Han Zong saw that Xu Ping hadn't spoken for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "General judgment, since last month, the prefectures and counties under Taipingzhai were ordered to arrest the fugitive Huang Conggui, there has been no news so far, and there are rumors outside. Whether this recital should be revealed or not, so as to stop the mouth of the people. ”

Xu Ping came back to his senses and said to Han Zong: "No need, you go and make arrangements with Duan Fang according to the chapter and make all kinds of preparations." These things are complicated to do, and they can't be done all at once. Of course, if someone asks, then tell them bluntly, and there is no need to hide it. ”

Han Zong nodded yes.

Xu Ping smiled and said: "If you go everywhere to unveil the list, it will make people think that I care about those rumors, and I will calm down as soon as there is news." I am a seven-grade official, so I don't make people laugh at it! ”

"Xia Guan was negligent, I didn't expect this layer. So I went to Duan Zhixian to discuss. ”

Han Zong didn't expect Xu Ping to think like this, but he seemed to think too much, and said goodbye and left in a hurry.

Xu Ping didn't want to think about it, in his opinion, this kind of thing is of course a matter of soldiers and horses, forcibly taking down the local officials in various places first, and then explaining it clearly to the people at the bottom to make it clear. Tell the local officials, isn't that a plot with the tiger, what will be the result of fighting this kind of mouth cannon.

In Xu Ping's previous life, under that kind of social conditions, it was not idyllic for a serf to sing, and it was better to leave his strength to deal with the next troubles than to talk to the slave owner about expanding the Ding.

Han Zong left, and Xu Ping paced lightly in front of the chair, thinking about the follow-up.

Such a radical change could never be accomplished by a single decree, and if the shackles of slavery that had been formed for thousands of years were to be broken, we must be prepared to face all kinds of difficulties.

It is necessary to be prepared for the thunderous means of dealing with them at the top, and there must be enough patience with the lower strata of society, and there must be enough strength to ensure this patience. The upper slave owners will inevitably fight back, and the lower classes will not immediately realize what this change means to them, and a large part of the population will be instigated.

Fortunately, Xu Ping was in charge of the Zuojiangdao area and faced far fewer difficulties.

Compared with Youjiang Province and other areas close to Yizhou, the Great Song Dynasty had a much deeper operation of the Zuojiang region, which was divided into four villages since the time of Taizong, and all prefectures and counties were included in the jurisdiction. More than a month ago, the local officials recruited by Xu Ping were under the management of the original Taiping Village, only Shen Dong was an exception, which originally belonged to Guwanzhai, and later was assigned to the rule of Taiping Village because of its close relationship with the sugar industry.

Among the four villages, Qianlongzhai is because of the remoteness of the place, the traffic is not smooth, and the management cost is too high, the Zhenzong Dynasty has actually given up, and the local officials there have the highest autonomy, and it is destined to be a headache for Xu Ping.

Another local official from here has returned to obedience, and the imperial court has increased many states and counties year by year, resulting in the big forces becoming smaller and smaller, and the climate is not formed. This method was skillfully used by the officials of the Central Dynasty, and it was skillfully used since the Han Dynasty cut the feudal domain, and now it is extremely proficient. Over time, the barbarian forces were divided into a small hill, and it was difficult to organize a force that could confront the imperial court.

For example, Guangyuan Prefecture, a place outside the law, where the power of the imperial court could not be extended, and the Nong family continued to annex, becoming more and more powerful, and becoming more and more independent.

In terms of Xu Ping's previous life, Tuzhou Tuxian and the same level as the county in the Zuojiang region are generally a township and a town, and a few large prefectures are equivalent to the counties of that era, of course, they are quite sparsely populated counties in that era. There are also quite a few that are only the size of a few villages, so you don't need to consider them at all.

Facing a plate of scattered local officials, Xu Ping thought that there was no need to build momentum, not to scare them, and it was best to make them not feel what kind of storm was coming. When the time is ripe, we can quickly solve it with lightning speed, and then calmly deal with the remaining problems.

"Official, what are you thinking?"

Hearing the voice, Xu Ping came back from his contemplation and saw Duan Yunjie standing not far away, looking at him with a smile. Dealing with ink when printing, her sleeves were rolled up, revealing her wrists as white as white jade, and a small stack of paper in her hands.

Xiuxiu stood behind Duan Yunjie, also holding a paper, with a blank expression, looking into the distance, she didn't know what she was thinking, and what was even more terrifying was that she might not have thought about anything in her heart.

Xu Ping smiled: "I'm thinking about some miscellaneous things." What, is it printed? ”

"I printed the book first, and the officials saw that there was nothing to change, so they printed it."

Xu Ping took the paper, glanced at it and said, "Let me go here first." Go print another set and send it to Han Zong, so that he can also take a look. ”

Duan Yunjie smiled: "Fortunately, I have already thought of it, Xiuxiu is not holding it in her hand." ”

After speaking, he took the paper in Xiuxiu's hand.

Xiuxiu obediently let go, waited for the paper to leave her hand, and suddenly spoke: "Sister Liu Xiaomei has been away for forty-nine days." ”

Duan Yunjie listened and shook her head impatiently. Xiuxiu is often like this these days, you ask her what time it is today, she doesn't know, and she pops up from time to time inexplicably, how many days has Liu Xiaomei left. It seems that since that day, there are no more years, months and days in Xiuxiu's world, and everything starts from that day.

Xu Ping's heart moved when he heard this, and said to Duan Yunjie: "Forty-nine days, then today is not the seventh day of the tail?" ”

"But no, alas, how did I forget."

Duan Yunjie patted her head, a little annoyed. After all, he is not his relatives, and he has been a little busy recently, and Duan Yunjie can't pay attention to all the details no matter how careful she is.

On this kind of day, you don't have to worry that Xiuxiu will make a mistake, sometimes she reports the time with the hour, which is not bad. She was in this state, and she didn't know how she could remember it so clearly.

Xu Ping said to Duan Yunjie: "You prepare, and we will pay tribute to my little sister in a while." ”

Duan Yunjie nodded, pulled Xiuxiu and turned away.

Xu Ping thought for a while, returned to his residence, went to the study to find pen and ink, unfolded the paper on the desk, frowned and pondered.

After a short time, Duan Yunjie and Xiuxiu found Xu Ping's room, and saw Xu Ping thinking hard at the desk, thinking about writing a few words for a while, and scribbling and changing them after reading for a while.

Duan Yunjie said: "What kind of splendid article is the official writing here? It's not too early. ”

Xu Ping added a few words to the paper, let out a sigh, put it down and said: "Write a sacrificial text for Liu Xiaomei, she is a slave for the barbarians, and she should be commemorated by others." ”

"That's what the officials said."

Duan Yunjie stepped forward and read the sacrificial text written by Xu Ping.

Xu Ping threw his head: "Time is in a hurry, I always feel that this article doesn't mean anything, you help me change it." ”

There is no politeness between the two of them, and it is common to change the article.

Duan Yunjie looked at it, thought for a while, and nodded: "It would be better to change a few things." ”

Xu Ping stood up and asked Duan Yunjie to sit down, only then did he notice Xiuxiu who was following behind. Xiuxiu cleaned up neatly, and carefully cleaned up all over her body, which has never happened in recent times. Xiuxiu's gaze was still stiff, but at this time, it was a little more dignified and serious.

Xiuxiu stood aside, watching Xu Ping and Duan Yunjie busy, silent, and their movements did not change, as if they were waiting for a sacred thing.

(I can't stand it, I can only write so much today, and I will make up for it later, readers forgive me.) ）