Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 147 Appease and Chat

While eating lunch, Ling Jingxuan quietly asked the waiter in the store about the situation of the little fat man, and after confirming that he was fine, the matter was really over. After eating, everyone who was used to taking a nap did not sleep. Instead, they sat together to exchange each other's gains in the morning, and the buns even showed off the windmill that Chu Yan bought for them. When it came to the New Moon Gold Shop, the atmosphere suddenly became depressed again, and the little buns were all depressed bowed his head.

"Not comfortable yet?"

Knowing that his precious son was really hit this time, Ling Jingxuan smiled and hugged Ling Wen to his lap, while Ling Wu never got off Yan Chengrui's body.

"Well, why do they look down on us country people? It's not that we don't pay for things."

Nodding with a pouted mouth, Ling Wen said sullenly, what's wrong with him being a bumpkin from the countryside?It's none of their business, why should they talk about him?What happened to country people, country people are not human anymore?

"The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. Some people eat food, but they spit out excrement, while some dogs eat excrement, but the sound they make is better than humans. There are too many people of all kinds in this world. Now, if someone who has nothing to do with you, just treat him as farting and don’t take it to heart, otherwise wouldn’t it be flattering him?”

Touching his face, Ling Jingxuan comforted him in the simplest and most direct way.

"Well, I see, but Daddy, I haven't bought anything for grandma yet."

Ling Wen was very obedient, and he nodded obediently as soon as he said it, and then thought of the silver earring, inevitably a little unhappy.

"I'll take you to buy it later when Dad finishes his work. Let's go to the New Moon Gold Shop. I want to see how sharp their mouths are."

As early as when he heard that his sons were being bullied, he had been thinking about it. The little fat man was punished. How could those adults who took the lead in making troubles be spared?

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

Tilting his head, Ling Wen asked curiously, didn't Dad say he didn't care about them?

"Ha ha."

Patting his head dotingly, Ling Jingxuan smiled coldly, how could he easily spare those who bullied his precious son? "Jingxuan, count me in, just order me to run errands."

No one knew him better than Yan Shengrui. He knew when he saw the smile on his face that someone was going to suffer, and his son was also his son. How could he let him do it alone?

"Success, you don't need to go to the county government office with us later, go to Baiyun Pavilion and ask shopkeeper Hong to come over, and bring us a suit of ready-made clothes by the way."

Glancing at him lightly, Ling Jingxuan picked up his teacup and took a sip, deliberately trying to dismiss him, not because of anything else, ordinary people would kneel down when seeing a magistrate, let him be a majestic prince to kneel down to a sesame official, he I'm really a little afraid of flashing the waist of Mr. Renxian.

"Are you sure it's okay for you to go to the county government by yourself?"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him with deep peach eyes, why did he always feel that something was wrong?

"What's the matter? If County Magistrate Hu is really a good official, he should accept wise words and receive visiting people. On the contrary, he is just a hypocrite with ostentation."

"Do you think you opened the county government office? You also accept wise words and receive visiting people!"

Hearing this, Yan Chengrui didn't find it funny, he really didn't understand how his weird remarks came out, officials are officials, people are people, if officials are the same as people, what prestige is there to guard one side?

"Of course it's impossible to welcome everyone. What I mean is that on the premise that the masses really need help, or that Jin's remarks are indeed good for the people, the officials should accept the reception. Only in this way can they be regarded as truly good officials. "

Obviously, there is a huge generation gap between them on this matter. Yan Shengrui, who grew up under the hegemony of the royal family, and Ling Jingxuan, who grew up under the democratic education of the 21st century, have fundamentally different understandings of many things.

"Oh? If you don't see yourself in person, how can you be sure if it's really beneficial? If everyone asks for an interview under the pretext of giving advice, the official will not be exhausted to death?"

Facing him sideways, Yan Chengrui suddenly became interested, and he wanted to hear what he was thinking.

"Usually I see you are quite shrewd, why are you so stupid at this time?"

Unceremoniously throwing him a contemptuous look, Ling Jingxuan withdrew his gaze and continued: "If you don't turn around in the mountains, you can't see everyone who is an official, but you can set up a suggestion box at the gate of the yamen or in the downtown area. , send a special person to regularly collect the opinions in it and submit them. Those who make comments can be signed or anonymous. Don’t tell me that most people are illiterate, or that officials don’t have so much time to read those opinions. The former, the streets and small Most of the lanes are written by impoverished scholars, the latter, as far as I know, the masters and county magistrates in the yamen are very leisurely, let them filter first, and finally submit the really good opinions, which link Find the person in charge of any link if you make a mistake, and the punishment is the most important. Naturally, no one dares to violate it. As for whether the official who makes the final decision can accept those opinions and whether he wants to meet the person who made the opinions, it depends on whether he really has a love for the people. Like a child's heart."

Isn't there a government reporting hotline in modern society?In this era without communication equipment, letter is undoubtedly the best communication tool.

"It's a good suggestion. Not only the county town, but also every level of yamen, even the army can adopt this method. It's a bit similar to the situation where the imperial court censor heard the wind, but what is accepted by this method Broader and more comprehensive, the people are the foundation of the country, who else can say more truthful and reliable than what the people say?"

It was originally just a quarrel between husband and wife, but unconsciously it turned into a serious discussion, and Yan Chengrui subconsciously revealed the state of a prince who is concerned about the country and the people.

"The suggestion is good, but I'm afraid that some officials will protect each other."

Most of the others couldn't understand it, but the nine-year-old Chu Yan seemed to understand everything, and even put forward his own opinions in a timely manner. Born in the royal family, he knew the darkness of the officialdom better than anyone else.

"Hehe...the higher the level, the harsher the punishment. Isn't it the most fashionable in the imperial court? As long as the emperor personally issues an imperial decree stating that whoever protects whom, or who deliberately uses the suggestion box to do bad things, he will be punished directly." I still don’t believe in destroying the three and nine clans, some people dare to joke about the lives of their relatives in the nine clans.”

When he said these words, Ling Jingxuan looked deeply at Chu Yan. If one day he really wants to seek that position, he hopes that he can learn more things, at least have the ability to protect himself, and don't let others Pulled off the horse from the middle.

Ordinary people would definitely be terrified when they heard the extermination of three and nine clans, but Chu Yan and Yan Chengrui nodded in agreement: "In this way, maybe we can really hear many different voices, in the future??"

In the middle of speaking, Yan Shengrui frowned and fell silent, what next?Could it be that he subconsciously still hopes to restore his memory and return to his world?

Ling Jingxuan glanced at him lightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip. It's not that he doesn't know something, but he just doesn't bother to explain it clearly. Yan Shengrui's identity is already obvious, and it will be a matter of time before he goes back. The only thing he needs to worry about That is, after recovering his memory, will he stick to the relationship between them like now? I believe there will be an answer to this question soon, and he is also looking forward to it.

"It's almost time, Jingpeng, you should go with me in the afternoon, Qingzi, you can stay here and help me look after the children, brother Zhao Han, you can go alone, don't forget to bring money, if we If you meet the county master smoothly, all the land affairs may be settled today."

It's been a while since Weishi, and it's time for the county government to start working. As early as the meal, he asked the waiter to help them prepare the carriage, and it should be just right to go there at this time.

"Well, Brother Long, you can go, this is our money, a total of 3000 taels, and I will keep the change for future employment."

Han Fei nodded, took out the money bag and handed it to him. Inside were 3000 taels of silver notes that he had exchanged a long time ago. The first time they divided the money, including the money for selling the screwdrivers, they shared a total of 900 taels It cost more than 200 taels to buy land and hire people to build the fence, and another 100 taels to buy paddy fields. Last time Tie Wazi’s grandparents came to make a fuss, and when they had no choice, they also spent 100 taels to break away from them and invite them Don't harass them again, plus some scattered expenses, in the end there is only 400 taels left. The second time a few days ago, they divided another 2000 taels, which happened to be used for this land purchase. To Ling Jingxuan , He is also really supporting it with actions, almost spending all his money to buy half-salt land that can't grow anything at all.

At least so far, except for Ling Jingxuan, none of them are sure that they can really grow crops on the half-salt land.

"Well, it's rare to come to the county seat. When I come back, I will take you to buy something."

Zhao Dalong took the money bag and carefully placed it on his chest. Although an honest man, he is not used to sweet talk, he still loves his wife and children.

"What to buy, our family doesn't need anything, don't waste money, we have to save the remaining few hundred taels to hire people to open up wasteland or something."

Han Fei couldn't help blushing, and gave him an angry look. Zhao Dalong scratched his head honestly, thanking himself from the bottom of his heart for his decision to marry him regardless of everything. Facts have proved that he is indeed the best wife, isn't he?

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

Seeing him staring at the unconsciously sweet couple with interest, Yan Shengrui patted Xiao Baozi's buttocks to let him go down to play, leaned over and whispered to him, and every time he divided the money, his family Jingxuan would give him 100 taels of pocket money , he was worried that he could not find a place to buy tweed.

"Do you think it's appropriate for me to use those things? If you have more money, give it to me. I don't dislike it."

Glancing at him angrily, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly. He doesn't know how to use hairpins or golden crowns. Instead of buying those flashy things, it's better to buy him two hair ties, or simply buy a pair of sharp scissors to snap off his hair. From now on, he won't have to bother to take care of it all the time, although since that day, he has been taking care of his hair.

"Hehe...it's really inappropriate. Let me see and buy something for our sons. I'll give you something better when I go back tonight."

Looking at him raggedly for a while, Yan Shengrui agreed with a smile, his family's Jingxuan is suitable for a high ponytail, and any other hairstyle is not suitable for him, but it suddenly occurred to him that he seems to have something better to give give him.

"Oh? I'm just looking forward to it."

Raising eyebrows and squinting at him, Ling Jingxuan unceremoniously pushed his head away from his shoulder, stood up and nodded to Zhao Dalong and Ling Jingpeng, just as Ling Jingpeng was about to pick up the wine that was put aside to give to the magistrate, Ling Jingxuan said suddenly: "No need, I thought about it, it seems a little inappropriate for us to give something away the first time we go, it would be bad if we were accused of bribery, let's forget it this time, and we will have a chance later Just give it to him."

In fact, he has other uses for this jar of wine, so he can only leave the county master first.

Ling Jingpeng has always regarded what he said as an imperial decree, and Zhao Dalong is not a talkative person. Before leaving, Ling Jingxuan specifically told Yan Shengrui to invite the shopkeeper of Baiyun Pavilion to Xinyuan before he came back, and finally kissed each other. I kissed the three buns.