The warm morning light is like a mother's palm, touching every corner of Zhongjing City, driving away the bleakness of the autumn night. People who got up early dressed neatly, opened their doors, and took to the streets.
In the past, the busy shouts in the market did not sound, and the men who usually got up early to go to work were no longer in a hurry. The door of the morning tea house was closed tightly, with the four characters "Closed today" written on it...
However, the streets were packed with people.
The morning sun shone on their faces, and everyone had a smile on their faces. Their eyes fell on the same place, as if they were expecting something!
Today, the former Wuhou, now Duke An, will officially accept the appointment from the court and take over as the Prime Minister!
Three o'clock in the hour is an auspicious time.
The melodious bells rang one after another, and the sound of the bells spread and fell into everyone's ears. The Great Xuan Yun Bell rang for the destiny of the country.
The bell rings eight times, which means that a new prime minister is born. From then on, the Daxuan court erected another pillar to support the sky; from then on, the people of Daxuan got another good prime minister to protect the country!
As the fortune bell roared, the official seals in the hands of officials from all over Daxuan flew out on their own and hung above the yamen. The blue light shined brightly, and at the same time, the long bells sounded.
Spread the word to China and tell the world!
"The eight-ring bell of the fortune will shake the luck of the people. The luck of the human race will emit the sound of poetry and poetry as a blessing. I wonder which human poetry that Duke An Guo can inspire to send blessings?" In a study in Zhongjing, a great scholar He stroked his beard and said.
Another great scholar smiled softly and said: "Blessings of luck, semi-saint poetry is one level, saints' poems are another level, and Confucius' teachings are another level."
"Although An Guogong has made great contributions to the human race, he is still young after all, and has no experience as an official before. I believe that the poems and poems written by him for his appointment as Dharma Minister should at most be the poems of a saint."
"It's already very good." The third scholar nodded and said, "When Yan...wensheng went to Wenchang Pavilion, he inspired the talent of the saint Qu Lingjun."
"It's begun!" the last scholar said, "Quiet!" The room in the study suddenly became quiet.
At this moment, the luck bell rang for the eighth time. After the bell, there was another sound of wind and thunder.
Amid the sound of wind and thunder, one could vaguely hear the intermingling of countless poems and chants. Although it was not clear, it did not feel noisy.
It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like it was just a moment. The sound of thousands of poems chanting suddenly stopped, and then, a magnificent and vast chanting sound sounded, falling into everyone's ears——
"There is a child named Qianyan, who lives on the outskirts of the river. He has plain silk and fine horses. Why should he give up his son?"
"The child Qian Zhen is in the capital of dredging. He is made of plain silk and has five good horses. How can I give him the son of that shu?"
"The Jie Qian Jing is in the city of Jun. I wish it with plain silk and a good horse. How can I tell this to my son?"
At the same time, a shadow appeared above the palace. It was a long bamboo branch with a white oxtail tied to it. It was moved by the movement of air and was fluttering in the wind.
""Qian Yan"! It's actually "Qian Yan"!"
In the study, the great scholar who had previously said that Chen Luo inspired the most poetry of saints suddenly stood up and said in surprise: "This... this is the poetry of all peoples!"
The other great scholars also looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.
This poem, whose full name is "The Book of Songs·Qianfeng·Qianyan", tells the story of the ancient kings of the human race visiting the sages.
This is the Book of Songs! One of the Five Classics that is the foundation of Confucianism!
The Book of Songs was written in ancient times when the human race was weak. At that time, the war between lich and demons had just come to an end. The power of the demon clan was at its peak. The human race was scattered all over the world in the form of tribes, and they were still struggling to find a way to become stronger.
It was during those years that the human race used its bravery and optimism to collide with the flames of literature, forming poems that have been circulated one after another.
Later, the sage Confucius traveled around the world and reorganized these ancient poems, compiled them into the Book of Songs, and called it the Poetry of All Peoples!
"I've never heard that blessings of luck can inspire poetry among all people. Do you know any precedents?" The great scholar looked at the others. All the great scholars shook their heads slightly. Only one great scholar thought for a moment and hesitated -
"It is recorded in the ancient books of the lower family that when the human dynasty was established and Confucius was regarded as the most holy teacher, he wrote three hundred poems to heaven."
All the great scholars took a breath of air-conditioning.
They thought they overestimated Chen Luo as much as possible, but unexpectedly, they underestimated him in the end.
"It is enlightenment!" said a great Confucian, "Chen Luo's way is for all people. Although he does not enter the officialdom, he is still responsible for the people's hearts. Now that luck has blessed him and the people of the world are in the same direction, this has inspired the poetry of all people." "
"It's amazing..."
Hearing this, all the great scholars nodded one after another and looked at the phantoms of the tall banners above the imperial city again, feeling envious and admiring at the same time.
With such luck on his back, who dares to call him young!
At this time, it was obvious that the palace was also shocked by this unprecedented Wanmin poem, which caused the entire Daxuan to see that the canonization that should have been carried out after the blessing poem was half a moment late.
Until the shadow of Qian Ye in the sky dissipated, a voice finally sounded again and was transmitted to the world through the official seal.
"There is heaven above, and there are people below. Today we all witness that Emperor Ye Heng of Daxuan paid homage to the Duke of An, Chen Luo, as the Dharma Prime Minister of Daxuan. Demarcate boundaries with the law, protect our human race, and guide our mountains and rivers!"
After these words fell, a phantom wearing a crown appeared above the palace. At the same time, the phantom was also projected on Daxuan through the official seal.
The crowned figure stretched out its arms and bowed deeply! At the moment when this figure bowed down, all the people from all over the world who held Daxuan official positions also bowed down at the same time.
The only officials who can still stand at this time are the Minister of Literature, the Minister of Politics, and the Minister of Military Affairs.
The king bows down and all the officials bow their heads. This is the most glorious moment for a minister. But at the same time, it is also the king who has assigned a share of the world's burden to your shoulders. It is you who will serve as an example for these officials. people's welfare.
The eight bells of luck, the blessing of luck, and the king's obeisance to the prime minister are the three rites for the new prime minister to take office. They can only be received once in a lifetime. Therefore, people like Han Qingzhu who have changed their phases do not need to do this canonization again. .
At this point, the canonization ceremony has come to an end. The newly appointed prime minister does not need to pay homage now. How he does in the future will naturally be known in the hearts of the people.
But although the canonization is over, another ceremony has just begun.
I saw a line of literature rising into the sky where the Oriental Wenchang Pavilion was located in the central capital. Zhou Zuofeng led dozens of great scholars to step on the blue clouds, holding classics in their hands, and saluted: "Wenchang Pavilion congratulates the Dharma minister on his return!"
In the south of Zhongjing City, the main hall was shining brightly. Han Qingzhu led dozens of great scholars in the main hall, holding Daxuan's roster and field books in their hands, and saluted together: "The main hall congratulates the Prime Minister on his return!"
The congratulations paused for a moment, only to hear a group of cavalry in armor from the north of the capital city quickly enter from the north city gate, with the flag of the Weiwu Mansion fluttering in the wind.
This group of cavalrymen pulled the reins at the same time, shook hands together into fists, knocked on their armor, and shouted loudly——
"The soldiers of Wanren Mountain, following the order of the troops, galloped eight thousand miles to congratulate the Prime Minister on behalf of the Weiwu Mansion!" They didn't speak like spring thunder, but the sound spread throughout the entire capital.
After these three congratulations were completed, the voices of the people in Zhongjing City also rang out. "Zhou Yong, the seventh-grade martial artist, congratulates the Prime Minister on his return!" "Han Qi, the Confucian scholar, congratulates the Prime Minister on his return!"
"Little girl Cuiyu, congratulations on the return of Fa Xiang!" "Old man Li Chengyu, congratulations on the return of Fa Xiang!"
The congratulations of the common people gathered together into a brilliant public opinion and fell into the imperial city.
At this moment, Chen Luo stood in the Changming Hall, listening to the voices of the people coming from the pillars of the Changming Hall, and his heart moved slightly.
Ye Heng smiled gently. He looked at Chen Luo and said softly: "Chen Aiqing, please respond." Chen Luo nodded, turned around and walked out of Changming Hall.
He stood outside the Changming Hall, took a deep breath, then clasped his fists with his hands and said in a loud voice, "I thank you all!"
After saying that, Chen Luo bowed deeply towards the direction outside the imperial city!
"On the third day of the eleventh month in the forty-seventh year of Zhenghe in the Daxuan calendar, Duke An Guo, Chen Luo, took over the post of Dharma Prime Minister in the Changming Hall. He wrote a poem in praise of "Qianzhao", which was the first of its kind for all people to write poems about luck; the people's congratulations filled the beams. One day, the sound resounded throughout the imperial city. I was very lucky to see it!"
At a tea stall ten miles outside Zhongjing City, two people were drinking tea, attracting passersby's attention.
One of these two people looks like he is in his forties or fifties, but his body is too strong, like a hill, with black birthmarks on his eyes, and sitting opposite her is a man wearing a bamboo hat. Judging from the figure, she should be a young girl.
Of course, that's not what makes them attractive.
In this capital city, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, and naturally there are young masters who are self-reliant on their status. Among them are some young masters of the third rank. They are so excited that they want to see the appearance of the woman under the bamboo hat.
Now, it has been buried in the ground behind the woman, with only one head exposed. Later, the young master's guards came to rescue... and they were all buried. "Sister, your little brother has taken office, and we can't stop crying. Go find him?"
Ling Chuchu's voice came from under the bamboo hat. "Honey, you can't go now!"
"We have to hide to see which turtle wants to plot against my little brother." "Then..." Ling Chuchu clenched her fists: "Bury them all together!"
When the strong woman heard this, she suddenly realized: "You know, this time, we have to learn from Lao Qi." "Yeah!" Ling Chuchu nodded, "This time, we are fighting wits!"
After the canonization and the dispersal of the dynasty, Chen Luo took his staff back to the headquarters of the branch office located in the west of Zhongjing.
Just like what Ye Dafu said, Gongsun Bo was indeed a little aloof. He only exchanged greetings with him. After returning to the branch, he said he had to handle official business and left alone. However, Wu Yongzhi, who was extremely enthusiastic, took Chen Luo to the branch. After walking up and down, Chen Luo was also allowed to meet Chen Luo, officials from the bias office who were not qualified to go to court.
"Prime Minister Chen, you still need to go to Liumen and the Prison Department to see. The main place of refuge is where Kaifeng Mansion is stationed, and those two places are not built at the same place as the place of refuge."
Chen Luo shook his head: "It's not necessary for the time being. Just ask their chief seal officer to come see me in two days."
With that said, Chen Luo walked into the main hall of the Dharma and sat on the big throne.
"Vice Prime Minister Wu, I don't bother you about anything. Please give me the files of all the officials in the Bias Department." Chen Luo said calmly, "I want the files of all the officials in the Bias Department who are currently serving and those who are to be promoted." ."
Wu Yongzhi was slightly startled: "All official files?"
Immediately, Wu Yongzhi said suspiciously: "Prime Minister, there are no less than 30,000 high-ranking officials up and down the branch. If you include the six-door arresters with cards, it is estimated to be 100,000. Do you want to see them?" "
"Yes, read them all!" Chen Luo smiled and nodded, "I am a fast reader, so it is worth spending some time."
Seeing that Chen Luo was resolute, Wu Yongzhi didn't ask any more questions. He bowed and went out to make arrangements. Chen Luo, on the other hand, took a deep breath and began to close his eyes and rest.
Soon, an official ran in with a thick file, and then another one ran in and put down a stack of files... This was repeated several times, and soon the files in the main hall of the Dharma were piled up into a hill.
Chen Luo was not in a hurry. He took a pile from the air and started reading through it...
When he was in Lin'an before, Ye Dafu told him all about the biased place, and Chen Luoman thought that was enough. But the scene where he was awarded the title today deeply touched him.
Although he knew the importance of the Dharma Appearance, he still underestimated the position of the Dharma Appearance.
Especially when the people's congratulations rang out in the Changming Hall, he truly realized the weight of the responsibility on his shoulders.
To ask for official files, you need to know that every order you follow will be executed by those people; who are their names, where are they from, and how have they been evaluated over the years... It is not realistic to meet everyone one by one, but As a Dharma minister, you should be familiar with the position of each official in your own system, just like a warrior should know the position of every acupuncture point in your body.
I heard Yan Baichuan say that although His Majesty does not have the gift of comprehensive reading, since he came to the throne, he has clearly remembered the name, origin, expertise, transfer experience of each subject, and even the size of his family since he came to the throne.
The principle of integration into the system is to get to know people first and then get to know things.
Facing a mountain of files, although it was troublesome, Chen Luo did not dare to be careless. He was not worried about his hard work, he was only worried that he would make some omissions and cause suffering to the people of the area.
If it is easy to be an official, it will not be easy for the common people; only when it is difficult to be an official, the common people will be able to make progress in their lives.
Fortunately, Chen Luo's soul was greatly enhanced now, and by chance, the two dew crystals blackmailed from the Azure Dragon Emperor also had the special effect of dispelling the fatigue of the soul, so he read the files quickly and never forgot them.
For several days, Chen Luo sat in the Dharma Chancellor's Hall and read the files. The enthusiasm for the new Dharma Chancellor gradually dissipated in Zhongjing. Instead, he was worried about whether Chen Luo would have time to write "Journey to the West" after becoming Dharma Chancellor. Fortunately, Chen Luo had already made arrangements for Mastiff Lingling to publish the chapters of the "Pingdingshan Chapter" that he had already written, which also put the human and demon clans at ease a lot.
However, on this day, when Chen Luo was almost one-tenth away from reading all the files, the chief eunuch Hou An suddenly came and said that there was a report about the bias in the court, and his majesty asked Chen Luo to Luo Shangdian responded.
After Chen Luo heard Hou An's words, he closed the case file in his hand and walked out of the Dharma Prime Minister's Hall for the first time in several days.
"Eunuch Hou, what happened? It's related to my place of origin. Why didn't I get any news before?" Chen Luo asked with a frown while sitting on the carriage heading to the imperial city.
It's not surprising that there was a report in the imperial court about the deviation, but if it actually reached the point where I needed to go to court to deal with it, then it must be a big deal. But since it was not a small matter, I didn't get any information about it in advance, which was wrong.
Something is very wrong!
Recalling that he had just taken office, Chen Luo narrowed his eyes, feeling that someone who was not afraid of death had bumped into him.
"It seems that I have been immersed in reading the files these past few days, which makes people think I have found some opportunity." Chen Luo thought in his mind.
Seeing Chen Luo's unhappy expression, Hou An quickly said: "This is what happened."
"In recent days, many censors have been thrown into similar packages, which are full of complaints about some cases! Those complaints describe the facts of the case very clearly, and many of them are also accompanied by key evidence and testimony."
Chen Luo heard this and asked: "Are these cases related to my bias office?"
Hou An nodded: "Some people are suing Liumen for abusing their power, fabricating evidence and arresting people at will; some are suing Kaifeng Prefecture for accepting bribes and judging cases indiscriminately; and some are suing officials from the Bias Department and local chief officials for protecting each other."
"Basically every case is related to the bias office!" "The censor has started to use these things to make a fuss." Listening to Hou An's story, Chen Luo's face became more and more gloomy.
"Hey, Mr. Guo, don't worry too much." Hou An changed his title and consoled him, "You have never been in official circles before, so you don't know the rules and regulations here."
"Generally speaking, the official administration of Daxuan is clean and honest. It's just that the people of Daxuan are counted in the trillions, and the herdsmen officials, large and small, don't have a million, but there are only five or six hundred thousand."
"Even if one percent has a problem, that's only five to six thousand people." "So it's normal to have these cases."
"There was no need for you to come forward for this kind of matter. But today, for some reason, the rules of the branch were brought up, so I came to invite you to the palace."
Chen Luo was stunned. Is it related to Guizhi?
"Exactly, the officials of the Bias Division who were reported for committing crimes this time are all from poor families." Hou An nodded and said, "Vice Minister Wu and the Censor had a few words of argument, and somehow the topic fell on the poor families."
"The imperial censors believe that 'one who is well-endowed knows etiquette, and one who has enough food and clothing knows honor and disgrace.' Children from poor families are limited by their family background and have many needs. When there are needs, there are desires, and when there are desires, it is easy to make mistakes."
"Therefore, it was proposed that children from poor families should not be employed in key departments such as the Office of Offenders. Therefore, a proposal was made to increase the family capital limit to 0.000 before taking up positions in the Office of Offenders."
"That's why Your Majesty issued an order to summon you to the palace." Chen Luo nodded and his expression gradually softened.
He is not arrogant enough to think that everyone will follow him if he becomes Dharma Minister. Can he guess the purpose of Yan Baichuan and his gang, but the heads of those big families can't guess it?
When interests are involved, there will naturally be some action. Everyone has their own position.
His position as the Dharma Prime Minister was bound to bring challenges. After listening to Hou An's words, Chen Luo finally understood. It turned out that the first knife of the gang was to hit Han Men in a remote place.
At this time, the carriage passed the palace gate and headed towards Changming Palace. Chen Luo closed his eyes and began to think.
The emphasis on poor families in Bianyuan began in the later years of Song Ci. In the hands of Cheng Nansong, this rule was carried forward. This has led to the fact that the number of children from poor families in Bianyuan is now far greater than the number of children from aristocratic families.
They didn't take action before because they didn't care, since the deflection wouldn't hurt them anyway. But now, the situation is different.
The carriage stopped, Hou An opened the curtain for Chen Luo, and Chen Luo walked out calmly. Inside the Changming Hall.
The officials from the Bias Office and the Yushitai looked at each other angrily, and they argued fiercely. Ye Heng, who was sitting on the throne, looked drowsy.
At this time, Chen Luo appeared in front of Changming Palace. He crossed the high threshold in front of the palace gate and walked in.
The moment Chen Luo appeared in front of Changming Hall, the hall instantly became quiet.
Without squinting, Chen Luo walked through the officials step by step, walked to the front, and saluted Ye Heng: "I have met your Majesty!"
Ye Heng seemed to wake up and smiled: "Chen Aiqing is here, just come. Is everything clear?"
Chen Luo nodded: "Hou Shoufeng told me on the way." Ye Heng waved his hand: "Then you can tell me too." Chen Luo smiled lightly: "Yes!"
After saying that, Chen Luo first turned around, looked at the officials from the bias office, and said coldly: "Officials from the bias office are responsible for maintaining order in the palace. What kind of decency do you have for making noises like this? Leave it to the truth. Stand back to your original position!"
Although Chen Luo was usually wild and carefree, he was already in a high position and had done a lot of killings. Now he had a serious face and had a certain dignity.
After hearing this, the officials of the Prefecture returned to their positions in the Changming Hall. Only the Prime Minister Wu Yongzhi still blushed with anger and said: "Zhu Guo..."
Chen Luo raised his hand, interrupted Wu Yongzhi, and then looked at the vaguely head of the censor: "Where has I seen you before?"
When the censor heard this, he cupped his hands and said, "I am Xu Qian, a fifth-grade censor who is chasing the wind. I had the honor to watch the ceremony when Fa Xiang established the martial arts academy in the past."
Chen Luo nodded slightly and said, "Where are the files on the crime? I want to see the truth."
Xu Qian looked at Ye Heng, who nodded. Censor Xu Qian patted the storage bag on his body, and two large boxes suddenly appeared in front of Chen Luo.
"Zhuguo, it's all here."
Chen Luo stepped forward, picked up a piece of paper and started reading it. After reading one piece, he picked up another...
For a moment, there was silence in Changming Hall, everyone was waiting for Chen Luo to read the paper.
Fortunately, Chen Luo read quickly. He looked through everything in the two wooden boxes in about half an hour, and then he breathed out.
"Zhu Guo..." Xu Qian saw Chen Luo finish reading and said, "After reading this, do you think there are any problems with our memorial?"
"With the power of an official position, you can make money. But this kind of money can also cause big and small harms. The biased department holds the power of life and death in judging cases. It is a critical department and should not be reused in a poor family."
"The official understands that this statement is like knocking down a boatload of people with one stick. There must be people from poor families who are sincere officials."
"But, if you are a good official today, you may be a good official tomorrow, but maybe it will change the next day." "It is true that children from aristocratic families also have this problem."
"But the ability of children from poor families to resist temptation, or the cost of tempting children from poor families to give up their morality, is lower than that of children from wealthy families. There is no doubt about this."
"Xiaoguan believes that being more strict in key departments like the Department of Bias is responsible for the world and the people!"
Chen Luo shook his head slightly: "The holy family of aristocratic families also has direct descendants, and there are also different families and branches. Not every descendant of the holy family of aristocratic families is as good as you say, and has enough food and clothing."
"This is the first one. The second one is, is it just the wealth of officials who have fallen? No, just four words: do what they like!"
"If you love money, I'll give you money; if you love wine, I'll give you fine wine; if you love beauty, I'll go and find beautiful women for you."
"How can one block desires when one's resources are limited?"
"Third, have you ever thought that once your wealth is limited, you will laugh at poverty instead of prostitution, and everyone will be ashamed of being poor?"
"What? Do you have a way to turn everyone in the world into aristocratic saints?" Xu Qian was stunned, and then said: "But..."
"It doesn't have to be that!" Chen Luo waved his hand, "I think you are right, and the rules must be changed!"
After Chen Luo finished speaking, everyone looked at Chen Luo in confusion. He had denied it for so long before, and now he said he wanted to change it. What kind of medicine is being sold in this gourd in Zhuguo?
Chen Luo, on the other hand, looked at the censors in front of him with a relaxed expression on his face.
At the time of the Great Xuan Dynasty, the imperial censors were classified as speaking officials and were not under the jurisdiction of the four ministers. When they heard about the matter, whether it was from the officials or the market, as long as they felt it was necessary, they would raise it in the court meeting.
Just looking at them, and then at the two large boxes of cases, he finally understood what the missing part was when he heard Ye Dafu talk about the bias in Lin'an.
From this, he also knew how to resolve today's situation.
Chen Luo turned around, saluted Ye Heng and said, "Your Majesty, I also believe that the rules of the branch really need to be changed."
Ye Heng sat up straight: "Tell me in detail."
"Yes!" Chen Luo said, "I am in charge of the judiciary, law enforcement, and legislation, but who will supervise it? It is the lack of supervision that makes so many officials lose their way."
As he said that, he looked at the two wooden boxes again: "When officials in my branch commit crimes, there are usually only three ways to discover them."
"The first is that the people cry out for injustice; the second is that the imperial censor files a complaint; the third is internal reporting." "I believe that these three approaches are inappropriate!" "These are all accidental and full of uncertainty."
"The Department of Bias needs a department to carry out supervision! It needs to use extreme measures to scare people's greed."
"This department is parallel to the Yifa Hall\Kaifeng Mansion\Six Gates, and is responsible for supervision."
"In addition, it is easy for officials to collude between the Liumen Trial and the Kaifeng Mansion Trial. I intend to let this new department intervene in it."
"Liumen submitted the interrogation results to the department, and the department then filed the lawsuit to Kaifeng Mansion as the plaintiff."
"In this way, you can supervise the trial process of each case and participate in the entire trial process."
"And Yifatang is the supervisor of this department."
"This way, for the officials in my branch, it is like a sharp sword above my head to warn them not to stretch out their hands, otherwise they will be caught!"
After hearing what Chen Luo said, all the officials immediately started talking about it.
Good guy, when a new official takes office, the most he can do is adjust the staff. Are you just dropping a big department from the sky?
However, this new department sounds very powerful, and the positions in it can be planned. After all, even the demon clan now knows that if you follow An Guogong, you will have meat to eat!
At this time, Ye Heng was also deep in thought. It was interesting!
This petition seemed to be Chen Luo finding a cage for the power of the bias office, but Ye Heng quickly thought, what if this power of supervision spread to all officials?
It would be a waste for a department like this to only focus on the biased areas!
Well, this relaxed authority can be given to Chen Luo as a reward. Hehe, if you help me with things, the qualifications for doing things are still rewards.
Moreover, I have helped you strengthen the Dharma. Shouldn’t you help me strengthen the emperor? Well, it’s a sure profit but not a loss! But...
Ye Heng looked at Chen Luo and sighed: "Chen Aiqing, I'm afraid this matter won't go as you wish."
"A new yamen of this level needs a lot of luck and the power of heaven to cast its official seal. It also needs the approval of all the people before it can become a permanent department!"
"Nowadays, the demon job still requires a lot of luck, and I might not be able to support it for a while." Chen Luo: (￣へ￣) Cheapskate!
You just can't bear to pay for my dream. Why do you want to ask me for a demon job? Believe it or not, I won't let you stamp it in the future.
So, Chen Luo forced out a confident smile and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry." "I will solve the problem of the power of heaven." The eyes of the monarch and the minister met each other, and they instantly reached a tacit understanding.
Ye Heng smiled: "In that case, I'm sure!" "What name does Aiqing plan to give this department?"
Chen Luo had a serious look on his face: "Procuratorate... no, Metropolitan Procuratorate! Daxuan People's Procuratorate!" Don't ask, just ask because you are afraid of scrutiny!
After leaving the court, Chen Luo sat on the carriage returning and immediately sent a messenger bluebird to Dongcang City, asking Luo Hongnu to lead the Dongcang Theater Troupe to Zhongjing as quickly as possible.
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After sending the messenger blue bird, Chen Luo closed his eyes again, and his soul drifted to the dreamland of flowers...
