"Ha, leave money," more than a dozen men rushed up with hatchets.

If you are an ordinary civil servant, you will be scared.

But what they met was not an ordinary civil servant, but Wang Ju did not wear official uniforms either.

"Ha, look at your headscarf." Wang Ju pulled the bow and pointed at the leader and said.

Then he bent his bow and arrow, flew away with an arrow, and the man's headscarf was shot down.

"Ha, look at the sword," Wang Ju hung the bow and scattered with Lu Ping, Quan Er's eldest son and Ye Long Mee Sheng.

The Taoxi sword was all in all colors, with a few crisp sounds, and eight hatches turned into two halves. More than a dozen men were stunned, but they were not stupid. They saw that they were playing tricks on themselves, and a few of them ran away. But this was a plain area, and there was no place to escape. Wang Ji shouted: "Don't escape, surrender and never die, and the fugitives would kill them."

A bunch of horse heads chased after him again.

More than a dozen men were caught in a short while, and no one ran away.》No > Wrong》

Wang Ju held the horse and looked at them.

"Good man, spare your life, please spare your life."

Quan Er's eldest son was not well-born, so he said with interest: "You are in trouble. Do you know who is the one who is robbing? The envoy of Shaanxi Yingtian in the Song Dynasty came down to see the Central Envoy who deliberately looked at the river. You are dead."

These ordinary people didn't know what official position the Shaanxi Yingtian Mansion was, but I believe the official who was involved in a road was quite scared and trembled.

"The second eldest son, give them fifty knots of knots."

"Don't ask?"

"Look at them all, what else do you ask?" Wang Ju said.

Quan Er's eldest son took out his fifty knots of knots, and Wang Ju said, "Go back and buy some food and be the only people. This robber is not what you do. Sooner or later, you will be beheaded and displayed in public."

"Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for your kindness."

After kowtowed, more than a dozen men were afraid that Wang Ju would regret it, so they quickly ran away.

"This is the third group."

"Don't be surprised. Last year, the drought was severe and the court had no money to provide relief. All states were responsible for themselves, and the victims were allowed to survive. This year, the Yellow River was broken and the people could not survive."

"Isn't this year a disaster relief?"

"It's disaster relief. But the officials deducted it. How much disaster food can be brought to the hands of the people?"

"If it were Renzong, would this happen?"

"There are still some, and there have been several incidents. But in general, our court is good." Wang Ju said. Although it was a terrible view after entering the disaster area, Wang Ju said it very fairly. With this productivity, the Song Dynasty reached its limit.

The group rushed to Daming Mansion.

In a dilapidated village over there, more than a dozen men were dividing their families.

"Is it true?"

"We will know when we get the Song family to buy grain."

"Yes, go to the Song family."

They came to the Songjialiang No. in the town again.

"Uncle, let's buy millet."

"Oh. Isn't it Lin Lao San? Where can I buy millet if I have money? Fifteen coins per dou."

"Why has the price increased?"

"Lin Lao San. What you are talking about is a bad word. Everyone is from the villagers. The opposite side of the river has risen to twenty cents."

After saying this, more than a dozen people were a little nervous. Lin Laosan said: "We will take ten dollars each and carry it back."

"That's a lot of money."

"Give me a gift to you." Lin Laosan pulled out a five-single-talleled Jiaozi.

"What Jiaozi wants to exchange, Jiaozi is only equivalent to five hundred real money."

"You are lying to our money."

"Lin Laosan, I dare to cheat on you for money. If you don't believe me, go and ask."

More than a dozen people stared at each other. They had never used this thing. In fact, it was good to have a permanent exchange for 500 yuan. At least this spring wasteland can be overcome.

"I'll ask you, do you know about Shaanxi Yingtian?

"Shaanxi Yingtian Envoy? What did you ask him for doing?"

"Do you really know?"

"Do you know the Battle of Dashun City?"

"I know, it was Mr. Cai who fought with the magistrate Wang, who killed the people of Xixia so hard."

"It's that little magistrate. Now he is not a magistrate. He is the main magistrate of Zheng Baiqu. He is the Shaanxi Yingtian Envoy. Do you want to move to Shaanxi?"

"Ah." More than a dozen people were sweating coldly on their foreheads. It was obvious that they would really be able to choose the boss when they robbed themselves.

"What's the matter?"

"He gave this Jiaozi, saying that he would come down to see the river."

"Ming Gong wants to manage the river," the two guys jumped happily. The court had money to manage the river. Wang Ju just came down to take a look. But the two guys and Lin Laosan and the others couldn't figure it out. Especially those two guys liked to hear stories. Can this storytelling be believed?

"Where did you see it?"

More than a dozen men hesitate.

While they were talking, Wang Ju and the other two had already entered Daming Mansion.

The few of them first found an inn to stay in, then went to a restaurant and ordered a few dishes to prepare for dinner.

At this time, Wang Ju heard a gentleman next door say, "It seems that the official family is so ruthless."

This is not surprising. The Song Dynasty's speech was very free, including Zhao Zhen being cuckolded, which was widely circulated by the people.

However, Wang Ju raised his ears strangely. It was not a few years later, and the reform had not begun yet. The damage to Fangchang Hedu was at most the benefits of the clerks, and it had nothing to do with ordinary gentry. On the contrary, those who are capable of managing are the beneficiaries.

Another gentleman was also puzzled and asked: "Why?"

"I heard that the official family issued an edict. From then on, the prime minister and the empress dowager could only be kind to the four people, the ruling (sponsored to the political affairs, deputy envoy of the Privy Councilor) and the three young masters of the Eastern Palace could only be kind to the three people, and the remaining important officials could only be kind to the two or one person. Before the Ding period of the late emperor was over, he treated the ministers so harshly."

"This brother, the country is redundant. Isn't it a good thing for officials to reduce the number of officials?" Wang Ju turned his head and asked.

"Brother, what do you know? How much does it cost to raise a official? This is the kindness of the official family. I heard that all the children of the royal family have spent nothing in the inner treasury. How many officials should I raise?"

Can you still say this? Wang Ju laughed and said, "No, I heard that several generations of officials have been very saving."

"No matter how much the official saves, it is better than us."

"But it seems that many scholars and officials are far more luxurious than officials."

"Brother, who are you? You're talking nonsense."

Who is talking nonsense? Wang Ju kept silent and turned his head to eat.

"Dalang. Why don't you ask their names?"

"Second eldest son, you don't understand." Wang Judao. No wonder Wang Anshi wants to use the Imperial City Department in the future, this is also a force.

But can you block the mouths of all living beings in the world by catching them? These people don’t know the truth, and only hear the nonsense of the people above, and they follow them. Catching is not a solution.

However, it seems that the little emperor has taken action against this Enyin. The so-called Shuo, including the Daming Prefecture area, have many powerful people here?

While eating, he thought about it. In fact, Wang Ju didn't agree with many reforms of Wang Anshi, or used one evaluation, that is, if you stop and stop, you stop. For example, if you lay off officials, you will be cut more and more. Why don't you dare to act from the root? For example, if you lay off troops, you will get a Baojia method. It disturbs the people and spends money. It has not worked, but has increased complaints.

But Wang Ju won’t say that. He plans to stop talking. Wang Anshi wants to be Sang Hongyang, but he doesn’t mind being Huo Guang!

And it was just right. What can I do now at my age? But after Xining reforms, I can do things. Even if I enter the two palaces, I believe no one will talk. This is the choice that Wang Ju thought about for a long time and made for himself!

However, this Jiao Enyin could not be destroyed, so after returning to the inn, he wrote a letter and handed it to Quan Er's eldest son, saying: "You should go to the capital immediately and hand it over to His Highness the Great Princess, and let her pass it to the official family."

"What do you do?"

"Don't worry, I'll be safe without you. Besides, who knows where I am? Is there anyone following me?"

It’s not okay to follow them. They ride horses and watch flowers in their ranks. Not every Yellow River can be seen, so they can’t finish watching it for a year. But they choose a few important places, observe them, and then ride horses to the next place. Even Wang Ju himself doesn’t know where the next place is. How to follow them?

"This is a big event, no less than managing rivers." Wang Ju said again. It is more important than managing rivers. It is planned that the Song Dynasty will spend 120 million yuan a year, and more than 70 million yuan on raising soldiers, so more than 30 million yuan will be spent on raising officials. Building temples and raising royal families is the expense of the internal warehouse, and it has nothing to do with the national treasury. Then there are education, water conservancy, roads, city walls, or other people's livelihood expenses, but this most critical expense is not even 10 million yuan. If officials are eliminated, they can save 10 million yuan a year. If there are fewer officials, they will become efficient.

This is also the prelude to reform. If it fails, reform will face greater difficulties. At least the Song Dynasty now needs Wang An to make this money...

Quan Er's eldest son had no choice but to agree.

"After the letter is delivered to the Grand Prince, you will return to Cangzhou to meet me." Wang Ju said. Although it is a quick walk, you must walk it seriously. So I looked at Beiliu, Zhanghe, Hutuohe, Yuhe, and then Dongliu. After watching Dongliu, I will look at the Tangliu in Cangzhou, which is the lakes and swamps of Cangtang. Now Hebei is different from Hebei in later generations. The rivers are dense and the lakes are intertwined. If it weren't for the cold weather, the rich water area reminds people of Jiangnan.

After reading, I have to go to see the Jishui River, the old path of the Yellow River, and the Liangshan Mountains. Then after I went back, it was the Lantern Festival, so Zhao Xu couldn't help me keep it anymore. After all, the construction of Zheng Baiqu would also start.

Quan Er's eldest son immediately rode a horse back to the capital.

He came to Zhao Niannu's mansion and thought to himself, Dalang is not very good either.

He knocked on the door, and the lover met him and let him in.

The eldest son of Quan Er respectfully handed over Wang Ju's letter, saying, "Your Highness, this is a secret memorial written by Dalang to the official family."
To be continued...