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The Flag Enters the Yanyun Chapter 104: Be Good

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    "Hey, let's forget it!" Zhou Ping thought for a long time and finally made up his mind: "At most, I will hand over the military power and become Guo Ziyi. Zhao Ji is not the kind of ruthless person who kills everyone and cultivates thousands of people.  It would be nice to enjoy the life of an ancient dignitary in the big garden of an acre, being extravagant and lustful without anyone criticizing him!" Thinking of this, Zhou Ping lay back on the bed. At this moment, his whole body seemed to feel relaxed, and suddenly his eyes were opened.  A benevolent face flashed across his face, and he was smiling to himself, as if applauding the choice he had just made.  In March of the third year of Xuanhe, Zhou Ping led his army back to Jeju. What greeted him outside the city gate was not only his step into the ranks of the "Hengban", but also the edict to recruit envoys from the seventh rank Xuanzheng Lang, the east and west roads of Beijing.  There is a pregnant wife Yun Niang with a big belly.  "Juncheng, this is a double happiness!" Xue Liangchen smiled heartily: "Xianggong Han has already told the court angel that you can prepare in Jeju for half a month before going to Guide Mansion to take up the post!" "  Thank you for your understanding!" Zhou Ping hurriedly thanked the city, then quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to support Yun Niang, and said in a low voice: "It's windy outside, you are heavy, just wait at home, why come out to greet me."  Seeing her husband being so intimate in front of everyone, Yun Niang couldn't help but feel happy and shy at the same time. She lowered her head and whispered, "What's the matter? My body is not made of mud. It can be blown by the wind. In the countryside, a big belly can still be damaged."  Are you working in the fields? Besides, I haven¡¯t seen you for so long, and I miss my husband very much¡ª¡ª¡± At this point, Yun Niang¡¯s cheeks were as red as fire.  Hearing what his wife said, Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.  He took off his robe and put it on Yun Niang gently, and said in a low voice: "The countryside is the countryside, and now you are also an official's wife. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child in your belly.  You must not do this!" Xue Liangchen watched Zhou Ping and Yun Niang being intimate, with a smile on his face. Zhou Ping was born as his own Lang Dang, and Yun Niang grew up watching them.  harmony.  I was also indescribably happy.  He looked at the sun.  He smiled and said, "Juncheng, it's getting late. Mr. Han is still waiting in the government office. Let's go into the city!" "Thank you, sir, for reminding me!" Zhou Ping hurriedly thanked him.  First let the wife get into the sedan chair.  He jumped on his horse and entered the city side by side with Xue Liangchen.  The following sergeants wrote their military exploits on the cloth and held it high, followed by various trophies and rewards.  People in Jeju stood on both sides of the road and watched this rare excitement.  The sergeants also felt extremely proud, with their chests and bellies puffed out, as if they were returning from victory.  "Juncheng, I received the gift you sent Fourth Brother to bring back!" Xue Liangchen suddenly whispered: "It's just too heavy!" "Haha!" Zhou Ping laughed: "It's just some local products, sir, you don't have to  Take it to heart. Without Lang Jun, how could I be today? It¡¯s just a show of concern!¡± When Xue Liangchen heard this, a shadow appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: ¡°Juncheng, let me ask you something.  "You obviously did well in Jiangnan and defeated the vegetable thieves several times. Why did you come back before Fang La was crowned?" "It's just a matter of taking credit!" Zhou Ping said with a hint of sarcasm on his face!  With a smile, he explained that he recommended the people who knew Bangyuan Cave to Tong Guan, but Tong Guan sent him back and let his confidants take his place. Finally, he said: "Actually, this is also a good thing. That Bangyuan Cave is Mo  If we were to attack the foundation of the Buddhist religion, we would definitely fight to the death. Even if we could defeat the thief, how many of the warriors who came with me would be able to come back alive?  We have gained a lot. Maintaining profits and maintaining peace is the right way!" "Juncheng, you are right!" Xue Liangchen laughed when he heard this: "But you are the best at taking advantage, and you will never suffer losses.  Do it!" "Lang Jun is joking!" Zhou Ping smiled slightly and asked: "Lang Jun, the court asked me to serve as a recruiter on the East and West Road of Lao Shizhi. As far as I know, there seems to be no such official position in the past, right?  Xue Liangchen nodded: "This is an official position that was just established at the beginning of this year. Juncheng, you have gone to Jiangnan. Even the heart of the imperial court is not peaceful this year!" At this point, Xue Liangchen couldn't help but sigh,  There was a worried look on his face.  It turns out that as the name suggests, the purpose of arresting envoys is to capture military attach¨¦s who recruit thieves. The Northern Song Dynasty divided the world into fifteen roads, which served as financial and tax collection units. The organization of the roads was called the Transfer Department. As the name suggests, the main task of the Transfer Department was to collect the taxes paid by each military state.  The transfer of finance and taxes to Bianliang, the capital, does not have the administrative function of catching thieves, and naturally there is no official to catch the envoys on the east and west routes of the capital.  The Jingxi East and West Roads are one of the fifteen roads in the world, and roughly include today's northern Jiangsu, central and western Shandong Province, eastern Henan Province, and northern Anhui Province.  Just look at the map and you will know that the East and West Road of Beijing is close to Bianliang, which can be said to be the heart of the Northern Song Dynasty. A large section of the canal related to the life and death of Bianliang passes through this place.  If?The Fang La Rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River was a stab in the thigh for the Northern Song Dynasty. The accident on the East and West Road in Beijing was simply a massive internal bleeding, which was directly related to the survival of the country.  The fact that the imperial court specially set up capture officers at the road level can only explain one problem. The local situation has become so bad that the military attach¨¦s at the state and county levels are no longer enough to quell the thieves, so special officials must be set up at the road level.  to deal with these thieves.  "Is the situation already so bad?" Zhou Ping frowned: "Didn't I sort out everything in Liangshan when I left?" "You don't understand!" Xue Liangchen sighed: "Not long ago  The imperial court inspected all the people in the world and paid for it, thinking that the Liao military expenses were collected, and the corrupt officials collected more taxes. I don't know how many middle-class households had their families destroyed, and many tyrannical people abandoned their homes and went into the mountains and forests.  Bandits, the north and south of the river are no longer what they used to be." Having said this, Xue Liangchen shook his head and said: "It's not that I oppose the imperial court's restoration of Yanyun, but at the moment Yanyun still belongs to others, but my own military state.  The war is in chaos, so what should we do? " Zhou Ping nodded and said nothing. What Xue Liangchen said was completely beyond his expectation. After all, the history textbooks he had studied in primary and secondary schools only recorded the conquest of Fang La, the Maritime Alliance, and  "Big events" such as Jin Bing's march south, but "little things" like these are not recorded at all. Even if Zhou Ping is recorded, it must be a passing thought and cannot be remembered at all. After all, even the opera sings about emperors, generals, talents and beauties.  , there are several farmers who go to sing in the fields!  While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door of Zhizhou Yamen. When Zhou Ping saw Han Xiaozhou standing at the door, he quickly jumped off his horse, took a few steps forward, bowed and said, "I'm here to pay my respects to the Prime Minister of Zhizhou!" "Jun  It¡¯s a gift!¡± Han Xiaozhou walked down the steps, helped Zhou Ping up and said, ¡°I¡¯m so happy to have gone to do this for the imperial court.¡±  Xun thanked him.  Han and Zhou pushed and shoved several times, and finally Zhou Ping pulled the lower half of his shoulders up to the hall. Guests and hosts sat down separately, not to mention the banquet, singing and dancing.  During these days in Jeju, Zhou Ping was busy entertaining guests while packing his bags and preparing to go to Guide Mansion to take up his post.  It was already mid-April when we arrived at Guide Mansion, and we were plunged into a sea of ??social activities again.  At this time, he had risen from the rank of Xuan Zhenglang to the rank of mid-level military attache, and his salary and treatment had also been greatly improved. Naturally, he had to show off some pomp and circumstance. If someone else had reached his position at that time, he would have been in the same position.  , all brought with them fifty or sixty masters of throwing pots, passers, and poets; but Zhou Ping was always followed by forty or fifty strong men with scarred faces and swords and bows behind him wherever he went. It didn't look like he was going to a banquet.  Socializing is like going to a fight.  So in less than half a month, he gained a reputation as a "reckless man" in the officialdom of Guide Mansion.  Zhou Ping didn't bother to pay attention. Apart from training his soldiers in the barracks, he just hung out with a few old officials in the transportation department.  The reason why Zhou Ping did this is very simple. This transfer department is commonly known as Caosi. It is responsible for the transfer of wealth from all walks of life in the world and has great power. In order to prevent the transfer envoys from becoming powerful.  Therefore, the central government of the Northern Song Dynasty made various transfers to increase the frequency of transfers. Generally, one term would be replaced after one or two.  Therefore, it is actually the scribes in each state who know the most about the entrances, specialties, finances and taxes, and transshipment costs of each state.  If Zhou Ping knew about Binggu, the first people he would ask for advice would be these old officials.  He had just returned from the barracks that day. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Li Bao coming forward to announce: "Zhishan Zen Master is here!" "Seriously?" Zhou Ping was overjoyed and hurriedly threw the riding whip in his hand to others and walked quickly into the mansion.  , said loudly: "Why don't you send someone to announce that Zen Master is coming? I might as well welcome you outside the city!" Zen Master Zhishan, wearing black clothes and sandals, has many more wrinkles on his face than he did a few years ago, but he looks older.  We met a lot.  Seeing Zhou Ping coming, he quickly stood up and said with a smile: "How dare you, a poor monk, welcome this uninvited evil guest!" After saying this, he looked Zhou Ping up and down, with a satisfied smile on his face: "You are in Jiangnan  I heard from Liangchen that Junguo was indeed a hero in the world, and he stood out in just a few years. "Zen Master laughed!" Zhou Ping patted Ping Ji.  , pointing to the thick stack of documents on it, said with a wry smile: "When I first took office, the east and west roads of Beijing were full of bandits. These are urgent documents from various military states, but the soldiers I am using are those brought from Jeju.  With five hundred people, there is nothing we can do!" Zhou Ping was complaining about how useless the imperial guards and rural soldiers stationed in Guide Mansion were, and how difficult it was to deal with the superiors of the transshipment yamen. After talking for a long time, he realized that the other party had nothing to do.  After a closer look, Zhishan's eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were dull. He seemed to be thinking about other things.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: Don¡¯t talk nonsense, this book will be finished, and I will guarantee the quality. Of course, I can¡¯t decide how long it will take to finish it.I promise, I have to take the first-level construction exam and I have other things on hand, sorry!
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