I don't care if you're a magistrate or not. If you want to work, go and line up!
Qiongzhou Prefecture Magistrate's Office
On this day, Qiongzhou Prefecture Magistrate Yuan Chongli didn't sit in front of a case to handle government affairs like he usually did.
Instead, he cast his gaze outside the hall.
He was waiting for Ma Ningyuan's reply.
After the time for two incense sticks to burn, the footsteps of Ma Ningyuan, the Tongzhi of Qiongzhou, could finally be heard from outside the hall.
soon
Ma Ningyuan entered the hall and cupped his hands at Magistrate Yuan Chongli.""Lord Prefect, I've investigated clearly. It's His Highness King Qiong who has gathered a large number of people.”
"Hmm?"
Qiongzhou Prefecture Magistrate Yuan Chongli was puzzled." Why would there be such a large-scale migration?”
"These commoners are all going to build King Qiong's mansion…" Ma Ningyuan replied.
"What?!"
Magistrate Yuan Chongli jumped up from his chair." How is that possible?”
Yuan Chongli clearly remembered that when he first came to Qiongzhou, he wanted to mobilize the people to dig ponds to store water, but the people of Qiongzhou avoided him like a plague.
What was going on now?
Everyone was fighting to repair King Qiong's mansion?
Tongzhi Ma Ningyuan, who was standing at the side, clearly saw the Manor Head's confusion.
" Sir, it's like this…"
Ma Ningyuan cupped his hands and explained to Yuan Chongli, the magistrate of Qiongzhou.
After Yuan Chongli listened to Ma Ningyuan's report in detail, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Is what you said true?"
"It's absolutely true! Lord Prefect!"
"Not only the commoners, but many officials are also moving bricks at the construction site of King Qiong's residence.”
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Jingzhou Prefecture Magistrate Yuan Chongli fell into deep thought for a while, followed by another period of silence.
"You said that you give refined salt to the people who work every day? What happened?"
Ma Ningyuan was already prepared for the question from Yuan Chongli, the magistrate of Qiongzhou.
Ma Ningyuan took out a small bag of kraft paper from his waist.
Then, he placed it on the table in front of Yuan Chongli.
He carefully opened it up.
On the kraft paper, crystal clear salt essence was displayed in front of the two of them.
Magistrate Yuan Chongli held his breath and stepped forward to carefully examine him.
These refined salt were exquisite and sparkling. They simply did not seem to be from the mortal world!
"Sir, please give it a pinch."
Ma Ningyuan pointed at the refined salt on the kraft paper and said to Yuan Chongli,""These are all good things that can't be bought with a thousand gold!”
According to Ma Ningyuan's instructions, Magistrate Yuan Chongli carefully extended his right index finger and thumb and gently pinched the pile of crystal clear salt.
The texture was delicate and distinct!
Yuan Chongli, the magistrate of Qiongzhou, widened his eyes and then put his finger, which was stuck with a few grains of salt, into his mouth.
"Mmmm-"
"Good salt!"
The taste was exquisite and direct to one's taste buds.
Seeing that Yuan Chongli still wanted to use his fingers to stick it, Ma Ningyuan hurriedly smiled apologetically and closed the vellum with a pained expression."Lord Prefect, this is all I have…"
Yuan Chongli naturally understood what Ma Ningyuan meant. He glared at him and said sternly,""What's wrong? Do you think that my station would covet your refined salt?”
Ma Ningyuan could only smile bitterly and apologize, but he complained in his heart,"" Your Excellency, when you look at the refined salt, it's as if you're looking at a naked little wife. You don't even blink…"
subsequently
Yuan Chongli then looked at Ma Ningyuan and asked,""Are you saying that many of the officials in our government office have gone to work?”
Ma Ningyuan nodded and whispered," Go to work. Not only will you get refined salt, but you'll also have endless fresh water and food. It's better than working in the government office…"
"Hmm?"
Jingzhou Prefecture Magistrate Yuan Chongli said in a low voice,"Our Qiongzhou is poor to begin with. Now, thanks to His Highness King Qiong, it is not bad to be able to do this job.”
As he spoke, Qiongzhou Prefecture Magistrate Yuan Chongli stood up and said to Ma Ningyuan,""Let's go! Let's go and take a look!"
Ma Ningyuan, who was at the side, stepped forward and reminded him softly,""Milord, we should take off our official robes.”
"Why?"
"This official robe is too restrictive. I won't be able to use it when the time comes…"
Hearing this, Yuan Chongli's face darkened and he said in a deep voice,""Lord Ma, you and I are officials of the imperial court, fourth-rank officials. You actually want to take me to do that peddler's business?”
"Based on my friendship with King Qiong…"
Yuan Chongli stopped halfway.
Thinking about it carefully, he didn't seem to have any friendship with King Qiong Zhu Bai…
The only time was when Zhu Bai inadvertently pleaded for mercy and accidentally saved Yuan Chongli's life.
at this time
Ma Ningyuan, who was at the side, naturally saw Yuan Chongli's embarrassment, but he did not see through it. He followed behind Yuan Chongli and tried to smooth things over."Lord Prefect, I'll lead the way for you!”
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Qiongzhou was poor, and there were no horses as a means of transportation.
However, as the prefect of a prefecture, Yuan Chongli could still use a mule as a means of transportation.
in this way
The two largest local officials of Qiongzhou, one riding a mule and the other following closely behind, headed towards King Qiong's mansion.
Before they even got close to King Qiong's mansion, the two of them could already see buildings rising from the ground.
The dark mass of people rushed back and forth on the construction site.
Because this was distributed according to the principle of more work, everyone worked extra hard, regardless of gender, old or young.
Qiongzhou Prefecture Magistrate Yuan Chongli and Tongzhi walked forward and saw a long line at the door from afar.
Four soldiers in armor and holding swords were maintaining order on both sides of the team.
At the very front of the group was a small leader of the Imperial Guards. He was registering a name list at a table.
Yuan Chongli brought Ma Ningyuan with him. The two of them held their heads high and puffed out their chests as they walked towards the front of the group.
Next to the register was a large bucket of fresh water. The large bucket was connected to a water pipe, and a small stream of water flowed into it.
There was a gourd ladle in the bucket for drinking water.
All registered workers could drink as they pleased here.
Yuan Chongli, the prefect of Qiongzhou, who had not had a sip of fresh water the whole morning, felt his throat burn when he saw the clear water in the bucket.
Seeing the citizens who had registered step forward, scoop up a ladle of fresh water and drink it comfortably, they felt much more energetic.
Yuan Chongli and Ma Ningyuan, who were standing at the side, gulped as they watched the scene in front of them.
However, considering their identities, the two of them held back.
Yuan Chongli, the prefect of Qiongzhou, adjusted his official robes and walked to the front of the table with steady steps. He first cupped his hands and bowed, then asked,"Little brother, is Her Highness King Qiong inside?”
The soldier who registered the name raised his head and asked with a frown,"What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's like this."
Yuan Chongli was all smiles as he stepped forward and said,""This official is the magistrate of Qiongzhou and is an old friend of His Highness King Qiong.”
Yuan Chongli, who thought he would receive the same treatment, was greatly disappointed.
The soldier waved his hand and said sternly,"From day to night, there are at least a hundred people who come to our wangye to seek kinship! Who do you think you are? If wangye were to meet them all, wouldn't he die of exhaustion?”
Yuan Chongli was enraged by the soldier's rebuke." I'm nothing. I'm Yuan Chongli, the magistrate of Qiongzhou!”
"Get lost!"
"I don't care what magistrate you are. If you want to work, go and line up!”
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