Seeing that Lu Chaoyang had such a move, Bian Yuanbo's face was gloomy: "Lord Lu, all of you here are high-ranking officials of the Third Division, I will set up a banquet for you to pick up the wind and wash the dust, are you so faceless?" ”

"I, Lu Chaoyang, am not a big man, just a martial artist."

Lu Chaoyang flipped the delicate wooden box on the table, and the bright gold bars were scattered, and the audience fell silent.

He said coldly: "I was ordered to investigate the case, and everyone came up and gave me such a big gift to bribe me, what a big deal." It's a pity that someone Lu is not good at gold in his life, and this gift will be returned to you! ”

No wonder Jinyiwei, who has always been unpopular, was welcomed by the sandwich road as soon as he arrived in Shandong, this Shandong Sansi has already become a rat's nest, and even Jinyiwei wants to pull on the boat.

It is the most stupid act to use money to buy Lu Chaoyang.

"Lord Lu!"

Bian Yuanbo suddenly said loudly, "You are just a pacification envoy from the fourth grade, and the annual income is only one hundred and twenty-five taels of silver, take a gold bar here, it is all your ten-year income, can't you sit down and drink together, listen to the music, let's have a good chat?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Lu Chaoyang said lightly, "Talk about how to deduct the people's fat and people's ointment, how to lie on the back of the court and suck blood!" ”

No matter how good Bian Yuanbo's temper is, he can't hold back at the moment: "Lu Chaoyang! ”

"Lord Bian, instead of thinking about how to bribe me, let's think about how to use this box of gold bars to find someone to assassinate me!" After speaking, Lu Chaoyang turned around and left.

The two Qianhu officials of the Northern Town Fusi also got up and followed him out of the banquet.

Bian Yuanbo's face was embarrassed.

……

Zhang Yingzhen sat under the cyan eaves, gently holding the pipa, and emitting a melodious and pleasant sound.

Although she was born in Jiangmen, she has liked calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she is a well-known musical instrument master in Beijing.

The white tulle skirt danced in the breeze, and her fair-skinned slender jade fingers danced like elves on the pipa, Zhang Yingzhen suddenly felt that it was dark in front of her, and someone covered her eyes.

"Poof!"

With the sword out of the sheath, Zhang Yingzhen did not hesitate to hold the hilt of the sword and swung it behind her, the sword was sharp, as fast and sharp as the silver light of the waning moon!

"Where did the lewd fanatics dare to trespass into the palace...... Ah, my lord! ”

Zhu Gaoxian took two steps back, dodged the edge of the sword, and his eyebrows jumped: "Lady, are you serious?" ”

This seemingly weak princess actually carries a sword with her, and her swordsmanship is sharp, not a showmanship.

He just wanted to tease, but he didn't expect Zhang Yingzhen to use his weapon directly.

"Please forgive the prince, concubine...... The concubine learned the sword with her father when she was young, and the sword never left her body, but she didn't want to almost hurt the prince by mistake. Zhang Yingzhen's snow-white neck was flushed like a sunset at the moment, and her face was flushed.

"My father-in-law has taught you all sorts of nonsense." Zhu Gaoxian has a black line.

The princess blushed and clenched her little fists, not knowing what to do.

Although she and Zhu Gaoxian have been married, and the British Mansion and the Qi Mansion are also closely related, others can think of the Qi Mansion when they mention the British Mansion, but in fact, ...... Zhu Gaoxian and Zhang Yingzhen are not familiar with each other.

Marriage has little to do with men and women liking each other, what matters is the relationship of interests.

Zhang Yingzhen couldn't figure out what kind of person her father-in-law was, and when he treated outsiders, he was like a spring breeze, as if he was an aspiring sunny boy and a humble person. But in fact, if you are familiar with Zhu Gaoxian, you will find that this man seems to be a bottomless abyss, and you will never be able to guess his true thoughts.

"This sword...... It was given by my second uncle when I got married. Zhang Yingzhen hesitated and said.

"Second uncle?" Zhu Gaoxian touched his chin.

Zhang Hui, Zhang Yingzhen's second uncle and Zhang Fu's second brother, was promoted to the third level because of Zhu Gaoxian's kindness, and was directly promoted to the position of the right governor of the Chinese military governor's mansion. Although this person has a deep mind, in the hearts of this person, "home" is greater than "country", but because of the original "blood spattered in the Heavenly Palace", Zhu Gaoxian saved the British government, so he has a very good relationship with Zhang Hui.

The henchmen of the Qi Wangfu are all in the army, and Zhang Hui, the right governor of the Chinese military governor's mansion, clearly stands in line with the Qi Wangfu in the court, which highlights the situation of Zhu Gaoxian's military leader.

Zhu Gaoxian thought for a while and said: "The emperor gave some of the Yongquan tangerines that Linhai paid tribute to our brothers, although these Yongquan tangerines are not big, but they are very sweet, you can take some and give them to the second uncle's house." ”

Zhang Hui gave him a long face in the court, and Zhu Gaoxian couldn't be regarded as invisible. Although this Yongquan tangerine is not a priceless treasure, it is not only an orange, but also a human sophistication.

The grace of dripping water, "spring" reciprocates!

What's more, Zhu Gaoxian's identity is there, if he sends some treasures to Zhang Hui, how dare Zhang Hui accept it. Although this spring tangerine is not a treasure, it is just right for gifts.

Zhang Yingzhen was a little pleased: "The concubine has thanked the prince for the second uncle here." ”

"Family, what's polite." Zhu Gaoxian scratched his head and said, "By the way, the emperor said that he was going to tour the north, and I was on the list of drivers, and it was estimated that it would take two or three months, so I would tell you in advance." ”

Zhang Yingzhen blinked her eyes and nodded: "The weather in Shuntianfu is very cold, so the prince should bring two more thick clothes when he leaves." ”

"Got it."

……

Shandong, Jinan

The bloodstained heads were neatly arranged on the bluestone slab, and Lu Chaoyang held a wolf hair and carefully wrote down the list in the small notebook in his hand.

"Qi Jiyuan, the chief of the political envoy of Chengxuan, Wang Kuang, the deputy director of the council, Shi Xun, the commander of the Zhou Wei and Dai Fushan, Li Pingjin, the magistrate of Fanxian County, and Wang Pingzhi of Jinan Prefecture were sentenced to ......"

After calling the names of seventy or eighty people, Lu Chaoyang threw the list to the Qianhu official of the Beizhen Fusi on the side, "Okay, count these first, go down and get people." ”

Qianhu Guan took the list, summoned the cavalry of the Beizhen Fusi, and immediately set off to arrest the people on the list!

Lu Chaoyang came to Shandong this time, and in just a few days, he has killed hundreds of people!

The mission of the North Town Fusi is simple: arrest people, interrogate, find evidence, and kill people!

Arrest people first, and then look for evidence, if you really can't find evidence, then you will have a hard trial, and there will be evidence for multiple trials, which is so unreasonable, but the work efficiency is extremely high.

Because this is also something that cannot be helped.

Shandong's official system has been beaten into an iron bucket, headed by the three divisions, from top to bottom rotten to the bones, there are people from the Han Palace, people from the family, and the major forces will divide all the interests and join forces to squeeze outsiders.

If it is written with these people, it is pure nonsense, and it is useless at all.

Lu Chaoyang didn't intend to speak, he directly used force, such an arrogant and violent method attracted everyone's backlash, from the time he arrived in Shandong, he was assassinated no less than forty times, and he would be assassinated every three or four hours on average.

However, he did not think so, and became even more fanatical.

"I've been getting more and more assassinations lately, from five or six hours to one or two hours."

Lu Chaoyang closed the book of life and death in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, "Is it because I have gradually revealed their true colors?" ”