Chapter 22

"Your Highness, I think His Highness's actions are true and inappropriate."

A spokesman simply said directly.

Gu Mu had expected a long time ago that what he did at that time would cause the officials of the imperial court to panic.

But, it's not a child anymore, why should he comfort them.

"Go a few steps forward." Gu Mu said through the curtain in a relaxed tone like chatting.

The speaker gasped.

Shrinking his neck, hesitated, not daring to step forward.

His heart was beating wildly, and suddenly, he broke out in a cold sweat: Did His Highness tell him to come forward to kill him?

However, His Highness has orders and dare not disobey.

He took small steps and moved forward bit by bit.

In just a few steps, the shirt was completely wet.

He began to regret: he shouldn't have made such a move, this is not the old emperor after all, someone else should have spoken first.

"Why are you so nervous?" Gu Mu rubbed his chin. Is he so scary?

"Chen, Chen..." The famous speaker was shaking with Zhezi's hand, unable to say what he wanted to say for a long time.

His feet were a little soft and trembling.

"The king asked you to come up here to ask you." Gu Mu threatened inappropriately, "Since you are dissatisfied with this king's actions, why don't you come forward and take this position for you?"

Hearing the words, the famous speech officer immediately turned pale with fright, stepped back a few steps like a conditioned reflex, then knelt down on the ground with a plop, and wailed, "I dare not!"

"Aren't you dissatisfied with this king?"

"The minister ate the wine and talked nonsense."

"Then don't drink next time."

"Yes."

Frightening one away, Gu Mu took some time off and adjusted his posture: "Who else wants to sit in my king's position and give advice for me?"

For a moment, the court was as quiet as a chicken.

Your Highness, why, why didn't you play the cards according to the routine?

They just want to give advice, how dare they give advice for the regent?
Even the little emperor sitting on the throne dared not.

They have nine lives that are not enough for them to die.

Gu Mu was very satisfied with their reaction, nodded, and said with a smile: "Since all the lovers have no objection to this king's behavior, let's talk about the vacancy of Jiangnan's official position."

He killed 132 officials in one fell swoop, and someone had to take over.

The list collected by the princess is in his hands. When he was in the south of the Yangtze River, he also asked the dead to check it, and there was no discrepancy between the two statements.

The dead will never betray him, so this list is almost inseparable.

"There are more than sixty records here, who made great contributions in this famine. This king feels that they should be promoted."

Gu Mu read out the names on the list and announced their positions.

There are some people who were originally insignificant people, but because they did a lot of practical things for the people, they were directly promoted by him several levels, and mentioned the county magistrate.

Let’s not talk about the ability to work. After all, capable people must be cultivated. Those who are truly capable and willing to do practical things for the people need to spend time cultivating and investigating.

But for a dynasty whose foundations have been rotten, it is better to promote a mediocre person who is dedicated to the people than a moth who is strong in all aspects.

As for the position of Jiangnan prefect, he was transferred from the capital to the number one scholar in the scientific examination many years ago.

The number one scholar in the scientific examination has both knowledge and ability, and the appointment of Jiangnan prefect is also a promotion for him.

As far as Gu Mu is concerned, in other positions, there are some mediocre people who are considerate of the common people, but in important positions, if he arranges a proper person, he can also feel at ease for the people in Jiangnan.

Until Gu Mu read out the contents of the list, no one in the court dared to speak.

Just now when Gu Mu called the Yanguan to step forward, they really thought that Gu Mu was going to kill someone.

The six officials who disappeared in Gu Mu's study inexplicably, and the 132 court officials who died in humiliation, undoubtedly showed that the regent was not a character to be trifled with.

No one dared to touch Gu Mu's inverse scales.

"Since you love ministers have no objection, let's do it."

Gu Mu announced his retirement.

The place where the will of the capital was quickly conveyed.

Liu Zhixian held the edict appointing him as county magistrate, and couldn't believe it for a long time.

You know, he was just an ordinary inspector in the past, and his family will maintain food and clothing, and being able to be a county magistrate is something he dared not even think about with the smoke from his ancestral grave.

But now, the appointment document is in his hands.

"Sir, thank you Lord Long En!" His head hit the ground heavily, tears filled his eyes.

Liu Zhixian rode a horse and returned home wearing a big red robe.

Behind him, a cavalry of officers and soldiers followed.

His original home was just an ordinary second courtyard, but after he became the county magistrate, the court specially arranged a mansion for him.

He returned this time to his previous home and came to move.

The original neighbors and Liu Zhixian's family, seeing this battle, couldn't figure out what happened. After seeing Liu Zhixian dismounted, they flocked nervously.

"Old Liu, what's going on?"

"I heard that 132 corrupt officials were executed by His Highness. They are all really guilty people. You are not implicated. You are a good person!"

"Old Liu, what's going on with so many officers and soldiers behind you?"

Although Liu Zhixian didn't look like he was being imprisoned anymore, an ordinary inspection, with so many officers and soldiers behind him, and such a big battle, inevitably made them uneasy.

Lao Liu is a very good person!
During times of famine, I would rather be short of clothes and clothes, and often approach them. When I meet poorer people, even if I don’t eat or drink, I still want to help them.

Old Liu has been poor and frugal all his life, so it is impossible for His Highness to blame him?
"We are here to escort Liu Zhixian to move!" Behind Liu Zhixian was a higher-ranking soldier, clasping his fists respectfully.

Liu... magistrate?
Their county magistrate is not surnamed Liu.

And, isn't it already dead?

and many more……

Whether it was Liu Zhixian's neighbors or his family members, they gradually became surprised and delighted when they looked at him.

"Old Liu, have you been promoted to the county magistrate?"

After getting Liu Zhixian's affirmative reply, these people could no longer control their joyful expressions.

"Liu Zhi County...Liu Zhi County...hahahaha!"

"Your Highness, there are indeed clear rewards and punishments!"

"Your Highness has seen everything you have done for the common people. Otherwise, how could he have promoted you to be the county magistrate?"

Even inside the house, Liu Zhixian's gray-haired old father staggered and walked out with a cane.

At the door, facing the direction of the capital, he knelt down.

thanks,
Two thanks,

Three prayers.

He kowtowed three times firmly.

The old man burst into tears, and wept with joy: "Our old Liu's family, the ancestral grave is smoking!"

"My wife, have you seen that our family has a county magistrate!"

"Even if I go to see you now, I will be worthy of my ancestors..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

 I kind of like the role of Lu Xiaoyao, I wonder if you will like it...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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