In the Zhang family's main residence in Luliufang, Zhang Ren, the butler, was walking slowly. There was a young servant passing by along the way. After seeing this, he quickly stopped and stood on both sides. After waiting for someone to walk away, he started to move again.

There is an East Pavilion in the other courtyard outside Suzhou City, and there is also a Lanyue Building in the main palace of Green Willow Square. However, it suddenly had a new name last night, and from now on, it will be changed to the Marxist-Lenin Temple.

It doesn’t matter what it is, as long as the young master is happy. Zhang Ren thought so and did the same. The plaque of Lan Yue Xiaozhu was taken off early this morning and the new one was hung up. The four words of Marxism-Leninist Church are clear and dazzling, shining brightly in the sun.

The door of the room where Zhang Yao lived was closed, and there were maids waiting for the call on both sides of the door. They looked very well-behaved, especially after seeing Zhang Ren appear.

The main residence is different from the other courtyard. When you are bored, you secretly whisper. The manager will scold you at most if you see this. But if you dare to do this in the main residence, you will not be able to escape a single slap. If you are a servant, you should be a servant. Don’t think that the manager is not here, and you will not know in the future.

Before we could wait for a long time, the door of the house opened and a group of people came out from inside, holding copper basins, towels, soap, aromatherapy and other things in their hands. Until the last person walked down the steps, the maids on both sides of the door lined up to enter, laying the bed, quilts, wiping the table and sweeping the floor. Everyone had their own tasks, which seemed relaxed, but they were also careless.

"Uncle Ren, when did you come?"

Zhang Yao walked out of the house and saw Zhang Ren standing outside the door. He raised his eyebrows and said slightly unhappy: "The maids are so ignorant. When they see Uncle Ren coming, they don't even inform him. They deserve to be punished!"

It doesn’t matter whether the maids have made mistakes. What’s important is that the young master spoke! Zhang Ren stretched out his palms, put them together and placed them between his eyebrows, bent down and said respectfully: “Here!”

This is why Zhang Yao doesn't like to stay in the main palace. Every person, every thing, every grass and every tree here must comply with the rules. Flowers bloom and other branches need to be built. People will be punished with overcoming people. Here, rules are everything. No rules can be achieved. Including him, the future owner of the Zhang family, must also be cautious in words and actions. Sometimes it is just a joke or unintentional statement, and it will be strictly enforced by others at that time!

"What's wrong with Uncle Ren looking for me?"

He didn't want to stay in this kind of place for a moment. He walked down the steps and asked, "Is there something wrong with Zhang Hu?"

"Young Master is overly worried. If nothing unexpected happens, the case will be closed today!"

"today?"

Zhang Yao looked surprised. He didn't doubt Zhang Ren's words, but he felt that the speed was too fast. It was not easy to make those slow-moving officials handle the case even though they handled the case. Even if the Zhang family is rich and powerful in Suzhou Prefecture, sometimes money may not solve all problems.

"Young master has nothing to do later, so you might as well go to the prefecture government office to take a look. Maybe you can see a good show!"

Zhang Ren said implicitly, but Zhang Yao became interested. Why did the Zhang family stand tall in Suzhou Prefecture? He looked at the flowers in the fog and felt that they couldn't see clearly no matter how they looked. He had asked the old lady at the beginning, but it was a pity that although she loved her grandson, she always avoided talking about it in this regard. When asked Cui'er and Yu'er, they all said it was a bit of a good deal. Zhang Yao didn't believe it, or in other words, only believed it 50%.

He quickly made a decision and shouted behind him: "Come on, go and tell Zhang Biao to wait for me at the gate!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Ren: "Young Master, this morning, the Third Emperor's Ancestor will send someone to send an invitation to invite the Young Master to attend the birthday ceremony of the Third Emperor next month."

After taking the invitation, he looked at it casually, and he returned it back with his back: "Uncle Ren, you can just come forward with such a thing, why bother let me go?"

"No, Young Master," Zhang Ren refused: "In the past, the young master was ill, and he was approved by the old lady. The old slave used the title of Zhang family to participate. Now the young master's illness has been cured. This kind of thing needs to be done by himself!"

Zhang Yao felt a headache when he heard this. He used to be sick and lived a leisurely life. Now that he has recovered from the illness, he has come to his house for various miscellaneous things. He wanted to close the door and stay at home for leisure, but the old lady refused. He wanted to cultivate his grandson into a pillar of talent, even if he didn't succeed, he could not turn into a rotten wood in the future.

"Uncle Ren, do I have to go?"

Zhang Ren nodded and advised with kind words: "If the young master doesn't like this kind of occasion, he just needs to show his face and find an excuse to leave. Even if others know, they have nothing to say."

"Okay, just do it according to Uncle Ren's wishes!" Zhang Yao stopped here, remembered that he came alone, and then asked, "Where is Brother Ming? If he is fine that day, I will take him with me?"

Ming Ge'er is Zhang Ren's son. At the end of next month, his name will be written into the genealogy. In the future, he will be brothers of the same clan with Zhang Yao. He will take Ming Ge'er to attend the birthday ceremony of the Three Emperors. First, he will make this matter sound in advance so that he will not appear hasty. Second, he will also cultivate Ming Ge'er and educate him to start with the baby. He is just ten years old this year, which is the golden age for accepting new things.

Zhang Ren had originally disagreed a little, but Zhang Yao persuaded him again and again, but he had no choice but to say solemnly: "I thank the young master for his support on behalf of Ming'er!"

When he arrived at the gate, he didn't see Zhang Biao. Zhang Yao felt strange. After walking out of the gate, he saw that this guy was hiding under the willow tree not far away from the opposite side. He looked like a bear. He stood on tiptoe and looked at him from time to time. After seeing Zhang Yao, he hurriedly waved his hand.

"Why are you here?"

When Zhang Biao heard the young master ask, he chuckled: "The weather is stuffy and there are shade here, it's cool."

This answer is nothing wrong. Just seeing his heartless appearance, Zhang Yao subconsciously asked: "Aren't you worried about Zhang Hu?"

Zhang Biao scratched his head and answered simply: "Zhang Hu is my younger brother, of course I am worried, but I also know that with the young master here, he will not have anything to do!"

The resolute and decisive sentence in the latter sentence made Zhang Yao look at him more, and he thought to himself that this guy is a sensible person. Compared to Zhang Hu, who has muscles on his upper body, he is obviously much more brainy.

The prefecture was built on Taihu Lake and expanded three times in total. The water veins in the city are well developed and river networks are spread out. The double chessboard pattern is arranged in parallel with water and land, and the river street is adjacent to each other. The entire city is in a moon shape. In private, it is divided into four urban areas: southeast, west and north. The north is mostly inhabited by dignitaries and nobles. The Feng Shui pattern faces north and south, with Qian as the north and Kun as the south. Therefore, anyone with ability has to put his home in the north city, and most of the state offices are here.

The East City is covered with purple air from the east, and the School of the School of the Prefecture is here. In addition, the Qinlou Chuguan wine shop is not the same as the main street, and it is the first place to enjoy the city. The West City is backed by Taihu Lake and connected with the Jingzhou Canal. The water transportation is well developed and the rice is thousands of miles away. Most wealthy businessmen and businessmen live here, and the daily transfer of goods is circulated, which is a silver that ordinary people can never imagine in their lifetime.

As for the last Nancheng, it is a place where ordinary people live. Seventy percent of the people in the city are here. There are at least three or five households in the north city, and at most more than a dozen households. However, there are often more than a hundred households in the south city, and more than two or three hundred.

Today, the government office is the same as usual. When the officials who were almost greeting each other and walked towards each other with official steps, the three government chiefs had already prepared official documents early and waited for the prefect and the magistrate to arrive, and came forward to report their work one by one.

Those who are keen minds find that the atmosphere is strange, and the source is the three masters of the palace. However, their expressions are calm, which is no different from the past. They can't see any clues, so they can only shake their heads and smile secretly at themselves.

"Master Zhou, Master Qin, Lord Zhang," Chang Dian, who was running around the government office, rushed over and bowed and said hurriedly: "Master Gong is feeling cold and needs to be at home in the next few days. Master Tongzong went to various counties yesterday to inspect taxes and labor service, and was not in the city. Before leaving, he specifically explained that all matters will be handled by the three masters at full power. If you encounter something that cannot be decided, you can decide!"

He subconsciously looked at each other, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident. Master Zhou coughed lightly and said lightly: "Mr. Qin, Lord Zhang, since the prefect and the magistrate are not here, how about we behave as usual?"

The three prefecture ministers were divided into three factions. Lord Zhou was favored by the prefect Chen Lun, and Lord Zhang was a classmate of the magistrate Du Jian. The remaining Lord Qin was explicitly impartial and impartial, but in fact he was an old official, and he refused to bet easily.

"What Lord Zhou said is," Mr. Qin quickly echoed: "The affairs of this prefecture are complicated and complicated. I often can't finish it until late at night. I won't be with the two adults now, so I will say goodbye!"

Looking at Lord Qin's back as he walked away, the remaining two looked at me and I looked at you. One of them was a rare bowing hand to each other. In the surprised gaze of Dian Li, he turned around and returned to his room.

Lord Qin said before that the affairs of the prefectures were complicated and complicated, and this is true. In this dynasty, six houses were set up under the government offices, and each prefecture was responsible for two houses. From disaster relief and food to neighbors, everything needed to be handled impartially. There were 80,000 to 90,000 families in Suzhou alone, and only a dozen officials of all sizes were only a dozen. In addition, each county asked for documents to communicate with other prefectures every month. If it was a machine that did everything himself, even if it was a machine that did not eat or drink, it would be exhausted in the end.

This is the reality, so the local clan forces are strong. As the saying goes, the people will not sue the officials and do not investigate. All trivial matters are handled by the clan. The government has always turned a blind eye. They need the help of the gentry and fellow villagers to manage the people under their control. They also need to be wary of the other party's forces becoming bigger and the end of the end. The official must grasp the right position himself. If it causes public grievances and loses the official affairs, it is afraid that it will also cause your own life.

Back in the room, the official official brought the official document today. Half an hour later, he saw Lord Zhang holding a teacup in his hand, his eyes were dull, and there seemed to be a hint of restlessness between his eyebrows. He stretched his head out of the window from time to time, and didn't know what he was waiting for. The same scene also occurred in the rooms of the two other officials, but the situation was different. Lord Zhou kept walking in the house and ordered everyone not to disturb him. Lord Qin was in a daze at a document and was not able to write it for a long time.

Just halfway through Chen Shi, a large number of people came to the government office. The yamen runners guarding the door were shocked. Without waiting to step forward to scold them, one of them came out of them. Under everyone's gaze, they walked to the cowhide drum placed on the left. Under the horrified eyes of the yamen runners, they picked up the drumsticks and knocked them heavily.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...

When the government office heard the sound of drums, all the officials in the house were shocked. The drum was famous and called "The Drum of Injustice". It must be played easily if there is a shocking injustice. Once it sounded, the mansion must be opened to the hall. The last time the drum was heard was several years ago. The prefect of Suzhou was Zhou Xiang, and the Zhang family beat the drum!
Chapter completed!