Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 316: What Happened in Beijing
It's nearly the end of the year and everyone is very busy. Tang Baoer has been checking the accounts these days. After all, she has been staying in the mountains for a year and has a lot of accounts to settle. Now all the big managers of the Tang family are gathered in Hongdu Mansion, holding the annual meeting at the head office there. The little princess will not be back until after the New Year at the earliest. Add to that the two people who are praying to Guanyin for a child, and there is really no one around Xia Lin to warm his bed.

Tingyun came back from taking a shower, wearing a robe and curled up in the quilt. While lying inside, she pulled out the robe and threw it on the chair next to her, while Xia Lin was still basking in the sun on the balcony.

"I actually made some inquiries in detail when I was in Beijing a few days ago."

Xia Lin turned his head to look at her, only to see her leaning against the head of the bed, covering her body with a quilt, and wiping her long hair with a towel.

"Anything interesting you saw?"

"As for what you saw and heard, I know what you want to ask. Something happened to Mr. Zhang."

As soon as Xia Lin heard Lao Zhang, he moved the stool to the bedside: "Tell me in detail."

Tingyun told Xia Lin in detail what Lao Zhang had done recently, saying that he had done some stupid things right after he was promoted, which not only offended officials from various ministries, but also caused the Minister of Rites to be dismissed and investigated. Now various ministries dared not hire him, and he was unemployed in Beijing with nowhere to go.

On the contrary, because he was also dismissed from his post, Xu Jingzong took over his position, and Ma Zhou became the acting Minister of Rites. If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably become the real Minister of Rites after the new year.

Old Zhang shook the entire court, allowing Ma Zhou and Xu Jingzong to take a big step forward.

"It's a pity for Mr. Zhang. I don't know when he can be used."

Xia Lin just laughed after hearing this, but Miss Tingyun looked puzzled when she saw his expression: "Why are you still laughing? Isn't Mr. Zhang your good brother?"

"Think about it, is this really a wrong move?" Xia Lin stretched out a hand and rubbed her face back and forth: "Do you think Ma Zhou and Xu Jingzong will not bring up Lao Zhang again?"

Tingyun pursed his lips, then shook his head gently: "I don't understand, it's too difficult in the court, I'm confused just listening to it."

After listening to this, Xia Lin just sighed: "Don't think that Lao Zhang looks like a fool, but he is a truly wise man. Apart from his open mouth, he is a genius."

Xia Lin leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling. Ting Yun bent down and pulled his feet into the quilt. "It's so cold today, and you're wearing so little. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

"It's okay. Youth is full of energy."

Tingyun slowly shrank back into the quilt and began to massage Xia Lin's feet: "Sir, is your technique okay?"

"Where's Xiaoyue?"

"Xiaoyue is counting money." Tingyun yawned and said, "She is a money-grubber. This time she brought a lot of clothes and food to the capital. She sold them all and made a lot of money."

As they were talking, they heard banging sounds on the stairs below, and then saw the door being pushed open, and the little crazy Feng Lingyue rushed up like a bubble.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry." Feng Lingyue came close to Xia Lin and said, "Smell me and see if I smell good. I've used the latest perfume powder and it smells really good."

Xia Lin leaned over and smelled it: "Hmm, it smells good."

"No, no, you can't smell it like this." Feng Lingyue came forward and sat on his legs, unbuttoned his clothes and covered his head: "You have to smell it like this!"

"You crazy woman!" Tingyun grabbed her collar from behind: "Can't you be more normal!?"

"That won't do. I have nothing to do today. I will suck the master into a pile of bones!"

While things were going on here, the prefect of Jiujiang County arrived in Fuliang. He came here to inform Xia Lin that he would be bringing his master to the capital to file a complaint.

Now in the entire Jiangnan Road, Lao Guo and Prince Teng are no longer here, and Xia Lin is the person in charge here. Basically, at the end of the year, all the bigwigs from all sides of the Jiangnan Road have to come and report to him. This is why people don't understand how a county magistrate like him can be so awesome.

Of course, this kind of report can only be called a discussion. After all, the identity is clear, and the face of other big guys must also be taken into consideration.

The most exaggerated thing is that when Lao Guo was not around, Xia Lin was able to control the entire Jiangnan Road's military force with the jade pendant and tiger talisman. In other words, although he was demoted for suppressing the rebellion last time, Emperor Hongbao did not take back his military talisman and general status.

In addition, Xia Lin's reputation in the army has long been full. At the current stage, all the camps in Jiangnan Road only recognize four people, Emperor Hongbao, Prince Teng, Lao Guo and Xia Lin. Even when the young prince came to mobilize troops, they ignored him.

It was just that the time when the Jiujiang County Magistrate came was not right, Xia Lin was not in the government office, and he could not call Xia Lin. So he could only sit in the government office and wait for Xia Lin, but at this moment Xia Lin was enjoying the special service of human flesh juice extraction, and he was afraid that he would not be able to come back for a while. He was bored, so he strolled around the county town and picked out some gifts suitable for the nun. Otherwise, how could it be said that this county magistrate was the ultimate representative of pure love in the world? In his forties, he was not close to women except the nun. Wherever he went, the first thing he wanted to do was to buy some suitable things for the nun. In terms of personal morality, he was probably the best in the current version.

Because the town is no longer that small, without the support of the city walls it can grow indefinitely. The workshops that were originally on the edge of the town have now been incorporated into the center of the town. There is also a settlement on the other side of the river. The residential area built to accommodate refugees has now become the second center.

The old town on this side is dominated by cargo logistics and trade, and is relatively high-end, while the other side of the river is dominated by consumer goods and retail, and is relatively more approachable.

In short, there is a river between the two urban areas. If you want to cross the river, you need to take a ferry. There are more than 200 ferries on the entire river, but you have to wait in line if you want to cross the river.

The prefect of Jiujiang County could not help but sigh at Fuliang's urban planning. He had never seen any place like this place. It was not only prosperous but also full of vitality.

In the past, Jiujiang County was actually quite good, but that was only in the past. As the saying goes, if you compare people, you will die, and if you compare goods, you will throw them away. Comparing Jiujiang with Fuliang, there is an insurmountable gap between them.

But even though he sighed, he didn't have the ability that others had. It was good enough to be the way he was now and he didn't ask for anything else.

Of course, the development speed of Fuliang is also astonishing. One of the main reasons why Jiujiang County could not develop is that all the people were absorbed by it. It is roughly estimated that Fuliang now accommodates 500,000 people, with 300,000 to 400,000 permanent residents, and there is a 10% to 20% increase every year. This speed is too terrible. If Fuliang had not curbed the settlement policy last year, it would have to increase by at least 100,000 people by now.

All the people from Jiangnan Road came here. It was obvious that they were sucking blood, but there was no better way. Some things could not be replicated. After all, this place was built by others. It was not an exaggeration to call Xia Lin the little emperor here.

Just as he was standing by the river and admiring the prosperity of Fuliang, a young monk suddenly walked over. He looked to be in his early twenties, fair-skinned and handsome.

He walked over, bowed to the county governor, and then asked, "Excuse me, sir, where is the Fuliang County Office?"

"Hmm?" The county magistrate turned his head to look at him and was stunned for a moment. At first glance, he just felt that this monk was too handsome and cold, and even a little bit unlike a mortal person.

"What do you want to see Master Xia about?"

"My Buddhist name is Xuanzang, and I am from Luoyang Gaoshi. I read Journey to the West a few days ago, and coincidentally, the character in it is also called Xuanzang. After reading the whole book, I was impressed by Lord Xia's understanding of Buddhism, so I set out from Luoyang to meet Lord Xia in person, and I also hope that he can help me embark on the journey to the West."

"what?"

The county magistrate was stunned for a moment: "Are you serious?"

"After reading Journey to the West, I suddenly had an epiphany. The road ahead is 108,000 miles long. Isn't that a kind of practice? The mind is restless, greedy, angry, and ignorant. Only when we are on the road can we prove the Dharma."

The county magistrate had also read Journey to the West, but who knew that the person standing in front of him was Monk Wei... Hmm? This name sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

Oh, never mind, let's just call him Monk Wei. Now that I've seen this real person, I might as well introduce him to him. But after watching Journey to the West and then looking at Master Xuanzang, I always feel that there is a monkey missing from his side, as if something is missing without the monkey.

The county magistrate smiled and said, "Then come with me. I will take you to the government office."

In fact, it was almost dusk now, the clouds and the moon were asleep, only Lin was tossing and turning. It is said that being young is awesome, the two of them were so tired from the long journey, but they could still play around for the whole afternoon, and fell asleep right after having enough fun...

Xia Lin was pitiful. No one prepared food for him. He was tossing and turning not for any other reason but because he was hungry. He was so hungry this afternoon that he would not be able to make up for it unless he ate two turtles.

So he put on his clothes quietly, went out to find something to eat. At this moment, he felt his legs were weak and trembling. He must be so hungry that he had hypoglycemia. He quickly picked up two buns from a roadside bun shop and ate them while walking. The bun shop owner even caught up with him and gave him a big bowl of warm soy milk, and even added three spoonfuls of sugar for him.

When Xia Lin was eating buns and drinking soy milk and strolling towards the government gate, he saw the Jiujiang County Magistrate sitting at the gate from a distance, and in front of him was a pretty... um? Monk?
"Eh? Why are you sitting here?"

Xia Lin hurried forward to greet the county magistrate. After all, the magistrate's official position was higher than his, so he still had to be polite.

"It's not a big deal." The county magistrate came up to Xia Lin, pointed at the ascetic-looking monk and said, "Guess who he is?"

"Who?"

"Xuanzang."

Xia Lin spat out a mouthful of soy milk: "Ah? The real person is here?"

(End of this chapter)