On the first day of September, not long after the morning drum sounded, the door of the morgue had been pushed open.

The thin morning light was not enough to dispel the darkness and gloom in the room, and the rancid smell was permeating.

When the torches approached, they saw a stump on the gray lime, which had begun to turn black and shrunk.

"The wound is no longer recognizable, but it can be collected by Wang Zhongcheng."

"Thank you."

Wang Jie's face was heavy, he walked to a skull, and personally wiped the lime off Pei Mian's face.

He turned to the several corpse sewers behind him and said, "Sew." ”

"Whoa."

Some of the stumps could not be recovered, so Wang Ji specially used precious wood for Pei Mian as bone and clay for meat, and it took three hours to sew a complete corpse.

The funeral procession brought the coffin.

Suddenly, a team of Beiya soldiers walked over.

"Wang Zhongcheng actually held a funeral for Pei Mian in person?"

"Yes." Wang Ji said: "Zhang Fu and I have been friends for many years, he died unexpectedly, I should collect his body." ”

"But I heard that Pei Mian is the person who was placed by Wang Zhongcheng's side in the East Palace?"

"Serving the court, they are all the courtiers of saints." Wang Ji said: "Even if Zhang Fu is wrong, he should never be so viciously attacked without being interrogated. ”

What Wang Zhongcheng said is extremely true. By the way, I heard the Yushitai say that the murderer was Fan Yang and An Lushan, the envoy of Pinglu Jiedu, why do you have this assertion? ”

Wang Jie's face was cold, and he said solemnly: "I won't make a fuss about Zhang Fu's death, just tell the truth." ”

"Yes."

The coffin was lifted, the bell rang, and the funeral procession slowly walked to the outskirts of the city.

Wang Ji is determined to move towards the position of imperial historian.

He is clothed in plain clothes today, and he will be clothed in purple robes in the coming day.

……

"The soul can't come back for a long time. The soul is back, and you are supreme! ”

The paper was tossed high and fell to the ground.

These are yellowed and shoddy bamboo papers, which are so brittle that they break when touched, and are quickly trampled on by people.

Someone watched the funeral procession walk away and turned to report the news.

"Wang Ji personally collected Pei Mian's body and buried it in the suburbs, saying everywhere that the person was killed by Fan Yangjin, and I am afraid that this matter will be endless."

"When this old dog dies, see who collects his body."

~~

Right Prime Minister's House.

Li Linfu is a person who also holds important posts, and his administrative efficiency is extremely high, and he hardly has to go to Taiwan Province to inspect affairs.

In the afternoon of this day, Yang Zhao came to perform.

He originally served Li Linfu with a spittle, but now he has become the backbone of the Yang Party, which really makes people angry. But he lowered his posture and repeatedly explained that he was helpless because of the persecution of his relatives, and even said shameless words such as "being in the uncle's mansion, and his heart is on the right".

In addition, Yang Zhao's official residence was in the middle of the Zhilang, and he also served as the Taifu Cheng, managing the cashier of the inner government, and became the sage's private money bag. Li Linfu was willing to put up with him.

In particular, the official affairs must be handed over well, and the affairs of the saints must not be ruined.

"I've seen the right phase, the right phase is hardworking, and I'm a little polite......"

"Tell the story."

Yang Zhao said: "Yang Shenjin ran out of treasury when he was the secretary of Taifu, and although Xiaguan and others tried their best to do things, Taifu's foundation was thin. The royal banquets of the Long Live Thousand Autumn Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival are all oversized......"

There was a bunch of nonsense, Li Linfu didn't have to listen to the fact that he was known to be a saint and had no money, and muttered: "Hu Er entered Beijing and offered a lot of treasures. ”

Yang Zhao was respectful and said, "Right Minister, what the sage gave to Hu Er is more abundant!" ”

Since he was an official in Taifu, how could he say that An Lushan had enriched the treasury of Taifu? Anyway, it is impossible to really verify who has the thicker courtesy, the saint or Hu'er.

Li Linfu first looked at the official documents and accounts of Taifu, raised his eyes, fell on the two rows of seals on the table, and chose two seals.

A batch of treasury was transferred from the household department to the private money of the Son of Heaven, and Shangshu Province directly approved the document, so as not to make another trip to Yang Zhao and delay the sage's use of money.

He didn't hand over the document directly, but knocked Yang Zhao a few words.

"I heard that it was you who instigated Wang Ji to sue Hu Er?"

"The right minister misunderstood, in this matter, the lower official fell into the crotch of his pants with yellow mud, and he can't tell clearly." Yang Zhao hurriedly said, "It's Wang Zhongcheng who wants to be promoted to Imperial Doctor Shi and has a dispute with Hu Er......"

"Dare to quibble!" Li Linfu said angrily: "When you don't know that you are fanning the flames? ”

Yang Zhao pleaded down, his tone was full of panic and uneasiness, and said: "It's Xue Bai, as soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, he asked Mrs. Qiu Guo to invite me over and asked me to forward the pleadings to Wang Zhongcheng, but I didn't even read it." ”

"A short-sighted waste, just staring at a bit of official position, fighting his own people? When the East Palace gains power, can you get the whole corpse? ”

"Xiaguan is too stupid!"

Yang Zhao said and slapped himself hard, and the "snap" was extremely loud.

He was so thick-skinned that Li Linfu was so bored with a lesson, and he threw away the official document and told him to get out.

……

After a short time, An Lushan entered the council hall, and at the same time, two maids held his big belly to prevent it from falling on the ground of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Hu'er salutes the right minister."

"No, don't bother." Li Linfu waved away the maid, "Sit." ”

An Lushan said: "Right Xiang, Hu Er saw a spit pot when he came in." ”

"Hmm."

"Hu'er didn't offend him, but he was embarrassed with me everywhere, what was his intention? Wang Zhongcheng is too, if you want the post of imperial doctor, Hu Er will give him a good job, how can you spoil the right minister's big thing? ”

"Let?" Li Linfu said: "I didn't give the original phase, he dared to reach out and grab it, do you even want this phase in the future?!" ”

An Lushan's eyes rolled when he heard this, and he scratched his head.

"This prime minister asks you one last time, didn't you send someone to kill Pei Mian?"

"The right minister is a fairy-like character, and he must be able to understand that Hu'er will not do such a thing." An Lushan shook his head, "Someone framed Hu'er." ”

"What's the use of just knowing what you are? The point is that the saint trusts you? ”

"Actually, the saint believes in Hu'er." An Lushan said: "But I can't stand the constant slander of Wang Zhongcheng and Yang Zhao, this is three people becoming tigers, please take action from the right minister." ”

Li Linfu frowned and thought about it, how did the originally undoubted thing become the mess in front of him?

The crumbling East Palace did not fall, Pei Kuan was promoted due to the salt tax, and Wang Zhongji was only afraid that he would be one step closer to capturing Shibao City.

It felt like a knife that was bound to hit, but it was held by someone and stabbed An Lushan instead...... That is, An Lushan is fat and can hold on.

"Wrong!" Li Linfu suddenly said: "You have been tricked." ”

An Lushan's eyes widened, and he looked innocent.

Li Linfu said in a deep voice: "It's useless to argue with Wang Ji and Yang Zhao, it can't prove your innocence, but it will make the water muddy and muddy, giving the East Palace a chance to breathe." ”

"I see." An Lushan clapped his hands and laughed, "The right phase is really a fairy, this point is clear." ”

"You've been disrupted by these people, and the key to this matter is to find the real culprit."

"Who is it?" An Lushan looked like a pig from beginning to end, and only knew how to ask, "Who is it?" ”

Since he met Yang Zhao just now, Li Linfu has always been thinking about a problem - the spit pot has risen too fast recently.

In the Liu Tao case, Yang Zhao was benefited and moved to the imperial history; Yang Shenjin's case, Yang Zhao entered the Taifu and initially took care of the sage's internal affairs; The salt tax law was put into trial, and Yang Zhao followed the Yang Party and moved to several positions...... Behind these things, there is a person.

"Xue Bai?"

Li Linfu actually thought of Xue Bai for a long time, from the fraud of the Guozijian related to Zheng Qian's case, to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet Xue Bai obstructed An Lushan's future, that kid was very conspicuous.

But a young man should not have the strength to command the border army to kill people in Beijing, unless...... Wang Zhonghe?

"Xue Bai."

"Is it my uncle?" An Lushan was taken aback and exclaimed: "He looks simple and kind, but he has such a bad heart? ”

"In April, Wang Zhonghei returned to the court, and Xue Bai made a huge stone cannon to help him attack Stone Fort City." Li Linfu said: "It must be Wang Zhonghei who left the old pawn, driven by Xue Bai, to kill Pei Mian." ”

"However, there are still Hui people under the East Palace who died, this is harming the East Palace, and also harming Wang Zhonghei himself?"

"Therefore, it can be concluded that Xue Bai drove him to harm the East Palace with one hand and frame you with the other, thinking that the Yang Party was fighting for profit."

"So cunning?" An Lushan became more and more surprised, and asked, "Right Xiang, how to expose him?" ”

"Buying Jifang Xiao'er and Jin Wuwei, provoking Fan Yang to kill people, this matter was done by the East Palace and the Yang Party, and it will leave traces. This minister will order the officials of the three divisions to track down, and your subordinates can cooperate and act ......"

"Fortunately, there is a right phase for Hu Er." An Lushan was overjoyed, propped up his fat body and stood up to salute, and said flatteringly: "Hu'er came today and brought a little gift to the right minister." ”

Li Linfu is not short of money, but An Lushan's intention to bring gifts every time he visits is rare.

After a while, more than ten beautiful maids came in with wooden boxes, they all had exotic styles, each with their own characteristics, only a thin silk was draped on their bodies, and the hall was full of spring.

"It's wisteria." An Lushan pointed to the wooden box and said: "I don't know whether it's good or bad, I just know that it's very expensive, and it's the most expensive incense, which is the right phase." ”

Li Linfu said: "Wisteria incense is rare, the rattan wood of the South China Sea has been injured, self-secreting glue repair, after thousands of years, the glue is condensed like iron, the color is purple, so the name is 'wisteria incense', the fragrance can penetrate the bone marrow, so that people seem to be integrated into the world, like flying immortals, is the treasure of the immortal family. It's hard for Hu'er to collect so much. ”

"The right phase is really an immortal, like a vulgar thing like Hu'er, it's useless to smell this fragrance." An Lushan said with a smile: "These vulgar captives were also sent to the right minister. ”

"Hu'er has a heart......"

When An Lushan left, the beautiful maid was taken into the backyard, and there was still a faint fragrance in the hall.

After talking about the intrigue, Li Linfu returned to practice and looked at the accounts of the household department and was worried.

The use of the imperial court is insufficient, and he needs to be a practical and unparalleled prime minister to open up sources and reduce expenditure.

His eyes fell on the snow-white rattan paper on the case, and he thought about it for a while, and he had a way.

Previously, he had allowed the imperial court to reuse its regular official documents every year, saving a lot of paper costs. And rattan paper is expensive, and even the court paper needs local tribute.

He suddenly thought that his son-in-law Yuan Lian had learned that the inside story had disappeared, and he had preemptively purchased the rattan material in Guanzhong with the public funds of Jingzhao Mansion, making a lot of money, and recently he had been saying that if he sent someone to the south of the Yangtze River to cut off hundreds of miles of rattan trees, he would definitely be very rich.

Li Linfu is public-minded, and he does not intend to make such personal gains, but is only willing to save money for the imperial court. Then, if you can buy rattan materials from the imperial court like the law, you can save a small sum.

Throttling is not afraid of less savings, gathering water into a lake, gathering sand into a tower. A little bit of an increase in taxes and a little bit of a decrease in spending will allow the fiscal system to run smoothly.

If there is no capable minister like him, what should Datang do?

……

A piece of wisteria incense is lit and refreshing.

The snow-white rattan paper was cut in half to show that the right phase took the lead in saving. One by one, save the glorious Tianbao Shengshi.

~~

A bamboo curtain shook gently in the pulp pool, and was quickly picked up, filtering out many water droplets, leaving only a thin layer of pulp film.

Looking at the sunlight, I saw that the pulp film was very uniform, and I could no longer see the bamboo tendons.

"Not enough."

Xue Bai was still not satisfied, and said: "I have used the dried bamboo paper yesterday, although the writing is OK, it is not durable, and it needs to be continuously improved, at least the texture cannot be lost to the rattan paper." ”

Jiang Cheng looked a little tired, but he was not as restrained and cringe as he used to be, and responded: "Yes, the villain has thought about it, or can you try to steam for a longer time to make the bamboo softer?" ”

"Yes."

Xue Bai didn't understand the specific process, and felt that cooking pulp was like cooking rice, it was nothing more than how to cook it badly and sticky, cook it more if it wasn't bad enough, and add ingredients if it wasn't sticky enough.

"You can try any idea, as long as you can make good paper at a low cost."

"Whoa."

Du Cheng was worried that Xue Bai would disrupt her plan by promising a heavy reward indiscriminately, so she pulled Xue Bai to the back hall with a smile and talked about the planning of the paper workshop and bookstore.

Du Wulang also came with Xue Bai today, and was left alone in the courtyard, so he looked around curiously.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that you have tried urine?"

"Not bad." Jiang Cheng carefully observed the difference between the two pieces of pulp, and replied casually: "I vaguely think that urine has a little effect?" ”

"So? Would it be better for the boy to pee, I have. ”

"Gorou is funny."

Du Wulang was a person who could talk, and curiously talked about the scenery of Jiajiang, and asked Jiang Cheng why he voluntarily sold himself.

"After decades of operation, I have lost my family and money, and I have to take the money from selling shops and return to Jiajiang through the Qinling Mountains, alas, I just think that my heart is timid, and my hometown has no acres of land, and I don't know how to pay the rent."

"It's not easy, how did the old gentleman make a fortune?"

Jiang Cheng sighed and said nothing, and there was movement in the front yard.

They hurried to the shop, only to see a handsome young man in a dark blue official robe, with a short beard on his lips, rummaging through the counter with his entourage, looking arrogant.

"Yuanhu Cao, what are you doing today?"

"Jiang Cheng, you haven't paid the rent yet."

"The contemptible person has already handed over the ...... in early August"

"You have to resist the forced labor, and the silk you are given is not enough, and there is variegation, and you have not made up for the other miscellaneous and erotic labor." Yuan Wei smiled casually: "You haven't made up the city tax." ”

Jiang Cheng carefully apologized: "The customs tax will be given to the East City Bureau at the beginning of the year." ”

Yuan took two steps forward, and whispered in Jiang Cheng's ear: "You have been supplying official paper for decades, how can I not know how much net worth you have?" Look at the East Market doing this business, which one doesn't have anyone standing behind him, you don't know what to do. ”

Jiang Cheng's face was full of bitterness, and he responded: "How can Yuanhu Cao not know that the interview account books are all false, and the contemptible people can't afford to be burned to ashes......

"That's enough, I don't have time to listen to you pretend."

"Then," Jiang Cheng was helpless, bent his waist lower, and said cautiously: "Then it is good to teach Yuanhu Cao to know that the contemptible people have been sold into slavery, and the rent is adjusted and the city tax is closed, and my family Langjun has his own disposal." ”

"Huh?"

Yuan Cheng only felt ridiculous, and immediately raised his hand and gave Jiang Cheng a slap, causing the little old man to fall to the ground.

"What doesn't open your eyes, you'd rather be with others than with me, right?"

"Stop!"

Suddenly, someone shouted and stepped forward to support Jiang Cheng.

Yuan Quan turned his head to look and saw that it was a young man in a robe, with a fat face and small eyes, and he didn't look energetic.

"You dare to buy him, right? Cover up the fugitives, you kid has fallen into my hands. ”

"Huh?"

Du Wulang was stunned for a moment, and responded: "If you want to say that, it's okay, what do you want?" ”

Yuan Xuan said angrily: "Do you know that I want this workshop to be of great use, and you dare to rob it." ”

Du Wulang helped Jiang Cheng up, and before he entered the state of arguing with others, his tone seemed a little weak, but his attitude was very direct.

"You want this workshop to be of great use? It's none of our business. ”

Today's second chapter is even later, don't wait, because you sleep late, wake up late, day by day, sad~~ I'll try my best to adjust it later~~

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