Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

"Same feeling!"

This Miss Jiang has been in the Zhenfu Division for several days.

Originally, Jinyiwei was an important place, and it was impossible for ordinary people to act at will.

But who let this person be bestowed by the Queen Mother herself, even more so by the adults.

No one in the Fusi of Beizhen would dare to say a word.

Many Jinyiwei also gave him face very much.

A Jin Yiwei turned around and said, "I sent the food box in."

Outside the imperial prison, Jiang Yuyan stood by the wall, quietly looking into the distance, with a trace of curiosity in her eyes.

She is the person next to the Queen Mother.

He was brought into the palace by the queen mother and has been serving the queen mother.

For the Empress Dowager to bestow her on this Jinyiwei Town Fushi, she actually resisted in her heart.

Even in the palace, she had heard of the name of the pacifier.

Kill God!

Butcher!

Every time I hear about him, it seems to be related to the ransacking of the family.

Many people in the palace said that the governor of Jinyiwei was cruel and ruthless, and there were even rumors that he ate babies.

But she couldn't disobey the Queen Mother's will.

It's a pity that I have been here for many days, but I haven't even seen each other face to face.

After watching for a while, he turned and left.

……

The news of the historian's destruction is quietly fading away.

And above the court, a major event also happened.

Zhang Juzheng's policy was revived.

Although it was resisted by many, it was passed in the end.

However, the emperor was the boycotting party, while the proposer was the cabinet and many officials.

Many officials were confused about the situation, and did not dare to stand in line easily, so they could only remain neutral.

Recently, the situation in the court was too weird. If he was a little careless, he would either be demoted or suspended for investigation.

Time passed day by day, and the weather in the entire Shuntian Prefecture was gradually getting colder.

One month after Lin Mang was imprisoned, an imperial decree called him out again.

Stepping out of the gate of the imperial prison, Lin Mang quietly squinted his eyes as he looked at the scorching sun above his head.

This ghost place is really not for people.

The only entertainment every day is to chop people with a knife.

Stretching slightly, he rushed to Yuan Changqing's yard.

As soon as he was admitted to the hospital, Lin Mang's expression froze suddenly, and he looked at Yuan Changqing in surprise.

Perhaps it was because of the mastery of the spirit of Changing Heaven and Earth that his perception was exceptionally clear.

At this moment, Yuan Changqing gave him the feeling that he was like a sharp and restrained sword.

That kind of hidden and introverted feeling is stronger than the leader of the Green Bamboo Gang I saw last time.

Yuan Changqing held the tea, took a sip, narrowed his eyes, and quietly observed Lin Mang.

The fluctuations of that day originated from the imperial prison.

And in the entire imperial prison, there was only Lin Mang.

Yuan Changqing put down his teacup, got up and said solemnly: "Jinyiwei North Town Fusi Town Fushi - Lin Mang listens to the order."

While speaking, he took the imperial decree from the table.

Yuan Changqing slowly opened the imperial decree, and said in a deep voice: "Following the heavens to carry the emperor, the edict said: Shanxi earthquake, the people were displaced, and Jin Yiwei Town Fushi went to Shanxi to inspect the disaster relief and comfort the people's livelihood."

Lin Mang was slightly taken aback, and quickly said, "The minister leads the order!"

Lin Mang took the imperial decree and got up, and said strangely: "Master Yuan, I would like to ask, shouldn't Jin Yiwei be responsible for disaster relief?"

Even if Jin Yiwei is sent, a thousand households will be sent along with the officials sent by the imperial court to assist.

Yuan Changqing shook his head and said, "The purpose of sending you to Shanxi this time is not just for disaster relief."

"Recently spies from Shanxi came to report that Shanxi officials are in chaos, and many local thousand-household offices are in collusion with officials."

"Your Majesty was furious when he heard about it, and determined to punish the officials in Shanxi."

"Recently, the court has resumed the policy of the former Zhang Shoufu. Most of the censors have been sent to various places to measure the land again. During your absence, there are many thousand households and deputy thousand households from Beizhen Fusi."

"Even the people from the Second East and West Factory have gone there."

"If only one thousand households are sent there, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find out the truth, and His Majesty will feel uneasy."

Yuan Changqing paused, and said in a deep voice: "In addition, the death of Wen Yuanzhu, the supervisory censor of Shanxi Province, needs to be investigated."

Lin Mang was shocked.

As far as he knew, there were eight supervisory censors in Shanxi Province. Although they were only the seventh rank, they were humble but powerful.

Even if the prefects of various prefectures see each other, they still have to show face.

Since the matter was specially asked to investigate, it seems that the cause of death of the supervisory censor is very suspicious.

However, he was still surprised to hear that the imperial court was now implementing Zhang Juzheng's policy again.

He doesn't know how to govern the country.

But he knew that Zhang Juzheng's strategy was indeed beneficial to Daming.

Lin Mang stood up and said, "I understand."

"I'm leaving now!"

Yuan Changqing suddenly smiled mysteriously, and said with deep meaning: "Go and have a look in your courtyard, there are surprises."

"What surprise?"

Seeing Yuan Changqing's appearance, I always felt a little malicious.

Yuan Changqing got up, walked towards the house with his hands behind his back, and said quietly: "It's not a surprise if you say it."

Seeing this, Lin Mang didn't ask any more questions.

All the way back to the town governor's office.

But as soon as the door was opened, a woman in a white gown was wiping the table in the room.

Hearing the door being pushed open, Jiang Yuyan looked back.

Seeing the flying fish suit on Lin Mang's body, Min's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly saluted, "Yuyan has seen you."

Such a flying fish suit, so young, it should be the envoy, right?

It looks... different from the rumors.

Hearing this, Lin Mang frowned slightly.

Yuyan...

Lin Mang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously asked, "Your surname is Jiang?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yuyan opened her lips slightly and nodded again.

How does he know?

Lin Mang's hand holding the knife tightened slightly.

This appearance is wrong!

"Why are you here?"

Lin Mang finally resisted the urge to draw his sword.

Jiang Yuyan said softly: "My lord, the queen mother asked me to come."

Jiang Yuyan looked up at Lin Mang cautiously, and continued, "The queen mother said, I will take care of your daily life in the future and serve you all the time."

The corner of Lin Mang's mouth twitched, he waved his hand and said, "Go out first."

He now knew what the surprise Yuan Changqing was talking about.

"Yes." Jiang Yuyan didn't dare to say more, turned around respectfully and left.

Lin Mang sat on the grand teacher's chair with a big horse, stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, and couldn't help sighing.

"Trouble!"

It is said to take care of daily life, but to put it bluntly, this is surveillance.

Chapter 165 I just like the stubborn look of you

In the Hall of the Provost,

Lin Mang silently put down the secret report just delivered, picked up the tea on the table and drank it slowly.

The earthquake in Pingyang Prefecture, Shanxi Province severely affected nearly tens of thousands of people.

In addition to the disaster caused by the earthquake, the dam of the river broke and the river poured out, submerging many villages and towns on both sides of the river.

These are all reported in secret reports, and the real situation may be more serious than this.

Under the catastrophe, the common people were displaced, the merchants sat on the ground and raised prices, and the population was traded...

Countless!

It would be fine if the local government did something, but if a group of corrupt officials were in power, the people's life would be even more difficult.

"The people are living in dire straits!" Lin Mang sighed quietly.

It happened that Shanxi Road's supervisory censor passed away at this juncture. It is hard to believe that there is no necessary connection between the two.

If this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, after a long time, it is inevitable that some people will instigate the theory of "Heavenly Punishment".

At that time, the censor in the palace should point his nose and scold the faint king again.

There were footsteps outside the hall.

Tang Qi came from the door and said respectfully: "My lord, the personnel have been counted and we can leave at any time."

"Also, Lord Yan is back."

Lin Mang put down the teacup and hurriedly asked, "How is he doing?"

After he came back, he sent people to look for Yan Jue and revoked his arrest warrant.

Tang Qi cupped his hands and said, "I have suffered some injuries, but luckily none of them are fatal, and my life is safe."

Lin Mang nodded slightly, and ordered, "Go to the Imperial Hospital and find some good healing medicine for him."

"Let him not participate in this operation in Shanxi, and let him be temporarily in charge of the recruitment of Beizhen Fusi Jinyiwei."

Tang Qi nodded in response, glanced at Lin Mang carefully, and said hesitantly, "My lord, about Miss Jiang..."

Lin Mang's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "Let her rent a yard near here."

"Beizhen Fusi Naijin Yiwei is important, and she still has too much inconvenience here."

After all, this place is Beizhen Fusi, and he doesn't want to lose his mind.

Besides, he wasn't used to being served.

To be sent by the queen mother from the palace to monitor him, no matter how you think about it, he will not be a simple person.

Besides, in the palace, intrigue is no less than that in the officialdom, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it cannibalize people without spit out bones.