After seeing off Qin'er, the youngest sister and Fei Erye, Han Xiufeng was planning to go to the garrison office to see how Zhang Qingyu's funeral was prepared. Yi Bing, the chief officer of the camp affairs office who was supposed to help with the funeral, actually came to say that Zhang Qingyu was originally the eighth-rank foreign commissioner, and was just promoted to the chief officer by the school a few days ago. In Gu'an, there were neither immediate relatives to help organize the funeral nor receive the money. According to the rules, the governor should report to the governor, and the governor appointed officials to preside over the funeral.

After Xi Yibing said this, Han Xiufeng remembered that the brothers brought out from Hai'an are now all official.

Although the general manager is only the seventh rank, he is also a court official. If a court official dies, he naturally cannot treat him as much as an ordinary soldier dies. He can only follow his good deeds and ask Xi Yibing to quickly draw a document and report to Wu Tingdong first.

Zhili only had a governor, but no governor, so just as he was waiting for Wu Tingdong to report to the new governor Gui Liang, who was far away in Baoding, Wu Tingdong, who received the official documents, sent him to go to the road office.

Wu Tingdong was acting as a Zhili Censor, and he was very glorious during this period. I don’t know how many civil and military officials went to see him. Han Xiufeng didn’t want to join in the fun, so he went to celebrate the day when Wu Tingdong came back from the capital and never went there again. Now Wu Tingdong sent someone to summon him, so he could only go to see him with his teeth.

I rode a fast horse to the road office, and the yamen was full of sedan chairs just like when I came last time. The restaurant on the east side of the schoolyard was full of people, including officials of all sizes and big and small in official uniforms.

Han Xiufeng looked at him curiously, turned over and got off the horse and stuffed the reins to Chen Buxian, who was accompanying him. He was about to use the famous post to find the door when Wu Tingdong's family member Wu Fu ran out and said, "Master Han, you are here so fast!"

"Your master summons you, do I dare to delay?"

Wu Fu has heard Wu Tingdong talk about Han Xiufeng a lot, and he is very clear that Han Xiufeng is different from those officials waiting to be summoned. He bowed and said, "Look at what you said, the young one has no other meaning. The young one wants to say that the adults are in the hall to make a case. You may have to wait a while."

The inspector is in charge of the criminal name of a province. All major cases of Zhili prefectures and prefectures must be reported here. If problems are found in the case files reported by each prefecture, they either reject the orders of the prefectures and prefectures to re-examination, or order the prefectures to send all the criminals and their personal evidence to personally examine. Only when they are confirmed to be fine can they be submitted to the Zhili Governor's Office in Baoding before the end of July, and then they will be held together with the Zhili Governor and the Zhili Governor's Administrator to the Ministry of Justice.

Zhili is so big that I don’t know how many major cases of the prison sentence and the execution of the prison case will occur in a year. If someone else is a censor, it may not be able to deal with it. Even if you can handle it, the friends who are proficient in the name of punishment will have to hire at least a dozen or twenty. But Han Xiufeng knew very well that this would not be difficult for Wu Tingdong, because Wu Tingdong came from the Ministry of Justice, which is the general assembly of the world's criminal name. For Wu Tingdong, it is easier to determine cases than to manage rivers.

Thinking that the case was not a trivial matter, Han Xiufeng simply stopped and looked at the officials sitting diagonally in the restaurant waiting to be summoned. He asked curiously: "Wu Fu, what case is so urgent? Your elders have to come to make it happen in person?"

"The Nilun case is not one, but many. Either my son beat me to death, my brother beat me to death, and a disobedient woman pushed my mother-in-law into a well and drowned!"

"So many unconventional cases?" Han Xiufeng was shocked.

"Precisely because of the many things, the National Taiwan Master is worried that the emperor will blame him, so he specially sent someone to ask my grandfather to go through it one by one."

"The National Taiwan Master has just taken office, and even if there are too many cases of Nilun, it doesn't matter to him."

"Master Han, this is the reason, but the adults in Beijing will not control whether the National Taiwan University and my family have just taken office. If they know that there are so many unconventional cases in Zhili, they will definitely use the people's customs and educate them."

"If someone really says it, it's not that I don't know that all this is not the fault of the National Taiwan Master and your family, but that I see that the National Taiwan Master and your family are jealous."

"Master Han, you are right." Wu Fu smiled and bowed to ask Han Xiufeng to go to the doorman to sit for a while.

Han Xiufeng followed into the doorman, thought about it and turned around and said, "There are many people waiting to be summoned today."

Wu Fu made tea and smiled, "Why are you waiting to summon me? My elders don't have time to see them."

"That's asking for a meeting?"

"It's not a question of asking for a meeting. Mr. Han, you haven't come these days. Since my family's grandfather acted as a censor, not only did the former officials from the censor's yamen come, but the National Taiwan National Monetary University also sent more than 40 alternate officials waiting for the commission to be prosecuted in Baoding for listening. The rich rented them in the city, and the poor lived in the village. Regardless of whether the yamen is in trouble or not, whether my grandfather has summoned them, they come every day."

"A little over forty!" Han Xiufeng felt incredible.

Wu Fu was no longer surprised, and even said with a clear understanding: "Two alternate roads, five alternate prefects, alternate co-magistrates, alternate general magistrates, alternate prefects, alternate county magistrates, alternate prefects, alternate patrol and alternate prefects, I can't remember the name clearly, and I can't match the title."

Han Xiufeng was so happy that he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's true that the master of Taiwan is here to get so many alternate officials at once. How can you arrange it?"

"I heard from my master that the National Taiwan Master has no choice. If you want to talk about alternate officials, there are more people in Baoding. It is said that one of them starved to death last month. Seeing that they were pitiful, the National Taiwan Master distributed them to the various yamen to see if they could give them a commission, even if they were asked to do the commission once a year."

Han Xiufeng reacted and stared at him and asked, "Wu Fu, your master called me to come. Could it be that he was planning to stuff a few alternate officials in the river hall?"

"I know I can't hide it from you!" Wu Fu scratched his neck and explained embarrassingly: "The alternate official is also an official. This is a messy army, and it's nothing to starve the people to death. If even the official is starved to death, how unpleasant it will be? Besides, the court wants to quell the rebellion, and there is no need to lose food and money. If someone spends money to donate the official, not only will it not be able to make up for the vacancies, but it will not even be able to make up for the vacancies in the future, but who will be willing to donate the case?"

"Not only can't you watch those alternate officials starve to death, but you also have to nod your hopes to those who plan to donate but have not paid yet?"

"Absolutely, my elders said so too." Wu Fu smiled and continued: "My elders have sent eight to the North Bank Hall and twelve to the Shijingshan Hall and the Triangle Hall. You have to arrange four to the other side."

"Can my South Bank Hall compare with the North Bank Hall? My South Bank Hall is now a military camp!"

"So my master is only going to send you four," Wu Fu was waiting for Han Xiufeng to talk about this just now, and he took out a document from his sleeve: "Master Han, didn't you send someone to report to the death of illness in the morning? My master said that the Heying camp is not as good as the green camps in other towns, and you don't need to report to the Taiwan Department for funeral management. He also said that the camp affairs cannot be delayed because of this. You can recommend this person to the vacant shortage that has just been vacant."

"I will help your elders support four alternate officials, and your elders help our school to pick up a general manager?"

"Master Han, those alternate officials are not as difficult as you think. You don't have to worry about them at all. Just give them one or two subsidies, which can make them earn a few bucks and prevent them from starving to death."

Thinking that Yongxiang went to the infantry commander's office and even the little one picked up. No one was growing the twenty acres of land he had rented before. Han Xiufeng asked with a smile: "Can they go to farm?"

"What's wrong with it? Don't say you can let them farm, you can just ask them to pick up manure, just don't starve to death."

"What if they don't?"

"Then I can't blame you, and I can't blame my elders. It's not that you and my elders don't give them a way out, but that they don't cherish it themselves."

"Then let's make it. As for the lack of Zhang Qingyu's vacancy, let the foreign member Ge Erxiao take over. The extra member Chen Buxun gave up. In this way, the extra member Chen is vacant. I'll go back and think about who is appropriate. After thinking about it, I'll send someone to send their resumes."

"Master Han, my master just said that he could help the school to pull out a general manager..."

"Your adults said that you can't delay the camp. You don't know that one radish and one pit, and you have to make up for the empty pit when you pull the radish." Han Xiufeng thought that this transaction would be good, but he didn't want to have a long night dream, so he stood up and said, "I don't know how long your adults will be terminated in this case. If there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

Wu Fu didn't dare to make a decision without authorization to pick up three or four military officers at once. Just as he didn't know what to say, Han Xiufeng had already strode out of the road office and signaled Chen Bushe, who was guarding the side, to lead the horse over.

Wu Fu was anxious and could only run to the horseside and said, "Master Han, why not like this, you should take the four alternate masters back first. I will report to my parents about the school removal later."

"That's fine, you go and shout."

"You wait, I'll come."

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, Wu Fu led four civil servants from the restaurant. The oldest was in his fifties and the youngest was in his forties. Just as he was about to take a closer look at the patches on their chests, an alternate official bowed and said, "The 19th year of the Daoguang period in the Xiaguan, and the alternate official of Zhili, Gao Yunfeng, paid a visit to Mr. Han."

"Li Hui, the deputy general magistrate of Zhili, paid homage to Mr. Han!"

"Ding Huixian, the deputy magistrate of Zhili, paid a visit to Mr. Han."

"Secretary...Secretary Li Zhili alternate inspector...Li Xiaosheng greeted him and met Mr. Han."

Li Xiaosheng's official uniform is the oldest, dressed the most shabby, with a pale face and a thin skin. He knew he was very poor at first glance. After finally waiting for an errand, he was so excited that he was incoherent.

Seeing them excited, Han Xiufeng suddenly thought of himself. He secretly thought that even if he had no support from his fellow villagers, it would not be so easy to make up for the vacancies, even if he wanted to work as a commissioner, maybe he would really be a candidate for more than ten or twenty years. Once he was distributed to the vacancies, he would not be able to return to his hometown without permission, and he might really starve to death.

Because of this, Han Xiufeng felt a little sympathetic to them and bowed and bowed and bowed and bowed: "Everyone, I just died of illness in this official camp. I want to rush back to handle the funeral. I don't have many polite words. You guys go back to pack your luggage..."
Chapter completed!