The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 65 Knocking

The next day, Zhao Qi personally went to prison to interrogate the assassin Wu Song and met the hero in his previous life. But now his image is very miserable. Yesterday's torture has made him unrecognizable. He was wearing shackles, shackles, and hunched over.

The strong body was covered with whip marks, his lower body was covered with blood and blood, and his clothes were contaminated by blood. But he was still tough, holding his head up and stubborn neck, trying his best to maintain a tough guy

The true nature of

Zhao Qi did not make things difficult for him, but just asked the same question yesterday again. For the sake of killing people, do you have any accomplices? Wu Song's answer is basically the same as yesterday, and it is still 'repeated to repay the injustice for the Lord, no one instructed me, and things are all

It was done by one person.' Then you asked without saying a word. Zhao Xiao sent him back to the cell, just reminding the prisoner not to abuse him, find a doctor to treat his injuries, and ask for alcohol.

Give him all the meat.

Three days later, the situation in Hangzhou Prefecture stabilized, and Zhao Qi lifted the martial law, but he still sent additional personnel to patrol the downtown city to prevent resurgence. He also issued a list of documents in the name of the imperial envoy to allow those who have complaints to sue, and at the same time, he cleaned up the wrongful prison.

He became the Master Qingtian. Prince Yan's "notorious name" had long been spread throughout the Jiangnan land with his travel south. There were crowds of people at the entrance of the Hangzhou government, more than those who watched the tide.

I always change the drums every day.

At this time, Zhao Qi seemed to have become a tireless top, spinning day and night, and went to the hall to review cases during the day. At night, all the time gathered officials from all over the world to investigate old cases and discuss the case. Zhao Qi was very good.

He invited all the civil and military officials of Hangzhou Prefecture, the Transport Envoy, the Xuanfu Envoy and other banned officials to the mansion, saying that it was a centralized office work, but in fact it was more appropriate to say that it was a house arrest. This was to prevent them from rushing to kill and silence them.

, the matter of destroying evidence; secondly, it is convenient for handling cases. Another thing is to lock them in the mansion and cut off contact with the outside world. It can cause less interference and put psychological pressure on them to make them obedient.

Zhao Qi also spent some time on these officials. In the current political environment, these people may not be clean. He used the method of hitting a group, pulling a group, and looking at a group of them to draw these officials.

It was divided into three circles. Those who were extremely guilty and indignant of the public and did not cooperate with the work will be immediately dismissed from office and imprisoned in the prison, and escorted to the capital after the interrogation. For those who were a little small, they mainly focused on pulling the work and retained their work after education to observe the results.

If you do a good job, you will be promoted immediately. After all, he still needs these people to help. Otherwise, he, a foreigner, may not even be able to find the door, let alone handle the case; those who are still hesitating and waiting for it, are not very guilty and the masses report small,

It is to use both kindness and power, allowing them to make meritorious service when they are guilty, watch the results, do not listen to warnings, passively slacking off at work, or even sing opposite tunes, and won immediately without mercy

Zhao Jia's high-pressure policy has not only Hangzhou City, but also the prefectures and counties that belong to it have a new look. Although it cannot reach the level of not picking up the road and not closing the door at night, the market also presents a rare scene of peace and stability.

Those who collect protection fees and bully the market are gone, and all kinds of harsh and miscellaneous taxes imposed on the people have been cancelled. Most of the second generation of officials who are cruel and corrupt officials, bullying others by their power, and the second generation of rich people have disappeared, and even the servants in the government have become much more harmonious.

After all, dozens of bloody heads hung on the city gate, the stand cages in front of the yamen, prison vans entering Beijing appear every day, groups of rogues sent to the quarry, and screams from the yamen are all

It is very deterrent, of course, to those who commit crimes

Zhao Qi was very tired. He lost weight in just about twenty years of heavenly beings and often fell asleep after eating, but he must not relax at this time because he understood that this errand was temporary and would not be left for him.

Too many, if you want to show effects in a short time, you must act vigorously and use an iron fist to rectify. His efforts were just a flash in the pan. After leaving, perhaps the beauty here will soon disappear like a mirage, because this is a system problem.

It is impossible for him to change the accumulated problems in a century by himself. Not even he can walk on the vast land of China. But he must do this, not just to leave a reputation for leaving a reputation, but importantly, he wants to give it to him.

The people hope that the Song Dynasty would have a pure land, so that everyone could understand that the officials of the Song Dynasty and the descendants of the Zhao family were all corrupt officials and playboys. There are still good people and good officials in the world.

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In the capital, Yang Jian, Wang Fu, Cai You, Liang Shicheng and others were relieved when Prince Yan saw him away. Good days were coming, but not a few days of happiness, worries came. Thinking about the rich and prosperous place in Jiangnan,

They also arranged their confidants to serve as officials there. Of course, these benefactors who will not forget when they arrive there. They will send filial piety to the capital every year and three festivals. But just after the Dragon Boat Festival this year, these people all went back to the next day.

But this time, it was not a gift. Some were sitting in prison carts, some were pulled by yamen runners with shackles, and came to join them for thousands of miles, but they could not return home and were sent to the prison for rest.

Wang Fu and others looked at the people they gave away every now and then, and their hearts were bleeding. Wherever they gave away were people. These were all money trees planted. As soon as they bear fruit, they were uprooted by the monster...

However, they were still calm and sent people to comfort each other while strictly ordering their subordinates to withstand and to serve the imperial envoy well. They then responded. The people below acted strictly according to the instructions, but the results were not very effective.

OK, the boss can't cover me, who's going to hang out with you? Seeing that these people are about to be forced to collapse and are about to surrender to the imperial envoy, things finally turned around - the imperial envoy was welcomed by Zhu Xie to Suzhou

The ace is the ace. No one has been dealt with again for more than a month, but the good news has entered Beijing one after another. The prince has started shopping. The prince has taken over a few singers. The prince has started buying houses and buying land. The prince has started to build a garden.

', the few people were relieved. Zhu Jie even coaxed the emperor. He was more than enough to deal with a newly grown kid. They were relieved and started to secretly 'plant trees' again.

It was Mid-Autumn Festival night, and Tokyo Bianliang was still having fun all night. Prince Yan, who was no longer meddling in other people's business, had a lot of business. Everyone had fun, and the emperor was no exception. Zhao Ji held a banquet at Yanfu Palace in the evening.

Entertaining Cai Jing, Wang Fu, Gao Qiu and other confidants, looking at the beauty, looking at the full moon, listening to the song is so comfortable, and the few people are also satisfied

At this time, Gao Qiu, who was accompanying him, saw the emperor happy and stepped forward to say that the minister had heard that Master Su had a lyrics of Mid-Autumn Festival and wanted to sing it to the officials, but I wonder if it was possible?"

"Hmph, I heard that my dear friend never forgets the Su family. Whenever Sumen's children enter the capital, you will give them a lot of money and goods. It's rare." Zhao Ji understood as soon as he heard it. Gao Qiu wanted to take the opportunity to help the past again.

The master asked for it and snorted coldly.

"I used to be a book boy by Mr. Su's side. I was grateful to Your Majesty. I have to have what I have given today. In fact, what I have given is His Majesty." Gao Qiu heard that the words were wrong today, and he quickly knelt down and said.

"I heard that you are very good at making money, and you don't even let go of the military land. Are these things I have given? You guys can't do it, you have a good fortune." He glared at Cai Jing, Wang Fu, Yang Jian, and Liang Shicheng in turn with his eyes slanted. At first glance, several people were startled and looked at each other, but they all knelt down and shouted that they were guilty.

"I heard that Zhu Xie is very filial to you. If you have any, you will send it to your mansion. If you have any, you will get it even better than mine." Zhao Ji looked at the people with a smile and said.

"What do you mean by the official? Is it a villain who falsely accused us?" Liang Shicheng asked after thinking for a while but still understood.

"Hmph, will I fool me?" I didn't jump. Unexpectedly, I stabbed the hornet's nest and Zhao Ji was furious, "Zhu Xie established a small court in the southeast, and every morning, local officials would come to his residence. We are here to ask for trouble, and we are expending bribes everywhere in my name, destroying houses and demolishing houses, which has caused public grievances. Have you ever said to me?

"This time he moved the dragon vein, not only did he die, but he also caused constant natural disasters in the northwest. Why don't you tell me?"

"He received a large amount of silver and stones from my treasury, but he received it from the mansion, forcing the people's belongings without paying any penny. Did he give all the money to you?"

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This time the emperor seemed to be really angry, and he lit their noses and scolded them one by one. Now the few people understood that they were fooled by Prince Yan again. They were beaten with them openly, and they stabbed them secretly. The emperor complained directly to the emperor, no wonder he didn't have any letters. Now no one dares to say anything. Let the emperor scold him, as long as he calms down,

"Hmph, get up." Zhao Ji was tired of scolding, and seeing that a few people were honest, he was very relieved. If he hadn't told these things secretly, he could shock these guys, it seemed that he would have to knock them from time to time, or they would have done so. I was a fool, and I was deceived by them, "I won't pursue it today's Mid-Autumn Festival. Erlang bought me a few lake stones. It was so exquisite and transparent, with a variety of shapes. It was a hundred times stronger than the previous tribute. I still have to do it. Haven't thought of your name, let's enjoy it with me."

"Yes" several people were scared and sweated. They all stood up and understood the truth. "The emperor disliked Zhu Xie's tribute too much. He took advantage of the situation and made a fuss to criticize the poor and cursed the locust. He thought about it. This guy was the same. Is it a joke too? I hid all the good things and didn't send them to the capital. It's time to hit him, otherwise he will forget the three eyes of Prince Ma in the future. "The king and his ministers are facing each other with their own worries. A few stones recite poems and essays, and felt as if he had forgotten all the unhappiness just now, but Zhu Xie, who was far away in Suzhou, caught a cold

Chapter 65 Knocking

Chapter 65 Knocking