nucmednet Chapter 345 Chapter 345 We meet again now?
Chapter 345 Chapter 345 We meet again now?
Chapter 345 Chapter 345 We meet again now?
Many experienced students still find it difficult to accept Wang Buli's straightforward official language.
This kind of thing.
How can you say it so openly?
"Perhaps you think I'm being too blunt, but most of you have been trained at the grassroots level. Do you really want to be a minor official for the rest of your life?"
Wang Buli stood up with the help of the handrail and looked at the room full of people:
“As the saying goes, people go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. You have witnessed the suffering of the people.
I hope that in the future you can keep your original intention in mind and not do anything that breaks the law, and then everything will be fine.
Finally, I have a few words for you:
Your salary is the blood and sweat of the people. It is easy to abuse the people, but it is hard to deceive God.
Heaven has clear witness, and the state has clear laws. You should be cautious and careful, and the punishment will be moderate."
"We will follow the instructions of the temple master."
Everyone stood up and saluted.
Although he was not as energetic as in the county government, he was considered to have made progress under Wang Buli, as all of them were literate.
"In the next two days I will ask someone to make a set of Dali Temple rules. I hope everyone can abide by them."
Wen Ke and Jiang Huan both understood that the prince consort had brought all the good habits from the county government with him.
"Okay, I've finished what I want to say. The weather is cold now, so you can all gather here to warm yourself and take a break. The Ministry of Works will bring you a stove and coal for heating soon."
Jing Qing and others all thanked Wang Buli.
I have to say that this kind of thing still requires the help of Temple Qing.
This group of students who have been trained in the north have been fanning the flames in recent years.
After Wang Buli finished talking to everyone, he slowly strolled out.
Wen Ke followed in one step.
"Prince-in-law."
Wen Ke smiled and said, "The brothers miss you very much."
Wang Buli nodded but didn't say much.
After strolling for a few steps, he stood at the gate of Dali Temple, feeling the cold, and after a while he shouted:
"Jiang Huan, go to the county government office and select two chefs to cook for us. We are not used to other people's cooking."
Jiang Huan immediately responded and left. He understood that the prince consort wanted to find someone he trusted to cook for him.
After he left, Wang Buli spoke:
"Did the Ministry of Personnel transfer you here?"
"Yes."
Wang Buli nodded slightly. It seemed that the emperor had authorized a transfer of a minor official.
"Are there many other brothers in the county government?"
Wen Ke began to tell Wang Buli about the affairs of the Jiangning County Government.
Because of Hu Weiyong's rebellion, there was a shortage of personnel and several clerks were transferred to higher-level offices.
Even the county magistrate Wu Wei was promoted and headed north.
Wang Buli understood that most of the people implicated by Hu Weiyong were officials. Even if many students were transferred back from the north, the hole could not be easily filled.
This group of petty officials, even temporary workers, have the opportunity to move up.
"It's good that the brothers can move up a level, as long as they don't ask for help easily in the future."
Wang Buli thought that if they could escape Hu Weiyong's case, most people would be safe.
Wen Ke felt that since Wang Buli was no longer there to protect Jiangning County, it would be fine for everyone to leave.
Although going to the new government office would reduce a lot of subsidies, the status would still be guaranteed.
Besides, with the money and grain accumulated in Jiangning County, I can live a stable life in the future.
Just don't be greedy.
He is so greedy that no one can save him.
"Hehehe." Wen Ke smiled and put his hands in his sleeves:
"My Lord, our Dali Temple is also a poor government office. You won't have the chance to ask for help in the future. Otherwise, why didn't the Ministry of Revenue even provide coal for the stove?"
Wang Buli asked the Ministry of Works directly for it; Xue Xiang wasn't dead yet.
The Minister of Revenue Yang Siyi had long been sent to Shaanxi Province to participate in politics. He died of exhaustion while in office before Hu Weiyong's rebellion.
Wang Buli is not familiar with the new Shangshu.
After all, Yang Siyi's successor Xu Ze was implicated by Hu Weiyong and was directly killed.
His successor now is Fan Min, a scholar in the eighth year of Hongwu. He became the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in just a few years and was now promoted by Zhu Yuanzhang to the position of Shangshu on probation.
"It's good to have some free time now." Wang Buli put his hands in his sleeves.
"The Dali Temple has just been established, and His Majesty will not keep idle people. You will be busy in the future."
"Hahaha."
Wen Ke had actually been through a lot of experience a long time ago, and he always remembered Wang Buli's kindness in his heart.
If Wang Buli had not taught and promoted him, he would probably not be the official he is today.
"It's actually not bad."
When Wen Ke was very old, he couldn't understand why Wang Buli didn't take advantage of the opportunity and kept climbing up.
After seeing that all those who attached themselves to Hu Weiyong were executed two days ago, he immediately understood Wang Buli's operation.
Although he could not understand it at the moment, he would definitely be able to survive in the Ming Dynasty court by following Wang Buli's footsteps step by step.
Wen Ke kept many of the words in his heart and did not say them out loud.
I heard that Your Majesty has set up the Jinyiwei, which is specifically responsible for spying.
Wen Ke felt that Jiang Huan looked very much like a member of the Imperial Guards, and he believed that with Wang Buli's intelligence, he would be able to detect it.
If there is one, there will be two or three.
Wen Ke had always been careful with his words and actions in the county government office. He never talked about anything related to the emperor. Instead, he would express his gratitude to the emperor from time to time.
Yu Wenming, the head of the Ministry of Works, came with his men.
Wang Buli glanced at him. After these years, he was still the person in charge.
It seems that his career will not go any further, as his grandson Yu Qian has not been born yet.
"Prince-in-law."
Wang Buli also returned the gift with a smile and went to Guizhou to guide road construction for several years.
Compared with officials in other ministries, it is not easy for officials in the Ministry of Works to be promoted.
"Master Yu, thank you for your hard work."
"We are short of staff now, and these heating items were not delivered in time. I hope Your Majesty will not blame me."
"Well, I know."
Wang Buli invited Yu Wenming into the house to warm up and have some hot tea.
Yu Wenming praised two women from Shuidong and Shuixi. One of them was Madam Shexiang. Her husband was old and frail, and she, the only woman, had to take care of many things.
As for Liu Shuzhen, her father died and she was still young, so she had always cooperated with the Ming Dynasty.
"These two women may provide great assistance when the Ming Dynasty attacks Yunnan."
Yu Wenming thought it was not an exaggeration for both of them to leave their names in history.
Of course, in his opinion, the more important reason is the so-called merit of education.
Wang Buli agreed with Wenming's words and didn't want to argue with the old man.
There is now a panic in Nanjing, and many people are afraid of being implicated in Hu Weiyong's case.
In the past few days, the main criminals such as Hu Weiyong were killed, and many other accomplices did not escape and continued to kill people.
According to this idea, it would not be easy to fill the vacancies just by relying on students who have been training for a few years.
“Guizhou is still a wild place.”
Yu Wenming sighed again. Although many roads had been repaired, many places in the country were still difficult to travel. It was difficult for the Ming Dynasty to rule effectively, let alone educate people.
Lady Shexiang and others were enlightened minorities who took the initiative to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty, not to mention the many gathering places that lived their own lives behind closed doors and ignored the existence of the Ming Dynasty.
None of these people were included in the statistical fish scale book compiled by Zhu Yuanzhang.
"It will take some time to sort it out. After all, Yunnan and other places have not been taken down yet." Wang Buli pointed to the officials who were warming themselves by the fire.
"If they can go north to gain experience, future students will have the opportunity to go south to gain experience."
Yu Wenming nodded slightly. It was a good thing that his son didn't like a career in politics.
Read some books at home and pretend to be preparing for the imperial examination.
The news that the new imperial examination was about to begin gave many students hope, but at the moment, no one was confident.
After all, if you can't learn math, you really can't.
Unlike the essay you wrote, this examiner didn’t like it, but another examiner did.
After Wang Buli and his companions reminisced about the past, they saw that all the craftsmen had been arranged, so Wang Buli asked them to each have a sip of hot tea before leaving.
The five craftsmen repeatedly expressed their fears, but were suppressed by Wang Buli. Then they followed Yu Wenming out in fear and trepidation, but they could not stop smiling.
The Prince Consort is still as caring towards our craftsmen as rumored before.
Fang Xiaoru looked at Wang Buli's actions and simply told Wen Ke to heat the teacups so that they would be easier to use next time when guests came.
That means that even if the emperor came here, he would have to use this set of tea set.
However, Fang Xiaoru shook his head again. How could the emperor come to such a poor government office?
"Tera Qing is quite approachable."
Jing Qing is a true northwesterner. He has a photographic memory and even Fang Xiaoru admires him very much. There really are such geniuses in the world.
"Well, then you haven't seen him angry."
Fang Xiaoru began to talk about Wang Buli's glorious past. In short, many people died in the cases he handled.
The ninety-li road from Jurong County to the capital is still piled with bones, which have not been removed.
Zhu Yuanzhang was very excited.
He really didn't expect that the long-lost feeling of entering the fairyland would come.
Just as he guessed, Wang Buli was almost fully recovered.
But when he turned around, he found that Zhu Di was also there, appearing in front of him with a confused look on his face.
"Father, am I dreaming?"
Zhu Di was on his way to Peking and was drowsy in the carriage.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked surprised, wondering how the fourth brother could come alone.
Could it be that he is really the man of destiny?
"Do not talk."
The father and son looked at Wang Buli in the transparent wall. They saw him groping in front of them for a while and then suddenly pushed open the door.
Wang Buli was also stunned. He just tried to open something that looked like a mezzanine mechanism, and then Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di stood in front of him.
None of the three spoke first.
The secret that Zhu Yuanzhang had been spying on was actually discovered by Wang Buli.
Zhu Di pointed and said "ah, ah, ah", but no one knew what he wanted to say.
So Wang Buli gave Zhu Di a tentative kick: "Are you serious?"
"Of course I mean it."
Zhu Di rushed in immediately, grabbed Wang Buli and said:
"My dear brother-in-law, you have kept it from me so badly. I have wanted to tell you for a long time, but my father would not let me."
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the two people making a scene and was a little confused for a moment.
How come Wang Buli was suddenly able to bridge the gap between everyone?
After the noise had lasted for a while, Wang Buli was actually forced to come in, thinking of knocking and hitting things to see where Zhu Yuanzhang saw it from.
That's how the meeting happened.
"Tell me, which immortal ancestor left this fairyland behind?"