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Chapter 1514 Never Hire
One day in the midsummer of the first year of Yongde, King Wei took his family and prepared to set off.

Walking out of the station, Concubine Shu turned around and took a look, very serious, as if this Nilv was the home she had lived in for many years.

The shopkeeper of Ni Lu came out to see him off with a smile, and when he learned that King Wei and his party would return without knowing when they would return, he said, "Please wait."

What does this person mean?
Everyone is puzzled.

The shopkeeper ran in like flying, and when he came back, he was holding a copper coin in his hand.

The copper coin looked old, its surface was rubbed smooth, the handwriting was blurred, and it was hung on a red rope.

"The small family has been running this inverse brigade here for generations. The ancestors watched those poor people go out to sea to survive. After many years, only two or three of the ten middle schools survived. When the ancestors asked, they all said that most of them were buried in the wind and waves. Poor those People... the ancestors went to the Taoist temple to pray to the gods for this reason. The Taoist priest said that those who go to sea can ask for the protection of hundreds of money."

The shopkeeper held the copper coins, "But at that time, we were poor. Besides, who would have the face to ask for money from hundreds of families? The ancestors felt pitiful when they saw those poor people, so they thought of a way to pass a copper coin through the hands of hundreds of families. It’s considered Baijiaqian. Since then, whenever someone wants to go overseas to seek a living, the grandparents will give them a Baijiaqian...it’s been 370 years.”

The shopkeeper handed over the copper coin, "Whether it is a businessman or a homeless person who comes to the door, a copper coin will be given. Don't be disgusted by the king, this is just a small thought of the villain."

There was a hint of tenderness in King Wei's indifferent eyes, he took the copper coin, hung it around his son's neck, turned around and said, "Thank you very much."

"Bon voyage!" The shopkeeper saluted.

Everyone walked slowly.

Luocheng is not that big, it has three streets, and if you shout on the street in the middle of the night, you can hear it clearly at the end of the street.

During the time waiting for the monsoon, Wei Wang's family had already gone around the small town, not to mention that they couldn't go wrong with their eyes closed, but they couldn't be more familiar with each other.

But today, except for the children, everyone looked at everything in front of them almost greedily.

Those cunning middlemen also became kinder in their eyes at this moment.

"gone?"

"Well! Let's go."

In a word, it seems plain, but it is particularly nostalgic at this moment.

Only the child is eager to go to sea, wishing to get on the boat right away.

No matter how long the road is, there is an end. On the pier, Ma He is waiting.

The original county magistrate, Zhan Ming, was autistic after that day... hiding at home, waiting for the result of Maher's impeachment.

Corruption, loss of public welfare and private interests... Adding up all the crimes, there is a high probability that Zhan Ming will spend the rest of his life somewhere.

"I have seen the king, the king, the navy has finished resting." Ma He and Fang saluted.

"it is good!"

King Wei turned around, Big Sister Huang and the child came over, Concubine Shu squatted behind...

"Aniang, what are you doing?" King Wei strode over and saw his mother squatting there, digging the dirt with a dead branch.

"Get a porcelain bottle." Concubine Shu said.

King Wei was puzzled, but still made people look for the porcelain vase.

Concubine Shu filled a porcelain vase of clay, got up and handed it to Damei Huang, and said: "When we were at home, if a businessman from our place wanted to travel far away, Ye Niang would fill him a small bottle of clay. One side of the soil supports the other. If You don’t need medicine when you’re out in the water and soil, just take some soil and drink it with water, it’s very effective. It’s just a pity, I forgot about it in Chang’an.”

"Good advice!" Fang Suo was a little surprised that Concubine Yu Shu knew this, "There is mud on my navy boat."

"Get on board!"

After boarding the navy ship, Concubine Shu stood at the bow and suddenly knelt down slowly.

"Yeniang, if I go, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. I wanted to go back to my hometown, but Erlang wanted to go overseas. I couldn't bear him, so I followed him. It's just that after death, my soul can't return home. Yeniang... Farewell, daughter!"

Concubine Shu solemnly kowtowed.

King Wei watched silently.

He has no impression of his grandfather's family, and he has no feelings for his grandfather and father.

Come to think of it, their good days are numbered!
Seeing his wife and son kowtowing towards their hometown, King Wei quietly raised his hand, as if he was saying goodbye to something.

"I'm leaving!"

……

Jielong is now considered to be under one person in Jinyiwei, but above a thousand people.

After the emperor ascended the throne, Jin Yiwei's focus was to stare at the powerful families in Guanzhong.Afterwards, the powerful family was severely beaten by the emperor. Jin Yiwei made a lot of contributions in this battle, and Jielong was also rewarded.

Jielong is still used to eating mutton for breakfast, preferably roasted.

Now the emperor takes the lead in not allowing slaves, and the two servants in Jielong's family have also become employment systems.I was not used to it at first, and felt that there were more outsiders in the house.After adapting, Jielong didn't feel anything.

"Your Majesty is merciful." The hired worker Chen Shi delivered the roast mutton and praised him sincerely.

The roast mutton was still sizzling, Jie Long took a knife and said: "The people of Jinyiwei have nothing to do with kindness. I don't think it matters, because I don't need to find the feeling of being a master at home. In Jinyiwei, there is only Enough!"

Chen Shi bowed his head, "Yes!"

Put a piece of hot roast meat into your mouth, feel the aroma of roast lamb, and the scorching heat, and suddenly wake up this morning.

Jielong is a lover of strong flavors, and the roast lamb must be served with sauce.

After breakfast, he led the horse out of the house.

The weather is still cool at the moment, and Jielong is not in a hurry, he leads the horse and walks slowly on the street, feeling the gradually warming fireworks on both sides.

Hubing from the Dong family, Huto from the Xi family, and Lengtao from the Chen family...

A sound of shouting constitutes the morning of Chang'an.

It reminded Jielong of the early morning in Tanzhou.

At that time, he followed He Lianyan and lived under the emperor's uncle's hands. Every morning, he would always be thankful that he had lived another day.

"Jie Tongzhi!" A Shangya official cupped his hands.

Jielong nodded, no need to return the salute.

Jin Yiwei is His Majesty's domestic slave, a domestic slave, naturally he is not allowed to communicate with officials from other courts, this is what Concubine Li said.

When he arrived at Jinyiwei, Jielong asked someone to make tea and scrape the oil in his stomach.

"It is said that there are more delicacies in Bianjing than in Chang'an?" Jielong suddenly asked the entourage.

"Yes, we have many brothers in Bianjing, and there will be a quick horse to send news to Chang'an every few days. How about asking them to bring some food that can be preserved?"

Jie Long hesitated, "That's all."

"What are you afraid of?" The entourage said with a smile: "Now the commander is in the palace, that is, he comes out once a day. Isn't this Jin Yiwei the master? Who dares to criticize some delicious food?"

Jie Long waved his hand, and the entourage left.

He drank tea, looked at the news from all sides, got up suddenly, and walked out with a piece of news, "I'm going to the palace."

When he entered the palace, the emperor was discussing the conquest of Shu with his important ministers.

"The army is scattered everywhere to suppress the powerful local clans. They need to be brought back slowly. And after returning, they have to rest for a while..." Song Zhen has returned to Chang'an and is in charge of the Ministry of War.

"Not long after Song Qing came back from Northern Xinjiang, I asked you to take over the Ministry of War non-stop. Some people said that I used my servants like cattle and horses. I think this is right. After all, I am also a cattle and horse, but I am for the people of the world. Just be a cow and a horse."

The words from the outside world are a bit sour, but they are actually slandering the emperor for not reusing officials from outside the Northern Xinjiang Department.

Song Zhen smiled and said: "To be honest, at my age, I don't sleep much, and when I close my eyes, there are countless past events. The black man wakes up when the sky is still numb. If I have nothing to do, I feel that life is better than death."

"That's right, if there is nothing to do, this person will feel overwhelmed and doesn't know what to do with his life." Luo Cai was obviously deeply touched.

"So, you have to take care of your body, lest people still have the heart to serve me, but your body can't bear it anymore." The emperor smiled and said: "I will ask the medical officer to give you a diagnosis and treatment later."

After finishing the topic of harmony, the emperor looked slightly cold, "How is the Ministry of War?"

Song Zhengang found out the situation, "It turns out that Zhang Huan didn't care much when he was here, and the military department was infiltrated very badly..."

"Your Majesty." The household department had something to say about this, and Cao Ying came out of the class. "I checked the account books. At the beginning, the false emperor cut off all the money and food that should have been given to me in northern Xinjiang, and most of them were given to southern Xinjiang. Among them, there are Lie about..."

"If you lie about the number of soldiers, you must have the cooperation of the Ministry of War!" This is a new situation, Song Zhen said, "I will investigate later."

"Strictly investigate!" The emperor said calmly: "Such people poach the corners of Datang's walls, and dig into the corners of my walls, and they will be severely punished!"

"Yes!"

The murderous intention burst out, Han Ze couldn't help shivering, and seeing someone coming in outside, he went to ask questions.

"Jin Yiwei Tong Zhi Jie Long begs to see His Majesty!"

Jielong was brought in, and after saluting, he said: "Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei has got the news that there are secret discussions in the old place of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and they are going to encourage the literati of the Southern Zhou Dynasty to stay out of office..."

After the destruction of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Nianxu's family was taken to Chang'an, and the royal family... all moved to Chang'an within five suits.

This is drawing from the bottom of the pot, who the hell wants to rebel, you have to find a big banner first, right?

The royal family is gone, who are you rebelling for?
What is your reason for rebellion?
Later, Tang officials poured into the old places of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and together with the descendants of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, they took over the political power in various places.

In the process, many officials who opposed the New Deal were purged, and they were driven home to eat old rice according to the emperor's order.

The biggest problem of literati is that they have a high self-esteem, thinking that the sky is the boss, and I am the second child.If you don't use me, you're Sabi, if you don't use me, you're blind...

As time went by, this disdain turned into resentment. The literati in the hometown of the Southern Zhou Dynasty wrote poems and lyrics, faintly expressing the meaning of being depressed.

——Emperor, use us!
But the emperor of Chang'an seemed to have never seen him.

Thus, resentment turned into hatred.

"Your Majesty, if all the officials from the Tang Dynasty are used to rule the old land of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, it will cause a lot of trouble." Luo Cai said: "In many cases, local people must be assisted."

"I know."

The emperor said: "Let me tell you, I am very happy to hear that those people are not willing to take up official positions!"

Isn't this a bit of a slap in the face?
The ministers: "..."

The emperor said indifferently: "Without the king butcher, do I still want to eat pigs with hair? Ministry of officials."

"The minister is here!" Luo Cai stood up.

"The local people who are officials in the local area will soon become a local big family, monopolizing all kinds of local resources, and doing great harm. The Ministry of officials should use five to ten years to promote being an official in a different place."

In this way, the regional concept in officialdom disappeared.

"Yes!"

"Jin Yiwei has investigated this group of people and will never hire them!"

(End of this chapter)