Huangfu Jian felt lucky to have survived the disaster. He limped back to the mansion through the back door, avoiding people along the way. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he brought the baggage into the room and closed the door.
"Damn it, have I been unlucky recently..."
Huangfu Jianchang put down the package and went to the table to drink tea on his crutch.
"ah……"
Huangfu Jianchang suddenly saw a man in black appearing behind the curtain. He screamed, turned around and ran away.
boom
A long sword was nailed to the door frame above his head, making a trembling sound.
Huangfu Jianchang immediately stopped speaking, his legs were trembling, and he was holding on to the door with both hands. He turned his head with difficulty and said, "Hero...is it you?"
The man in black did not wear a mask. He stepped forward, withdrew his sword, listened carefully for no movement outside the door, and then looked at Huangfu Jianchang and said: "In this capital, I can only trust my benefactor. I probably won't survive this time. So let me entrust you with a few things.”
Huangfu Jianchang was no longer afraid when he saw this man's face. He picked up the cane with difficulty, leaned it forward, and said in a mixture of fright and anger: "You are favored by my father, why are you here to scare me?"
This man's name is Shi A, a ranger who once followed his father Huangfu Song to conquer the Yellow Turban Army together with Yuan Shao, Cao Cao and others.
Shi Abi was half a head shorter than Huangfu Jianchang, with slumped eyebrows and a sad look. He followed Huangfu Jianchang and said, "Other people would have died. I have something to do for me. I'll tell you. You have a secret, and I will give you another ten thousand yuan."
Huangfu Jian drank his tea and said, "You must be going to assassinate someone and want to entrust your wife and children to me."
Shi A knew that Huangfu Jian was smart, so he didn't care and said, "Yes."
Huangfu Jianchang's breath stabilized, so he could turn his head calmly and said: "Address."
Shi A took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to him.
Huangfu Jianchang took it, opened it, took a look, then tore it into pieces, threw it into the teacup, drank it all, and said, "Secret."
Shi A turned his head and looked at the door, stepped forward and whispered: "I found out that someone in the court colluded with the Yellow Turban bandits. When the benefactor failed, it was someone who tipped off the news!"
Huangfu Jian's expression suddenly changed and he said, "Who!?"
He could not care about other people, but he couldn't care about his father.
Shi A looked at Huangfu Jianchang for a moment, then stood back and said: "I don't know, but I know that this person has great power, and he is in the imperial court."
Huangfu Jianchang frowned and said angrily: "What kind of secret is this? Who doesn't know that someone in the imperial court is colluding with the gangsters? The twelve permanent servants also took the money, I want to know who it is!"
Shi A looked unmoved and said: "The other thing is that the Yulin army killed so many people yesterday because someone secretly spent money, two hundred coins per person."
Huangfu Jian's breathing suddenly became rapid. He knew that her lover's man was the one who killed many people and was rewarded by the people above!
"So that's it..." Huangfu Jian's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Spending money to buy heads, this is Luoyang, the capital of the East, who is so bold and so heartless! ?
Shi'a didn't say anything more, covered his face, and climbed out of the window.
Hearing the voice, Huangfu Jianchang turned his head with a tangled face, and the corners of his mouth moved again and again. Finally, he slammed the table angrily and said, "You tell me this, what do you want me to do!?"
Royal Palace, West Garden.
Liu Bian sat in a small pavilion and read quietly.
In the courtyard, there were maids everywhere, and the chamberlains were carrying and counting things back and forth.
The West Garden was the happy residence of Emperor Ling. It was built magnificently, with carved beams and painted pillars, and was extravagant and picturesque.
Liu Bian finally freed up his hands to clean up the messy palace.
Not long after, a fair-skinned internal prisoner of about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding an account book, walked slowly to the pavilion. When he saw Liu Bian reading, he stopped quickly, and then entered the pavilion silently.
Liu Bian turned a page and said, "How many have been counted?"
This is a Zhonghuang Gate. He said respectfully: "Back to Your Majesty, I have already counted a warehouse. There are 30 million in money, 10,000 in gold, 800,000 in silver, 120 in jade, 80 famous swords, and 27 famous swords." , three hundred good horses, three thousand gold and silverware each..."
Liu Bian looked up at him and said, "You mean, it's just a warehouse. How many are there in total?"
Zhonghuangmen lowered his head and said: "There are sixteen places in total, and this is the most."
Liu Bian made a mental calculation and said to himself: It will be enough for a while.
Immediately, he looked at the Zhonghuangmen and thought it looked familiar. He thought about it and said, "Are you from the imperial prison? What is your name?"
The imperial prison in the palace is the dungeon next to Fanglin Garden. Its official name is: Huangmen Beisi Prison.
Zhonghuangmen bowed, his fair face was slightly tense, he pursed his lips and said, "Yes, the villain Zuo Li."
Liu Bian nodded, thinking of this man because he was a jailer. He hated Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others very much. The interrogation was extremely cruel. If Pan Yin hadn't suppressed him, at least half of Zhang Rang and others would have died.
"Do you have a grudge against the Twelve Constant Attendants?" Liu Bian had nothing to do and chatted while reading a book.
Zuo Li raised his head, with deep hatred on his face, and said: "They killed the villain's entire family, and even castrated the villain, leaving the Zuo family without any heirs!"
Liu Bian was shocked and looked away from the book to look at Zuo Li.
These twelve regular servants are so ruthless!
Zuo Li's expression did not change, and he did not hide his hatred at all.
Just as Liu Bian was about to speak, there was a burst of urgent footsteps. Pan Yin and his men came over quickly and said: "Your Majesty, the memorial from the Chancellor's Desk has arrived."
The Shangshu Desk was originally just a private establishment of Emperor Guangwu for the purpose of preparing advisors. It was located next to the Jiade Hall.
As successive emperors continued to hand over important affairs to the Shangshutai, the Shangshutai became the central institution of the Han Dynasty.
However, the rank of Shangshu Ling, the chief official of Shangshutai, was too low to handle major affairs. Therefore, the real big shots in the court took the title of "Lu Shangshushi" to manage Shangshutai and became de facto prime ministers.
Liu Bian put down the book and said, "Tell me."
Pan Yin said: "Yes. There are four in total. The general requested that the enthronement ceremony be held on May 15th. In Situ Ding Palace, Sikong Liu Hong reported his illness. Grand Tutor Yuan Wei requested that the party imprisonment be completely lifted twice. Yuan Shao, the lieutenant of the Central Military Academy, asked his father to I am critically ill and I beg for mercy to visit my father."
Liu Bian looked as normal and said, "Have you written a letter to impeach the general or anyone?"
"No, Shangshutai sent four of them." Pan Yin said.
Liu Bian smiled, couldn't help but stood up, looked in the direction of the Chancellor's Desk, and said, "Do you think it is strange that such a big matter is not impeached at the same time?"
Zuo Li bowed and lowered his head, staring at Liu Bian's back from the corner of his eye, and said softly: "Returning to your majesty, I think that your majesty has no idea how many memorials are coming in and out of the chancery. This is not in line with the laws of my great man."
Liu Bian was startled and turned his head unexpectedly. He said something casually and had no intention of hearing the answer.
Pan Yin also glanced at Zuo Li, his sallow face remained motionless, but his brows furrowed slightly.
"What do you think we should do?" Liu Bian said with a smile.
Zuo Li bowed more and more, and said in a very calm tone: "I think your majesty should set up a house with a permanent minister to review the incoming and outgoing memorials."
Originally, this was what the Shangshutai was for.
Liu Bian looked at Zuo Li, his eyes smiling gradually.
Zuo Li's proposal was actually nothing new. Liu Bian had the memory of later generations and knew how to control the Secretariat. To his delight, Zuo Li reminded him of something very important!
He previously considered developing Sili Xiaowei into an eyes and ears, but he ignored the checks and balances!
Liu Bian sat back slowly, picked up the teacup, and said casually: "Huangmen Beisi Prison, I plan to move it outside the palace, Zuo Li, what do you think?"
