fake prince

Chapter 1215 Thanks to me
"This person solved our urgent need."

"Isn't it? This opportunity can't be missed. We finally found a clue. This time we have to build a good relationship with this person. This is a local snake. Use this to break through and find evidence!"

The more the two talked, the happier they became.

next door
The person who was so drunk when he was sent into the room turned over and sat up when the door was closed and his footsteps gradually moved away. How could there be any hint of drunkenness?
With clear eyes, he listened to the brass pipe, and when he got here, he suddenly let out a bah.

Jielufu

Zhang Dai got off the boat and took a mule cart. He wanted to wear a silk jacket and put a flag on the mule cart to show his identity, but Zhang Dai refused and took only Zhang Kan, a servant.

The mule cart was slow, and the sky was gradually covered with layers of sunset. Zhang Kan said: "Ten miles to the north and you will reach the gate of the city. Wait a minute, sir."

"I'm in no hurry."

Zhang Dai looked around without saying a word, and saw mud and reeds everywhere, only a few poor people were farming, and the crops were not good, but there was another scene a little further away.

The big river flows continuously, and the pier next to the river is full of people coming and going, merchant ships pass by frequently, and rich merchants wearing silk and satin are also driving ox carts on the way to Fucheng.

Zhang Dai couldn't help sighing, and said: "The son of a rich man is in the middle of the bustling and beautiful flowers, but the common people have no place to stand. It's a pity, this land can actually be reclaimed..."

Having said that, Zhang Dai remained silent and stopped.

Because it is next to a big river, it looks fertile, but in fact, floods and droughts come in turn. When he was the magistrate, he didn't understand and forced the land to be cultivated. As a result, the land was submerged in floods in the third year, and the farmers who cultivated land lost their property, and some even hanged themselves.

Although Zhang Dai did not admit his mistake, and some people even praised him saying "[-] mu of reclaimed land at the age of three", he actually had a heart disease. He sighed and watched carefully.

This Fucheng, which is relatively affluent in Zhili, really deserves the various nicknames given to it by outsiders. Before entering the gate of Fucheng, the surrounding areas, whether villages or towns or counties, present a scene of prosperity.

The gentry and wealthy businessmen never suffer from floods and droughts. They can't make money here and can go to other places. Temporary relocation is not too much effort for them.

Even because of the disaster, some people with some rights will not only not be unlucky, but also get a windfall because of it.

This does not seem to be a rare thing in the eyes of officials. It is nothing more than the difference between someone checking and not checking, and it is also a question of whether to tear off a fig leaf.

"However, this polarization between the rich and the poor is ultimately not the right way. Especially businessmen, who do not engage in production but reap huge profits, should be banned."

Zhang Dai was full of concern for the country and the people, and thought of writing a letter to severely crack down on the economy. At this time, the mule cart entered Xielu Mansion

Zhang Dai's reputation in officialdom can be described as polarized.

People who have no direct interest in him are not stingy in praising Zhang Dai's innocence, and some people even write poems praising him. This not only pushes Zhang Dai's reputation to a high level in a small range, but also takes the opportunity to reveal it. The pure name of the one who praises.

But at the same time, there are not a few people who despise and fear this person, and even want to trip him up.

Some have interests, some have no interests but are not innocent, even if they don’t face Zhang Dai now, they won’t face Zhang Dai in the foreseeable few years, but who knows if they will face this person in the future ?
If such a person is allowed to rise all the way up and become a powerful person, who knows if it will hinder more people from getting promoted and making a fortune?
This group of people is the main driving force behind the spread of Zhang Dai's "notoriety".

But there are also very few people who are ministers who pointed out that "Zhang Dai is really useless to the people's livelihood and state affairs", and they have a lot of opinions on him.

At this moment, one of the "pushing hands" was in the study of the magistrate's yamen, admiring a few calligraphy and paintings lined up on the wooden case, and sighed: "My lord, to be fair, the grandson's calligraphy and painting have indeed reached the peak of perfection." Compared with the famous masters of the past, they are not inferior, or even surpassed."

This man was wearing a half-worn silk robe, with a long face and a bookish look. He looked like a middle-aged man.

"Well, indeed." The magistrate rested his chin and thought: "In terms of charm, it is much better. I don't know where the grandson got this experience."

"It's a pity that fate has been decided...and there are Zhang Dai and others who are with him." The middle-aged man wanted to speak, and a family member (children, slaves) knocked on the door and was summoned to report the news of Zhang Dai's entry into the city.

"I just talked about him, and he's here." The magistrate stroked his short beard and said with a smile.

"grown ups……"

"Don't worry, I have fully understood why you came here. Zhang Dai and I are a teacher, so I can use this reason to visit him." The prefect said, calling his family: "You go and get 100 taels of silver."

"Remember, find a small box and put it in. I will take it to see my junior."

"Yes."

"I heard that Zhang Dai keeps dogs and refuses customers." The middle-aged man was a little worried that he would be shut out, and the magistrate shook his head and smiled: "If he went at another time, he might be shut down, but he is one of the imperial envoys. He came here to investigate the case. It's not high, but the magistrate of Jielu Mansion, no matter how impatient he is, he has to endure it. Don't worry, I won't really be shut out."

This is true.

If Zhang Dai is not an imperial envoy or official, if officials want to see him, it is not certain whether he will be able to see him.

This person's temper is not close to human feelings, and he often makes people feel uncomfortable.

In the words of someone who has a deep prejudice against Zhang Dai, this person is a smelly and hard latrine stone.

Go out of Yamen by ox cart and go straight to Zhang Dai's place of residence, the post station.

A poor official like Zhang Dai, with enough rank, can live in a post all the way, has his own official support, and doesn't have to pay for it himself, so it won't be difficult for him to move forward.

After walking all the way, the road was not bad. Even Zhang Kan, who had been living a hard life with him, saw flesh on his face and gained a lot of weight.

Zhang Kan was a servant who grew up with Zhang Dai, and now he has become a personal entourage. His son, his father, and his wife are all servants of the Zhang family, and Zhang Dai trusts him very much.

Objects look like their masters, but so do their personal servants.

It's just that compared to Zhang Dai's toughness, Zhang Kan's status is different, and he has to handle things inside and out, so he is naturally more down-to-earth.

"It turns out that it is the Lord Fu Jun, the villain will go to report now."

"Come in, please." Zhang Dai was washing his feet, and holding a book to browse under the lamp, before speaking, he saw an official come in.

The magistrate was wearing a fourth-rank official uniform. He was a middle-aged man in his early forties. He had a fair face and a bookish look, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, exuding a sense of majesty. He glanced at Zhang Dai and saw Zhang Dai's simple clothes, and said: " Junior brother is safe and sound? The journey has been exhausting."

Zhang Dai got up and gave up his hand, and said flatly: "So it's Mr. Xu, please sit down."

"Junior Brother Zhang, it's been many years since we met back then, and you've become thinner." The magistrate looked at the fellow with gentle eyes: "Could it be that the food in the inn is not good, it must be rectified."

"My lord, I am a dispatcher this time. All the supplies at the post station are provided according to the standard of the imperial mission. How can the treatment be so low?"

"That's why the younger brother is worried about state affairs."

Seeing Zhang Dai, who is thin and thin, how can he be ruthless, Xu Zhifu felt a lot of emotion in his heart, in terms of rank, the two are actually the same, both from the fourth rank, but in terms of fate and life, they are different day by day .

"It's a pity that Zhang Dai, although his name is upright, is actually a giant beetle in Yuguo, and he can't be allowed to live longer for the sake of the court. Now that he is given the treatment of dying for the country, I think Jiuquan will be grateful to me! "

Thinking of this, Zhifu Xu's heart brightened, and he no longer hesitated.

(End of this chapter)