[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

[In the 15th year of Xiangtai, a pair of Taisui Ganoderma lucidum was tributed by the southern Yunnan Province, and the fairy meat was worth a hundred dollars...]

[In the 17th year of Xiangtai, Guangxi paid tribute to fifty Arhat Fairy Fruits, and a piece of Moon Insect Gu King Meat...]

[In the 26th year of Xiangtai, Jiangliandong County paid tribute to 66 pieces of squid, sealed with lard and ice, and delivered by flying horse...]

[In the 32nd year of Xiangtai, Wu Sizang paid tribute to Tianshan Mountain with seven groups of ice and snow lotus buds and [-] sets of nine-color antler...]

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This spanned more than forty years, and the tribute list from all over the world was in front of Miao Xuan unreservedly. As he quickly flipped through the folded pages, the small system scanned and extracted the content in real time, quickly classified them, and made Draw out a rough classification chart and hand it directly into Miao Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

The boring data makes people dizzy, and it is even more unintuitive to express it in words. Fortunately, there are statistical charts. The more Miao Xuan looks at this long table, the more energetic he is, and the more he confirms his inner guess.

The small system calculated the account books, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: [Calculated according to the productivity of this era, this is really a terrifying number...]

Miao Xuan flipped through the book mechanically while staring at the form in the sea of ​​consciousness, and sighed after hearing the words: Yes.

The manpower and material resources that the ruling class of the feudal society can dispatch are considerable, and they can enjoy all the best labor results that can be achieved under the current productivity, whether it is a huge consumption of handicrafts or extremely rare raw materials. The latter are mostly materials such as wood and stone.

It's not that no one in the public has responded to this situation. For example, "Three thousand miles are not three days, how many horses and horses are killed?" This describes the royal family's fresh express delivery...

But no matter how touching and literary these poems are, the exaggerated status quo of the tribute has not been improved.

Among the complicated and complicated tributes, the most strange thing for Miao Xuan is the precious medicinal materials. This kind of thing between crafts and raw materials has a wide range of uses, but the royal family's demand for them has reached an exaggerated level. They flow into the palace like water in the north, south, sea, and overseas. It makes people wonder whether the nobles in the palace are popular with stewing themselves in iron pots-it can't be braised in brown sauce, it must be medicinal food.

When thoroughly investigating a case, it is always a good choice to start from the perspective of material economy. Clues to the truth are often hidden in the ledgers and receipts, but this method is equally difficult, and the biggest difficulty lies in the workload—whether it is to identify the truth or not. False, or finding problem data in massive data, or obtaining usable information after analysis, each of which represents a huge workload.

Ordinary corruption cases require the efforts of a team for several days, let alone involving the secrets of the royal family?The data stored in the Western Bureau's warehouse is very complicated. If only one person counts, his calculation speed may not be able to keep up with the recording speed. This is the main reason why Wei Jin could not guess the purpose of Miao Xuan's trip.

So far, no one knows that Miao Xuan has the assistance of a small system, and his investigation will be extremely secretive...

It’s just that, on top of the already heavy work, it’s all overtime (wiping tears.jpg)

This overtime, what a beauty.

*

Six days later, the Great Court Meeting.

The gates of the Jiuzhong Palace were opened one after another, and the important officials of the imperial court walked on the prescribed avenue in an orderly manner. From the first bell toll, within a short half a quarter of an hour, these distinguished scholars and officials filled the huge Golden Palace to the brim. , There is no longer a radish pit to spare.

Wei Jin was the first group to come. He was already waiting in the hall long before the bells and drums rang. There are many rules and secrets in this bright and majestic morning court. For example, the earlier you come, the higher your status. The more you gain the emperor's trust...

At this point, no courtier can surpass the internal servants and secret guards. The first batch of guards must be the Sishenwei and the Western Police Bureau. The governor, Jiang Huai of the Lushu Guard, and Yang Shouyi of the Pixiu Guard.

Wei Jin spotted these two in the secret place of the hall with a single glance. Jiang Huai was over forty years old, with a tough and masculine appearance. He was younger, but his appearance was very ordinary, and there was nothing distinctive about his figure or temperament, so he was a natural spy material.

Jiang Huai's stupidity and Yang Shouyi's cunning fit their personality perfectly...

Wei Jin looked away boredly, and turned to glance at His Highness's officials. Dazhao's scholar assessment includes appearance and demeanor, so most of the people who can go to the hall to face saints maintain an above-average appearance standard. The majestic posture in the hall, amidst the roar of the bell to remind the virtuous, appeared very imposing.

At the end of the twelve bells, everyone returned to their positions. When the lingering sound of the last bell quietly dispersed, a figure quietly swayed behind the pillar on the side of the throne. His movement was extremely mysterious and concealed, filling the hall. Only Wei Jin noticed him.

It was Lan Xuan. Every time this person went to court, he always looked like he was coping with the matter. For more than ten years, he was somewhat similar to the pillar in front of him-golden and jade-like, taciturn.

A few more bells rang in the main hall, this time it meant that the emperor had arrived, and the eunuch with the loudest voice began to broadcast the Queen's land, and the bright yellow figure strode forward surrounded by a group of servants, the classic skin The little emperor looked solemn and majestic, even though he still maintained a gentle expression, it did not conflict with his temperament.

The emperor is seated, and the court meeting begins. According to the usual practice, at the beginning of the court meeting, most of the performances are reported by various places. This part is basically to sing praises, and will not reflect any substantive issues. Listening distractedly, while relying on the strength of martial arts, he looked at the expression of the little emperor.

The throne is high above, and the courtiers can't look up directly at the superior, so no one can control where the little emperor wants to look, but as expected, the little majesty is also distracted, not only distracted, but also looking at Lan Xuan openly.

As for Lan Xuan——Wei Jin didn't believe that Lan Xuan couldn't notice this attention, but he still looked indifferent, standing upright, only a little more indifferent than the pillar in front of him.

The memorials from all over the country generally report upwards, and everyone lowers their eyes, tacitly waiting for this link to pass. Miao Xuan frowned, with a dignified and focused appearance. He seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact he was in a sea of ​​spirits Study the table given by the small system.

Looking at it comprehensively, the consumption of almost all tributes is increasing year by year, and the consumption of medicines is the most important. It has doubled every ten years in the past 40 years. In recent years, it has converged, but it has only not increased. The total amount remains the same. considerable.

Although the social ethos of Zhuzhao has been proud of extravagance in the past hundred years, compared with the vast number of nobles, the fighting power of the Zhuzhao royal family is too scary.

"The minister has important matters to play!"

A mid-spirited voice lit up in the hall, which immediately brought Miao Xuan back to his senses. Only then did he notice that the master's favorite song (Fa) Gong (Stay) Song (Huan) De (Festival) had ended, In name, it is free to speak, but in fact it is the stage of seniority ranking.

However, today’s performance is a bit different. It’s not the cabinet elders who stepped forward first, but the second-level military minister. This person has the standard appearance of middle-aged and elderly politicians in the Dazhao Dynasty, with a low ass A master of old money, he won the appreciation of the commander of Paixiu Guards. The person involved shared with Miao Xuan more than once-"If you want to copy the home of the Minister of the Ministry of War, I must see it in person."

Of course, the minister of the Ministry of War did not know that he was already being missed. He was still satisfied with being a pawn of the cabinet and his mentor.

"My lord, dare to impeach Lan Xuan, the Commander of the Qilin Guard. This person is in a high position, bullied his subordinates and flattered his superiors, and committed eight major crimes in a row! Unforgivable!" First, the Liaodong King died tragically, and Commander Lan..."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan was helpless, thinking that this was really to impeach him, and he didn't know what happened between the little emperor and the cabinet in the past few months, forcing the cabinet to use the factory guard as a raft.

But having said that, as long as the case of the Liaodong Prince's Mansion is not concluded, it will always be Qilinwei who is not good at doing things. With so many lives on the case, it is understandable to be scolded...

Miao Xuan sighed silently.

"...greeding public funds, conniving subordinates to commit crimes! Sixth, gathering people in prostitution for fun, using forbidden music to blaspheme the saint's words!"

As soon as this crime was made, it seemed that all the enthusiasm of the Minister of the Ministry of War had been ignited. His voice jumped up and down, as if not cultivating private morality was a thousand times more abhorrent than the destruction of the royal family.

"Seventh, insult the widowed daughter of Zhenlie, rob the wife and family of the county king, and insult the son of a good family!"

"Eighth, to resist the decree and not obey it, and to keep favors without form, this is a heinous crime!"

In the bright morning light, the old man was spitting all over the place, and his colleagues also showed expressions of condemnation and contempt. When this group of people faced the tragedy of exterminating their families, they all looked at their eyes, nose, nose, nose, and heart, but at this moment But everyone is eager to try.

"...I don't regret my death, I implore my emperor to be clear!!!"

After the eloquent cursing, the old man finally felt at ease. Then he stopped his magical powers and looked at the big pillar by the side of the throne. It's as if they didn't hear it at all.

Minister of the Ministry of War: "..."

After the cursing, the minister of the Ministry of War bowed his head and stood in awe, and the hall fell into a moment of silence. No one dared to speak unless the emperor spoke. Everyone was waiting for the emperor's reaction. Who didn't know that Landuwei was His Majesty's heart, This memorial directly pointed at the scolding of "favoring the superior and bullying the inferior", how would he react?

After hearing this proclamation, Zhu Qiheng didn't fly into a rage, he just lowered his eyes expressionlessly, as if he was distracted, so that people couldn't see his happiness or anger.

All the courtiers in the palace became nervous at the same time, but in complete contrast to them, most of the factory guards and palace servants at the top didn't take it seriously, and Wei Jin even sneered unabashedly in a low voice.

After a long time, the young emperor finally had enough of this group of people, and then he said unhurriedly: "Wei Jin, tell me, my commander really committed these... oh, the eight deadly crimes?" 7K 妏敩

Wei Jin stepped forward respectfully, but he didn't answer the question directly, but he narrated the whole story in a clear and orderly way, starting from Qilinwei's settlement of the Jiangnan witchcraft case and Jinwuwei's arrival in Liaodong, including of course the whole story of the widow's burial. , without the slightest bias, any insider would have to boast of being fair.

In fact, the emperor knew the details a long time ago, and he didn't feel impatient after hearing it again. When Wei Jin's report was over, he didn't say much, and directly issued the verdict: "The case of killing the door of the Liaodong Palace was caused by evil spirits, and the Qilin Guard had no merit or fault. "

This judgment is not fair, Qilin Guard's duty is to slay demons and demons, even if the case is beyond the scope of Qilin Guard's ability, it cannot be "no merit and no fault".

The Minister of the Ministry of War refused to accept it, and immediately repeated one set after another, and this time he was not the only one who spoke enthusiastically. Those innocent lives who died in vain due to evil spirits, they only focus on the issue of personal morality.

Even Miao Xuan found it absurd - no one dared to mention the Miemen case, and this group of people cleverly pinned the real culprit of the Miemen case on the head of the little emperor.

Faced with the excitement in the hall, the little emperor finally let go. He showed helplessness, looked at the big cousin behind the pillar regretfully, and then sighed: "I really can't favor my cousin, so I'll fine you a three-month salary. Be a warning to others!"

Miao Xuan: ...

Ministers: ...

Even the superintendent of the Four Divine Guards, the three-month salary is pitifully low, even less than the little emperor's monthly reward, so this punishment is equivalent to three glasses of wine, which is blatant favoritism, and the little emperor closed the case like this , It's not so much a retreat as a mockery.

All the ministers in the hall were waiting to make persistent efforts and speak enthusiastically, but the little emperor said in a nonchalant manner: "My dear ones, this matter is over."

It was just this simple sentence, no one in the palace dared to respond, and even the elders of the pavilion temporarily stopped their momentum.

In just a few months, the emperor who had just ascended the throne had initially cultivated the behavior habits he wanted for his courtiers. Miao Xuan, who had been away from Beijing for several months, had never seen this scene and was secretly shocked.

The hall was silent, and the little emperor immediately started to roll the roll: "Cui Shangshu, how are you preparing for this year's Spring Festival, is the Imperial College ready?"

The Minister of Rites came out obediently: "Yes, I have already drawn up..."

……

*

As the setting sun fell, it dyed the golden roof extraordinarily brightly. The dynasty that lasted for a whole day finally came to an end. After listening to nonsense for a whole day, Miao Xuan's ears were finally liberated. It was something that needed to be thanked, but Miao Xuan really didn't want to thank him on the dragon bed, so he quickly slipped away...

Miao Xuan was able to do this not because of the "emperor's grace" of the duck ministers, but because of his own strength and status.

No one can replace Qilinwei in killing evil spirits. The real core of Qilinwei is the commander, and "Lan Xuan" is still a standard loner, he has no weaknesses.

As long as it doesn't involve the bottom line, whatever Miao Xuan wants to do will not harm the family. Not only that, the little emperor will try his best to avoid the most extreme situation, because Wei Jin is the only one who can compare with Lan Xuan in terms of force, but His old Zhu's family only had these two arms, and the outcome of the fight to the death was to lose everything.

So even if the blood and emotional factors are removed, does the little emperor dare to be dissatisfied with the laxity of "Commander Lan Xuan"?

impossible.

Zhu Qiheng was able to make Wei Jin's life worse than death with the "Beixi Stele", but for Lan Xuan, he could only rely on loyalty and friendship.

But how to put it, the emperor still has to give face, so Miao Xuan left Tang Tongzhi on duty in the palace (Old Tang:???), while he happily slipped out of the palace gate, and he did not go to the officials. The entertainment place he loves, but turned to the south of the city and directly killed the Imperial College.

If the west of the city is populated by poor people, and the east of the city belongs to the dignitaries, then the south of the city can be roughly divided into the middle class. There is the most prosperous commercial district in this era, and there are hotels and post houses established accordingly. The residents also have a better life. The living conditions here are a place where nobles can go on tour in modest clothes.

Miao Xuan's sense of this place is quite good. In this world, he entered Beijing at the age of 15. Because he was still young, even if he entered Qilin Guard, he was working part-time and studying, that is, completing the homework assigned by the teacher while coping with the work of the factory guard. I come to the Imperial College once a week to attend a one-on-one cram school, and I am very familiar with the terrain.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the owners of the priests and wine priests in the Imperial College are all regarded as half of Miao Xuan's teachers—the kind who can never give up.

Miao Xuan detoured the way to school that year, and then turned into the courtyard wall of the Imperial College from the backyard, and found the dormitory building directly.

This dormitory building is actually what Miao Xuanhe called the small system. It is actually a row of small flats, and every four rooms are equipped with a small courtyard. As for how many people can live there, it depends on the situation of the students.

Alas, this dormitory building, why did I renovate it as soon as I graduated...

Miao-Xuan, a post-graduate student, sighed in his heart, and landed in a certain courtyard accurately.

*

Living in the capital is not easy.

The so-called land of the first good actually has no great good deeds worthy of praise. On the contrary, countless great evil things have happened here since ancient times. They happened in a way that ordinary people can't understand. How many poor people's lives have been taken.

As a foreigner who stepped into Gyeonggi for the first time, Qi Rendong knew very well what his real purpose was, but it was not yet time for him to exert his strength, and what he needed to do most was to wait.

His father had high hopes for him, and he would never fall into the prestige of Youjitai.

In the dead of night, the neighbors next door still heard the faint sound of reciting poems. The students of the Imperial College cherish the rare opportunity to enroll and are very diligent. Qi Rendong agrees with their diligence, but he will never study the Four Books and Five Classics like these students.

The so-called Four Books and Five Classics do contain the rules of today's world, but it is enough to understand and memorize them. Studying word by word is really a crime.

Thinking of this, Qi Rendong smiled with a sense of superiority—the group of students called him a "playboy" in private, but they never expected that he could hear it clearly, and the group of domestic birds only thought he was Tired and lazy, but he doesn't know that he is the frog in the bottom of the well.

Qi Rendong silently recited "Fengsheng Chapter" in "Xuan Xu Ling", and when he was about to meditate to raise his energy, someone suddenly knocked lightly on the paper window in front of the table.

Is there someone outside the window? !

Qi Rendong was shocked, and subconsciously pulled out the barrier knife in his arms. You must know that Qi's hidden guards are still guarding the courtyard, and his own martial arts are not low, so he didn't even notice that the room was approached by outsiders. His cultivation is far superior to the few of them, and he actually visited at this time...

There was no reply for a long time, so the person outside the window tapped lightly on the window lattice again, which can be said to be very polite, Qi Rendong turned his arm upside down and pressed his wrist to hide the knife, then opened the window, and said in surprise: "Your disrespect, have you never heard of it?" ...Uncle Lan?"

The person waiting outside the window was Lan Xuan. He was holding a thick envelope in his hand. He was still wearing the dark green uniform of the Qilin Guard, but his hair was tied up. He looked solemn and steady. I don't know if it was because of the warmth of the candlelight. , Qi Rendong only felt that he was softer than before.

"The incident happened for a reason, so I'd take the liberty to disturb you." Miao Xuan said succinctly, "The spring festival is approaching, and His Majesty will definitely promote you. I don't know how Qi Yanheng arranged it, but you must be careful in the future."

Qi Rendong was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I see, thank you for your trouble."

Seeing the young man raising his eyebrows and smiling, Miao Xuan immediately understood that You Jitai had already made preparations, and they came here for this. For the future of the Qi family and You Jitai, Qi Yanheng had already made up his mind.

Miao Xuan couldn't speak for a while, he just felt that Qi Rendong in front of him looked like Qi Yanheng back then, and he still remembered that Qi Yanheng had such ostentatious self-confidence back then, but when they parted on the hidden island, the little sister of the Qi family After being forced to death, he completely restrained himself...

But it is related to the future of the family, and no one else has the right to interfere. Even if Miao Xuan is the head of both the Lan family and the Shen family, to put it bluntly, Lan Xuan entered Beijing at the age of 15, no matter how Xiao Yanheng persuaded him It's useless, what can he say now?

"Uncle Lan, come in and have a seat." Qi Rendong stepped aside, and he felt that the invitation was a bit rash, so he added a few words, "I don't know how to thank you, how can I let you leave without taking a sip of tea? Woolen cloth."

Miao Xuan regained consciousness from the memory, and immediately declined: "No need, I'm leaving now, after today, Qilin Wei will be at the forefront, and Wei Jin and I will monitor each other, so there will be no more people around me. Believable, if there is anything important, you can only send the message to the dark pile."

"Don't worry, if there is any unexpected accident, I will definitely notice it without a summons."

Once he returns to the capital, he will come to you if he doesn’t look for things. Miao Xuan has a premonition that the future will be bloody, and all he can do is to find the truth in this chaos...

As one of the eyes of the typhoon, Miao Xuan didn't think there was any safe place around him, and anyone who got close to him was bound to get involved in trouble.

Qi Rendong didn't take it seriously: "Uncle Lan, can everything be fine if I don't come to look for you? I was ordered to go to Beijing...and I heard from my father that you became a Qilin guard at the age of 15. Of course I want to learn from you." gone."

Golden Crow Guard...

Miao Xuan had indeed guessed that since the death of the guard, the current Golden Crow Guard was a mess, just waiting for someone who reached out to close it, and Qi Yanheng was not afraid of risks, so he saw this opportunity as expected.

Miao Xuan sighed in his heart, it was not easy to dissuade him, so he repeatedly warned: "No matter what it is, if you have a relationship with the imperial palace, it will have a lot of ramifications. No matter what kind of good opportunity you find, don't be impulsive. Follow your father's instructions and put your own safety first."

Qi Rendong lowered his eyes: "You are talking about..."

It sounded like he believed his father's meaning very much. Qi Rendong was naturally very proud to get such an evaluation from Lan Xuan, but he felt a little unconvinced in his heart.

Looking at Uncle Lan's behavior, he was completely treated as a child. It seemed that he couldn't walk without being supported. This caring person was so caring that he was just about to be fed.

Seeing the child being educated, Miao Xuan thought for a while, and couldn't help but add: "You will have an audience with His Majesty in the next Spring Festival, remember to be cautious in your words and deeds, and if you really join the Golden Crow Guard, please be careful... Pay attention to Lu Shuwei."

Lu Shuwei?Not mentioning the Pixiu Guard in the Western Bureau, but only mentioning the Lu Shu Guard, this was beyond Qi Rendong's expectations. After all, the Lu Shu Guard is the most insignificant guard among the factory guards. It is not as good as Qilin, and it is not as good as Pixiu in terms of trial, and it is even worse than Xiju.

Seeing that Qi Rendong was confused, Miao Xuan couldn't explain it to him. This reminder was also the product of his flash of inspiration. In the past few days, when he looked at the form, he found that almost all the medicines flowed to Lu Shuwei, although Lu Shuwei took care of it. The royal family signed for the supplies, but Miao Xuan's intuition was touched.

In any case, there is nothing wrong with being cautious.

"Then I'll go first." As the sky became darker, Miao Xuan said softly, "Gyeonggi has always been uneven, and these waves never appear on the surface. Ren...cough, Yinteng, be careful in everything .”

Before the words fell, the figure outside the window had already dissipated lightly. Qi Rendong was amazed. This kind of lightness kung fu is really powerful, as light as catkins and as fast as swifts. It's no wonder that Lan Xuan didn't have any warning before knocking on the window. When he wanted to close the window At that time, he found the big envelope on the window lattice.

It was left by Lan Xuan. So it wasn't something he carried with him, but it was specially given to him?

Qi Rendong opened it and found that there was a thick stack of handwritten books inside. The small script that filled the pages was even more correct than Taige style, and there was no cleverness at all, but the content written in it made him feel like a treasure. .

This is a piece of inner court intelligence, which has been screened to a high standard. It is not considered a leak of secrets, but it also details the relationship network that is difficult for outsiders to see. There are many details that are worth pondering. It is the information that Youjitai urgently needs. .

After closing the book, Qi Rendong finally calmed down. At this time, he also saw the nondescript handwriting on the cover, and this time he couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps to deceive people, the cover of this book actually copied the popular "Biography of Epiphyllum". This book seems to be a flower book, but in fact it is a metaphor for the mutual promise of a beautiful man and a man for a lifetime. It was once a must-read for children's private meetings. literature.

It seems that the person who knocked on the window in the middle of the night is not necessarily a boudoir's private meeting, and it is not only Zanhua Xiaokai that is used in this Yanshu ruler.

Qi Rendong put away the envelope, thinking that his handwriting was just like his own. He thought Lan Xuan's handwriting would be unruly and unrestrained, but he actually wrote a stern and upright craftsman's handwriting, which is even more impressive than Xingkai's cursive cursive I think it should be taken for granted, just by looking at it, it reminds me of Lord Governor Wei's serious copying...

Lan Xuan was indeed the same as his father described.