The First Lackey Under The Empress

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“If that's what the Envoy wants, I have no objections.”

Mo Chou paused, then seemed to understand something, and said faintly.

Giving you support and you don't use it… Is it because you think too highly of yourself, your confidence inflated by repeated achievements? Do you think you can do it without His Majesty's help?

Or is it simply to show off your ability and impress me? To change my impression of you?

It doesn't matter, the female Prime Minister doesn't care.

Although she had a premonition that after Zhao Du'an entered the Pear Blossom Hall, he would inevitably seek her out for help.

After all… a treacherous villain who bullies those below and flatters those above, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, can usually lord it over low-level officials and common people.

But if he encounters powerful and influential young masters he can't afford to offend, his knees will probably go weak, which has nothing to do with ability or skill.

Mo Chou did not doubt that Zhao Du'an was smart and had methods.

But she also knew that the smarter a person is, the more he understands 'assessing the situation' and even currying favor with the powerful.

Well, if you put it that way, there is another possibility:

That is, the man surnamed Zhao never intended to establish his authority, but colluded with the纨绔權貴 of the Pear Blossom Hall, hooking up with them.

Based on Zhao Du'an's terrible persona, this possibility is not small…

But if Zhu Kui were here, his heart would definitely skip a beat. Whenever his lord showed this kind of smile, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky.

…

A moment later, the carriage arrived outside the Zhao Yamen. Zhao Du'an got out of the carriage alone, leaving the female Prime Minister waiting outside.

The Zhao Yamen was an entire complex of buildings, and each hall had its own independent courtyard.

The main entrance corresponded to Ma Yan's office, the "Superintendent Hall."

The nine halls scattered to the left and right, and further behind, was the prestigious "Zhao Prison" dungeon.

“Lord Inspector! Long time no see, I've missed you so much.”

As soon as Zhao Du'an announced himself at the door, Zhou Cang, an old acquaintance and centurion, greeted him with a big laugh:

“Superintendent Ma is busy and can't get away, so he specially ordered this humble officer to wait for you for a long time and lead the way for the Inspector.”

Can't get away? Could it be that he's avoiding me? It feels like I'm calling him senior brother for nothing… Zhao Du'an smacked his lips and nodded with pleasure:

“In that case, I'll have to trouble you.”

Zhou Cang smiled obsequiously: “You're too polite, sir. Please follow me.”

The two followed the stone slab road towards the Pear Blossom Hall. Occasionally, clerks and officials passed by, all looking sideways, obviously having heard of the new chief who had parachuted in.

“Superintendent Ma ordered this humble officer to introduce the situation to you. If there's anything you don't understand, just call me anytime.” Zhou Cang said as he walked.

Zhao Du'an smiled and said:

“Before I came, I had also heard a little about the Pear Blossom Hall. I heard that they are all a group of people who don't obey discipline, is that right?”

Coming up so sharply… Zhou Cang replied awkwardly: “This… that's indeed the case.”

Zhao Du'an asked curiously:

“Does Superintendent Ma tolerate them? With his power, if he really wants to eliminate them, is it difficult?”

Zhou Cang sighed and smiled bitterly:

“Superintendent Ma has His Majesty backing him. If he's determined and doesn't care about the cost, it would naturally be easy to get rid of some minor problems, but…”

He hesitated, as if weighing his words, and finally lowered his voice, choosing a euphemistic way of saying it:

“Sir, do you know that since the establishment of the Zhao Yamen, the endings of the superintendents of the past generations have mostly not been very good.”

Zhao Du'an understood instantly!

In his previous life, when he read history, he discovered that the leaders of institutions such as the Eastern Depot, Western Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard often had tragic endings, and later became sacrifices to appease the anger of the court officials.

But there were also exceptions.

For example, Lu Bing, the leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard in the Ming Dynasty, absorbed the experience of his predecessors. When he was an official, he paid great attention to currying favor with powerful officials, eating from both the emperor and the chief minister.

On the surface, he worked for the emperor, but secretly he also worked for the powerful officials, kneeling and licking in both directions, maneuvering between them, and finally getting out unscathed.

Zhao Du'an was influenced by TV dramas and once thought that the secret service agencies were lawless and had full deterrent power over the ministers.

But after opening the history books, he realized that the situation was complicated.

For example, Lu Bing once knelt down and begged, weeping bitterly, to seek the forgiveness of the then Chief Minister… and then he turned to his political enemy and bit him to death. That's another story.

Back to the Great Yu.

Although Ma Yan would not curry favor with Li Yanfu and Yuan Li, he was still a person after all.

He was loyal enough to the Empress, but he would also consider his own interests and try to reduce the hatred value of the official group.

Therefore, Ma Yan would also tolerate some people who did not need to be offended.

The group of people in the Pear Blossom Hall belonged to this category.

Thinking of this, Zhao Du'an suddenly realized something. Did Zhenbao and the old thief Yuan Li put him in this position with another consideration?

“I see.” He nodded lightly and asked:

“Then tell me, who in the Pear Blossom Hall is not easy to offend?”

Zhou Cang exhaled silently and pondered:

“Newcomers and a few misfits who were kicked out of other halls don't count. As for the others with backgrounds, with your relationship with His Majesty, sir, there's no need to be in awe.

As long as you don't go too far, it doesn't matter if you offend them a little. There is only one exception who must not be offended. He is called Li Lang, and he is also the biggest troublemaker in the Pear Blossom Hall.”

“Sounds familiar, which family's young master is he?” Zhao Du'an frowned.

“The son of Princess Yunyang.” Zhou Cang said softly.

Zhao Du'an suddenly understood!

Princess Yunyang was very famous. She was the old emperor's sister, and the Empress had to call her aunt.

However, because of her young age, she was only about ten years older than Xu Zhenguan.

A true royal nobleman.

Back then, Qin Qiu was able to get into the Beijing circle by climbing onto the thigh of Princess Yunyang's consort. However, Princess Yunyang was most famous not for her noble status.

But for the word "debauchery."

As the Empress's aunt, she openly kept male favorites, often looking for handsome young men to play with in her mansion. The consort's head was as green as could be, making him the number one divine turtle in the Great Yu.

“Princess Yunyang's son?” Zhao Du'an raised his eyebrows.

No wonder he was not easy to offend. Whether it was Ma Yan or him, they both depended on the royal family.

It didn't matter if they offended foreign ministers, but if they offended members of the royal family… they would always have to be wary.

…

…

While speaking, they passed through a side door and entered a courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, a huge pear tree had lush branches and leaves.

On the branches, green-skinned pears hung, not yet ripe.

Turning left was the inner hall, with three gold-plated characters “梨花堂” (Pear Blossom Hall) written on the plaque.

At this moment, it was long past the time for roll call, but the hall was empty. A few chairs were scattered crookedly around a large “conference table.”

Only one female official was lying on the table, dozing off.

Zhao Du'an: ??

“Cough!” Zhou Cang's face was embarrassed, and he coughed with a clenched fist:

“Where are the others? Didn't Superintendent Ma notify you earlier that the new Inspector was coming today? You were supposed to be waiting?”

The dozing female official shuddered and stood up with a start, still dizzy.

Looking at her, she was only in her early twenties, with a rather upright appearance. Half of her face was pressed with a red mark, and there was a string of crystal saliva at the corner of her mouth.

Perhaps she was still sleepy, and she was a little stupid, which reminded Zhao Du'an of the image of a female college student entering the workplace in workplace-themed film and television dramas.

Her eyes were clear and foolish, as if the next moment, she would bow ninety degrees and say "I'm sorry!"

Qian Kerou stayed up late last night reading storybooks and missed the time.

This was not a problem in the past, because the Pear Blossom Hall had no hall officials, and everyone was disorganized and undisciplined.

Taking roll call was just a formality, and it was common to skip work or doze off.

But today was different. In her confusion, she remembered that the new Inspector was taking office, and she explained tremblingly:

“They've all come, they're playing cards in the back… I, I'll go call them!”

As she said that, she ran away, and after taking two steps, she remembered to turn around and salute her new boss. Unexpectedly, when she saw Zhao Du'an's handsome appearance, she was stunned and said softly:

“Please wait a moment, sir.”

Then she ran away in a puff of smoke.

Zhou Cang explained awkwardly, rubbing his hands: “I clearly notified them yesterday…”

“It doesn't matter,” Zhao Du'an's face showed no anger, but rather a smile, as if he didn't care at all:

“By the way, who was that just now…”

“Oh, a newcomer who hasn't been in the Yamen for long. She doesn't have much of a background. She was hired to fill the vacancy of her family member. She's a mortal martial artist.” Zhou Cang introduced, “She's one of the few obedient subordinates in the Pear Blossom Hall.”

When you say “few”, do you mean “only one”… Zhao Du'an slandered in his heart, his smile becoming even brighter.

Good, very good, they despise their superior on the first day. He is very satisfied.

After all, if they were all obedient, how could he establish his authority, the so-called “one shouldn't hit a smiling face”? After all, he is not a demon.

“There are many talents, I am very pleased.” Zhao Du'an said calmly, leaning against the big pear tree in the courtyard.

Zhou Cang was sweating profusely, feeling a cold wind blowing.

But he saw Zhao Du'an had already taken a step and walked straight into the hall, glancing at the weapon rack next to the wall.

Then he turned around, leisurely, and sat in the main seat at the end, closing his eyes and waiting.

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