The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

"My minister thought about it and thought that only by setting up an anti-crime factory, with someone close to His Majesty in charge, can we help His Majesty share his worries when we encounter such difficult things."

Zhao Ji frowned suddenly: "The police department? The ancestral system of this dynasty, and the military power is not allowed to be released."

Yang Lin chuckled: "Your Majesty, there is no need to release military power to the outside world. This police department can be directly in the hands of His Majesty, and be served by the people who serve His Majesty."

Speaking of this, Yang Jian approached with a smile, the old eunuch who is harmless to humans and animals, looks 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!

This method is of course feasible. After the success of the rebellion, Zhu Di, the emperor of Yongle who was the most worried about his subjects, created a centralized secret service agency after hard thinking and meditation.No emperor can refuse this kind of temptation, which is equivalent to having more eyes and ears, so that he can control his empire to the maximum extent.

Once this kind of crime detection factory is built, it will be the absolute confidant of the emperor. Eunuchs, if they are not attached to the emperor, what kind of foundation can they have.

Yang Lin strikes while the iron is hot, and continues: "Once the Anti-Corruption Factory is built, it can listen to the gossip of the government, the public and the people for His Majesty, and supervise the actions of officials including humble ministers. It is really a magic weapon to stabilize the country."

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "Since that's the case, you should start to deal with it. First, help me deal with the flood in Kaifeng."

Yang Jian and Yang Lin hurriedly clasped their fists to accept the order, exited the Royal Garden respectfully, and smiled at each other as soon as they came out.

"Brother Yang, this time my brother accepts your favor, just wait, I will hold a banquet in Fan Lou in a few days, you must join me."

Yang Lin paused and said, "We'd better build a police investigation factory first, and then we'll take care of the flood and food shortages for the officials, and then we'll have this celebration banquet. I know my brother may not be able to spend so much money now, so we can recruit people." To open a government office and set up a factory, I have a few city bureaus in my hand, which is considered to be a little spare money, so my brother will send someone to the Long Live Camp to withdraw it."

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 grandchildren.

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A small zigzag bridge crosses the clear pond, and several weeping willows contrast with the reflections of the surrounding houses, adding a touch of Zen.

In this courtyard, it seems that it has not been affected by the heavy rain 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 made of pure gold.

The water in the pond is clear, and goldfish of various colors, with shiny scales, swim around carefree.

"There are so many mouths outside Bianliang, so Yang Lin hasn't finished eating the food?"

A slightly cold voice came, and it was amazing to hear the reputation.

Wearing a willow red silk skirt, two naked beautiful feet intertwined under the skirt, the ten exquisite crystal toes are perfectly proportioned, and the nails painted with saffron juice complement the snow-like skin, exuding a seductive and seductive look. invitation.

Across a screen, someone replied: "The food in Yang Lin's hands far exceeds our expectations, which also shows how powerful the chariot and horse transport gang and the water transportation gang that Yang Tong and others have laid for him are. Dissatisfied with the hundreds of thousands of mouths in Kaifeng, it won’t be long before we can sell them.”

The respondent's voice was very hoarse, and he looked quite old, but he was an old man in a large gray robe with a terrifying appearance and a slightly stooped figure.

The old man's face is full of holes, his temperament is cloudy, his cloudy one-eyed is dull, and his clothes are neat and tidy.

"Eat, eat, the living have no food to eat, but you are full." The bare-footed beauty behind the screen chuckled, and waved her white and slender hands into the air, scattering the special fish food in her hand to the pond little by little. Smelling the temptation of food, the lively little goldfish scrambled to find food.

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, the old man turned around and left slowly. The moment he turned his head, wisps of imperceptible light flickered in his eyes.

Facing this kind of woman, even in his dying years, he still has an uncontrollable animal desire.

But thinking of the viciousness of this woman, the old man retreated out in a proper manner.

Chapter 1 The Violent Grain Collecting and Detective Factory

East of Bianliang City, Yanglou Street.

More than a dozen fresh clothes, holding iron chains and locks, walked through the streets and alleys brazenly.

The people of Bianliang are very courageous, pointing and pointing aside, these people don't care, but feel more beautiful.

The leader is a dark-faced short man with a little irritability on his face. He is a good man from Shandong who hides extravagance. He was transferred by the young prime minister to manage a group of eunuchs who are neither male nor female. Song Jiang's bowels regretted it.

If I had known that under Gao Qiu's command, I would be an idle waiter in front of the palace, and go to Brother Huarong for a drink if I had nothing to do.

The newly established Anti-Affair Factory was short of major generals, so Yang Jian had no choice but to ask Yang Lin for help, and sent many backbones of the Long Live Battalion as instructors. Among them, the official is the biggest.

Song Jiang complained a bit, continued to pull himself together, and came to a grain shop with a large appearance.

Bang, bang, raised his fist and knocked three times, but no one responded. Song Jiang waved his hand, and a young eunuch behind him excitedly stepped forward and said loudly, "Open the door! If you don't open the door, we'll all be arrested."

After screaming for a while, there was still no movement inside. Song Jiang waved his hand impatiently, and two eunuchs came out behind him, and started banging on the door forcefully.

After bumping it a few times, the shopkeeper who was lying on the crack of the door opened the door with his assistant. The little eunuch was stunned and almost fell to the ground, and the people around burst into laughter.

Song Jiang was even more upset, and ordered his subordinates to drive away the crowd of onlookers like ducks, and then walked into the store.

The little eunuch who was deceived became furious. He went in and slapped the shopkeeper. In the Northern Song Dynasty, the people in Bianliang were a little arrogant. If you want to hit someone, if you don’t say it clearly, the grass people have to go to the Kaifeng government office to ask for clarification!”

"Kaifeng government office? Hahaha" the little eunuchs pinched their waists and laughed arrogantly: "Kaifeng government office is a fart, we belong to the investigation factory, and we are directly in charge of the current emperor. If you are capable, you can sue the officials, man That's what you're capable of."

The shopkeeper was shocked when he heard the words, turned his head angrily and stopped talking, Song Jiang stepped forward to find a seat, sat down and asked, "I'll ask you now, Bianliang is out of food, why are you closing the door to thank the guests?"

"This is the property of our boss. How can the villain continue to sell it if the boss has orders? Besides, this is not against any royal law, right?"

With a slap, there was another palm print on the shopkeeper's left face, and the two sides were almost symmetrical. The slap made him dizzy, and he even forgot to be angry.

"The law of the king? You are the soldiers of the emperor. If you say you are doing something wrong, you are breaking the law of the emperor. Open the barn door quickly. We want to collect food!"

"Don't sell!" The shopkeeper was also angered. The Emperor of Kaifeng Mansion has been under the management of a group of Qingliu scholars and bureaucrats. There has never been such an overbearing policeman.

Song Jiang was silent, and a few young eunuchs rushed forward, and the shopkeeper and a few dishonest guys were beaten up.

After the work was done, the hatch was opened, and several workers were asked to weigh the grain, and then forcibly purchased it at the price before the flood. After a while, elite soldiers from the Long Live Battalion came to carry the grain.

In the huge warehouse, not even half a bag of rice was left, and all of them were bought away.

The shopkeeper leaned against the door and wailed, and several clerks surrounded him and asked earnestly, "Shopkeeper, are you alright?"

The old shopkeeper covered his face, a broken tooth fell out of his mouth: "Go and tell the boss what to do around me."

The same scene was repeated in various parts of Kaifeng Prefecture. It was already a day later when Zeng Bu received the news.

Countless dignitaries came to the door one after another, only to find out that the current emperor has newly established a police department, which is specially in charge of the emperor, filled with eunuchs, just for this kind of errand.

These days, on the pretext that there is too much water on the road, Zhao Ji gave the ministers a holiday and did not have to go to court for a month in a row.

Ordinary ministers asked to see the emperor, but none of them disappeared. Zhao Ji could enjoy himself in the palace with peace of mind, or take his concubine to Genyue to play.

Because of Yang Lin's insight from later generations, he paid great attention to drainage, so the Genyue he built was not affected by the flood, but it was even more interesting, which made Zhao Ji very happy.

Today the official family went to Genyue to play again, Yang Jian and Yang Lin were behind him, even the two men were exhausted enough.

Zhao Ji's energy is too strong, he doesn't take a rest all day, he looks here and there, and he also needs to play cuju, hunt, and ride horses

When he came across a rockery made of strange rocks, he wanted to climb up to have a look. The two people behind him were flushed and panting from exhaustion, but they were still very relaxed today.

After a while, an servant quietly approached and whispered a few words beside Yang Jian, Yang Jian's expression brightened.