met free Chapter 903 No one can, at least shouldn't, be as shameless as Zhu Biao.
Chapter 903 No one can, at least shouldn't, be as shameless as Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao stared at Yang Shaofeng expectantly: "I'm taking the blame for someone else, right?"
There are two interpretations of "taking the blame for someone else".
One type of person suffered an undeserved disaster due to being implicated by officials and gentry in Jiangnan.
One option is for me to help my brother-in-law set up a community school, which would be a way of settling the matter of the ancestral hall for you.
Any explanation would be plausible.
Of course, I meant the latter.
"To take the blame for someone else and still have to pay out of the Imperial Household Department—who wouldn't feel aggrieved in that situation?"
"Anyway, I feel quite wronged."
As Zhu Biao finished speaking, both Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong were stunned.
Guangjian Society's reputation.
Wronged.
How did His Highness connect these two things?
Tsk.
Seeing the strange expressions on Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong's faces, Zhu Biao not only did not blush, but also said confidently, "Let me be frank, my Chamberlain's office is actually quite poor. It's not just that it's poor in terms of money, but more importantly, it lacks manpower."
At this point, Zhu Biao pointed at Li Shanchang and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Prime Minister Li!"
Li Shanchang stared blankly at Zhu Biao.
ask me?
Oh, by the way, I was once the Junior Tutor to the Crown Prince in the Court of Imperial Sacrifices.
He's receiving a salary from the Imperial Household Department.
As the saying goes, if you take someone's money, you have to solve their problems. Li Shanchang immediately said to Yang Shaofeng without blushing or panting, "Your Highness is right, the manpower of the Imperial Household Department is indeed tight."
Zhu Biao nodded and said, "See? Prime Minister Li said that the manpower of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices is indeed tight."
Yang Shaofeng was almost laughing in anger at the shamelessness of Zhu Biao and Li Shanchang.
No.
What are you two doing here, my officials?
All they ever think about is how to fleece me!
Just as Yang Shaofeng was secretly complaining, Zhu Biao said again, though his argument was not entirely sound, "Brother-in-law, you give Chen Mo to me, and I'll take full responsibility for the whole school matter by myself, how about that?"
Yang Shaofeng was at a loss for words, unsure where to begin his rant.
It seems that as soon as these black sesame dumplings arrived in Ningyang County, they set their sights on Chen Mo, the executive deputy magistrate of Ningyang.
As a result, he is still thinking about Chen Mo.
Why does Chen Mo smell so good?
"Of course, I know that Chen Mo has a lot of responsibilities right now, and Ningyang County can't do without him for the time being."
Zhu Biao suddenly changed the subject, adopting a kind and understanding demeanor, and said, "Brother-in-law, how about this? Chen Mo can stay in Ningyang County for the time being. I'll give him six months to hand over his current duties, and then I'll transfer him to the Court of Imperial Sacrifices after six months."
"In addition, each department and office in Ningyang County should allocate one person to each of the departments and offices to assist Xiao Diao."
"Brother-in-law, you can't bear to see your little brother with only an empty mansion, can you?"
Ok?
Do you want to hear what nonsense you're spouting?
Li Shanchang served as Junior Tutor to the Crown Prince, Xu Da as Junior Preceptor to the Crown Prince, Chang Heizi as Junior Guardian of the Crown Prince, Song Lian as Grand Master of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, and the Minister of War was one of the Grand Masters of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. A large number of top civil and military officials in the court held concurrent positions in the Court of Imperial Sacrifices.
Even I, the official, hold the position of Junior Chamberlain.
Old Deng practically shares the same staff with you, Little Deng, so that Little Deng can seamlessly ascend to the throne at any time.
Then you say you only have an empty Chamberlain's Palace?
People cannot, and should not, be as shameless as you, you black sesame dumpling.
Yang Shaofeng inwardly cursed the black sesame dumpling for being inhuman, but on the surface he gave a forced smile and hummed twice, saying, "Alright, Chen Mo will be transferred to the Court of Imperial Sacrifices in half a year. However, the matter of the community school will have to be taken care of by Your Highness."
Zhu Biao was overjoyed.
Sociology?
Why should I bother with the affairs of the community?
These are things that the officials of the Ministry of Rites should be concerned with.
Even if we take a step back and assume that the matter of the community school falls under the jurisdiction of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, there is a Grand Master of Ceremonies named Song Lian, a Minister of Rites who also serves as Junior Grand Master of Ceremonies, and Zhou Jingxin who serves as Assistant Grand Master of Ceremonies.
Correct.
The affairs of the community school can be handled by Zhou Jingxin.
Anyway, he's currently working on a water pump in Huai'an Prefecture.
It doesn't seem like they'd be any different from having a job building schools in Guangjian.
……
Just as Zhu Biao was thinking about how to order Zhou Jingxin around, Zhou Jingxin and Xu Jingyu were giving a speech to a group of county magistrates and prefects in the Huai'an Prefecture government office.
"Let me emphasize this to you again: Huai'an Prefecture does not allow the construction of even one Yang Gong Temple."
Zhou Jingxin, his face dark, reprimanded the officials: "Anyone who dares to approve the construction of Yang Gong Temple by the people under their jurisdiction will be hung up and beaten, and then handed over to the Embroidered Uniform Guard."
After a slight pause, Zhou Jingxin snorted coldly again and reprimanded, "Do you really think those people are doing this for your own good?"
"They're after the power you hold!"
"To put it another way, they are after your lives, and even the lives of your entire extended family!"
"You really think you can get something for doing their favors?"
"Go ahead and dream!"
"The thrill of reaping benefits—what do you say when your entire family is exiled to hard labor?"
"..."
Zhou Jingxin vented his anger, but the officials present felt like they wanted to die.
This time, the flattery really backfired!
Zhou Jingxin, as Yang Dianfeng's student, was supposed to be happy to hear that someone was building a shrine for Yang Dianfeng.
Unexpectedly, just as someone suggested building a shrine for Yang the Madman, Zhou Jingxin summoned all the county magistrates and prefects to the government office and began to berate them.
Moreover, they hurl the most offensive insults, deliberately stabbing people in the heart.
A dozen or so prefects and magistrates, all of whom were quite old, were thoroughly berated by a young man who was not yet twenty.
Do we government officials not care about our reputation?
Just as the officials were secretly grumbling, Xu Jingyu coughed and said, "No one is allowed to mention the matter of the shrine to the living again."
"After you return, you should also focus your efforts on building community schools and promoting water pumps."
"If you do these two tasks well, you won't have to worry about next year's evaluation."
After a slight pause, Xu Jingyu added, "And also."
"After you go back, write more letters to your classmates and fellow students, and see if there are any unemployed or landless hooligans in their jurisdiction, or even able-bodied beggars, and ask them to send more of them over."
“Huai’an is not like Liaodong, much less like Ningyang and Dengzhou. We can’t recruit workers like they do, so we have to find another way.”
"And the people under your rule."
"If they have relatives in other provinces or prefectures, they can also ask them to bring people to our Huai'an Prefecture."
After the officials left to carry out their orders, Xu Jingyu couldn't help but rub his forehead and sigh, "Damn it, what a bunch of idiots."
Zhou Jingxin sneered and said, "It's not that they're stupid, it's just that the gleaming silver is too dazzling. Just you wait and see, a large number of people are going to be unlucky soon."
Xu Jingyu hummed in agreement and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about these idiots anymore."
"Right now, Huai'an Prefecture is short of manpower, and the Prefect is trying to recruit people again."
"Do you have any ideas on how to deal with this?"
Zhou Jingxin lowered his voice and said, "I do have an idea, but I don't know if you, Prefect Xu, dare to do it?"