After thinking about this, the emperor patted the Long case and said in a voice full of coercion: "This matter will be put on hold for the time being. The Ministry of Punishment will quickly send people to Bingzhou to verify.
The Ministry of Personnel must come up with a charter within three days and recommend candidates for civil and military officials to take over Bingzhou. You have to be clean and innocent, Zhang Caifu, do you understand?
Also, Zhongshu Ling immediately drafted an edict and announced that Di Ying would come to the palace to see him. I will allow him to report in court!
Retreat! "
"I obey your decree, long live your majesty!"
…
After leaving the court, the emperor returned to the imperial study and stared at the memorial on the Dragon Table in a daze.
Eunuch Su, the chief eunuch, made tea and brought it to the table. When he placed it on the dragon table, he saw that the emperor remained motionless. His eyes rolled.
He opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, let me say something that I shouldn't say. I feel that the person you are looking for is finally here."
The empress is decisive in killing throughout her life, but she also likes to discover talents the most. She would boldly hire anyone she felt was useful, no matter whether he was a scoundrel or a beggar.
But no matter how much she was appointed, she still felt that it was not enough, not enough, not enough.
Many officials also understood her thoughts, so like Master Yan, they tried their best to discover talents for governing the world.
Like Prime Minister Yang Lin, she even targeted many hidden talents and did not hesitate to mobilize manpower and financial resources to ask people to speak out again and again.
Of course, people like Master Yan are really thinking about the country, but Yang Lin is just trying to please His Majesty. Therefore, His Majesty actually has a good impression of the person recommended by Lord Yan and is willing to give him more opportunities.
Eunuch Su has been with the emperor for a long time, so he naturally understands His Majesty's thoughts best.
Whenever a talent comes up, His Majesty will consider it carefully.
But this is the first time that I have been in a daze like this.
"Xiao Hongzi, tell me, can I use Di Ying? Do you dare to use it? He seems to be a bit too courageous."
After hearing Su Hong's words, the empress came back to her senses and wanted to ask Su Hong's opinion about Di Ying.
Su Hong smiled upon hearing this.
He smiled so hard that the skin on his fair, fat face trembled.
He picked up the tea cup and put it into the emperor's hand, and then said: "There is no one in the world that your Majesty would not dare to use. As long as he can really use it."
The empress nodded lightly. This flattery was very helpful to her.
After taking a sip of tea, she put down the tea cup and stood up. She walked to the front door of the palace, looked at the clear blue sky in the distance, and said: "If other people had such courage, I would not dare to use it without thinking twice." .
But Di Ying...
Xiao Hongzi, I don’t know why, but before I saw him, I felt a lot of anxiety in my heart.
To use the words of someone who challenges the powerful in an unconventional way seems to be a good thing, but also seems to have some bad effects.
I have never met such a person who can arouse a strange feeling in my heart, but there is also a vague expectation in my heart, and I can't tell clearly.
When I first heard Yan Aiqing recommend this person, this feeling was not so strong. "
"Your Majesty, it's not too late to make a judgment after meeting the person. Now, there is no need to bother him. He is just a young man."
Su Hong, who was following the emperor, comforted him considerately.
The empress nodded and looked away.
Yes, she was too worried, too far gone.
She didn't even know whether the other person was a human or a ghost, so why did she think so much about it?
If the other party is really a capable minister, she can't afford to use him; if not, she can just kill him in Ma Guangjin's case.
Now all of a sudden I am worrying about this...
She shook her head and secretly sighed that she was just too thirsty and too sensitive. Then he turned around and went back to Long's desk to continue reviewing the memorial.
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Di Ying, who aroused inexplicable emotions in the emperor's heart, and Peng Liang, traveled and recovered from their injuries. It took more than half a month before they arrived at the capital city.
He didn't know yet that the imperial edict summoning him had already reached Bingzhou. But because he could not be found, the messenger was running around anxiously.
Di Ying herself was not in a hurry.
He believed that by now, the matter of Bingzhou had reached His Majesty's ears, and he was not sure how to deal with him.
Simply heal the injury thoroughly first. Then put a risk-on mentality into perspective.
As for escaping? He won't. What is done is done.
If he escapes, he will be ignored; if he escapes, the people of Bingzhou will suffer.
He never thought about going to see Master Yan.
Master Yan recommended him, but this time, he was very likely to harm Master Yan, who was already enjoying his old age. He had no face to see him, and he only hoped that if a good man does a good job, he should be regarded as a good man.
After entering the capital city and resting in the inn for a day, Di Ying, with these thoughts in mind, was ready to go directly to beat the Dengwen drum outside the palace.
The empress spreads her word, and she will meet anyone who beats the drum. This is also the fastest way to enter the palace that Di Ying can think of.
Unexpectedly, Di Ying and Peng Liang saw such a scene not long after they took to the street.
"Master Xue, please take your time and be careful not to be blown by the wind. There is some fruit here, please eat some."
A man with oily hair and pink face, combing his hair so that even a mosquito would split it, held the reins of a white horse, nodding and bowing, greeting a "monk" on the horse whose gender was almost indistinguishable.
As the pink-headed man spoke, he took the fruit plate from the attendant's hand, put it on his head respectfully, and served the "monk" to eat.
The monk was dressed magnificently, with a cassock made of gold silk, and huge gold beads on his hands. He was obviously tall and powerful, but he had a face painted white. pink.
It looks extremely weird.
Sitting on the horse, with his chin raised, he looked like a monarch coming to the world, with a look of arrogance on his face.
Next to the stirrups, there followed a muscular, slightly thin man with a broad face, his eyes were like goldfish eyes, slightly bulging, and he was also hunched over, holding the stirrups with one hand in a very dog-like manner, while shouting on the street pedestrians.
Those who had no time to evade were kicked or whipped, and they were so unscrupulous that they were outrageous.
When Di Ying saw all this, she felt even more disgusted.
He only glanced over there, then turned his head and held his stomach.
He wanted to vomit.
Those who dare to walk up and down the main official road in the capital city like that, no need to ask, are those three trash men who have no backbone and are famous in both the government and the public.
The pink-haired man with small eyes holding the reins of the horse and paying attention to him was Wu Qiongsi.
The goldfish eye who held the horse stirrup while showing off his power to the people was Wu Chengsi.
As for the fake monk on the horse, you know it without even thinking about it - Xue Huayi, one of the favored faces of Her Majesty the Empress.
Beside and behind these three people, in addition to the entourage, there were also some stout monks with unclear eyes.
Di Ying knew that those were the guys from Baima Temple who followed Xue Huaiyi to show off their power and do all kinds of evil all day long.
Thinking of the evil things these guys had done and looking at the scenes in front of her, Di Ying's hand covering her stomach slowly clenched into a fist.
