang'an... Before he left, he found out that the mansion next door was Ying Guogong's mansion.

Well, Ying Guogong is a warrior... Li Shan silently calculated in his heart, was Wu Zetian born?

The knock on the door outside interrupted Li Shan's wild thoughts. He put away his thoughts and pondered in his heart... He looks like a prince of hundreds of miles, but because there is an important town in Yanmen, his rights and responsibilities are unclear.

Before leaving, Ling Jing had analyzed in detail that after Li Shan took office, there were two main things, one was to set up a wounded barracks, and the other was to supervise taxes.

Needless to say, the Wounded Barracks was the reason for Li Shan to serve as the Daizhou magistrate, and taxes were the most direct link between the county magistrate and the imperial court... It was also the most important criterion for the evaluation of local county magistrates by the Ministry of Officials.

The so-called tax is actually divided into two, one is tax and the other is corvee.

But because of the perennial wars in Dai County, strong men are needed, so Li Shan doesn't need to worry about the corvee, so he has to pay taxes... Every man is clothed two feet and five feet a year, and hemp three catties.

Yang Siyi told Li Shan privately that in the past two years, the payment on behalf of the county was not enough, and it was far from enough.

Therefore, as long as the tax payment can be increased, as long as the wounded barracks can play a role in the war... At least Li Shan will have no problems in the evaluation of the Ministry of Officials, and Li Yuan may even reward him for it.

Of course, the premise is that Mayi and Yanmen will not fall, and Daizhou will not be attacked by Turks.

But these are far from enough for Li Shan.

Nodding to Ma Zhou who entered the door, Li Shan was still thinking, if he just wanted to live a peaceful life, if he just wanted to live a happy life, there was no need for him to come to the current situation.

Traveling here, always thinking of leaving something in the history books...

"Huairen." Ma Zhou looked serious, "I was rewarded just now, and the Turks came to commit crimes."

Li Shan was stunned for a moment, what a bully!

As soon as I paralyzed me, you came? !

(End of this chapter)