Chapter 130

In the afternoon, Xia Bangmo, the Minister of Personnel, arrived at the Danfang and asked Zhang Hao to go to Shuntian Prefecture to take office.

At this moment, the officials from Shuntian Mansion were also worried. After all, Zhang Hao, that was the second silly boy. Many people were killed, and even the marquis killed one. Now, he is the marquis. He is here to take office. Isn’t this killing everyone?

Soon, Zhang Hao followed Xia Bangmo to the Shuntian Prefecture Office. Xia Bangmo began to announce the appointment of Zhang Hao as the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture in front of the officials. Then the officials began to introduce themselves and briefly reported their work content.

Xia Bangmo sat here for a while and then left. Zhang Hao sat under the plaque of righteousness in heaven and earth, looking at the officials below, without saying a word, just looking at the officials below,

And those officials also looked at Zhang Hao, and they didn't know what to say to Zhang Hao. A boy who was still stinky and was sitting in the main seat above. How could you tell the officials below to speak? What should you say?

"Heaven and earth are upright, well, well written!" Zhang Hao looked up at the plaque behind him, and said as he smiled at the officials, who were laughing.

"Well, I remember, we have fifteen counties under Shuntian Prefecture, right?" Zhang Hao asked as he looked at them.

"Yes, sir!" Standing in front was Zhang Zhixing, the head of Shuntian Prefecture, who had just taken office.

"Well, when will they come to report?" Zhang Hao asked them.

"Sir, I guess I'll come tomorrow!" Zhang Zhixing looked at Zhang Hao and said hesitantly.

"Oh, come tomorrow? Then I'll ask you, have the food and cold-resistance materials for disaster relief been distributed?" Zhang Hao sat there and continued to ask.

"Sir, I've sent it down!" Zhang Zhixing immediately bowed his hand and replied.

"Oh, then there's nothing wrong. It's over. I'll go home too. I've been exhausted these days!" Zhang Hao stood up and said, stretching his waist.

"Ah?" All the officials looked at Zhang Hao in surprise.

"What's wrong? Something else is going on?" Zhang Hao stood there, looking at the officials below and asked.

"It's okay, but according to the old rules, we should invite you to a meal, which is to welcome you!" Ding Qing, Zhizhong next to him, looked at Zhang Hao and bowed.

"What food should I eat? I'll go home to eat. My food is better. In addition, you don't need to have a good relationship with me. Just do good things. My side, well, I was forced to be the prefect, and I don't want to be the prefect at all. Don't worry, I will run away when I'm waiting for the opportunity. In this position, whoever you like sits!" Zhang Hao said to the officials with a smile, and they also looked at Zhang Hao dumbfoundedly.

"Is there anything important? If not, then that's it, I'll leave first!" Zhang Hao asked them, and they all shook their heads.

"See you back. If there is something important, come to my house to find me!" Zhang Hao said to them, then left the main seat and walked outside.

The officials were left to look at Zhang Hao's back in a daze.

"This is such a person, come to serve as our Shuntian Prefecture Prefecture?" A magistrate looked at the prefecture and asked.

"We don't care about our own affairs, and we don't care about other things. Anyway, we have a prefect now!" Zhang Zhixing also looked at Zhang Hao's back and said in a low voice. After Zhang Hao left the yamen, he walked straight to his house.

"Sir, are you really going back?" Chen Lian followed Zhang Hao and said in surprise when he saw Zhang Hao running home.

"Why don't you go back?" Zhang Hao turned his head and looked at Chen Lian and said.

"No, you just took office. You don't know what a prefect should do, and you haven't asked, "You, how can you be a prefect?" Chen Lian looked at Zhang Hao anxiously and said, thinking that he could have a good future with Zhang Hao, but Zhang Hao didn't care about Shuntian Mansion at all, which made Chen Lian a little disappointed.

"I am the marquis of the Ming Dynasty and I am the prefect. I have a problem. Let's go with me and go shopping! Buy something and go home!" Zhang Hao said contemptuously to Chen Lian. He also took Chen Lian's group of people and walked home by himself.

However, on the way home, there were several markets. Zhang Hao also went in and looked at them, buying those things, and also observing them. There were a lot of things sold in the whole market in one day.

Logically speaking, the taxes are all from Shuntian Mansion, but there seems to be no taxes paid in Shuntian Mansion. Where did the money go?

"Hey, boss, twenty kilograms of white flour!" Zhang Hao went to a grain store and asked. Chen Lian looked at Zhang Hao strangely, "You still need to buy white flour, as a Duke's mansion?

"Hey, lord, how much do you want?" The boss immediately said respectfully when he saw Zhang Hao's body covered with the government.

Zhang Hao also found out that he seemed to be wearing official uniforms, but he knew that he couldn't ask anything. Those people were most afraid of the government.

"Twenty kilograms! Hey, your white flour is good, it's not very yellow!" Zhang Hao said with a look at the white flour.

"That's right, don't worry, the things sold in my store are of high quality, so I'll give you a thumbs up!" When the store owner heard Zhang Hao say this, he immediately raised his thumbs up to Zhang Hao.

"Yeah!" Zhang Hao nodded and continued to look at the market situation. After the shop owner put on the dough, Zhang Hao asked Chen Lian to carry it, and then said, "Take it back, and then change your clothes, and I will change my clothes too!"

"Ah, is this white face mine?" Chen Lian said.

"Hold it, my family doesn't lack white flour!" Zhang Hao said to Chen Lian.

"Hey, yes, sir, I'll take you back first!" Chen Lian nodded,

After Zhang Hao returned to the mansion, his mother was not at home, Zhang Hao went back to his yard and called Jin'er to come over to change his clothes. Then he asked the guards at home to prepare horses and he would also take eight guards out.

After a while, Shenlian arrived, and Zhang Hao rode out on his horse. Zhang Hao first arrived at the village closest to the capital. Many people's houses were burned, leaving behind broken walls and ruins there. The family built them with wood and thatch temporarily.

After Zhang Hao arrived, he dismounted and watched. This place was a suburb of the capital. When the Tatars came, they snatched it and burned the house.

Zhang Hao walked towards a family and said that it was a family, and the walls had fallen.

"Several people, what do you want to do?" At this time, not far away, a middle-aged man stood up and said to Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao hadn't noticed him at the beginning, and the man was squatting there to clean up the bricks.

"Oh, I just saw this miserable here. I want to see it, sorry!" Zhang Hao said to the middle-aged man. At this time, a little head poked out from the thatched room. It was a girl. Zhang Hao smiled at the girl.

"What do you think? Since the Tatars, they have snatched everything they should rob, and they have stolen everything they should stolen. Fortunately, the person is still there!" The middle-aged man said and squatted down and continued to work, so Zhang Hao came to him.

"You are the only labor force in your family?" Zhang Hao squatted down and asked.

"Yes!" the middle-aged man responded in a low voice.

"Can you see where you live?" Zhang Hao asked at the middle-aged man.

"What do you think? Have you never seen someone hiding under the thatch?" the middle-aged man said very unhappy.

"Under the thatch? This is not right. Didn't the court send out cold-proof supplies and food?" Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

The cold-proof materials are calculated based on the heads, and each person has a set of them. There are cotton coats to cotton pants, but there are no shoes. Moreover, the family will also send two quilts. These are all disaster relief supplies, and Jiajing took out the money.

"Warm supplies and food? I've seen two kilograms of millet and I've been to the court. If the court has the ability, I wouldn't let the Tatars kill to the capital!" said the middle-aged man very angry.

"Two kilograms of millet? Not rice or white flour?" After hearing this, Zhang Hao looked at the middle-aged man in shock. According to the disaster relief plan formulated by the Ministry of Revenue, no one in each adult family had ten kilograms of white flour, ten kilograms of millet per month, eight kilograms of millet aged six to sixteen, and six kilograms of millet under six years old, six kilograms of millet per month, and the plan has begun to be implemented. Why did the man say he received two kilograms of millet?

"Yu Liuzhi, is your daughter selling it?" At this moment, a shout came from outside. Zhang Hao turned his head and saw that he was also a middle-aged man and was dressed pretty well.

"How much does it cost?" the middle-aged man asked, his eyes red when he stood up.

"5 taels of silver! I bought it. Someone in the city needs a little girl to serve the young master. 5 taels of silver is enough for your family to eat and drink for a year!" The middle-aged man outside said with a smile.

"Okay!" said the middle-aged man who called Yu Liuzhi in a trembling voice, and then walked towards the simple thatched hut.

"Big girl, big girl!" the middle-aged man shouted.

"Dad, I don't want to be sold, I don't want to be sold!" A girl's cry came from inside, and then a woman's cry came from inside, shouting not to sell.

"If we don't sell what we eat, our family will starve to death, and we will starve to death? Big girl, don't blame my father for being cruel. If you keep it, you will die. This damn God, the damn court, will not give us a way to survive!" Yu Liuzhi's cry also came from inside.

"Huh!" Zhang Hao exhaled and waved to the middle-aged man outside. The middle-aged man outside was stunned for a moment, but still walked over: "Young master, do you have something to do?"

"Well, ask, how much it sells?" Zhang Hao asked.

"How about too many? Well, as long as there is a suitable girl, everyone wants to sell it. There is no way. God won't give you a way out. I will try my best to find a good family for them. Don't sell it, the girl will suffer. At least the master must have good morals! It's a sin!" The middle-aged man sighed when he heard Zhang Hao say this.
Chapter completed!