Immediately after the death of the master

Seeing that Wei Kexin was still approving official documents, I was a little speechless about Wei Kexin's psychological quality:

"Old Wei, he is going to kill your boss, please give me some reaction."

Wei Kexin, who was in Wenshan's sea of ​​books, raised his head. He hadn't seen him for a few days. The good guy had lost a lot of weight. There were obvious dark circles under his eyes. He looked at me drowsily, and announced unilaterally:

"Li Nianen, I want to tell you two things. First, you can't leave all the dirty work to me. Second, you have no future. I plan to switch to the Fourth Young Master."

"Welcome~" Ji Qinghe stroked his palms.

Oh my god, there are always subordinates who want to murder this official, and this official is in danger!

I wanted to run immediately, but Wei Kexin pulled me back alive. This guy had a face full of exhaustion, his eyes were round, and he stared at me firmly:

"No—you can't go—"

Wei Kexin prolonged his voice, like a water ghost who has been looking for a substitute for the dead ghost. Ji Qinghe knew that there would be boring office hours later, so he got up and opened it. Before leaving, he didn't forget to close the door tightly, and even called two of his subordinates gatekeeper.

... Gan ...

Now, only the innocent me and Wei Kexin, who has been sucked away by the official document, are left in my government.

After pushing the document to me, Wei Kexin, who had been up for two days, couldn't wait to get up and go to sleep in the back room, so he just sat on the chair and fell asleep.

Looking at Wei Kexin's appearance, I felt a rare sense of guilt, and deeply felt that it was immoral to oppress Old Wei in this way.I put my robe on Wei Kexin, and moved the official documents on the table to my side.

I felt sorry for him at the beginning, and felt that I was an unscrupulous boss who squeezed his subordinates. After I reviewed the official documents for a whole day, I was desperate. The promotion and appointment of people, various official documents left over from the previous dynasty, all kinds of decisions need to be approved. documents... I don't even know where a procuratorate in a broken capital got so many official documents. When I thought that Prime Minister Ji had stayed in the household department with the most official documents for more than [-] years before becoming prime minister, I lost my desire in an instant. Fight against him.

As expected of the man who successfully killed the old emperor, the strong man is so terrifying.

Apart from approving official documents, I can actually understand why my master wanted to establish an institution like the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and why he appointed such immoral guys as me and Ji Qinghe.

The master did not get the position well. Before he became emperor, he could use a large army to gain power with the strongest armed and crushing army.After ascending to the throne, it is not enough to rely solely on the army for deterrence. He needs to use various methods such as conspiracy, assassination, and framing to prevent others from undermining the stability of the regime and suppressing dissidents.

In short, he must maintain his own supremacy.

Privileged watchdogs and secret police may not be the best option, but they are the fastest way.

After all, no one knows how long the master's body can last...

Therefore, the master needs a mad dog like Ji Qinghe and a knife like me. The mad dog bites and kills disobedient "lower people", and the knife kills "big men" who are in high positions.When the liquidation comes, Ji Qinghe and I are destined to have blood on our hands, but now that the dynasty has just been established, it is the season of employing people, and building the grassroots is more important than internal fighting.

I can't use my knife yet.

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Of course, the master can't use it if he wants to.

There is no one available in the Metropolitan Procuratorate now. My old department is just a group of big bosses, few of them can read and write.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate was reorganized from the Yushitai, and the old prime minister also transferred to me several officials who had work experience in the Yushitai, but the people of the old prime minister Ji formed a small group of their own, and I dare not reuse them at all.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate still has some of Ji Qinghe's subordinates who only have a name, but those reckless men can kill people and seduce them, but I really don't think it's okay to let them sit in the official office honestly.

Now, I am the boss of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in name, but in fact I am a polished commander. I don't know when I will be sold out if this continues.

I was so worried that my hair fell out. In the end, Xu Yuque reminded me while drinking, isn’t the master recently rebuilding the Guozijian? Get some reserve coolies from the Imperial College.

"That makes sense, but which great Confucian do you plan to recommend as this sacrificial wine?"

Xu profiteer has always been unprofitable, he can give me advice so actively, I think he has bad intentions.

Sure enough, this thick-skinned fellow spread out his folding fan, his expression full of confidence:

"Except for me, who is well educated, who else is qualified for this position."

I was silent for a while, I don't deny the level of knowledge of the profiteer Xu, he was also a well-known academic master when he was in the teacher's school, and he is well-known in the entire Confucian circle.However, in view of Xu's "brilliant deeds", I have reason to doubt what kind of students this guy can teach after he becomes the principal.

There is one thing to say, Xu Yuque's suggestion is a good solution. After returning to the government, I discussed it with Wei Kexin. Wei Kexin, who was about to die from overwork, agreed with both hands and feet. He changed his draft three times overnight, and finally Grinding out a perfect memorial.

The master approved the memorial I submitted, agreed, and accepted Xu Yuque's money, and then sent me, Ji Qinghe from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, to serve as a sacrificial wine...

Xu Yuque who took out the money:? ? ? ...That mediocre person knows nothing, can his knowledge be as good as mine...

Wei Kexin, who wrote the memorial for a long time: ...Boss, you don't have to keep me, you are already a useless person...I will switch to the fourth son now...

While vomiting blood, I dragged Wei Kexin: ...I'm an official...I still have to be...

That night, Xu Yuque, who wanted to relieve his worries, packed up the entire Fengxian Tower, holding the wine jar of a thousand days of drunkenness, and swore to me:

"My greatest dream in this life is to be a teacher. Besides educating people, I will cultivate fields and grow flowers. Life is so happy!"

Xu Yuque initially tried to do business, but it was to help people in remote areas, but as his business grew bigger and bigger, he has already become a businessman. Thinking of his recent behavior, I exposed his short stories in person. :

"Just brag, if you really think so, you give me the land and storefronts you have scooped up in the capital during this period, and I will immediately go to the palace and cry with the emperor's thigh in my arms, and I will beg you for a sacrificial wine even if I die." official position."

"Haha, you can believe me if I'm just kidding, buddy." Xu Yuque pretended nothing happened, poured me a glass of wine with a smile, gave up making insinuations, and said frankly, "But you really can't make me a practical one." Is your official position proper?"

"Okay, Metropolitan Procuratorate, I'm still short of a vice-capital censor, come?" I swirled the drink in my glass and smiled maliciously.

Xu Yuque was not a member of the court, but he saw the situation quite accurately, so he quickly waved his hand and refused:

"No, no, I don't want to die too early."

"You guy, really." I drank the wine in the glass, and the spirit entered my throat, and I sighed, "Forget it, because I still owe you so much money, I'll give you a chance to get close to him by yourself." The emperor will go."

A Confucian scholar worries about the world, and what he wants all his life is self-cultivation, governing the country and bringing peace to the world. Although Xu Yuque is a businessman, he has always regarded himself as a scholar, so he naturally takes the pursuit of a scholar as his own pursuit. It's just a good opportunity for an official.

[The stick pays homage to the emperor and drives the horse out of the gate. 】

I still remember Xu Yuque's expression when he recited this verse, yearning and envy intertwined, but what remained in the end was boldness and self-confidence. He believed that he would become such a person, and he would do better than a poet.

I know his ideal, and I am willing to fulfill him and do my best.

Xu Yuque knew that I had taken a risk by allowing him this opportunity, so he did not thank me for his great kindness. The Confucian scholar threw away his wine glass and raised the wine jar with one hand to respect me:

"You can do whatever you want, I did it."

I laughed loudly, picked up a new wine jar from the ground, slapped open the clay, and drank with my old friends for many years.

We were in the midst of drinking, and we sat on the table in a state of unrestrained spirits, one of us collapsed on the ground in disarray, Xu Yuque drank the last drop of wine from the jar, dropped the jar, and said to me:

"Hey, it just occurred to me, isn't this the same as the beginning?"

"So it seems to be true?"

That's right, it's the same.

The most critical step in Xu Yuque's transformation from a little-known little man to a wealthy Confucian businessman is that he took part in the salt.

Among them, I, Li Nianen, intervened.

At that time, I was still in Ji's residence and had just become Ji Sanqing's attendant.Xu Yuque is an old hat who just came from the countryside. When we met for the first time, he was pushed to the ground by the tyrannical guards of the Ji Mansion and beat him severely.

At that time, Xu Yuque was not at all as free and easy as the later romantic and pretty young man. He did not have brocade clothes, folding fans, and even did not have the sudden generosity of later generations.Wearing rough clothes, he curled up into a small ball, staring fiercely at the guard who beat him, and there was blood between his clenched teeth.

After finishing helping Ji Sanqing, I entered the mansion through the back door, and happened to see this scene.

Maybe it was because of Ji Sanqing's words and deeds that I became a good person for a short time, or maybe it was the way he curled up and was beaten reminded me of my childhood self.In short, I stopped the doorman with a brain twitch, and relied on my status as the eldest son's attendant to rescue this child who was not a few years older than me from his hands.

Helping people to the end, I helped this little brother who was only fourteen or fifteen years old to the hospital.

In the medical hall, the young man with a face full of bruises said fiercely: "Look, within a month, I will definitely take the doorman's Xiangshang."