"What's wrong, sir?" When Zhu Yujiao saw it, she couldn't help but ask with concern.

Zhang Mingwei casually handed her the piece and said, "You come and read it to me!" ”

There is no punctuation for this kind of vertical arrangement in ancient times, and there are many traditional Chinese characters, which hurts my brain. Although he can probably see what it means, he needs to know the details, and with Zhu Yujiao's secretary to use, of course he won't let it go.

When Zhu Yujiao heard this, she hurriedly took the chapter and read it.

As she read, her voice changed and became a little angry.

It turned out that the local government reported that it had found a gang of thieves wandering through Gyeonggi, and that they had recently gone to the southwest of Gyeongshi, blocking roads and looting, robbing money and people, and even killing people, and many refugees who had returned to their hometowns suffered as a result.

At this time in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, there was no such thing as peace outside, of course Zhang Mingwei knew. However, he didn't expect that those thieves would dare to appear in the prefectures and counties near Jingshi, and openly kill and loot.

These are really troubled times!

But even so, Zhang Mingwei still asked angrily: "What does the local government do to eat, even around the capital division?" ”

"Sir, although the world is not peaceful, when it is okay, there is no such thing around Jingshi." Wang Erbiao heard this, and hurriedly replied, "There is speculation in the palace that it may be for those refugees." Therefore, Long Live asked our family to pass this recital to Mr. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his voice and emphasized: "Sir, rest assured, Long Live Lord is furious and has ordered the local government to strictly investigate this matter." ”

Zhang Mingwei was stunned when he heard this, it hadn't happened before, and now it appears, maybe it's for refugees? If so, who would it be, for the refugees or for themselves?

After thinking about it, he couldn't think of any results.

However, in these troubled times, it is not wrong to predict the worst outcome. So, after Wang Erbiao said goodbye, Zhang Mingwei ordered a person to be called.

In the lobby, except for Zhu Yujiao and Zhou Yuji, there was only one kneeling person.

"Get up and talk!" Zhang Mingwei waved his hand and said, "What is wrong with the people I asked you to stare at?" ”

"Grandpa Xie Guo!" The man stood up in response, then stood with his hands down, and replied respectfully, "The grass people have already laid it out, but it's only been a few days, and I can't see anything abnormal!" ”

Indeed, it has only been a few days, and the Jin merchants' industry in Beijing is not small. If it weren't for the Luo Zu Sect's large enough manpower, ordinary people wouldn't be able to keep an eye on it.

However, to see what is abnormal, it is too demanding for them. After all, they don't do this professionally, and they don't have any training in this area.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Mingwei said to the person in front of him, that is, Zhou Wenzhen: "I'll take a look from Jinyiwei and Dongchang here, if there are personnel details in their house, I'll give you a copy, if not, you can find a way to figure it out yourself, and then you can focus on people." ”

Zhou Wenzhen heard this, and hurriedly agreed, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, and couldn't understand why this big man asked him to stare at those people in Jinshang?

I wanted to ask, but in the end I didn't dare.

The last assassination was that he was naïve. Originally, I wanted to use this opportunity to befriend the commander of the Jinyi Guard, so that the Luo Zujiao could openly preach like the Taoist and Buddhist religions, but I didn't expect that when the emperor heard this, he was furious, and all those who were not conducive to the commander of the Jinyi Guard would be killed.

Thanks to Zhang Mingwei's intercession, he was saved, and then he atoned for Jinyiwei.

Zhou Wenzhen was thinking about it in his heart, but he heard Zhang Mingwei ask him again: "There are many disciples of your Luozu Sect, presumably there are also outside the Jingshi, right?" ”

This is not a secret, Zhou Wenzhen listened to it and nodded hurriedly.

When Zhang Mingwei saw it, he continued to ask: "Have you heard that the refugees who have returned to their hometowns have been looted and killed recently?" ”

"I heard!" Zhou Wenzhen heard this, and hurriedly nodded, "My lord, there is something strange about this matter!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Mingwei couldn't help but be stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he immediately became interested, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"In the past, it was commonplace for some people to die outside, and no one would care." Zhou Wenzhen listened and replied cautiously, "But this time, the matter of the refugee's killing spread in Jingshi, and many places are talking about it. The grass people thought ...... I thought that someone was deliberately spreading the news behind this. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Mingwei's heart sank, this was indeed abnormal, so he asked: "Then can you find out, who is spreading the news?" ”

"Now that the news has spread, I'm afraid it's hard to check!" Zhou Wenzhen listened and said with a sad face.

Hearing this, Zhang Mingwei frowned. It's not that he's angry, but he feels that this matter of public opinion monitoring must be done. In this way, if there is a wind and grass in the Jingshi, he will be able to grasp it in time.

However, it is not so easy to monitor public opinion in Beijing.

Sub-districts, according to the restaurant teahouse or something crowd gathering place to send people to watch, news summary, daily combing, sorting and archiving, these things are simple to say, but if you really want to do it, manpower and funds are problems.

Thinking so, Zhang Mingwei took this matter to heart, and then asked Zhou Wenzhen: "Do you know what kind of thief kills people?" ”

After finishing speaking, seeing Zhou Wenzhen's embarrassed face, Zhang Mingwei suddenly snorted coldly and said, "The rise and fall of the Luo Zu Sect is all on you. If you don't do a good job, believe it or not I can uproot you? If you do a good job and make great contributions to the court, don't say that you will be given a good name, even if you are given a foundation, it is possible! ”

Buddhism and Taoism have their own roots, and incense is vigorous. Today's Luo Zujiao is hiding in Tibet, worrying about the suppression of the imperial court all day long. If it was mainly because of the suppression of Buddhism before, Luo Zujiao could still hold on, but the adult in front of him, between turning his hands and rain, Luo Zujiao really had to be the difference between heaven and earth.

At this time, Zhou Wenzhen didn't know whether he regretted or not regretting getting involved with Jinyiwei, and hurriedly replied to Zhang Mingwei in a cold sweat: "Please also give the grass people a little time, and I will contact the disciples in Gyeonggi to check the situation." ”

Zhang Mingwei listened, nodded and said, "Do a good job, I won't treat you badly!" ”

"Understood, grass people understood!" Zhou Wenzhen listened, wiped his sweat, and nodded again and again.

As soon as he left, Zhu Yujiao, who had been listening to the side, asked a little puzzledly: "Sir, can he find out?" ”

Cats have cat paths, rats have rat paths, and some things are difficult for officials to investigate, but people in the three religions and nine streams can get twice the result with half the effort when they go to check. Zhang Mingwei has watched a lot of Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas, even if he hasn't experienced it, he knows this truth.

So he smiled and said, "Look! ”

As night fell, officials at all levels dispersed, some of them were in a good mood, some were depressed, and some were anxious.

One of them, who was blowing his beard and glaring, was obviously fed up with the anger of the court.