Qin Tianjian is a noble qigong practitioner. He has always looked down on the officials in the court and regarded them as ordinary people who seek fame and fortune.

Heilongtai is the unruly saint's personal army. He holds the power of arbitrary review and patrols the world arbitrarily.

In these two yamen, ordinary people are not only valued, but it is difficult to climb in and hold an official position.

After all, the low-level clerks with their heads buried in documents and the gradeless Cloud Eagle Tiqi are not included in this list.

"Ji Baihu has good abilities and strong means.

Who wouldn’t like such a young talent?

Fortunately, next year will be the founding ceremony of the six true traditions, otherwise it would not only be Qintianjian and Heilongtai."

The old eunuch knew that the prince admired him, so he quickly said good things.

"You old slave is always good at making people happy."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince shook his head and smiled. He is the leader of the prison country, how could he not be able to tell the truth from the lies?

It's just that the people under my command are flattering their superiors, so there's nothing to blame.

In the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty, among the six cabinets, who didn’t just pick up good things and pour them into their own ears?

On the desk in the study room of the East Palace, there are piles of memorials and official documents. Who is reporting good news or not?

Even though there are some lonely ministers and direct ministers who are righteous, they are limited to official position, knowledge, ability and many other reasons.

At most, it is difficult to govern a country.

The forty-nine mansions of Jing Dynasty were so huge.

Even if we base ourselves on the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Tianjing City, and Daming Mansion, we are still far from being able to cover every inch of the land.

"The dynasty is extremely walled. My father is right. No matter how much territory is opened up, the limit of the scope that a humane dynasty can rule is the place that the army can reach within a hundred days.

Conquering the world and threatening the whole world, it sounds like the sun is rising, but it cannot truly achieve the goal of becoming a king of spreaders.

Therefore, outside the Jiubian Pass, troops can only be stationed all year round and continue to invest, but cannot withdraw their troops.

Once we relax, the surrendered barbarians and barbarians will immediately rebel."

His Highness the Prince's eyelids drooped, his thoughts fluctuated, and the intensity of tapping on the table gradually became lighter.

He discussed with the cabinet for a long time, and finally believed that personal force can only defend one territory and control the destiny of a country, but it is not enough to completely change the world.

But maybe the craftsmen from Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan can.

Armored vehicles, flying ships, dragon tooth ships...

Divine arm crossbow, thunder cannon, dragon and tiger thunderbolt...

Among the six ministries, the Ministry of War is more like the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Personnel is more like a brave animal that can only get in and out, swallowing up countless silver taels every year.

About half of it is used for military pay for the Nine Borders.

The other half, mostly invested in Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan.

"Could it be that Eunuch Zhao is talking about Ji Jiulang from Fusi in Beizhen?"

Among the people sitting down at the Zhan Shifu, an elegant young official asked.

"Yes, Xiao Sheren has a wide circle of friends in Tianjing City, and I believe he has heard of this son's deeds."

The old eunuch performed the Gongshou Tao.

"Hmph, this man single-handedly overthrew the Minister of Rites and headed to Tianjing.

The difficult things that King Yan failed to accomplish were done neatly by him."

The elegant Xiao Sheren sneered.

The study room in the East Palace suddenly became quiet.

The old eunuch smiled coquettishly. With his status, he would not argue with this Xiao Sheren from Shangyin Academy.

His Highness the Crown Prince frowned slightly, his tone was calm but his words were extremely stern:

"Xiao Xian, what do you mean by this?

Implying that I formed a party and colluded with Song Shangshu?

Ji Yuan was ordered to run an errand, what was wrong with him?

Song Dai was not strict with his children, and Song Yunsheng and Zhou Zian secretly practiced heretic evil skills, killing several people... Shouldn't they be punished?

If I turn a blind eye just because Song Dai supports Dong Palace, wouldn’t I be unworthy of a saint?"

These words can be said to be ruthless and full of thunderous majesty.

Xiao Xian quickly stood up and lifted up the official robe of the Ninth Grade Sheren.

Kneel down on the ground to express fear.

"Your Highness, please calm down. Xiao Xian was so anxious that he said the wrong thing.

The Minister of the Song Dynasty and he had been close friends for many years, but now they feel depressed when they see that their friend has been dismissed from office and demoted due to misfortune in his family."

Another middle-aged man with slightly white temples and elegant features smoothed things over.

"Furthermore, Xiao She people are also complaining about the East Palace.

In the past ten days or so, those front soldiers who charged for King Yan,

I don’t know how many times I have been cheated on, but I am determined to make this matter bigger and drag some people into the quagmire.”

The institution of Zhan Shifu is a small court established by the sage for the prince.

Like Zhan Shi, Shao Zhan Shi, Fu Cheng, Chief Secretary, Sheren... and so on.

To put it bluntly, they are all subordinate officials of the Prince's sect.

Only close confidants can serve.

Xiao Xian is just a member of the ninth rank, and his words have little weight.

This middle-aged man with slightly white temples is actually a fourth-rank Shaozhanshi, in charge of both inside and outside the East Palace, and his status is incomparable.

"Mr. Yuan doesn't need to excuse himself, just go back to the past.

Saints hate cliques the most, and I don’t want to see the situation of intrigues and suppression of dissidents getting worse in the court.

You depose a minister today, and I will depose a minister of yours tomorrow... The country's prosperity, which has been at its peak for a while, should have come to an end from now on."

The prince's eyes are gentle, but his words are heavy.

Everyone in Zhan Shifu stood up and did not dare to sit down.

"The Destroying Holy Alliance lost two chess pieces and placed them in Tianjing. The plan is not small, and it is not just as simple as refining blood pills.

Heilongtai has used spies from all over to track down all the portals in Daming Mansion that are related to it."

His Royal Highness the Prince looked calm and looked down at an open memorial.

There are more than a dozen names written on it, most of them are former members of the Duke of Liang.

Bao Tao, Wei Wu, and Ying Yang, the three noble generals of the Guards, the top talent in the capital rankings in the past two years... were all dragged down by the remnants of the White Bone Path.

"In my palm, I still lack an unparalleled and unparalleled sword.

There are a few seats for thousands of households and hundreds of households in Fusi, Beizhen, just in time to bring Ruse back."

His Royal Highness seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head and said.

"Would it be taboo to place people in Heilongtai?"

Yuan Shaozhan reminded me.

"Do I have public motives or selfish motives?

A sage knows everything clearly and will understand clearly."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince waved his hands.

After the screen retreated, he rubbed his swollen eyebrows and walked alone to the inner courtyard of the East Palace.

Stepping into it, the hall is five rooms wide, with yellow glazed tiles and a single eaves resting on the top of the mountain, making it look quite majestic.

Cross the threshold and enter the back hall.

On the nine-story red lacquered wooden platform, a statue of the City God is enshrined.

The prince picked up three bloody incense sticks and lit them with candles.

Kneeling on the futon, he bowed down with a serious expression and murmured.

The smoke curled up and floated, making the mottled-faced statue of the City God come alive.

……

……

Tai'anfang, Nanmen Hutong.

Ji Yuan walked into the courtyard with his head held high.
To be continued...