"Okay, let's go in first." Zhao Xing didn't get angry immediately, just in case there was something hidden. Wouldn't it make him look very lackluster as a chief officer?

Zhang Zhong, Jiang Xi, and He Fengnian accompanied Zhao Xing into the Sinong Prison.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Zhao Xing frowned and looked at the sky.

Because it actually started to snow lightly in the sky, and it even fell into the Sinong Prison.

It is said that the internal magic circle of Si Nongjian cannot be affected by the weather, and if Si Nong is here, how can they let snow drift in?

Seeing this, Zhang Zhong explained: "Yuncheng Agricultural Supervisor has not been repaired for twenty years. Our ability is limited and we cannot determine the weather here, so what is happening outside is the same as what is inside..."

Zhao Xing frowned, but he didn't say anything, he just pointed at the sky.

Buzz~

A golden light shot up into the sky, swept away the wind and snow, and then flowed back to the sky.

The golden light spread, and a golden cloud quickly engulfed the surroundings, quickly occupying the sky.

Then a breeze blew across the ground, and the frost on the ground quickly dissipated.

There was even a hint of green outside the gate of Si Agricultural Supervision.

Zhang Zhong, Jiang Xi, and He Fengnian frowned.

Raise your hands to swallow the wind and snow, and spring will begin in a moment!

This new Mr. Zhao is very strong!

"Go in."

"yes."

The three of them became more respectful and followed Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing has a clear understanding of the organizational structure of agricultural supervisors at various levels.

It was his first time to be the agricultural supervisor in Yuncheng, but it seemed like he had been here countless times and he quickly found his place.

Dushui Palace.

He is Du Shui Ling, and this is his office.

Within the Si Agricultural Prison, whichever official position has the largest position is the most important.

Zhao Xing is from the seventh-grade Du Shui Order, so the Du Shui Supervisor also has the largest and most complex of buildings.

Zhang Zhong is the imperial magistrate of the capital and is an officer directly under Zhao Xing. He is also engaged in flood control work, but he is only from the eighth rank. It is said that he must have at least three assistant officers, one above the eighth rank and two below.

However, after entering the Capital Water Prison, they only saw a dozen ninth-grade peasants taking over their shifts.

Agricultural Supervisor Chang Jiang Xi is in charge of farming, but he is in the eighth grade.

He Fengnian, the Junshu Order, was responsible for transporting money and grain. He transported the collected tax grain to the capital from the eighth level.

The official positions and strengths of the three of them were very average, Zhao Xing could tell at a glance.

Only Jiang Xi has some foundation.

Arriving at the inner hall, Zhao Xing sat on the main seat of the main hall, accompanied by Long Xiao holding a sword.

The following three people formally met Zhao Xing according to the procedure.

But Zhao Xing didn't wake them up for a long time.

Mr. Zhao is really a little angry.

From the time he walked to the gate to the Capital Water Prison, at least a quarter of an hour passed.

This little time can't be said to be "busy with official duties" or "didn't receive the notice".

But so far, no one has come.

"Three gentlemen, the administrative specifications of Yuncheng's agricultural supervisors are lower-level counties. In addition to my seventh-rank official, it stands to reason that there should be sixty-six eighth-rank agricultural supervisors in each department."

"It's the sixth quarter of the twelfth lunar month, and the black and white shifts are on duty. Thirty-three eighth-grade officers should come to the office during the day."

"Even if we are busy with official duties today and have to go on duty outside, according to regulations, at least nine of the thirty-three people must be permanently stationed in the prison."

"Except for the three of you, where are the others?"

"You can't tell me that everyone has gone out to do things, right?"

Zhao Xing's perception was so sharp. After the Lichun Festival was launched and the cloud method was deployed, he immediately sensed that there were no other eighth-level people in the Sinong Prison.

Either these people are late for work, are lazy and corrupt in politics, and are usually like this.

Or he knew that he was coming and deliberately missed him to give himself a show of strength.

No matter what the situation was, Mr. Zhao couldn't be happy.

The atmosphere in the palace became a little depressing, and Zhang Zhong buried his head even lower.

"Sir, according to regulations, there should indeed be sixty-six eighth-grade agricultural supervisors in Yuncheng."

"However, a group of people were transferred last month, including the previous chief officers. Therefore, there are only 21 actual officers in Yuncheng's agricultural supervisory department."

"Twelve during the day, nine at night, and four each resident in the prison."

"Other people will lead teams to inspect the towns to inspect the weather and location."

After Zhao Xing heard this, he almost laughed out of anger.

Before, I was afraid of people holding me back, but now it's better, there are no people holding me back.

"Three adults, without courtesy, please sit down and talk."

The situation was different from what he imagined. Zhao Xing was angry and couldn't get angry at these three people, so he asked Zhang Zhong, Jiang Xi, and He Fengnian to take their seats.

"You said there are four permanent members of the black and white classes, but there is one more person?"

Zhao Xing remembered that there seemed to be loopholes in the words of the three people and asked immediately.

Before Zhang Zhong could reply, a trembling voice sounded outside the hall.

"I'm going to lower my post to Bao Wenshan and ask to see Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Xing took a closer look and saw a gray-haired old man on the steps outside, leaning on a staff and saluting. He looked like he was about to expire.

Zhang Zhong said softly: "Sir, Bao Wenshan is the fourth person."

Zhao Xing: "..."

When Bao Wenshan entered the palace, Zhao Xing stared at the old man, speechless for a long time.

I was really happy too early.

The current situation in Yuncheng is that the old are old, the weak are weak, and the people are walking away.

The mission of the third ring of the military world gave me a seventh-grade officer, and my feelings are like a bare-bones farmer!

This seventh-grade one was not only temporary, but also severely chopped several times.

The subordinate officers are less than one-third of the full staff, how can I do things by myself?

Isn't that exhausting?

When Bao Wenshan saw that Zhao Xing had not spoken for a long time, he quickly bowed and said: "Your Excellency has come a long way. I am sorry that my subordinates are not welcome from afar. Please forgive me, Your Excellency."

What's the crime? Just sit down.

Zhao Xing didn't care at all and let Bao Wenshan take his seat. This man was almost dying of old age and he didn't know how long he had stayed here.

The military community did not provide specific information on the organization of Yuncheng, so the difficulty should be here.

I just don’t know if there will be any replacements.

It should be replenished, right?

In any case, let's make peace with what happened. Zhao Xing quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to ask about the situation in Yuncheng.

Since the military community has not reported the situation, then these are things that he needs to take the initiative to understand and are part of the test.

Start by asking people.

"Zhang Zhong, do you know why there is such a large-scale transfer?"

Zhang Zhong hesitated for a moment, and Bao Wenshan, who was next to him, spoke first: "Sir, let me do the talking."

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Bowen Shan said: "It's not because of this large-scale transfer, it's because Yuncheng has always been in a situation of few people over the years."

"Why is this so?"

Bao Wenshan said: "Yuncheng is located on the border of Jiutian Yingyuan Prefecture. For two hundred years, there have been frequent harassments from foreign races."

"Xiaguan has been an official here for 136 years, and Yuncheng has been invaded by aliens for a total of 1,452 times."

"Twenty-five of them, Yuncheng was completely captured and fell into the hands of foreigners."

"There have been wars all year round, and if you defend it for a long time, you will lose it. As a result, the agricultural supervisor is always understaffed."

Zhao Xing frowned slightly. He understood why Bao Wenshan said it instead of Zhang Zhong. It meant that this man had no hope for a future and it didn't matter what he said.
To be continued...