Yang Xian'an seemed to be really drunk.
After screaming for a while, he lay down on the dining table and started snoring.
Xu Yi shook his head helplessly, and worked together with Zhao Shou to send the drunk Yang Xianan to the bedroom.
Looking at Yang Xian'an who was so drunk on the bed, Xu Yi somewhat understood why Yang Xian'an drank so much wine.
Slowly exit the wing.
Looking at the dark night, Xu Yi stood quietly for a long time.
Yang Xian'an's appearance was like giving Xu Yi timely help.
With the help of the five old families headed by the Yang family, Xu Yi at least doesn't have to worry about shortage of manpower.
The Lao Wu family, headed by the Yang family, obviously bet all their wealth and life on Xu Yi.
Such people will be more trustworthy to a certain extent.
...
...
A night of silence.
It was half past nine o'clock on the second day, when the sky was just getting dark.
Xu Yi climbed up from the bed.
As soon as he went out, he saw Zhao Shou, who was also sleepy-eyed.
"Sixth Master." Zhao Shou yawned and continued: "It's my first time to spend the night outside You Ningyuan. I'm really not used to it."
The two of them woke up later than usual today.
It's just that Zhao Shou was in bed, while Xu Yi was worried, tossing and turning until late at night before falling asleep.
"Okay, go wash up quickly, it's almost time to eat." Xu Yi chuckled.
Then he walked towards the side room.
"Goodbye first." Xu Yi called twice.
There was no movement at all in the wing.
Then he slowly opened the door.
The wing was empty, and Yang Xianan was nowhere to be seen.
On the unusually tidy bed, there was a particularly conspicuous piece of rice paper.
Xu Yi stepped forward quickly, reached out and picked up the rice paper on the bed and looked at it carefully.
"Sixth Master personally approves."
"I saw Zhao Shou calling him Sixth Master last night. I'm going to be bold first, and then I'll address him as Sixth Master in the future."
"Today at Mao's hour, Xian'an woke up drunk and saw the Sixth Master and Zhao Shou Shang sleeping, so he left without saying goodbye. I hope the Sixth Master won't be surprised."
"I'd like to inform you about Mr. Liu's situation. What he said last night came from the bottom of his heart."
"Before there is no order from Mr. Liu, please go back to Xuanping Gate to provide disaster relief."
"In the future, if Mr. Liu has orders, you can go to Xuanpingmen to find me at any time."
"..."
"..."
There are thousands of words written eloquently, and each word is really precious.
Xu Yi put the rice paper in his arms and walked out of the room.
...
Halfway through Chen hour.
Xu Yi, dressed in a black python robe, sat expressionlessly in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.
There were dozens of people standing densely below.
Zhao Shou stood upright next to Xu Yi, holding a roster in his hand and reading out one name after another.
From Chang Shuirong, the left minister of Yushitai, to Han Tong, the prime minister of Jingzhao Prefecture, and Kaiyuan Yuan, the lieutenant of Jingzhao Prefecture.
Then we went to Zhou Hongxi, a doctor in the Ministry of Industry, Qiu Ming, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, Huo Chenghu, a member of the Ministry of Punishment, and Wu Shiping, the chief registrar of the Taiyuan Hospital.
Finally, we went to the chief bookkeeper and the clerk of the third class and the sixth room.
Everyone's name is on that roster.
From this moment on, no matter he is a doctor of the Ministry of Household Works, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, a member of the Ministry of Punishment, or the chief registrar of the Imperial Hospital.
Everyone must obey Xu Yi's orders.
Until the disaster relief is completely over.
After Zhao Shou nodded, he consciously retreated behind Xu Yi.
Xu Yi looked at everyone below with lightning eyes.
An inexplicable momentum burst out from Xu Yi.
Get up slowly! Walking on the high platform.
After a moment, Xu Yi stood firm and looked at everyone below again.
He said loudly: "Everyone, the Japanese officer went to Xuanping Gate in person yesterday."
"There are more than 50,000 people outside Xuanping Gate, and people are dying every moment!"
"Some of them died of hunger, some of them died of disease, some of them died of cannibalism."
"The root cause of all this is the severe drought in Guanzhong."
"I have no control over what Jingzhao Mansion did before."
"But from this moment on! I will not allow any more large-scale casualties among the victims outside the city!"
"If there are large-scale casualties, it will be dereliction of duty on your part and mine!"
"And those who derelict in their duties are naturally unworthy of wearing this official uniform!"
The words are over.
There were bursts of whispers in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.
Xu Yi's words were a warning, but they were also a notice.
Xu Yi walked towards the document.
Pick up the gavel on the document and slap it hard! Then he shouted loudly: "Quiet!"
Perhaps Xu Yi's momentum was too intimidating.
In an instant, tranquility returned to the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.
Xu Yi turned around and looked at the dozens of officials below.
He scolded loudly: "As an official of the imperial court! You can't hold your breath when you click the finger! How unbecoming!"
"From today onwards! Whenever I speak! If anyone whispers below again, I will strike fifty times again!"
If you go down the fifty big board, you will either die or be disabled.
To be punished like this just for making noise is not unkind.
But at this moment, the officials looked at Xu Yi with a frosty face, but they did not dare to complain at all.
Looking at the expressions of everyone who dared to be angry but dared not speak, Xu Yi chuckled in his heart.
What he wanted was this kind of effect. Xu Yi couldn't understand what attitude he had toward whom.
If he is merciful, he will never gain the respect of these officials. What he will get in exchange can only be obedience and disobedience.
Just like the previous Jingzhao Yin Zhou Qiping.
On the day of beheading, only the common people and no officials saw him off.
Xu Yi looked at everyone with a serious face and said slowly: "I hope you can keep everything I said just now in mind!"
"I can't control what happened before, but as long as I am Jing Zhaoyin, I will not tolerate malfeasance in my duties."
"You can try and see if I can take off your official uniforms!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a slight gasp of air in the lobby.
A few people reflexively wanted to whisper to their colleagues beside them.
But after seeing Xu Yi's murderous eyes, he endured it.
In the entire Jingzhao Mansion, except for the Fu Cheng and Fu Wei Xu Yi, they have no right to remove them directly.
For the rest, it’s just a matter of one sentence.
The former Jing Zhaoyin would not lower his status to get in trouble with them.
But Xu Yi is not.
Why does Jing Zhaoyin deserve to be convicted when something went wrong, while the people below are still happy and carefree?
Where in the world can such truth exist?
What's more, if rewards and punishments cannot be consistent, the people below will definitely have the mentality of muddle along.
The worst case scenario is to find another boss and continue to muddle along?
However, this time they met Xu Yi.
Xu Yi looked at Huo Chenghu, a member of the Criminal Department, and asked: "Huo Yuanwai, if the chief clerk or the clerk below is derelict in their duties, or even embezzled."
"Does Jing Zhaoyin have the right to behead someone directly if the evidence is solid?"
The answer Xu Yi naturally understood in his heart was that now it was nothing more than adding a lock to them.
Huo Chenghu stepped out of the queue and saluted: "Your Majesty, according to national laws, Jing Zhaoyin has the right to execute subordinate officials such as the chief registrar and clerk if the evidence is conclusive."
"And after the execution, there is no need to report it to the court. You only need to keep the file for future random inspections by the Ministry of Punishments."
