To rectify the official atmosphere and restrain the domineering clerks, this is the second fire burned after Ma Mingfeng took office. This fire burned very vigorously, not only burning Li Jing, who committed the crime, but also burning the eyes of the yamen runners. They knew that the prefect could forgive the mistakes they made in the past, but they would never allow mistakes in the future. Some yamen runners who had committed suicide were even voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise, and some were willing to donate money and food to atone for their sins.

All of these Ma Mingfeng accepted them and made a show of harmony with each other. The entire Kaifeng Prefecture now looks peaceful.

However, Ma Mingfeng knew that all this was actually just the beginning, not a problem with the yamen atmosphere, but the beginning of his drastic work, because only by rectifying the discipline, making the people feel good and making the yamen runners afraid, his measures can be promoted.

The first thing Ma Mingfeng did next was to call for money and grain, because his Kaifeng Prefecture was responsible for the task of transporting materials and weapons to Kaifeng Guards. This task might not be so important in normal times. However, as the thief army became more and more powerful and the arrogance became more and more arrogant, this task became very urgent. Although the governor, the governor and the inspector did not care much about this, and the commander was used to it, Ma Mingfeng knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer.

The matter of raising money and grain was first started in Kaifeng Prefecture. At the beginning, the main ones raised money were the clerks who made mistakes. They knew that the mistakes made in the past were quite serious. Although the prefect promised not to move them now, they would inevitably not move in the future. So they took the initiative to donate money and grain to offset the old past.

However, these people are only a few after all, and the money and grain donated are also a small amount. The total price is estimated to be only a few thousand taels of silver, which is still far from the target.

Ma Mingfeng's goal is to initially meet the maintenance and replacement costs of the soldiers' autumn clothes and weapons and equipment, and then prepare winter clothes. The estimated total price should be around 30,000 taels of silver. If the deficits in the major grain warehouses in the city are filled, the estimated total price should be around 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver.

Moreover, Ma Mingfeng knew that these were not enough. He was familiar with history and knew what kind of disasters would happen to Kaifeng in the next one or two years?

He must accumulate enough money, food and supplies to deal with it before the disaster comes.

At this time, we cannot make money by starting a mining factory, so we can only focus on production and fundraising by accumulating money and grain.

As for catching production, this is not very realistic. This year, I just suffered two plagues of drought and locusts. Although the crops in the fields were preserved, it would be good to obtain half of the original yield. If half of the original yield was in war, it would probably not be enough for one or two months to consume. Moreover, part of the food produced was controlled by the farmers themselves, and the government could not forcibly take it from them.

Therefore, for the sake of the present, the fastest and most effective way is not to launch fundraising.

But for no reason, and just experienced a famine, who would donate money and food?

So after Ma Mingfeng proposed to raise funds, almost no one would be optimistic, thinking that this matter would end up with a slight start.

Ma Mingfeng naturally knew what these people were thinking, but he was already confident, so why bother to care?

On the next day, Ma Mingfeng summoned the gentry in Kaifeng City to the lobby of Kaifeng Prefecture to discuss the fundraising matter.

As a result, as expected, the gentry refused to give in and had no money, and the most money raised was only twenty taels of silver.

Ma Mingfeng looked at the gentry, smiled faintly, and then said to a fat man with big ears: "Zhang Yuanwai, I heard that your nephew Zhao Xiuwen accidentally injured someone three years ago. You took a trick to hide the truth and find someone to take the place to go to jail. Is there any such thing?"

When Mr. Zhang heard this, his expression changed, and then said loudly: "Master, the magistrate, the people are wronged. No such thing has ever happened. This must be someone who spreads rumors and slanders. Please check it out..."

Ma Mingfeng sneered and said, "Look at it clearly? The file of this case was still here, so I naturally investigated it clearly. Do you want me to reverse the case again?"

"Current, file? Didn't it burn?" Mr. Zhang murmured with incredible expression on his face.

But Ma Mingfeng said, "It was burned, just an explanation for those wronged and wronged people. It is to take care of your face. Do you think these files are really burned? Otherwise, you can take a look at it. Is it true? Or, if you think these files are impeccable and I cannot overturn the verdict, you can also think that this is not the case."

Mr. Zhang got the file with disbelief and looked at it carefully for a few seconds. His expression changed drastically. He knelt down on the ground and said to Ma Mingfeng: "Master, it's Caomin who is confused for a while. Caomin remembers that there are still two thousand taels of silver and ten thousand stones of wheat in my family. I am willing to donate these materials."

Ma Mingfeng nodded and said, "The magistrate's yamen is full of eyes. When your donation is fulfilled, it is very likely that someone will destroy the file."

"Caomin understands, Caomin understands, thank you, sir." Mr. Zhang looked at Ma Mingfeng with a grateful face, and secretly scolded Li Jing for being useless, leaving such a hidden danger.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanwai admitted to the gambling, Ma Mingfeng said, "Mr. Wang, your young master Wang Wude..."

A middle-aged man with a big belly stood up and said, "Master, the official is willing to donate 4,000 taels of silver and 20,000 stones of rice..."

Ma Mingfeng smiled with satisfaction, and then became famous again.

As a result, those who were named were respectfully expressed that they were willing to donate money and food.

In just one or two hours, Ma Mingfeng raised 30,000 taels of silver and 200,000 shi of grain, and completed more than half of the task of raising arms and grain.

In the following days, Ma Mingfeng continued to summon gentry from all over the country to Kaifeng Prefecture to discuss the fundraising matter. As a result, things went very smoothly. The total amount of silver collected reached 100,000 taels and the grain reached 500,000 shi. These materials were difficult to collect even in a prosperous year, not to mention that Kaifeng Prefecture had just experienced two plagues of drought and locusts?

Jiang Pingjie always felt that he was both civil and military, and had many wisdom and tricks, but now he was completely convinced by Ma Mingfeng. Even himself could never come up with such an idea. The prefect took this opportunity to attack the wealthy businessmen and gentry, and also raise a lot of money and grain to solve the military problems of Kaifeng Guards. At the same time, he also raised a large amount of food for the warehouse. It was like killing two birds with one stone. Such wisdom and tricks were still a lot worse.
Chapter completed!