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Duan Mingyu paused, and said seriously: "Zhao Niang, you are not young anymore, you can't listen to stories all the time, this number one scholar thinks this habit is not good, it is very bad, and it is not conducive to your growth and development, so I say , in order to help you complete the evolution from a teenager to an adult as soon as possible, I am going to bear the pain and give up, so I won’t tell you any more stories!”

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Yang Zhaoniang said indignantly.

"There is a kind of love called letting go, I hope you can understand." Duan Mingyu sighed earnestly and said in a very painful voice.

"Pfft." Wan Yanyan couldn't help laughing, "Okay, Zhao Niang, don't forget the real purpose of our visit this time!"

"Oh, what's the purpose?" Yang Zhaoniang asked like a curious baby, but she really forgot all about it.

"Forget it, I hope you don't know what's going on, official, Master Cheng Zhiyuan asked me to bring you a sentence, asking you to go to the Yamen, saying that there is something important to discuss." Wan Yanyan The silly Yang Zhaoniang, who gave a blank look, seemed to admire Cheng Zhiyuan's foresight and let herself follow, otherwise, the matter would have to be postponed indefinitely.

"Oh, since that's the case, I'm going now, lady, thank you for your hard work. It's really rare that you can still remember the business with the company of sister Zhaoniang." Duan Mingyu shook the nail leaves on her body after speaking, Walking out of the big tent with the characteristic eight-character gait of a scholar, Yang Zhaoniang was left behind who was thinking hard: "Is he hurting me!"

Duan Mingyu and Wang Aiqing led their own soldiers to fight towards the yamen together. After seven or eight turns, the group finally arrived at the gate of the yamen. The yamen as a whole looked decent. Although the stone lions on both sides of the gate were dead, they were still alive. Exuding the inviolable aura of the king of the jungle, the appearance is mighty and fierce, and the word "Yamen" written in official script is hung on the top of the painted vermilion gate, which is strong and powerful, but in broad daylight, there is even a man on duty. There were no yamen servants, and there were noisy quarrels inside.

"Fuck, what's wrong with this?" Duan Mingyu couldn't help cursing.

My god, a group of scholars are arguing in the lobby of the yamen.

"Hmph, I think Master Cheng's strategy of raising soldiers is not enough, and it is right to rule the country and the world with Confucianism!"

"Yes, the military power is too heavy, we will not do things for adults!"

"Yes, if my lord does not reduce the number of troops, I will write a letter myself and go find General Duan!"

Grandma is a bear, if there are no heavy troops guarding Songzhou, you scholars can live and work in peace and contentment.

Duan Mingyu was extremely angry, "There's no need to look for it, the general has already arrived!"

All the scholars looked sideways, and saw a young general in silver and bright armor striding in, followed by dozens of uniformed guards behind him.

Cheng Zhiyuan had a bad heart, and the conflict between these scholars and Duan Mingyu immediately drew their swords to meet each other, Cheng Laohu hurriedly said: "Oh, it turns out that Brother Duan Xian has arrived, please go to the back hall to talk to brother Wei!"

Duan Mingyu said with a straight face: "Okay, Brother Cheng please!"

Under everyone's gaze, the two entered the back hall one after another. Cheng Zhiyuan said straight to the point: "Brother Duan Xian, don't act impulsively. This group of scholars are of great use as brothers. Although they are a bit pedantic, Songzhou is lacking Manpower is exactly when they are needed!"

Not to mention the prefecture level, even in the county government, the imperial court will also set up four to five people-friendly officials, such as magistrate, county magistrate, master book, and county lieutenant, while small counties only have one or two officials. Tax collection, prison trial, public security education, disaster relief, etc., are complicated and far beyond the capabilities of the third and fifth administrative officials. Naturally, they need the assistance of a large number of subordinate staff to complete the various missions entrusted by the court.

These subordinate staff, mainly assisting in specific government affairs such as escorts, divisions, recorders, etc., are called officials;

However, in addition to the fixed quota, local officials will also recruit some non-staff officials according to their needs. Among them, those responsible for book calculations are called "tiesi". , but by the local government itself, but if there is a shortage of 'officials', they can be promoted to 'officials' in order to become official state employees.

How could a small county in Songzhou be able to compare with the huge Songzhou, and the need for more people made Cheng Zhiyuan feel extremely embarrassed.

"Brother Cheng, needless to say, if it's for a little chore, disregarding the safety of Songzhou, it's really a waste of money, and I think it's a big mistake. A group of people who call themselves elegant, use pens as guns, and aim at their own guns. Chatting with the same group, coupled with the boring cheering of some so-called fans, just to set off a melee and make myself more famous. Aren't they all out to mess around? It is necessary to turn a clear pool into a sewage Tan? Why don’t you do something serious when you have that time? Everyone is full..." Duan Mingyu said angrily, quite contemptuous of the integrity of this group of people.

"Since that's the case, let me do everything according to my brother's orders, and my brother will naturally support you." Cheng Zhiyuan stroked his beard and said lightly.

"okay!"

……

"My dear brother, this is Zhao Ji, the assassin of Chenzhou...his father, so is Zhao Hongxin." Cheng Zhiyuan slowly introduced.

Duan Mingyu glanced at the shrewd and capable Zhao Hongxin, cupped his hands and said, "So it's Mr. Zhao, no respect, no respect!"

"How dare, how dare." Zhao Hongxin hurriedly got up to return the salute, with a look of being flattered, this old man is cunning, this is Duan Mingyu's first-hand impression after seeing Zhao Hongxin, there is no other reason, because this old man taught a son of an assassin, He is also quite literary, and he has a faint leader among the literati.

However, just now when the scholars were arguing in full swing, the old man just closed his eyes slightly, watching the people's every word and action, every move, and the changes in their expressions, but he didn't say a word. He didn't express his attitude either, as if he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

"Duan Zhuangyuan, Xiaosheng Nie Fan, we believe that Songzhou does not need to support its own troops. We also ask General Duan to disband the Yingtian Army, and the hussars should be cut in half. Otherwise, we will definitely not take action to govern Songzhou. " Nie Fan yelled at Duan Mingyu straight to the point, with an arrogant expression on his face, full of the pride that we would have finished playing without us in Songzhou, and suddenly joined Duan Mingyu's army, the wishful thinking was very loud.

My ancestors, you are a stern man, Ge Laozi, without you, Songzhou would still be in a hurry, I really thought you were a big deal, Duan Mingyu felt a nameless anger in his heart out of mind,