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He Maocai: "It's not that we have to hide it from the ministry, it's the greeting of the elder and the elder of the small pavilion." ”

Ma Ningyuan was even more stunned: "The elder and the little elder don't trust the department......"

Zheng Michang: "It can't be said that it is distrustful. That Tan Lun was by the side of the ministry, and he hid it from the ministry in order to hide from those people above. ”

Ma Ningyuan: "That's still not trusting the minister......"

He Maocai was impatient: "Admit death, how to say it before you can figure it out!" ”

Yang Jinshui immediately stopped He Maocai with his gaze and looked at Ma Ningyuan with a smile: "Let me ask you, who do you listen to Hu Butang, and who does Hu Butang listen to?" ”

Ma Ningyuan hesitated: "Of course, you have to listen to the elder and the little elder." ”

"It's over." Yang Jinshui said to Ma Ningyuan again, "Be willing to do things, recognize your boss, these are your strengths." But the officer can't just bow down with a finger. You recognize Hu Butang, Hu Butang recognizes the elder, will you be wrong to do what the elder wants? ”

"And." Zheng Michang continued, "The elder of the pavilion is hiding from Hu Butang, and his intention is also to protect Hu Butang. Lest Chen Ke and his Jinyi guards know about it and stab the emperor, the first person to ask for the crime will be Hu Butang. ”

Ma Ningyuan thought sharply there. Several people looked at him.

"I'll do it!" Ma Ningyuan finally responded, with that open-minded look, "The pass is so many counties that can't starve to death after being flooded." I can't let the ministry not come to the stage. ”

Yang Jinshui smiled, He Maocai also smiled, and the two looked at Zheng Michang.

Zheng Michang: "Of course you don't have enough grain in the provincial official warehouse, and you have to prepare enough grain for Boss Shen, who bought the field." ”

Shen Yishi: "Don't worry." I will not lose a grain of grain from the fields. ”

Yang Jinshui stood up at this time: "It's less than half a month before the Dragon Boat Festival." In the past half month, troops must be sent to guard every weir along the Xin'an River, and no one can be allowed to approach the weir before the flood comes. If the destruction of the weir leaks the slightest rumor, no one will be able to protect anyone! ”

Zheng Michang and He Maocai's faces became solemn, and they looked at Ma Ningyuan together. Ma Ningyuan looked at Shen Yishi at this time, and suddenly asked, "Boss Shen, do you still have a century-old mountain ginseng here?" ”

As soon as they heard this, several other people were stunned.

Shen Yishi: "Not much, there are two more." ”

"Give it to me." When Ma Ningyuan said this, he actually revealed some taste of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold".

Several people were a little surprised, as if they had some understanding, and they all looked at each other.

Zheng Michang: "What, my mother is sick?" ”

Ma Ningyuan turned his eyes to the door: "No." I wanted to send it to the minister-sama. ”

He Maocai: "Don't be stunned, and expose the matter to Hu Butang again." ”

Ma Ningyuan was stunned at the moment, and glared at He Maocai: "If you don't believe me, will you leave this matter to someone else?" ”

He Maocai was stunned by him.

Ma Ningyuan: "Everything is hidden from him, and he will still bear the burden when the time comes." You're tired like that, and you're suspicious if I send two ginsengs! ”

"Good!" Yang Jinshui immediately came out of the round, "There is loyalty and righteousness, this is the person who does great things." Boss Shen, you can give the ginseng to Master Ma. ”

……

Hangzhou Jinyi Wei Qianhu Mansion

Song Hang, a thousand households in Jinyi, knelt on the ground, hanging his head tremblingly.

Zuodu Yushi Tan Ke stood above him, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand. The black and white words on the paper, in the eyes of Song Hang, a murderous Jinyi Wei Qianhu, can only say that every word is soaked in blood!

It's crazy! It's crazy! These parents of the Ming Dynasty were able to destroy the weir mouth of the Xin'an River for hundreds of thousands of silks! It's going to be the Dragon Boat Festival soon! That's it! How many people's prefectures and counties will be affected! How many people will suffer!

Compared with these civil officials who seem to be full of benevolence and morality on weekdays, the brocade guards are simply old ladies who eat fasting and chant Buddha!

Tan Ke was not in the mood to care about the thoughts in the head of his subordinates, he carefully read the information on the paper. Kevin's camera also looks at the letter in his hand, so the audience can see the content of the paper clearly!

In the live broadcast room of the infinite world, the crowd immediately became excited-

"Even if I have watched the TV series and see this scene again, I still can't suppress the fire in my heart!"

"Brute! A bunch of brutes! Isn't the most important thing in Confucianism benevolence? These keys are simply devilish! ”

"Anchor, don't let them succeed! The people of Hangzhou are innocent and cannot be victims of these devils! ”

"Come on, anchor! Support you to catch all these bureaucrats! ”

"If you don't kill them, I'll take them off!"

……

Tan Ke shook the letter paper in his hand, and said to the camera with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone, I'm here, these people's plans will definitely not come true again!" Otherwise, I might as well find a rope and hang myself! ”

Sure enough, Ma Ningyuan still walked on the old path. In Jinyiwei's report, after the ignorant Mafutai was whipped by a whip, he still couldn't wake up, and still got on the thief ship of the group of bureaucrats. Although Tan Ke regretted Ma Ningyuan's decision, this Ma Futai was still an idealist after all, but Tan Ke had already decided not to let Ma Ningyuan go.

Opportunities, have already been given. He Ma Ningyuan is the outcast of the tide of the times, but what about the people who will lose their families, land, property and even their lives once the plan is implemented? What did they do wrong? Why should they give everything for the "political ambitions" of the ruthless bureaucrats?

Tan Ke is even more responsible for these people.

"This official has recently transferred a lot of Jinyi guards from Nanzhili, and some of them have higher positions than you, but this time the action in Hangzhou is still dominated by you!" Tan Ke said to Song Hang, who was kneeling on the ground.

Song Hang was shocked, "My lord! The small, the small ones can't afford this responsibility! Jinyi Guard, all the officials, where is the small offense! Not to mention commanding your colleagues! ”

Tan Ke pouted, "You won't know that Nan Zhili has also been robbed of many wealthy families recently. You must know what someone did it. Those who refuse to cooperate have already been cleaned by the official before. If you don't know how to lift, this official doesn't mind dyeing blood again. ”

Song Hang's heart was shocked, and he understood that Zuo Du Yushi's words were telling him that now this group of colleagues who were transferred from Nanzhili had also gotten on Zuo Duyu's ship like himself. As for those who disagreed with Zuodu's approach to imperial history, Song Hang thought of his original boss, the former Hangzhou Mansion Jinyi Wei Qianhu's dead head hanging in front of his house......

"Okay, Song Hang, don't worry. Do it well, and the official will not treat you badly! Isn't there a shortage of Nanzhili Jinyiwei? This errand is done, you may not be able to move to the south! ”

First coercion, then temptation, Song Hang, who had no way to retreat, gritted his teeth, and still bowed down to Tan Ke, "Don't worry, my lord!" The little ones must do things well! ”

(To be continued.) )