Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Yang Tiansheng looked at Yang Ge silently, his eyes a little complicated.

After a long time, he finally said: "I know that your brain is better than mine... but have you really thought about it clearly? Do you know what you will face if you say these words?"

"The arena is not about fighting and killing."

"Jianghu is about human nature!"

"Running on a rampage just because you're not afraid of death is really going to kill you..."

Yang Ge suddenly smiled and said, "Do you still understand this?"

Yang Tiansheng frowned: "Do you really think that I have been in the world for so many years, all with a sword?"

Yang Ge suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Then have you ever thought that this might be the reason why your sword is not sharp enough?"

Yang Tiansheng opened his mouth to refute, but before the words came out, he suddenly remembered that his old father seemed to have said similar words. He was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"I understand the principle of 'it is easy to break if it is too strong', and I also understand the principle of 'the first citron will die first'."

Yang Ge said slowly but firmly: "But I believe that the two most important words in life are the word 'choice'."

"You want to do things, but you also want to cherish yourself?"

"How can there be such a cheap thing in the world!"

"That's true for me."

"The same goes for those people in the world who want fame and fortune."

After a pause, he smiled again: "Besides, the three and six elders of Lianlianwu are all dead because of this matter. If I withdraw now to protect myself... then who am I, Yang Ge!"

Although he was smiling, even a fool could hear the anger and determination in his words.

Yang Tiansheng thought for a long time before he nodded and said: "I understand, I will do this as soon as possible. You should be prepared yourself. The time is too long. I am afraid there will be many experts coming. You know, if you have money It can make ghosts grind..."

Yang Ge stood up, walked slowly to the window, and looked out the window at the dark night: "It doesn't matter... let the storm come more violently!"

…

"puff……"

Shen Fa sprayed tea all over the table, but he didn't even bother to look at it. He leaned forward with his upper body supported on the table, and said in shock: "What did you say? That dead snake captured all the officials of Yangzhou Prefecture?" "

Fang Ke, who was so dusty that he didn't even have time to change his clothes, bowed down in the hall with his papers in both hands, and corrected him carefully after hearing the sound: "My lord, it's not all of them, it's most of them..."

"Send it up!"

Shen Fa's head was buzzing and his whole body felt bad.

Fang Ke walked forward with small steps and presented the document in his hand.

Shen Fa snatched the document with his hands, and when he pulled it open, he saw that it was full of crooked handwriting. It was so ugly that he was so angry that he couldn't help complaining: "Can't you practice your handwriting? ?Who can understand this?"

Although his eyes were still dark at the moment, he didn't know what was going on.

But he was only angry with Yang Ge for taking away all the officials of Yangzhou Prefecture without asking for instructions.

I really don’t worry about Yang Ge relying on the authority of Xiuyiwei to bully others, take bribes and pervert the law...

What bad thoughts could a dead snake have with its mind full of eating and waiting to die?

He skimmed through the long article of no less than 2,000 words, then turned around and re-read it word by word. The impatience and anxiety in his eyes gradually subsided.

After a long time, he sighed heavily, put away the documents and said: "He is too anxious. He should discuss it with me first before taking action!"

How could he know nothing about the shortcomings of the local government.

But what can you do if you know?

The one on the dragon throne, doesn’t he know that too?

Isn’t it the same tacit agreement to turn a blind eye or close a blind eye?

In the world, there are few absolute blacks and few absolute whites.

Turbidity is the normal state of the world...

Fang Ke weighed it in his mind for a moment, and finally decided to excuse his immediate boss: "Sir, Master Yang did it as a last resort... You have also been to Jiangnan, and you know what the situation is there, so don't take it with the force of thunder. Can we really defeat them?"

"And those dog officials are really too presumptuous. In the first half of the year, the officials punished the officials involved in the hoarding case of the three major grain dealers. How long has it passed? They actually dare to do it again!"

"If we don't deal with them, it won't be enough to bring justice to heaven and make the people angry!"

It's definitely not his turn to explain these principles.

But a confidant can always say things that others dare not say or are inconvenient to say.

This is why Yang Ge sent him back to Beijing alone to report the case.

If it were someone else who returned to Beijing, he would at most be a qualified human-human transmission microphone, and he would not dare to say a word about anything other than the case.

Shen Fa frowned and sighed softly: "How can I not know what that guy is thinking? It's just that this approach is too taboo. Once this matter is brought to the court, all the officials will regard my embroidered clothes guard as a thorn in their side. A thorn in the flesh, everyone wants to get rid of it quickly..."

The existence of Xiuyiwei is inherently sensitive.

In the past, civil and military officials tolerated the existence of embroidered clothes guards because the embroidered clothes guards were just tools in the hands of the officials. Whoever they beat or killed was the will of the officials.

If they want to fight, they will go straight to the core of the problem and directly fight with the officials.

But now Xiuyiwei has jumped out of trouble without official approval... Now that he has a tool of independent will, is it still a tool?

How could the civil and military officials who felt threatened let the Xiu Yiwei go again?

So the problem comes...

Can the embroidered guard fight against those fine people in the court?

If Xiuyiwei can win against those elites, Xiuyiwei should not be called Xiuyiwei, but should be called Cabinet!

Shen Fa's words were not explained clearly.

But Fang Ke understood what he heard, and he cautiously replied: "Sir, didn't we handle the case of the three major grain merchants hoarding goods last time? This time..."

Shen Fa rubbed his temples with a headache: "This is not the same thing."

"Last time we dealt with the three major grain merchants, and the rest were just joint ventures. In the end, it was the officials themselves who took action."

"This time, that guy directly struck the lifeblood of the Zhejiang Party without the official's permission. How can they tolerate us anymore?"

"Don't look at them. They can pinch you to death on weekdays, but that can only be done by themselves. If others, whether nobles or eunuchs, dare to interfere, few will end well!"

"Not to mention people like us..."

He really had a headache, so he didn't hesitate to speak.

But when Fang Ke heard it halfway, he started to feel frightened and wanted to cover his ears: ‘Can I hear this? ’

Shen Fa didn't expect Fang Ke to give him any advice. He picked up the long article on the desk again, read it carefully, and then asked, "What is the situation in Yangzhou now?"

Fang Ke replied: "Sir, before I left my post, Master Yang had just suppressed the joint pressure of many subordinates in Yangzhou."

"This time when I went back to Beijing to tell my story, Mr. Yang sent a total of four groups of people. Three groups went first in the morning, and Beizhi followed in the dark. So far, only Beizhi has successfully arrived in Beijing. Presumably the other three groups have not been able to leave Yangzhou."

"Even the humble people were all thanks to Yang Tiansheng, a member of the Ming Cult, and the seven dock owners of Lianlianwu who escorted them along the way. Lianlianwu also lost two dock owners for this..."

He tried his best to excuse his immediate boss.

However, Shen Fa became more frightened and confused the more he listened: "Wait, wait a minute, you said Yang Ge suppressed the joint pressure of many subordinate officials in Yangzhou? How did he suppress it?"

He didn't ask how those lower-level subordinates worked together to exert pressure, because he had handled cases before and encountered similar things.

This is also the most common problem encountered by imperial envoys when they go to Beijing to handle cases: 'The case cannot be handled without taking the person, and the local government will shut down if the person is taken.'

Let the capital re-send officials to replace those who were imprisoned and maintain local government affairs?

Not to mention, in other people's territory, if you want to turn a case into a solid case, it will take three or two months to complete it.

Simply asking the capital to re-send new local officials would take less than three or two months to complete the process.

It is said that a snake cannot survive without a head. How can a local government survive a year and a half without a magistrate?

If you really want to ignore the trouble, I'm afraid that the person who investigated the case will be sent to the guillotine first...

Therefore, when an imperial envoy goes to Beijing and encounters an undercover case, he either makes a plan and then takes action. After the final handling opinions are obtained, he will have someone close the case in one fell swoop. When the cases are all closed, the subordinate staff will naturally stop making trouble.

Either we only punish the culprits and ignore those who follow them. Killing a group of people, beating a group of people, and pulling a group of people away can also stabilize local government affairs.

But Yang Ge didn't close the case or release the case. How did he suppress the joint pressure from the lower-level subordinates?

Fang Ke didn't want to elaborate on how Yang Ge suppressed the joint pressure of many subordinate officials in Yangzhou, but seeing that the matter was vague, he could only answer honestly: "Sir, Mr. Yang will arrest all the officials who have been imprisoned." They were brought up and asked to wear prison uniforms and shackles and continue to handle government affairs..."

"Snapped!"

Shen Fa slapped himself on the forehead with two words echoing in his heart: 'I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die...'

Just this one thing was enough for the well-fed censor at the censorship station to drag out their embroidered guards and whip their corpses three hundred times!

Let prisoners wear shackles to work?

How dare that dead snake!

"I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

The heartbroken Shen Fa muttered in a low voice: "The man is paralyzed just fine, why do you have to help him up to build a wall? It's okay this time, we will all have to build a wall in the future..."

He used to feel that he was a child of Nezha.

I was born to make troubles.

Only at this moment did he suddenly realize.

What I did... is nothing!

Look at Yang Ge!

He quietly made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace with one blow!

For this one thing, regardless of success or failure, Yang Ge will definitely leave his name in history!

Fang Ke really didn't want to say anything, but looking at his old boss's dejected look as if he was suffering from hysteria, he could only bite the bullet and calmly comforted him: "Sir, please don't be too anxious. To be honest, I also felt that Master Yang's approach... was not appropriate. But the result is really good. Those prisoners have seen blood, and they are more honest than the naughty boys who were beaten by their parents. They handle government affairs very efficiently. They can do more things in one day than they usually do in ten days and a half. !”

"hehe!"

Shen Fa laughed dryly, leaned back, and collapsed on the Taishi chair like a puddle of mud.

Now that things have happened, he doesn't worry anymore.

Anyway, I can’t fuck it...

He asked feebly: "How did that guy hook up with Mingjiao and Lianlianwu?"

Fang Ke replied honestly: "My lord, I have been following Lord Yang for a long time. I have never found out that Lord Yang has too many contacts with Mingjiao and Lianlianwu. Yang Tiansheng appeared on the day when we took action. , perhaps it was attracted by the news that Lord Yang was fighting against Lianlianwu on the Bian River. As for Lianlianwu, after Lord Yang had a fight with Ji Chang, the sixth horse of Lianlianwu that day, both sides admired each other very much..."

"I didn't see it!"

Shen Fa clapped his hands and exclaimed: "That dead snake looks like it's dying all day long, but I never thought it could be more graceful and good at dancing than the top brass in the brothel!"

Social butterfly Yang Ge?

Hehe!

Fang Ke didn't dare to answer.

He just felt that it was too difficult for him.

"Let's go!"

After a long time, Shen Fa took a deep breath, stood up and put on his cloak: "Follow me into the palace to meet the Holy Spirit!"

"Mian Sheng?"

Fang Ke was so frightened that his legs tightened and he quickly said, "Don't you think of other ways?"

He wanted to meet the saint.

I don’t want to face the Holy Spirit because of this kind of thing!

"Your Mr. Yang has already managed things to this point, how can there be anything else he can do!"

Shen Fa smiled bitterly and walked out: "If we bring this matter to the imperial court now, we can still have a head start. If the Zhejiang Party makes the first attack, we won't be able to argue!"

Fang Ke quickly followed him: "Then when you get to the imperial court, what should you say about your humble position?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Shen Fa scolded lightly: "You answer whatever the officials ask. There is no need to hide anything. Although your master Yang's methods are a bit extreme, he has a clear conscience... The worst result is that his thousands of households will be killed." His seat was pushed to the end, but his life was definitely not affected."

‘Who would be willing to give up such a useful knife? ’

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but he was very confident in his heart.

In the final analysis, no matter how extreme and taboo Yang Ge's methods are, the one who benefits is the one on the throne.

Furthermore... Xiu Yiwei has not offended all civil and military officials, so how can he still collude with all civil and military officials?

In a sense, the more violent the civil and military officials react to Xiuyiwei, the more stable the position of Xiuyiwei will be!

Fang Ke felt worried when he heard Shen Fa's words.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the Beizhen Mansion that Fang Ke suddenly whispered: "Sir, do you think this result is within Master Yang's expectations?"

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Most of the worries in my heart suddenly disappeared.

Lose your official position?

This may be a terrible thing for others.

But for Yang Ge...

Fang Ke felt that Yang Ge's ability to resist buying two strings of firecrackers to celebrate was already the greatest respect for the position of Xiuyiwei Qianhu.

When Shen Fa heard his whisper, he laughed and said, "Don't tell me, that guy might really have such thoughts... Having a clear conscience and being strong without desires is like a puddle of mud and a dead snake!"

He suddenly realized.

Yang Ge has never changed. He is still the waiter at Yuelai Inn who has no ambitions and regards death as home.

The person who changed was actually himself.