Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

He is often ridiculed and ridiculed by his classmates.

Among the members of the editorial board of Zhizhi, they have a relatively ordinary relationship with Li Chengqian.

Now, he has done such a big thing for Li Chengqian!

Ma Zhou saw Li Chengqian's mouth shape, smiled slightly, and nodded slightly.

Li Chengqian took a deep breath and cleared his throat.

In the Hall of Martial Virtue, it immediately became quiet.

Everyone looked at Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian looked stern, and said coldly: "This official evaluation manual is indeed formulated by the order of the prince. During the period of the prince's supervision of the country, he must strictly follow this manual. Starting tomorrow, the first batch of official inspections will be carried out. Examination!"

As he said that, he looked at Zhangsun Wuji and said, "Pubshe, the eldest grandson, since the emperor left, the three provinces have no one in charge. As the head of the Shangshu province, you should take on this responsibility!"

Changsun Wuji's heart skipped a beat.

Although he didn't know what was written in the assessment manual.

But being led by the nose by Li Chengqian is not a good thing after all.

Just as he was about to speak, Shangguanyi, who was standing in the center of the hall, suddenly roared out.

"The minister waits for the order!"

Zhang Jianzhi and others in the back shouted out almost at the same time as him.

Han Tong, Di Zhixun and the others were a little slow, and after reacting, they hurriedly gestured to their own people behind them.

The 'princelings' shouted one after another: "The minister waits to obey the order!"

Changsun Wuji's face was as black as ashes.

This group of people blocked their own words just like that!

It's simply a hooligan method!

Accustomed to dealing with sophisticated and thoughtful people, Changsun Wuji has never seen that kind of calculation that is full of skin and face in the academy?

It's like a military division who has commanded millions of troops to fight.

No matter how powerful the strategist was, if he was walking alone on the street and met a hooligan carrying a brick, he should be beaten, and he would still be beaten.

People don't care whether you are a military adviser or not, or whether you are good at fighting.

As long as this brick is smashed down, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu will also be smashed all over his face!

Now, Changsun Wuji also understood.

From the very beginning, the group of younger students pushed Shangguanyi out.

Just to bet on my mouth.

Up to now, this group of people shouted at the top of their voices, also trying to block their own mouths.

Seeing that it has been half an hour since I came to Wude Hall, I didn't even say a useful word.

However, it was discussed in advance to bring out the Hedong ink corruption case, which made it difficult for Li Chengqian, let alone when it would be raised.

Thinking about it, Changsun Wuji hated him so much.

He despised this group of students from the academy in his heart, but he had to fear them.

From a certain point of view, this group of students was even more difficult than Fang Xuanling and the others.

After all, Fang Xuanling still wanted face.

But this group of students tore off their own faces, threw them on the ground and stomped a few times, without any psychological burden.

Finally, when they finished shouting, Changsun Wuji refused to continue to suffer.

He repeatedly winked at the two adults, Chen and Jiang.

The two adults, Chen and Jiang, also knew that they could not delay any longer, so they hurriedly took out the memorial.

"Qizuo the Crown Prince of Jianguo, the case of corruption of ink in Hedong has now been found out. The governors of eight places including Fenzhou, Qinzhou, Shizhou, and Yunzhou on Hedong Road, and more than forty counties in their administrative offices, have been involved since the second year of Zhenguan. It has been found that there are more than one hundred cases of ink corruption involving more than 120 million stolen silver, what crimes should be punished for all officials, and I ask the prince of the prison country to show me!"

After the two finished speaking, they handed the memorial to Liu Jin who came down from the stage.

Li Chengqian frowned, took the memorial, and flipped through it a few times.

His face looked a little ugly.

The corruption of ink in Hedong is more serious than what Di Zhixun knew!

In the whole of Hedong, there are only twenty states in total.

There were actually eight assassins involved in the case!

Accounted for nearly half!

If half of the governors of Hedong Road were replaced, and more than 40 county magistrates were dismissed, it would be strange if the local elites didn't make a fuss!

Fortunately, I have already figured out how to deal with it. If Changsun Wuji really succeeds, the consequences will be disastrous!

Thinking about it, Li Chengqian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If those clans in Hedong are forced to rebel, the emperor will definitely deal with him and calm the hearts of those clans.

Thinking of this, he hated Changsun Wuji even more.

Li Chengqian held the memorial, narrowed his eyes, sneered, and said to himself: "Uncle, you are unkind, so don't blame your nephew for being unrighteous!"

Chapter 702 The officials and gentlemen collectively dispatched to rob?

That night, another rare event happened in Chang'an City.

After sending off His Majesty early in the morning, he went to the Wude Palace to wait for the ministers who had not returned all night.

However, in the middle of the night, there were bursts of shouts in the palace, even if they stayed around the gate of Chang'an City, they could hear them clearly.

From midnight to two, until it was almost dawn, the slogan of "one, two, three, four" never stopped!

After the curfew ended, the ordinary people who started their new day of work were almost frightened to death when they left their homes and walked on Suzaku Street.

I saw a group of officials in red robes, their clothes were disheveled, and the official robes were wrinkled out of shape.

Her hair was messed up as if it had been spoiled by someone, and she could smell the smell of sweat from a distance.

Such a group of people, as soon as they left the palace, immediately spread out like wild dogs that had run loose.

Whether it is selling pot helmets or steamed buns, as long as it is edible, it will be robbed in an instant!

The ordinary people who do small business want to cry but have no tears.

I wanted to shout out 'robbery', but I didn't dare.

They could see clearly that the masters in charge of the Chang'an Government Yamen, the Bingma Division, and the City Patrol Division were among these hungry ghosts.

They all stared at their blood-red eyes, looking for breakfast all over the street.

I don't know which yamen official ran a little slower.

Several food vendors have been robbed.

An old man had just brought out a jug of goat milk, and before he could yell, he was pushed away.

The official plunged his head into the vat and drank heavily before he saved his life.

Sellers of fermented glutinous rice, wontons, and even cakes, which are popular recently, have not been spared.

The red-robed officials were like sweeping holes in a plow court, and within a short period of time, they were all "cleared" by Suzaku Street!

The merchants who had just opened their doors were so frightened that they quickly closed the doors and windows.

The officials and gentlemen collectively dispatched to rob?

This is fresh.

Last night, everyone in Chang'an City heard the ghost screaming.

Could it be that the officials are all bewitched?

On Suzaku Avenue, the section closest to the imperial palace, there is only one newsstand, which has not been raided.

After the owner of the newsstand opened the door, as usual, he placed the freshly baked and still hot issue of "Zhizhi" on the big table at the entrance of the newsstand.

Since "Zhizhi" became famous, it has changed from two publications in January to four publications in January, and now it has become a publication every three days.

Even if this is the case, it cannot satisfy the love of the people of Tang Dynasty for "Zhi Zhi".

In many remote areas, "Zhizhi" has become a must-read for officials and students.

Even in the cultural treasures of Hebei and Hebei, "Zhizhi" is the most popular.

In addition to students, almost every ordinary person has a copy.

Only after reading "Zhizhi" can I know the latest policy of the imperial court, so as not to be fooled by local officials.

If you suffer a loss, you can take "Zhi Zhi" to the court and confront the official!

"Knowledge" is the evidence!

In the usual way, on the busiest Zhuque Street, as soon as "Zhizhi" was displayed, it would be looted immediately.

But today, it was really weird!

All the officials and gentlemen seemed to be bewitched.

Who dares to go out?

Not to mention the big girls, even the young men are terrified.

I didn't look at those hawkers, they were all crying like confinement babies!

The owner of the newsstand is not in a hurry.

I've never heard that "Zhizhi" will have sales problems.

As long as this group of neurotic officers and gentlemen leave, the common people will definitely gather around them.

The owner of the newsstand is an old soldier who retired from the army.

People like them would not have been placed by the court.

If you are injured or retired when you are old, the compensation given by the army is not enough to buy a donkey.

it's good now!

Those who are healthy can go to the academy.

There are at least 5 to [-] students and gentlemen there!

They are all delicate and noble people. The pillars of the future court will have at least [-] to [-] servants to serve them, right?

Although the money earned is not much, it is a business that can provide for the elderly.

If you want to earn a lot of money, the construction site of the Liu family, the expansion plan of the Twelve Squares, and even His Majesty's Zhaoling are all suitable places to go.

Tired is a little tired, but I can buy the next family business for my children.

As for those who were injured or even disabled, they either went to work in other industries of the Liu family, or went to several secret bases under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.

The job is easy and there is a lot of money. The only shortcoming is that in recent years, you cannot deal with outsiders and must strictly abide by the confidentiality system.

But if you can't bear the lonely days, you can only choose to open a newsstand.

In Chang'an city alone, there are hundreds of similar newsstands.

This solved the resettlement problem of hundreds of people.

So how much will there be in the entire Datang?

The owner of this newsstand on Suzaku Avenue is a lame old soldier.

As usual, after putting "Zhizhi" away, I poured myself a bowl of physalis soup, picked up a random book, and read it.

The old soldier doesn't know many words, so he can only pick out some relatively simple articles to read.

However, fortunately, in "Zhizhi", the columns about commenting on facts and explaining imperial policies have taken into account the needs of ordinary people in Datang.

I deliberately write the article very plainly, and try to use relatively simple words.

At least people like the old soldier can still understand it after thinking about it.