How to make a famous minister

Chongzhen four years, the beginning of the year.

The weather is very cold, but fortunately, Fan Xuanchao has adapted to the life without heating in winter over the years, so naturally he will not suffer from coming to the south from the north.

There was no heating anywhere anyway.

Just after the Chinese New Year this year, before spring even started, Fan Xuanchao was promoted to be the deputy imperial envoy, a third-rank official.It sounds wonderful, but if the additional requirement of Fujiang River is added, the effect will be a bit...subtle.

As soon as Zhang Weixian heard that he was going to caress Jiangnan, he immediately found him and told him: "I would like to protect you after seeing the emperor, so you just go and have a look. Listen more and watch more, and less point fingers."

Fan Xuanchao didn't answer, but asked instead: "Uncle, do you still remember what Uncle said to me in this study before I became an official in Jingjiang County?"

Zhang Weixian was taken aback, many years had passed, but Fan Xuanchao suddenly mentioned this matter, which caught him off guard.

"My nephew said back then, 'When I am an official, I do things for the people with my conscience; when I plan for the country, I just look at the country's worries.' Now, it's time to fulfill my promise."

Fan Xuanchao looked at Zhang Weixian, he was old, his temples were gray, and his eyes were not as piercing as before.Looking back at myself, the kid who could only speak empty slogans back then also has a down-to-earth plan.

"This time Fu Jiangnan, I begged the emperor. Since I am going, I will make a result. I will never be perfunctory, and I will bear the emperor's grace."

Don't fail the emperor's favor.

Aiqing, don't let me down.

However, on the first day of this year, you made the eldest son of the emperor the crown prince.

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Fan Xuan let out a long breath of foul air, watching the white mist dissipate in the air.It seems that the depression in my heart has also dissipated.

Rather he bears me, I will not bear him.

"My lord, Hangzhou is here." Jing Lou bowed behind him.Both Jing Chuan and Jing Lou have already married wives and had children, even Jing Zhe is married, and the only maid who stays with him now is Xiao Man who is married to Jing Lou.

Now the two of them, husband and wife, serve him together, and there is no need for extra staff. Fan Xuanchao is already used to such a simple arrangement.

Although Jing Chuan was loyal, Fan Xuanchao thought that his wife was about to give birth, so he left him in the capital.

Alas, it's good to stay, but he doesn't know how he will be treated here.Jinglou and Xiaoman who are following him now are the dangerous ones.

The task Zhu Youjian assigned to him was to collect the taxes of the rich merchants in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan's business is prosperous, and the commercial tax is extremely heavy. Logically speaking, it should bear a large part of the treasury's taxation tasks.However, Jiangnan has been confiscating the tax money for many years.

After Zhu Youjian came to power, he did not abolish the

The reason they were looking for was very complicated, but Zhu Youjian only saw the most important one.Jiangnan is the stronghold of the Donglin Party.

A little closer, that is, Donglin Academy in Wuxi, Jiangsu, is the stronghold of the Donglin Party.

Those rich families in the south of the Yangtze River who escaped taxation, who are the backers behind them, are already clear.

"Hangzhou is here." Fan Xuanchao felt lost. There were already officials waiting along the road. Those people stood at the end of the snowy road. Their faces were hidden in the darkness, and only some outlines could be seen vaguely.

Looking back to the north for the last time, Fan Xuanchao immediately met the vanguard army of representatives of the literati class.

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When receiving the news, prefect Lin almost scolded his mother.You said why did your central officials not let this guy stay in the capital, but insisted on letting him down?

It's not that Fan Xuanchao has any great achievements. After all, the only thing he can do is Jingjiang County's disaster relief at that time.

The successive promotions over the years, it seems that there are some reception missions, excellent assessments, etc., to put it bluntly, it is Emperor Chongzhen who is taking care of him.

But just because he was the most confidant official of Emperor Chongzhen, the purpose of sending him here is naturally obvious.

And what method he will use to rectify the administration of Jiangnan officials is really hard to guess.

However, it is said that the emperor gave him a Shangfang sword.

Zhifu Lin touched the back of his cold neck, only to realize that it was not twisted properly, so he stretched out his hand to straighten it, and then he felt a little warm.

"The rice in your granaries..."

An official below hurriedly said: "It's changed, it's changed. The food industry has cooperated."

"The depletion of the public bank..."

"Restrain the family..."

"Dedication..."

One by one, one by one, seemed to be arranged very well, and Zhifu Lin heaved a sigh of relief.After thinking about it carefully, it seems that nothing has been discovered.

Only then can I sleep peacefully tonight, only waiting for Fan Xuanchao, the deputy capital envoy, to arrive tomorrow.

But they waited from morning to dusk on the second day, only to see Master Fan's convoy approaching slowly.Prefect Lin stomped his feet, knowing that Mr. Fan's motorcade should arrive in the morning, but for some reason, it didn't arrive until it was almost dark.

Fortunately, they waited until noon, and got impatient, so they booked a teahouse first, and waited while having tea, and then sent official messengers to meet them.

Otherwise, if you really wait for a day in this ice and snow, you will fall ill.

They were looking forward to it, wondering how to make this very favored Lord by His Majesty's side come with high spirits and leave with a full load; or let him come with ambitions and leave with a disheveled face.

It depends on how he chooses, Lin Zhifu thought proudly.With last night's meeting at the bottom, he really has some confidence today.

I saw the tall horse pulling a half-new and half-old carriage slowly coming. The horse looked like a good horse, tall and steady, and walked on the pipeline without shaking the cart.

It's just...too slow.

Ever since he watched them, Zhifu Lin has been looking forward to and looking forward to, wishing he could walk over by himself, maybe he can meet them soon.

When the carriage arrived, it was already dark, and torches were lit on the side of the road.With the light of the flickering fire, prefect Lin led a group of officials to salute.

"Greetings, Mr. Fan." Zhifu Lin said, feeling very dissatisfied with this deputy capital envoy, why didn't you get out of the car when I saluted you?

"My lord is exhausted, my servant has already arranged a feast..."

"Fan thanked Mr. Lin for his kindness...cough cough, but...cough cough, I occasionally catch a cold on the road and feel weak."

Hearing this voice, Zhifu Lin became hoarse, and coughed earth-shatteringly, as if he wanted to cough a hole out of his trachea.

"It's because the official didn't think carefully, why don't you go to the official residence to rest first, and the official will send someone to see the doctor right away?"

"Alright."

Fan Xuanchao opened his eyes, Xiaoman blinked at him, smiled slyly, Fan Xuanchao silently gave a thumbs up.

When they got there, the carriage stopped.Governor Lin fawned over him and helped him out of the car. Fan Xuanchao wrapped himself up tightly and held Zhifu Lin's hand with one hand.

Prefect Lin shouted: "My lord, you have a fever! Your palms are so hot!"

Fan Xuanchao coughed twice, shook his head, was supported by his maid, and went in directly.

At this time, Fan Xuanchao's valet said: "Prefect Lin, my lord has been on fire since last night, so he rushed to Hangzhou just to avoid delaying the trip. It's just that he is sick, so please ask Lin The magistrate first invites a powerful doctor to come and take a look at it for my lord."

"It's natural." Prefect Lin patted his chest and promised that he would definitely find the best doctor in Hangzhou to treat Fan Xuanchao until he was satisfied.