v5 Chapter 751： Are there places that the court can't control?

Chapter 751 Are there places beyond the control of the court?

"Winter is coming..."

After brewing a pot of hot tea, Chen Luo looked at the thin layer of frost on the leaves outside the window, sighed softly, and exhaled a cloud of white gas.

I heard that on the northern barbarians, the competition for the Khan tribe has entered a fierce battle, and the dog's brains have been played out. It is basically certain that there will be no winter battle this year.

Unless the human race invades Mantian on a large scale, their first priority is to create a Khan tribe first and get together the Eight Great Khan tribes.

It is strange to say that the barbarians have always maintained the establishment of one palace and one hall, two tents of the sun and the moon, and the establishment of the Eight Great Khans.

This palace refers to the Manshen Palace; the palace refers to the Manji Temple.

The sun and moon double tents refer to the golden tent of the Emperor Man and the silver tent of the Holy Maiden of the Moon.

The Eight Great Khans are the main body of the barbarians. Under the barbarian sky, except for the affiliated tribes of One Palace and One Palace and the Sun and Moon Double Tent, the rest belong to the Eight Great Khans.

According to the records of the Spring and Autumn Hall, the Eight Great Khans were first commanded by the Sun and Moon Shuangzhang, of which the Mantian Emperor commanded five and the Manyue Saintess commanded three.

However, when the barbarians fought against the sun and the moon, all three tribes under the command of the Holy Maiden of the Moon were wiped out. The Emperor Mantian reorganized the Eight Great Khan tribes and brought them all under control.

As for why the barbarians insist on maintaining the establishment of the "Eight Great Khans", the most mainstream theory at present is that this structure can most effectively control the barbarian domain and share the barbarian luck to the greatest extent.

Of course, there are also a small number of "conspiracy theories" voices, who believe that the setting of the "Eight Great Khans" may involve the secret of a certain clan fortune of the barbarians, but after so many years, the human race has indeed not obtained any evidence to support this statement. Therefore, this kind of statement is also classified as anecdote, which is only for people to speculate after dinner.

What is certain now is that this year's northern border should be a peaceful year.

However, the tranquility of the northern border does not mean the world is peaceful.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand out of the window, felt it for a moment, and then took it back.

"The temperature this year seems to be much lower than last year..." Chen Luo sighed inwardly.

In the past two days, Luo Hongnu didn't go to the theater very much, but visited dignitaries and dignitaries in Zhongjing. After being "caught" by Chen Luo, Luo Hong's slave told the truth.

It turned out that the Dongcang City Lord's Mansion predicted that the temperature would drop sharply this year. In order to prepare for a rainy day, it was buying wood, coal, quilts and other winter supplies. However, these resources in the northern border basically give priority to supplying the Great Wall of Righteousness, so Qin Dangguo wrote to ask Luo Hongnu to help contact the seller in Beijing.

Dongcang City is now the Holy City of Martial Arts in the world, and there is no shortage of financial resources or manpower, so there is no problem in winter. But Chen Luo is now the Prime Minister of the world, how can he see his one-acre three-point land with his eyes?

The lord of the Zhu Kingdom, his mind should accommodate the people of the world.

The matter of national material allocation is handled by the main hall, and Chen Luo does not need to worry about it, but Chen Luo thought of the poem in his mind—

"Poor clothes are bare, worrying about charcoal and cheapness, wishing the weather is cold..."

Aristocratic families and saints disdain to exploit ordinary people, but those local hooligans, comprador intermediaries, and wealthy merchants with a little wealth may think of making a fortune in it.

"We need to strengthen legal control in this area." Chen Luo thought to himself, "It's time to formulate a commercial law to ensure the supply of winter supplies."

"Make a framework and let Chen Xiliang and the others discuss it." Chen Luo quickly made a decision to dump the blame.

I am a leader, and I have to look like a leader.

Point out the strategic direction, and the rest is to check the work progress of the subordinates.

Break Fett!

…

Just when Chen Luo was writing the business legal framework idea, Mastiff Lingling came suddenly, saying that it was someone from Zhenxuan Division who came to visit, which surprised Chen Luo.

What did Zhen Xuansi ask him to do?

Putting down his pen, Chen Luo hurried to the main hall, only to see an elegant scholar who looked about forty years old sitting upright, looking at him like a spring breeze.

Seeing Chen Luo coming in, the other party quickly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and saluted, "Zhenxuan Division Liu Guo, I have seen Zhu Guo!"

Chen Luo was taken aback: Liu Guo?

Liu Gaizhi?

That Liu Guo who wrote "If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine, it's not the same in the end, a young man travels"?

Chen Luo looked at the other party, but the other party didn't expect Chen Luo to react like this, so he quickly lowered his head to look, and then asked, "Is there anything wrong with this lower official?"

"No, no, I didn't expect it to be Your Excellency." Chen Luo smiled, motioned for Liu Guo to sit down, and asked, "Why is Master Liu coming?"

Liu Guo took out a jade slip from his bosom, handed it to Chen Luo, and said, "Since Brother Yunsun became a saint, the new Southern King has not yet been appointed, and I will temporarily manage the information of Nanzhen Xuansi."

"This is a jade slip from the Southern Wilderness Tiger Territory. It was found by a secret agent at the bedside when he woke up."

After saying this, Liu Guo was also a little embarrassed. The dignified secret agent, who sent the information to the bedside, didn't he just kill him if he wanted to!

Tiger Clan?

Chen Luo's heart was suspended.

Could it be that he wrote "The Great Immortal of Tiger Power" by himself and made Feng Nanzhi think that he was perfunctory her, so what happened?

"Beside this jade slip, I need a piece of paper." As he spoke, Liu Guo handed over a piece of paper again, and Chen Luo took the paper, only to see the words "For Chen Luo" written on it. magnificent.

"Because it involves the Zhu Kingdom, I dare not look it up without authorization, so this jade slip was sent from Nanhuang to Zhongjing. Then it was sent by the officials personally, and no one knows the contents."

"I also ask Zhu Guo to take a quick look at it. If there is any change in Nanhuang, I will wait and be prepared."

Chen Luo also had a serious face, releasing a ray of soul power and entering the jade slip.

Couldn't it be that Feng Nanzhi's pregnancy was revealed?

Just after Chen Luo's soul power entered the jade slip, a delicate voice rang in his ears—

"snort!"

Then…

Gone!

Chen Luo frowned, carefully checked the jade slip again, and finally confirmed that there was only one word "hum" in the jade slip!

That voice was undoubtedly Feng Nanzhi's!

Chen Luo didn't know what to say for a while.

After spending so much effort, is there such a word "huh"?

is this necessary?

Chen Luo raised his head and looked at Liu Guo with some hesitation.

How should I say it?

Said that the jade slip sent by your Zhenxuan Division regardless of the cost contained a "huh"?

I am a majestic country, do I still want to save face?

"Zhu Guo?" Seeing Chen Luo's hesitation, Liu Guo quickly called out, "But is there something important?"

Chen Luo came back to his senses, with a serious face, and asked, "Is it true that no one has seen this jade slip?"

"The secret of the Zhu Kingdom, I dare not investigate." Liu Guo shook his head, "It was all transmitted through the secret channel of Master Zhenxuan, and absolutely no one knows the content!"

"That's good." Chen Luo nodded, and said, "When I was negotiating with the Empress, I asked them to help me search for the false Buddha in the Southern Wilderness."

"This is the information they gave me!"

"The reason why you sent me a letter is to urge me to fulfill the promise of the Heavenly Dao Bloodline as soon as possible."

Hearing Chen Luo's explanation, Liu Guo nodded: "I see."

"That Zhu Kingdom can hand over the information to Zhen Xuansi, and I will deal with it later."

"No need!" Chen Luo quickly put away the jade slips and said seriously, "I still have uses for these fake Buddhas."

Seeing that Liu Guo wanted to speak, Chen Luo hurriedly added: "It involves the nether world, don't talk about it!"

Hearing what Chen Luo said, Liu Guo nodded in understanding, stood up, and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't ask any more questions."

"The jade slips have been delivered, and I'm going back to Zhenxuan Division."

Naturally, Chen Luo would not persuade him to stay, so he quickly called Mastiff Lingling to send Liu Guo out respectfully.

Seeing Liu Guo leave, Chen Luo took out the jade slip again, intending to crush it, but for some reason, he hesitated for a moment, and took it back into the storage order.

"Oh..." Chen Luo sighed.

Next time you send a letter, don't use modal particles.

…

Weihu Mountain.

Feng Nanzhi was wearing a thick cloak, standing on the balcony of the bedroom, looking to the north, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth.

According to Zhenxuansi's speed, Chen Luo should have received his Jade Slip, right?

A great immortal of tiger power, mixed with deer demon and sheep demon, and was killed by a dog who took his head away...

Who are you fooling!

My empress kept silent, did she think I was a kitten?

snort!

Why do I always mess up my mood, so I should also mess up your mood!

Thinking of this, Feng Nanzhi gently touched her lower abdomen, then turned and returned to the bedroom with satisfaction.

The Empress is very happy today.

…

Zhongjing, editorial department of Daxuanmin Daily.

Today's editorial department of Daxuanmin Daily has a large number of staff, editing, reviewing, typesetting, reviewing... All processes are in order, basically even if Chen Luo does not publish articles, Daxuanmin Daily has enough content to provide.

Of course, any issue with Chen Luo's articles must be reprinted and reprinted.

At this time, Wang Zhiyan, the editor-in-chief who had eaten lunch, sat at his desk, tore open the dossier bag that had just been delivered, and took out a stack of submitted articles from it.

As Hongchen books become more and more popular, the enthusiasm for creating Hongchen books is getting higher and higher, and the remuneration for Daxuan Minbao's manuscripts is even more frighteningly high. Once hired, a word is worth a thousand dollars. Therefore, a large number of submissions are received every day.

"I hope to see a few decent stories." Wang Zhiyan prayed as usual. The editor of the Daxuan Minbao must at least be a master to be competent, and most of them are from the top three in the imperial examination. Naturally, this vision is not good Low.

"Well, the beginning is chaotic, there is no priority, and the clues are not clear, so I am dismissed!"

"This article, the writing is acceptable, but the progress is slow. It is recommended to test the water in the sixth edition."

"This story is interesting. It can be entered into the first three editions and applied for review by the editor-in-chief."

"This... isn't this story a copy of An Guogong Nie Xiaoqian? You think I won't recognize you if you change your name or place? Check the author's identity and block it!"

Wang Zhiyan used the technique of "one eye, ten lines" to quickly process the manuscript in his hand, and gave his own opinions. Suddenly, he saw his hands pause, and the motion of reviewing the manuscript stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he turned the manuscript in his hand to the first sentence. This time, he did not use "ten lines at a glance", but read it word by word.

"This...this article is top-notch!"

Wang Zhiyan's hands couldn't help trembling. He felt that he had hit great luck today, as if he picked up a stone in a vast mountain, and after cutting it open, he found that it was actually a peerless jade.

""Dream of Red Mansions"? The author, Cao Xueqin."

"Good! Good!"

Wang Zhiyan stood up, took the manuscript with the first chapter of "Dream of Red Mansions" on it, and rushed directly into the editor-in-chief's study.

…

Gathering up his mood, Chen Luo was about to continue writing the legal framework, when Mastiff Lingling suddenly came to report, saying that it was Wei Yan who asked to see him.

Chen Luo's eyes lit up, he naturally knew the purpose of Wei Yan's visit, and signaled Mastiff Lingling to bring Wei Yan in.

"Disciple Wei Yan, I have met my junior uncle."

Seeing Chen Luo, Wei Yan bowed politely.

Chen Luo said with a smile: "Old Wei, you're welcome, didn't you say it, let it go in private."

Wei Yan frowned and shook his head: "Courtesy cannot be broken!"

Chen Luo said lightly, "Second Senior Sister is not here."

Wei Yan just sat on the chair and took a sip of tea: "Oh, the second uncle is not here, that's good, that's good."

"Little uncle, Daxuanmin Daily received a strange article today."

As he spoke, Wei Yan took out the first chapter of "A Dream of Red Mansions" and handed it to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo took the newspaper with a smile, glanced at the manuscript that he had removed the beginning of the myth, and nodded: "Well, not bad, not bad."

"Although it's only an article of three thousand miles, the layout and writing style of this opening article are all top choices!"

"Unexpectedly, I have only been practicing martial arts for a year, and someone can write such a level of mortal books!"

"It's another great talent of my human race, I'm so relieved!"

Wei Yan looked at Chen Luo carefully, with suspicious eyes: "Little uncle, this article...wasn't your alias?"

Chen Luo glared at Wei Yan: "I'm in the Human Race now, not the Monster Race, what do I need to change my name to?"

"Besides, I still have "Journey to the West" and "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" being updated, and "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" has been discontinued for a long time. How can I have the time to write a new book!"

"Don't think I'm the only one who can write when you see strange texts!"

"Don't flatter me like that!"

"A single branch is not spring, a hundred flowers bloom together and the garden is full of spring!"

"You are engaged in literature and art work, you must have an open mind, and you must have the vision to accept new things!"

Wei Yan smiled wryly: "I don't blame the old man... The disciple thinks so... After all, the quality of this article is too high."

"Moreover, I didn't leave an address, and I don't even know who to send the remuneration to!"

"So, the disciples only have doubts, whether it is the book written by you under the pseudonym of the little master."

Chen Luo picked up the manuscript again, pretended to think about it, and said, "Judging from the content of the current story, it should be about what happened behind the gate of the mansion."

"Biyi has just killed An Songren and beaten the holy family of the family. It is indeed a bit sensitive to write such a story at this time. From what I see, the author should be a child of the holy family, so it is reasonable to hide his name."

"Since you're a child of the Holy Family, it's normal not to care about the remuneration."

"You can publish it as usual. If someone claims to be the author in the future, as long as the verification is correct, it will be the same if he repays him."

"It's a pity, it feels like it's just three thousand miles of books, not six thousand miles."

After listening to Chen Luo's arrangement, Wei Yan nodded, but still asked unrelentingly: "Uncle, you really didn't write this?"

Chen Luo waved his hand: "If you say no, you won't. Do you want me to swear to you?"

"No, no, no!" Wei Yan quickly waved his hand, "The disciple waits for a few more days, and if Cao Xueqin has a new chapter to send back later, I will arrange to publish this article."

Chen Luo yawned: "You are the editor-in-chief of Minbao, if you ask me what to do, you can do as you see fit."

"Yes." Wei Yan got up and bowed again, "The disciple will go back first."

Chen Luo nodded: "Go. Remember what I told you."

"Be open, be tolerant!"

Wei Yan responded again, and left Anguo Gongfu with the last trace of doubt in his heart.

"It's done." Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Xiao Wei is his junior, otherwise, if he really makes himself swear, it will not end well.

Xiao Wei, I'm sorry, the uncle didn't mean to lie to you.

It's all to hide the truth and not attract the attention of the aristocratic and holy clan!

"Next, it should be fine." Chen Luo returned to the study and continued to design the legal framework for business...

…

While Chen Luo was writing vigorously in his study, in Qingzhou, thousands of miles away, the mighty Jiami River was rushing towards the east.

The Jiami River is the upstream tributary of the Canglan River, the largest river in Daxuan. It is known as a three-thousand-mile river. It originates from Wangwu Mountain in Luozhou and joins the Canglan River at Shanghedu west of Qingzhou, dividing Qingzhou into Qingnan and Qingbei.

At this time, a large ship was sailing on the Jiami River. When the ship reached the middle of the river, it suddenly dropped its anchor and stopped at the same place.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of people wearing fancy clothes and holding strange musical instruments rushed out of the big ship, dancing strange dances, and the musical instruments in their hands made strange sounds.

As the sound of dancing and musical instruments spread, the surface of the river began to fog up. It took about two or three quarters, and the fog was so thick that within ten miles around the big boat, the eyes could not see beyond ten feet.

At this moment, in the cabin, several able-bodied people came out with a sack each, and came to the ship's side by memory.

At this time, a huge shadow seemed to appear under the big ship, covering the whole big ship.

Then, an old call came from the cockpit of the big ship.

"Water gives birth to my life, water nourishes my body, there is no reward, I am willing to offer sacrifices."

After the words fell, the people carrying the sacks threw the sacks on their shoulders into the river one after another.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

A few splashes of water splashed, and the huge shadow under the boat seemed to accept the sacks and slowly sank into the bottom of the river. As the shadow disappeared, the fog on the river surface gradually thinned until finally dissipated completely.

"Okay!" An old man with a cane came to the deck, looked into the river, and said, "Shui Jun has accepted our sacrifice, and everyone will be safe for the next year."

Hearing the old man's words, everyone on the big boat obviously relaxed, and immediately cheered.

"Go back." The old man knocked on the deck with his crutches, and immediately someone stepped forward to pull up the anchor, and then the big ship restarted and headed towards the shore.

…

About half an hour later, a small boat rowed unsteadily near the place where the big ship had anchored. On the small boat was a haggard man. He confirmed his position again and again, then picked up a steel fork from the cabin, A fierce son jumped into the river...

…

Qingzhou, Bibo Mansion, Sanquan County.

"After investigation, Wang Kangyong, the county magistrate of Sanquan County, was corrupt and broke the law. During his tenure, he received a total of more than 76,300 taels of bribes and sentenced a total of 104 unjust, false and wrongly convicted cases. He has been charged with many crimes, such as taking over civilian women, etc. Now, according to His Majesty's order, Wang Kangyong will be dismissed from his post as county magistrate, and he will be escorted to Beijing to be prosecuted by the Metropolitan Procuratorate and tried by Kaifeng Prefecture."

Hai Rui held the Faxiang token, sealed Wang Kangyong's official seal, and shouted sharply: "Left and right, take off his official hat and robe, and put him in the prison car!"

"yes!"

As soon as Hairun gave an order, the accompanying Jiashan Army immediately accepted the order, stepped forward to put Wang Kangyong in shackles, and pushed him into the prison cart.

"good!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people applauded.

Hai Rui looked at one of the old men, saluted, and said, "Old magistrate, before the new magistrate took office, the county affairs of Sanquan County were entrusted."

"I will take away all of Wang Kangyong's staff. As for the villains in other places, the old county magistrate will judge and deal with them!"

"There is no need to say thank you for what you have to do." The old county magistrate stood up and saluted, "Thank you, Mr. Hai."

Hai Rui shook his head: "You don't need to thank me, I'm just following the law."

"I still have official duties, so I will take my leave."

"Understand, understand. There is another corrupt official that needs to be dealt with by Mr. Hai." The old county magistrate joked, then looked at the people watching the excitement in the county office, and said, "Make way for Mr. Hai!"

After hearing the words, all the people gave way to the road one after another. Hai Rui saluted and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a figure running in along the road made out of the way, kneeling directly in front of Hai Rui, holding up the pleading paper in his hand , mournfully shouted: "Lord Hai, Hai Qingtian, the women want to sue!"

Hai Rui looked at the woman who complained, and said gently: "I am an official of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I am currently patrolling all directions. Full-time officials are corrupt and do not interfere with local cases. However, Wang Kangyong has been dismissed by me. Your complaint can be directly filed with the county magistrate." The adults tell."

"No!" The complaining woman shook her head, "They can't handle this situation!"

"When the women report to Changshuili Changhong Fuquan, they will ignore human lives!"

"Second sue Lord Jiami Jiangshui for harming the common people!"

After the woman's voice fell, including Xian Cheng, the complexions of all the people present changed.

Just as Hai Rui was about to ask questions, the county magistrate said first, "Lord Hai, this situation is beyond our jurisdiction."

"What do you mean?" Hai Rui turned his head and asked.

"This matter... Don't talk about us, even if Master Fa Xiang comes here in person, he can't control it..."

When the woman heard the conversation between Hai Rui and the old county magistrate, her face turned ashen, and she burst into laughter, then took out a dagger from her bosom, and shouted: "God, open your eyes..."

After finishing speaking, he stabbed the dagger fiercely towards his heart. Fortunately, Hai Rui's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, so he stepped forward and knocked down the dagger in his hand, and then pointed at the woman unconsciously. Looking at the old county magistrate, "tell me clearly!"

"In this world, what else can force the people to seek death, but the government and the court can't control it!"

The old county magistrate sighed slightly, and said softly: "Water area governance!"