Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

After the meeting, officials from the Ministry of Industry were quickly mobilized to go to the south to investigate the situation and collect data for the later design and construction of the large army.

A group of people were busy with their feet off the ground, and the Minister of Industry was quite happy.

Can you not be happy that you are finally alive?

Although it is one of the six ministries, their Ministry of Industry has always been lower than the other five ministries. He himself is also a marginal figure among the officials and has little say.

Unless the royal family has to carry out large-scale construction projects and build this palace and that building, few people usually remember them.

I thought back when I entered the Ministry of Industry full of enthusiasm and wanted to show off my talents, but I didn't expect that all the projects built were different from what I imagined.

The Minister of Industry can guarantee that no one in the world is more familiar with the internal structure of various pavilions, palaces and mansions than he is.He can polish those things to perfection, but this rare large-scale water conservancy is a bit unwieldy.

But at the same time, he felt an unprecedented challenge approaching him, and his childhood ambition gradually emerged clearly in his mind.

He will not let down the man who is determined to become Da'an's top craftsman again.

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It was a normal day. After attending court, Ling Liang rode back to the Cui Mansion. He handed the horse to Butler Fu outside the door and raised his legs to go in.

"My lord, my lord, save me!"

Suddenly, a person ran past the crowd on the bustling street in front of Cui Mansion, shouting for help, but was stopped by the guards who reacted in time.

"You are so bold that you dare to rush into the prince, do you know your guilt?" Butler Fu, who had not yet left, asked sternly with a straight face.

"The civilian woman knows her crime!"

The man's clothes were in tatters and dirty, his hair was knotted, and there were patches of dust on his face. He looked indistinguishable from male to female. It wasn't until the man opened his mouth that the housekeeper realized that he was a woman.

But a woman can't hold on to his prince. There are people coming and going on the street, and the prince's reputation is gone!

Butler Fu's tone softened a bit, "Now that you've admitted your guilt, why don't you retreat quickly?"

The woman only stared at the hem of King Zhong's clothes. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, she knew that things were promising.

She relaxed a little and knelt down on the ground, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It is a common woman who has a huge grievance to complain, so she had no choice but to take this step."

"If you have any grievances, you should go to the Yamen or Dali Temple. How could you come to me?"

Ling Liang was also a little puzzled.

"Replying to your lord, the women are foreigners. The Dali Temple in the capital asked the women to go back to their hometown to complain. They scolded them and kicked them out. But your lord, if the women could complain in their hometown, why would they come all the way? Come to the capital?"

The woman covered her face with her hands and cried sadly.

"Get up and talk."

Ling Liang signaled the guards to help him up.

"The common woman thanked the prince." The woman lowered her head and said in fear.

Ling Liang asked her: "Who do you want to sue? What's the matter?"

"Mr. Yan Zhao, a citizen woman, wants to sue Sun Daquan, the prefect of Qingzhou. He bullies men and dominates women, preys on the common people, corrupts and perverts the law, uses power for personal gain, and robs and robs women... The husband of a common woman cannot bear the humiliation of a common woman, so she starts a feud with an official. He got into a conflict and was thrown into prison. My lord, please, please save him!"

The woman was playing a little trick here, deliberately listing the serious crimes first, and then her own grievances.

In fact, she didn't know who Sun Daquan was colluding with or how much he was greedy for.

It's just a big banner and a tiger skin, just to attract the attention of King Zhong.

But being greedy for money is inevitable. Like many ordinary people who imagined that the emperor used gold hoes to hoe the ground, Yan Zhao thought that the amount of money collected by Sun Daquan should be several hundred taels, and she could not imagine more.

Sun Daquan, the prefect of Qingzhou...this name sounds familiar.

Ling Liang thought carefully for a long time and remembered, isn't this person the owner of Sun Ji Trading Company who bought an official position from the prince?

It cost...yes, 38 taels of silver.

After the fall of the prince, almost all those who relied on him to become officials through special means were dismissed from their official positions. Unexpectedly, there were still fish that slipped through the net.

Ling Liang felt that he had neglected his duty.

He looked at Mrs. Yan Zhao guiltily, "I will definitely seek justice for you in this matter. Madam Yan, please come into the house and tell me your grievances in detail."

Mrs. Yan Zhao came to the capital from Qingzhou and spent all her family savings in prison, so she had to walk all the way.

In order to prevent gangsters from following her, she smeared plaster on her face to hide her appearance. On the way, she encountered people who approached her and asked to go with her, which made her even more distracted.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and she, a weak woman, arrived in the capital.

She thought that all the hardships would come to an end, but Dali Temple's ruthless reply hit her head-on. She was dizzy and almost fell down.

Later, a small official secretly pointed out a clear path to her and asked her to try to find the Prince Regent.

In the past few days, she had been wandering around the Cui Mansion during the day and staying at the cheapest hotel at night. There were all kinds of guests there, so she had to continue to hide her face.

Fortunately, we intercepted someone today.

Hearing the regent's assurance at this moment, physical exhaustion and the grief accumulated in her heart over the past few days surged up together. Yan Zhao lost strength and fell to the ground softly.

Two clever maids came out of Cui's house and stepped forward to help her up.

Mrs. Yan Zhao choked with sobs, "Your Majesty is so kind and virtuous, and the women of the country are extremely grateful. I would like to tie a grass ring with your husband and recite sutras and pray for you every day to repay your kindness..."

He also suppressed his shyness and said: "If the prince is of any use in the future, my husband and I will not refuse and will be at your disposal!"

In fact, why do people like the prince need their help?

After Mrs. Yan Zhao finished speaking, her face was burning and she was very embarrassed.

Ling Liang smiled and said from the bottom of his heart: "Mrs. Yan's words are serious, but I would like to thank you on behalf of the people of Qingzhou. Your perseverance and courage make me admire you very much."

Qingzhou is so far away that even a young man would not dare to travel alone, let alone a woman like her.

I don’t know how many difficulties I had to overcome before I stood in front of him.

Ling Liang sighed slightly.

Mrs. Yan Zhao couldn't help but look up.

She was eager to save her husband before and kept in mind the little messenger's instructions not to look directly at the prince. Now she relaxed and finally saw the regent clearly——

But I saw that this man was tall and tall, with a handsome appearance and a noble and elegant temperament. He was wearing an indigo brocade robe and a gilt silver crown neatly tied up with green silk. A black band with auspicious cloud patterns on the edge of the silver silk outlined his slim waist. Pure-colored jasper hangs above it.

He doesn't look like a war-god general who has been on the battlefield for a long time and is brave and skilled in battle, but he is consistent with his original identity, the son of a noble family.

Mrs. Yan Zhao didn't dare to look any further and quickly lowered her head.

After entering the mansion, Ling Liang asked someone to take her to bathe and freshen up.

After finishing her grooming, Mrs. Yan Zhao convinced a group of people who originally questioned the vision of the Qingzhou magistrate.

She has beautiful eyebrows, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and is so fragile that she looks so charming.

Such a beauty, no wonder the prefect wanted to snatch her away.