Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

To combat corruption, in addition to removing these moths from Da'an's body, more importantly, it must serve as a warning.

But this does not mean that the treatment of corruption must be "one size fits all" and force everyone to be punished according to their crimes regardless of the actual situation.

When things go to the extreme, they will turn back, and when they are stripped to the extreme, they will fall back again. A founding emperor named Zhu had long used his iron-blooded skills to demonstrate to future generations what bottoming out meant.

For some officials who committed relatively small amounts of money, putting only dozens or even hundreds of taels of silver into their pockets every year, Ling Liang advocated small punishments and big warnings in various places, and lightly punished them.

Murong Huaijin didn't understand what he meant, "Why is King Zhong like this?"

Ling Liang put down the letter he had just read and answered his questions in a leisurely manner: "Your Majesty, when the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when people are careful, there will be no disciples. Don't be too harsh in dealing with others. It should be noted that perfect people do not exist. , There are very few officials with clean sleeves."

"If no one is allowed to let go after getting to the bottom of it, Da'an will probably fall into the embarrassing situation of having no official available."

"As the emperor of Da'an, you naturally hope that the people below you will be hard-working, honest and honest."

"But Your Majesty, others have studied hard for ten years and won the gold medal, not only to display their ambitions, but also to improve their own conditions. You want the horse to run, but you also want the horse to stop eating grass. This kind of thing cannot be done. "

"Your Majesty may also say that they have a salary that is enough to maintain a glamorous appearance."

"But the entertainment between officials, the management of interpersonal relationships, and the food and drink of the whole family, how can these be separated from money? Their salary is not enough to cover the complicated expenses."

"And compared with the money they embezzled, the value of the effort these people put into their positions is higher. Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking frankly, the salaries Da'an pays its officials are really unreasonable."

Murong Huaijin frowned in thought, her expression a little complicated.

Ling Liang pushed the letter on the desk towards him, "Your Majesty may still be unconvinced, but... Wei Chen suggests that your Majesty read this letter first before speaking."

Murong Huaijin opened the letter. After a while, he lowered his head and remained motionless, silent.

The letter was sent from the northwest.

The governor, who was sent there to investigate corruption, detailed the situation in his letter.

He mentioned one person in particular in a very emotional tone.

This man is the magistrate of a county in the northwest, and he is nearly sixty years old.

Although they are generally located in the western region of Da'an, the southwest is better than the northwest. At least the land is still somewhat fertile, but the northwest is not so good. It is very barren and the people's lives are difficult.

This county magistrate has been an official for more than [-] years. He has always been conscientious and thrifty, but last year because his old father was ill, he had to be greedy for money.

Not much, just 19 taels of silver, an old hen, and four or five eggs.

This amount is less than a fraction of the corruption committed by high-ranking officials in wealthy areas. The key person, the county magistrate, secretly returned most of it this year.

After Murong Huaijin finished reading the letter, he felt as if his chest was clogged and swollen uncomfortably.

The salaries of officials at all levels are different, and the salaries of officials in different places are also different. The salaries in poor areas are pitifully small, so after opening a subject to obtain a scholarship, many successful candidates are overwhelmed and want to go to rich places.

Was the county magistrate's behavior wrong?

No doubt there is.

Can this kind of mistake be punished outside the law?

Murong Huaijin could not say the word "no".

Last question, has the county magistrate made any contribution to the area he is responsible for?

Of course, and lots of them.

When an official's contribution is far out of proportion to what he gets, the accusations from others from above become insignificant.

The world is not black and white.

Murong Huaijin leaned on the desk, put an arm under his head, and said in a dull voice, "I understand, I still have a lot to learn, and I still have a long way to go."

"General Cui, being the emperor is so tiring."

Perhaps even Murong Huaijin himself didn't realize that he had changed back to the title he used when they first met.

"But, you did a good job." Ling Liang said firmly: "Your Majesty, you will become the pride of Da'an."

Murong Huaijin slowly raised his head, "Yes, I will be the pride of Da'an, and I will also be..."

Your pride.

He looked out the window, his eyes blazing with fire, "I want my name, Yang Huaijin, to be left in the history books of future generations."

As summer arrives again, the flood relief works in southern rivers have taken shape.

More and more people were whispering in the little emperor's ears that the regent should return power to him.

After seeing Murong Huaijin's hesitant gaze several times, Ling Liang knew that it was time to retire after his success.

The ministers who had colluded with Sun Daquan in the imperial court were beheaded and resigned. Their experiences greatly touched others. Some elderly ministers chose to become officials and go home to retire.

The think tank that Murong Huaijin carefully cultivated has entered the court, and Ling Liang is also happy for him.

Now that the little emperor is handling government affairs well, the Taifu and others will also help him, so there is nothing for him to worry about.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, so it is better to leave as soon as possible to avoid hurting each other's feelings.

He went to the deposed prince.

Murong Yunian still looked careless and greeted him with a bright smile, "Oh, you are a rare visitor, why does the regent have time to come to my place?"

"Eh? No, I should ask, why did the regent come to my place? The Seventh Emperor hasn't brought you down yet?"

Ling Liang was not annoyed, and leaned against the door with a smile and asked him: "Your Highness, I have an enemy that I have hated for a long time. I want him to die without his body intact, so I came here to ask you for advice on how best to die for this person." ?”

"Hahaha……"

Murong Yunian smiled proudly, "Zixing, you should have asked me about this! If you want to make someone die so painfully that they will never want to come back to this world for the rest of their lives, then they must be cut in half!"

"Do you know? One of my men betrayed me before. He no longer wants to be a secret guard. Huh? Can you quit halfway after embarking on this road of no return? There is no such thing as cheap."

"I'll send someone to capture him... Oh, the scene during the execution was so miserable! I won't tell you the details for fear of scaring you."

Murong Yunian kept talking excitedly, but no one supported him.

When he realized something was wrong, he saw Ling Liang looking at him quietly with a very unfamiliar look.

His face twitched uncontrollably, "...the person you've hated for a long time doesn't mean me, does it?"

Ling Liang ignored him and only turned his head to look out the door. Immediately, several young eunuchs came in and led Murong Yunian out.

"No, you can't do this to me, Cui Zixing, you can't do this!"

Murong Yunian was so weak that he couldn't struggle, so he had to try his best to fight for his own life, "Have you forgotten, we studied together, we are classmates, and I also helped you teach the little emperor..."

He never had the chance to say the next words, because a little eunuch who was good at observing words and emotions covered his mouth and dragged him down like a dog to death with his companions.

In the evening, the guards came to report that the deposed prince had been secretly cut in half and his body was thrown into a mass grave.

Ling Liang smiled with satisfaction. He was leaving. A dangerous person like Murong Yunian could not stay.

Even though he seemed completely indifferent to the fact that he was under house arrest, this was just a disguise to paralyze others. The deposed prince had never stopped bribing palace officials in private to contact his old ministry to plan his escape.

With such a tenacious mind, to be honest, it was not unfair for Cui to lose to him in his previous life.

But now that the king has become the king and the enemy has lost, the situation has completely reversed. As the saying goes, the winds and rivers turn, the way of heaven reincarnates, and all the glory of Murong Yu's previous lives are all in the old emperor's calendar.