Chapter 105: Political connections and human relations, He Qing Haiyan
Yitian Jiudao can imitate and use the opponent's magic and magical powers, although there are time and realm restrictions, and there are additional conditions.
But this additional condition is no longer a problem with the cooperation of the Six Paths Eyes that can see through everything.
Good guy, it’s a complete plagiarism.
Hey, you can't say that. I am the Son of Heaven. I have always been upright and aboveboard, and I have never done anything to backstab anyone.
This is not called plagiarism, this is called borrowing from others.
Xu Mochen accepted this third-level Dao pattern with peace of mind.
Check your own world of Vipassana. There haven't been any big changes recently. There is only one orange second-grade immortality left, and new ones are still condensing.
In addition, he noticed that the power of the source of energy in the Qizang Divine Mansion seemed to have become thinner.
After carefully tracing the source, it became clear that the devil egg that sneaked in was actually able to absorb the power of the source.
I made a glutton.
But that's okay. It absorbs Xu Mochen's power, which is equivalent to being cleansed of its marrow. It will be hatched in the future. Xu Mochen hopes to become his own pet.
That is the Nine Infants, an exotic monster. If you take it out, it will definitely scare the courtiers to death.
Who dares to refuse and eat it in one bite? Let’s see how dare you to obstruct the New Deal!
Life is always full of hope.
However, this pleasure is gone when you arrive at the Imperial Study Room.
"It's still a memorial not allowing me to open Ningzhou," Xu Mochen flipped through a few copies and threw them all away, "Now they rarely even mention the inclusion of a harem."
That's right, after all, they are all capable ministers and officials, assisting me, the eternal wise king.
"Your Majesty," Tang Derun picked up the memorial, "Actually, it's easy to understand. Ningzhou currently has a vacant territory, and everyone is keeping an eye on it."
At the time of reunification, there were wars everywhere. The emperor didn't know it, so the immortal cultivators occupied and blocked the river, which was the result by default.
But now it is openly displayed. Everyone wants to eat this piece of fat, and no one wants to eat it because it looks too ugly.
Therefore, the best result is that the emperor relents, gives a plan, and they take over generously.
In the world of Shifang, there is also competition with each other, and fighting is not good-looking.
In the troubled times in the past, everyone could just hold up their belts and do it.
Now that the world is at peace, Baigan also needs to pay attention to legality.
Xu Mochen was the emperor, so he immediately understood the key.
If you want me to be your agent and share the cake, just dream.
I also want territory.
Otherwise, how can we afford to support so many people in the harem now?
"Your Majesty," Tang Derun began to take credit, "after your Majesty's last order, I have always kept it in mind, and now I finally have an idea."
If you have achieved results, you must clearly explain the difficulty of the process. This is the fundamental way to be an official.Z.br>
"Wei Chen has already taken care of things in Dali Temple Prison," Tang Derun asked for instructions. "Wei Chen asked the middle-level officials of the Ministry of Punishments to issue an order to put the prisoners in jail for interrogation."
"That's right," Xu Mochen rarely received good news. "Originally, I thought it would be fair and just to go."
"Once Your Majesty's whereabouts are exposed, I'm afraid you may not be able to see what you want to see." Tang Derun told the truth.
This is right, Xu Mochen believes deeply. It was also the case in the Blue Star era. Once the city rating system started, the whole city was filled with golden armor and the fragrance of sycamore trees.
There is absolutely no impact on the appearance of the city.
"Let's go at night," Xu Mochen made up his mind, "Please pay attention when the Dali Temple Minister is not around, we will go there."
Tang Derun took the order.
That night, Xu Mochen and the two came to Dali Temple Prison.
In this era, even the most advanced prison in the capital is almost the same as a pig pen.
Those imprisoned are all guilty humans, and the treatment is as you can imagine.
Xu Mochen stood at the door and smelled a rancid smell mixed with the smell of feces and urine, and a very saturated smell of sweat.
"Who is coming?" The soldiers stopped him at the door.
"From the Ministry of Punishment," Tang Derun stepped forward with a smile, took out the document he got from the Ministry of Punishment and handed it over, "Please inform me."
This is special, there is an envelope on top of the document.
The soldier looked unhappy: "It's so late. The prison warden has already gone to bed. If you have anything to do, please be early tomorrow."
It was late at night, and seeing that these two people were just junior officials from the Ministry of Justice, there was no need to give them face.
"Show me your noble hand," Tang Derun said with a smile, "the lower officials are also helpless. The matter is quite urgent, and the adults from the Criminal Department are pressing hard. You will know after reading the letter."
The soldier yawned. He was a low-level soldier, but he didn't know how to read. He opened the envelope as he was told, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He definitely doesn't know the letters, but he definitely knows the words on the banknotes.
Fifty taels.
Nowadays, the great cadres rule the world, the emperor is wise, the government is well-connected and the people are harmonious, the rivers are clear and the sea is clean, and there is absolutely no trace of corrupt officials.
The Qingshui Yamen of Dali Temple Prison usually has no one to take care of it.
Fifty taels is already a huge amount of money.
"Two adults, wait a moment," the soldier immediately changed his expression, "I'm going to report immediately. At this time, our prison chief should still be at work."
Then he turned around and left.
Xu Mochen looked at it and whispered: "My dear, I originally thought that Dali Temple must handle the case impartially, but this scene just changed my mind.
If there is no grievance here, I will give up my throne."
"Your Majesty," Tang Derun was frightened, "You absolutely must not do this. This matter is just that the king of hell is more difficult to deal with than the devil.
Those at the bottom need to be dealt with in simple and crude ways, which are the most direct and effective."
"Really?" Xu Mochen looked at him sideways, "You can guarantee that officials from the Ministry of Punishment or Dali Temple love the people and enforce the law impartially."
Tang Derun did not dare to speak anymore. Most of the top officials were cultivators of immortality. They did not worry about mortals, let alone what the middle and low-level officials did.
It can be seen that such a court mechanism has no problem when there is a unified war with foreign enemies.
When the world is at peace, all kinds of disadvantages will come out.
"Zhengtong Renhe, He Qing Haiyan," Xu Mochen rarely sneered, "What nonsense, you are fooling me.
I am just a fool."
Tang Derun was silent. He only went to court early in the morning and hid in the harem. He was indeed no different from a faint king.
Just look at what the history books say about Your Majesty.
Soon, the soldier came with an official.
The official was short and chubby, and he kept fanning himself with a fan while muttering: "The same goes for the Ministry of Punishment, which doesn't let anyone sleep in the middle of the night.
What a big case! Now that the emperor is holy and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, there are any urgent matters that must be dealt with at this time."
"These are the two people." The soldier pointed.
The fat man put away the fan in his hand, stepped forward to say hello, took a closer look, and immediately held back.
"Long time no see, Li Guangbiao," Tang Derun forced a smile, "Now that I am the prison chief, I am much more prestigious."
"Big...big...Sir!" The fat man Li Guangbiao was stunned, but he quickly reacted, turned around and slapped the soldier with his hand, sending the soldier spinning around on the ground, "You bastard, you are so negligent even when you are here!
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The soldier is aggrieved, why don't you go to bed early and say you won't see anyone?
Forget it, fifty taels, just have this comfort.
"Sir," Li Guangbiao trotted forward with fat on his face, "Why do you have time to come here?"