Chapter 15 Untitled
The second prince and Zi sit in the private room of the largest teahouse in Jintong City. The scenery of the private room is very good. Near the street, you can see half of the scenery of Jintong City. The refreshing aura in the morning air of the city is even more active, and the civilians in the city are also greedy to breathe the morning air one after another.
The second prince in the box looked at the scenery outside the window with a smile on his face. If there were no countless migratory birds flying through the arrival of winter in the sky.
What....
A knock on the door interrupted the quiet second prince in the private room. He withdrew his eyes and looked at the ordinary white shirt in the private room, which set off his extraordinary temperament.
"Come in," said the seventh prince
The door opened, and a soldier in the armor of the Song Dynasty entered the private room and then saluted the second prince and handed out a letter. The letter paper was ordinary, but the logo with fire paint on it was not plain.
After the second prince took the letter and saw the logo on it, his face looked heavy. Zi, who was sitting on the other side, also saw that the logo on the letter paper was also heavy on his face. It was a consensus that the letter of the Supervisory Yuan would not be sent out again.
"Go down and rest first," the second prince said, looking at the dusty soldier.
The soldier saluted and then closed them and left the private room. The second prince watched the soldier leave the private room and opened the letter and looked at the appearance on it.
The letter of the Supervisory Institute is always a few simple words. This time, there is still no exception. The content of the letter is "South, Jintong County"
The five sons in the letter made the second prince look heavier. Although the letter was simple, as a prince, he naturally knew the most secret one of them. The second prince handed the letter to Zi and then looked out of the window, but this time his face was serious and worried.
After reading the letter, Zi burned the paper with real gas and said, "What is Your Highness going to do? The Supervisory has issued a warning"
The confrontation between the two major forces will certainly be accompanied by countless secret wars, assassinations and economy. This is an eternal means, even the Qingtian God Religion is no exception.
"I'm going to go to all parts of Jintong County to have a look. You are responsible for the affairs in the south," the second prince said after a long time.
Zi Buyu just nodded. Now she can't use force. She can only sit in Jintong City to help the second prince sort out official documents and recruit civilians to join the army. Before the second prince left, a senior in the Senate revealed that he wanted the second prince to be established with an army of 50,000 yuan in Jintong County.
This will not only relieve the pressure of the Song Dynasty, but also make this army its own cronies. Although the army has been established, the number is not more than 10,000 and they are all new recruits. To become a long-lasting army, you have to experience a war, and sooner or later, the war between the Qingtian God Religion and the Song Dynasty will turn from dark.
"Zi, I'll give you a month to let the army reach 50,000." The second prince turned his head and looked at Zi said.
Purple didn't say anything but just nodded.
"My father did not give us a deadline for this training, but we all know that it will end after the seventh brother returns to the Song Dynasty, and my army in the south will be owned by the military office, but I will recommend you to be the commander of this army," the second prince looked at Zi and said solemnly.
The three princes who are interested in the throne are also the most valued princes of the emperor of the Song Dynasty. Only the second prince has the right to build the army. This is also the emperor's acquiescence. Otherwise, the elder will not say it, and more importantly, this is a little privilege given by the emperor to the second prince, because the second prince is now not as powerful as the other two princes.
"Don't worry about my safety. The door should not continue to assassinate me. I will patrol the whole Jintong County in a month to get everything on the right track," the second prince continued.
"Your Highness, you can't take this risk and won't continue to assassinate. This is just your guess," Zi said worriedly.
After hearing this, the second prince shook his head and said, "Next is the time for the cavalry of the Qingtian God Sect to take action"
After listening to this, Zi was stunned and did not say anything, and then thought carefully about the words of the second prince. After a while, she instantly understood that although Zi was a strong man in the sixth realm, Zi was also very young and had not experienced politics.
Daomen will indeed not assassinate again. After the assassination of the second prince or the other two princes failed, Daomen was vigilant. Those hermit strongmen of Tiandaoguan could not take action because the master could not take action because the master was also because the master was restrained by Zhao Feng in Ye Wudao. The sloppy Taoist and the drunkard Taoist were injured and restrained by Lu Xiaoxiao. Qingtian Haoyang won't take action now because it's not time yet.
Then the next time is for the cavalry of the Qingtian God to take action, because the Qingtian God always finds excuses to slander some countries.
On the second day, when the second prince got into a carriage and went to the cities in Jintong County, the first corruption case in Beizhou was investigated and dealt with, which caused a sensation in the whole Song Dynasty, because the main culprit of the corruption case was a noble eldest son in Beizhou who was also a subordinate heir.
The eldest prince sat in the lobby and looked at the letters in his hand with a gloomy face. Yanhou was a marquis who had made great achievements in the Mingzong period and a general who was very appreciated by Mingzong. This time, the eldest son of Yanhou was investigated and embezzled silver on grain for 50,000 years.
Yanhou's eldest son used the power of his family to cooperate with local merchants to raise food prices and bribed some logistics officials to steal military food directly from logistics.
The eldest prince never thought that since the first one was Yanhou, Yanhou could be said to be one of the local forces that supported him. The eldest prince took a deep breath and then folded the envelope and gave it to a soldier, who took the letter paper and left the lobby.
The envelope said that the crimes of Yanhou's eldest son's corruption and the crimes of dozens of businessmen were sent to the Lin'an Senate. Even the eldest prince could not cover up Yanhou because the Supervisory Office must know and now the matter has spread all over the world.
The eldest prince got up and left the lobby and came to the courtyard to look at the sky and shook his head bitterly. He dared to do so in the most critical period of the Song Dynasty. Even he should act carefully.
"Your Highness" Lin Lao appeared in the courtyard
The eldest prince looked at Mr. Lin's face a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say.
In one day, the letters from the Senate in Lin'an came to the hands of the eldest prince, and dozens of officials of Taiqing Temple followed him. The eldest prince looked at the appearance of the letter paper and looked at the old officials of Taiqing Temple sitting in the lobby.
"Your Highness, Your Majesty sent us to deal with the matter of the eldest son of Yanhou," said an old official.
After hearing this, the eldest prince nodded and dealt with those officials who punished the Song Dynasty, which was Taiqing Temple. Over the past 500 years, the special existence of Taiqing Temple has investigated and punished the crimes of countless officials or the children of the Wang clan, among which countless Wang clans with titles fell into the hands of Taiqing Temple.
If the Supervisory Institute is the authority to investigate and punish officials above the third grade, then Taiqing Temple is to investigate and punish the existence of the third grade and the prestigious family.
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The Yanhou Mansion in Junbei City has long been surrounded by the Inner Army of the Song Dynasty. Several officials of Taiqing Temple are checking the accounts of Yanhou Mansion. One of the books is written in collusion with some merchants in Junbei City to embezzle some account details.
In the hall, Yanhou looked at the officials and soldiers entering his mansion with a gray face and was deeply rude, and Yanhou recognized the behavior of the eldest son, otherwise the eldest son would not have been so bold.
"Marquis Yan, please follow the old man to Lin'an," an old official looked at Yan Hou and said.
Yanhou sat on the hall and looked at the old official and nodded. The old official looked at Yanhou with a slight sigh. There are countless famous families in the Song Dynasty. Regardless of Lin'an, there are many hereditary titles in each state, but there are few hereditary titles. Now another hereditary title has fallen.
Fan Yao's cronies stood outside the Hou Mansion and looked at all this coldly and then left for the next city.
Zhao Feng in the Lin'an Supervision Institute looked at an account without expression. The account recorded some incidents of corruption, bribery and bullying of the people of successive Yanhou. After reading it for a long time, Zhao Feng closed the account book and put it on his face on the desk with a regrettable expression and then left the house.
In the courtyard outside Lin'an Lanwan's secret, there is only the white son of the little painting saint left on the chessboard in front of the Zhaoxu emperor and the small painting holy place.
"Your Majesty Zhaoxu, your heart is uneasy," said Xiaohuasheng.
At this time, the whole chessboard had ended with the fact that the little painting saint fell. Emperor Zhaoxu didn't say anything but just put down the black man in his hand.
"I didn't expect that the few princes I was least optimistic about at the beginning would have achievements that even I admire now," said Emperor Zhaoxu.
Xiao Huasheng smiled and didn't say anything
"The ending between you and Feng'er has been doomed, but are you still worth it?" Prince Zhaoxu looked at Xiao Huasheng and said.
After listening to it, the little painting saint looked at the sky and said warmly, "It was destined to know it a long time ago"