The days when I fished in Daming

Chapter 234 Set a Small Goal First
After eating and drinking, Zheng Xiong watched Zheng Yiyan leave.

The meal was fine, but it wasn't refreshing, and I felt so-so about Zheng Yiyan.

A person who does not seek meritorious service, but seeks no faults.

The family property left for myself is not solid but passable.

In short, he is a very ordinary official who can complete the tasks assigned to him, but is not brilliant, like a steady old farmer who has been busy for a year, just for three meals a day for the family, maybe this is enough.

Just like most officials, just try to keep your business from collapsing, and finally rely on this diligence to get to the top.

All this is not enough for Zheng Xiong.

Now that you are the prefect, you should do a good job and fulfill your obligations within your ability.

The pharmacy is like this, relying on some miscellaneous books from later generations to make changes, it is not in vain to live a lifetime, and the effect is not bad.

Secretary of Jiaofang, uh, it's because I didn't have time to give the ladies and sisters a comfortable home, not counting.

Now that Ying Tianfu is in his hands, let's set a small goal first, and strive for everyone to have a full meal!

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiong came to the government office again, approached the exclusive room of the governor to do his work, staring at the documents in a daze.

There is always a gap between ideals and reality, and you can’t do anything with this little money, let alone other ideas.

Now, it's still about making money.

Just like Brother Hao, he just wants to make money when he doesn't want to do anything.

Not long after he was in a daze, Fu Cheng came in with a stack of documents, although he was still a little uncomfortable, he saluted Zheng Xiong and said.

"Master Fu Yin, this is the population and land of our eight counties in Yingtian Mansion, please have a look."

Facing the respectful Prime Minister Zheng Xiong is still a little uncomfortable. Before meeting, I had to say hello respectfully, but now it's the other way around.

In the end, I couldn't get used to it, not to mention Fucheng, but Zheng Xiong was not a person who insisted on putting on an official tone, and insisted on playing the tricks of the 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Hearing Fu Cheng's words, Zheng Xiong spoke.

"Wang Fucheng, speaking of you, you are still my senior. This is also the first time I have been on the sedan chair, and I will need your help in the affairs of this government office. Just treat me as a junior, so you don't have to be so respectful."

Wang Fucheng's real name is Wang Peng, he is nearly fifty years old, and his beard is a little gray.

Zheng Xiong's humorous words eased the awkward atmosphere a lot.

"Although the lower officials are a few years older, the etiquette cannot be broken. Mr. Fu Yin's young China said that the lower officials also have to read it."

"Your Majesty Fu Yin has already assumed the position of Fu Yin at the age of twenty, which shows the potential of a young man."

"The ceremony of dismissing the official today is due to the merits of Mr. Fu Yin, and nothing else. Fu Yin is welcome."

As Fu Yin's deputy, Fu Cheng helps Fu Yin handle affairs, and is also the second in command.

Besides, being nearly half a hundred years old, and being able to say such flattering words to Zheng Xiong, it can be seen that anyone's success is not unreasonable.

Anyway, Zheng Xiong felt comfortable being licked, so the embarrassment disappeared. After all, what the world pays attention to is a courtesy that many people don't blame.

"What's the meaning of what Wang Fucheng sent me? I don't quite understand. I need Wang Fucheng to give me some advice."

The words made the two of them less embarrassed, so Wang Peng explained it to Zheng Xiong.

"I don't dare to give advice. The Ministry of Household Affairs will soon formulate this year's taxation. These adults will have a look, and they will be able to know it in the court someday."

Zheng Xiong was agitated by the word Chaotang, and he was most afraid of these two words, which meant getting up early.

"Wait a minute, I won't go to this daily court meeting. It's too much work for the able-bodied Fucheng, so I'll trouble you."

Without giving Wang Peng a chance to react, Zheng Xiong continued.

"As for taxes, you just have to know what's in your mind. When the time comes, it will be up to you. I can rest assured that you will handle the matter."

"You can leave if you have nothing else to do. I have to look at a lot of things in this first day. If I am familiar with it, I won't keep you, please."

Wang Peng left Zheng Xiong's office in a daze.

He said it well, but in the blink of an eye, his face changed, and there was no one else.

He didn't ask himself if he wanted to go, and didn't look at how he got here in the past few years, so he arranged for himself clearly.

The second-in-command has no right to speak, but fortunately, he has been here all along, and he is used to it, and it will take two days to get used to it.

Wang Peng left, and soon came to Zhizhong. Fortunately, he was the third-in-command who was one level younger than the Fu Cheng.

After all, Zheng Xiong has been promoted repeatedly, and he has come to the government office not once or twice, and there are always people who are acquainted with each other.

Then there are two general judges from Yingtianfu. The general judges are the existence of the deputy mayor, in charge of food transportation, water conservancy, farmland, horse herding, and river courses.

Originally, the more people involved in these affairs, the better, and the responsibilities can be better subdivided. Who is Lao Zhu short of people? It would be good to have these two, and it is impossible to give him a bicycle.

Those who are capable will work harder, and correspondingly, the authority of the two people will also be greatly increased.

Different from Fucheng and Zhizhong, they simply come to report work and remind.

The two general judges came here to let Zheng Xiong redefine his responsibilities.

As the emperor and the courtiers, instead of waiting for Zheng Xiong to set a fire, it is better to come and ask.

Like Zheng Xiong, Lao Zhu chose Zheng Xiong to scare the chickens and monkeys, so the general sentence is also a good choice, and the position of the general sentence is just right.

Although there is some friendship, who knows how much the love points are worth!

"Master Fuyin, do you think our affairs should be re-divided now?"

It feels good to come here one by one, but Zheng Xiong is also annoyed.

"You two, the previous governor's arrangement is still the same, so I won't make any changes."

"It's the same for other people, please tell them, just be the same as before."

Seeing that Zheng Xiong had made his attitude clear, the two of them did not entangle too much.

"As ordered."

After finishing speaking, the two went out to tell everyone what Zheng Xiong said.

When the news spread, Zheng Xiong's place was finally clean, and he could quietly think about how to make money.

When it comes to how to make money quickly, Zheng Xiong has a hundred ways.

That is written in the criminal law, just look at the sentencing, there are a lot of cases for reference.

But neither is realistic.

Engage in lottery, without the support of big data, it will not work, and besides, not so many people have this spare money.

Tobacco, wine and tea are good things, regardless of family, they are all products of huge profits.

But the wine was the first to be rejected, and the lesson I just ate has to be remembered long.

Tobacco is good, but without a good place of origin, it will not work.

In the end all that was left was tea.

I have long wanted to get some green tea to drink, but it has not worked out, so I can try it now.

Besides, tea has always been boiled tea. In Lao Zhu's eyes, this tedious tea brewing is a waste of money and people, and he intends to ban it and replace it with loose tea, which is convenient and quick.

If you do it well, you can make a fortune so that you can do some things.

(End of this chapter)