“That’s a good suggestion, not only the county, it’s applicable to the yamen of each level, even the armies could adopt it. That’s kind of similar to censor’s job. But this method would be easier to accept. The civilians are the foundation of a kingdom. Whose words are more real and more reliable than theirs?
It was just a bickering between husband and husband, but unconsciously evolved into a serious discussion, and Yan Shengrui subconsciously revealed a prince’s side of worrying his people.
“The suggestion is good, but I am afraid that some officials will shield each other.”
Others may not understand, but the nine-year-old Chu Yan seemed to understand everything, and timely put forward his own views. Born in the imperial family, he knew the darkness of officialdom better than anyone else.
“Hehe…the higher title, the more severe punishment. Isn’t collective punishment very popular in any dynasty? As long as His Majesty personally issues an imperial decree to declare that those who shields each other or anyone who does illegal things using the complaint box, one would get his whole family beheaded. I don’t believe that someone would risk his whole family’s lives.”
When saying these words, Ling Jingxuan's line of sight was deeply looking at Chu Yan, if one day he really planned to take that position, he hoped he can learn more things, at least he should have the ability to protect himself, don't let others pull him off halfway.
Most people would be horrified to hear about the whole family beheading thing, but Chu Yan and Yan Shengrui just nodded approvingly, “maybe we can really hear a lot of different voices in the future...”
Halfway through the words, Yan Shengrui frowned. What's the future? Did he subconsciously want to regain his memories and return to the world where he belonged?
Ling Jingxuan lightly caught a glimpse of him, took a small sip of his tea, some things, it was not that he was not clear, he just didn’t want to say it clearly. Yan Shengrui’s identity had already been very obvious, and sooner or later he would have to go back, the only thing that worried him was that whether he would still stick to their relationship, and the answer to this question would soon be revealed, and he was also expecting it.
“It’s almost time. Jingpeng, you go with me this afternoon. Qingzi, you stay here to help me take care of the kids. Brother Zhao and Han, one of you two should go. Don’t forget to bring the money with you. If we could see Lord Magistrate smoothly, it’s quite possible we could go through the formalities in the afternoon.”
It was almost two in the afternoon, and the county yamen should have started to work at this time. As early as lunch time, he had already asked the water to prepare the carriage for them. It should be just right to go over at this time.
“Hmm, Brother Long, you go, this is our money, a total of three thousand taels, I have kept the changes, in order to hire people in the future.”
Han Fei nodded and felt out the money bag and handed it to him, inside of which was that three thousand taels of silver bank note he had already prepared long ago. When splitting the money for the first time, they received one thousand and nine hundred, and buying people and building walls cost them two hundred, the paddy field one hundred, and last time when Tiewa’s grandparents came to make a scene, having no choice, they gave them a hundred taels and stated they were no longer related and told them not to harass them again, and plus some daily expenses, finally only one thousand and four hundred was left. And for the second time they split the money, they received two thousand, in total, it was just enough for the land buying this time. To Ling Jingxuan, he was really rooting for him with his doing, since he almost took out all their savings to buy the half-saline land that couldn’t grow anything.
So far, at least, none of them except Ling Jingxuan was sure they can actually grow crops on the half-saline land.
“Well, since we rarely have a chance to come to the county, I will buy you something when I come back.”
Zhao Dalong took the money bag and carefully stuffed in the chest. A rough man, although not used to those sweet talks, still cared about his wife and kid.
pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ “Don’t. We don’t lack of anything. Don’t waste money. We still have to hire people to open up the wasteland with the few hundred taels left.”
Han Fei couldn’t help blushing while throwing him a stare. Zhao Dalong embarrassedly scratched his head, and felt so lucky that he had made the decision of marrying him from deep of his heart. The fact proved that he is indeed the best wife.
“Jingxuan, should I also buy you a hairpin or gold crown?”
Seeing that they were showing affections before them, Yan Shengrui patted on the small bun’s butt signaling him to get off, and then leaned over to whisper by Ling Jingxuan’s ear. Every time when they split the money, he would receive one hundred taels as changes, and he still didn’t know how to spend it.
“Do you think it's appropriate for me to use those things? If you have too much money, give it to me. I don't mind.”
Throwing him a stare, Ling Jingxuan helplessly shook his head, he could use neither a hairpin or a gold crown, instead of buying those flashy things, he’d rather him buy him two sheadlines or just buy a large sharp scissors and cut his hair short, then he didn’t have to spend time on taking care of it. Although since that day, it was he who had been taking of it for him.
“Hehe…really not appropriate, then I’ll buy something for our sons. When I come back in the evening, I will ‘send’ you something better.”
Throwing him a bad smile, Yan Shengrui echoed. His Jingxuan was suitable for high ponytail, no other hair style suited him. However, he suddenly thought a better thing to send to him.
“Oh? I'm looking forward to it.”
Giving him a peep, Ling Jingxuan pushed his head that was leaning against his shoulder away, got up and nodded at Zhao Dalong and Ling Jingpeng. As Ling Jingpeng was about to take up the grade wine prepared for the magistrate, Ling Jingxuan suddenly said, “No need. I thought about it. It’s not appropriate to send a gift for the first time we meet. If he gives us a briber crime on our head, that’d be bad. Forget about it this time. Next time we’ll send him.”
As a matter of fact, he had other uses for this jar of grade wine, so he could only say sorry to the magistrate.
“Hmm.”
For what he said, Ling Jingpeng had always take it like the imperial decree, and Zhao Dalong was not a man of many words, before they left, Ling Jingxuan told Yan Shengrui he must invite the shopkeeper of Baiyunge to Xinyuan before he came back, and finally left a kiss on the three buns’ faces.
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