Not all those who are admitted to the Jinshi are wise and wise, and there are also those who are high-eyed and lucky.

It's okay for these people to go to the Hanlin Academy, but if they come to the Sixth Department and do practical things, it will be inappropriate. Relying on their own incompetence, relying on their own background, they still look down on the old officials of the criminal department who help their subordinates to work, and they command the rivers and pools again and again, and their colleagues are afraid of their pens, so they can only turn a blind eye.

Sometimes, Feng Zhou really wanted to ask them to come over and have a look, and asked him to learn from these people, it didn't matter if he didn't have much ability, as long as he could hold on to the officials who worked under him, and he could deal with the officials.

In his opinion, those old officials of the Criminal Department are the most suitable candidates for the position of Shanglangzhong, and even he himself is seriously unqualified at the moment.

It's a pity that there is a huge gap between officials and officials, officials and officials, and it is not at all easy for those officials to pass, and those who really hold the power and scenery are always the scholars who have passed the Jinshi examination, after all, the imperial examination system has been implemented for 800 years, and the literati have extended their tentacles to all aspects of officialdom.

Therefore, everything is inferior, only the reading is high, especially the Jinshi who are favored by the heads of civil officials in the court, don't look at them as Hanlin now, they are Shujishi, but they have a great future, and they are likely to be cultivated as the six Shangshu in the future, or even a bachelor in the future, or a civil leader.

With the huge resources of the civil and official department, even if their own ability is not very strong, as long as they pass the test and their stance is quite firm, a good future is indispensable.

This is the case with those Lang Zhong in the yamen of the Criminal Department, who were originally born as Jinshi, and after about ten years of playing in the officialdom, they became middle-level officials of the Sixth Ministry, and as long as there are no major mistakes in the future, at least the fourth-grade or even third-grade official bodies are indispensable.

There's no way, who called the Criminal Department to be a scholar, from Shangshu to Shilang, they were all from Jinshi, but among the middle and low-level officials, there were many officials from Enyin.

For example, in his opinion, Wu Fan, a very capable old criminal department, is a descendant of a small family in the capital, who entered the yamen of the criminal department through the means of grace, and after more than 20 years of fighting, he stepped on the position of the head of the sixth grade.

Unlike the top nobles like the British Duke, the Wu family is too inconspicuous in the capital, and the resources and help they can provide are limited.

That's why he is hugging Feng Zhou's thigh now, just hoping to form a good fate.

This world is so unfair, Feng Zhou has nothing to do for the time being, except for sighing. He just wants to promote Wu Fan, at least at the moment, he is still weak.

Out of the yamen, and the green-robed officials who were close to each other said goodbye, and the chief followed Feng Ping to greet him in a carriage, and said respectfully: "Master, please get in the car!"

Gossip, since Feng Zhou became a jinshi, he hired several servants, cooked and washed for him, and some ran errands with him, and this Feng Ping was one of them.

This person was recommended to him by Wang Hu, born in poverty, but ambitious, willing to study, willing to work, and clever, he is a qualified personal follower.

Feng Zhou glanced at the guy lightly, stepped into the carriage, and after a while, the carriage started and slowly drove towards his house.

"Sir!"

After the carriage traveled a general distance, Feng Ping suddenly slowed down the speed of the car and whispered: "The little one has something to report!"

"Say!"

Feng Ping knew that the master's martial arts were very high, so although he spoke in a very soft voice, he was not worried that the master could not hear clearly.

"Master, yesterday you asked me to inquire about the situation of the flower children in the Dongcheng area, and the little one has already inquired!"

"Say it!"

"This ......"

Feng Ping hesitated, obviously discovering something when he listened to the news.

"Say!"

Feng Zhou only lightly spit out one word, but for some reason Feng Ping was in his heart, his forehead instantly secreted a layer of fine cold sweat, his heart was pounding wildly, and he continued to slow down the speed of the horse while saying: "The big dragon head in the east of the city is Du Tongxuan, and his subordinate is called Huazitou is called 'Gonger Li', and there is also a person called Huazi called Sun Liu, this person is strong in martial arts, chivalrous and righteous, and often helps the old, weak, sick and disabled, and Gonger Li is very difficult to deal with. I heard that today there is a gang leader invited by Dongcheng's pole Li to seek revenge on Sun Liu!"

"Oh, looks like there's a good show to watch today!"

Feng Zhou made a sound lightly, knocked lightly on the wall of the car, Feng Ping stopped the carriage willingly, he got down from the car slowly, and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go to Dongcheng to see the excitement!"

The master's family spoke, of course the servants must be executed, Feng Ping handed over the carriage to the guards who followed behind, and a master and a servant took two guards and drove straight to Dongcheng District.

Dongcheng District is not the east side of the capital, but the east side of the south of the city.

After all, the entire Beicheng District is a palace city and an imperial city, and it is inhabited by high-ranking officials and nobles.

When his position is promoted again, he will have to move into the dignitaries and nobles area of the imperial city.

It is worthy of being a slum area with people in the capital, and as soon as he stepped here, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's just broken and dirty, but even the air has a strange smell.

Feng Zhou frowned, didn't say anything, and quickly walked towards the depths of Dongcheng District under the guidance of Feng Ping.

Obviously, the Lizheng and the chief of the security here can't take care of themselves, so they naturally didn't lead everyone to maintain the interest of the street. So the environment here is getting more and more dirty and messy.

Not only is it filthy everywhere, but the surrounding houses are also dilapidated, there are almost no intact houses, small courtyards with yards have collapsed, and all kinds of strange buildings inside are continuous, more of which are simple houses made of a few wooden planks.

It's no wonder that Du Tongxuan's pole Li can't control the entire Dongcheng called Huazi, so that the beggar scared Sun Liu to stand out.

In such a dirty and messy environment, it is estimated that there are few guys with heads and faces to control the situation.

Du Tongxuan will not value this place.

At this time, it is getting late, and it stands to reason that people who are in a hurry should go home for dinner, but here are rare adult men and women, and the streets are full of little children wearing patched clothes, and even naked and laughing and playing.

The people left behind in the house are basically old people and children, all of them with blank eyes and numb faces, as if they are all eating and waiting for death.

That's pretty much the left-behind people.

And it is the abandoned left-behind people.

It's not that I didn't meet young people on the road, but they were all in a flow of anger, and their eyes wandered to see the eyes of passers-by with inquiring, needless to say, it was not a good thing.

Feng Zhou and his entourage are here, which is really very abrupt.

Although he was wearing an ordinary robe, he stood out like a flock here, and the surrounding gangsters wanted to get together and take advantage, but before the people approached, they were frightened by a bad aura, and many of the gangsters only felt a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and suddenly stiffened, and no longer dared to move.

When he arrived at the beggar settlement in Dongcheng District, Feng Zhou couldn't even sigh, it was a hell on earth.

In the environment that can no longer be described in words, there are leisurely beggars sitting and lying down, old and young, all of them unkempt, yellow, hungry and thin, unclothed, and exuding a strong smell of rancidity.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven in the Imperial City, there is such a place, which makes people simply not know what to say.

Feng Zhou could still maintain a calm look, and his steps were brisk and leisurely, but Feng Ping and the two guards couldn't, and they almost vomited.

In fact, if it weren't for Feng Zhou being right next to them, with the help of immortal arts, they would have vomited.

But when they reached an area, they found a clean place, both on the ground and in the thatched huts, but there was a loud noise from the depths of the house, and there was no shortage of angry shouts and thumping of fists and feet.

It seems that a fight has already begun......