At this moment, the corners of Shen Lie's mouth raised slightly, imagining in his mind with a mocking smile.
There are scenes of fierce factory guards riding horses and dragging Jiangnan officials with ropes, or scenes of literati, poets and great talents strutting through the streets of the capital.
Until then.
The common people pointed and pointed, and the traffickers and footmen enjoyed the disgraceful appearance of these decent people.
Think about this.
The factory guards and officers laughed heartily.
Relieve anger.
What a relief!
Regardless of the Jin Yiwei, there is still the Grand Master taking care of him.
Dongchang has been bullied badly by Qingliu in recent years. Everyone has kept a low profile, but they are still stared at by the censors and the censors who patrol the city.
Not to mention cleaning up a few brothels, even a fart would be impeached by the censor of the city.
If it weren't for a god descending from heaven, Shen Qianhu would have come.
Everyone has to go to the streets to beg for food!
"My lord is wise."
"What a brilliant idea!"
So amidst the strange laughter and compliments of his subordinates, Shen Lie sat down on the Grand Master's chair comfortably and smiled slightly at Fourth Brother Zhang.
Zhang Jianxiu sighed uneasily: "Hey... I'm not sure if I'll be late."
Now he was in disgrace. He, the fourth son of the Zhang family, had become a thorn in the side of the world. He was a factory guard eagle and dog, and there was no room for change.
What will be written in the history books in the future?
Brother Zhang's brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan". He was afraid that in the biography of Cheng Chen, he, the Fourth Young Master Zhang, would be ranked alongside those notorious hawks and dogs of the Emperor.
but.
Soon Zhang Jianxiu remembered Shen Lie's words.
"Carry the infamy of one life and build a legacy for future generations."
At this moment, Fourth Young Master Zhang was muttering to himself. Because of these words, his slightly cloudy eyes gradually became firmer.
After all, he has a sense of proportion in his heart.
After another moment.
In prison.
The overgrown Dongchang Prison was bustling with people.
Crowded with people.
Under the coercion and inducement of the pundits, the scholars cursed and cursed incessantly. They were all shrewd scholars and would never write a confession.
"Treacherous traitor!"
"rat!"
Curses were everywhere.
Shen Lie is not in a hurry. Even if these scholars have stiff necks, are not afraid of power, and are not afraid of being famous in the street, are their fathers who are officials in the court afraid?
"Hehehe... Qingliu."
Shen Lie smiled coldly and called a few of his subordinates over to give him some instructions: "You... go find some firecrackers, a big iron pot, a hammer... this and that, do you understand?"
All of his subordinates seem to understand but not understand what Master Qianhu means.
Shen Lie laughed and cursed: "Stupid!"
This is called fatigue interrogation.
"Don't let these idiots sleep tonight."
As Shen Lie's eyes became gloomy, his subordinates who were originally preparing to use severe punishment were hesitant and followed Master Qianhu's wishes.
We don't beat, scold or whip a few times, but just depriving ourselves of sleep can we make these thieves submissive?
The subordinates didn't believe it at first, but seeing Master Senhu's determined expression, they had no choice but to follow his instructions.
So the chaotic day passed.
The time has come at night.
As the sun sets, the Dongchang headquarters, which has been noisy all day, becomes quiet inside and outside, and the family members of the family who have been waiting outside the gate all day.
Everyone is as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
This day comes to an end.
All methods were tried, and all the powerful and powerful people were invited to come out, but the factory guard eagle dog seemed to have eaten the weight and became determined.
I don’t recognize them at all!
He didn't even give Mr. Ge the face.
The family members had no choice but to leave a few servants to guard the house and inquire about the news, then turned around and left helplessly.
this moment.
The families of the children seemed to have returned to Chenghua. During the Jiajing period, they were afraid of being dominated by Dongchang, Xichang and Jinyiwei, and each one of them had no master.
In silence.
The sound of crackling firecrackers suddenly rang out in the Dongchang Prison, and there was also a faint harsh noise, as if someone was banging a pot with a hammer.
Pedestrians passing by stopped one after another.
A look of suspicion.
Isn't it already the first lunar month? Why are the people in Dongchang still setting off firecrackers in the backyard? I don't know what these people think.
Don't understand.
Pedestrians dispersed one after another with question marks on their foreheads.
At night.
Qianqing Palace.
For more than two thousand years, while the scholars were suffering in the crowded and smelly prison, Zhu Yijun was particularly excited. After taking an early bath and changing clothes, he and the queen boarded the dragon bed.
In the Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, the earth dragon is burning hot.
Was turned into a red wave.
Dragon and phoenix appear auspicious.
After a hearty exercise, Zhu Yijun sat up and asked the maid serving beside the dragon bed to wipe his body. Then he lay down on the dragon bed again and hugged the unbearable queen.
He vividly talked about the news he had asked people to find out.
"Hehehe."
The emperor was full of temper, and he was beaming when he spoke: "This Shen Lie... is really a good person... this matter is well done!"
Now Zhu Yijun is a little scared when he thinks back on it. At that time, he was so hot-headed that he almost did something irreversible.
Kill the speaker with a stick!
Is it so easy to kill a high-ranking official? Is it so easy to be a cowardly emperor? Who among the emperors wants to be infamy for eternity?
Now that he has woken up, Zhu Yijun is secretly glad that thanks to the divine hand of Shen Lie, he, the emperor, has been able to resolve the situation.
"Now..."
I imagined Shen Lie's arrogant appearance and the arrested scholars.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but want to laugh.
Empress Wang snuggled into her husband's arms and said with a smile: "No matter how talented Shen Lie is, His Majesty must have the discernment to promote him out of the market."
This beautiful compliment came from the mouth of the Empress of Ming Dynasty.
This is so rare!
After being praised by the queen, Zhu Yijun immediately smiled and said a few words of humility: "That's not what you said, I can get to know Shen Lie..."
Talking and talking.
He felt a little guilty and could only be vague: "God's will, it's all God's will."
Queen Wang quickly pursed her lips and smiled.
No more questions.
Instead, he specially whispered softly in the ears of the emperor's husband and picked some nice words, saying that Empress Wang was a very smart woman, and Shen Lie created an opportunity for her to get close to her husband.
She grasped it with understanding.
and.
She quickly learned the essence from the interactions between Shen Lie, Li Rusong and the emperor. Since the emperor is a docile donkey and loves to hear good words...
Then just follow the emperor’s wishes!
The essence of these two words is called emotional intelligence.
But this does not mean that the good king and queen have low emotional intelligence. She was only fourteen years old when she entered the palace. She was still a little girl who had not grown up. A fourteen-year-old girl left home.
Married into a deep palace.
No matter how smart she is, no one teaches her how to get along with her husband?
However, as she grows older and has more experience, Queen Wang now understands how to capture her husband's heart.
"Hehehe."
In a chuckle.
Zhu Yijun looked at the queen, who was as beautiful as a flower and half-covered by her little clothes. He couldn't help but swallowed again, and his restless heart jumped for joy again.
At this moment.
Zhu Yijun found that after all, it was his first wife who could understand him better.
In the harem.
Cining Palace.
The anxious Empress Dowager Li took a few doses of medicine, and her frail body recovered. She leaned delicately on the soft couch under the service of the palace maid.