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Daoist Li was speechless, isn't this the old man who was just going to send the twin maids, you are a little afraid of the Taoist when you are serious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But others didn't think so, as soon as the old man said this, the noisy banquet suddenly quieted down, everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to take the lead in speaking.

Before the imperial examination, there was a way to be an official called filial piety, that is, some high-ranking officials and magnates looked at you with a pleasing eye, or you were the nephew of his seven aunts and eight aunts or something, or in other words, the local gentry felt that your young man was very eye-catching, so congratulations, you have almost already decided the top four places, and you are about to be selected as an official.

For example, an important part of the examination of the level of officials in this dynasty is to look at your impression and feeling in the hearts of the local people, this common people do not refer to those who buy vegetables, chop wood, and pick up dung on the street, these are called Qianshou and common people in the legal definition, the real 'people', and these people in front of them are talents.

Moreover, special circumstances, special treatment, when the white turban thieves ravaged Jiangnan, the old governor was critically ill and could not be a director, and the gentry and people in Jiangnan elected a recognized, ethical official to come out, but this important task is also reasonable, and there is a tradition of origin.

Fu Yin is busy these days, isn't it just to brush up on the favorability of these people.

"Lao Zhang is right, this white turban bandit can't be reduced for a while, we need Lord Fu Yin to preside over the overall situation, but if the name is not right, it will not be good! You are willing to go to the book with me!" Another member of the staff smashed the cup on the ground and shouted loudly.

"Yes, if the governor of government affairs and military affairs were in charge of the city defense, I am afraid that the white turban thieves outside the city would have been repelled long ago!"

Familiar with military affairs? Daoist Li tilted the two fat hula hoops on Fu Yin's belly, and the one in front of him was afraid that he would gasp for breath if he took a few more steps, what kind of cooking method is this, roasted or fried?

The original henchmen, the cultivated protégés, the ones who are now benefited, and those who are persecuted by Lao Wang, more and more people have begun to speak, and even a few nobles can't help but speak, there is no way, whoever asks the family to send land and grain to reduce taxes will be sent to the sister-in-law.

Only a few wise people felt that it was not very reliable to let this Fu Yin, who was only a qualified bureaucrat, defend against the bandits, but they also kept silent, why? This was clearly planned by Fu Yin, and to be honest, he was afraid of retaliation.

"No, no, no, how can this official dare to take on this heavy responsibility, everyone will put me on the fire to roast it......" Fu Yin hurriedly said in fear, waving his hand again and again, life is really like a play, it all depends on acting skills, this guy is soaring again.

However, these people have intentionally or unintentionally ignored a point, there is still a candidate for the previous hand-picked in front of them, but with Lao Wang not waking up once in ten days and half a month, his influence is constantly weakening, and as long as the wood is already in the boat, what can he do with this old guy, it would be good if the court did not pursue him for his ineffective suppression.

Daoist Li snorted boredly, it seems that this ancient election official is similar to the modern draft, the gold owner is determined, fans pull votes, play emotional cards, and after a set of processes, the champion will be released.

Fu Yin showed a smug expression, glanced at the Taoist next to him, as if to say, he has won!

Who knew that Shi pursed his lips and motioned him to look forward with his eyes, and sure enough, Yongningbo, Fenghou and other more than a dozen national surnames sat at the table playfully, without saying a word, as if they were silently protesting.

The beads of sweat on Fu Yin's forehead fell suddenly, if these genuine nobles are all opposed, then this move is an absolutely political wrong incident, in front of the face of the old Zhu family, he promoted himself, what do you mean, what do you think about the imperial court, and what do you think about our Zhu family?

However, he had already bribed several nobles with generous gifts, and the promised conditions would make them very profitable after the war, so why didn't they support him? He swept his eyes several times at the few who had patted his chest and promised, and these people either bowed their heads or dodged their eyes, and in short, none of them looked at him.

Ghosts!

There are so big ghosts!

He subconsciously looked at Daoist Li, and then he remembered that the person in front of him was also acting very strangely today, and he came from the west of the city, isn't Yongningbo's mansion also in the west of the city?

The Taoist priest was still eating nonsense, as if the things in front of him had nothing to do with him, not paying attention, not participating, and not interested.

The second rule of the office - never be complacent before the dust settles, the situation is likely to be reversed!

Many people have noticed this strange phenomenon, and the noise is getting smaller and smaller, and one of them secretly kicked the old man who was going to give away the twins, and the old man was just about to take out the prepared prestige props - the Book of the People, on which there were various names written in blood, as well as a sacrificial text, as if the people were crying and shouting for the promotion of Fu Yin, and the sky was about to fall if he was not promoted.

In fact, this thing is just like the umbrella of the people, basically only appears in the play, the reason is very simple, the illiteracy rate in ancient times has always been above 90%, and I don't know a few big characters, let alone write.

The smile of the handsome old man Yongningbo gradually faded, and he said calmly: "Lord Fu Yin, are you preparing to rebel?"

"No, no, uncle, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding-" Most of the fat people are hot, and Fu Yin now fully understands what it means to be sweaty, ice and fire.

"I ask you, is this an attempt to rebel?"

"Uncle, uncle, this is all the meaning of the people below, the official is completely unaware, confused for a while, confused for a while!"

"This is the letter that Lord Wang handed me before he fell unconscious, you can take a look," Yongningbo nodded to Fenghou in the back, and the other party took out five or six letters and documents from his arms, with Lao Wang's handwriting on them, and some spoke in the tone of a white turban thief, to the effect that he found the news that someone in Luodu wanted to join the white turban thief through the intelligence system of the six doors, and after various investigations and evidence collection, this person is very similar to Fu Yin, but it cannot be completely confirmed.

But one of the letters said that if something happened to him, and Fu Yin was impatient to become the governor of Jiangnan, it would be certain, because the envelope of a white turban thief intercepted said that he would help the 'governor of Jiangnan' take office, and at that time, the Jiangnan defense line would be in his hands, and the great cause could be expected.

"No, it's impossible!" Fu Yin immediately changed color, no matter which dynasty, no matter how powerful the official, once two things are involved, it will inevitably be impossible to retreat, one is rebellion, the other is rebellion, the former is to come by himself, and the latter is to come with others.

But God be merciful, he really never had this idea.

"The news of the white turban thief can't be confirmed yet, but the handwriting of Lord Wang, many people should have seen it, and it is also stamped with the adult's private seal, this can't be fake!" Yongningbo said with a cold face.

The people who were shouting just now are shaking their legs and plotting rebellion! How many heads do you have to cut off!? I can't be considered a colleague of this guy, uh--although I am indeed a colleague, but I am definitely not a colleague in this regard!!

Fu Yin was in a big mess, and shouted again and again: "This is impossible! This official will never do such a thing!" and hurried to the front of Yongning Bo, and whispered: "My lord, the thing that this official promised will be done immediately after I go back, and I will definitely do my best to ......."

"You're talking about dogs, the blessing of the Taoist chief, he has been rescued," Yongning Bo raised the corners of his mouth, and then pointed to the door, only to see a familiar face mixed in with the guards, although his face was a little pale, but his hands and feet were sound, it was the fourth son, his favorite youngest son.

Fu Yin looked at Daoist Li with an incredulous face, and the Taoist squeezed out a pure smile, if Daoist didn't cross, maybe he would be able to climb to the position of the office director now, and you are still a little short of Taoism.

Why Yongningbo would support an official he obviously disliked at the moment of Lao Wang's weakness was incomprehensible to the Taoist priest, because the relationship between the two should be regarded as the kind of sworn friend in the description of his subordinates and colleagues, and this uncle's reputation is good, not like someone who can be bribed.

If it wasn't bribed, then there was a handle on the opponent? The Taoist priest inquired about what had happened recently, and only one of the most striking was that the fourth son of this uncle died in the battle of the white turban thief, but when he inquired about the officers and soldiers who had participated in the war together, some people saw that the four sons did not die, but were captured by the other party, that is, they became prisoners of the white turban thief.

The reason is actually obvious, what kind of character is Lao Wang? Although he often loses pots and digs pits from time to time, he is a standard minister of the DPRK and China, even if the other party is a friend for many years, it is impossible for him to negotiate with the thief in order to save his son, or even agree to any humiliating conditions.

And Fu Yin only knew about this, so he was sure that the other party would stand in his camp, or at least not help each other.

But the Taoist priest is different, he has no discipline on the surface, and he actually has no discipline in his heart, just talk about it, how big it is, even if this captive is noble, but no matter how expensive it is, how expensive is it more than a thousand Tiger Floating Tu armor and five white turban mages at the level of a small leader?

The deal was so happily concluded!

Yongningbo so happily agreed to frame the other party with the Taoist priest.

If you want to deal with a big bureaucrat, especially in ancient times, the best way is not to go through great trouble and find out the evidence that he accepted bribes, but to directly put a big pot of rebellion on the other party's head, which is simple, fast, efficient, and labor-saving.

Yongningbo continued to clap his palms, and a person was pulled up, but it was Lao Wang's former personal staff Jianting, unkempt and tied up by ropes.

"Tell me what you know. ”

"Lord Wang actually had signs of discomfort in his body long before he fainted, the short was a cup of tea, the long one was a stick of incense, and he would fall into a coma, only I knew about it, and my lord didn't let me tell anyone, but this situation was getting more and more serious, I gradually had other thoughts, and quietly told Fu Yin, and then there was the next thing. ”

"Later, when I became the other party's confidant, I learned that this medicine turned out to be in the adult's usual meal, and it was he who harmed Lord Wang......"

"You talk nonsense!" Fu Yin's color immediately changed, and he shouted: "This official did learn about Lord Wang's physical condition from you, but he has never given poison! Not to mention the internal response of the Lotus Sect! Someone has wronged him, and someone has planted it!!"

"Do you mind if we search your home?" said Daoist Li.

"Yes, but the official asks to accompany him personally, otherwise how do I know which of you has put something in my room, and if not, then the official is wronged and innocent, and someone is trying to frame Zhongliang!"

The keys locked in his room have always been kept close to him, and occasionally handed over to those close to him, all the entrances and exits are locked, the doors and windows are sealed, and there is a nursing home to guard him at all times, and no thief will be able to enter without being discovered.

"Great idea!" said Daoist Li.

"All of you here should also go and see, there is a way where hearing is false, and seeing is believing. ”

Everyone left their seats, and at this time, whether it was to find out the truth or stand in line, they all followed in one go.

And half an hour later, Fu Yin looked at the Wufeng sachet tied to the foot of his bed with a pale face, not the sachet, but the thing inside after the sachet was torn open - a letter corresponding with the white towel thief.

Daoist Li patted the other party's shoulder affectionately, leaned on his ear and said-

"Do you know that the same move can't be used a second time in front of our Taoist practitioners. ”

"The same ugly girl, Daoye, I won't be scared a second time. ”

"By the way, Mrs. Zun is really a virtuous helper!"

(Look slowly, don't worry, it's impossible for the bug to explain all the clues and reasons in one chapter, and this book is basically unlikely to abuse the master, and even if it's a slap in the face, there must be a process of reaching out) (To be continued.) )