Peerless Pirates

In the back hall of the Criminal Department, Huang Yuandu's face was covered with frost, and he looked at the confession in his hand (The Chinese Dragon Clan is in another world). Ni Wuji had sweat on his forehead and a look of anxiety on his face.

Huang Yuandu quickly read Ju Zhengren's confession and handed it to Song Zheng. Song Zheng read even faster, reading the confession almost ten lines at a time.

"Then Eunuch Lan is stealing and selling military salt for the sake of wealth, so he shouldn't have any reason to poison the salt?" Song Zheng said with some confusion.

"I think so too," Ni Wuji dared to add.

Huang Yuandu frowned, "Yes, that is to say, the eunuchs in the prison don't know that there is poison in the salt, let alone how many such poisonous salts there are. Come on, sir, let's enter the palace quickly and let the emperor issue an order to investigate the forbidden army.

Warehouse! Commander Song, you go to the Forbidden Army camp immediately and surround the warehouse, Lan Xiangming and all the handymen first. The imperial edict will be sent there immediately."

Song Zheng hesitated for a moment. As a member of the Imperial Guard, he had to obey the orders of the young emperor and his superior, the Deputy Commander of the Imperial Army. It seemed inappropriate for Huang Yuandu to issue this order (Download Magic Star Ring txt).

Huang Yuandu knew what Song Zheng was worried about, and said coldly, "Commander Song, you just need to fence the place first, don't touch the things inside. The matter is urgent, and the imperial army is responsible for guarding the imperial city. The stakes are high, so you won't be afraid of taking responsibility.

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Song Zheng changed his mind and said, "I will go back to the Forbidden Army camp and have a drink with Eunuch Lan."

Wuji secretly praised that Song Xiaolang was young but very careful. Although he obeyed the authority in a hurry, he still mobilized the forbidden army without authorization to besiege the eunuchs in the prison, which was considered a crime. However, Song Xiaolang used the excuse of "drinking" to go there.

Detain Lan Xiangming and wait for the order without leaving any flaws.

Huang Yuandu hummed and went out first, followed closely by Ni Wuji and Song Zheng.

The Hall of the Criminal Department and the Prison of the Criminal Department are both in the south of the imperial city, not far away. Song Zheng immediately rode a fast horse and went straight away. However, he did not leave the city directly, but turned a corner and quickly came to the gate of the palace and pulled over a sergeant.

, whispered, "This big brother, I am Song Zheng, the commander of Qianhu, the Forbidden Army. Please send a message to the prince quickly, 'The Duke of the State is poisoned, the poison comes from the army's salt, and the salt comes from the Forbidden Army.'"

After saying that, he got on his horse and hurried to the west of the city. The sergeant had seen Song Zheng and saw that he was in a hurry, so he did not dare to neglect and reported quickly.

At this time, Huang Yuandu and Ni Wuji also rushed to the gate of the imperial city.

Before entering the door, several figures were seen hurriedly approaching. As soon as Huang Yuandu got out of the car, the two people in front of him quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Father (uncle)!"

"Feng'er, why are you here?" Huang Yuandu was startled, feeling that something was wrong. The visitors were his second son Huang Song and his nephew Huang Feng. As the commander of the Imperial Guard, Huang Feng rarely came to the palace.

Now that you are coming to find yourself in a hurry, there must be something big going on.

Huang Feng, who is thirty-nine years old this year, was born in the military. He served under Pang Tong in his early years and has a complicated military experience. He served as a garrison in a state and as a general at Shandong Road Pass. Later, he followed Huang Yuandu's orders and

Quit the Border Army and return to Jiangning to secretly form the Guards Army. Of course, the name at the beginning was nothing more than a name.

It was to train guards for the Bao family. When the time was right, it was officially renamed the Du Wei Army and became a capital guard force parallel to the City Guards (read the full text of "Zhao Ji Tian Xia"). Although the Du Wei Army was smaller in number, it was also inserted by Pang Hui.

A lot of mistakes were made, but Huang Feng firmly controlled the army with his own abilities.

Huang Feng spent so much energy on this army that half of his hair turned gray at the age of thirty-nine. If you were to name someone who Huang Yuandu absolutely trusted, I am afraid that even Huang Song is not as good as his cousin Huang Feng.

Huang Feng's body shape is similar to Huang Yue, but more sturdy and burly. He always looks calm and mature. Even if there is something important to report to Huang Yuandu, Huang Feng still has no look of panic on his face, but clenches his fists.

It had to be tight so that people could see the waves in his heart.

"Brother said that something big happened in the military camp, so he came back to find you, so I brought him over." Huang Song explained, but judging from his expression, Huang Feng did not tell him what happened.

Huang Yuandu nodded and tickled his ear. Huang Feng leaned into his ear and whispered a few words. Huang Yuandu's face was immediately filled with shock.

"This matter is too important. I have to report it to the Taiwei Mansion. Let me tell my uncle first. He has made preparations."

Huang Yuandu hesitated for a while, then Fang nodded, "Go ahead and control the news so as not to cause a big panic."

"I have ordered the Imperial Guard camp to be cordoned off, and no sergeant can leave the camp."

"Well, you go." Huang Yuandu waved his hand. Huang Feng turned around and led people straight to the palace. Huang Song, on the other hand, could not figure out what was going on and looked a little impatient.

Huang Yuandu glanced at him and whispered, "Assemble all the dark eagles in Jiangning City and keep an eye on Ji Yong's Shangshu Mansion. Whether the dark eagles can return to their rightful ways depends on this time."

Huang Song was stunned and couldn't figure out why Ji Yong and the Duwei Army were connected again.

Huang Yuandu snorted coldly, "Don't think that I don't know the relationship between you and Ji Yong. If you get into trouble this time, you will hand over Dark Eagle."

Huang Song was startled, quickly bowed and took two steps back, turned around and left quickly (read the full text by Duan's descendants).

Huang Yuandu watched his son and nephew leave, and couldn't help but sigh softly, and thought to himself, Song Xiaolang, is this your method? It is indeed extremely wonderful, but if I don't help you, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight the tiger and will be injured instead.

Forget it, who asked Huang Yue to be tied up with you? I will help you once. Let Jiangnan never have a Ji family from now on!

"Prime Minister, should we go in?" Ni Wuji came forward and asked softly.

Huang Yuandu nodded slightly and entered the imperial city.

Miyagi, Xizhai.

Pang Ying looked at the stack of papers on the case with a look of hesitation on her face.

"Your Majesty, do you need some food?" Qian Manqian asked softly.

Pang Ying shook her head, "No idea. Come on, take a look at Master Song's article. It seems very reasonable, but it always makes me feel that something is wrong."

Qian Mancai picked up Song Zheng's imperial examination paper and read it quickly. The little emperor stood up and paced back and forth in the hall, muttering as he walked, "Money war, trade surplus, economic sanctions, military costs...

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A quarter of an hour later, the cupboard was full of money and he gently put down the test paper, "Your Majesty, I've finished reading it."

"How was it? What do you think?"

"I feel like two merchants were doing business. It seemed that the Song Dynasty was opening up business with the Liao Kingdom, and the Song Dynasty got the advantage. And the bigger the business, the more the Song Dynasty got the advantage. So the Song Dynasty became richer and richer.

Daliao is getting poorer and poorer."

The little emperor's eyes lit up, "You understand, yes, we are indeed doing business, and it looks very cost-effective. But why don't I want Song Liao to do business?"

"Because the Holy One is thinking about the current Daqi and Jin Kingdoms. Taizu's last edict was to restore the sixteen states of Yanyun north of the Yellow River. The Holy One wants to rob them, and of course he is not willing to do business with them (Fuyunpianxing's latest

chapter)."

"Yes, that's the truth." Pang Ying clapped her hands, "Why should we do business with him when we can snatch him away?"

Qian Mancai hesitated for a moment, "Your Majesty, I think Commander Song's intention is not not to rob, but to use Xixia and Shu to train troops first. When we are strong and Jin is weak, we will turn around and fight."

Pang Ying hummed, then fell silent and started walking again.

There are eleven test papers sent by the Ministry of Rites today. According to the rules, the Ministry of Rites will select ten from them and ask the little emperor to use his pen to select the number one, second and third overall. The reason why the eleven papers are selected is because various officials

Song Zheng is not sure about this test paper. Some people praise him, and some people criticize him for making false claims.

Pei Jian, the Minister of Rites, originally disliked Song Zheng's article. Although it had some truth, it was too vulgar to discuss businessmen's affairs based on state affairs, which would damage the reputation of the imperial examination. However, Pei Jian was a cunning old man and did not publish his own article.

Opinion.

In fact, whether he was derogatory or praising, his thoughts were not so simple. On the one hand, everyone knew that Song Zheng had a close relationship with the emperor. The emperor called him "Master Song", and his father Song Jue had just been hired as a court official.

The Emperor respectfully addressed him as "Sir", and the Song family and his son were inseparable from each other. At this time, if Song Zheng's paper was not selected into the top ten, I'm afraid it would be unjustifiable.

On the other hand, Song Zheng was too envied by others. He had previously been known as a "winner in both civil and military affairs", and last year he won the first prize in martial arts. If he was named the first prize in literary studies again, wouldn't he become an eternal person? Don't say that

There is no one to come after, at least it is unprecedented.

Human. Moreover, Song Zheng is now the commander of Qianhu of the Forbidden Army. He has already taken the path of a military general, and now he comes to mix with the civil officials. He has too much appetite. He is the number one scholar in civil and military affairs. For such a monster, I am afraid that the entire Qi Kingdom will also find him.

Can't find a good place to arrange it.

The two sides are entangled, so the marking officials argue endlessly. The supporters are trying to curry favor, while the opponents are full of jealousy. The source of the dispute is no longer about Song Zheng's article itself, but about how each of them is in the officialdom.

A question of standing.

In the end, there was no other way. Tong Huixian, the Minister of Rites, came up with an idea. Since no one could convince anyone, let's come up with an eleventh portion (read the full text of The Legend of Light and Darkness). It can reflect everyone's emotions and avoid them.

Make it true. As for the result, let the Queen Mother and the Holy One decide it.

It is stipulated that there should be ten servings, but the Ministry of Rites has sent eleven servings, which is against the rules. However, it is difficult for officials who rely on words to make a living. Pei Jian’s explanation is this: During this session, Yuan Song Zheng wrote an article, we

None of these people could understand it clearly, and they were afraid of burying their talents, so they left it to the Holy Sage and the Queen Mother to make a decision. The Holy Sage was gifted by Heaven, and the Queen Mother also has insight into all things, so she must be able to see it thoroughly.

The people in the Ministry of Rites were arguing, and the little emperor was hesitant. He was also complaining in his heart, Master Song, why did you write such a bad article?

You are worthless, and yet you have written so many flowers and every word is precious. I will choose you as the number one scholar no matter what. Now it’s good, no one has written as long as you, written a thousand words, and also said some new and strange words.

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After thinking for a long time, the little emperor said, "Little noble son, what kind of ranking do you think is best for Song Zheng?"

The cupboard was full of money and he bowed his head, "Everything is according to the Holy Will!"

"I'm asking for your opinion. If I have an idea, why should I ask you?" The little emperor snorted coldly.

"Then... I'll give you the second spot."

"Oh, tell me why?" the little emperor became interested.

"I heard that Commander Song went to the palace with Sheng yesterday, and the Queen Mother was very dissatisfied after hearing this. Although she agreed to your reward for the Song family, she may not agree to your selection of him as the number one scholar this time."

The little emperor nodded, "It seems to make sense."

While the young emperor was thinking about it, Shui Ding came in to report that Prime Minister Huang Yuandu, together with Minister of Justice Ni Wuji, asked to see him outside the palace, saying that they had something important to report.

"The prime minister is here? Just in time, I want to ask him for an idea." The little emperor said happily.~

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