The playboy county magistrate

Magistrate Zhao, a man of the utmost refinement, perhaps influenced by local customs, couldn't resist giving County Lieutenant Feng a sharp rap on the head.

"What are you all standing there for! Waiting for lunch? Can't you see Lord Li's roof is leaking? Go and fix it!"

County Lieutenant Feng hurriedly said "Yes," and wearing a tattered raincoat, he climbed up the ladder to the roof.

Li Xuanzhi didn't even have time to stop him, because County Magistrate Feng was faster than a monkey climbing a tree.

"County Lieutenant Feng, be careful!"

Thinking of how happy the officials were to see the rain, and recalling the cracked ground he had seen before entering Fuyu County, Li Xuanzhi didn't want to suggest waiting for the rain to subside or stop before repairing the roofs. He didn't want to be the one to spoil the mood.

Furthermore, Li Xuanzhi didn't know how long the rain would last, and it wouldn't be good for the roof to keep leaking.

Although it feels cool, if it rains at night, it will be cold and damp.

It's hard to say whether my current physical condition is good enough to survive in this era of scarcity of food, clothing, and medical resources.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanzhi coughed lightly.

"Old Zhao, our government building is considered relatively good, but it's leaking like this even when it rains. How are the people feeling?"

Old Zhao's smile vanished instantly. He was so focused on the rain that he thought it would alleviate the drought that he hadn't considered what kind of disaster it would bring to the people.

Seeing this, what else could Li Xuanzhi not understand?

Well, since I can't rest today anyway, let's get down to business.

"Our government office is short-staffed. There are so many houses belonging to ordinary people. If we went to check and repair them one by one, it would take three days and three nights to finish..."

Magistrate Zhao frowned deeply, and Li Xuanzhi sighed silently in his heart.

No wonder Fuyu County is so poor. Putting aside the fact that the people were cheated out of taxes by the first magistrate for decades, this incident shows that the officials in Fuyu County were not very capable, but only had a heart to suffer with the people.

"Our yamen is short-handed, but there are over two hundred able-bodied men in the county. This is a matter of life and death, so I don't think they will stand idly by. After all, our Fuyu County is known for its unity."

Magistrate Zhao's eyes lit up instantly.

Yes!

Why didn't he think of that?

"County Lieutenant Feng!" Old Magistrate Zhao shouted, looking up. Caught off guard, he swallowed a mouthful of rainwater. He quickly lowered his head and spat it out.

Unfortunately, the rain was too heavy, and County Magistrate Feng, who was busy repairing the roof, couldn't hear the sounds coming from below at all.

Magistrate Zhao sighed helplessly. He couldn't delay dealing with the people; every second of delay meant more danger.

"Magistrate Cao, lead the way. Let's go together."

Li Xuanzhi made the decision immediately, and looking at the roof that was getting worse despite the repairs, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"Tang Zheng, we've lined our suitcases with a waterproof and moisture-proof felt. Can you climb up the ladder and help County Magistrate Feng?"

Tang Zheng paced anxiously, fearing that County Magistrate Feng might collapse the house while repairing the roof. He quickly responded and rushed over.

Wang Bo then walked behind Li Xuanzhi, as if he wanted to accompany his master out.

"Uncle Wang, you stay in the yamen and talk to Old Zhao to learn more about the major and minor events in Fuyu County. You can report back to me when I return."

Although Li Xuanzhi was a time traveler, he still possessed all the original owner's memories.

Knowing that Uncle Wang truly felt sorry for the original owner, he had been caught up in the gossip and drama of the past few years.

There's a saying, isn't there?

He never got a turn when it was time to eat meat, but when it came to getting beaten up, he never missed a single stroke.

Moreover, Wang Bo is not someone who only knows how to work silently; over the years, he has never given up on correcting Li Xuanzhi's behavior and conduct.

However, given his status, the original owner of this body couldn't get close to him because he said he didn't want to see him.

If it weren't for Uncle Wang's shrewdness in managing the original owner's personal savings so well, the original owner would never have brought Uncle Wang along when going to Fuyu County to take up his post.

Seeing that Uncle Wang was about to say something, Li Xuanzhi smiled and patted his arm.

"This isn't the capital, and I'm not the pampered second young master of the Cheng'en Marquis's mansion. I'm now a county magistrate, and naturally, I have to be responsible for the people under my jurisdiction. Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Seeing that Wang Bo remained unmoved, Li Xuanzhi didn't want to speak to someone so loyal to him in a commanding tone. So he lowered his voice and whispered:

"We've just arrived in a new place, so it's better to learn more about things. I'm going to handle important matters, and I need to win over the hearts of the people so that it will be easier to realize my ambitions later, right? Although Tang Zheng is diligent, he still lacks the skill to discreetly gather information and weigh the pros and cons. In Fuyu County, I can only rely on you."

Wang Bo suddenly felt a burning sensation in his eye sockets.

Their second young master has finally grown up.

Uncle Wang nodded vigorously, patting his chest loudly.

"Don't worry, Second Young Master! This old servant will handle things perfectly. Please be careful when you go out! If you need anything, just give the order to someone. You just need to say something and stay in a safe place!"

Li Xuanzhi smiled and let Uncle Wang help him put on the raincoat and bamboo hat he had brought from the capital. He then left the yamen with Magistrate Cao and two constables.

"The people here live relatively close together, mostly within the city. After all, the harvests from the fields are not high, and those with slightly better land are reluctant to build houses on it. Only a few families need to stay there to guard the farmland, so they live in more remote areas."

Li Xuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, as this saved him the time of running around mobilizing manpower.

After all, the government had managed to spare all the available manpower, and there were only four people at most.

If the residents are further dispersed, and the able-bodied men are divided into small teams before setting off, then once they reach their destination, there will be no need to repair the roofs; they can simply wait to rebuild the houses.

As Li Xuanzhi hurried along, he loudly told the other three people about his plans.

"Once we arrive, the three of you will each take on a section and gather the able-bodied men from each household. Form groups of six and help the people repair their houses. If you encounter a dilapidated house that is beyond repair, leave two people behind to help move the belongings and temporarily relocate it to the vicinity of the threshing ground."

"Also, leave me about twenty men to tidy up a few barns near the threshing ground and use them temporarily."

Li Xuanzhi knew very well that the threshing ground must be the most spacious and the most level place.

There must be warehouses nearby, specifically used for storing grain, ready-made sturdy buildings.

The reason why people were still needed to help clean up the granary was because, over the years, the people had been eating and using very little, and the houses next to the threshing ground had been vacant for who knows how many years.

It might be leaking due to years of disrepair, so it's best to have it thoroughly inspected.

"By the way, make sure to remind the people who are being relocated to keep their belongings safe. Also, go to their homes and buy some extra firewood; it will definitely be needed as the temperature drops at night and it gets cold in the barns."