Great Blue Night Watchman

Maybe there was more joy of success in his stomach, but it still showed on his face. Maybe Li San was born with a personality and captured it: "Sir, you are in a good mood today, aren't you?"

"Is that okay? Today is the Lantern Festival. You can take a bath in the afternoon. Li San, how do you usually celebrate the Lantern Festival?"

The mention of this topic immediately hit Li San's excitement point. Li San said that in the past, during the Lantern Festival, he would buy two kilograms of pig head meat, buy two jiao of wine, and if the harvest was good that year, he would pull three feet of cloth. , I made a spring dress for a woman, but this year is different. Sir, you were too generous yesterday. When I took the one hundred taels of silver home, my woman knelt down on the spot. After struggling for half a night, she got up and asked me how she could repay you. The talent is there. She wanted to go back to her hometown to get some fresh food and bring it to you. I told her that you are the God of Wealth in Da Cang. He has never eaten anything delicious. I can help you as an errand. This is better than anything else. …

"Haha, that's good to know!" Lin Su smiled and said, "What about this year? Are you taking your wife to go shopping in the Flower Street?"

Li Sandao: "Sir, do you want to go shopping in Flower Street? If so, I will make arrangements for you."

"Forget it! You go and accompany your wife. I have my own arrangements and I don't need you to accompany me."

"Sir, if there is anything you need to do, you must tell the villain. Although the villain is a lowly servant, he is still quite familiar with the capital..."

"I know, I know! You are well-informed and well-informed. Um...Okay, I'll go visit..."

Lin Su left the office and walked through the corridor of the Supervision Department. Suddenly, he stopped in front of a door. This office was Duan Shangao's office.

A smile slowly appeared on Lin Su's face...

Knocking on the door, a concierge came over: "Oh, Mr. Lin, is there something wrong?"

"Is Master Duan here?"

"exist!"

Duan Shangao was holding a case file, frowning slightly, when he suddenly saw Lin Su coming in.

When Duan Shangao saw Lin Su, his brows furrowed even more. He was afraid that he was going to have a bad year last year and got into trouble. Why did so many people say that he had a personal relationship with him? Where is this going? I have never met this guy in person, so why should I have a personal relationship with him?

Today, I bumped into the real boss, and it seems that the time has come to publicize my stance. If I severely criticize him in public, does that count as drawing a clear line with him? is a question...

At this moment, a bag was handed to the table. It was a demon storage bag.

Duan Shangao's face darkened: "What do you mean..."

“It’s Chinese New Year, let’s bring you some souvenirs!”

Lin Su's face was filled with a sincere smile.

The old saying of reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling person still makes sense. Duan Shangao couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. He gently picked it up with his fingers and opened the bag. Duan Shangao stared at the white clouds, perfume and porcelain inside, and his expression slowly changed: "Beside the white clouds, spring tears, autumn tears... do you call these souvenirs?"

"That's right. Aren't the things we produce at home just local specialties? Sir, please sit down and take your leave!" He turned around and left.

Duan Shangao said in a deep voice: "Take the things away!"

Throwing it away, the bag flew towards Lin Su.

Lin Su gently held it up with his left hand, and the bag flew towards Duan Shangao again. At the same time, he opened the door, and there were sounds from outside. Several pairs of eyes came over, and they happened to see Duan Shangao holding the bag. …

Duan Shangao's hand retracted as fast as lightning, and the bag disappeared...

This is completely subconscious...

This is in the Yamen, and it is also the Supervision Department. It is a common practice for officials all over the world to bring gifts to their homes and write a greeting note directly on them, but in the Yamen they are not allowed to have anything to do with gifts.

Unless the relationship is particularly strong!

After taking back the bag, he suddenly realized that he had been tricked!

Mother, are you giving me a gift at the Yamen? Is our relationship that strong? Now there is only one choice, hand over the gift to Lei Zheng to show fairness and selflessness, and at the same time make you lose face. Put aside our non-existent personal relationship.

However, his mind changed and he suddenly felt something was wrong!

All the high officials in the DPRK are talented people. What would they think if I did this?

They will definitely think that this is a play performed by my old Duan!

Deliberately clearing up the relationship.

As soon as the obvious conclusion came out, everything I did was the opposite...

For a moment, Comrade Duan, who had become a master of officialdom, had a splitting headache...

Lin Su had already left, with a smile on his face again...

It's been so long, everyone seems to have forgotten that you and I are in the same group. They actually don't suppress you very much, but only suppress me. I am so lonely in the officialdom, and you, Duan, are here to help me share the burden. Bar……

With a gift bag and a detailed understanding of the psychology of court officials, he put Duan Shangao in a dilemma during the Lantern Festival, making his head grow three and a half times with worry...

As for him, he was happy and happy.

There was a person in front of him who got off duty earlier than him!

who? The waist and liver are straight, and the clothes on his body must have been washed eight hundred times, Li Zhiyuan!

Li Zhiyuan was of the same type as Zeng Shigui. Although he had a monthly salary of forty taels, he was often penniless and would always reach out to the servants around him. There was really no other court official like him.

Li Zhiyuan is actually the same type as himself. What type is it? The kind where the road to promotion is closed.

It took this old boy twelve years to remove the word "cong" from his "cong five grades". As for himself, it has been almost a year since he entered the officialdom, and his iron-clad fifth rank shows no signs of loosening. Looking at this posture, if he does not change the dynasty, he is afraid that he will remain an old fifth rank until his death.

The fifth grade cherishes the fifth grade. People who share the same disease should stay close to each other!

"Master Li!" Lin Su called from behind: "What are your plans for the Lantern Festival today?"

Li Zhiyuan slowly turned around, staring at him with a pair of eyes that were full of energy and brows: "What are Mr. Lin's plans?"

"The Flower Street in Beijing is famous all over the world, but Lin has never seen it with his own eyes. Are you interested in traveling with us?"

"none!"

Look at this answer, isn't this how God teases you to death?

Lin Su is good at picking up the conversation: "Does Mr. Li have some official business to attend to?"

"none!"

Holy shit!

"That……"

Li Zhiyuan interrupted him: "Mr. Lin, as the supervisors of the capital, we should set an example for all people. How can we encourage those unhealthy trends?"

"Flower Street... is an unhealthy trend?" Lin Su asked in shock: "Mr. Li, could it be that he has some misunderstandings about Flower Street? On the Flower Street, guessing lantern riddles and watching floats, don't they reflect the various forms of literary culture? What is wrong with this trend?"

Li Zhiyuan said: "Master Lin, does he know how much a float costs?"

"Never done it, unknown!"

"The lowest price for a float is thirty taels, and the highest one is as much as a thousand taels! If these silver taels are given to poor families, how many people can be saved from disaster? Mr. Lin, do you know?"

Lin Su was stunned...

Li Zhiyuan continued: "It is so shameless to be so extravagant and wasteful, spending people's money to pursue temporary pleasure! How can Li encourage this evil trend?"

Lin Su: "As far as I know, most of what they spend is their own money."

"Where does their own money come from? There is a certain amount of wealth in the world. If one thing disappears, another will rise. If another thing disappears, another will rise."

Wealth in the world is a given!

Did your economics teacher teach you this?

Well, by the way, he doesn’t know anything about economics either.

Most people in this era have such a stubborn understanding. They always equate wealth to the total amount of gold and silver, and have not risen to the level of currency at all.

Therefore, they believe that wealth is a constant concept. If there is more on one side, it will naturally decrease on the other side.

In fact, anyone who has studied modern economics knows that wealth is a variable.

Seeing his stubborn attitude, Lin Su initially thought that she might not be able to convince him for a while...

Change your thinking: "You think this float is a waste of money and money, but have you ever thought about another question? If these people don't make this float, will their money be distributed to the people?"

Li Zhiyuan shook his head, how could corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry distribute money to the people?

"But when the floats were made, they distributed them to the people."

Li Zhiyuan frowned: "How is that possible?"

"There are many processes involved in making floats, including paper, carpentry, design, coloring, and work. Each process requires feeding a bunch of people. These people are either dignitaries or ordinary people! If the whole city was like this If you don’t make a float as you wish, these people will starve to death.”

Li Zhiyuan was stunned.

Not making floats seems to be a waste, but does the money saved have anything to do with the people?

On the contrary, by wasting this money, the people really benefited from it!

Lin Su tilted his head: "What? Do you suddenly feel that the values ​​​​that you have adhered to for a long time have collapsed?"

Li Zhiyuan let out a long breath: "No wonder people say you are just a troublemaker. You disturbed the literary world and the officialdom. Once the officialdom was disturbed, it started to disturb other people's dojo!" To the literary people, dojo means something else. What it means is: about adhering to principles.

Ha ha……

Lin Su laughed: "If your concept is right, I can't stir it up! I can stir it up, which shows that there is something wrong with your cognition itself! Let's go, I will take you to drink!"

Li Zhiyuan squinted at him: "What is this? Are you going to compensate us for bringing us into the ditch without being moral at the meeting?"

Lin Su stroked his forehead: "It seems that there are too many dojos that I need to disturb! Do you think that if I kneel down with you, and then we all die together, it is called morality? I will rescue you all through winding paths. Is it called being unethical?"

Li Zhiyuan's conclusion about morality was once again shattered by him...

So, he didn't say a word while heading to the restaurant.

He entered the most characteristic restaurant in Beijing.

He entered the private room on the third floor that was neither rich nor expensive.

Those sky-high-priced dishes costing several taels of silver each were served on the table one after another, and he turned a blind eye.

He seemed to be still lingering in his inner persistence of morality and truth, and could not come out for a while.

But when Lin Su took out the Grade-A Baiyunbian and prepared to open the altar, he suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand and pressed the jar: "Is this the Grade-A Baiyunbian?"

"yes."

"A jar can be sold for 500 taels?"

"Normally it's not that expensive, but it seems like it's really expensive in some places..."

"A jar costs 500 taels, which is only ten kilograms! Every cup is enough for a family of ten to eat for half a year!" Li Zhiyuan said angrily: "Can you drink such wine?"

Lin Su glared at him: "Why can't I drink my own wine? Do you dare to say that I have looted the people's fat and oil? Do you dare to say that my wine contains the blood and tears of the people?"

There are not many officials in the world who dare to say that they have never enjoyed the blessings of the people, but Lin Su really dares!

How much has he received so far? No one believes it, zero!

Just because he has never been to the settlement office of the Supervision Department, he doesn't know how much money he has.

"I don't care what's in your wine, I'm here anyway, so you can't even think of being so extravagant!"

Lin Su stroked his forehead and rubbed it. He raised his hand and handed a bag to Li Zhiyuan: "Here you go, take it and help the world."

Li Zhiyuan opened it and took a look, his righteous expression slowly became vivid.

There are white clouds in this bag, spring tears, autumn tears...

"Can you let go of my wine jar now..."

Li Zhiyuan finally let go, his face full of tangles...

Lin Su hugged the wine jar and squinted at him: "I've never seen you like this. I drink my own wine, and I have to do a long time of ideological work for you. It's really a big world, and there are all kinds of surprises..."

Raise your hand to break the cover.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out to block him, and it was Li Zhiyuan's hand.

"what happened again?"

Li Zhiyuan said: "Are you sincerely inviting me to drink today?"

"yes!"

"Then I'll drink this wine!" Li Zhiyuan picked up the wine jar with his hands and stood up to leave the table.

Lin Su was completely dumbfounded: "You..."

Li Zhiyuan stepped down the stairs and drifted away...

Lin Su sat there blankly, unable to turn around for a long time.

What happened?

I give it a try...

I invited someone to drink, and they came, and the food was served, but they didn’t eat a bite and took the wine jar away. Oh my God, I must have encountered a ghost...

Lin Su raised his hand, and the official seal appeared in his palm, calling...

About a quarter of an hour later, a person stomped upstairs, it was Zhang Haoran.

Zhang Haoran looked at the dishes on the table and looked around: "Why did you suddenly think of treating me to a drink today? And you made it so grand and formal?"

"To tell you the truth, this meal and wine were not invited by you, but by the person I invited..."

After telling the story, Zhang Haoran smiled, and then he slowly calmed down...

Li Zhiyuan? I know!

There was a disaster in his hometown. Maybe for him, he really couldn't swallow such a sumptuous lunch. Taking away the owner's wine jar was of course a literary joke, but compared to his "official service" "The bizarre feat seems to be nothing.

Official uniform?

Can I still wear official uniform?

Zhang Haoran sighed: "Yes, the official uniforms are custom-made by the imperial court. Even if they are pawned in a pawn shop, people would not dare to accept them. But this old man has an excuse. Although the official uniforms are custom-made by the government, he himself He also paid half of the money, why can't he pawn it? He didn't say he wouldn't redeem it, but in the end the pawnshop owner had no choice but to make an exception and pawned it to him, and he became a laughing stock in official circles from then on."

"Where is his hometown?"

"Beichuan...oh, by the way, Zeng Shigui is the county magistrate in his hometown."

Beichuan!

Lin Su's heart moved slightly. After Zeng Shigui took office as the magistrate of Beichuan County, he had a brief understanding of Beichuan. From the official information, he saw a land of plenty with good government and people, but Zeng Shigui told him that one county had one surname.

Basically, with the power of one county, we can support the Zhao family in the capital!

Yes, it’s Zhao Xun!

He promised Zeng Shigui to visit Beichuan in autumn or summer.

Should we bring in this weird official Li Zhiyuan?