Seeing that Lu Chaoyang acted like this, Bian Yuanbo's expression was gloomy: "Master Lu, all of you here are senior officials from the Third Division. We are setting up a banquet for you to cleanse yourself from the dust. Are you just not giving me face?"
"I, Lu Chaoyang, am not a big shot, I am just a martial artist."
Lu Chaoyang overturned the exquisite wooden box on the table, the bright gold bars scattered everywhere, and the whole place fell silent.
He said coldly: "I was ordered to investigate the case, and you came up and gave me such a big gift to bribe me. It's such a big deal. It's a pity that Mr. Lu doesn't have gold in his life. I'll give this big gift back to you!"
No wonder Jin Yiwei, who has always been unpopular, was greeted by people all over the place when he arrived in Shandong. Shandong Sansi had already become a rat's nest, and even Jin Yiwei wanted to get on board.
Using money to bribe Lu Chaoyang is the most stupid behavior.
"Lord Lu!"
Bian Yuanbo suddenly said loudly, "You are just a fourth-grade envoy, and your annual salary is only one hundred and twenty-five taels of silver. If you take any gold bar here, it will be your salary for ten years." , can’t you sit down and have a drink together, listen to music, and let’s have a good chat?”
"What are you talking about?" Lu Chaoyang said lightly, "How to steal people's wealth and support, and how to lie on the back of the imperial court to suck blood!"
No matter how good-tempered Bian Yuanbo is, he can't hold himself tight at this moment: "Lu Chaoyang!"
"Master Bian, instead of thinking about how to bribe me, you should think about how to use this box of gold bars to find someone to assassinate me!" After saying that, Lu Chaoyang turned and left.
Two Qianhu officials from Beizhen Fusi also stood up and followed him out of the banquet.
Bian Yuanbo looked embarrassed.
…
Zhang Yingzhen sat under the green eaves, gently playing the pipa, and the melodious and sweet sounds of nature came out.
Although she was born in a general family, she has been fond of playing the harp, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and is a well-known instrument master in the capital.
The hem of the white tulle skirt was dancing in the breeze, and her slender white jade fingers were beating like an elf on the pipa. Zhang Yingzhen suddenly felt that her eyes went dark, and someone covered her eyes.
"bass!"
With the sword unsheathed, Zhang Yingzhen grasped the hilt of the sword without hesitation and swung it behind her. The blade was as sharp and sharp as the silver light of the waning moon!
"Where do these low-life madmen dare to break into the prince's palace...ah, prince!"
Zhu Gaojie took two steps back to avoid the sharp edge of the sword, and his eyebrows jumped: "Madam, are you serious?"
This seemingly weak princess actually carries a sword with her, and her swordsmanship is fierce, not just showy.
He originally just wanted to tease her, but he never thought that Zhang Yingzhen would directly use weapons.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I... I have been learning swordsmanship from my father since I was a child. I have never left my sword with my sword ever since, but I don't want to accidentally injure the Prince." Zhang Yingzhen's snow-white neck was now as red as the sunset, and her face was flushed. .
"My father-in-law has taught you all kinds of nonsense." Zhu Gaojie had a black line on his head.
The princess blushed with embarrassment and clenched her fists, not knowing what to do.
Although she and Zhu Gaojie are already married, and the British Duke's Palace and Prince Qi's Palace are also closely related. When others mention the British Duke's Palace, they will think of Prince Qi's Palace, but in fact... Zhu Gaojie and Zhang Yingzhen are not familiar with each other.
Marriage has little to do with men and women liking each other. What matters is the relationship of interests.
Zhang Yingzhen couldn't figure out what kind of person her husband-in-law was. When he treated outsiders, he was like a spring breeze, as if he was a sunny boy with no ambitions, and he was modest. But in fact, if you get more familiar with Zhu Gaojie, you will find that this man seems to be a bottomless abyss, and you can never guess his true thoughts.
"This sword...was given to me by my second uncle when I got married." Zhang Yingzhen hesitated and said.
"Second uncle?" Zhu Gaojie touched his chin.
Zhang Shi was Zhang Yingzhen's second uncle and Zhang Fu's second brother. Thanks to Zhu Gaojie's support, he was promoted to the third level and was directly promoted to the position of right governor of the Central Military Governor's Mansion. Although this person has a deep mind and "family" is greater than "country" in his heart, Zhu Gaojie saved the British government because of the "blood splattered on Fengtian Palace" incident, so he has a very good relationship with Zhang Shi.
All the party members of Prince Qi's Mansion were in the army, and Zhang Xian, the right-hand governor of the Central Military Governor's Mansion, clearly stood in line with Prince Qi's Mansion in the court, which highlighted Zhu Gaojie's position as the leader of the military.
Zhu Gaojie thought for a while and said: "The emperor divided some Yongquan tangerines from Linhai as tribute to some of our brothers. Although these Yongquan tangerines are not big in size, they are very sweet. Take some and give them to your second uncle. At home."
Zhang Xi was shining brightly in the court, so Zhu Gaojie couldn't pretend he was invisible. Although the Yongquan tangerine is not a priceless treasure, it is not only a gift of oranges, but also a gift of human kindness.
The kindness of a drop of water is repaid with a "welling spring"!
What's more, Zhu Gaojie's identity is there. If he sends some treasures to Zhang Shi, how dare Zhang Shi accept them. Although this spring tangerine is not a treasure, it is just right to give as a gift.
Zhang Yingzhen was a little happy: "I am here to thank the prince for my second uncle."
"Family, why are you so polite?" Zhu Gaojie scratched his head and said, "By the way, the emperor told me earlier that he was going to patrol the north, and I am on the list of people accompanying him. This trip is estimated to take two or three months. I will give him in advance. Just say it."
Zhang Yingzhen blinked and nodded: "The weather in Shuntian Mansion is very cold, so the prince should bring two more thick clothes with him when he leaves."
"knew."
…
Shandong Jinan
The blood-stained heads were neatly arranged on the bluestone board. Lu Chaoyang took a wolf hair and carefully wrote down the list in the small notebook in his hand.
"Qi Jiyuan, the director of the Prosecution and Prosecution Department, Wang Kuang, the governor of the Proclamation Department, Shi Xun, the deputy director of the board of directors, Dai Fushan, the commander of the Renzhou Guard, Li Pingjin, the magistrate of Fan County, and Wang Pingzhi, the general judge of Jinan Prefecture..."
After calling the names of seventy or eighty people, Lu Chaoyang threw the list to the Beizhen Fusi Qianhu Official on the side, "Okay, let's count these first, and go down and get the people."
Official Qianhu took the list, summoned the Tiqi from Fusi in Beizhen, and set out immediately to capture the people on the list!
Lu Chaoyang came to Shandong this time and killed hundreds of people in just a few days!
The mission of Beizhen Fusi is very simple: arrest people, interrogate, find evidence, and kill!
Arrest people first, and then look for evidence. If you really can't find the evidence, then go to hard trial. After more trials, the evidence will be there. It's so unreasonable, but it is extremely efficient.
Because there is nothing that can be done about it.
Shandong's official system was reduced to an iron barrel, headed by the Third Division, which was rotten to the core from top to bottom. There were people from the Han Palace and people from aristocratic families. The major forces divided up all the benefits and joined forces to squeeze out outsiders.
If you argue with these people, it is pure nonsense and of no use at all.
Lu Chaoyang did not intend to be polite. He directly used force. Such brutal and violent methods attracted everyone's backlash. From the time he arrived in Shandong, he had been assassinated no less than forty times, and he was assassinated every three or four hours on average. An assassination.
However, he didn't take it seriously and became even more enthusiastic.
"I've received more and more assassinations recently, from five or six hours to one or two hours."
Lu Chaoyang closed the book of life and death in his hand, his eyes cold, "Is it because I have gradually revealed their true face?"
