Generally speaking, there is always a little difference between people's subjective aspirations and objective reality that cannot be ignored. Just like the world's self-awareness of Indians is the reality that a large number of Indian children die from hunger and lack of medical treatment every year.

The civil servants who worked in the Han Guanghe period and those who went to work on time and got off work on time and were not happy to work overtime with subsidies, must not be considered the same job.

Sitting in front of a short table, enduring the numbness of his knees and calves due to the weight of his upper body, Wei Ye frowned and looked at a document in front of him: "I sent a document to Jingzhao Yin and the counties of Jingji to search for the Taiping Demon Party. Shouldn't this be the first to ask for an order from the palace and then send a document to Jingzhao Yin from the Shangshutai? The nominal review and refutation agency of Shizhong Temple, the dead eunuch named Zhou was just ordered to ask the case. Where did he get such great power to mobilize these people-friendly officials in Jingji?"

"Because Zhou Bin asked for a handwritten letter from Zhang Rang, this kind of court regulation can be urgently followed, right?" Wang Qinian was sitting opposite Wei Ye, slowly peeling the roasted chestnuts. "Wei Sanlang, your job is these fifteen official documents. After copying them all, you can go back to your ruined temple to study alchemy and painting talismans, but hurry up. You stayed in the yamen of the jail for two days, and there was one more person to eat the official food. How much less oil should you ask the jailian prisoners to take? Yellow brown rice bean paste soup and old sauerkraut are not delicious foods, and you are not the kimchi national sticks with deep nitrite poisoning. It would be better if you finish it early, you would leave early?"

Wei Ye smiled, but did not answer, lowered his head and hung his wrist to copy the official documents. Only Old Man Wang was peeling chestnuts and looking around boredly. Although the miscellaneous position was low, officials were officials, and officials were officials, which were clear and distinct, and they were distinguished at a glance.

As soon as the chestnut fur in his hand was halfway through, someone knocked on the door outside: "Prince, aren't you resting yet? Here, He Chu is cold at night, and the wind is cold. I'll send some rice wine to get rid of the wind and cold."

Someone wanted to curry favor with Old Man Wang, but Wei Ye was not without vision. Then he tactfully scanned the bamboo slips on the case and left this office office.

The moment he left, he heard Wang Qinian leading He Chu to sit down and muttered: "Ah, Brother He Shi, why should you be so polite? I know all about Brother Shi's purpose. Zhou Daling was ordered to investigate the rebel bandits and sent the capable personnel to transfer the prison to investigate the case with several yamen in the capital. Generally speaking, families related to the rebel bandits, no matter the rich leader of Guizhou, cannot be spared..."

The old official talked about the secrets of bad work inside, but Wei Ye walked outside but sneered softly: "During the reign of Emperor Huan Ling, there were many eunuchs who had no eggs to prosper. The party and bribery case was counted. Is this moth thief case going to take place again?"

The so-called moth thief is after the Taiping Road uprising, and the yellow cloth wrapped around the head. The place where the cloth strips intersected is like the pair of short feathers on the head of the moth, so it is named.

Pulling out the bamboo slip-style terminal from the sleeve, Wei Ye pinched the cool terminal, but never opened the history book column inside.

Wei Ye can almost recite that passage without reading it:

Ma Yuanyi's carriage was split into Luoyang, Emperor Ling ordered the three officials, and the officials of the Ministry of Justice and the people who had affairs with Zhang Jiao were killed, and those who had no choice but to kill more than a thousand people, and those who destroyed the family were incompetent.

In this era, the entire Henan region had barely a million households, and the capital of Luoyang was only 500,000. This was the result of counting all the counties in the capital and the imperial guards guarding Luoyang. If it were in the industrial era, 500,000 would be just the population of an ordinary county-level administrative region, but at this moment, it had the atmosphere of a rich imperial capital.

Of course, compared with the subsequent waves of Luoyang's military disasters and killing the ten eunuchs, Dong Zhuo plundered, the princes attacked Dong, and Dong Zhuo burned the moth thief prison with less than 10,000 deaths in Luoyang, in this series of major events of corpses and seas of blood, even a gossip was not considered a gossip.

But for those who actually live in Luoyang City, this is an absolute storm.

Sitting in the warm living room to watch the news of a hurricane disaster, the feeling will never be the same as those who are actually blown up by a storm.

"Spring arrives in Luoyang, but winter arrives."

After muttering, Wei Ye put away the bamboo slip-like terminal and slowly walked towards the gate of the imperial prison.

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Finally getting rid of those boring errands, Wei Ye did not go back to the old temple directly and went straight to Li Zhengma's home.

Of course, it was not empty-handed. Wei Ye also brought a piece of fresh ribs, wrapped in lotus leaves, and carried them into Old Man Ma's hut.

When Mr. Wei San visited, Old Man Ma was very happy and welcomed Wei Ye into the house to sit down. Old Man Ma's wife went to pick up the ribs. Old Man Ma himself found a black-glazed pottery bottle and two vermilion wine cups, and poured one for Wei Ye.

The wine is an ordinary rice wine. Not only is it extremely turbid, but there are also many rice grains floating, and it also has a sour, light and bitter taste in the mouth.

Of course, Wei Ye didn't come for this thin and sour wine, but just took a sip and put it down, using his hand drum to tease the edge of the wine cup.

According to the conclusions of "Book of the Later Han Dynasty" or "Zizhi Tongjian", and even the time and space observation, the Moth Prison, like the previous Party and Prisoners, was the leader of the eunuch group, who claimed to be the dead eunuchs of Emperor Ling of Han, and Zhao Zhong, for political cleaning. However, unlike the previous Party and Prisoners targeting the Scholars, the Moth Prison targeted the eunuch group. After all, the Scholars' Qingliu school has lost its place in the court under the attack of two waves of Party and Prisoners.

The dominance of the center was only limited to the local wealthy families. Now, the wealthy families like Yuan, Runan, which had four generations and three dukes, are almost the leader of the eunuchs, and dare not prick the hair. It is only because of this that Zhang Rang Zhao Zhong, the old partner of the dead eunuch, dared to take advantage of the Taipingdao Uprising to kill the Zhongchang Sui, the big sable who were on the same front as them but were not the same, and also cleaned the inner palace guards from top to bottom.

As for the fact that in the name of "the way to eliminate Zhang Jiao" in the capital, the promotion of unjust prison was just a trivial matter like beating a rabbit and tyrant.

Just like when the nobles in Beijing step on the seedlings when they are hunting in the fields, who will compensate the farmers, right? If they step on the seedlings, they will step on the seedlings, and if they are killed, they will be killed. But that's all.

But that's all.

In fact, in the documents that informed several people-friendly government offices in the Jingji community, carried out joint searches or directly said that "framing" the thieves, there were fifteen copies of Wei Ye himself. According to the usual attitude of the bureaucrats, the prison was immediately followed by countless reports, reports, frame-ups and insults. This spring in Luoyang City, I am afraid that the fragrance of peaches and plums will no longer be smelled, and only the smell of blood and the fishy smell of corpses will be left.

With three fingers hooked the edge of the wine cup, Wei Ye took up the red lacquer wine cup that was only a little deeper than the plate, and took another sip of the thin wine with sourness and bitterness.

"What a great wine. After drinking it, I was immediately excited." Wei Ye nodded, fucked the big-bellied black-glazed pottery bottle, and added wine to Old Man Ma.

It is said that it is an old man, Ma Li Zheng, who has white hair, is just in his early fifties, but he is not considered a young man at the age of fifties. At this time when the average life span of humans is still quite low, he is considered a long life.

"Ma Lao, the alchemist, all used wine as a long medicine. He borrowed Ma Lao's wine to make Ma Lao's life."

Old man Ma hurriedly said that he didn't dare, but he couldn't resist Wei Ye, so he had to dry it in one go.

Although apart from the ribs brought by Wei Ye, there was only a plate of pickled leeks and a plate of sauced beans on the table, which was extremely cold, but Wei Ye, a cheap guy who was polite, made a drink like a younger generation celebrating the birthday of the elders. When the ribs brought by Wei Ye were stewed, the atmosphere on the short table was quite lively.

Wei Ye, a scholar in Shizhong Temple, is just a temporary worker sitting on a bench in the system, and is naturally good at raising the atmosphere at the wine table. Even in the cold scene of light wine and pickles, the bamboo chopsticks and wine cups intersected, and the half-old scholar in the middle of the house was pretending to be old, with a slight red look on his face.

At this time, people's conversations will always be mobilized by alcohol, and their vigilance will naturally be put into vain. Lao Matou finally put down the wine cup and began to ask a question he wanted to ask when he entered the door:

"Third brother, you work in the public, and the news is more informed than that of us ordinary people. I will give us a clear message. What is the matter of the troubles in the disciples these days? My wife, listening to some rumors, was so scared that she even went to the Taoist temple to ask me for a peace talisman. Even if she came back to ask for peace, would you tell me a little bit? "

Wei Ye picked up the wine cup, took a sip of the light wine slowly, and then sighed lightly.

The dead eunuchs who occupied the political situation in Luoyang were fighting in the nest. The relatives and ministers and officials licked the wounds caused by the party and imprisonment case while accumulating strength to counterattack. Taipingdao planned a shocking blow in the heart of the Han Empire...

Under these three-party game, the Xiyuan Imperial Army, the Northern Wei Crater and the Taipingdao Branch three swords were permeated by other people, becoming demon swords with self-awareness and purpose. The smell of gunpowder in the air is as strong as a day, like a flour mill filled with suspended particles. Just waiting to touch a spark, it turns into a fireball.

These things can be thought of and guessed, but they cannot be told to the ordinary human beings who are busy with three meals a day like the old man in front of him.

"There is nothing to say. The adults and gentlemen are going to make trouble. Whether it is Mahjong or not, what are the ways to think? Mahjong, now I have no other way. I prepare three months of food and pickles, nail the window with wooden boards, and then use a large jar of stone to block the door. If there is any movement on the street, I will go into the cellar and stay. Those next to me can only look at the fate!"
Chapter completed!