No matter when and where, officialdom is always treacherous, and Daqi is no exception.

The new emperor Jianting ascended to the throne and began to collect power by unscrupulous means, ignoring the feelings of the old families, and promoting a large number of new magnates to compete with him, and I don't know whether he wanted to re-establish the emperor's authority or for any other purpose.

The old family naturally refused to give up, on the one hand, desperately suppressed the new emperor's various acts of death, on the other hand, he went crazy and tore up with the new magnates, and the two sides won and lost each other, but the news was always well-informed, and the unfriendly countries and nations around them seized this opportunity to seize this opportunity to seize the opportunity to seize the border.

The cultural fighting of the central government even affected some military affairs in the border towns, the north and south suffered successive defeats, and the new emperor was so happy that he celebrated a small victory, and turned a blind eye and a deaf ear when he was defeated. Although the family has the strength to counterattack, it is involved in the war between the DPRK and China, and it has no energy to deal with foreign enemies.

The new emperor used a large amount of financial revenue for the expenses in the palace and the face projects in various places, and even the military expenses were squeezed.

But the family showed a non-cooperative side, saying that we have money but you spend it indiscriminately, so the country has no money to do it, so the contradiction between the two parties is getting deeper and deeper, and they used to do it in private, but now the war has become white-hot, and there are all kinds of assassinations, frame-ups, bites and frame-ups......

Muqing south of the city, supper stall.

The south of the city was home to many middle-class officials, and it was more prosperous at night than elsewhere.

It's a late-night supper, but because of the curfew, it's not very late. Han Ling came out alone to find something to eat, and by the way, he also looked at the night market.

He sat next to the boss's pot, saying that Muqing Imperial City was as crowded as Beijing, and there was no good place to sit at the night snack stall.

Catching up with the steam wafting over, Han Ling took a sip of tea, quietly listened to the gossip of the people on the side, and thought to himself that the remarks in this place were really open-minded, but it might not be able to manage it......

A said mysteriously, "Hey, you know what?"

B glanced at him with an idiot's eyes: "Your brain is broken, there are stacks of things in the imperial city every day, who knows what the hell you said." ”

A was not annoyed, and said with a solemn expression: "There was an accident in the left palm Jin's family, and he was impeached and was about to go to prison!"

Yi frowned and said: "That's not very happy, I heard that Zuo Zhangjin was born in a small family, and he worked hard to achieve today's position, and he is very good, and it must be that group of earth dogs who are doing trouble." ”

Jia Yi clapped his hands and said, "It's just pitiful......"

What Han Ling said later didn't hear clearly because it was too noisy, obsessive-compulsive disorder was simply scratching his heart and liver, and at this time he only hated himself for why he couldn't practice qi to improve his hearing.

Surrounded by ordinary civilians who were eating and drinking the mountains, Han Ling stuffed his stomach to the north, but what he was thinking about in his heart was still what he had just done-

The official system of Daqi is the system of three divisions and nine governments, with one prime minister on the left and right, and another Zhu Pavilion.

The three divisions are Zhang Jin and the lawyer, and each has a left and right chief.

The nine prefectures are divided into four inner prefectures, which are the carriage and horses, the inner treasury, the use degree and the educational affairs office, and the outer five prefectures, which are the rites, work, advice, punishment and letters. Officials are of different grades, distinguished by clothing and ornaments, and are divided into ten classes, which are the same as the names of the hours of the day.

And the harem is the queen under the concubine for the respect, the concubine second, the queen under the yin yi, the concubine under the yangyi, the concubine after the concubine, the noble, the beauty, and finally the ordinary palace maid, called a certain woman.

At present, there is no city lord in the Muqing Imperial City where he is located, and there is one Zhige and one Canon.

Han Ling said in his heart that even a high-ranking and powerful person such as Left Zhangjin would be framed and pulled off the horse, which shows how far both sides have been beaten, but these two people also said that the back waist of this Left Zhangjin is not very hard, and it can be seen that the foundation of the emerging magnates is still not strong, and they still suffer against these old people.

Listening to Meng Ju, Meng's concubine is still peerless, calling for wind and rain, but I don't know what sweetness and strength Meng can get in this, I just hope that this thousand-year-old family will be able to survive this wind and waves.

Han Ling raised the teacup, looked up at the starry sky that was not clear tonight, and said in his heart that he was still mixing up and down, this officialdom is now in danger, it is better not to go up, it is excellent to go home and be a little official to live up to Hansu's expectations.

Later, Han Ling remembered the days in the imperial city, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart, so he just made people happy. I really laughed at the time, but it was ordinary, but who would have thought that life was like a play.

There was a faint sound of bangs at the end of the alley, and the old officials in charge of the curfew were beginning to patrol, and the people on the stalls were gradually thinning.

It was already dark at night, Han Ling got up, checked out and headed for the hotel. The two places are separated by a distance, and the road is quiet, only one or two stray cats and dogs wandering on tiptoe.

Han Ling was born with excellent ear power, although he was not as good as those who had kung fu, but for some reason, he was far beyond the others. Somewhere far away, as if to the east, there was a sound of Suosuo, delicate but clear.

He keenly caught a choked gasp in his throat, but it was very close.

Han Ling's heart was chuckled, and he knew that he was powerless, and he was simply a lamb to be slaughtered in this long alley.

Extremely quiet, the moonlight is cool and thin.

He was about to take two steps back and run backwards, regretting in his heart that he shouldn't have gone back so late. The high walls on both sides glow with the cold light reflected by the night dew, and the flowers hang down like a brocade waterfall, forming a dark curtain.

One hand.

A bloodstained but still delicate hand.

It quickly opened the curtain, and a figure staggered to Han Ling's back, and suddenly a cold dagger crossed his neck.

Han Ling didn't dare to make a sound, only to feel that there was a soft body behind him, and there was a thick bloody aura.

He swallowed, not daring to look back at the woman's face, the dagger seemed to have entered the flesh, and he was still trembling slightly.

She pressed most of her weight on him, clinging to her ear and whispering:

"It can be regarded as letting the little lady catch one...... Scholar, obediently listen to my instructions. Otherwise, I want you to die with me. ”

Han Ling lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Girl, I don't know who your surname is, but Xiao Sheng can tell you - someone is coming." ”

A hoarse female voice lingered in her ears: "You have a good ear." ”

She listened intently for a while, then whispered with a tight forearm:

"Let's go!"

The two of them walked quickly in the alley, and Han Ling almost carried her, but fortunately, this woman was slim and did not have much trouble walking.

He turned left and right according to her instructions, and gradually came out of the general encirclement, and there were many dangers along the way, almost passing by this group of people.

The woman did not let her guard down, the dagger was still pressed against him, and Han Ling said helplessly:

"Girl, it's good to say that I also saved your life, and with a shake of your hand, you are a human life. ”

The woman hesitated on his back, relaxed her hand slightly, and said softly:

"You're going to the Imperial City to take the exam?"

"Naturally. ”

"Go a little further and you'll be there in no time. I'll tell you about it then. ”

At the same time, hotel rooms.

With a comfortable face, He Xuan soaked in the large bathtub, the mist was shrouded, and the temperature in the room seemed to have risen by several degrees.

But he suddenly asked his roommate as if he remembered something:

"Where's Brother Han? The curfew seems to have passed. ”

The roommate replied with a smile: "Heh, this kid looks like a delicate and graceful appearance, and it is true that he is born from his heart, and he told me at a young age that he wanted to experience the nightlife of the imperial city, tsk......"

He Xuan laughed, the water fluctuated, and he almost slipped into the bucket, but fortunately, his height and long legs held it up.

He didn't doubt it anymore, this newly acquainted brother Han was also full of witty remarks along the way, full of opportunities, men always like to discuss something together, this Han Ling also seemed to have some experience, and he was not timid......

He Xuan came out of the water, and his body was unobstructed, but unfortunately no one appreciated it, so he put on a bath towel and asked Xiao Er to pour water, and went to bed without mentioning it.