Five years of county magistrate, 100 million catties of grain shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 1 County Venerable Fang Yuan and Ying Meng Xianchen

Wuling County.

The sinking fish falls into the wild goose tower.

Fang Yuan is enjoying foot massage in the supreme private room.

The person doing the service is Lu Chuchu, the oiran of Shen Yu Luo Yan Lou.

"Master the county?"

Lu Chuchu's voice was like an oriole, delicate and delicate.

Saying that, Chu Chu pitifully raised her head to look at Fang Yuan, like a weak rabbit.

"Preaching and teaching?"

Fang Yuan was slightly taken aback, then looked down at Lu Chuchu.

Snow-white skin, delicate facial features, affectionate eyes, just right mountain peaks.
Under the meticulous training of Shen Yuluoyanlou, Lu Chuchu understands the way of controlling a man, and can hold a man's heart in every word and deed.

"The county lord said yes."

Lu Chuchu's pretty face was slightly red, and her eyes were watery.

"Then what are you waiting for? Undress me!"

Fang Yuan waved his arms, motioning for Lu Chuchu to start.

Lu Chuchu's face turned redder, but she was not in a hurry to start immediately.

She first took Fang Yuan's feet out of the basin, thoughtfully wiped them clean with a towel and put them aside.

Then pour the footwashing water into the toilet and flush away, wash your hands before returning to Fang Yuan.

"County Honor, the slave family is here."

Lu Chuchu bowed down, showing a graceful figure.

She pointed her onion-like finger on Fang Yuan's forehead, lightly crossed Fang Yuan's nose bridge, and then touched Fang Yuan's chest collar.

Fang Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the top oiran in Wuling County with eyes of enjoyment, feeling extremely comfortable physically and mentally, lamenting the beauty of life.

Just when she thought that Lu Chuchu was going to undress herself and pass it on, her movements stopped.

Fang Yuan was about to urge, but at this moment there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, the lower officials have important matters to report."

The chief bookkeeper Zhang San reported, his voice a little anxious.

"Is there anything that can compare to my elegance?"

Fang Yuan said impatiently.

He doesn't like to be disturbed when he is resting.

"A secret message came from above: Your Majesty visited Langzhou in private, or maybe to our Wuling County, let us watch at the gate of the city, and found out that the possible characters must be pleasing."

Zhang San said excitedly.

Wuling County is too far away from Chang'an City, and people here will never see a few high-ranking officials in their lifetime.

However, the Son of Heaven came to Wuling County suddenly. As the master of Wuling County, he was lucky enough to see Tianyan.

If you win the favor of the emperor, you will have a bright future.

"Since it's a private interview on Weibo, I just don't want people to know my identity."

"Besides, we don't know what the emperor looks like, so how can we keep an eye on him? We want to keep an eye on you."

Fang Yuan refused after thinking about it.

Companion to the king is like companion to the tiger. Being close to the king may lead to heaven in one step, but it is also possible to fall into hell in one step.

In the face of such small opportunities and big risks, Fang Yuan thinks it's better to pretend that he doesn't know.

"Master Xian, your term of office is coming up, and you will be transferred from Wuling County at that time."

"If we can perform well in front of His Majesty at this time, not to mention promotion and promotion, but the place we are transferred from will not be too bad, right?"

Zhang San tried to persuade him at the door.

He knew that his county magistrate would not do such trivial things.

The secret letter above also mentioned this point, so he must persuade Fang Yuan to watch it himself.

Fang Yuan in the supreme private room fell into thinking after hearing this.

Considering that the development is at a very important period, if you leave, all your efforts may be in vain.

So Fang Yuan spent a lot of money, and the power-money transaction resulted in a five-year term.

Now two years have passed, Wuling County has lived up to Fang Yuan's expectation, it has grown from a small county with less than 5000 people five years ago to a large county with about 8 people now.

But the term of office is coming to an end, there are only five months left, after five months, according to the law of Tang Dynasty, Fang Yuan will be transferred to other places.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan sighed in his heart, stood up, and pushed Lu Chuchu aside.

"I will teach you with you later."

On the official road leading to Wuling County, before entering Wuling County, there are a few scattered people on the road.

Among them, there are two people walking side by side, they have extraordinary temperament, they are the emperor Li Shimin and the right servant of Shang Shu She Du Ruhui.

"Keming, it's hard work for you to get out of the car and walk with me."

Li Shimin sighed with a sincere tone.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to do this, I'm very strong, cough cough."

Du Ruhui shook his head and smiled slightly, indicating that it was all right.

But before he finished speaking, the sound of coughing continued, and his face turned red and white.

"After walking through Wuling County ahead, if there is no worthy minister to answer Meng, I will not force you anymore, and return to Chang'an City to issue an edict to punish myself."

Li Shi stopped, and lightly patted Du Ruhui's back with his right hand.

When mentioning the Edict of Guilt, Li Shimin's face was full of great anger that could not be concealed.

In April of this year, droughts and locust plagues followed, the world was short of food, the people were starving, and the price of food in Chang'an City had already skyrocketed.

But that wasn't what bothered him the most.

What troubled him the most was that when he was trying his best to relieve disasters and control locusts, some people spread rumors that all kinds of natural disasters occurred because of the emperor's lack of morality.

For this reason, Li Shimin ordered to kill several people, but instead of suppressing his voice, it became more and more violent.

Just when he was having a headache wondering whether he really wanted to punish himself, he fell into a daydream, dreaming that there was a virtuous minister in the south who could solve his current predicament.

So Li Shimin took Du Ruhui all the way south, trying to find the so-called virtuous minister Ying Meng, but he found nothing all the way, the land he passed was barren, and the people lived in hardship, let alone the virtuous minister Ying Meng.

When they were about to enter the Wuling County area, there was a secret report that their whereabouts were suspected to be exposed, so they changed their identities as businessmen, got out of the car and walked to avoid being discovered.

"Your Majesty deserves to die. I failed to share His Majesty's worries and dragged His Majesty down."

With shame on his face, Du Ruhui suppressed his cough no longer.

He wanted to come up with a solution for Li Shimin to resolve the crisis of his own edict, but there were too many dissenting voices from the imperial court, and he was powerless.

"No need for that, let's move on."

Li Shimin shook his head and forced a smile.

The two started on the road again, but just after half a stick of incense, they stopped and looked ahead in amazement.

Ahead is a gray and white flat road that can't be seen at a glance, and the width is as wide as eight carriages.

On the right side of the road stands a two-meter-high stone tablet with a few large characters written on it: Welcome to Wuling County.

Looking back at the road we just walked, it was dilapidated, with dirt and stones everywhere, and the width was barely wide enough for two carriages to run side by side.

Both were dumbfounded.

"What kind of road is this? Why is it so spacious??"

Li Shimin's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Even the Suzaku Avenue in Chang'an, the imperial capital, is not so flat.

There is not even a trace of ups and downs on this road, and it is so strong that no grooves can be scratched by hand.

For a moment, he thought of Ying Meng Xianchen who was daydreaming, and his breathing became agitated.

"I don't know, I don't know."

Du Ruhui was also shocked.

But can't answer the current situation.

With Chang'an City as the center, the farther to the south, the more barren.

He knows exactly what is going on along the way, and he is well aware of the difficulty of the people in the south.

However, in this situation, how much money does it take to build this road?

Do the southern states and counties have such capital?
The monarch and his subjects looked at each other, stepped onto the road with excitement, and strode forward.

All the way to the south, the flow of people and vehicles is increasing, and from time to time, vehicles loaded with goods are seen heading towards Wuling County.

When the monarchs and ministers came to the gate of Wuling County and saw that the scale of the county gate was no less than that of the state city, their eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)