Chapter 22 The New Inspector of Fuzhou

Long Xiang opened his eyes again, and it was already morning. Wang Xi was already waiting on the side to wait for the emperor to change his clothes at any time, after all, today was the first day of the last dynasty.

Long Xiang got out of bed from the edge of the soft couch, and there was no one around him. Long Xiang stood up, spread his hands, waited for the three or four little eunuchs around him to skillfully help him put on his clothes, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Wang Xi, witch envoy, are you sleeping well?"

"Back to the emperor, the slaves haven't passed through the Temple of Worship Heaven, and they haven't seen the witch envoy and the queen, why don't you wait for the slaves to go and see?" Wang Xi bent over.

It seems that Yan Xu walked back by himself again? The Taiping Imperial Palace is so big, not to mention that there are dozens of palaces, how did she find it? Although Long Xiang was curious, he didn't ask again, he shook his head, and he still prepared some energy to come to the "battlefield".

"Early dynasty, ascending dynasty. The eunuchs of the opening dynasty shouted loudly, and the courtiers who had been waiting in the main hall were already in place, and they bowed down in unison, waiting for the arrival of Long Xiang.

The plaque of the Taiping Hall was hung high above the palace, and the soldiers at the door were also heavily armored and well-armed with spears standing aside.

Long Xiang was wearing a yellow and black robe, and the robe was embroidered with a slender body of a legless dragon. Wearing a jade crown symbolizing power on his head, the jade tree is in the wind, and the elegance is overwhelming, Long Xiang inherited the good appearance of his parents, and he is even more heroic.

The only thing that has been inherited from Long Xian's eyes is on his soft facial features, and as long as he doesn't speak, you can feel a faint chill, and soon, it will also be covered by his gentle smile.

Long Xiang walked up to the main hall with firm steps, slowly walked up to the throne on the seven steps of the main hall, stood still, turned around, and then sat down.

"Kaichao. After the words were spoken, the courtiers straightened up one after another, keeping their heads at an angle of fifteen degrees to show their respect for the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the minister has something to do. An official in charge of the state offices and officials took a step forward and said loudly.

"Performance. Long Xiang spoke, and he already knew in his heart what it would be. Although the current Taiping regime is divided, it maintains a certain balance, and now it can be regarded as a major event of Taiping, that is.

As Long Xiang thought, the official spoke: "The minister just got the news today, the envoy sent by the courtier to Fuzhou was killed yesterday in the town government office. As soon as these words fell, the ministers of the DPRK and China were shocked and couldn't help whispering.

"Dead?" Long Xiang raised his eyebrows, his brows furrowed, but there was no shock on his face, as if he had known about it for a long time.

"Yes, dead. "It's not once or twice that this happened in Fuzhou, but after getting used to it, I felt extremely frightened to think about it. Fuzhou is the border of Taiping, and there can be no state and town government division. But why was the town government of Fuzhou killed again and again?

From three years, to two years, and then to one year, the final outcome of Fuzhou's town government was the same, dying unexpectedly and in a horrible state. Even the servants could not easily determine the cause of death, because not many people were willing to go to Fuzhou to take up their posts. As a last resort, the emperor came up with the method of patrolling Fuzhou, and every six months, changing an envoy did not play much role, at least it could make others feel that Fuzhou still had the appearance of people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the matter of Fuzhou Town Government is already a matter that existed in the time of the first emperor, do you have any good way to solve the disaster of Fuzhou. Long Xiang said.

"Back to the emperor, the matter of Fuzhou has existed for a long time, and the division has also sent many officials to investigate, but there is no clue, and the local people say that this is the curse of the Yin soldiers. Fu Si, who was in charge of the punishment, also stepped forward and explained.

"Yin soldiers? Taiping has never been afraid of Yin soldiers. Now the disaster in Fuzhou is getting shorter and shorter, and if it continues like this, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be the people who will suffer next time. Long Xiang said lightly.

"Back to the emperor, the top priority now is to find an envoy who volunteered to go to Fuzhou. Wang Cen of the Minister's Mansion also stepped forward.

"What Elder Wang said is that now that the Fuzhou Patrol Envoy is vacant, did Aiqing, who was present at the rank of Fu Si, go voluntarily?"

After Long Xiang spoke, the ministers of the court and the central government were silent, and all the whispers were put away, leaving only the secret left and right.

No one spoke, and no one stepped forward. Almost none of the people sent to Fuzhou have come back alive, and no one wants to do this to Juan.

Long Xiang looked around, no one spoke, let alone took the initiative, Long Xiang's face changed slightly, although he could understand, but after all, this was his first time in charge, and it was really ugly to encounter such a thing.

As soon as Long Xiang wanted to speak, he saw a young man who was at the bottom of the line, with some eyes, about twenty-four or five, standing up. He was wearing the style of the Minister's Mansion, which shows that he should be Wang Cen's subordinate.

"Back to the emperor, minister, I am willing to go to Fuzhou. The young man bowed and said loudly.

Among the courtiers, everyone looked at this young man, and even Wang Cen couldn't help but look sideways.

"You, but Wang Yi?" Long Xiang could vaguely remember his name, because he was the champion of the court examination a few years ago, and he was also a young talent, but why was he still unknown before?

"Back to the emperor, minister Wang Yi. “

"Wang Yi, do you know that the responsibility of the Fuzhou Patrol is still in danger?" Long Xiang opened his mouth, and did not forget to look at Wang Cen who lowered his head, Wang Cen did not have any expression on his face, and did not seem to have any objection to Wang Yi going to Fuzhou. It seems that Wang Yi can't please Wang Cen on weekdays.

"Back to the emperor, the minister knows, but the minister has no hesitation for the sake of peace. Wang Yi bowed.

Without hesitation, after hearing this, Long Xiang couldn't help but feel a little agitated in his heart, but the agitation was only a short while, Long Xiang calmed his heart again, still maintained a gentle smile, turned his head after approving it, looked at Wang Cen and said: "Elder Wang, it is really your blessing to have such a courageous and responsible official in the Minister's Mansion, and it is a blessing for peace, I just don't know, do you want to." “

What Long Xiang said was worried. After all, Wang Yi is an official of the Minister's Mansion, and he looks like a low-class official, no matter what, after all, he is Wang Cen's person, and Wang Cen is the person who can't be offended and doesn't want to offend at this time.

Wang Cen arched his hand and said: "Back to the emperor, Wang Yi has this responsibility, which is the blessing of peace, and the ministers naturally dare not do it." “

"Okay, good, good, the widow will appoint Wang Yi as the new Fuzhou Governor, hang the three products, you must do your best to find out the truth about Fuzhou for the widow. Long Xiang couldn't help but say yes three times, wanting to hide the excitement in his heart.

"Minister, Commander. Wang Yi stepped forward, bowed ninety degrees, and said with joy in his eyebrows.

Each official has a hierarchy, the minimum is five ranks, and the highest is one rank. The officials who were originally five grades have now picked three grades, which is a rare case. But at this time, not many people came out to stop it, and no one was jealous, but looked at the young man sympathetically. After all, in their impression, this teenager doesn't have much to live. Why should you care about the position of these three products with a person who is about to die.

"Now that the Fuzhou Governor has been decided, he can take office. Do you have any opinions?" said Long Xiang with a heavy sigh.

None of the courtiers spoke, and they all bowed their heads one after another, except for Wang Yi, who seemed to be looking forward to this journey of death.

"Nothing to retreat from. Not long after the eunuch's shout, it sounded in the silent Taiping Temple.

All the courtiers greeted the emperor's departure as before.

The seemingly heavy early dynasty ended like this, but in fact more than two hours passed, after all, silence occupied most of the time.

Although Long Xiang appointed Wang Yi as an envoy, he also knew that if he really wanted to completely solve the Fuzhou matter, he couldn't do nothing.

Thinking of this, Long Xiang couldn't help but use his hand and turn the jade wrench on it.