That little fly

Ji Zhao went back to his desk to deal with the official documents, while Shui Qingqian opened the boxes of letters one by one, flipped through them quickly, and then sorted them out. The whole couch was covered by categories. Ji Zhao had never seen any clerk. It's this kind of unrestrained style, especially when he has been tossing about for half an hour but still hasn't started to write, but Ji Zhao doesn't intend to ask. After all, the task is handed over, and he only cares about the final result.

Shui Qingqian has his own processing style. After preliminary screening, he began to review and cross-reference. Some letters he only passed through in a hurry, but some letters were checked again and again by him, and he sorted them out while checking. , still didn’t start writing, Ji Zhao looked up at him occasionally and didn’t care, and then more than an hour passed, all the letters were sorted out like this, and they were gathered into a thick pile again, Shui Qingqian knew what was going on at this time , Finally pick up a pen and start writing a note.Once I started writing, I didn't stop. The contents of more than a hundred letters, including all kinds of trivial matters, were all written in Shui Qingqian's mind, and I wrote five pages full of eloquence.

Finished writing, hand in homework.

It seems that he just saw him start to write, and finished it so quickly?With some surprise, Ji Zhao took the few pages of paper, as well as a stack of neatly stacked manuscripts on the table.

"You are going to compile a character file." Ji Zhao glanced at the note while taking it, his tone seemed casual, but he was quite surprised in his heart.Ji Zhao never gave Shui Qingqian a hint at all, but he really wanted to dig out the talent pool in his hands.Southern Xinjiang is his foundation, and there are all his direct descendants. Since it is a reserve of talents, at least he must know it well.

The hundreds of letters here are all from Nanjiang, from his old subordinates. The letters mainly focus on contact, talk about the recent market conditions, and talk about work and life. This is what Ji Zhao kept with his subordinates after leaving Nanjiang. way of communication.Dozens of days ago, the intention of His Royal Highness Qin Wang to cultivate some manpower was spread through various gossip.Because of the gossip, the emotional connection and gossip in this batch of letters more or less mentioned all kinds of human relations. It seemed to be an ordinary gossip in the market, who might be praised, trampled, Who put eye drops on.Anyway, in this batch of letters, there are those who are appreciative, some who say sour words, some who recommend, and some who make things worse and hinder them...Ji Zhao is not surprised at all, who doesn't have their own little plans?Having said that, why does he want to post "gossip" instead of asking his subordinates to recommend the honest ones, that is, to avoid partial listening and partial belief.This is the small wrist of the superior.

Through this method, Ji Zhao can understand more comprehensively, but he doesn't have time, so a clerk has to refine the content for him.Usually, these letters are enough for two clerks to work for two days. He just handed over all his brains to Shui Qingqian, and he also intended to hold the bear boy so that he would have no time to run out and be a demon.Therefore, Ji Zhao should be surprised. First, he did not expect Shui Qingqian to do all the work of two people for two days in such a short period of time, and he lifted the weight lightly; Chen can also hit the core purpose directly.Ji Zhao glanced over, and his first impression of these few pages of Shui Qingqian was that they were concise and organized.

In this way, Ji Zhao flipped through Shui Qingqian's summary with half surprise and half doubt.

very good!

It starts with the name of the person, followed by a few words about his life, some of which are less than one line, and some of which are more than two or three lines, summarizing the first half of the person's life. The words are concise and clear, and the format is more clear than that of Ji Zhao's clerks. , and can even be directly archived for future reference by staff—if Shui Qingqian’s summary is accurate enough.

Ji Zhao found that the lower right corner of each person's name was marked with a number code, and occasionally there were similar numbers between the lines. Ji Zhao felt a sense of flipping through the thick stack of original letters over there. Sure enough, every piece of paper was stamped in the corner Numbered, so next to those names is the page index.

Ji Zhao picked one at random, Xue Jing, and Shui Qingqian said that he was "a young orphan who didn't know how to read. He was fifteen years old and started learning."The mother is filial piety, and the mother is virtuous...' There are three numbers marked on the name, which are twenty, 34 and 82. Ji Zhao turned to page 34, and the content mentioned in the letter was indeed about Xue Jing, but the letter It was just a few gossips and gossips. The person who wrote the letter was lamenting that Xue Jing's prodigal son turned back. He was a cockfighting dude, but now he is also the magistrate of a majestic county.Then Ji Zhao followed the index and jumped to page 82 and page [-] respectively. The letter was full of gossip. The former was about Xue Jing’s mother’s birthday. At the banquet, she brought out her husband’s official uniform and presented it to her son. After a lot of effort, the old lady wiped away a few tears when she talked about the emotional part.The latter is a follow-up, saying that Xue Jing went to the ancestral hall, bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and fasted for several days, and then solemnly put on his father's old official robe.

Different letters, gossip from different populations, a few words, the people who said the words were intentional or unintentional, and the purpose was unknown, but Shui Qingqian extracted all these in an orderly manner, compiled them into a complete story, and then made a statement, and then , This is Xue Jing, a playboy who was a cockfighting horse at the age of 15, and has worked hard to become the magistrate of Jia County at the age of 25.

Ji Zhao paused thoughtfully for a while, and then read the next one along. This person is called Shi Youhuang, but it is simple, and the statement of Shui Qingqian is even more simple and rude. Except for the basic natural conditions, there are only eight characters left. , "The rule of law is harsh and does not understand suffering." Ji Zhao followed the index and found the original letter, but it was about a case.

The handwriting looked familiar. Ji Zhao checked the original inscription of the letter. The letter was written by Liu Boluo. When Ji Zhao left Southern Xinjiang, he took a group of people with him and left a group of people behind. This Liu Boluo was left by him to look after the house. In one of them, Ji Zhao briefly recalled his subordinate's temperament, and then read the whole letter.It really is Liu Boluo's temper, the statement is dry, dull and cold, without any emotional color, but there are two cases mentioned in his letter, and they are compared side by side, which makes people compare at a glance.

Speaking of these two cases, they are both theft cases, and they are both typical trivial theft cases in the market.

Mr. Shi was a woman who sued a man's horse for stealing beans from her house and demanded compensation. Of course, the owner of the horse refused to admit it, so the two got entangled and came to the Yamen.And this Mr. Shi was also a master, he had the horse killed, gutted, and found that there was no beans in the horse's stomach, so he sentenced the woman for false accusation, fined him money, and rewarded him with a board, and it was over.

In stark contrast to this gourd case is another case in the letter, which also involves an old woman who also steals things.Tracing back to the source, it was an orphaned old man who couldn't survive anymore. He stole two dry buns from a certain family for his hungry grandson, but was stolen and confiscated on the spot.Because of the crime of theft, the old woman not only had to lose money but also was fined, a total of 120 yuan, which meant to maintain the dignity of the law. For this reason, Mr. Sun Youcheng and Mr. Sun did not have any grace.However, Mr. Sun immediately fined himself 120 yuan and each of the wealthy families in the county was fined 120 yuan.Right under their noses, an old grandmother has to feed her children by stealing cold steamed buns, punishing them for their indifference and ignorance.The follow-up of this incident is that these fines not only helped pay the [-] yuan fine of the old grandmother, but also allowed the old grandmother to survive for a long time.Ji Zhao went back and found the statement about Sun Youcheng written by Shui Qingqian. Apart from other circumstances, the evaluation was only eight words, 'Founder is upright and upright, and he is a master of the world'.

Ji Zhao gradually read through these five pages one by one, closed his eyes to digest it, and then folded it away. The summary of things is very good, and it can be filed directly.Ji Zhao turned his head after tidying up, and saw Shui Qingqian looking at him eagerly with his chin on the desk.

"Good job." His Royal Highness King Qin stroked the bird's feathers, which was considered a reward, "What's the problem?"

"If my judgment on Zheng Xin is correct, why was he transferred to be an official of the grain depot? Is this a reprimand?"

"No. It's Mr. Xu above him who wants to be transferred. Zheng Xin can take over the position in the past, which is easier to handle than ordinary transfers. In the future, if he is transferred to the household registration department, all the local practical experience will also be a bonus capital." These things will not be mentioned in the letter.

Shui Qingqian nodded, and asked another question, "Dong Zhi, that scumbag, sue this one today, and impeach that one tomorrow, his ass is full of shit, why should he be promoted and sent back to the imperial capital?"

"Borrow me a knife." Ji Zhao replied with a glare at Shui Qingqian, warning him harshly.

"And then you kill the donkey again?" Shui Qingqian o("^")o I won't!

"No, this is called using the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son." As a superior, Ji Zhao is very familiar with using this kind of small wrist.

Ji Zhao flipped through the things in his hands, looked at the clear water over there, whether he was digesting or in a daze, and decided to look for documents and then bring some official documents.Now sitting in the center, Ji Zhao only has more work, as much as he wants.

Shui Qingqian seems to be wandering, but in fact, those letters are always in his mind.The letters themselves are not considered confidential documents, gossip or gossip, even if there is news about officials calling, it is at a very small and low level, such as the county magistrate, the eighth rank, and that Sun Youcheng, the seventh rank.To put it bluntly, at the level of the imperial capital, even officials of the fourth and fifth ranks can't get Ji Zhao's eyes.

Shui Qingqian thinks about this because of his keen intuition and his consistent view of the big picture. Although the letters are full of trivial matters, so many news about personnel matters can only show one thing, that there must be changes in personnel, big changes.At present, there is a flow of people at the first rank, but in the next step, after the first rank is upgraded to the sixth and seventh ranks, where will the original sixth and seventh ranks go?A newly developed southern border cannot absorb these people.So, Imperial Capital!It could only be the imperial capital.

In the imperial capital, there is a radish and a hole. Regardless of the fact that officials are transferred every month, they are all normal flow, and the number of newcomers who can absorb is limited.In which pit should these suddenly extra radishes be planted?That must be a batch of original radishes to be cleaned... Thinking of this, Shui Qingqian's eyes turned to Ji Zhao.Then, leave it alone, turn around and grab Yuan Bao, rubbing against Yuan Bao's fluffy belly, "Yuan Bao, let's go out and find Xiaopang."

Ji Zhao, who is still planning to continue exploiting child labor: …………

Suddenly he kind of understood his father's complex mood of calling people under his nose every now and then, and then scolding and stomping his feet every time he was so angry.

In the second half of this journey, Ji Zhao was in the carriage, staring at the official document, listening to the clear water outside the window laughing and playing with people, riding a horse chug to the front for a while, and booming again after a while. Booming from front to back, then chug back and rushing to the front... endlessly, without stopping for a moment.

It wasn't until the evening that the camp was set up, and the water was clear and shallow after running all over the sweat and soil. Then I realized that I went home to find his brother Azhao, and someone came to feed him. "

"Say."

"Shall we go to Qingyun Mountain for a tour tomorrow?"

Qingyun Mountain is a scene on the way.

Qingyun Temple in Qingyun Mountain is quite famous.There is a large wild apricot grove there, where you can drink tea when the flowers bloom, and brew wine when they bear fruits. There are flowers, wine and wild forests, which naturally attract literati and poets. The popularity has increased, and there are so many high-quality poems that happen to be born. The reputation of this wild place It spread out.This place is not far from the emperor. Since there are mountains, scenery and fame, there are not too many people who take their families to play for a few days. Therefore, Qingyun Town under the mountain is also lively, and then, somehow, it is spread: the empress in this town The temple is very spiritual!Begging for a child, marriage, etc... There were too many people, Qingyun Mountain was trampled all over, and a remote Buddhist temple was also dug out. The vegetarian food is super delicious, and the reputation of Qingyun Mountain Vegetarian Food has gradually come from behind.

"...that stuffed tofu with plums is tender and smooth, and there's vegetarian roast goose..." Shui Qingqian pestered Ji Zhao to sell it, with a desire for foodies in her small eyes.Ji Zhao has been away from the imperial capital for several years. He knows Qingyunguan, but he has never tasted Suzhai. He squinted at someone, "Drool is about to flow out."

Shui Qingqian sipped her mouth, "It's delicious (^﹃^)"

"It's worth it for you."

This is considered agreed.