Chapter 118: Another major case (3)

The emperor stepped forward, Chongshi fell half his body, bent over and followed with a step-by-step follower. Behind were Jingyu, Liufu and several eunuchs holding umbrella covers in their hands, holding horse stools, clothes, kettles, tea sets and other items. While moving aimlessly, the emperor asked, "This time I returned to Beijing to change my post, did you go to Jinan when I was in Shandong?"

"I haven't been there."

"Why?"

"Slave, I miss my father in my heart, and I don't want to delay too much on the road, so I went straight to Tongzhou."

The emperor was a little moved, but he didn't show any of it. He asked, "How have you been in office this year?"

"Yes." Chongshi expected that the emperor would definitely ask about this section, and he was prepared for it. "I dare not talk about the provincial officials, and the atmosphere between the officials was boosted. However, there was indeed a difference between the yamen handled by the slaves."

"Oh? Speak seriously?"

"Yes." Chongshi followed forward and said the overwhelming and exorcising experience of reforming and sending out the past year during his tenure in Sichuan.

Chongshi was angrily scolded the emperor and returned to Chengdu in a daze. Although he had been delayed in Jinan for a few days on the way and had calmed down the mood for Ama's affairs, after returning to office, he thought about his actions for several years, which made the emperor angry. Seeing that the saint's family was declining, the hidden worries in his heart could not be removed. For many days, he had no good expression for Honglian and the children. He was so scared that the whole family was as if they were avoiding cats and mice, and they just wanted to avoid him from far away.

Chongshi felt helpless and was worried about his heart. The scene he performed in the imperial court in Beijing was mostly known to his colleagues and subordinates. Like his concubines and children in his mansion, these people knew that the chief officials had a bad temper and tried their best to handle official business properly, so that he could not find any excuse to vent.

Speaking of this, Chongshi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I served in Sichuan for several years. It was only after May of the eighth year of Xianfeng that I felt like I was using my fingers and integrating them."

The emperor also made fun of his words, "If you say this, the staff of the department under Long Mao Dao know the height of their eyebrows and eyes very well?"

"Yes, the master of the wise and wise master. These people are old officials and dare not say anything else. But this skill of observing words and expressions is truly something that the slave only sees in his life." Chongshi said, "In fact, the slave always thinks that if these people can use this mind to the right path, everything in the world can be greatly cured."

"Your words are very knowledgeable." The emperor stopped and looked up. The emperor and his ministers walked and had already arrived in front of the gate of Xianliang. There were officials from various departments who had passed by by chance or were waiting to pass the signs and saw that the imperial guards were approaching, and they all knelt down to salute.

The emperor frowned and turned around and ordered, "Liufu? Let's tell them that no one will see you today, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." After that, he pointed with his hand, "Chongshi, you have been in the middle of the capital for many years and have never been lucky enough to go to the Military Affairs Office?"

"This has never happened."

"Let's go, I'll take you in and take a walk." The emperor was very excited and chuckled and led the way in front of Chongshi. Jingyu and a few followed him, and went straight to the military office and opened his door to the door. "Tell me, I don't come here often. Weng is very confident, and he is too polite and advises him. Sometimes I have no intention. Okay, get up!" The last sentence was said to Zaiyuan and Wenxiang and the others who came out of the car.

Wen Xiang touched his head, then stood up, and followed the emperor's words, "It's not just a slave who wants to disturb his master's interest, but, no master in this world can visit his slave? If the master has something to do, just tell the slave to do it..."

The emperor smiled childishly, "I ignore you and don't talk to you. Chongshi, then you will tell me and tell these people from the Military Affairs Office what you have seen and heard in the past year when Sichuan Province was in office?"

"Yes." Chongshi continued to say the first thing he said, "In June of the eighth year of Xianfeng, I suddenly realized that instead of being respected by my subordinates and subordinates, it is better to implement this law at this time and in full. In the first place, I can avoid the need for everyone to be implicated by my own uneasyness. In addition, I think that if I can really do it, this good official style will be implemented throughout the whole life, and it will also avoid the disadvantage of the destruction of the destruction of the people one day in the future."

"Well, I think it's good, but how to implement it?"

"I thought that when the emperor went to Tianjin in the east, the prefect of Tianjin, Hu Linyi, Hu, had been in social activities. All parties had to ask for help. They thought it was exhausted and used this as a preview. Governor Wang also took the words of the slave. Just in the seven years of Xianfeng, the various expenses used by the province to welcome and send off were more than 60,000 taels. There were also 5,000 taels per month, and nearly 200 taels per day. Although the public paid the silver, the daily uninterrupted daily eviction of wine and food was not beneficial to oneself, the country and the people were injured. Lord Wang also said that he should have been seriously purged."

The emperor was silent for a while, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Wang Qingyun, do I remember he was a Jinshi in the ninth year of Daoguang?"

"Yes, the emperor's holy record is correct. Wang Qingyun was a Jinshi in the ninth year of the founding emperor. In the 28th year of Daoguang, he served as the governor of Shanxi and made many achievements in his post. His official reputation spread far and wide. In the third year of Xianfeng after the emperor ascended the throne, he became the governor of Sichuan."

"It seems that Wang Qingyun remembers my words very much." The emperor nodded, "I passed the imperial edict, and the governor of Sichuan, Wang Qingyun, was able to know people and be good at responsibilities during his tenure, listen to both sides, and eliminate the situation. He made up his mind to delete and modify the various evil policies in the province. He can be called the governor's example, wearing a yellow jacket and giving him a salary of one year. The Ministry of Personnel added a record of the first level, and when he returned to Beijing to report his duties, he would introduce it first."

"twitter."

The emperor pointed to Chongshi, "You continue to say, and then say."

"Yes." Chongshi also said, "Although new policies in the province have been implemented, most officials, Xiao Gui and Cao Sui, have long been accustomed to this..." He considered the words, "There are old customs in the officialdom, so when he first heard about the removal of bad policies, there were many dissatisfactions and resentment. The slaves dare not deceive their master. Over the past year, the slaves have been fighting back and forth with these people..."

The emperor listened to his story, and the smile on his face had already disappeared. He stretched out his finger and interrupted his words, "If we say welcoming and seeing each other, we will gather together and telling each other's love, this is also the common human relationship. Not only will I not stop it, but I may even be happy to see it. It is just like when I was in Tianjin, after listening to what Hu Linyi said to Nar Jing'e and Hu Linyi, the official exchanges are treated with a rule of one meat and two vegetables and rice. If we were the same hometown, in the same year, we invited the mansion with a private official bag and gave each other, I would not ask about it at all. I thought about it afterwards and felt that there was a big trouble in this. Do you know what it is?"

"I dare to speculate, and the holy heart is worried, how should I draw the boundary between them?"

The emperor chuckled and shook his head, "You didn't understand what I said," he said, "The boundaries are very clear. If the officials of the Celestial Dynasty cannot even distinguish between personal affairs and official affairs, what's the use of them? What I think is inappropriate is that Zhili province is close to the capital, and officials who come and go are finally in the welcoming and seeing off. But what about provinces thousands of miles away from the imperial capital? For example, Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, Shaanxi, Guangdong, Guangxi, and the two lakes. Since the third year of Xianfeng, this slave has only entered Beijing last year..."

He pointed to Chongshi and said, "I have gained something when I talked about this matter to me. So what about other provinces? Until today, no one has any comments on this matter. Do they know that this kind of unhealthy trend in the province does not exist? Of course not! They know better than anyone else, at least, it is much clearer than I am in the ninth level! But there is no memorial presentation. It can be seen that in the hearts of countless people in my heavenly dynasty, such things are extremely normal and extremely worthy. And this is something that I always feel is wrong but still can't figure out the context."

The emperor's words were full of blame, which made everyone feel very uneasy, especially Chongshi. This matter was caused by his own answers. If he offended several members of the Military Affairs Office for this, it would be more than worth the loss. Therefore, he hurriedly said, "The emperor does not have to worry about such officials. I think that as long as officials in various provinces think about the court and then use the emperor to purify and implement the new policy, such things will disappear in the future and disappear."

"You don't have to worry about slander and ridicule," the emperor said loudly, "You can make this result in Sichuan, which is considered that you have not forgotten what happened back then, and you have never forgotten the advice from Senior Shilin to you."

Chongshi was stunned for a moment before remembering what the emperor said was the Spring Festival in the first year of Xianfeng. When he went to the Xu family in Zhejiang to visit him, Xu Naigu said. "Yes, the emperor's heavenly teachings, and the words that Yu Nian Gong wrongly recommended, the slave never forgot for a moment."

"However, you leave Sichuan and work in Jiangsu. Don't let the bad policies of the province be passed on by the fire just because you left alone." After the emperor said that, he felt a little regretful: Chongshi is about to leave, what's the use of telling him? He turned to Zeng Guofan and said, "We must tell Wang Qingyun this matter. If I know that this bad policies in Sichuan Province are in a positive direction, I will be the first to settle the score with Wang Qingyun."

"Yes, I have all recorded it."

The emperor's fingers unconsciously tapped on several tables on the kang. After a while, his legs tilted and fell to the ground. "I won't talk about it anymore. I will discuss this matter later. Chongshi, you and I will come out."

After leaving the Military Affairs Office, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the sun was so bright that it was so bright that it was a little dizzy. "Chongshi? Last year, I liked it very much. When you came to the provincial government to take up your post and traveled to Shandong, I told him that I am loyal to me, and there is no need to focus on such minor details. Think about whether there are any mistakes in Jiangnan and Shandong in the past few years, and that you can make up for your mistakes in time, which is the way to be a minister."

"I originally thought that someone would go to Shandong to issue an imperial edict, but then I thought, it would be fine if there was no such need." He said with a smile, "Well, in addition, if you tell me, even if you have some mistakes, I will never chase it to the end. However, if you criticize others in the future, your friendship for more than ten years will be lost."

Chongshi was unclear for a while, but the emperor said it was an edict, remembering it carefully, and then repeated it from beginning to end, "Let's do that, you will have a few days to go out of Beijing. When you hand in the sign, I will talk to you again."

"Yes." Chongshi agreed, knelt down and met his head, and watched the emperor's figure walk away from afar. Then he left the garden with a lot of questions.

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The Sushun Mansion in Pi Chaihutong was lively. Prince Zheng and Prince Yi's two concubines were accompanied by Sushun's two concubines, watching the show and talking in the hall.

Sushun was also a capable person. He did not mention it in the capital back then. After he was released from Shanxi, he did not pick up the road of Zezhou Prefecture and did not close his doors at night. When the soldiers of the Green Camp in Shanxi mutiny, Sushun rushed to attack overnight and made contributions, which was greatly appreciated by the emperor. He had been in office for more than a year, but this was the second time he had returned to Beijing to meet him. In the Qing Dynasty, the expatriates often communicated with the capital through memorials, and did not often have the opportunity to return to the imperial capital. Thinking about the old things that he followed the emperor and let go of his words, many people with some vision knew that Suyu Pavilion was very useful, and even if he turned back to the capital, it was just around the corner.

Therefore, this time, taking advantage of his return to Beijing, guests from the six ministries and even relatives of the royal family almost filled a Pi Chaihutong. At that time, the setting sun was still there, and the bright lights were hanging. Looking in from the open door, the lights were bright and the gongs and drums were loud. Bypassing the screen wall of the second door, the music could be heard very clearly. People came and went in from the open door, and the sound was full of halls prepared for the male guests. It was just when it was lively.

The performance of Yang Yuelou is in the hall. The actor who plays with him is Yu Jusheng. Both of them are Zhang Erkui's students. They have a good martial arts foundation. They have been with their senior brothers for many years. Their tacit cooperation is unparalleled. The movements are flowing, and the fight makes the audience in the audience fascinated. The real actor is a madman, and the person who watches the opera is a fool.

Yang and Yu both have a natural good voice, simple and powerful, thick and stable, high-pitched and exciting, and have the power of essence and gold. After singing, the audience cheers rose up, and sometimes there was a roar of reward: "The Prince of Reputation!"

Immediately afterwards, four people wearing blue cloth coats and red tasseled hats heard the sound of lifting the basket to the front of the stage, and immediately took off the cover on the silver flask and spread it on the stage. But the silver light was dazzling and the sound of the platform was filled with sounds, "Crash, Crash" for a while, and stopped.

"Thank you, Prince!" The two of them knelt down on the platform and thanked them. Before they could get up, someone in the audience shouted: "Prince Yi will give you a reward!" After some twists and turns, the stage started to whine again.
Chapter completed!