Master Yan did not ask this question for nothing.
The situation in the current dynasty is exactly as Di Ying said: Although the empress has a unique way of recognizing people, employing people boldly and wisely, and delegating power without being rigid in formalities, she is also a little too partial.
In today's court, descendants of the Wu family or the Wu and Li families account for almost half, and the rest are either on one side with them or in the middle.
The Empress has always been eager to discover talents to fill the gaps caused by her partiality. Master Yan and several courtiers who are devoted to the country are also working hard to find and recommend state leaders to help fill these gaps.
Therefore, Mr. Yan understands very well in his heart: when recommending talents, the risks that oneself and the other party have to bear are also quite heavy.
He admired Di Ying very much, not only for his firm determination to enforce the law, but also for his fact that when faced with powerful forces such as Liu Xi and Cao Ji, he did not directly confront the powerful, but instead waited for the opportunity to come. It was only because of this that I became interested in recommending him.
It's just that in the court, there is no shortage of people who dare to give direct advice and hit the wall, and he doesn't care about people like that.
He wanted to find out: Is Di Ying's tact of not hitting stone with eggs a "no evidence" basis? Or should you stick to your original intention and figure it out slowly?
People's hearts are the most changeable. Di Ying is still very young now. In the process of truly moving forward, what will he do when he encounters difficulties or something.
He heard Di Ying's answer.
No, to be precise, he "saw" Di Ying's answer.
Di Ying picked up the pen, dipped it in black ink, and added some dark clouds to the painting to prevent the bright colors from appearing dazzling, and to allow the golden sunlight to shine through the thick clouds among the dark clouds.
Then, with simple but not simple lines, those somewhat boundless colors are "appropriate". Shows a clear sense of hierarchy.
The mood of the whole painting changed. It has become a lot more "ruly". Some of those colorful colors have become the background, some have become low-key, some have turned into other things, and some have not even existed.
The tree body did not move, which made the pattern in the painting stand out.
Only the characters have changed. There is an umbrella in the hand of the character, and there is more wind in the picture. The umbrella surface faces the direction of the wind, and under the feet, the original petals have turned into a field of vibrant flowers and plants.
Lord Yan sighed.
Sure enough, it is the nature of young people. Although they know how to be roundabout and tactful, they are still a little too upright.
He took over the brush, increased the tilt angle of some umbrella surfaces, and added half sunlight and half shadow to the umbrella surface.
Di Ying understood.
This is what Mr. Yan hopes that he can pay attention to maintaining his strategy and attitude while adhering to his original intention in the future.
He remained silent and gave a solemn salute to Lord Yan.
This is a promise and a guarantee.
Lord Yan smiled with satisfaction.
He smiled and asked: "The wind in Henan Road has been blowing a little weird recently, and it has bypassed Bingzhou. Are you willing to go and find out?"
Di Ying straightened her crown and face, took a step forward, straightened her chest, and answered loudly but humbly: "It is the foundation of an official, and I am willing to go to a humble position!"
"Okay, okay!"
Lord Yan looked at Di Ying like this, and his chest suddenly felt filled with pride. After sweeping away some of Twilight's anger, he said kindly: "This painting is for you. I hope you can truly achieve the artistic conception in the painting."
He rolled up the painting and handed it to Di Ying with both hands.
Di Ying bent down and took it.
The "teacher-student friendship" has been established.
What Di Ying didn't know yet was that he was the last person recommended to the court by Lord Yan in his official career.
A month later, when he received the appointment from the Ministry of Civil Affairs as the Cao of Henan Province, he also received the news that Lord Yan was "begging for bones".
Di Ying rushed to Bingzhou in Henan Province with a heavy heart.
Adhering to his own beliefs and carrying Lord Yan's expectations, he let go of his hands and feet, and in just a few months, all the backlog of cases in Bingzhou City were settled, without any defenders.
And received countless praise and support from the people. Even in the cold winter, there are always dried dates and date cakes delivered to him.
Di Ying felt those strong feelings of love and care, and became cautious and busy, because although he had a clear conclusion on some cases, or most of the cases, it gave him the feeling that there seemed to be something hidden behind the scenes. , or it involves something.
For example, Zhang Si killed Li Wu. The witnesses, physical evidence, and oral confessions were all available, and Zhang Si also confessed.
But what's the reason? Di Ying felt: If Zhang Si and Li Wu hadn't had a dispute over a ridge of field stalks, and if the county magistrate hadn't been confused, wouldn't such a tragedy have happened?
But is the county magistrate really confused? still……
Di Ying was wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat, and regular clothes, walking in the rain and fog like an ordinary person. He wanted to go to the counties and towns below to see for himself.
It's March now, which is a good time for spring plowing. The continuous drizzle has been falling non-stop in recent days, nourishing the earth and all things. It also made everything in Bingzhou seem to be shrouded in mist.
Di Ying felt the fog and thought about the things in the fields. He walked through an alley and turned left without realizing it, but suddenly heard a sound of crying and wailing.
"Oh my god, how can we live like this? The damn grain merchants are going to force our whole family to death..."
"Call your boss out, why are you selling us grain seeds that are substandard and have never germinated?"
"Look for yourselves, what are these? Is this grain seed? This is clearly rice that has been accumulated for countless years. It has become moldy. How can we plant it?"
"This is to force us to live as tenants. How can we live like this..."
"..."
A mess of people gathered in front of the closed door of a grain store on the street.
Some are lying on the ground wailing, some kneeling down and crying, some slapping down and scolding, or looking at the sky speechlessly...
Di Ying was shocked.
Grain is related to the livelihood of the people for a year, and there are hundreds of people in that crowd.
How many families is this? How many households are there?
He didn't dare to think about it.
Just as he was about to step forward quickly to ask for more information, he was pulled by his sleeve by a follower.
"Master Di, don't ask or care."
Di Ying suddenly turned around and shot two sharp arrows from his eyes towards the follower.
He shouted: "You know the details!"
The attendant was startled by his stern eyes and affirmative tone and took a step back, but he lowered his head and said no more.
Di Ying's ten fingers clenched into fists.
These entourages were all assigned to him by Ma Guangjin, the governor of Bingzhou when he came here to serve as a legal officer.
I've been using it for a few months and it's pretty smooth. In addition, he was poor, so he didn't go out of his way to buy more people.
Who knows, at this critical moment, it becomes clear what is going on with these people.
Di Ying gritted her molar teeth and did not care about it, but continued to walk quickly towards the farmers.
"Old man, would you like to let me see the grain bag you are holding?"
