Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

As soon as it got dark, the county government courtyard was already packed with people.

Xiao He was efficient; as soon as the news spread, all the officials, big and small, from the entire county rushed over.

The county magistrate, the county commandant, the clerks of various departments, as well as the village officials and the heads of various pavilions, stood there in a dense crowd of forty or fifty people.

Torches were lit in the courtyard, their orange-red flames flickering and casting shifting light on everyone's faces.

Liu Ji squeezed to the very back, arms crossed, looking completely indifferent.

He didn't want to come at all.

A mere village head has a mountain of problems to deal with; there's no need for him to come all the way here late at night to listen to the new magistrate's lecture.

However, Xiao He specifically conveyed a message that Lord Song required all the pavilion chiefs to be present.

Liu Ji clicked his tongue and had no choice but to obediently come over.

He was very curious: he wondered what this young county magistrate was up to.

At this moment, Song also came out of the courtroom, wearing only a dark robe, tied with a leather belt, and his hair was neatly combed.

The talking in the courtyard gradually stopped, leaving only the crackling sound of torches burning.

Song stood on the steps and glanced indifferently at everyone.

The audience was silent.

She spoke, her voice not loud, but clear enough to reach everyone's ears: "I called you all here tonight to say one thing."

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"From today onwards, I hope that all comrades will fulfill their duties in their respective positions."

"Since you're in this position and receiving this salary, you have to work hard. If anyone thinks being an employee is just about slacking off, being lazy, or doing a perfunctory job—"

She paused, her gaze landing precisely on Liu Ji, who was leaning against the wall in the back row. "Don't blame me for being disrespectful."

Liu Ji was leaning against the wall, his expression originally nonchalant, but he tensed up when he was looked at, and subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.

Damn it, why does it feel like those words were directed at him?

How long has the other party been here? They already know what kind of person Liu Ji is on their very first day in office? That can't be right.

Liu Ji still had that same smiling face, but his toes were already digging into his shoes.

Was it just his imagination?

It must be an illusion!

Song also withdrew his gaze and continued, "I'm not deliberately making things difficult for anyone or targeting anyone."

This applies to all of you.

"From now on, the heads of each pavilion will be assessed at the end of each month. I will also conduct inspections in the countryside at any time. Anyone who leaves their post without permission or tries to slack off will be punished—" She didn't finish her sentence, but her words were full of deterrence, and everyone understood what she meant.

The officials exchanged glances, all understanding that the new magistrate was not to be fooled.

Xiao He stood behind Song Ye, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Fortunately, the new leader is genuinely interested in doing things, and is not greedy, opportunistic, or just coasting along. This is a blessing for the people of Pei County.

But he was also a little worried that Lord Song might be too rigid in his personality and too blunt in his speech, which might cause resentment among the seasoned veterans under him.

But Song didn't care about all that. He could be unhappy inside, as long as he didn't show it. He simply said, "Everyone disperse. Tomorrow, everyone do your job well!"

"yes--"

After the meeting, the crowd surged toward the entrance of the county government building.

Liu Ji, tucked into the crowd, tucked his hands into his sleeves and crouched low as he tried to slip out. Just as he was about to step out the door, someone grabbed the back of his neck.

"Liu Ji, wait a minute." Xiao He's voice came softly from behind.

Liu Ji shrank back, and was pulled back.

He turned his head, a smug smile plastered on his face: "Oh, Xiao Gongcao, you haven't left yet?"

Xiao He released his grip, straightened his sleeves, and looked at him expressionlessly: "I have something to say to you."

Liu Ji's heart skipped a beat, but he still smiled and said, "Go ahead and say it, we're like brothers."

Xiao He didn't beat around the bush, lowering his voice: "Did you hear what Lord Song said just now?"

"I heard you, I heard you, not a word was missed." Liu Ji nodded vigorously. "Do your job well, don't slack off or be lazy. My ears are still sharp when it comes to the end-of-month assessment."

"Did you even listen to what I said?"

Liu Ji blinked: "I listened to everything, every word was to my liking."

Xiao He stared at him for two seconds: "I meant to touch the heart."

"...It has touched my heart too."

Xiao He took a deep breath, leaned forward half a step, and lowered his voice even further: "Liu Ji, let me tell you the truth. This Lord Song is different from the previous one. You should put away your lazy, slacking, and drinking habits."

"Didn't you notice that glance she gave you just now?"

Liu Ji's smile froze for a fraction of a second before returning: "Looking at me? You must be mistaken. Lord Song was surveying the entire room, surveying the entire room, don't you understand?"

"When leaders speak, they always make sure their eyes reach out to everyone. That's called... that's called... spreading the rain and dew evenly."

Xiao He: "..."

God's rain falls on everyone.

"You used the wrong word." Xiao He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Just keep that in mind. Don't get caught out, or I can't protect you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Ji's shoulders slumped instantly, his face filled with utter despair: "Old Xiao, do you also think that Lord Song's words were specifically aimed at me?"

Xiao He remained silent for two seconds.

These two seconds are longer than the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn.

Liu Ji's eyes widened: "Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you silent?!"

"No, I was just thinking about how to phrase it," Xiao He said without changing his expression.

"You have!"

"I don't."

"You have!!"

Xiao He ignored him, turned and walked into the county government building. After taking two steps, he stopped again without turning his head: "Remember my words, don't become the chicken that Magistrate Song uses to make an example of."

Liu Ji: "..."

Cao Can, who had appeared out of nowhere, leaned over and whispered, "What did Xiao Gong Cao say to you?"

Liu Ji waved his hand and walked out listlessly: "It's nothing, they just wished me a Happy New Year in advance."

Cao Shen looked completely bewildered: "What year? It's only late spring."

Liu Ji didn't reply, but looked up at the sky.

The moon hangs in the sky, round and bright.

Suddenly, I realized that the days ahead wouldn't be as carefree and leisurely as before.

the other side.

Song had only gone halfway when Old Zhao rushed over to report that the man he had rescued the day before had woken up.

She paused, then immediately turned around and headed towards the side room where the man was being housed.

As soon as I approached the door, I heard a slight noise coming from inside.

Song Ye pushed open the door and looked around in the dim light. The man on the bed had already sat up, his long hair was disheveled, but his eyes were clear and sharp as he warily surveyed his surroundings.

Hearing the noise, he turned to look at Song Ye who had entered, his brows furrowed with wariness.

"You're awake?"

Zhang Liang remained silent for a moment, his gaze lingering on the newcomer's face for a long time, before his voice became hoarse and dry: "Thank you for your rescue, young master. May I ask where this place is?"