Shandong, Jinan Yiguan
"Welcome Master Lu to inspect Shandong, I have been waiting here for a long time!"
Bian Yuanbo, the chief envoy of Shandong, was full of joy. He and Shandong officials prepared dozens of banquets to welcome Fusitiqi, who had just arrived in Beizhen.
Lu Chaoyang was a little confused at this time, not only him, but also the two Beizhen Fusi Qianhu he brought this time.
When had the people of Jinyiwei ever enjoyed such treatment?
Their backer, Prince Qi, doesn’t have any friendship with Shandong officials!
People like them have always been regarded as losers by local officials and shunned. How could anyone welcome them as warmly as now.
The Jin Yiwei are not the governor and censor, they are the court eagle dogs!
"Master Bian, we are here to supervise the disaster relief work." Lu Chaoyang thought that these people did not understand the matter clearly, so he reminded vaguely.
What a joke! We are here to cause trouble, are you mistaken?
"Of course I know what Mr. Lu is doing here." Shandong Chief Minister Bian Yuanbo's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum. "Because of this, we should cooperate and encourage each other to complete the decentralization of the imperial court and reduce the disaster as soon as possible." Governance, we all have to work together!”
Lu Chaoyang: "?"
You old guy, how much water did the heavy rain in Shandong pour into your brain?
When did Jin Yiwei cooperate with local officials when handling a case?
"Come on, come on, Mr. Lu, take your seat first. If you don't come, we won't even dare to move our chopsticks." Bian Yuanbo's old book-like hand held Lu Chaoyang's arm, and he enthusiastically pulled him to the seat, saying to others He said, "What are you still doing? The brothers from Beizhen Fusi have come all the way to help us, why don't you welcome them quickly!"
Then, the chief envoy raised his wine glass and toasted to Lu Chaoyang: "Mr. Lu, thank you for coming here. I'd like to toast you first!"
Lu Chaoyang glanced at the dishes on the table, including nine-turn large intestine, braised sea cucumber with green onions, sweet and sour carp, braised prawns in oil... golden bottles of fine wine, just looking at them made him feel luxurious and expensive.
On the high platform, scantily clad dancers walked out one after another, dancing gracefully and beautifully, while the drums and zither rose.
He frowned slightly and looked at Bian Yuanbo: "Sir Bian, in the year of great disaster, it is somewhat over."
"It's not too much, it's not too much. Mr. Lu is a distinguished guest, and this is what it should be." Bian Yuanbo winked and said, "The people at the banquet are all our own, and no news will spread."
He thought that Lu Chaoyang said this because he was afraid of gossip.
Lu Chaoyang looked at the two Beizhen Fusi Qianhu who came with him again, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The two Qianhu were a little confused at this time. The people drinking with them were actually the inspector general and the capital commander of Shandong!
During the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu Gao, in order to prevent local officials from becoming too big, divided the administrative affairs department of the local system into the Chief Envoys Department, the Capital Command Department, and the Inspection Department. The General Military Organization of the People's Republic of China, the General Prosecutor's Office is the general judicial organization and the highest official in the province.
A second-rank commander in chief and a third-rank inspector were actually drinking with two fifth-rank Qianhu officials!
"By the way, bring over the gift I prepared for Mr. Lu!" Chief Envoy Bian Yuanbo drank two glasses of wine, his face glowed, and he waved to others.
The other person nodded, took out a square and delicate wooden box and walked over.
Lu Chaoyang quickly declined: "No, no, no, Master Bian, I will never accept this!"
Bian Yuanbo laughed and said, "Master Lu, don't be shy. This is a braised chicken. It's not worth a few bucks. You can accept it."
"Braised chicken?" Lu Chaoyang was confused.
Bian Yuanbo explained: "Braised chicken is a specialty of our Shandong province. It is also called five-spice boneless braised chicken. It is really fragrant to the bone. I guarantee you will want to eat it once, Mr. Lu."
"I see... If it's just a braised chicken, that's okay." Lu Chaoyang took out a piece of silver from his pocket and put it on the table, "In that case, I'll accept it, but I can't accept it in vain. That’s when I bought it.”
Lu Chaoyang's salary was not high. To be precise, the salary of officials in the Ming Dynasty was not high. In addition, he did not have any gray income, so he lived in a very embarrassed life. Such a piece of silver is almost as much as half of his salary.
"Since it's a gift to you, how can I accept your money? Then it's not a business!" Bian Yuanbo refused quickly and wanted to put the money back into Lu Chaoyang's hands, "Master Lu, please don't be polite. Just think of it as giving me face."
Such an enthusiastic refusal aroused suspicion in Lu Chaoyang's heart. He put his hand on the delicate wooden box and wanted to open it, but was stopped by Bian Yuanbo.
Bian Yuanbo had a smile on his lips: "Mr. Lu, you'd better open this box of braised chicken when you're alone."
Lu Chaoyang's voice was a little confused: "Why?"
"Lord Lu, you don't know. The beauty of this braised chicken is that it hides the aroma." Bian Yuanbo explained with a smile, "If you open it now, the aroma will escape all at once, and it won't taste good."
"Mr. Bian is indeed a scholar, he is just eloquent." Lu Chaoyang sneered, "I have never heard that there are so many details about eating braised chicken."
Ignoring Bian Yuanbo's obstruction, he opened a crack in the delicate wooden box. The golden light blooming from inside almost blinded Lu Chaoyang's eyes, which had never seen the world!
What's in this box is not braised chicken. It's clearly neatly stacked gold bars. The wooden box is stacked full of them. No wonder it's so heavy to carry. How can a whole box of gold bars not be heavy!
"Oh, Mr. Lu, I told you to wait until you are alone before opening it." Bian Yuanbo closed the wooden box and said, "Look, now the braised chicken has lost the aroma, and the smell is gone." How to eat it?"
"Master Bian, do you call this braised chicken?" Lu Chaoyang's voice was cold, "I, Mr. Lu, have never seen braised chicken like this in my life."
Bian Yuanbo remained calm and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, I have just told you that this is our Shandong specialty. Since it is a specialty, it must be unique."
"Really?" Lu Chaoyang sneered, "Lv has traveled all over the country and has seen quite a few local specialties. This is the first time he has seen specialties made of gold."
Bian Yuanbo laughed and said, "Master Lu is really good at joking. Is this braised chicken delicious?"
"It smells so good."
Lu Chaoyang suddenly stood up from his seat, "This room is full of luxury, corruption and corruption. Heavy rains and floods are raging in Shandong, and the corpses of the people are piled up in mountains. All the adults are sitting on the mountains of corpses, toasting and celebrating, drinking The blood of the common people. We in Beizhen Fusi have dog noses, and the smell of corrupt officials is better than the smell of exquisite delicacies!"
"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!"
"The adults sitting here are all good officials who stepped on the corpses of ordinary people to rise to power!"
Lu Chaoyang's words were like throwing a huge stone into a calm lake, causing an uproar!
How dare he pull off the fig leaves of senior officials in front of so many people!
In an instant, the whole place was boiling, and everyone looked at Lu Chaoyang angrily!
