The originally peaceful capital became "busy" again due to Chu Qing's return.
Especially the various government offices, first of all the Criminal Department, more than 300 prisoners were thrown in. It was said that there was no room in the dungeon of Qianqi Camp, and a second expansion was needed. The Criminal Department was thrown in for a few days first, and the prison of Qianqi Camp was expanded.
Then transfer this group of prisoners back.
Zhai Xiu, the Minister of Punishment, stood at the door of the government office and cursed his mother angrily.
At the Qianqi Camp, the leading guy was called Xiao Yi. While kicking the prisoners into the dungeon, he asked the painter to make portraits of the prisoners, including their physical features, age, and names, all of which were recorded in detail.
"Whose name do you have? Tell me!"
Zhai Xiu almost sneered at Xiao Yi: "Is it possible that you are afraid that I will transfer the prisoner to another prisoner?"
Xiao Yi said nothing and continued to kick the prisoner.
Zhai Xiu became anxious: "When your leader sees me, he calls himself a lower official. You bastard, you actually ignore me. Also, what are the crimes of these prisoners? Do you have any imperial orders from the emperor?"
"My name is Xiao Yi, and my father is the great rebel King Wu." Xiao Yi finally turned around and looked straight at Zhai Xiu: "Sir, do you need to make friends with me? You don't have to make a statue.
How about I visit you at your residence every day from now on and treat myself as your nephew when outside."
Without saying a word, Zhai Xiu kicked the subordinate officer on the butt: "What are you still doing? Come on, help us draw together. If any prisoner is missing a hair, I will cut you alive!"
Not only the Ministry of Punishment, but also the Ministry of Rites is in a mess.
Lin Hai squinted his eyes, staring at Cao Wu with Sheng Zhaojun, making Lao Cao feel very scared.
"Master Cao, these are my young master's exact words. If you think it is against etiquette to mate with the eldest prince, fine, how about you send him back to the eldest prince, back to the grassland, and kill the Golden Wolf King along the way?"
"That's not what I meant, but...it's an insult to politeness, an insult to politeness."
Although Cao Wu is a minister, he is very familiar with the faces of Chu Qing and his gang, and he will fall out whenever he wants.
"Is it an insult to politeness?" Sheng Zhaojun frowned: "It is not an insult to politeness if a man from my frontier army died in battle. It is not an insult to politeness if the general is isolated and helpless on the grassland. To be polite, if you want to be polite, you need to be gentle.
No matter what kind of weapons Liang Rong can use, he can just use his words to fight."
Cao Wu's mouth was full of bitterness: "No, I can't publish this national letter and this notice from the Ministry of Rites."
"Okay, let's say goodbye to the two of you." Lin Kui cupped his hands and said, "Then let my young master talk to you!"
"Wait!"
In the end, Cao Wu gave up and tried to discuss it: "The national letter can be written, but this notice... let's forget it."
"No." Lin Hai showed a treacherous smile: "My young master has already asked the emperor for instructions on this matter. Alepeng, the eldest prince of the grassland, is in Beijing and does not want to miss Shu. For three to five years, he is unwilling to return to the grassland. In order to pay tribute to Jin
The Wolf King fulfills his filial piety and wishes to give birth to more little princes and send them back to the grassland to accompany the Golden Wolf King. He also hopes that women from all tribes in the grassland will come to Beijing and give birth to golden wolf blood."
Cao Wu sighed: "I have polished it up, but this notice..."
Sheng Zhaojun said coldly: "The notice must be written. The young master said that the great prince of the prairie should be paraded in the streets to let the people in the capital see. The so-called cold thieves and the so-called prince of the prairie are not some three-headed and six-armed people, but they are just a little taller and want to humiliate them."
He humiliated Liang Rong!"
"But this, but this..."
"Master Cao, do you know what will happen if Liang Rong kills the man from the frontier army? Do you know what will happen if Liang Rong captures the man from the frontier army? You care about etiquette, justice, integrity and shame, but the enemy thieves don't care."
Lin Hai agreed: "Yes, there is no courtesy, justice and shame in battle. If you want etiquette, justice and integrity, then go to the border and see if Liang Thief can show you courtesy, justice and integrity!"
Cao Wu sighed, feeling that his reputation was completely ruined.
The great prince of the prairie is hateful, but to be paraded in a prison car and let the people watch and insult him at will is not an insult to the dignity of the country.
"That's all, I, the Ministry of Etiquette, will write this notice. You two, get out!"
Lin Hui and Sheng Zhaojun looked at each other, laughed, and walked away with their arms around each other.
"Brother Dajun, no wonder the young master said that the civil servants in Beijing are all hypocrites. It is indeed true."
Sheng Zhaojun nodded: "That's right. Returning the courtesy, justice and shame. Bah."
Cao Wu slapped the table and yelled: "Get out of here!"
In addition to the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Personnel also did not stop.
On the staff side is the heavyweight Langya Wang Changxian.
Chang Lao Er sat there, imitating Chu Qing's example, crossing his legs and flipping through the pamphlet. A group of principals, the doctor and the new assistant minister didn't dare to breathe.
"Twenty-one years of guarding the border, tsk tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this Yang Baobei is probably not a loser. Twenty-one years, from Xiguan to Beiguan, nine consecutive years, without being promoted. What else is the court going to do with such a loser?
, removed from his post..."
"And this Niu Ren, this king has opened his eyes. He defeated the three tribes of the grassland with more than ten thousand people in total. He alone killed nineteen enemy thieves, but the court didn't even give him a commendation. I'm afraid it's a risk.
Since he is taking credit, he should be dismissed from his post..."
"Zhang Chengxiao, the commander of Ma Gong Camp, led the soldiers of Ma Gong Camp to pursue the enemy for three hundred miles and gained more than two thousand levels. Just... just remember it like this, and the officials didn't even fart. Oh, by the way, it's Zhang Chengxiao
Take credit for it, since he takes credit for it, he will be removed from his post..."
Changxian's pamphlet is very thick. Read it one by one, from the chief general to the deputy general, from each pass to each camp. After reading it all, ask for his explanation, and the frontier army can be disbanded where it is.
A group of officials were sweating, and Chang Xian finally closed the book: "How about this, I will go back to the palace first. Your lords think that the border army is a loser and have ignored it for so many years. Then your lords must be the commanders of the army."
Well, I will tell my father that I will ask you to go to the border and replace those border army losers."
The sound of "Plop" was heard endlessly, and all the officials in the surrounding area knelt down.
Even the Ministry of Industry and Chu Qing didn't let go. Nangong Ping, who had just had dinner at home, sat down opposite Liu Xun with a smile.
"Sir, I know that you are a close friend of Master Chu. The students will not beat around the bush. Arms are lacking every year and are in short supply every year. It is difficult for students to make them even if they know you. Your Ministry of Industry cannot send these weapons to you. Send them here."
, there is also a shortage, how about you recruit some people and throw the blame on the families and local officials in the three border areas."
Liu Xun smiled bitterly: "It's easier said than done, this family..."
Nangong Ping stopped smiling, stood up and saluted: "Farewell."
Liu Xun was stunned: "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
"I'm anxious to go back and write the memorial."
"Memorial?"
"Yes, let uncle impeach your Ministry of Industry and impeach you."
Liu Xun: “…”
Nangong Ping showed a polite smile again: "Mr. Liu, please give me a pleasant word. Either I will impeach you, or I will impeach the officials and aristocratic families of the Three Borders. Which one do you think is more suitable?"
"You... threaten me?" Liu Xun's eyes narrowed.
"The adults are overly concerned. This is not what the students meant."
"Oh, Chu Qing really thought that I was afraid of him!"
Nangong Ping's smile grew thicker: "You are really not afraid, not Master Chu."
