Chapter 200: Killing an egg against a stone

There are no corrupt officials who are not afraid of death. Du Lingchun naturally cherishes his life, so he is even more taboo about others mentioning the word "death" in front of him.But looking at Gongsun Zhuoyu's serious look, his anger immediately disappeared, turning into an indescribable feeling.

"Idiot," Du Lingchun finally softened his tone, pinched his chin and said, "How can anyone be immortal?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu hugged him tightly and said, "There is a difference between dying a good death and dying a good life."

Du Lingchun said angrily: "Then you think I will not die well?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was an honest child. Hearing this, he nodded: "Yes."

Du Lingchun: "..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu held his hand, fiddled with his fingertips one by one, and whispered: "Since the company already has plenty of power and wealth, having that money is the icing on the cake. It doesn't hurt if you don't want it, but it will be a waste of risks. Besides,The locust plague in the south is serious. If those people go too far, there is no chance that it will cause trouble to His Majesty, so why bother wading into this muddy water."

Du Lingchun's state of mind was still a little different from before. I couldn't say where it had changed, but it had changed.After hearing what Gongsun Zhuoyu said, he didn't immediately get angry. He said with unclear meaning: "You are a good person."

Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled warmly and brightly: "If the company is a good person, I will be a good person. If the company is a bad person, I will be a bad person."

Du Lingchun threw away his hand, but not long after, he took it back and said sullenly through gritted teeth: "What a big deal, it's worth all the excuses you give, but if you withdraw this money,You have to go back, but just change from one pocket to another. If you want to help the victims, I will ask someone to change it into rice and grain, and I will distribute it on the way south."

Du Lingchun has been immersed in official circles for many years. He knows how deep the water is than Gongsun Zhuoyu. This is the best solution.

Gongsun Zhuoyu picked up a strand of hair on his shoulder and asked, "Does the boss think I'm nosy?"

Du Lingchun naturally wouldn't think so: "Between you and me, why would you say such a thing?"

Du Lingchun had suffered in the palace for too many years, and the last bit of kindness in his heart had long been worn away.He vaguely knew that he might never be able to become the same person as Gongsun Zhuoyu, but this did not prevent him from protecting the other person and moving forward...

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't know what to say. After a while, he said four words in a somewhat clumsy tone: "The company is really nice."

The company is actually not good, but the company is only good to Gongsun Zhuoyu.

Du Lingchun didn't want to be as tired as a rice cake with him, so he simply got up and walked to the bed: "It's late, go to bed quickly. If you go to bed late tomorrow, no one will call you."

Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately walked up in small steps and climbed onto the bed.He slept very simply. He covered himself with a quilt, hugged Du Lingchun into his arms, and fell asleep in half a cup of tea.

"..."

Probably heartless people fall asleep quickly.

Du Lingchun did not sleep well like Gongsun Zhuoyu, and it often took him a long time to fall asleep.He closed his eyes and suddenly remembered the night when he first arrived in Jiangzhou and the prefect hosted a banquet for him.

Zhang Jiji didn't know that he was outside the door. He once made a drunken mistake and laughed at himself, no matter how powerful he was, it was useless, he was just a rootless eunuch.

This sentence completely offended Du Lingchun, and he clenched the hands hidden in his sleeves. However, before he could get angry, he heard another person say: "There are many poor people who are poor in food and clothing. If they are not forced to do so,, A good man would never enter the palace to purify himself, so why would he slander such a lowly person..."

The voice was low and calm, and he suppressed the fire by accident.

The words slave and eunuch were a thorn in Du Lingchun's heart that could not be easily touched.

It was dusk, and there were dense shadows of trees on the window. The night wind blew in through the gaps, and the curtains moved slightly.The red candle burned silently and slowly, with red tears secretly hanging down. Finally, it burned out and slowly went out, leaving a wisp of green smoke.

Du Lingchun saw Gongsun Zhuoyu turn over and kick off the quilt, then pulled it up and covered him.Lying quietly on the bed, he thought to himself, why did his sister ask him to find a wise person? There was one beside him, and he had already found it.

This person does not despise himself as a slave, nor does he mind his own disability. He never looks at himself strangely.I will teach him writing, read him poems, and buy him rice cakes...

Du Lingchun was like a child at some point. There were many things he wanted to tell Du Qiuwan, his dearest sister, but unfortunately, he couldn't.One by one, they are all related to Gongsun Zhuoyu.So he had to hide it in his heart, hiding it so that no one could see it.

Jing Zhaoyin is in charge of the capital and can participate in court discussions. He has jurisdiction over a total of 23 counties.It can be said that if there is any lawsuit in this huge capital, Jingzhao Mansion cannot be bypassed.It's just that this official position is not easy to hold. Fifteen people have been replaced in ten years, and on average, one will be replaced in less than a year. This shows that it is a high-risk profession.

Gongsun Zhuoyu got up from bed in a daze early in the morning, and when he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion in a carriage, he was still awake.He looked at the two majestic stone lions in front of the Jingzhao Mansion, and realized later that this was no longer Jiangzhou, and subconsciously held up the official hat on his head.

Si Lu had been here to greet him early in the morning. When he saw a young man in a crimson official robe getting off the carriage, he expected that he was the newly appointed superior, so he hurriedly greeted him: "May I ask who you are, Mr. Gongsun?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu saw the visitor dressed as a clerk and asked, "Who are you?"

The secretary hurriedly said: "I am Wen Zhongqing, the secretary of Jingzhao Mansion. I came here to assist you. I learned that you took office today and have sorted out all the files in recent years and put them on the desk."

This is a smart guy and a seasoned guy.

Gongsun Zhuoyu shook his sleeves and walked inside while asking Wen Zhongqing: "I heard that Jing Zhaoyin changed three people this year. Is it true?"

Wen Zhongqing smiled and said: "Of course it is true. The first lord was whipped off his horse by Prince Guangping and is still lying down unable to move. The second lord misjudged the case and was impeached by the Metropolitan Procuratorate. NowHe was sent back to his hometown, and the third master...that is, Master Chu Lian Jiang Chu, was hanged from the rafter by the murderer."

As Wen Zhongqing spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to a horizontal log above his head. There was a light white mark on it from the rope: "Your Excellency was hung on this log at that time."

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his head and glanced at what he was pointing at, thinking that it was strange that he could not only penetrate people, but also bring bad luck.Looking at Wen Zhongqing, I always felt that this man was criticizing Sang and Huai: "Jing Zhaoyin has changed so many positions, but has your position as director changed?"

Wen Zhongqing smiled and held up his hands: "My subordinate is not talented. I have been in this position for more than four years, and this is the fifth year."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself that he was really a powerful person. His immediate boss changed every year, but Wen Zhongqing could still stay stable. He was a talent.He walked to the case desk and took a rough look at it, only to find that there were dozens of unsolved cases in Chu Lianjiang's pile, which were even more "outstanding" than when he was the county magistrate in Jiangzhou.

Gongsun Zhuoyu hissed: "Are these all unsolved cases?"

Wen Zhongqing cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

Gongsun Zhuoyu threw it aside without interest: "Then continue to hang on."

When Wen Zhongqing heard this, the smile on his lips froze. He probably didn't expect that Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't even do anything to save face.I thought that I had heard that he was a member of Du Si's party, and he was probably in the position of Jing Zhaoyin because of his connections. This move was not surprising, so he immediately ordered people to withdraw the file.

The system flew out mysteriously, landed quietly on Gongsun Zhuoyu's lap, and then deliberately scared him: "Stab it——!"

"Mom!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu jumped up from his position out of reflex, already mentally affected by the electric shock. He looked around in panic, only to find that the system was landing on the corner of the desk with its wings fluttering: "Dear, you can't neglect your duties."

Wen Zhongqing was startled by Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't feel pain and numbness for a long time, and then he realized that it was a false alarm. He sat down on the chair in shock, secretly cursing the system for being such a wicked ghost, and at the same time said to Wen Zhongqing: "No...it's nothing, I just saw amouse."

009 flew over and slapped his head with his wings: "You are the mouse, you are the mouse!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu turned his head and dodged without leaving any trace, thinking that this system was really annoying and his ghost was still lingering.Before he started working on the case, his temples were already hurting, and he lay on the table and didn't want to move.

009 sat on his head with a chirp: "Why do you want to be an official if you don't want to serve the people?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows: "Who said that being an official can only serve the people."

He can also accept some harmless filial piety, wear official uniforms to show off his power, receive a salary, and leave his name in history. There are many benefits.

009's blue body flashed: "Either you are not an official, or you must perform your duties as an official, otherwise I will shock you."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought about Dian Dian Dian, you know Dian Dian and you have the ability to kill him with money.But he still succumbed to the threat of the system and reluctantly asked someone to take the files back, only to find that they were all trivial matters.

Gongsun Zhuoyu frowned, pointed to a recent case and asked Wen Zhongqing: "Who is this Wang Xu?"

Wen Zhongqing stepped forward and took a look, then reacted and said: "Back to your lord, this man beat up the young master of the Ministry of Justice and his entourage in the street a few days ago. He is now in prison. Because Lord Chu has died, he has not yet had time to try the case..”

Gongsun Zhuoyu looked at him: "I know he beats people in the street. What I'm asking is, who is Wang Xu?"

Wen Zhongqing was stunned for a moment: "He is a scholar, and his family is poor."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought it was quite interesting: "This is strange. He is a poor scholar. How could he have the courage to beat up the young master of the Minister of Justice and his entourage? Could it be that he is born with supernatural powers and is extremely courageous?"

Wen Zhongqing smiled, feeling a little embarrassed: "This is what Lord Chu ordered, and my subordinates had no choice but to write like this."

The system lay on Gongsun Zhuoyu's shoulder and sniffed pitifully: "There must be grievances."

Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced at it expressionlessly: "Can you please go farther away and don't wander in front of me."

unlucky.

This was not the first time that the system was disliked. He snorted unhappily and disappeared in a whoosh.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that no wonder Chu Lianjiang wrote like this. One was a poor scholar with a poor family, and the other was a young master from the family of the Minister of Justice. Who was stupid enough to offend someone.But it’s not okay without offending him, otherwise wouldn’t he be subject to electric shock?

Gongsun Zhuoyu waved his sleeves: "When the case is brought to the court for trial, I will order someone to bring Wang Xu up. Also, go and arrest that person from the family of the Minister of Justice..."

Wen Zhongqing answered the question with interest: "Hong Wentao, Mr. Hong."

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Yes, summon that thing to me too."

This was the first time Wen Zhongqing met such a boss. Hearing this, he looked at him strangely and confirmed again: "Sir, do you really want to summon Mr. Hong here? What if he doesn't come?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that he had Du Lingchun's support behind him, and he was afraid that he was a dandy, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "If he doesn't come, drag him away. If he can't be dragged away, beat him until he is willing to come."

Wen Zhongqing thought to himself that he didn't realize that this gentleman was so tough, he just hoped that he wouldn't be a tiger made of paper.Wang Xu was already weak and sick, and half of his life was lost after being held in prison for a few days. He might have died in the underworld later, so he might as well be released now.

"Yes, sir, I will order someone to do it right now."

After Wen Zhongqing finished speaking, he walked out and gave a few instructions to the big and powerful government officials at the door, ordering them to escort Hong Wentao back. He also asked people to go to the dungeon to lift Wang Xu up, and then returned to the lobby.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was drinking tea, but there was always something in his heart.The capital is a place where dignitaries gather. If a brick is thrown down, eight out of ten will be relatives of the emperor.Jing Zhaoyin's position sounds majestic, but there are some things that cannot be judged based on his official position. To put it bluntly, he is just a doormat.

For example, the guard guarding the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion might be more imposing than a magistrate.

Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced at Wen Zhongqing: "Then Hong Wentao's father is the Minister of Justice?"

Wen Zhongqing nodded: "Exactly."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was silent for a moment: "Does his family have any other messy relatives?"

"Uh..." Wen Zhongqing thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "There is a woman from the Hong family who is a concubine in the palace. Although she is only a noble, she is pregnant with the emperor's heir."

Any big and respectable family in the capital that doesn't have a few daughters will be drafted into the palace when they reach their age. Most emperors will not give up their reputation in order to win over their courtiers.

There's nothing great about being a royal concubine, but having a dragon seed in your belly is amazing.

Gongsun Zhuoyu hissed, thinking that he was causing trouble. He was about to have someone call back the government servant who had gone to summon Hong Wentao. Who would have expected that he suddenly heard a burst of yelling and swearing from outside, and he quickly got up and walked out quickly with Wen Zhongqing.

"Let me go! Why are you arresting people!"

Hong Wentao happened to be drinking wine at a nearby brothel, and several government officials immediately caught him.They followed Gongsun Zhuoyu's order. If the other party refused to come, they would drag him away. If he couldn't, they would beat him. They dragged Hong Wentao out of the brothel like a sack and dragged him directly to the yamen gate before letting go.

Hong Wentao was so angry that his face was livid and his whole body was trembling. He pointed at the government officials and said angrily: "How dare you do this to me, you damned idiots! Do you know who my father is! Who is my sister!""

In this area of ​​the capital, background is the last word. Otherwise, if others fight for your father and mother, you can only squat in the corner and fight for Duoduo.

The yamen servants were all old-timers. When they heard this, they started to blame the situation without raising their eyebrows: "On the order of my master, I came to summon the young master to appear in court. If you have anything to do, you can report it to Mr. Gongsun."

As soon as Gongsun Zhuoyu rushed out in a hurry, a black pot came flying towards him. When his vision went dark, he almost vomited blood. He was about to speak when he heard Hong Wentao say: "Bah! A mere Jingzhao Yin dares to touch me. He is doing this."Hitting an egg against a stone!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu silently rolled up his sleeves from behind.