A dream of glory, half a piece of fame paper, right and wrong. The horse's hooves trampled on the frost on the 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, Chaotianzi, thought it was inscribed)

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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 against his eye sockets, only to feel better.

Someone beat his back and pinched his legs 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 a black official uniform beside 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, and his brows are furrowed. 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. sued 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 defeat for Song Shiren. And he really caused a sensation in the Qingguo government and the opposition. It is because of the lawsuit in the sixth year of Qingli about the land dispute of the Ming family in Jiangnan.

In the midst of that lawsuit. With the strong support of Fan Xian, the director of the Supervision Yuan, Song Shiren worked in Suzhou Mansion for half a year. He has put what he has learned in his life into full play. Stubbornly grasped the loopholes between Qinglu and the Criminal Department. The natural inheritance of the eldest son, which is deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people of the world, has been made a fall.

This lawsuit of the Ming family over property is really in Jiangnan. The arrow points to the Kyoto Imperial Palace. I have to say that later His Majesty the Emperor sacrificed to the sky and abolished the prince. and the prince was finally forced to rebel, and there is some inexplicable relationship with this lawsuit.

In the south of the Yangtze River, the scenery of Song Shiren is unlimited. However, when he returned to Kyoto, the crown prince was not abolished, and the queen mother was furious. The old woman only whispered. The world's No. 1 master was pinched into an ant by the palace, and his family property was confiscated. Seeing all the white eyes of the world, he set up a stall in Lotus Pond Fang to live a difficult life. I'm almost out of life.

Fortunately, Fan Xian returned to Beijing at that time. Secretly sent him out of Kyoto and gave him a large sum of money. It's kind of a reward for him. Kyoto will be decided at the beginning of the eighth year of the celebration calendar. Fan Xian took Song Shiren's family back. I bought him a house in Xicheng. At the same time, he was given 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, and Song Shiren is grateful in his heart. At the same time, he also knew that he had to sell his life for Xiao Fan. In addition, after experiencing baptism in the past few years, Song Shiren has long since lost his arrogant appearance. And it looks calm. Level. But he still has a very strong ability to practice law.

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

The Supervisory Yuan also needs to fight a lawsuit? It is another very long story, and its key points are actually nothing more than two points: the first is that a few years ago, His Majesty took back all the trial power of the Supervision Yuan and divided it to the Criminal Department and Dali Temple, so the Supervision Yuan is now playing more of a role as a public prosecutor.

And in these two years. The little grandfather in the supervision yard. I don't know what stimulated me, but after asking His Majesty's will. began to purge the rule of officials, and the Supervision Yuan did not know how many corrupt officials were arrested in various counties, counties, and ministries. Arrested the offender. Naturally, it will be tried, and if it is handed over to the Criminal Department and Dali Temple for trial like this, the Supervision Yuan will not be willing to do so, and Lord Xiaofan will not agree. Everyone knows the four words of officials protecting each other, and since the Supervision Yuan wants to arrest the rule of officials, of course it will not give these civil officials a chance to join forces.

As a result, Song Shiren, a newly promoted official of the Supervision Yuan who specializes in lawsuits, played a great role. But whenever he comes out, the charges nailed by the supervision institute are basically realized. No matter how much the civil system of the imperial court is covered. Nor can the prisoners escape.

And what really made the members of the Supervisory Yuan feel cold was the will 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. Let the Metropolitan Procuratorate begin to enter the internal procedures of the hospital affairs to supervise, 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 institute, as long as the officials of the supervision institute had any forbidden things, 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 very 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 strong existence of Chen Pingping and Fan Xian.

Fortunately, Lord Xiao Fan is still the commander 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 regularly touch the Qinglu, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate* will do so. Urging Dali Temple to review, it is Fan Xian. There is no good way to deal with it, because this is His Majesty's will after all. And he knows. The Supervision Yuan is dominant, for the imperial court. It's not a good thing.

Clarity does not mean acceptance. One day in the eighth year of the celebration calendar. Fan Xian kicked in

Kicked open the gate of the Metropolitan Courtyard. Pointing at He Zongwei, more than 20 imperial historians below wanted to scold. Then he invited Song Shiren back.

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

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Today, Song Shiren is going to fight two lawsuits in a row in Dali Temple, one is that the Supervision Yuan tried to find out that a member of the Ministry of Industry colluded with the governor of the river transport Yamen. Embezzlement of river silver. And this money is not yet out of the public. It was Fan Xian who worked hard to save from his own small treasury in the Jiangnan Inner Treasury. and then through Mrs. Fan's management of the Charity Hangzhou Association. It was transported to the Yamen, the governor of river transport.

The greed for money and greed came to the head of the ancestors of the Supervision Yuan, and the Supervision Yuan was naturally unceremoniously. He also ignored the relationship between the DPRK and the Central People. He also ignored the letter of plea handed over privately by the Governor of River Transport. In the middle of a dark night. More than two dozen convicts were directly arrested. He was held in seven prisons in the Supervision Yuan for several days. Then sent to Dali Temple.

The second lawsuit is a bit of a headache. The Metropolitan Procuratorate found out that there was an official of the Supervision Yuan stationed in Nanzhao. Secretly set aside a sum of money to be transported from Honglu Temple -- this official was examined when he returned to Beijing to report on his work. In the words of the four officials. At that time, there was insufficient funding. In order to develop eyeliner in Nanzhao. Therefore, public funds were forced to be used.

It's just how much he actually used. I have no interception. No one knows. The Supervisory Yuan understands internally. This colleague must have eaten the benefits. Just spying in a foreign land. Even though Van Tisi raised the monthly salary of the Supervision Yuan three times in a row. But I'm still a little nervous. No one is a saint.

"Are the case files ready?" Song Shiren glanced at the assistant beside him, this assistant's surname was Chen Bochang, and it was in Jiangnan that he was playing against Song Shiren. Unexpectedly, in the end, he was also pulled back to Kyoto by Fan Xian. Eight new local law enforcement divisions were established. All of them are local toponymic lawyers. Every time I think about it. Song Shiren, who was already in the water, couldn't help but smile bitterly, Lord Xiao Fan did things. It's still so arrogant. Obviously, Your Majesty asked the Metropolitan Procuratorate to check and balance the Supervision Yuan, but you want to blatantly act against the other party. And the dry ground is so pleasant.

Chen Bochang responded. Stand up.

Mu Tie is an official of the Supervision Yuan. Today I was in Dali Temple to observe. The first is to see what the Ministry of Labor's foreigner looks like, and the second is to ensure that the officials of the Supervision Yuan are everywhere. Don't suffer too much loss. All the officials of the Supervisory Yuan now appreciate the eight enforcement offices, because they know that these former local lawyers are the best protection of their own interests.

He patted Song Shiren on the shoulder. Said sincerely: "Come on, sir." ”

Under the outer gate of Dali Temple, the rain gradually fell lightly, and Song Shiren took a sip of tea, his face full of confidence. With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the yamen of Dali Temple, walking so calmly and steadily, he didn't take the local punishment department and the Metropolitan Procuratorate in his eyes at all.

Walking in a chic manner, the people of Kyoto on the other side of the street cheered in unison, hoping that the Supervision Yuan would be able to cut down all those corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

I have to say that in the past two years, the land rights of the Supervision Institute have been cut a lot, but the reputation has been much better, and Fan Xian has spent a few years. Finally, he succeeded in pulling the Inspectorate out of the darkness and using a series of thunderbolts to clear the operation. It has established a glorious image in the folk land.

Nowadays, the people are talking about the direction of the wind. Basically, it is biased towards the Supervision Yuan, and there is some shame in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Song Shiren walked towards the Dali Temple. His face is calm, but his heart is not calm, doing things for Lord Xiao Fan is really 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 a lawsuit for the Supervision Yuan, and he has not lost, 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, the helm is Lord Xiao Fan, as long as Lord Xiao Fan is in one day, no one in this world will dare 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 did not look back. He lowered his voice and said, "Lord Tisi's bottom line is here, if the Metropolitan Procuratorate wants to go further." tore off the skin of the face and beat it, first from the hands of the criminal tribe, and few of those people were clean. ”

Chen Bochang felt a chill in his heart. secretly thought that Lord Xiao Fan was really the same as Old Dean Chen, and he was a powerful character who was extremely protective of his shortcomings. Look at what it means. If the Metropolitan Procuratorate does not accept Fan Sanjo. Lord Fan is ready to fool around.

He couldn't help but shudder. Engage in it like this. It's no wonder that the Metropolitan Procuratorate always can't win the lawsuit with his own land, after all, no matter how much Lord He Zongwei has a holy family. No matter how hard you work. But I can't resist Lord Xiao Fan always ready to turn his face......

If Lord Xiao Fan really turned his face. Where is He Zongwei's place of residence. In other dispositions. I'm afraid that His Majesty's words won't work, and everyone knows how important His Majesty is or favors him.

"Why didn't Lord Tisi come to see the excitement today?" Chen Bochang swallowed. While walking. He asked.

In a year. Fan Xian's biggest interest seems to be to be a *mountain for his subordinates. Observe the trial of Dali Temple. Look at the faces of the imperial historians of the Imperial Inspectorate. It stands to reason. This kind of thing is just a matter of sending officials at a level like Mu Tie to observe. Even Yan Bingyun didn't bother to come over. He is partial, but he does not fall back again and again.

The little grandfather sat on his feet on top of the yatang of Dali Temple, and all the local trial officials began to be afraid. No one dared to execute the officials of the Supervisory Yuan. And that's what he wants.

"Your Majesty sent him out. Song Shiren only vaguely knew some inside information. Didn't say anything more. Rubbed his wrist. glanced at the imperial history of the Imperial Court and the officials of the Criminal Department. Sink your face. Snorted coldly. Start the war.

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Head west from Kyoto. Skirt the verdant mountains. Walk through several clear rivers. After more than ten days, they entered the place where the military reclamation lasted for hundreds of miles, which was Xiliang Road, one of the seven major roads of Qingguo. This road is the poorest place in Qingguo. But it is also the most peculiar place.

This way to the land. Most of them are hundreds of years. The Central Plains regime fought with the Hu people and repeatedly fought for the land. Until the Great Wei was weak, Qingguo and the predecessor of Qingguo. The candidate kingdom began to rise in the shadows. At that time, this country had not yet advanced to the hinterland of the mainland, so it began to ask the Hu people for a thousand years

Blood debt and land.

Played for many years. A lot of people died. This piece of land was finally firmly controlled by Qingguo. At the same time, many new cities were built on it, and many people were moved. However, it is a new place after all. With the exception of Tuntian, commerce was not well developed, and there was no valuable production, and the fleeing trend of the emigrant people had only improved slightly in recent years.

There is land that is only level, and few people take care of the land. With endless horizon lines. There are also mound mounds protruding from the edges of the lines. In the distance, the desert looks desolate.

The sunset here. It fell later than anywhere else on the continent, and the blood-red twilight shrouded the vast land, reflecting a majestic city. It is all piled up by earth and stones to form a majestic city, which suddenly appears on the edge of the earth, showing off the strong national and military strength of Qingguo, and shocking 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 Joshu is well maintained and can accommodate eight horses side by side. I don't know how much manpower and financial resources were consumed back then, but in this way, I ensured the eternal peace of the western part of Qingguo and firmly controlled this large piece of land, which is also very cost-effective.

A convoy is speeding towards Dingzhou City on this official road. It seems that he wants to enter Dingzhou City before the sun sets, but he just looks at the mountain and runs a dead horse. Especially on this piece of plain, Dingzhou City seems to be in front of you. But far away in the sky. It seems that he can't enter the city in time before the gates are closed.

About 20 miles away from Dingzhou City, it is a post station. This post station is not a military post station, not under the jurisdiction of the Dingzhou army, but by the Ministry of Industry and the post road post station, so it looks a little dilapidated and old, seven or eight men are yawning in the sunset, they have already eaten dinner, and began to prepare to stay and gamble.

It was getting dark, and these men suddenly showed a strange smile on their faces, and walked towards the backyard*, listening to the sound coming from inside, covering their mouths and laughing, 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 full of sweat, and the room was full of obscene smell.

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 from Dingzhou City to bring prostitutes, although willing to go out of the city prostitutes look very ordinary, but he likes this woman very much and soft flesh.

Holding the slippery milk meat in his hand, he was extremely happy, only to feel that the woman under him seemed to be making marshmallows, especially the eyes were sweeter and more greasy than the well water in Dingzhou City, this three taels of silver a month is really worth it.

When he was happy, suddenly the door was pushed open, and this post man was also generous, still moving his waist, stabbing into the ecstasy, 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 prostitutes who were pressed down below him were also eating and laughing, and they were 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 prostitute Bai Huahua on the kang.

Yi Cheng wanted to scold, but seeing that this stranger was dressed very luxuriously, he was afraid that he would not be able to provoke a local person, or an official, so his mouth was a little dry and he was afraid.

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

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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 work on the orders of His Majesty, saying that it was a labor army, but there were some other contents in the imperial study. In the past two years, the people of Dihu 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 going from spring to autumn in the 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, and the Hu people's offensive is too fierce and too yin, in the first year, the situation in Dingzhou is very critical, but in the end, His Majesty personally transferred the troops from all walks of life to support in turn, which can be regarded as stabilizing the situation.

The emperor and Fan Xian have already seen some of the problems, but there is no 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 knife to sharpen the sword of Qingguo, and the Hu people's attack happened to give Qingguo the opportunity to hammer his military strength and prepare for the unification war of the world in the future.

I couldn't catch up with Dingzhou today, so I had to rest overnight in this desolate 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 he saw a live spring 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 temperament 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 of the Supervision Yuan, a figure high in the ground, and he was not qualified to see the nobleman himself.

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

"Adults are jealous and hateful, and they hate the corruption of officials the most...... " Yi Cheng was already afraid of crying, paralyzed on 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 to himself that he was already the father of two children, how could he be more and more like a saint or devil who does not eat fireworks in the world in the hearts of people in the world?