At this moment, in the minds of Li Chun and others, Wang Xian has been equated with a peerless murderer.
If he offended Ji Gang, he would lose his official position, and if he offended Wang Xian, he would die. This multiple-choice question was so easy that even Li Chun chose to sign the memorial after much hesitation. He thought it was a big deal and went back to beg Master Zhuang to ask him to sign the memorial.
A few kind words in front of the ancestors and it passed.
Looking at the densely packed names on the memorial, Wang Xian had a slight smile on his lips. This was the certificate of surrender. Although he could not make these guys come to him, it could make Ji Gang feel disgusted with them... because this memorial was not sent to the General Affairs Department at all.
, but sent to the Jinyiwei Yamen. In the afternoon, it will be placed on the desk of Governor Ji. Whether it should be handed over to the emperor or not is entirely up to Ji Gang.
After uncovering the page, Wang Xian looked at his subordinates who had fallen silent and said: "I heard that there is a passage that talks about the great masters of Fusi in Beizhen.
, The sixteen imps are the most difficult to deal with. It is said that these forty-eight gods and ghosts control Fusi in Beizhen." He said a lot of treasures: "It is said that the four big diamonds and the eight big hammers are used to arrest people. No matter who they are, they must first take them.
If the money was too little, people would be smashed to pieces. Those who didn't give money would be beaten as well. The Eight Hammers were also responsible for the powerful killing sticks. When the prisoners were taken to the Yamen, how they were beaten depended on how much money they had.
Less. If you give more money, you can go to the fields on the same day. If you give less money, you have to live for a month or two. If you don’t give money, it’s not a problem to kill and maim them directly. The top ten evil gods are executioners, what kind of cannons?
, clean your intestines, roll on the chopping board, if you can't get the money, just wait and blame your parents for giving birth to you in living hell. As for the ten magical powers, they teach you how to retract your confession, even if you lose all the lawsuits.
Through their operation, you can win everything. If you give false evidence or change your confession, it will be flawless through their hands. As for the sixteen little ghosts, they are the sixteen prison bullies in the imperial prison. Youdao is that the king of hell is easy to live with, but the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. They
There are all kinds of ways to govern people. If those imperial prisoners don't take care of these little devils, Guan Bao will be born worse than death every day. These forty-eight gods and ghosts are all locals in the capital. They have friendships from their fathers and have become sworn brothers.
My dear, Yu Xie has managed the Gebei Town Fusi like a monolith. No one can defeat them, not even the town Fusi envoys, so we can only negotiate with them."
"I can't believe that I, an outsider, have to fawn over these gods and ghosts." After saying this, he described all the monsters and monsters in Fusi, Beizhen. After Wang Xian finished speaking, he glanced at the crowd coldly and said, "I don't know who you are.
Which god and which ghost?"
The officers lowered their heads even lower. They were most likely among them. They never expected that Wang Xian had already figured it out. But he was still determined. He thought to himself, it’s better if you know, you’ve pissed us off.
Beizhen Fusi is just waiting to be paralyzed, and you are just waiting to be in trouble and make the emperor disgusted.
"But I just don't believe in evil." Unexpectedly, Wang Xian chuckled, showing his white teeth and said: "The gods and ghosts in Shanxi are not comparable to the small Beizhen Fusi. Isn't it better to be killed by me?"
"Yu Jingjing," he raised his sword eyebrows and said, "If you are not convinced, come and see if my sword is sharp or your neck is stiff." He waved his hand and said, "Get out of here."
All the officers had no choice but to retreat in dismay, saying to themselves that everyone gave a slap to a sweet date, but this man named Wang was better, he just slapped him hard, but he didn't give any sweetness at all.
Even Mr. Zhu Liu was a little worried. When everyone retreated, he said softly: "Jinyiwei has a heavy errand. I am working alone. In the end, the errand will not fall on this group of people? If they deliberately cause trouble for me, I will look ugly."
"Haha." Wang Xian laughed ferociously and said, "Then get rid of all these grandsons."
"Then who will do the errands for Fusi in Beizhen?" Mr. Zhu Liu didn't believe it.
"Brother, I am not alone." Wang Xian laughed and said, "The officers in my hands are a hundred times stronger than them."
"Ah?" Mr. Zhu Liu was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Xian had the idea of a thorough cleanup. "Not to mention that the personnel power is not in your hands, just talking about this kind of comprehensive blood exchange is too easy to get into trouble."
"Beizhen Fusi is rotten to the core," Wang Xian said with a firm face: "These villains have turned into thieves one by one. They are wolf-hearted and dog-eat-dog. They have long regarded Beizhen Fusi as their own business. So, brother, you
That's why I feel weak-minded, but it's not all Ji Gang's fault." He laughed at himself and said: "I asked myself, my ability is far inferior to that of my brother, how can I subdue these monsters and monsters? I can only start from scratch, but I don't believe that I can't steam Beizhen Fusi.
This pot of steamed buns”
"Sure enough," Mr. Zhu Liu gulped and said, "You will be afraid of the future." He finally understood why Wang Xian got angry at Jinyiwei Yamen. In fact, anyone else at that time could only endure it first. After all, you would still be in Jinyiwei in the future.
If you hang out in the team and have a falling out with the leader, you will be punished by all kinds of suppression in the future.
But Wang Xian just tore Ji Gang's face off, and even pulled out a gun to force him, leaving no room for the two sides to slow down. They could only fight to the death between the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, and the two armies faced each other.
At that time, he still felt that Wang Xian was a young man with a young mind and did not know how great the world was. Only now did he realize that this boy had the intention of letting Beizhen Fusi establish his own business. And he had to admit that he had a very vicious vision. He only heard a few of his introductions.
This time, we got to the crux of the problem - the driving post. Theoretically, as long as we strictly enforce the driving post and prevent private courts, we can cut off the hand that the discipline gang has extended to Beizhen Fusi.
The quarrel between Wang Xian and Ji Gang also reduced the contact between Beizhen Fusi and Jinyiwei to a minimum. In theory, Ji Gang could not control Wang Xian's subordinates. All his orders should be given to Wang Xian, even the deputy
The Zhenfu envoy also needs Wang Xian to convey the order. Of course, if the "Four Diamonds, Eight Hammers, Ten Fierce Gods and Ten Divine Powers" are still entrenched in the Northern Zhenfusi Yamen, Wang Xian will never be able to get rid of the constraints, let alone
independent.
As a result, this lunatic wanted to start anew and eliminate all dissidents... This is really a twenty-one history. I don't know where to start. Zhu Liuye has read dramas all his life and has never seen such a crazy scene. But after thinking about it,
, but found that Wang Xian was reasonable and reasonable step by step, and there seemed to be no other way to go...
Is it possible that we have to bow to Ji Gang? With the relationship between the two sides in a tense situation, no matter how aggrieved you are, you will never be able to get it right. You can only let others rely on the authority of your superiors, do it bit by bit, and push forward step by step until there is no way to retreat.
, I have no place to stand. Why not take the opportunity to cut off the inextricable connections between Jinyiwei Yamen and Beizhen Fusi, take back the power, and have a head-to-head confrontation with Ji Gang?
Just thinking about these sects is enough to make people's blood boil. Zhu Liuye can't help but secretly sigh, it's good to be young, you can be so frivolous and reckless...
After sending Zhu Liuye away, Wang Xian came to the prison again, but this time the target was not the princeling officials, but other prisoners. The prison was so smelly and filthy that there was nothing that could be done except the prisoners, and even the guards
Wang Xian did not want to stay there longer, but Wang Xian stayed there for a whole day and night. He carefully interrogated many prisoners, patiently listened to their statements of grievances, and then recorded them one by one and compared them carefully with the files.
Wang Xian asked Wu Wei to get the file in advance. It contains cases that have been settled by Beizhen Fusi. If the prisoner complains about injustice, Wang Xian asks them to point out the untrue points in the file. After the investigation in the future, he will be found guilty.
The evidence of the purge is that Wang Xian did this job very carefully. Fortunately, Zhou Yong and others under him were all from public backgrounds, so they were not amateurs in doing this, so they shared a large part for Wang Xian.
It wasn't until dawn that Wang Xian came out of the prison, which was like a hell on earth. Everyone exhaled hard, hoping that the clear air outside would replace the turbid air in their chests that had been held all night. Wang Xian ordered his people to take good care of the prison and return to the prison.
In the heavily guarded archives, Wu Weidao, who was sorting out the files there, said: "He is indeed a national-level player. He is indeed much higher level than my dad and his gang."
"Haha..." Wu Wei said with a smile: "They are really good at it, and they can handle unjust cases perfectly. The documents should be at the forefront, and there is no flaw at all. There is no way to correct them.
"There are no doors or windows," Wang Xianleneng said with a smile: "An unjust prison is an unjust prison, and it cannot be seamless. Moreover, the means of their fraud have been written down in black and white on these files. The prisoners can see clearly at a glance and point out all the places where they have cheated.
"As he spoke, he smiled proudly and said: "We don't have the ability to find a needle in a haystack. It's not a problem to find it according to the picture."
"Yes, no one would have thought that your Excellency could seize the file first, and then go to the imperial prison to find the unjust prisoner." Wu Wei said with admiration: "In this way, the evil spirits can only do what they want."
"Hahaha." Wang Xian laughed loudly and said, "Anyone who commits unjust acts will definitely be killed."
At midnight that day, Li Chun and others were all waiting in the hall early. Seeing that Wang Xian hadn't come yet, everyone started talking in low voices.
"It turns out that the three Li Gou'ers were just knocked unconscious, and their lives were not in danger at all." Someone sighed.
"I've been working on it for a long time. Yesterday Wang Zhenfu was bluffing us." These words caused more sighs: "It's funny that we, the self-proclaimed veterans, were fooled and foolishly signed the memorial. Now the memorial is just for show.
It’s at my ancestor’s desk.”
"The ancestor must be very angry, right?" So far, this is still the most worrying question for everyone.
"My ancestor didn't have an attack, he just sneered and said "very good" a few times." A well-informed person said: "I don't know if he is talking about us or Wang Zhenfu."
Everyone would rather Ji Gang had an attack, and it would be over if he had an attack. Holding it in their hearts like this would definitely make everyone feel resentful.
While there was a lot of discussion, someone suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Zhenfu is here", and the whole hall was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop...