Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 167 The Proud Scholar (Part [-])
Song Yin unanimously flicked his sleeves. He went to Shanxi to make capital, and even made a small fortune with enjoyment.

Civil servants don't love money, and military generals don't hesitate to die is their slogan, but they usually shout whatever they lack.

Civil servants love money, and military generals cherish death. It has a long history, otherwise these Sinicized Mongols would not be allowed to serve as generals and so on.

These individuals are really desperate, because their appetites are relatively small. For 50 taels, Man Gui has been fighting desperately with the Mongolian Tartars and the Later Jin Tartars.

Coupled with the Ming Dynasty's ethos of emphasizing literature over martial arts, fifth-rank generals had to kneel down and salute when they saw seventh-rank magistrates.

All the generals, deputy generals, participating generals, and guerrilla generals who want to be promoted must bribe the princes and officials.

According to the laws of Ming Dynasty, if the supervisor has stolen fifty guan, he will be executed.

So He Jinchao, a traitor, used Daming's method to kill Daming's corrupt officials, which is reasonable and reasonable.

Bribes in officialdom also need to pay attention to a code word, such as gold becomes sealwort, silver becomes pewter, and later bribery is called "shupa".

Any gift of scriptures or poems and manuscripts actually refers to a few taels of gold.

Song Yintong, the governor of Shanxi, had just harvested a lot of handkerchiefs during the banquet, and before he had time to be happy, he encountered bandits.

Listen to the music on the hook every day, isn't it fragrant with red sleeves?

As a result, he has just arrived in office, and he has to be distracted by the civil uprising in Shaanxi. How can he not be angry!
The chief culprit that caused all this is Yang He, the governor of the three sides. He failed to suppress the bandits, so he asked His Majesty for credit.

Now that the bandits of Qin have entered the Jin Dynasty on a large scale, they must join him for a book.

In order not to think that there is no governor in Shanxi, he will drive all the thieves from Shaanxi to Shanxi in the future.

It's not impossible for someone surnamed Yang to do such a thing.

The civil servant's understanding of the civil servant is deep in his bones.

After all, everyone's hearts are equally dark, if I can do it, he can do it too.

Will Song Yintong have a better life in the future?
Li Shuchu clasped his fists slightly: "My lord, these people are thieves from Shaanxi after all.

Your Excellency can ask Governor Yang to send a team of generals or guerrillas who are familiar with these bandits to help us suppress the bandits.

Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle, and at the same time, it can speed up our progress in suppressing bandits in Shanxi and calm down the matter faster. "

After listening to Li Shuchu's suggestion, Governor Song Yintong suddenly felt that it made sense, you, Yang He, kicked the trouble to my Shanxi, and you must shed some blood.

"Very good, I will write a letter to Yang He, the governor of the three sides."

"In this way, under the leadership of your lord, Shanxi will definitely be able to drive out the bandits."

"Hey, I'm new here, and it's all thanks to your assistance."

"It's all adults who lead well."

Song Yintong, the governor of Shanxi, was slightly proud: "Then I will wait for the good news."

Taiyuan Prefecture is ready for war here, and He Jinzhao of Fenxi County is also counting the gentry in Fenxi County.

The gentry were divided into two classes.

One is Qingjin, that is, a student scholar, who is the lower class of gentry.

The second is the gentry, that is, the bureaucrats who became officials after having achieved the fame of juren and Jinshi, or officials who returned to their hometowns after returning to their hometowns. They were the upper class of the gentry.

Yesterday, the wealthy households in the city were asked to pay for the land, and today the gentry was called to ask if there is any one who wants to be a thief, and the treatment will be favorable.

These people sneered. They received a complete set of imperial examination system education since childhood, and spent the first half of their lives on imperial examinations.

As for becoming an official, the stereotyped essays will also be shelved.

They will not be taught how to do things, how to engage in politics, governing the country, or social issues.

But enjoying material life and making money in different ways is a top skill.

The family has been rich and honored for generations, full of food all day long, rebelling against you, a poor person who can't afford food, and got his head caught by the door?
What is the life of a gentry like?

Taking concubines, camping rooms, building garden pavilions, and extravagant food.

Prepare a large number of servants, and then go on to recruit prostitutes, raise actors, and like to play games.

People who are more arty can play with antiques, talk about engraving, compose essays, and study rhythm.

People enjoy all the happiness in the world.

Such as eating and drinking men and women, sensuality, watching operas and listening to music, collecting antique calligraphy and paintings, breeding flowers, birds, fish and insects, watching folk operas, gambling and chess, and traveling in mountains and rivers.

How could it be possible to let go of your identity and status and start a business together with you, a rebel?
They already have a big family and a big business, so a person who was born to be a cow and a horse deserves to sit with them?
What the gentry pursue is nobility, to show their noble literati character by being extraordinary and free from vulgarity, and being ashamed of being confused with the world.

Snapped.

He Jinzhao took the Xingmu and patted it.

Many gentry were so frightened that they couldn't kneel down.

"I heard that you once wantonly killed slaves and killed many people?"

People with a guilty conscience can no longer maintain their extraordinary essence, and can only return to the world.

This is called the Heart Cannon.

Since He Jinchao recruited soldiers, he has not had 100 people yet, but the gentry's family has a large number of people, and they must be taken away.

They sent someone to talk to them in a good manner, but they all shut their doors behind closed doors.

The fuck is on point.

He Jinzhao immediately asked the men in prison to play a game of finding fault.

Now this group of people kneel down obediently.

Master Ding Tang snorted aside.

I'm all on the thief boat, so don't try to run away, the more people you pull into the water, the safer you will be.

Since King He wants evidence of your harm, I'm really sorry, I have quite a lot of masters.

As long as the domestic slave is tortured and killed, and he is reported to the government as a death from illness, the matter will be over.

But in fact, everyone knew very well what was going on.

"King He asked me to come here to kill us, or to stabilize Fenxi County as soon as possible?"

Guo Lin, the head of the gentry in Fenxi County, poked his walking stick and asked.

Because he clearly knew that since He Jinzhao entered the city, all these actions were aimed at buying people's hearts and making the people flock to him to occupy Fenxi County.

But once he occupies Fenxi County, he cannot do without the assistance of these gentry.

Hearing the words of the backbone, the gentry are even more confident.

Even if it is the previous dynasty, it is up to them to collect taxes and so on.

Even though the king's flag at the head of the city changes, but they are always the same?
The life of scholar-bureaucrats can be roughly divided into three parts.

When you are a scholar, you are like a virgin, and you must be afraid of people.

After entering an official career, like marrying a daughter-in-law, you have to support others.

Returning to the forest, like a village head grandmother, she wants to teach others.

He Jinzhao glanced at the old man, then plucked his ears: "Master Tang, does this poor old man not understand what I'm saying?"

It's not easy for Ding Tang to remind He Jinzhao that his surname is Ding, so he said arrogantly:

"Guo Lin, something happened to you, call here quickly, maybe your life will be spared.

Otherwise, I will ask you to compensate the dog official Dong Gui, so that he will not be alone on the road to Huangquan. "

Guo Lin, the head of the gentry in Fenxi County, glanced at Mr. Ding and answered with disdain.

He Jinzhao looked at the silent hall and smiled: "Do they think I'm not good at swords?"

(End of this chapter)