Zhao Fuxiang bid farewell to Song Yingsheng and Jiang Xin, and walked out of the gate of the magistrate's office with a heavy baggage in his arms. Liao Dagui, who was waiting for him at the door, saw the master coming out and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Sir, you finally came out. What are you holding in your hand?"

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Liao Dagui reached out and took Zhao Fuxiang's baggage, and found that the baggage was very heavy, weighing twenty or thirty kilograms. Liao Dagui asked: "What is here? It's so heavy!"

Zhao Fuxiang sighed and said: "Today I, Zhao Fuxiang, have finally seen what a national scholar is. I have only seen officials who collect money before, and this is the first time I have seen officials who give money!"

Zhao Fuxiang was a member of the officialdom in later generations. There were officials who were willing to bend down and serve the people, but these people all had the attitude of working for a salary. Since they received the salary from the state, they had to serve the people. Of course, Zhao Fuxiang received the salary like this.

There are many people who do not work for wages, but most civil servants can still strictly demand themselves.

But this was the first time I saw someone like Song Yingsheng, who took out his wife's jewelry and organized a team training for Zhao Fuxiang. Zhao Fuxiang sighed in his heart that the models set by later generations were not all fake. Song Yingsheng's stubbornness still existed.

Zhao Fuxiang looked at the time. It was already past noon and everyone had not eaten yet. Zhao Fuxiang said: "Everyone has worked hard these days. We will go home for dinner later, and we will go home when Li Zhengdao is over!"

Liao Dagui and the others have followed Zhao Fuxiang out for almost a month. They were all very happy when they heard that they were finally going home.

Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said: "Dagui, I have nothing to do these days. I will give each of my brothers ten taels of silver. Now that I can't eat, drink or have fun during the national mourning period, I can just buy some fabrics and supplies for my wife and children at home!"

Liao Dagui was very happy when he heard this. He was about to bow down to thank Zhao Fuxiang when a man from the Yamen came over and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, I have offended you so much just now. Do you have time at noon? Can you let me make amends?"

When Liao Dagui saw that this guy was Zhao Chongfang, the leader of the government officials who arrested them just now, Liao Dagui said angrily: "What do you want to do? Do you still want to arrest us?"

Zhao Fuxiang quickly stopped Liao Dagui and said with a smile: "It turns out to be brother Zhao Xian, how can I let brother Zhao Xian be the host? Brother Xian went to find some good friends, and brother is the host today!"

Zhao Chongfang was stunned when he heard what Zhao Fuxiang said. He had been waiting here for a long time to arrange for Zhao Fuxiang to have a meal. He just came out and asked about Zhao Fuxiang's background, especially who was Zhang Wenming? The information he got from the Yamen Secretariat made him

Zhao Chongfang's scalp was numb, and Zhang Wenming was a student of Huang Daozhou.

Zhao Chongfang knew who Huang Daozhou was. In the 13th year of Chongzhen's reign, Huang Daozhou was exiled to Guangxi. When he passed through Guangzhou, it was an unprecedented event. Officials from all over Guangdong Province, as well as rural gentry, came out of the city to welcome this tough guy who dared to talk back to the emperor.

Now it is even heard that Huang Daozhou became the minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and offended his students. Zhao Chongfang thought with his heels that his future would be very bad! So Zhao Chongfang had been waiting at the yamen gate for a long time, just to wait for Zhao Fuxiang to come out and apologize, so as to avoid himself

Being hated by others brings disaster.

Now Zhao Chongfang saw Zhao Fuxiang talking to him in a pleasant manner and even treating him to a meal. He was so frightened that Zhao Fuxiang said something sarcastic. Zhao Chongfang quickly knelt down and said, "Master Zhao, you really offended the villain just now. Please forgive me, Master Zhao!"

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Zhao Fuxiang smiled and stepped forward to help Zhao Chongfang up and asked: "Brother, please get up. I want to ask you, are your ancestors descended from Zhao Dewen, the eighth son of King Wei?"

After hearing this, Zhao Chongfang was stunned and nodded: "Exactly, the ancestor of the villain is none other than Duke Zhao Dewen! Could it be that Brother Zhao is also from the lineage of the King of Wei?"

The King of Wei that Zhao Fuxiang is talking about is of course not the King of Wei in the Ming Dynasty, but Zhao Tingmei, the fourth brother of Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. After Song Taizong Zhao Kuangyi ascended the throne, he was afraid that his younger brother would imitate him, so he suppressed his younger brother overtly and covertly.

Therefore, Zhao Tingmei fell ill and died at the age of thirty-seven. Although Zhao Tingmei lived a short life, she gave birth to more than 20 sons. According to historical records, only ten people survived to adulthood.

After the Jingkang Incident, Zhao Tingmei's descendants also fled to the south one after another and spread out in various southern provinces, including Tingzhou in Fujian, Yizhou in Shandong, Jezhou in Shandong, Kunshan in Jiangsu, Xiushui in Zhejiang, Licheng in Jiangsu, Poyang in Jiangxi, and Hunan.

Hengzhou, Chengdu, Sichuan, Qingcheng, Sichuan and other places.

Unlike the descendants of Zhao Kuangyi who died out in the Southern Song Dynasty, the descendants of Wei King Zhao Tingmei prospered. By the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, there were more than 100,000 descendants of Zhao Tingmei in the entire South China.

After the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao family members in various places began to hide their names. Zhao Dewen's sixth generation grandson moved to Wuzhou, Guangxi, and Zhao Fuxiang's ancestors moved from Wuzhou, Guangxi to Nanning, Guangxi. In the early years of the Republic of China, Zhao Fuxiang's great-grandfather moved from Wuzhou to Guangxi in order to avoid the war.

Nanning moved to Haikou, and Zhao Fuxiang's grandfather and father were both born in Haikou.

When Zhao Fuxiang was building a relationship with Zhao Mengguan in Qiongzhou, he heard him talk about the history of the Zhao family in Guangdong, so Zhao Fuxiang was prepared to establish a relationship with the Zhao family when he arrived in Guangdong. After all, many things are easy with the clan as a backer.

The Zhao Chongfang in front of him is also from the lineage of Zhao Dewen, the son of King Wei, but his ancestors moved from Fujian. However, this is not a problem. The Zhao surname in the world belongs to the same family. Now that he heard that Zhao Fuxiang is also from the Zhao Dewen lineage, Zhao Chongfang quickly asked: "

Brother, are you from the eighth branch? Brother, why don’t you sort them according to the genealogy?”

When Zhao Kuangyin became emperor, he set up a generation system for his descendants and his younger brother's descendants. Zhao Tingmei's descendants should follow the rules of De, Cheng, Ke, Shu, Zhi, Gong, Yan, Husband, Shi, Ruo, Heir and Chong.

, times, Guanglai Pai, Zhao Chongfang is of the Chong generation, that is, he is the twelfth grandson of Zhao Tingmei.

Although Zhao Fuxiang heard from his father Zhao Shikuan that his ancestors should be from the Zhao family in Guangxi, because his great-grandfather who migrated at that time was a farmer and had never read a book, the family genealogy had long been lost, so Zhao Fuxiang's grandparents were arranged randomly.

What rules.

Naturally, Zhao Fuxiang could not tell Zhao Chongfang that he came from the future, so he had no choice but to lie: "Brother Xian, I heard from my father that my ancestors migrated to Luzon in Nanyang after the Battle of Yashan, and have been living alone for more than two hundred years.

I have no contact with the Zhao clan, so there is no way to line up this generation!"

When the Southern Song Dynasty fell after the Battle of Yashan, many members of the Zhao clan committed suicide, sold themselves to seek refuge, and kept their names anonymous. Of course, there were also those who fled with their families. Like Zhao Fuxiang, he took his whole family to one place and changed his name.

There are many people, but after Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty, he gave the previous Zhao family a chance to change their surname back to their original surname. At that time, most of them changed their surname back to Zhao, but there were some people who did not change it back and still had their surname.

Bearing a foreign surname.

Zhao Chongfang nodded to express his understanding: "It was indeed chaotic after Yashan at that time, but now we are the Han family. When my brother is free tomorrow, can we go to our Zhao family ancestral hall in Zhaojia Village outside the city to continue the family tree?"

This is what Zhao Fuxiang wants, so he quickly nodded his head. The two got closer after this recognition, and Zhao Chongfang insisted on arranging for Zhao Fuxiang to have a meal. Zhao Fuxiang said with a smile: "Eating doesn't matter, but Brother Yu has to report first."

A grudge! Does my brother know where Fang Youwei lives just now?"

When Zhao Chongfang heard Zhao Fuxiang talking about Fang Youwei, she was filled with hatred. How could he have offended Zhao Fuxiang if not for this guy?

"Brother, please rest assured. This Fang Youwei is really abominable. He dares to defraud my brother of his money! This guy lives in Yupifang in the south of the city. It happens that I have nothing to do right now. I took my brother to find this guy to vent my anger!"

Zhao Chongfang was the leader of the soap squad in the prefecture's yamen, equivalent to the security brigade captain of the Guangzhou Public Security Bureau in later generations. He had a lot of yamen servants, quick hands, and white bodies. Zhao Chongfang gave an order, and four or five white bodies in white clothes came out of the yamen.

Together with Zhao Fuxiang and several others, they marched towards Nancheng in a mighty manner.

Traveling with Zhao Chongfang is much more majestic. Those white-haired men are like tigers cleaning the streets. The people on the street hide one by one when they see these guys from a distance. Although Zhao Fuxiang did the same thing in later generations, he was so blatant.

Zhao Fuxiang still couldn't stand the idea of ​​bullying the common people.

"My dear brother, are these white bodies too much? We are not high-ranking officials, so why should we do this?"

Zhao Chongfang felt that he was not under any psychological pressure. He smiled and said: "My brother doesn't know something. These white people like to use the power of my younger brother to show off their power. After all, their income comes from these people. How can they get money if they are not frightened?"

Zhao Fuxiang sighed and stopped talking. It seems that the tradition of using temporary workers has existed since ancient times. In the Ming Dynasty, there were only twelve yamen servants in local government offices. These were personnel recognized by the state and were equivalent to civil servants in later generations. Of course, as the population increased, there were many things to do.

When the government officials were too busy, Kuaishou appeared. These guys belong to local food stamps, and their wages come from various local non-tax revenues, which is roughly equivalent to the business staff of later generations.

However, by the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Kuaishou was no longer enough, and the grassroots governments did not want to increase the financial burden, so there appeared white bodies who did not receive wages. These guys were just a bunch of hooligans. Because they had no status, they could not wear official uniforms and could only wear white cloth.

The clothes made are therefore called white bodies, which are equivalent to temporary workers in later generations. The income of these guys comes from exploiting ordinary people, so they are the most ruthless and have no bottom line.

Of course, just like those temporary workers in later generations, they will always take the blame for any problems. For example, if they go out to collect taxes and offend the local squire, the government officials don’t want to offend the squire, so this unlucky group of unlucky people will take the blame. Anyway, they are not official officials of the country.

The establishment is just a bunch of hooligans, life or death depends on the whim of the official.

Zhao Fuxiang sighed in his heart. He knew the shortcomings of the temporary worker system, but because this thing is so easy to use, no matter in future generations or now, there will be no way to avoid the emergence of such white-glove personnel. Zhao Fuxiang thought silently in his heart, when he takes office

These lawless white bodies must be banned and replaced with formal workers that can be controlled by the state.

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