Lang Jun is coming

After the absurdity, Meng Ruanqing regained consciousness, not knowing how to face Chen Juncong.I can't wait to shrink myself into the quilt.

As a sensible scholar, he knew that his behavior just now was very rascal.He was the one who teased, and in the end he was the one who called people "asshole" in a crying voice.

It was a cold autumn night, and in the darkness, Chen Juncong felt that Meng Ruanqing was hiding under the quilt more and more, fearing that he would catch a cold, so he sighed and pulled him out, only his head was exposed, and the rest was tucked in the quilt Hold on tight.

"What are you hiding from?"

Both of them wore clean underwear, and were dry and comfortable by their respective heat.Meng Ruanqing's face was still hot, and she really didn't want to think about the experience just now, but she also let the other party hug her.

"When I came from the capital, many people believed in the rumors of the drought, and the old party took advantage of the trend to relegate the new party."

At first, Meng Ruanqing just wanted to relieve her embarrassment, but when she thought of the situation in the capital, she gradually became really worried and said in a muffled voice: "You went to Shunchang earlier, maybe you didn't know it. Yuguan was lost, and Liang Dousi and Zhu He transported grain and grass He was attacked and killed by Da Xingren, and the officials fell ill because of the anger and excessive worry in their daily lives."

Everyone thought that the official family would get better soon, after all, it was in its prime, and the crown prince was only seven years old.But this one seemed to take away all the spirit of the official family, and it was not good.In the past, his body was weak, but now he can't stand the cold.

Some time ago, it was hot summer, and the official family felt better, and suddenly wanted to find someone to discuss the new book, so they ordered Mei Yanyu to sit in Wende Hall.In the season when you can sweat all over while sitting still, because the official family can't stand the cold, there is not a single piece of ice in the huge Wende Hall.Poor Scholar Mei is an old bone, and almost confessed to Wende Hall.When he came out, the back of his official uniform was soaked in sweat.

Now that it's autumn again, you don't need to think about it to know that the official family must have moved to the Nuan Pavilion for approval.

Hearing that Yuguan was lost, Chen Juncong was also shocked, but Meng Ruanqing couldn't see it in the dark night.

Even old and young women and children know the importance of Yuguan to the Heng Dynasty, and Chen Juncong naturally knows it too.The big business is approaching, and the struggle between the old and the new party is a time of internal and external troubles.Each of them stood on the cusp of the storm, and they all capsized if they were not careful.

"Yuguan has always been heavily guarded, and it is a natural barrier. Even if the border guards are useless, they can still be dragged into the big line for a year. Lost so soon, there must be something strange."

Chen Juncong quickly sorted out the doubts. Before he could figure it out, he heard Meng Ruanqing say: "Brother Weisong and Brother Jianzhang have gone to the border. Compared to these, I am more worried about the officials."

The new party can gain more and more power, and the biggest backer behind it is the officials.Now the official family is sick, and the old party is rising day by day, just around the corner.Drought rumors can be seen.And rumors are the worst to deal with.Someone once suggested that the government should strictly arrest those who spread rumors, regardless of how the government expressed its position, but Zhang Wenyu, the minister of Dali Temple, refused to do so.Sometimes, the more you cover your mouth, the more rebellious and suspicious people will be aroused.But if you don't do anything, it's no different from getting caught with nothing.

"When we get to the capital, we will join forces with Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice to find out who is behind it."

Chen Juncong had an idea in his mind, and gently kissed Meng Ruanqing's temple on the ear, but his voice was cold, "Zhang Wenyu must have extraordinary ability to manage Dali Temple. Although Pei Lian is at odds with him on the surface, he is actually a child." The quarrels at the time are nothing, but they are more friendly than other officials' children. For Pei Lian's sake, he will always investigate with all his heart."

So far, everything he said matches what Meng Ruanqing thought, until the last sentence.

"Once the person behind it is found out, we will unite with the letter of resignation from the third boss."

"Resign?"

In the first half of the night, he was tossing a lot, and he was already sleepy.Hearing the word "resignation", Meng Ruanqing suddenly became more energetic, and repeated it in surprise.Seeing that Chen Juncong had no intention of changing his words, he spit out four words after a little thought.

"Retreat to advance!"

After finally implementing the restructuring, how could it be possible for the foolish real resignation to fulfill the expectations of the old party?Even if they really wanted to resign, the officials would be the first to disagree.

It is not the new party that most hopes that the new system will be implemented, but the officials.Water can carry a boat and capsize it.The people's life is better, and the throne of the Yan family is secure.The life of the people is hard, and the officials can't wait to be a benevolent king when they sleep.

If they want to retire, the officials will inevitably severely punish those who spread rumors in order not to let themselves fall into a weak position.In order to appease the new party, they will treat the new party even more than before.Correspondingly, the old party will be suppressed even more ruthlessly, which is the so-called advance in order to retreat.

The next day, the carriage was already waiting outside the courtyard.When it was high in the sun, the coachman couldn't help but sent someone to knock on the door to urge Meng Ruanqing to put on his clothes and wash in a hurry.Even the belt that usually needs to be buckled with copper coins hastily tied twice.He still didn't forget to blame Chen Juncong for being too indulgent, which caused him to have a sore back and had to ride in a carriage.

Chen Juncong listened to them one by one, then took the square scarf on the table and smoothed his sideburns and put them on.

The two are already 26 and seven, and they are about to stand up, but they always feel that the first time they met was a few days ago.The young man in fresh clothes and angry horse has drifted away from them unknowingly.

Jinming and Yeyu met each other, listened to the roll call in the Chongzheng Hall, played polo in the Nanyu Garden, and enjoyed the spring scenery in the Fufeng Tower...

Each of the piles makes people sigh that the world is unpredictable and the fate is mysterious.

Meng Ruanqing kissed the corner of Chen Juncong's mouth with his head raised, and said with a smile: "When I came to Ningzhou, I passed by Jiangnan. Wu Shunqin, the prefect, wanted to entertain me, but he was in a hurry and declined. It's a pity to think about it now. After we resigned Then go back to the south of the Yangtze River."

Chen Juncong replied without hesitation, "Okay."

Until the carriage carried Meng Ruanqing far away, Chen Juncong was still standing on the official road looking at the place where the rut disappeared.

In fact, he was born in Shunchang, a northerner.Certainly not able to get used to the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River and the difficult dialect.But as long as Meng Ruanqing is around, he feels that everything is just right, even the house with the white walls of Daiwa is a sight to behold.

In the afternoon of the same day, Chen Juncong, regardless of Hu Zaixue, was still lying on the bed mourning for the board marks on his buttocks, so he was picked up to go to the location of the two granaries in Ningzhou.

According to the account book and the letter Hu Zaixue submitted to the government last year, Guangping Cang and Changji Cang should each have [-] shi of grain in storage.However, in front of Hu Zaixue, Chen Juncong had someone scrape out every grain of rice in the granary, but the total was only [-] shi, a full [-] shi was missing.

With his back to the empty granary, Chen Juncong picked up a handful of grain in a sack, and found that it was new grain, not old grain, but his expression did not soften.

"Not to mention where the missing [-] shi went, Hu Zhizhou will first talk about why the people have no food to fill their stomachs due to the flood."

Hu Zaixue used the most courage in his life on the word "color".But when it comes to Wushamao, he dare not disobey the edict.Kneeling tremblingly, but because he touched his buttocks, he wailed and said, "My lord, all the forty thousand stones have already been used to help the refugees."

"Hu Zaixue, you are not good at telling lies." Chen Juncong's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly became angry, throwing the official's edict on the other party's face, "You thought you closed the city gate to hide the truth, but there are countless refugees. They fled quite a lot to the surrounding prefectures. It is Wu Shunqin, the magistrate of Jiangnan, who joined you!"

His sight was suddenly blocked by the paper, and his face turned pale with the official signature. He was about to scold Wu Shunqin for framing him when his words suddenly choked up.

He is the magistrate of Ningzhou, which households are not clear?Wu Shunqin, who lives in the south of the Yangtze River, is the descendant of the old general Wu Cen of Ningzhou, which is a hereditary title.Even if the Wu family has fallen, Wu Shunqin is still just a bastard.There is nothing he can offend.

The argument was irrefutable, Hu Zaixue looked pale and speechless.

On the way back, Wang Ping didn't understand why Chen Juncong didn't find out where the missing forty thousand shi of grain went.

It was only after he persisted in questioning behind the man that Chen Juncong said something without beginning or end.

"There is no such thing as [-] shi of grain."

Wang Ping was even more confused.Just as he was scratching his head in puzzlement, he realized that Fushi Chen was wearing long trousers with ink-colored treasure patterns today, and he looked very imposing.It's a pity that it was a bit ruined on the palace belt around the waist.

"Hiss, Fushi Chen's belt..."

Chen Juncong, who was still thinking about how to interrogate Hu Zaixue, was taken aback for a moment, and followed Wang Ping's gaze to look down.Seeing that the white palace sash around her waist was very inconsistent, she suddenly smiled helplessly with anger on her face.

It must be that Meng Ruanqing took the wrong palace sash when he was in a hurry to get dressed, which caused him to tie it wrong too.

Picking up the jade pendant under the palace sash with his fingertips, Chen Juncong had the idea of ​​examining Hu Zaixue.

In the evening, Wang Ping led someone to kick open the door of Tongju Lu Ziming's house.The whole family was having dinner, and the angry Master Lu slapped the table and yelled.

"Do you know who my ancestor is?!"

Wang Ping threw the sick and weak Lu Ziming to his subordinates behind him, grabbed a plum on the table, chewed the pulp, spit the core on Master Lu, clapped his hands and said, "Ningzhou is so big, who doesn't have a famous ancestor? Even if the Lu family has the merits of being a dragon, I have to take your son away."

Master Lu was so angry that he almost fainted but had no choice but to watch his parents and children being taken away.

When the people brought it, Chen Juncong didn't know how many times he had read the papers on Ningzhou's government affairs. The granary has an extra [-] shi to store grain out of thin air."

Lu Ziming was still as calm as he was when we first met, with a warm smile, "I don't understand what the deputy envoy is saying."

At first glance, it is a stubble.

Of course, Chen Juncong didn't want to gnaw hard bones.He mentioned Hu Zaixue again, and said something like "Lu Ziming has confessed to it", and within half an hour, Hu Zaixue cried bitterly and begged for mercy and was put in custody.

In the end, the guards who assisted them in closing the city gate were taken into custody and prepared to be taken back to the capital for questioning.When Wang Ping got the confession, he couldn't help cursing.

"Goddamned dog official! He overreported the grain storage, and forced the people to borrow the money from the government to buy grain seeds. When the floods hit, he kept the grain and kept raising the price maliciously!"

By then they were already on their way back to the capital.After the trip to Ningzhou was over, Chen Juncong's mood was not relaxed, but even heavier.

It can be found that the [-] shi grain does not exist at all, because he and Meng Ruanqing thought a lot more, checked the amount of grain and silver in Ningzhou, and found that according to the account books, all the harvests were far from reaching the granary on the account book.Hu Zaixue only thought of the most direct account book of the granary, and never thought that there would be grain money.

The food and silver were originally drafted by the three departments. In order to increase the harvest of the people, there is no need to sell the fields to others for a bite.As a result, it was placed in the local state capital, but there was a decision at the top and countermeasures at the bottom, and it completely became the knife used by Hu Zaixue and Lu Ziming to persecute the people.

As soon as the restructuring edict came, Hu Zaixue naturally did not dare to violate the official's will.I am also afraid that the reform will have little effect and be blamed.They forced the people to borrow food and money, and if it was not enough, they lied about the food storage.

That's how many [-] stones came out.

Wang Ping didn't wink any more, and knew that Fushi Chen was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to talk to him along the way.Then I thought that when Deputy Envoy Meng was around, Deputy Envoy Chen laughed more, and it was easier to talk than usual.

When we arrived in the capital, it would be nice to see Deputy Envoy Meng.

Wang Ping thought indifferently.But he never expected that the only thing Chen Fushi left in the capital was shocking news.

As soon as the carriage entered the city, Chen Juncong was called into the palace to return to his command.I don't know if it was his delusion, the officials and those colleagues even brought Xiao Liu'er to look at him with strange eyes.Hesitant to speak.

"The rest, Yizhi must have already told Mr. Zhang."

He handed over Hu Zaixue's confession and hostages to Dali Temple, remembering that Meng Ruanqing had returned to Beijing to return to his command a few days ago, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Wenyu paused his hand following the document, and instead of complaining as usual, he suddenly called out in a low voice, "Fushi Chen..."

"how?"

Chen Juncong rolled up his sleeves and waited for him to finish.But seeing the other party's eyes dodge, he hesitated for a while, and almost fled in despair.

An inexplicable uneasiness surged in my heart, and when I left the palace gate, Chen Juncong ordered the coachman.

"Go to Mengfu."

The wooden axle creaked and ran over the bluestone bricks, the street outside was noisy, and Chen Juncong's heart was in a mess.During the turbulence, he urged the driver three or four times.When the carriage finally stopped, he just bowed and lifted the curtain, and what came into his eyes was endless crying and plain white.

His head roared and he was dizzy, Chen Juncong didn't know how he got out of the carriage, his feet didn't seem to obey, he just looked ahead, grabbed an old servant who was kneeling on the ground and asked: "Who are you doing this for? "

This old servant is the housekeeper of the Meng Mansion, he was terrified of being grabbed by the collar at first, and when he saw that it was Chen Juncong, his crying was even more miserable.

"Master Chen will avenge my Patriarch!"

However, Chen Juncong didn't seem to hear it, and kept asking: "Who are you crying for?"

There is only one owner of the Meng Mansion, and none of the tribe is in the capital.The answer was obvious, but his face was as pale as paper, and he kept asking.

"Yes...it's my Patriarch..."

The butler cried sadly and said intermittently.

Back and forth, Chen Juncong seemed to have just regained his sanity, pushed the butler violently, and shouted, "You are talking nonsense!"

Obviously he was the one who pushed, but the butler didn't move at all, but he staggered back a few steps. When he turned around, his eyes fell on a coffin in the main hall. When it comes to the name, I just feel that the world is upside down.

The paper money somewhere was covered by the wind and covered his eyes, Chen Juncong clenched his teeth, his whole body fell into a cellar of ice, his eyes were red and he shouted sharply: "Fake, it's all fake!"

He took several steps back, his feet stumbled on the threshold and he was about to fall backwards. All he could hear were panic cries. Chen Juncong stared at the tablet, panic surged up together with heartbreak, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.