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The case of corruption in the commander of the urban management army did not cause much trouble. In Yanjing, where there are many powerful people all over the city, no one cares about the political life of a sixth-rank official.
But what happened three days later made Yanjing, which had just been silent, boil again!
The emperor handed over a memorial from a second-rank official to the Military Affairs Office for discussion. After the content of the memorial was promulgated throughout the world, civil and military officials realized that this memorial was actually about the reconstruction of the Zijing Guard!
The things that the court officials were deliberately avoiding were now discussed by a minister. If this ignorant person was not pulled out and killed, how could the officials be eliminated!
Because when the memorial was submitted to the Military Affairs Office, the palace had deliberately erased the minister's signature and just called him a second-rank official, the source of the memorial became the focus of everyone's speculation.
The first thing that comes to mind is Lockegoli, after all, he is a person with a criminal record. However, because Lockegoli was a first-rank minister and did not meet the conditions of a second-rank official, he was quickly excluded.
There are more than 100 second-rank officials in Yanjing. If you talk about suspicion, everyone is likely to do so. After discussion and analysis, everyone still has no clue, but the announcement of this memorial has caused the second-rank officials to suffer.
Nowadays, as long as you are a second-rank official, your colleagues will inevitably reveal a question of "Is it you" when they look at him.
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In the imperial study room of the palace, memorials were scattered all over the ground. Several Xuezhe quickly picked up the memorials again, and no one dared to say anything more, because the emperor was now in anger.
"No one will consider the empire! The Military Affairs Office has controlled the government for more than 300 years, and it seems that he is really reluctant to delegate power now! Whose world is this? I, the Yale clan, is still the master of this country?!"
The table on the platform had been slapped into powder by him. In just one day, the memorial was announced. Almost all seven officials of the fourth rank and above had submitted memorials, and only six military ministers did not express their attitude for the time being.
But without their instruction, how could these civil and military officials be so anxious to jump up and down? So Yale Thirteenth had no hope for the six of them.
Just when he was furious, an old man in a black official dress walked in. He was embroidered with gold wire on his collar. He turned out to be a minister-level official from a first-class minister. After seeing Yale Thirteenth, he turned over and knelt down and called out to the halloween.
Yale XIII finally curled his temper and did not let the man get up. He said lightly: "How are the materials you have prepared?"
When the old man heard his question, he quickly replied: "Everything is ready. Ming said that the Wei minister submitted a memorial to Duke Wu Mu. Everything will be done according to the plan. Please rest assured by Your Majesty."
Yale XIII nodded, her face finally improved, and she ordered, "Get up." After seeing the officials get up, he continued, "How is the Roman Empire going? Have they found out their offensive strategy?"
Where was the next breakthrough for the Romans and when they would be ready to start, all these questions plagued Yale XIII. Now that the initiative in the war is in the hands of others, it makes him feel uncomfortable.
The old man in silver-haired bowed and said, "According to the report of the spies placed in the Roman Empire by the Ministry of War, the Roman Empire's court had a disagreement in the direction of the war, so the specific direction of the troops has not been determined yet."
The silver-haired old man was the second-class duke of the Empire and the Minister of War, Lockeguli. Now that the mountains and rivers are in the lower world, Yale Thirteen has to use this old minister again.
Yale XIII had a chill in his eyes and differences in the direction of the war meant that this war was unavoidable and any negotiations might have been lost. The domestic purge must be further accelerated.
"The reconstruction of the Bauhinia Guard must be accelerated, and the problem of the withering of the treasury cannot be delayed. These borers have been lying on the empire and sucking blood for so many years. It is time for them to spit it out for me..."
He said this, glanced at Lockguly and said in a deep voice: "You have learned more about the situation on the frontier recently. After this matter is resolved, you should prepare to enter the Military Affairs Office."
A hint of joy appeared in Locke's eyes, and he quickly knelt down again, kowtowed and said, "I will definitely live up to your majesty's high hopes, and will definitely let the Military Affairs Office return to its original intention of construction, so that it will never become a stumbling block again!"
Several Xuezhes who had been waiting outside the door did not enter the attic until Lockguli left. They cleaned up everything and set up a new table for the emperor. Only one of them waved his hand and let the others leave the imperial study.
He brought the emperor a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table. The only Xuezhe who left behind said, "Bauhinia Guard is of great importance. Is Wu Mu Gong a little tender? If he took such a critical position, I am afraid that many officials will feel a little uncomfortable even though they don't say it." Xuezhe was Dong Geli, and only he dared to comment on a minister like this in front of the emperor.
Yale XIII did not answer his question, but smiled faintly: "I muttered to you repeatedly, this is not your surname."
When he was granted the title of David Mo, Donggeli stopped him. The last time he appointed David Mo as Duke Wu Mu, he once again advised him to stop him. In addition, this question is the third time today. So Yale Thirteenth had reason to doubt that he must have had a holiday with David Mo.
Donggeli didn't want to hide the emperor at all, and said the truth: "Because Rowe admires him very much, I annoy him."
Hearing his straightforward answer, Yale XIII couldn't help but chuckled twice: "How many years have passed since that matter? Why can't you two let go of your knot?"
It turned out that the few rare friends in Yale XIII made, Rowe was one, and Donggeli was half. The three of them knew each other when they were young, and later because of the belonging of a diamond-level monster, Rowe and Donggeli parted in dissatisfaction. From then on, not only could they not even be passers-by, they became enemies.
"What the slave cares about is not a monster, but Loway's attitude! If he had admitted his mistake back then, I wouldn't have been like what I am today!"
Seeing his still angry expression, Yale XIII couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He had acted as a peacemaker in this matter several times, but unfortunately he had no effect at all.
He stopped to get involved in this matter, so he slowly stood up, walked down the platform, and said sadly: "Bauhinia Guard is a double-edged sword. If it is used well, it can revive the empire. If it is not used well, it may hurt himself. So I hesitated for a long time when choosing people. After all, only David Mo meets the requirements."
He showed a faint helplessness on his face and said with a wry smile: "If Roma hadn't kicked me up, I wouldn't know that there was no one in my hand... And if it weren't for the sudden appearance of this young man, it would be a question whether the Bauhinia Guard could be established."
The emperor's expression made Dong Geri feel uncomfortable. He has been following the emperor since he was a child. Huang Yanjing has always been full of energy. Even at the most critical moment of fighting for the throne, he can maintain a high state.
Since the murderous Romans invaded southern Xinjiang, the emperor's face has become more and more sad, so he quickly blamed himself: "It's all slaves who talk too much! Slaves should die! Slaves should die!"
While speaking, he actually swung his arm and slapped himself twice. If others saw it, they would definitely find it incredible that the peerless man with a level 8 diamond would be so humble to an emperor.
Yale XIII quickly grabbed Donggeri's arm and pretended to be angry and said, "What are you doing! You and I are called masters and servants, but I am brothers! Don't do such a despised thing in the future!"
Seeing that Dong Geri finally stopped moving, he changed his face and smiled faintly: "Things are not that bad, there is another advantage in this young man... He has a shallow foundation in the court. If there is any mistake in the future, I can replace him at any time!"
When he said the word "replacement", a cold light flashed in his eyes!
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At No. 15, Langning Street, as the initiator of the Yanjing storm, David Mo was sitting in the garden basking in the sun. He sneezed several times in succession, but the women who were by his side were so nervous that they chattered and asked him to go back to the house.
"It's just a few sneezes, it's just a few villains talking behind my back. How could it be so nervous..." He disagreed, glanced at the women around Yingying and Yanyan, and suddenly said curiously: "If one day the imperial court rebuilt the Zijing Guard, do you think it's a good or a bad thing?"
Several women looked at each other a few times. The little beauty Martha hesitated, blinked her big eyes and asked carefully: "Master, what is the Bauhinia Guard?"
Mary, Ashe, Daisy, all looked at him curiously. Before he could speak, Ferhin explained: "The Bauhinia Guard is a privileged institution in charge of prisons and arrests. They mainly target officials."
Seeing the other women still puzzled, she said a little contempt: "In layman's terms, they can frame the princes and ministers at will, and they can be brought to prison at any time!"
The other women had an incredible look in their eyes, and Ashe exclaimed directly: "The court has such an institution?! Isn't that more power than the Military Affairs Office?!"
Ferxin gave her a blank look and said angrily: "The Zijing Guard has been closed for more than 300 years! It is precisely because of its great power that all civil and military officials worked together to abolish it. Do you think it will open again?!"
Ashe patted his chest, as if he had put down a worry, and murmured to himself: "Fortunately this kind of organization has been closed, otherwise our master would be in danger!"
The other women were also relieved. When David Mo saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: These little girls don't know what they are thinking all day long...