Outside Bianliang City, the civil officials who went to beat the pills returned to the city in groups with a smile.

There are groups of slaves, chariots and horses follow, and what they want is the momentum of hugging each other.

Accompanied by the head of the Oiran girls in the Bianliang Flower Building, Tingting was hired, gentle as water, flattery, Qiao Yan laughed, life is nothing more than this, no wonder Song people study hardest.

Ten years of cold windows, isn't it just the background of a scholar, and since then, he has been in a lot of ups and downs, and he is at ease.

Halfway through, a guy came over and shouted two loud words, and everyone stayed where they were.

Isn't it just to go and take a pounding pill, and when you come back, the officials are gone?

The various government offices in Bianliang began the work of cleaning up idle personnel, and all those who had been idle for a long time and had no political achievements were all abolished.

Yang Lin holds the military power in his hands, and he does not have to work as hard as the emperors of previous generations to innovate in the balance between the old and the new.

This violent dismissal is to speak according to business, you have been an official for so many years and have not done anything, so the court does not need you as an official.

That's it, I don't need to reason with you, the reason is all on the blade.

With so many officials laid off at once, and it is still going on, it can be said that the people in Bianliang City are panicked and excited.

In the past, you killed those troublesome officials in Jinliangqiao, and the generals of the forbidden army family threatened you, and we didn't say anything when you killed them, but now it's just normal pleasure and crime?

Aren't the scholars and doctors of the Great Song Dynasty just here to enjoy themselves, and they have been like this for a hundred and ten years, or they have studied hard in the cold window, or they have spent money to donate to officials, or they have been shaded by their ancestors, and the official positions they have obtained have not been able to enjoy themselves?

A group of officials who suddenly lost their jobs, and I don't know how many clans and forces there were behind them, gathered together and prepared to gather a crowd to resist.

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In a secluded alley outside Genyue, a carriage swayed squeakingly, and after a while, Yang Lin, the young ruler, showed his head, looked left and right to make sure that there was no one, lowered his head and whispered a few words softly into the car, and then shook his robe and walked out of the alley.

After he left, a mother-in-law couldn't help but laugh and rushed to Genyue.

Guarding outside Genyue were the people of the Imperial City Division, and when they saw that it was the carriage that Liu Tiju had said, they put it in.

Entering the courtyard of Xiao Liu Guifei, the concubine was already waiting here early, and several palace maids were quite unhappy, this Dali Emperor Ji was really unreasonable, and said that he would come early in the morning, but asked people to wait until this time.

The two little palace maids chirped, but Xiao Liu Guifei was not the slightest stunned, patted the hand of the little palace maid in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Don't chew the root of your tongue here, people may have something urgent." ”

The curtain was lifted, and Duan Miaozhen slowly came out, her face was ruddy, her lips were full, her eyes were full, and the beautiful scenery of the courtyard seemed to be dark.

Seeing that Xiao Liu Guifei was a little surprised, this Dali's emperor Ji is the most Buddha-hearted, why is her face like a peach blossom today.

"Concubine Niangniang, I'm really sorry, Miaozhen is late." She looked at Xiao Liu Guifei, her eyes were a little complicated, and she put the three words of "can't help it" a little more seriously.

Xiao Liu Guifei stepped forward affectionately, grabbed her arm and said, "Sister Miaozhen, come inside." ”

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"Originally, the Great Song Dynasty had 320 prefectures and 1,250 counties, and 5 or 6,000 officials were needed. Nowadays, although the territory is expanded, it is all where some people are sparse, and there are not many officials. I just asked the people in the Ministry of Officials, and there are more than 32,000 officials registered today! ”

In the Ming Hall, Yang Lin held his waist and talked eloquently to Zhang Shangying, and his determination to cut officials was unshakable.

Zhang Shangying, as an alternative official who is neither new nor old, is not very common in the court of the Great Song Dynasty, but he is a little unacceptable for the matter of cutting officials.

He also knew that there were many redundant officials in the Great Song Dynasty, but this kind of rough method of cutting officials seemed to him to be somewhat radical and easy to cause turmoil.

"Wen Yuan, do you want to cut these things first, and then slowly figure them out in the future."

Shaking his head vigorously, Yang Lin said disapprovingly: "How can it be in time, now we are in the Great Song Dynasty, the officials are at the top, the people are trapped at the bottom, Yidi is arrogant, and the thieves are blazing."

In the long run, Bianliang can still support, the local people are exhausted, people are in turmoil everywhere, and thieves are rampant, all because of the many officials and inaction. There are several officials in a position, and when they are investigated, they don't know what is the duty of that official, so you simply don't do it, and I don't do it.

I've already thought about it, I don't want to be a provincial official; If you want the people to be safe, you can't be a provincial official! ”

Zhang Shangying felt Yang Lin's great determination and knew that this matter was inevitable, although he was a little worried, but if he really let him do it, it would be a great thing.

For many years, the redundant officials who have been unable to completely eradicate the monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty have been eradicated like the redundant soldiers, then the national strength of the Great Song Dynasty will undoubtedly rise to a new level.

The biggest resistance to the reduction of officials must come from the officials themselves who have been dismissed, and such large-scale layoffs are actually weakening the status of scholars.

"I'm afraid that the Shilin will be turbulent." Zhang Shangying whispered with a worried face.

Yang Lin chuckled lightly and said, "It's okay, if the small tree is not pruned, it won't grow into a towering giant tree." How can you let the miscellaneous branches grow chaotically, and if the troubles continue to be suppressed this time, there will be no more in the future. ”

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Bianjing, the residence of the planter.

Bangzi knocked on the third watch, the backyard of the seed house was silent, and the study was crowded with people.

The face of the seed master Dao was full of fatigue, and his temples were also white, and he said helplessly: "I have also understood your thoughts. It's not that the old man won't help you, but in fact, we can't do anything about it. ”

A middle-aged scribe's tone was a little hurried, and he said: "After a little justice, now the national crisis is at the head, the official family is restricted, and he is trapped in the high cabinet. The reason why the chaotic ministers and thieves are so rampant is because of the tens of thousands of elite soldiers in their hands.

Who doesn't know that your family army can fight, as long as the old minister gives an order, Qin Fengjun will go south to King Qin. Killing the traitor, welcoming back to the official's house, and returning the Song Dynasty to a bright and prosperous man, isn't it an immortal achievement. ”

Seed Master Dao sneered in his heart, and he didn't have the slightest sympathy for these people. Yang Lin raised troops into Bianliang, and when he led his family to Genyue Qinwang, they watched upstairs;

Yang Lin entered Genyue, and when Liang Shicheng was in the official dormitory, they chose to sit back and watch in silence;

When Yang Lin cleaned up the forbidden army and wiped out the family of Jiangmen Xun Qi, they chose to watch the excitement;

Now that Yang Lin has stretched out his hand to them, there is no one who can stop Yang Lin with them, not to mention that Qin Fengjun himself can't command at all, even if Qin Fengjun's whole division goes south, is it really Yang Lin's opponent?

On the night of the coup, I saw with my own eyes the majesty of this army and horses.

There was no calmness of his brother among the planters, and he slapped the table and said: "You are all loyal and courageous, I don't know what to do earlier, Yang Lin pretended not to see it one by one during the coup, and now if you want to set things right, what's the use!" ”

Many officials present were ashamed when they heard this, but their faces were very angry.

They surrounded the Chong brothers, arguing with each other, arguing with reason, and fighting for red ears and thick necks.

The spit flew down, as if they were the most honest officials of the Great Song Dynasty.

The planter sighed, slapped the table, and shouted angrily. The age is near, and this sound is like a bell, which makes the study temporarily quiet.

"I advise you, don't make a big deal out of it, especially don't talk about sword soldiers."

The seed master nodded vigorously, those of them who had led soldiers and knew soldiers only knew what kind of soldiers and horses Yang Lin's men were.

These villains in front of him didn't know what was powerful at all, and they thought that Yang Lin was just lucky, and a random Qin Feng army could beat him down.

"It is said that the old breed is slightly related to the community, and the Qingjian City breeder is full of loyalty, but I didn't expect it to be a person who is afraid of things."

Seed Master Dao Huo opened his eyes, stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, a middle-aged man was powerless in front of the old Seed Master Dao.

"My family has been in the army for five generations, and one hundred and ten people in the clan have died on the battlefield, and the northwest border pass has been guarded for one hundred and sixty years, how can you be humiliated! Someone, send off! ”