Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

"Hand over Pixiu!"

"Hand over Pixiu!"

……

Everyone was still shouting loudly, without any intention of paying attention to Jin Yiwei in front of them.

There was even a faint hint of approaching Beizhen Fusi.

"To shut up!"

Lin Mang let out a loud shout suddenly.

This violent shout was like a dragon howling, and the true energy was shaking, setting off a billowing air wave.

The voices of hundreds of people were instantly covered by this sound.

Needle drop is audible.

At this time, three gentle and elegant old men wearing Confucian shirts came out of the crowd, one of them was holding a cane and standing in front of the crowd.

The old man with a cane coughed, stepped forward, and said in a serious voice: "The old man, Lu Wendao, has met you all."

As he spoke, Lu Wendao bowed slightly.

At this time, not far from the street, a figure came running wildly, it was Li Jinzhong.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Jinzhong felt regretful, and was still a step behind.

Li Jinzhong hurriedly walked to Lin Mang's side, pulled him aside, and said in a low voice, "Master Lin, this Lu Wendao is a great Confucianist in the world. He has a high reputation among literati. He has traveled all over the world and has a good reputation among the common people."

"This matter was planned by someone, just to target you, Mr. Lin."

He knew that Lin Mang paid little attention to these matters in Beijing, and he probably didn't know Lu Wendao's identity either.

Such a great Confucianist in the world has a noble status, and anyone who sees them will give a little face.

With Lin Mang's personality, if he did something, it would be a real trouble.

When he first saw this information, he also felt sick in his heart.

The key point is that this is an upright conspiracy. In addition to the special status of these people, as long as they do not break the law, it is difficult for Jin Yiwei to touch them.

This is why they are fearless.

What's more, this group of sour literati have never taken life and death seriously, and are proud of leaving their names in history.

If Jin Yiwei really dared to draw his sword, they probably would have stretched their necks for Jin Yiwei to chop.

Lin Mang glanced at Lu Wendao sideways, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Li, for letting me know."

Li Jinzhong shook his head and said, "It's a small matter, but I'm still a step late."

"However, the other party is doing this in a concealed manner. It is not clear who is behind the scenes. There are only a few small fish."

"Lu Wendao probably didn't know that he was being used as a gun."

Lin Mang nodded slightly, walked towards Lu Wendao, and said coldly, "What is Lu Siye trying to do?"

"This is Beizhen Fusi, do you want to gather a crowd to make trouble?"

"No!" Lu Siye shook his head and asked, "I wonder if Lin Qianhu is here?"

"This is the officer."

Lu Wendao raised his head abruptly, stared at Lin Mang with burning eyes, and bowed slightly: "The old man has seen Mr. Lin."

"I don't know if Mr. Lin is in person, so please don't blame me."

"I came here today to ask Master Lin to enshrine Pixiu in the country. Such auspicious beasts should be enshrined by all people."

"My lord can get Pixiu, this is the fortune of the Ming Dynasty, and it is the fortune of the common people!"

"Pixiu descended from the sky, this is God's approval of me, Daming."

"As the old saying goes, Pixiu is an auspicious beast of heaven and earth, with its own auspicious luck and protection, my Ming Dynasty will flourish day by day."

Lu Wendao's voice was louder and louder, and his face was excited.

Lin Mang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a icy cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Is that what you mean?"

Lu Wendao straightened his clothes and solemnly said: "This is the opinion of scholars like me, and it is also the opinion of thousands of people!"

"Master Lin, as an official of the imperial court, should consider the world."

"The ancients used to say, worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joys later. This is an act for the country and the people. In the future, Master Lin will be admired by all people."

"I beg, Master Lin, please bring out Paixiu!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Wendao bowed.

All the people behind him bent down to salute.

"Master Lin please bring out the Pixiu!"

Lin Mang sneered secretly.

That's enough, even the moral kidnapping method has been used.

I just don't know whose handwriting it is.

Lin Mang's tone was a bit cold, and he said quietly: "This brave is mine, if I don't hand it over, what should I do?"

If ordinary people saw it, they would have flinched at this moment, but Lu Wendao was not moved at all, Kang said passionately: "For the sake of the people of the world, I am willing to kneel down and beg Mr. Lin today."

"I also ask Mr. Lin to give up love and consider it for the people of the world."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the hem of his clothes and was ready to kneel down.

However, his knees were unable to kneel no matter what, and a burst of true energy supported his body.

Lin Mang looked at the group of people coldly, with killing intent surging in his heart.

What a sinister plot!

Really let this person kneel down, tomorrow he will be condemned by countless scholars.

When a great Confucianist in the world kneels down to a Jinyiwei, those who know it is his own kneeling, those who don't know probably think that he forced the other party to kneel.

And even if they knew, so what, they would only think that they forced Lu Wendao, a great scholar in the world, to kneel down.

The group of officials in the court also had an excuse against themselves.

At that time, the crowd will be raging, and in order to appease this group of scholars, the man in the palace may have to make some gestures.

Among the crowd, a person suddenly said: "I implore Mr. Lin to hand over the Pixiu."

Everyone said in unison: "I implore Mr. Lin to hand over the Pixiu."

Lin Mang didn't even look at the group of people, but looked down at Lu Wendao, his tone serious: "Lu Siye, do you really want to do this?"

His tolerance is also limited.

A hint of apology flashed in Lu Wendao's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Master Lin, I have raised 4 taels of silver, and I am willing to donate it to Master Lin as compensation."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"very good!"

Lin Mang said three times, his eyes were extremely cold.

4 taels!

Can a mere 4 taels be exchanged for a Pixiu?

If this group of people were really asked to spend 4 taels until tomorrow, how would the people in Beijing talk about themselves?

They are noble and selfless, and he is selfish.

They are for the country and the people, and he is a court lackey, butcher.

All people are foolish, and the common people are even more foolish.

Fame and fortune are all for you, and I have to be infamous!

Lin Mang looked at Lu Wendao coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Lu Siye will wait here for a while, and I will go get Pixiu right away."

Hearing this, a relieved smile appeared on Lu Wendao's face.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for making it happen!"

"In the future, Lord Lin will be admired by all people!"

Lu Wendao bowed again, with a sincere tone.

Many literati and scholars who followed behind were overjoyed, and some people in the crowd even had a hint of ridicule in their eyes.

Now who in the capital has never heard of Lin Mang's name, God of Killing, Butcher, and Madman, I don't know how many people regard him as an eagle dog and running dog.

If they can successfully bring back Pixiu today, they will definitely become famous among scholars in the world.

With this reputation, it will be easier for them to replace officials among the six ministries in the future.

And this Lin Qianhu will definitely lose face.

……

Lin Mang turned around and walked towards the Zhen Fusi, glanced coldly at Jin Yiwei, and said coldly, "Why are you free?"

"Not going back yet!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.

Seeing that Lin Qianhu was in a bad mood, touching his brow at this moment was purely courting death.

Everyone hurried back to the Zhenfu Department.

The gate of Beizhen Fusi also slowly closed.

"Master Lin, do you really want to hand it over?"

Li Jinzhong also walked in.

The adoptive father said that Lin Mang would have a way to deal with it. Judging from the current situation, it might be a bit difficult.

"pay?"

Lin Mang smiled coldly, and said coldly, "They have to dare to take it."

"Come on!"

Tang Qi bowed and said, "My lord."

Lin Mang whispered in his ear, "Go to Liufang, Beicheng, and find people from those gangs..."

Tang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up.

Looking at the faces of the group of people outside, he also held back a fire in his heart.

Ever since they followed the adults, when did they suffer from such uselessness?

Lin Mang patted Tang Qi's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Tell them, don't hold back, I will take care of them if there is anything."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely explain it properly." Tang Qi smiled and turned to leave.

Following Tang Qi's departure, Lin Mang ordered someone to bring a chair, and sat down at the gate of Beizhen Fusi.

Not only that, hundreds of people from the Qianhu House in the West Court stood behind them with swords in their hands, their faces filled with fear.

Some Jin Yiwei who wanted to leave were stopped.

Li Jinzhong asked curiously, "What do you want to do?"

Lin Mang motioned for someone to bring a chair to Li Jinzhong, playing around with it: "I'll find out soon."

Li Jinzhong took a deep look at Lin Mang, and didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Mang said in a deep voice, "Today, the governor of Beizhen inspected the files behind closed doors. The matter is confidential. No one is allowed to go out, and no one is allowed to enter."

"Yes!"

Everyone behind him responded in unison.

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