Jiangnan Road, located in the south of the Yangtze River, north of Wuling, like a wide and long streamer, across the territory of the Great Zhou, on the area, Jiangnan Road is not the widest, after all, the east, north, and south of the Great Zhou Dynasty have a large number of capital protectors and governors, but in terms of the number of state capitals under the jurisdiction of the system, Jiangnan Road is the crown of the world, including the entire middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River south of the region, under the jurisdiction of 53 states and seven prefectures, and the governance of Suzhou at the mouth of the Yangtze River, just like to this fat dragon, dotted with scorching and shining eyes.

Feng Junheng, the new Jiangnan Provincial Observation Envoy, has arrived in Suzhou City for nearly ten days, but he has been living in the post house, not entering the official house, except when he entered the city, he met with the civil and military officials of various states and counties, and after greeting him, he deduced that the journey was tiring, and he never appeared in public again, nor did he say a word.

Many of the assassins are feudal officials who are responsible for defending the territory, and they can't leave the territory for too long, so they recommended a few assassins who are related to Feng Junheng, and went to visit them together, this time they saw people, Feng Junheng talked with them for a while, and then passed down the order, Panzhou Assassin History, Fangzhou Assassin History, and Qianzhou Assassin History three people stayed, and the rest returned, and he will press one by one to appease the local people.

The rest of the assassin history got the quasi-letter, and they left away, and the Sanzhou assassin history left by the speech, but he was uneasy, thinking about the ten days of hard work, whether there was any fault in the hands of this imperial history master, and then thought about it carefully, and put down some thoughts, the three states selected by Feng Junheng have their own special features, Panzhou is the hometown of Feng Junheng who was in charge, Fangzhou is the place where the king of Luling is located, and the successive Qincha observers have to be treated differently, as for Qianzhou, it is the most remote and poorest state in Jiangnan Province, and I think it is because of thisbefore being left behind.

Feng Junheng prides himself on being a gentleman, does not do things in the dark room, two days later, he does not summon which state alone, but summons the three of them together, condescending, and his square face is righteous and heroic, "The three assassins, the official has read your documents in detail, but he is extremely disappointed, the disaster is rough and rough, not true, the cause of the disaster, and there is no reasoning and analysis, blindly complaining, no sympathy for the suffering of the people, no sympathy for the suffering of the people, no concern for the court, no awe, this official is very dissatisfied, very dissatisfied"

Sanzhou Thorn Shi was sprayed with spit all over his face, and he was silent and terrified.

"You wait for the king's lu, since you should share the worries for the king, the official will wait for another opportunity with you, before noon tomorrow, the official will see the detailed, comprehensive and profound official documents of the state situation, hope that you and others know where the righteousness is, know the importance of the key, and rest to make mistakes" Feng Junheng said in a high-sounding manner.

The Sanzhou Assassin hurriedly confessed his guilt, thanked Feng Junheng for his grace, nodded his head, and retreated.

The three of them looked at each other at the door of the post house for a while, but they did not gather in one place to discuss how to deal with it, after all, they are in charge of one side of the world, and the evil things hidden in their hearts are a lot of things, Feng Junheng is pretentious, giving them huge pressure, and they no longer dare to take it lightly.

If you want to say that the pressure is the most high, it is Wang Heling of Fangzhou Thorn History, Feng Junheng seems to scold Sanzhou Thorn History, it is nothing more than thick and thin, but he peeked at it several times, Feng Junheng's blade-like eyes have been falling on him, and he has not left for a moment.

"Where is the great righteousness...... The importance of the key ...... "Wang Heling has been silent for a long time, what kind of righteousness can he have, what kind of key can he have?

Suddenly, a black shadow struck his heart, and he shuddered and swallowed with difficulty.

The next day, the official documents of the history of the assassins of the three states became full of anger, in the official documents of the history of the assassins of Qianzhou, it was revealed that the local gentry colluded with the people of southern Xinjiang, and sold the good people into the mountains as slaves, and the behavior was outrageous, and there was a wound to the heavens, and the history of the Panzhou assassin pointed at the predecessor, accusing the predecessor of being unjustly imprisoned, and he had been in office for three years, killing hundreds of people, not like the official eunuchs, but more like bandits, so that in Panzhou, the people did not believe in the official government and prison lawsuits, but also believed in the city fox and the mouse, and the black and white were reversed.

Feng Junheng snorted coldly, threw the two official documents aside, and ignored them.

Picking up the official document of Fangzhou Thorn History, as soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes immediately brightened, he reached out and stroked his short beard under his chin, his face was tight, and he sighed worriedly about the country and the people, "I am the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, why do I suffer from natural disasters frequently, but it turns out that there is a traitorous king?" But when you investigate deeply, you can live up to the trust of the court...... Left and right, pass the order, and leave for Fangzhou on the same day"

The door opened with a creak, and a staff member had already gone out to give orders, and a cloud of darkness slowly rose and spread across the land of Jiangnan Province.

Shendu, Dongcheng, Huaihuafang.

The people living here are poor and weak, the houses are generally dilapidated, and there are occasionally a few decent houses, either they are too late to buy a house in Shendu, and they have not chosen a good location, so they can only buy some houses in Dongcheng and demolish them, and rebuild their mansions, or their ancestors have lived here for generations, and have never moved out.

Wei Chuhou belongs to the second type, has lived in Luoyang for generations, although his house is better than the house next to it, but it can only be regarded as a single family, the location is narrow, there is a stinky ditch in front of the main gate, the noisy vegetable market is also near the left, and there are all kinds of peculiar smells.

Quan Ce got off the horse, raised his eyes and looked at the door plaque, there was no surname on it, only two big characters were written, and he was happy.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk" Jedi stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The door opened, revealing the face of a young man, his expression was a little timid, but his mouth was skillful, "This nobleman, Xiaosheng is so polite, dare to ask what is the noble person's name?" What's going on here? ”

Quan Ce felt quite interesting, and arched his hand and said, "This Lang Jun is polite, I am Quan Ce"

"Strategy? Kwon Lang-kun? The young man was surprised at first, his expression was admired, and he quickly restrained himself, his face fell, he turned his face, and straightened his thin chest, "Meng Ziyun, you can't bend mighty, your brother An Wei arrested my eldest brother, and you deceived me again, what do you want?" ”

"Brother reckless, Brother Ling has been released, return to the national prison, Quan Ce is here, it is a special trip to apologize" Quan Ce said with a smile, Wei Chuhou's wife died early, and he has never renewed, and he is a widower, pulling his two sons to grow up, and teaching by word and deed.

Wei Chuhou's eldest son is in Chang'an Guozijian, similar to the second son, is a hard reader of poetry and books, a nerd who does not understand the world, Quan Ce ordered Quan Zhu to create an accident and arrested him, Quan Zhu sent people to watch him day and night, but this person is only willing to walk on the edge, each step is the same step, never beyond the Lei Chi half a step, seeing that he could not complete his brother's task, he gritted his teeth and was ruthless, so he put the jasper belt of a wealthy merchant in the city into his bedroom, and put him in prison for the crime of theft, and soon found no evidence and was released.

A child's play to catch and release Wei, but gave Quan Ce the words to visit Wei Chuhou.

The young man listened to Quan Ce's words, hesitated for a long time, and saw that he was full of smiles and his name was very convincing, so he opened the door to greet him.

"Father, Quan Langjun is visiting" The young man led Quan Ce to a small family ancestral hall next to the main hall, which was filled with smoke.

Wei Chuhou knelt on the futon, guarding an incense burner, staring at the front stupidly.

Everyone is curious, and although Quan Ce knew that it was a little rude, he couldn't help but glance at the sacrificial table.

At first glance, it was terrifying and shocking.

It was a wooden carving, about a foot high, and it was Wei Chuhou's deceased wife, whose face was indistinguishable, but the whole body was as white as jade, and the texture was delicate.

Quan Ce withdrew his gaze and sniffed.

"Quan Langjun smiled, his wife died early, and he used a piece of white oak to express his sorrow" Wei Chuhou was shocked to find someone, hurriedly got up, and took the door of the ancestral hall through, and said in his mouth, but the roots of his ears were already red.

Quan Ce nodded and stepped back, "The virtuous couple have a deep love for the plaice, and they can sing and cry"

He deliberately glanced at Wei Chuhou's second son, and when he heard his father's words, he looked as usual, and he was not ashamed.

The dawn of the Tang Dynasty

The dawn of the Tang Dynasty