Chapter 147

While eating lunch, Ling Jingxuan quietly inquired about the situation of the little fat man from the shopkeeper. After confirming that he was all right, the matter was really finished. After dinner, the people who used to take a nap did not sleep. Instead, they sat together to exchange their morning harvest. The steamed stuffed buns also showed off the windmill that Chu Yan bought for them, and talked about the new moon gold At that time, the atmosphere suddenly went down again, and several small steamed stuffed buns were all glumly lowering their heads.

"Not comfortable yet?"

Knowing that his baby son is really hit this time, Ling Jingxuan smiles and holds Lingwen to his leg. Ling Wu, however, has always been nestled in Yan Shengrui's body.

"Well, why do they look down on us countrymen? We don't buy things without paying."

Du is nodding with his mouth. Ling Wen says sullenly that he is a country bumpkin. What's wrong with him? What's the matter with them? Why should they talk about him? What's wrong with countrymen? They're not people?

"When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. Some people eat rice but spray out feces, while some dogs eat excrement, and the sound is better than human beings. There are too many people of all kinds in the world. If people don't care about it, they will not be flattered if they say it."

Touch his face, Ling Jingxuan with the most simple and direct way to pacify the way.

"Well, I know, but Dad, I haven't bought anything for my father's milk yet."

Ling Wen is very obedient, after he said a clever nod, and then think of the silver ear ring, it is inevitable and a little unhappy.

"I'll take you to buy it later when Dad finishes his work. I'll go to Xinyue gold store. I'll see how sharp their mouths are."

As early as he heard that his sons were bullied, he thought about it. The little fat people were punished. How could those adults who were the first to pick up trouble be spared?

"Daddy, are you going to teach them a lesson?"

With his head tilted, Ling Wen asked curiously. Didn't he say he didn't put them in his heart?

"Ha ha."

How can he be easily bullied by his son? "Jingxuan, count me in. Just tell me to run errands."

No one knows him better than Yan Shengrui. Seeing the smile on his face, he knows that someone is going to suffer. His son is also his son. How can he do it alone?

"Yes, you don't have to go to the county government office with us later. Go to Baiyun Pavilion and ask manager Hong to come over and bring us all ready-made clothes by the way."

With a light glance at him, Ling Jingxuan picked up his tea cup and sipped it gently. He deliberately wanted to keep him away. People would kneel down when they saw the county magistrate. They asked him to kneel down to a sesame official. He was a little afraid that he would dodge the waist of the county magistrate.

"Are you sure it's OK for you to go to the county government?"

Pick eyebrows, peach blossom eyes look at him deeply, why he always feel where is wrong?

"What can I do for you? If the magistrate of Hu county is really a good official, he should accept the words of wisdom and receive and visit the masses. On the contrary, he is just a hypocrite with a false appearance. "

"You think you run the county government office? We should also accept the wisdom of the people and receive and visit the masses! "

Hearing this, Yan Shengrui is not amused. He really doesn't understand how his strange remarks come out. Officials are officials, and people are people. If officials are the same as the people, what kind of prestige do they have?

"Of course, it's impossible for everyone to receive them. I mean, on the premise that the masses really need help, or that their opinions are really good for the people, the officials should accept and receive them. Only in this way can they be truly good officials."

Obviously, there is a huge generation gap between them. Yan Shengrui, who grew up under the hegemony of the royal family, and Ling Jingxuan, who grew up under the Democratic Education in the 21st century, have different views on many things.

"Oh? How can you be sure it's really beneficial if you don't see me in person? If everyone asks for an interview on the pretext of offering advice, the official should not be tired to death? "

Facing him sideways, Yan Shengrui suddenly becomes interested. He wants to hear what he thinks.

"I usually see you very smart. Why are you so stupid at this time?"

He gave him a look of disdain. Ling Jingxuan drew back his eyes and continued: "if you don't turn around, you can't see all the officials. However, you can set up a suggestion box at the gate of the Yamen or downtown area. You can send special personnel to collect and submit the opinions regularly. The person who gives the opinions can sign or anonymously. Don't tell me what most people don't know As far as I know, the teachers in the yamen, the county Chengs and so on, are very leisure. Let them filter them first, and then submit the really good opinions. If there is any mistake in any link, you can find the person in charge of the link. Naturally, there is no emphasis on punishment It is up to the officials who make the final decision whether they can accept the opinions and whether they want to see the people who give them the opinions depends on whether they really have a heart of loving the people like a son. "

Does not modern society also open the government report telephone? In this era of no communication equipment, letter is undoubtedly the best communication tool."It's a good suggestion, not only for the county, but also for every level of Yamen. It can be used even in the army. It's a bit similar to the situation in which the imperial historian hears the wind. But what this way accepts is broader and more comprehensive, and the people are the foundation of the country. Who else can say more truthfully and reliably than what the people say?"

Originally it was just a quarrel between husband and husband, but unconsciously it turned into a serious discussion. Yan Shengrui subconsciously revealed a prince worried about the country and the people.

"Suggestions are good, but I'm afraid that some officials will protect each other."

Other people couldn't understand it. However, nine year old Chu Yan seemed to understand all of them. He put forward his own views in good time. Born in the royal family, he knew the darkness of officialdom better than anyone else.

"Ha ha The higher the rank is, the more severe the punishment will be. Isn't it the most popular sitting in the imperial court? As long as the emperor gives an edict in person, and states that anyone who protects others or who intentionally uses the suggestion box to do evil, I will not believe it. Some people dare to make fun of the lives of their relatives in the nine clans. "

When he said these words, Ling Jingxuan's eyes were deeply watching Chu Yan. If one day he really wanted to get that position, he hoped that he could learn more, at least have the ability of self-protection, and don't let people pull off the horse halfway.

Most people will be scared when they hear about killing three ethnic groups and nine ethnic groups. But Chu Yan and Yan Shengrui nodded in agreement: "in this way, maybe we can really hear a lot of different voices. In the future?"

In the middle of the speech, Yan Shengrui frowned and kept silent. What will happen after that? Does he subconsciously expect to recover his memory and return to his own world?

Ling Jingxuan glanced at him faintly, picked up his tea cup and sipped it. He didn't know about some things. He was just too lazy to explain clearly. Yan Shengrui's identity was already obvious, and it would be sooner or later for him to go back. The only thing that needs him to worry about is whether he, who recovers his memory, will stick to their feelings as he does now There will be an answer soon, and he is looking forward to it.

"It's almost time. Jingpeng, you'd better go with me in the afternoon. Qingzi, you can stay here and watch the children for me. Brother Zhao and brother Han, you can go alone. Don't forget to bring money. If we can see the county master successfully, we may be able to handle all the land affairs today."

It has been a long time since then. At this time, the county yamen should start to work. As early as dinner, he asked the waiter to help them prepare the carriage. It should be a good time to go.

"Well, go ahead, brother long. This is our money. It's 3000 Liang in total. I've left all the change for future employment."

Han Fei nodded, took out the money bag and handed it to him. In it was the 3000 Liang silver note that he had already changed. When he first paid for the money, they shared a total of 1900 taels. It cost more than 200 Liang to buy land and hire someone to build the wall, and another 100 taels to buy paddy fields. Last time tiewazi's grandfather and grandmother made a scene, they also spent one Bai Liang said that he had broken away from them and asked them not to harass them again. With some scattered expenses, there was only 1400 taels left in the end. A few days ago, the second money was divided into two thousand taels, which was just used for this land purchase. For Ling Jingxuan, he was really using action support, and almost all his money was put out to buy those semi salted fields that could not grow anything at all Yes.

At least so far, none of them, except Ling Jingxuan, can really grow crops on the semi saline land.

"Well, it's rare to come to the county. I'll take you shopping when I come back."

Zhao Dalong took the money bag and placed it carefully on his chest. Although he is not used to sweet talk, he is also fond of his daughter-in-law and children.

"We don't have to spend money on the rest. We don't have to spend money on the rest."

Han Fei couldn't help but blush and glared at him. Zhao Dalong scratched his head and congratulated himself from the bottom of his heart that he was desperate to marry him. It turns out that he is indeed the best daughter-in-law, isn't he?

"Jingxuan, I'm going to buy you a hairpin or a golden crown?"

Seeing him staring at his unconscious sweet couple with interest, Yan Shengrui patted the bottom of the bun to let him go down to play. He leaned over and bit his ears in a whisper. Every time he paid the money, his family Jingxuan would give him 100 liang of pocket money. He was worried that he could not find a place to spend it.

"Do you think it's appropriate for me to use those things? If you have more money, you can give it to me

Ling Jingxuan shook his head when he was angry. He couldn't use hairpin or gold crown. Instead of buying those flashy things, he might as well buy him two headropes, or even a sharp pair of scissors, and cut his hair directly. He didn't have to take care of it since that day, although he has been taking care of his hair since that day.

"Ha ha It's really inappropriate. Let me see and buy something for our sons. I'll give you something better when I go back in the evening. "

The ruffian looks at him for a moment. Yan Shengrui agrees with a smile. His family Jingxuan is suitable for high ponytail, and any other hairstyle is not suitable for him. However, he suddenly thinks that he seems to have a better thing to give him."Oh? I'll look forward to it. "

Picking eyebrows and squinting at him, Ling Jingxuan pushed his head off his shoulder and nodded with Zhao Dalong and Ling Jingpeng. Just as Ling Jingpeng was about to pick up the wine put aside to be given to the county magistrate, Ling Jingxuan suddenly said, "no, I think about it. It seems that it is not appropriate for us to deliver things for the first time. In case of being detained for bribery The name is not good. Let's forget it this time. We'll give it to him when we have a chance. "

As a matter of fact, this jar of wine is of other uses to him. He has to leave it to the county master first.

Ling Jingpeng always regards his words as a sacred edict, and Zhao Dalong is not a talkative person. Before leaving, Ling Jingxuan specially told Yan Shengrui to invite the manager of Baiyun pavilion to Xinyuan before he came back. Finally, he kissed three steamed stuffed buns.