Lao Zhu was most afraid of hearing the words "the common people are roaming the countryside".
As long as it is verified, it is basically a dead word.
What's more, the candidates who participated in the general examination jointly filed a complaint.
The more Lu Zhongheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. A thick layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He muttered to himself: "This little King of Hell is too cruel. He must have complained to him from the Henan Official Tooth Bureau. I just used his carriage in vain." If it's not broken, how can you instigate people to sue me? It's over now."
Oh no, he's not done yet.
Since Hu Weiyong asked people to tell him this, he must be trying to save him.
Now there is no other way but to ask Hu Weiyong.
Lu Zhongheng went to Hu Weiyong's house and talked for half an hour before coming out.
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Lao Zhu originally planned to reward Lu Zhongheng in the court today for catching the bandits, but yesterday he received a joint letter from the judges.
Those officials were the most talented people selected from each state. Writing a letter of complaint was a piece of cake. And if you were angry that day, you would naturally have to use your real skills to scold them.
They said that Lu Zhongheng "relyed on God's favor to satisfy his selfish desires, and took advantage of his fame to harm the countryside."
Lao Zhu's mind was "buzzing" when he saw it. Those corrupt officials and evil wealthy people who persecuted him back then seemed to have transformed into Lu Zhongheng vividly on the page.
At this moment, he was sitting in the court hall, staring at Lu Zhongheng with murderous intent.
Lu Zhongheng fought with each other and hurriedly got out of the queue and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "I know I was wrong, and I beg the emperor to show mercy."
"Lu Zhongheng, you cowardly beast. If we don't kill you, you will be the emperor for nothing." Lao Zhu gritted his teeth and handed the report letter to the eunuch next to him, "Read it."
The civil servants' blood boiled with excitement when they heard it, and they all nodded: "What a literary talent." This year’s selection of candidates was okay.
The military attachés shook their heads secretly: Tsk, tsk, tsk, there is no hope. Everyone who heard it wanted to kill someone.
Zhu Bai laughed like a goose: after the car-lifting people arrived at Yingtian that day, he did say a few words to them.
After all, these people may become parents and officials in the future, and he wants to test whether they have the courage and ideas to fight against power and uphold justice for democracy. So I told them that writing a royal writ was the fastest and most effective way.
He can help them bring them into the palace and hand them over directly to the emperor. It will definitely not be intercepted.
Then the group of candidates discussed it for half a stick of incense, and the letter of complaint was written by Henan Chengxuan, who came first in the provincial examination.
It is indeed a brilliant literary talent and well-founded, worthy of being the Jieyuan of Henan.
Lao Zhu heard it, and before the eunuch finished reading, he slapped the armrest of the dragon chair and yelled at Lu Zhongheng: "Beast, do you have anything else to say?"
Lu Zhongheng's face turned pale and he kowtowed: "Wei Chen was wrong. I won't dare to do it again."
Ru Taisu walked out of the queue and raised his hands to Lao Zhu: "Your Majesty, although Lu Zhongheng is hateful, it is not appropriate to kill him just after he has done something good in arresting the thief."
Lao Zhu calmed down. Yes, we were the ones who asked him to come back to receive the merit. It seems to have gone astray.
Zhu Biao was also afraid that Lao Zhu would kill someone, so he hurriedly went out and said: "Father, the Holy Ming, I think that the master in the mainland has made meritorious service. This time, his merits and demerits will be equal to each other, and he will not be rewarded or punished, so that he can go back and continue to arrest the thieves and make meritorious deeds." The imperial court is the best for the people."
Lao Zhu narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Zhongheng: "Biao'er has come out to plead for you, so it's hard for us to kill you. Since I don't kill you, it will hurt you and delay your ability to catch the thief, so it's hard to beat you. But no. Punishing you is not enough to make the people angry, you can tell yourself what to do."
Wasn't Lao Zhu just handing Lawrence Lu a knife and asking him to cut his own flesh?
So cruel, I like it.
It's best to set an example. I'll see who dares to take advantage of Guanya Bureau's "passenger transportation" in the future.
Zhu Bai looked at Lu Zhongheng with interest and waited for his answer.
Lu Zhongheng said: "I am stupid."
This guy is so careless that he even came to our shop and called himself "Ben Hou". He doesn't even pay attention to me and Lao Twelve.
One or two of these generals are like this. As soon as life becomes comfortable, they start to be arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, making the following mistakes.
If we don't take proper measures, won't these people go to heaven when Zhu Biao comes to power?
Lao Zhu said: "You don't like to call yourself 'this Marquis, this Marquis'. Let's just remove your title. This will prevent you from forgetting your origins in the future."
Lu Zhongheng was very ashamed after hearing this: his father was originally a farmer, but his hometown was plundered by rebels, and his parents and brothers all starved to death. He had no way to make a living, so he followed Lao Zhu in rebellion.
Unexpectedly, one day he also became a "rogue soldier" who robbed people and things.
Lu Zhongheng now lost his title and became an ordinary third-grade military attache. Then he went back in despair to catch the bandits.
Everyone clapped their hands and cheered, and some people wrote articles praising Lao Zhu's wisdom and martial arts, which were recited in the streets and alleys.
After hearing this, Zhu Bai couldn't help but sigh: Tsk, tsk, tsk, these literati are really good at flattering.
The person who wrote this article couldn't be Ouyang Lun.
Then I asked, and sure enough...
This guy's literary talent is really good, but it's a pity that he is too spineless.
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When Lao Zhu saw Zhu Bai repairing the "Juren Inn", he asked him to build the examination room for the examination.
Zhu Bai immediately protested: "My son is an outsider and it's not easy to interfere."
The inn is his business, and he is willing to spend the cost to repair it because he can make money and gain profits.
The construction of examination rooms and other matters should be jointly handled by the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Ministry of Etiquette, and the Ministry of Industry, and it has nothing to do with him.
Lao Zhu sneered: "When you were making money from candidates, you didn't mention yourself as an outsider. You want to eat food but don't want to fertilize. How can it be such a good thing?"
Zhu Bai pursed his lips.
Lao Zhu glanced at him and said: "At most, I will give you an extra piece of homestead land. You can choose the location. I guess your 'Juren Inn' will definitely need to be expanded."
Zhu Bai then said: "That's okay. I have no choice but to accept it."
Then Zhu Bai decided to put a lot of thought into designing the examination room and made a special trip to Wu Bozong to discuss it.
After all, this examination room may continue to be used in the future.
Candidates have to stay there for several days, eating, drinking, sleeping and writing articles, and are not allowed to leave the examination room.
In the end, it was discovered that it was impossible to design small cubicles indoors.
After all, there were more than a thousand people this time, and there may definitely be more next time.
Unless several halls like those in the palace are built.
But in that case, the cost would be too high and it would waste people and money.
Moreover, it is only used for a few days in three years and requires management and maintenance.
After much deliberation, the previous "room number" is the most economical and reasonable.
Moreover, the door cannot be used and cannot be too big, otherwise it is easy to hide snakes, insects, rats, ants or criminals.
There are three blue brick walls, with a wooden grille eaves on the top, and the roof is covered with black tiles.
It is six feet long and three feet wide, with wooden boards built against the wall so that people can lie down and sleep.
Make a wooden board at the entrance that is fixed on one side and can be lifted on the other side to use as a table.
He showed the drawing to Lao Zhu, who immediately rejected it.
