Why is it said that the Minister of War has the highest status in Nanjing? This is because the Nanjing Ministry of War really has something to do and has real power.
The training and dispatching of the more than 40 military guards in Nanjing City, the defense of the Yangtze River, and the southeastern armaments are all in charge. There are also a bunch of messy things that should be managed by the post office, horse administration, water transportation, and the joint hall.
After the mid-Ming Dynasty, the Nanjing Ministry of War's ministers and counselors were also referred to as governors, and their subordinates set up pacesetters and officers, which were unique among the ministers of each ministry.
The ignorant and uneducated military attache who came to call Qin Dewei with his command arrow was the military attache appointed by Grand Sima Wang Tingxiang, so he couldn't be fake. It turned out to be the real Minister of the Ministry of War who came to call for him.
Moreover, the Minister of the Ministry of War, who was specially ordered by the imperial court to be given the title of Youdu Yushi, was entrusted with the task of rectifying the official administration. After receiving the imperial edict, he came to call for help as soon as possible!
At this time, I definitely can’t read those poems about how miserable life is, because they no longer have the same artistic conception!
Therefore, in full view of the public, Qin Dewei, who had not finished the poem, could only dance and slap Mr. Fu Yin a few times, and then walked away.
Everyone looked at the extremely mournful "Yym of Burying Flowers" and the tear-jerking "Golden Thread" on the wall, and then thought of the sad and heartbreaking sentence "All a floating life owes is death", and then looked at the people who were beaten and dared not fight back.
Mr. Fu Yin, how can he be so magical?
In the main hall of the inner courtyard of the Nanjing Ministry of War, Grand Sima Wang Tingxiang also looked confused. To be honest, he did not expect to receive such an errand.
He, the Minister of the Ministry of War, indeed complained that the atmosphere in Nanjing was not good, but why was he, the Minister of the Ministry of War, really responsible for rectifying the atmosphere?
It was as if there was a demonic voice in my head that repeatedly sounded in my ears: Da Sima, do you want to be re-elected and return to Beijing as soon as possible?
Of course, Wang Tingxiang is not afraid of trouble. He is known for his hard work and has made achievements wherever he goes. Even his philosophical beliefs are materialistic and his literary beliefs are all retro-style, and he is never ostentatious!
The emperor ordered himself to rectify the atmosphere. He only valued himself and worked hard to repay the emperor's kindness! As for how to go about this errand, he had no idea for the time being, so he remembered a certain strange young man.
"I've met Da Sima! Congratulations!" Qin Dewei saluted.
Wang Tingxiang shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No matter what the errand is, it is to share the worries of the king. It is the duty of ministers. Where does the joy come from?"
Qin Dewei responded casually: "Yes, Da Sima's lesson is right."
Wang Tingxiang couldn't help but feel dazed again. When he originally gave this son a position as a clerk in the joint library, he never expected that he would give him an imperial edict in return.
As the cause and trigger, two counties in Beijing jointly filed a petition crying about being abused. It was definitely the young man in front of me who was behind the scenes! That Magistrate Feng of Jiangning County definitely did not have this imagination!
A thirteen-year-old boy sees the two capitals as a chessboard. I really don’t know how to express my feelings. See you soon.
Wang Tingxiang thought with great irreverence, who is better than another young man who once used the temple as a chessboard? Maybe the emergence of such a back wave is a blessing for the Ming Dynasty?
Qin Dewei is as quiet as a chicken with his eyes and nose and his heart. This great Sima is rumored to be a strict and meticulous man of action. How come he looks at Wen Wen Tuntun in a trance today and does not live up to his reputation?
It took a lot of effort for Sima Wang to calm down from the shock, return to his normal state, and said to Qin Dewei: "The order came unexpectedly, and I am still thinking about the plan. Qin, should I have some suggestions?"
Qin Dewei said without hesitation: "At the beginning, we must check a batch first and call them typical. As an example, it will shock people and give an explanation to the court! No matter how serious it is, it will be easy to do later!"
Wang Tingxiang asked again: "I naturally understand this truth, you don't need to tell me! But how do you find this so-called model?"
Qin Dewei still said without hesitation: "No need to look for it! I think Hu, the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue, someone from the Tang Dynasty, the imperial censor of the Imperial Palace, Zhang, the imperial censor, and Hua, the government official, are all one of them.
Typical, and it’s an accomplice’s nest! In addition, I suspect that Fu Yin is also involved!”
Wang Tingxiang: ""
I have never seen anyone in my life who can speak so confidently about retaliation and public revenge!
"Why not?" Qin Dewei said in surprise: "These are people who have ready-made clues, and they can also get strong support from the two county governments. Do they have to start a new one without taking the existing and trouble-free path?
Moreover, the ancients did not avoid relatives and enemies when promoting virtuous people, and conversely, they did not avoid relatives and enemies when punishing evildoers! Can't they just ignore them just because they have enmity with their subordinates and are afraid of being accused of taking personal revenge? "
What the elementary school student said was so reasonable that Wang Da Sima was speechless.
But Wang Tingxiang still has his own pride. Anyone can make plans with great foresight. The court has never lacked people who can talk on paper, let alone people who talk about truth. Those who can do practical things are the real talents.
He, a technical bureaucrat like Wang Tingxiang, relies on doing practical things to establish himself as a famous official!
It is true that this primary school student seems to be a talented person, but he cannot help but suffer from the Jiangnan people's habit of talking too much and ignoring practical matters. He needs to be polished.
So Wang Dasima hit the primary school student again and said: "You just made a list and said these are typical, but how to handle the case specifically? How to finalize the case? How to arrange things?
The two words "strategy" do form one word, but the connotations of the two words are very different! But what I want is strategy, not strategy, and what I want is method, not strategy!"
Qin Dewei suddenly realized: "Da Sima, you told me earlier, I thought there was no need to elaborate on such a simple matter! Just invite everyone here and it will be over!"
Wang Tingxiang said angrily: "How can you do things with such frivolousness! Are you treating the important affairs of the court as child's play?"
Perhaps the expectations for primary school students are too high, after all, they are only thirteen years old.
The main difficulty with this job is that his status as an imperial envoy is unclear, there is no precedent, and the extent of his authority is uncertain. Moreover, middle- and high-level officials have their own privileges and dignity, and cannot be imprisoned casually.
But if you can't imprison officials and just call them over for questioning, then the actual effect will be infinitely close to zero.
Once you have finished asking questions, you will destroy the evidence immediately after leaving the house. And if you ask one person, others outside the venue will definitely start a targeted series of connections, and you will not be able to find any evidence.
Qin Dewei said easily: "What's the difficulty? Da Sima, please find a comfortable and convenient place to stay and invite people like them who have clues to come and have tea.
Of course, there was no trial in court. They were only given pen, ink and paper to write their own questions. If they couldn't write the questions, they would continue to stay overnight.
Food and drink are provided according to high standards, and all dignity is given to him! Of course, internal and external traffic is isolated, and he is not allowed to contact the outside world!
Therefore, we do not admit that this is imprisonment, but we only ask them to cooperate with the imperial envoy to rectify the work. We will not let these people leave until the cooperation is completed."
When Wang Tingxiang heard the words "drinking tea" at first, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was just talking nonsense like a primary school boy. But the more he heard it, the more he thought it was wonderful and could solve some errand difficulties.
The first is to take into account the dignity of court officials, and the problem of inconvenient interrogation and imprisonment in name only, and the second is to prevent collusion with each other, both of which can be solved in this way.
Qin Dewei concluded: "This is not called interrogation, nor is it called imprisonment, this is called two limits! In a limited time, in a limited place, cooperate with the imperial envoy to explain the problem! If you are given clues and refuse to explain, you are fighting against the imperial court!
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Wang Tingxiang finally gave an affirmative answer: "It's feasible! I think Huitong Pavilion is a very suitable place as a two-limited location!"
Qin Dewei had a bad premonition: "What do you mean, sir?"
Wang Tingxiang gave a very definite and affirmative instruction: "What I mean is that, as the secretary of the joint library, you are now recruited as a member of the Imperial Envoy!
I have signed an order and issued you a ticket. I will give you two designated locations in the hall to decorate. Take action quickly and it will be completed within three days!"
Damn it! Qin Dewei immediately became numb, and his leisurely study life was about to be disrupted.
Wang Dashima also didn't expect that this thirteen-year-old primary school student's calligraphy actually had a cute attitude that contrasted with that of a technical old bureaucrat, so why not carve it out and just use it directly?
Don't use it, there is no child labor law in Ming Dynasty. It only costs one tael of silver and one stone of rice per month, which is very cost-effective.
The time limit given for writing the Summary of Western Chapter was only two months, which seemed a bit short. I would like to extend it later.