Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The Meng family is not a big family in the capital where there are high officials and noble officials. Most of the officials in the capital look down on officials from other places. When the emperor is an official, the sixth grade is better than the outside fifth grade. Those who can go to court to discuss matters are even more extraordinary. They are basically the irons of the emperor, and all of them have been tuned over the past few years.

"Master, Jiro and Saburo have sent letters back." The old servant walked in quickly.

The Meng family has five sons. Master Meng’s greatest achievement in this life is birth. He has no talents himself. He is not as talented as other boys who like to study new things. He is not as literate as the children of the family. One advantage, being able to give birth, has survived.

Da Lang was the district chief in the capital, and he was a small official of the seventh rank.

Erlang and Saburo are officials outside, they are both fifth-ranks. Regardless of the fifth-ranks, they are different when they return to Beijing. They are transferred once every five years. Unlike Dalang who is in Beijing, the officials in Jingli will not move unless they make a mistake. of.

After reading the letter, Master Meng paced the room anxiously: "I said don't trouble their elder brother!"

Master Meng believed in a word, the Meng family had to rely on the boss in the end, and the second and third children were all unreliable characters.

"Go, get the boss back." Master Meng thought over and over, and ordered the old servant.

The old servant whispered: "Master, the eldest son is in the mansion. How can I come back if I want to."

Master Meng took a deep breath: "Let him ask for leave, I have to call him back today!"

"District Chief!" The subordinate yelled at the door.

Meng Dalang stood up, puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Subordinates: "Someone comes to your family, and they say there is something important, and ask you to ask for leave."

Meng Dalang frowned slightly: "What's important? I'm busy, where can I go."

These days he is planning to implement a street cleaning brigade, and he is very busy. He is in the experimental area. When the time comes, he will send someone to accept the inspection. If everyone else does well, he does not do well. It does not matter whether he has a reward. The important thing is that he doesn't want to lose face at his grandma's house.

The subordinate said: "It is said that your old lady is sick."

Meng Dalang could only rush back.

His father said he was sick whenever something happened. Meng Dalang felt that if he was really sick, he would curse himself sick.

When Meng Dalang hurried home, he saw his father sitting in a chair crying.

Meng Dalang sighed: "What trouble have you caused? Why are you crying?"

Master Meng hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Meng Dalang's hand: "My son! You must help your brothers!"

Meng Dalang was inexplicable: "What can I help?"

Master Meng swallowed, seeing his elder son's awe-inspiring appearance, and handed him the letter.

After reading the ten lines at a glance, Meng Dalang wrinkled his eyebrows deeper and deeper. He tilted his head and looked at Master Meng in disbelief: "They are outside, dare to do this?"

Master Meng swallowed, and quickly explained: "Me, I just knew, don't be angry, they are doing something wrong, but at least they are a family, they are outside, we are in Beijing, it is also right to help each other. "

"This time they just want to ask you to help find a way and give a tribute to the boss." Master Meng looked at his son, somewhat speechless.

Meng Dalang squeezed the letter in his hand, his forehead raised with blue veins, and said angrily: "I think of it now to find a tribute? It's too late! This year's major, I haven't heard the news in advance!"

Meng Dalang suddenly stopped, his eyes widened and asked, "It's not just this year, right?"

Master Meng swallowed.

Meng Dalang squeezed a word from between his teeth: "How many years has it been?"

Master Meng looked at his son, and was afraid that his son would go crazy and beat him up. He quickly said: "I don't know, I just received the letter! How do I know that they are so courageous outside! If I knew, I would have told you said!"

Master Meng: "...what's the use of saying these now? If you think about how to cover it, they are all family members, so you can't watch them die?"

Meng Dalang sneered: "Father, let's let them die. Our family can still save our lives. If we don't let go, then the family will die together!"

Master Meng: "Not so serious, right?"

Meng Dalang: "What smart people do you think the two of them are? Now I am writing to ask, it must be because the major tune has been found on their heads. The office in charge of this major tune is the Metropolitan Procuratorate! What is the Metropolitan Procuratorate? ?? Even the first-tier members dare to investigate the place where they dare to dismount!"

"Father, you have a bad memory. Would you like me to tell you how your majesty cut down corrupt officials when he was not enthroned?" Meng Dalang was annoyed. "Are our salaries low?! They are not like Jingli outside." , Things are cheap, and the salary is better than in Beijing! Besides, your majesty has left room for taxation in various places, but if you have enough brain, you will not go to this muddy water!"

Master Meng whispered next to him: "Who would think that there is too much money..."

Meng Dalang: "I think!"

"Father, it's not easy for our Meng family." Meng Dalang couldn't beat his old father and took a deep breath. "Back then, you took me and followed your Majesty all the way to the capital. When we first arrived, we were so poor that we couldn't even eat. It’s the kindness of your majesty that you can have this year, and it’s my dedication and hard work. I dare not make any mistakes."

Meng Dalang was ten years old. He raised his head and said, "If there is no major key, there is still a chance to redeem it. The major key starts. It just depends on when they fall.

"No need to reply, I will resign tomorrow."

Master Meng said in shock: "Please resign? What are you resigning! Anyone in our family can resign! Only you can't resign!"

Meng Dalang was surprised and said: "Father, do you still know? Do you still know that I am a Beijing official? Do you know how many things they are greedy for? How many are they greedy? Me? Those two are my brothers. Who do you say? Would you believe that I didn’t give them convenience in the capital? I can’t write two Meng characters in a stroke, dad!"

Master Meng finally knew that he was afraid, and his whole body was shaking: "Is there no other way? I wrote to them, asking them to return the money, and let them resign and admit their mistakes!"

Meng Dalang looked at his father in disbelief. Is his father so stupid?

Meng Dalang: "Father, needless to say, I will leave tomorrow morning. The second and third are separated from us. I can only protect our family and you. The second and third... the day I will go to the guillotine. Bring them a pot of wine."

Master Meng: "No way, no way, it must be a capital crime? I think corrupt officials were also arrested a few days ago. Didn't it mean that the heaviest one was imprisoned for ten years?"

Meng Dalang smiled and said, "Then you know how much they are greedy?"

Master Meng shook his head: "As long as it is greedy, there will always be more greedy, right?"

Meng Dalang yelled: "There are many greedy people, but people did not dare to greet the court to send money for disaster relief! Did not dare to greet orphans and widows for survival money!"

Master Meng's legs softened and he knelt down.

"Maybe they can't find it out, maybe they are cautious..." Master Meng said to himself, still holding a little hope.

Meng Dalang looked at his father and remembered his two younger brothers who had been clever but not clever since childhood, and sighed silently: "Father, I won’t be an official in the future, and I can’t live in Beijing. My name is Wanhua. Go and pack up and sell the store and the valuables that are not easy to bring. Let's go to Jiangnan, just in time for you to take care of it."

Master Meng almost frantically said: "Our Meng family! Our Meng family has been for so many years! It's hard to get an official!"

Meng Dalang helped his father: "Father, don't be afraid, this is not the most difficult time yet."

"I have a son. If I get stuck, you will listen to Wanhua. Wanhua has an idea." Meng Dalang looked out the window, his eyes blank.

He himself didn't know what kind of future awaited him.

Is he wrong? Is he not taking care of his brothers well, is he not focusing on his brothers?

Knowing that they would endure more temptations|temptations when they were sent as officials, why did he always be sure that their brothers did not have the guts?

But in fact, they have the courage, and they have already had it, eight years ago!

Meng Dalang took a deep breath. He made the old servant look up to Master Meng, so he went to the study and wrote his resignation.

I don't know what the above... is the regulation, can he save his life.

In the imperial city, Lin Yuan was sitting in front of the book case with a quick horse and whip in his hand. The memorials were all from all over the country, and they were sent only after the court had hard evidence.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish. Lin Yuan understands this. Excessive suppression will only get a greater rebound. In the past, his methods were violent, and he would just hack one if he caught one. Now he hasn’t done that anymore. Regarding the handling of corrupt officials There are also laws to follow, and there are precedents to follow.

He reformed the salary for officials and cadres in accordance with economic conditions to ensure that their lives are worry-free.

When the basic salary is only three thousand, these officials can get ten thousand.

It's enough to feed a family, and officials generally have their own shops in Hetian, so life is going well.

They also know what the greed will end, and they hold office for five years. If the local economy improves and the people's happiness index becomes higher, the upward channel is visible. Now there is a rigid review. Who doesn't want to return to Beijing to become an official?

So in the past few years, there have been fewer corrupt officials than before.

Lin Yuan looked over it for a while, his face getting more and more serious, he pressed his lips tightly, just when Lin Yuan was about to get angry after two or two, Lin Yuan leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long breath.

Two or two asked carefully: "Your Majesty, it's late at night."

Lin Yuan stood up and said, "Serve me a bowl of beef noodles."

Then he thought for a while and said, "Two bowls."

"Yes." Two and two asked the waiter to pass the meal, and walked back to the bedroom with Lin Yuan.

Chen Baisong now trains soldiers in the barracks during the day and returns to the palace at night to enjoy himself. He is sitting on the soft stool in the palace and playing chess with himself.

Lin Yuan asked someone to get this soft stool out. The main reason is that sitting on a hard stool for a long time not only hurts buttocks, but also may have board sores.

"I knew you didn't sleep. I asked Yushanfang to send two bowls of beef noodles." Lin Yuan sat opposite Chen Baisong, picked up Heizi and Chen Baisong to play chess.

Both of them didn't have very good chess skills, and Lin Yuan won the stinky play against the stinky chess play.

Chen Baisong raised his head and asked, "What's the matter? When I come in, I'll be blunt?"

Lin Yuan smiled: "So obvious?"

Chen Baisong thought for a while and said seriously: "It's not very obvious."

Lin Yuan sighed, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared. He has been in a high position for a long time. Even if he frowns slightly, it is enough to scare people. Only Chen Baisong is not afraid of him now. He said: "Corrupt officials have never been killed. of."

Chen Baisong: "You just know?"

Lin Yuan: "I know, but I check it every few years, I'm tired."

Although not many were found each time, there was always something greedy that made him dumbfounded.

"There are two brothers surnamed Meng." Lin Yuan was expressionless. "The elder brother is greedy and the younger brother continues to greedy, the same place, the provincial government said that he didn't know when he was appointed, do you believe it?"

Chen Baisong shook his head: "I don't believe it, even if it's not the same clan, you should look it up for the same surname."

Lin Yuan: "Now Hongxiu asks me if the provincial government wants to investigate."

"The provincial government... you will move your whole body if you pull it. It means you must move and minimize the impact." Lin Yuan drank warm water.

The waiter in the imperial dining room brought the beef noodles in. Because it was a midnight snack, the portion was not large, but because it was served in a large bowl, it would give people the illusion that they could not finish eating, but the bowl was shallow and the two bites were gone. Two large slices of beef with soy sauce are separated on top, decorated with chopped green onion and green leafy vegetables, which makes people appetite.

Chen Baisong ate noodles: "So troublesome?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "There is nothing that is related to the affairs of the state, so it is not troublesome."

"The two men surnamed Meng are nothing. Although there are many local officials who are greedy, they don't have much power. If they are greedy for disaster relief money, they just behead their homes."

"Mainly the provincial government...they dare to be so bold, the provincial government is indispensable."

Chen Baisong heard Lin Yuan's voice, knowing that Lin Yuan had already been murderous, and asked, "Or I will take a trip?"

Lin Yuan looked up at Chen Baisong: "You go?"

Chen Baisong smiled and said: "Why? Can't go? Master thinks I'm useless?"

Lin Yuan frowned and said, "I originally wanted to ask the horse to go."

He Ma is also considered half of the Lin family, even if he has no abilities, he can still sit down.

Moreover, it is not the material for doing such a thing, and it is also good for the provincial government to lower its guard.

"Then you can **** the cohort." Lin Yuan drank the noodle soup. "The cohort would hide it, and only told him that it was the royal condolences to the provinces and capitals."

Chen Baisong chewed the beef: "Okay."

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It’s over recently. It’s about the 10th of next month. It’s over. I thought I had to write a million words, but there’s really nothing left to write...

Then I write it into a fantasy essay. The pit opened in October last year, as of now, it has been seven months full. Thank you for your company for seven months. It has been more than half a year. This book was originally quite cold hahahaha, no What people think is that it’s about satisfying your own yy. It’s nice to have readers who like this subject.

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