A dream of glory, half a piece of fame paper, right and wrong. The horse's hooves trampled on the frost of the forbidden streets, and listened to the chickens sing a few times. Dusty clothes, rivers and lakes. Out of the royal phoenix net, Mu Yi Qi Shouyang, sighing Han Peng Weiyang. Early paper wind devil-like.

(Yuan Wang Yuanheng, Chao Tianzi, thought it was inscribed)............ The clouds in the sky are like wet cotton wool, ready to squeeze out water at any time, and like a large piece of lead ingot, heavy, where the void can carry, I am afraid that the next moment it will be smashed into the world. There was already rain leaking through the lead clouds and falling to the ground in small bits, but I don't know when it will turn into a torrential rain.

Song Shiren, the first master of Kyoto back then, nicknamed Fuzui, now has gray hair in his temples, his eyebrows and eyes are no longer as chic as they were back then, and he is much calmer, he looks at the sky calmly, not knowing what he is thinking.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and sat down in his chair, feeling a little tired. Someone next to him had already brought hot tea, he took some sip and rinsed his mouth, and then took the hot towel and pressed it on his eye sockets, only to feel that jīng was better.

Someone beat his back and pinched his leg behind him, and some people began to fan him for him, but in the autumn of the ninth year of Qingli, it was already a little cold, and the autumn rain was coming, and all the people in Kyoto City were cold, where could they still stop fanning? Song Shiren couldn't help but shudder, and the man in the black official uniform next to him glared at the subordinate who was holding the fan.

This official of the Supervision Yuan was Mu Tie, who looked at Song Shiren cautiously and said, "Lord Song, are you sure?" ”

Although Song Shiren has been listening to this title for a year and a half, he is still a little unaccustomed to it, his brows furrowed, and he replied calmly: "Don't worry, my lord." ”

The first official appearance of this lawyer was in the fourth year of Qingli to fight a lawsuit for Guo Shangshu's family, suing Fan Xian, the son of the squire at the time, for a black boxing in the middle of the night, and that lawsuit was also a rare complete defeat for Song Shiren. And he really caused a sensation in the Qingguo government and the opposition because of the lawsuit over the property of the Ming family in Jiangnan in the sixth year of Qingli.

In that lawsuit, with the strong support of Fan Xian, the director of the Supervision Yuan, Song Shiren spent half a year in Suzhou Mansion, and put what he had learned in his life to the fullest.

I have to say that later the emperor sacrificed the prince to abolish the prince, and the prince was finally forced to rebel, and this lawsuit has some unclear relationship.

In the south of the Yangtze River, the scenery of Song Shiren is infinite, but back in Kyoto, when the prince was not abolished, the queen mother was angry, the old woman just whispered a sentence, the world's first master was pinched into an ant by the palace, the family property was copied, and he saw all the white eyes of the world, and set up a stall in the lotus pond to survive.

Fortunately, Fan Xian returned to Beijing at that time, secretly sent him out of Kyoto, and gave him a large sum of money, which was regarded as a reward for him. At the beginning of the eighth year of Qingli, when the matter in Kyoto was decided, Fan Xian took Song Shiren's family back, bought him a house in Xicheng, and gave him an official status.

Although the world's No. 1 master is very good at making money, his status is always inferior to that of an official, Song Shiren is grateful, and at the same time he knows that he must sell his life for Lord Xiao Fan. In addition, after experiencing the baptism of the past few years, Song Shiren has long since lost his arrogant appearance, and seems calm and plain, but he still has a strong ability to behave.

He is now an official of the Eighth Division of the Supervision Yuan, and is specifically responsible for fighting lawsuits for the Supervision Yuan.

If you want to start from the beginning, this is an extremely long story, and its key points are actually nothing more than two points: First, a few years ago, His Majesty took back all the trial power of the Supervision Yuan and divided it between the Criminal Department and the Dali Temple, so the Supervision Yuan is now more of a prosecutor.

And in the past two years, the little grandfather in the Supervision Yuan, I don't know what was stimulated, after asking His Majesty Xià's will, began to purge the rule of officials, and the Supervision Yuan in all counties, counties, and ministries, I don't know how many corrupt officials have been arrested. If the criminal official is arrested, he will naturally have to be tried, and if it is handed over to the Criminal Department and Dali Temple for trial, the Supervision Yuan will not be willing to do so, and secondly, Lord Xiao Fan will not agree, everyone knows the four words of official protection, since the Supervision Yuan wants to arrest the officials, of course it will not give these civil officials a chance to hold together.

So Song Shiren, a newly promoted official of the Supervision Yuan who specializes in lawsuits, has played a great role, but as long as he comes out, the charges nailed by the Supervision Yuan are basically implemented, and no matter how much the civil official system of the imperial court is covered, those criminals cannot escape.

And what really made the members of the Supervisory Yuan feel cold were the several wills of His Majesty after the Kyoto Incident was decided. Although these wills are just a continuation of the original policy of the Seven Gentlemen when they entered the palace, so that the Metropolitan Procuratorate began to enter the internal procedures of the court affairs for supervision, but this time, the Zuodu Imperial Shi He Zongwei, with his holy family and very clear will, began to really use his power, on the one hand, weakening the authority of the Supervision Yuan, and on the other hand, he began to attack some violations of laws and regulations within the Supervision Yuan.

The heavens and the earth are big, not as great as His Majesty's will, and nearly two years have passed, and the power of the Metropolitan Procuratorate has gradually increased, like a rope around the neck of the Supervision Yuan, making it a little difficult for the officials of the Supervision Yuan to breathe.

He Zongwei was like a hunting dog, guarding outside the Supervision Yuan, as long as the officials of the Supervision Yuan had anything prohibited, he would draw up a charter without mercy and unceremoniously, and send it directly to the Dali Temple, asking the court to punish him.

There is no good way for the Supervision Yuan, because since the establishment of the Supervision Yuan, there has been this rule, and the Qinglu Yuan has limited them to death, and they cannot attack the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It's just that this rule has been forgotten intentionally or unintentionally because of the toughness of the two characters, Chen Pingping and Fan Xian.

Fortunately, Lord Xiao Fan is still the secretary of the Supervision Yuan, so the actions of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are still relatively gentle, He Zongwei is very careful not to touch Fan Xian's bottom line, just making a fuss about Qinglu, and does not dare to inflict the slightest insult on the Supervision Yuan.

It's just that the Supervision Yuan acts in secret, and it will always often touch Qinglu, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate relies on the will to urge the Dali Temple to review, even Fan Xian, and there is no very good way to deal with it, because this is His Majesty's will after all, and he knows that the Supervision Yuan is dominant, which is not a good thing for the imperial court.

Knowing that it does not mean accepting, one day in the eighth year of Qingli, Fan Xian kicked open the door of the Imperial Procuratorate, pointed at more than 20 imperial doctors below He Zongwei and scolded angrily, and then invited Song Shiren back.

Isn't it just a lawsuit? Is the Supervision Yuan still afraid that people will not succeed?

............ Today, Song Shiren has to fight two lawsuits in Dali Temple, one is that a member of the Ministry of Industry of the Supervision Yuan colluded with the Yamen of the Governor of River Transport to embezzle the silver of the River Transport, and this silver is not from the public, it was saved by Fan Xian from his own small treasury in the Jiangnan Inner Treasury with great difficulty, and then transported to the Yamen of the Governor of River Transport through the Charity Hangzhou Association in charge of Mrs. Fan.

Greedy for money and greedy for money to the head of the ancestor of the Supervision Yuan, the Supervision Yuan was naturally unceremoniously, and did not pay attention to the relationship between this foreign man in the DPRK and China, let alone the letter of plea sent by the Governor of the River Transport in private, and in one dark night, directly arrested more than 20 relevant criminals, locked them up in seven prisons of the Supervision Yuan for a few days, and then sent them to Dali Temple.

The second lawsuit was a bit of a headache, the Metropolitan Procuratorate found out that a certain official of the Supervision Yuan stationed in Nanzhao in four places, and secretly drew a sum of money transported by Honglu Temple -- this official was examined when he returned to Beijing to report on his work, and in the words of this official from all over the country, the funds were insufficient at that time, so he was forced to use public funds in order to develop his eyes in Nanzhao.

It's just that no one knows how much he used and whether he intercepted it. The Inspectorate understands that this colleague must have taken advantage of it, but he is just a spy in a foreign country, even if Fan Tisi has raised the monthly salary of the Inspectorate three times in a row, he is still a little nervous, and no one is a saint.

"Are the case files ready?" Song Shiren glanced at the assistant beside him, this assistant's surname is Chen Ming Bochang, it is the famous role of playing against Song Shiren in Jiangnan, and he didn't expect that in the end, he was also pulled back to Kyoto by Fan Xian half invited and half tied, and the eight newly established law enforcement departments are all famous lawyers from all over the world, every time he thinks of this, Song Shiren, who is already like water, can't help but smile bitterly, Lord Xiao Fan is still so arrogant in doing things, obviously His Majesty has asked the Metropolitan Procuratorate to check and balance the Supervision Yuan, but you want to blatantly do it against the other party, and you do it so happily.

Chen Bochang answered and stood up.

Mu Tie, as an official of the Supervision Yuan, is listening to the Dali Temple today, firstly, to see what the Ministry of Works' member Wailang has become, and secondly, to ensure that the officials of the Supervision Yuan will not suffer too much loss. All the officials of the Supervisory Yuan now appreciate the eight enforcement offices, because they know that these former lawyers are the greatest protection of their interests.

He patted Song Shiren on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Come on, adult." ”

Under the outer gate of Dali Temple, the rain gradually fell lightly, Song Shiren took a sip of tea, his face was full of confidence, his hands were behind his back, and he walked to the yamen of Dali Temple.

Walking in a chic manner, the people of Kyoto who saw the bustle across the street cheered in unison, hoping that the Supervision Yuan would cut down all those corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

I have to say that in the past two years, the power of the Supervision Yuan has been cut a lot, but its reputation has improved a lot, and it took Fan Xian a few years to finally successfully pull the Supervision Yuan out of the darkness, and established a glorious image among the people with a series of thunderous purging actions.

Today's popular discussion is basically biased towards the Supervision Yuan, and there is some shame against the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Song Shiren walked to the Dali Temple, his face was calm, but his heart was not calm, doing things for Xiao Fan, it was indeed happy, not only to win, but also to get the support of many people, which is not easy.

For more than a year, Song Shiren took the lead in the lawsuit for the Supervision Yuan, and he has not lost yet, this time...... And so it must be. It's just that he has offended the entire Qingguo civil official system, and he knows that he will no longer be able to get off the ship of the Supervision Yuan, and once he goes down, he will be swallowed up by the huge waves.

But he is not afraid, because on the ship of the Supervision Yuan, it is Lord Xiao Fan who is at the helm, as long as Lord Xiao Fan is in one day, no one in this world dares to disadvantage him.

"There are some problems on Nanzhao's side, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Criminal Department have copied a large amount of silver money from the official's house. Chen Bochang looked at the face of the "adult" and reminded carefully.

"Return the stolen goods, remove from office, and be not guilty. Song Shiren didn't look back, lowered his voice and said: "Lord Tisi's bottom line is here, if the Metropolitan Procuratorate still wants to go further, just tear your face and beat it, and start with the criminal tribe, and few of those people are clean." ”

Chen Bochang felt a chill in his heart, secretly thinking that Lord Xiao Fan was really the same as Old Dean Chen, he was a powerful horn who was extremely protective of his shortcomings, looking at this meaning, if the Metropolitan Procuratorate did not accept Fan Santiao, Lord Xiao Fan was ready to fool around.

He couldn't help but shudder, like Lord Xiao Fan, no wonder the lawsuit between the Metropolitan Procuratorate and his own family is always unwinnable, after all, no matter how much Lord He Zongwei has a holy family, no matter how hard he works, he can't resist Lord Xiao Fan is always ready to turn his face...... If Lord Xiao Fan really turned his face, where was He Zongwei carrying it, with his xìng feelings, he was afraid that it would not work for His Majesty to speak, and everyone knew how important His Majesty was or favored him.

"Why didn't Lord Tisi come to see the excitement today?" Chen Bochang swallowed his saliva and asked as he walked.

In the past year, Fan Xian's biggest interest seems to be to be a backer for his subordinates, to observe the trial of the Dali Temple, and to see the faces of the imperial historians of the Imperial Procuratorate. It stands to reason that this kind of thing is just for an official of Mu Tie's level to observe, even Yan Bingyun is too lazy to come over, but he is not left behind time and time again.

The little grandfather sat on his legs on top of the yatang of Dali Temple, and all the trial officials began to be afraid, no one dared to execute the officials of the Supervision Yuan, and this is what he wanted.

"His Majesty sent him out. Song Shiren only vaguely knew some inside information, so he didn't say anything, rubbed his wrists, glanced at the imperial history of the Imperial Procuratorate and the officials of the Criminal Department in the hall, sank his face, snorted coldly, and started to fight.

―――――――――――――――――― walked west from Kyoto, bypassed the verdant mountains, crossed several Qinghe, and after more than ten days, they entered the military reclamation of hundreds of miles, which is one of the seven major roads of Qingguo, Xiliang Road, this road is the poorest place in Qingguo, but it is also the most peculiar place.

Most of the land along the way was a place where the Central Plains regime and the Hu people fought repeatedly for hundreds of years, until the Great Wei was weak, and the Qing State and the predecessor of the Qing State, the candidate country, began to rise secretly, and this country had not yet advanced to the hinterland of the mainland, so it began to ask the Hu people for thousands of years of blood debt and land.

After many years of fighting, many people died, this piece of land was finally firmly controlled by Qingguo, and at the same time, a lot of new cities were built on it, and many people were moved, but after all, it was a new prosperous place, except for Tuntian, commerce was not developed, and there was no valuable production, and the fleeing wind of the people who moved from it was only slightly better in recent years.

Some are just flat and untended fields, with endless lines of the sky, and mounds protruding from the edges of the lines, and the desert in the distance looks desolate.

The sunset here sets later than any place on the mainland, and the blood-red twilight shrouds the vast land, reflecting a male city, all piled up by earth and stone to form a male city, so abruptly appears on the edge of the earth, showing off the strong national strength and military strength of Qingguo, and intimidating the people on the grassland in the west of Xiongcheng.

This is the city of Dingzhou, the important town in the west.

The official road from Kyoto to Dingzhou is very well maintained, which can accommodate eight horses side by side, and I don't know how much human and financial resources were consumed back then, but in order to ensure the eternal peace of the western part of Qingguo, and firmly control this large piece of land, it is also very cost-effective.

A convoy is galloping towards Dingzhou City on this official road, as if it wants to enter Dingzhou City before the sun sets, but Wangshan runs dead horses, especially on this piece of plain, Dingzhou City seems to be in front of you, but it is far away in the sky, it seems that it can't catch up with the city gate before entering the city.

About twenty miles away from Dingzhou City, is a post station, this post station is not a military post station, not under the jurisdiction of the Dingzhou army, but a post road post station managed by the Ministry of Industry, so it looks a little dilapidated and old, seven or eight men are yawning in the light of the setting sun, they have already eaten dinner, and began to prepare to stay for a while.

It was getting dark, and these men suddenly showed a strange smile on their faces, leaned towards the backyard, listened to the sound coming from inside, covered their mouths and smiled, thinking that the guy inside was too anxious.

In a stone room in the backyard, Yi Cheng, the only official official of the post station, was holding a woman's two snow-white thighs, pressing his hands on her soft chest, screaming non-stop, his body was covered with sweat, and the room was full of the smell of yínyín.

Dingzhou is remote, there is no entertainment, the night comes too late, so whenever the sun sets, he will seize the time, this only entertainment, the woman under him is a jì girl brought from the city of Dingzhou, although the jì woman who is willing to go out of the city looks very ordinary, but he likes the woman's charm and soft flesh very much.

Yi Cheng, who was holding slippery rǔ meat in his hand, was extremely happy, only to feel that the woman under him seemed to be made of marshmallows, especially the eyes were sweeter and more greasy than the well water in Dingzhou City.

When he was happy, suddenly the door was pushed open, and this post was also generous, still moving his waist, stabbing into the **, and did not look back, and scolded: "If you want to listen, you can listen, if you want to watch, mother, I don't say be careful, I actually crashed into the door, beware of making Lao Tzu a horse ......"

The jì girl who was pressed below him was also eating and laughing, and she was not afraid of being seen at all.

Suddenly, Yi Cheng felt a little strange, because there was no sound for a long time, he subconsciously looked back, only to see that it was a stranger, he was startled, and quickly bounced up from the kang, tied his pants, and did not forget to pull the black quilt to cover the lower body of the white flower on the kang.

Yi Cheng wanted to scold, but seeing that this stranger was dressed very luxuriously, he was afraid that he would be a character or an official that he couldn't provoke, so his mouth was a little dry and he was scared.

He said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

............ Fan Xian sat on the only Taishi chair in the post station, looked at the large number of people kneeling in front of him, frowned and said, "Let you get up, just get up quickly." ”

He came to Dingzhou to the labor army at the behest of His Majesty, saying that it was the labor army, but the secret decree he received in the imperial study had some other content. In the past two years, the Hu people in the west did not know what stimulants they had taken, and they seemed to have taken sedatives, and they changed the romantic tactics of Chūn who went to Qiuhui in previous years, and began to invade the Dingzhou side in a very organized manner, and the tactics became extremely cunning.

Although the Ye family is still in charge of Dingzhou's military affairs, Ye Chong is in charge of the Privy Council, and it is impossible to personally sit here in charge of the world's military horses, and the Hu people's offensive is too fierce and too yīn, in the first year, the situation in Dingzhou is very critical, but fortunately, in the end, His Majesty personally transferred the soldiers from all walks of life to take turns to support, so that the situation can be stabilized.

The emperor and Fan Xian have already seen some of the problems, but without first-hand information, no one knows what is happening inside the Hu people, and the situation cannot continue like this.

Moreover, Fan Xian knew that His Majesty personally transferred the Fifth Route Company Army to the West Road to take turns, and also had the intention of using the Hu people's sword to sharpen Qingguo's sword, and the Hu people's attack just gave Qingguo the opportunity to hammer his military strength and prepare for the unification war of the world after the world.

Today, I couldn't catch up with Dingzhou, so I had to rest all night in this deserted post war, where did I know that no one came to greet me when I entered the door, seven or eight men were listening to the corner like children, Fan Xian was curious for a while, and pushed the door directly in, but unexpectedly saw a live chūn palace.

Yi Cheng and the seven or eight men knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, while the officials who came with Fan Xian knew his feelings and had already seen it, and they were ready to rest at night.

Fan Xian looked at the post man and scolded with a smile: "Damn, the sun has not set before it has gone down, don't be afraid if you have the courage to do it." ”

Yi Cheng had a sad face, and only said that he was about to be killed, and the lord in front of him was the No. 2 noble man in Tianzi, the Lord Tisi of the Supervision Yuan, a high-ranking figure, and a noble person who he was not qualified to see himself.

Fan Xian asked suspiciously, "What are you afraid of?"

"Adults are jealous and hateful, and they hate officials the most......" Yi Cheng was already afraid of crying, paralyzed to the ground, and told the impression of the people of the world on Fan Xian.

Fan Xian touched the back of his head a little uncertainly, thinking that he was already the father of two children, how could he become more and more like a saint or devil who does not eat fireworks in the world in the hearts of people in the world?