He was sent to the Duwei Mansion to welcome the police officer.
As the confidant of the Song Dynasty in Bianliang, Tokyo, Yang Lin certainly would not relax for a moment. The Anti-Security Factory obtained a branch of the original Xiaolang Battalion led by Nippon Zhi and Yang Tianan, and their ability to spy on intelligence was only slightly inferior.
Wei Mansion, but absolutely top-notch.
Coupled with the team of the former Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Anti-Security Factory directly took over the function of supervising hundreds of officials in Tokyo. Yang Jian grew stronger as he grew older, happily fighting on the front line.
In the imperial city, Zhao Si gradually became bored. It was boring to think that he was the emperor. Except for his higher status, he seemed to be no different from being a prince.
There are countless people in the court who regard themselves as rebellious ministers and traitors and do not regard themselves as the emperor at all.
In order to fight against these bureaucrats who were loyal to the emperor's brother Zhao Ji, he could only rely on Yang Shaozai. Yang Shaozai was indeed capable, but if he continued like this, he would become an eternal tyrant.
One case after another was placed in front of him, and hundreds of people were killed at every turn. These were not ordinary ordinary people, they were all ministers of the DPRK.
Behind them, they are not like those ordinary people who have no background. Behind these people are almost all gentry, celebrities and prominent local families.
Zhao Si put his hand on his forehead, and what he couldn't get out of his mind was the terrible scene of being backlashed by these people. He regretted becoming the emperor now, and wished he had never known Yang Lin.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the palace, and Zhao Si was so frightened that he quickly looked up, but it was the queen who arrived with a group of palace ladies.
The couple held hands and said some thoughtful words on the dragon couch, and Zhao Si slowly calmed down.
The queen couldn't bear it, and when she saw her husband like this, she whispered: "Why don't we give up the throne of Lao Shizi and let any prince do it? It would be better for us to go to the prince's palace and live happily. It would be better to be worried here."
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Zhao Si was hesitant, his eyes rolled around, and he couldn't make up his mind.
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In the Mingtang Hall, several servants were chattering beside Yang Lin, talking about how he was a queen in an official family.
Yang Lin chuckled. It's no wonder that Zhao Si was so frightened. The Dukes and officials of the Song Dynasty had ruled the country for so long, and their long-term arrogance and domineering had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Everyone knows how powerful the scholar-bureaucrats and ministers are, and there are a few people who are as fearless as Yang Lin. When the paper tiger is not exposed, it still looks like a tiger. It is scary.
"Lu Qian, watch and enjoy."
Lu Qian smiled and took out two banknotes from his pocket. The little waiter immediately beamed, put them in his arms, thanked them profusely, and returned to the prison.
"There is no way for the officials to be so frightened. If he is taken advantage of, it will be a big trouble." Yang Lin muttered: "Let's do this. From now on, no information can be reported directly to the officials. Ouchi
It is forbidden to report good news but not bad news.”
Everyone in the hall clasped their fists and accepted the order. Yang Lin nodded with satisfaction, secretly thinking that all the important people in Jiangnan should have arrived by now.
After these few months, Bianliang has gradually come into his own hands, and Jiangnan is undoubtedly the second battlefield.
This time, we must pry the cornerstone of the Song Dynasty and recast its foundation.
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Thousands of miles away, Cai Jing's mansion in Hangzhou.
Su Zhe, the young prime minister who had been in office for a long time, came to visit, and Cai Jing made an exception to see him. This was Cai Jing's first visitor after leaving Bianliang.
The fragrance was lingering, and it was as warm as spring. Several maids knelt on the futons nearby, not daring to breathe.
Su Che looked at Cai Jing in front of him. He still looked a little bit old. He was energetic, quick in thinking, and had a clear and loud voice.
They were sworn enemies. Yang Lin originally speculated on the holy will and teamed up with Cai Jing to build a traitor monument, labeling all the old parties since Yuan You as traitors.
Among them, Su Che and his brother Su Shi were prominently listed, and Su Che was among the best. This traitor monument was placed under His Highness Daqing, and could be seen by officials every morning.
With this grudge, Su and Cai are supposed to be mortal enemies, but now Mr. Su takes the initiative to meet his husband, Cai Jing, which inevitably arouses people's imagination.
Young Su Xianggong is famous all over the world. Although he will not be as famous as his elder brother in later generations, his prestige at this time is even much higher than that of Su Shi because he was once the prime minister.
The prime minister was a great official position in the Song Dynasty. Anyone who has ever been a prime minister has no one in the world who has not heard of his name.
"At the beginning of the founding of the country, Taizu made a rule not to kill officials. Later, all the kings in the Song Dynasty were not able to punish the scholar-bureaucrats according to their nature. However, less than half a year after he took the throne, he has already killed no less than a thousand people.
The Gongun princes, the pillars of the country, were slaughtered like dogs and sheep by the swords of a warrior. My husband, who is expected to return home in the sea, how can he spend his remaining years here at this time?"
"So Mr. Su, what do you think I should do?"
"My husband is far more talented and clever than me. Su Zhe should listen to my husband's orders."
This boy is much better than his brother. No wonder among the Su brothers, his official career is so much better than that of his brother who is far more talented and talented than him.
Cai Jing narrowed his eyes and said: "Cai Jing is so virtuous and talented. He just came to Hangzhou to retire. If you like it, please inform him before doing anything. If nothing else, it's better not to talk about it."
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Outside Suzhou City, people from the Duwei Mansion quietly entered the city under the cover of night.
The gate of Tong Paradise was pushed open, and even in the night, Yin Muhong was still amazed by the luxury of this garden.
Zhu Meng is indeed someone who knows how to enjoy. Yin Muhong looked at the garden covered by the moonlight without the slightest secret joy, even though this garden had been transferred to him by Yang Lin.
Looking around, everyone in the Duwei Mansion sighed, and Yin Muhong said in a condensed voice: "Save this garden and hang a plaque of the Duwei Mansion at the door. This will be our government office from now on."
As soon as he finished speaking, exclamations arose one after another. Such a garden was no less generous than Gen Yue, and Yin Tiju actually wanted to use it as a government office.
From now on, the Duwei Mansion will work here. Thinking of this place, the people in the Duwei Mansion have some surprises in their hearts.
Yin Muhong looked at the moonlight in the garden, and his heart was calm. Such wealth was dispensable in his opinion.
How can a person indulge in such superficial pleasures in his lifetime? He must do something to create a proud family for generations to come. This is his pursuit.
The spies from the Duwei Mansion ended their trip and slept in the fairyland-like paradise on earth on their first night after arriving in Jiangnan.
Everything here is so dreamy and luxurious, even the bedding in the mansion is filled with brocade silk and duck down.
The old thief Zhu Meng could not wait to plunder every inch of the land in Jiangnan to satisfy his extravagant desires.
The spies crowded into the room where the servants lived, treating it as the master bedroom. In the study, Yin Muhong had already started to light up the lamp, read the papers, and began to arrange the operation in Jiangnan.
His and the Duwei's Mansion's task was to cooperate with Zhang Shuye to realize the reduction of officials. Originally, he only had to obey Zhang Shuye's instructions, but Yin Muhong was obviously not willing to play a supporting role for anyone other than Yang Lin.
This drama has not yet begun, but it is already exciting enough. The powerful dragon is crossing the river and licking its teeth and claws. The local snakes are deeply rooted. It is not yet known who will win.
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