Chapter 117: The establishment of the Song Dynasty investigation factory
When it was clear what Dongchang was, Song Jiang was so frightened that his face was like pig liver. He waved his hands and shook his head repeatedly: "Young Master, spare your life. Our family is a single generation of nine generations. If you cut me off, you will cut off the Song family in Yun County."
"Fart, don't you have a second brother?"
"I'll strangle him to death when I get back."
Yang Lin dragged Song Jiang, who was worried, to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Yang Jian was squeezed out by Liang Shicheng and was a real idler.
Seeing Yang Lin, Yang Jian walked up to him affectionately, held his arm, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, I treat you sincerely. Your kid just celebrated his housewarming a few days ago, and you didn't post it to me. You are looking down on me."
people?"
Yang Lin said nonchalantly: "Brother, you have wronged me. My subordinates have been celebrating the past few days. How can I ask you to go? I'm going to set up a table at home in a few days. Let's call Qingshui. How can I ask you to go there?"
Get together with those close to you."
"It's a deal."
Yang Jian's smile was indeed very friendly. He usually looked like an old lady. Yang Lin smiled and said, "Brother, I have something to discuss with you this time."
Yang Jian groaned, seemed a little uninterested, and asked: "What is it?"
Yang Lin came forward and whispered something in his ear.
"Brother, without further ado, let's go see the officials now." Yang Jian was very excited when he heard this. This is much better than growing flowers and grass under Liang Shicheng's exclusion.
Two Yang treacherous ministers, one big and one small, walked arm-in-arm to the outside of the imperial city. Yang Jian led the way and did not even use their waist badges. They followed the guidance of the little chamberlain all the way to the imperial garden.
Zhao Ji was wearing a tight-fitting jacket with a yellow ribbon tied to his head, and was playing Cuju.
Turning around and seeing the two of them, Zhao Ji walked out of the court. While watching the maids playing Cuju, he asked, "Why are you two here together?"
Yang Lin smiled and said: "The official family, the minister has come to bring good news to the official family."
"Oh? What's my joy?"
Yang Lin talked eloquently: "What the minister said earlier has come true. Kaifeng Mansion's water and land are blocked, food cannot be transported in, and profiteers have closed their doors and stopped selling food. Tens of thousands of people are about to starve to death."
Zhao Ji frowned and said, "Is this a happy event?"
"This is a bad thing, but the humble minister has already found a solution, which can help the official family turn disaster into good fortune and resolve this disaster. With the blessing of His Majesty's immortal energy, the Immortal Emperor will indeed be blessed with endless blessings."
Zhao Ji was coaxed to smile by him. Yang Lin was so loyal that he had to use courtiers so as not to cause trouble to him. He always thought of a way in advance before coming to see the saint. Zhao Ji was very satisfied with this because he really didn't want to participate in the process.
These state affairs are too troublesome, and there is no elegance like playing Cuju, painting, or writing.
"The humble minister thought about it and thought that only by establishing a police department and manning it by his majesty's confidants can we help your majesty to share his worries when encountering such a difficult matter."
Zhao Ji suddenly frowned: "Anti-terrorism factory? This dynasty's ancestral system does not allow military power to be transferred outside."
Yang Lin chuckled: "Your Majesty, there is no need to delegate military power to outsiders. This police factory can be directly in the hands of Your Majesty, and the people who serve you will be in charge of it."
Having said this, Yang Jian came up to him with a smile. The harmless old eunuch looked like a smiling Buddha.
Zhao Ji's heart moved. Although he was lazy, he was not stupid. He immediately felt that this method was feasible!
Of course this method is feasible. After the rebellion was successful, the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di, who was most worried about his ministers, worked hard to create a centralized spy agency. No emperor could refuse this temptation. It was equivalent to having an extra pair of eyes and ears.
Take maximum control of your empire.
Once this kind of anti-terrorism factory is built, it will be the emperor's absolute confidant. Eunuchs, if they are not dependent on the emperor, what foundation can they have?
Yang Lin struck while the iron was hot and continued: "Once the Anti-Security Factory is completed, it will be able to spy on the rumors of the government, the public, and the people, and supervise the actions of officials, including ministers. It will be a magic weapon to stabilize the country."
Zhao Ji nodded and said: "In that case, you should get started and help me deal with the Kaifeng flood first."
Yang Jian and Yang Lin quickly clasped their fists and accepted the order, respectfully exited the imperial garden, and smiled at each other as soon as they came out.
"Brother Yang, this time my brother accepts your love. Just wait. I will hold a banquet in Fan Lou in a few days. You must support me."
Yang Linton said first: "We'd better build the police factory first, and then let the officials take care of the flood and food shortage, and then have this celebration banquet. I know I'm afraid I can't afford so much money now to recruit people.
To open an office and set up a factory, I have a few shipping companies in my hands and I have some spare money. I will send someone to the Long Live Camp to withdraw it first."
Yang Jian also knew that this was not the time to be polite, so he accepted it with a smile, and couldn't wait to return to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to discuss the opening of the Yamen with his group of filial sons and grandsons——
A small zigzag bridge crosses a clear pond, and a few weeping willows contrast with the reflections of the surrounding houses, adding a touch of Zen.
In this courtyard, it seems that the heavy rain is not affected at all. There are several strings of wind chimes tied in front of the wooden house. If you look closely, you will find that they are actually made of pure gold.
The water in the pond and river is clear, and goldfish of various colors, with shining scales, swim around carefree.
"There are so many mouths outside Bianliang City, so Yang Lin hasn't finished all the food in his hand?"
A slightly cool voice came, and it was shocking to hear it.
Wearing a willow red silk skirt, two beautiful naked feet intertwined at the bottom of the skirt. The ten exquisite crystal toes were perfectly proportioned. The nails dyed with saffron juice complemented the snow-jade skin, exuding an enchanting allure.
invitation.
Across a screen, someone replied: "The food in Yang Lin's hands far exceeded our expectations, which also shows how powerful the carriage and horse transport and water transport gangs that Yang Tong and others have laid for him. But after all, he is filling in."
There are hundreds of thousands of people dissatisfied with Kaifeng, so it won’t be long before we can sell them.”
The answerer's voice was hoarse and he looked quite old, but he was an old man wearing a wide gray robe and a terrifying appearance with a slightly stooped figure.
The old man's face was full of grooves, his temperament was gloomy, his one eye was dull and dull, but his clothes were very neat.
"Eat, eat, there is no food for the living, but you are still able to hold on." The bare-footed beauty behind the screen chuckled, waving her white slender hands in the air, and sprinkled the specially prepared fish feed into the pond little by little,
Smelling the temptation of food, the smart and lively little goldfish rushed to find food.
Seeing that she no longer inquired, the old man turned around and left slowly. The moment he looked back, subtle gleams of light flashed in his eyes.
Facing this kind of woman, even in his dying years, he still has uncontrollable animal desires.
However, thinking of this woman's viciousness, the old man retreated in a polite manner.