Humane Yongchang

Chapter 382
Late at night.

The cold north wind howled in the Chen Family Courtyard, and the closed hall door rustled.

The lights were still on in the hall. Chen Sheng sat alone in the hall, resting his chin on his side, staring at the bowl of cold brown mush on the table next to him.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

A low knock sounded on the door.

Chen Sheng came back to his senses, got up and opened the door, and saw Chen Qiu standing outside the door wrapped in a cold air.

Seeing Chen Sheng, Chen Qiu bowed his hand and bowed: "My minister..."

Chen Sheng grabbed his arm and invited him in: "At home, there are only two of my uncle and nephew. Why are you being so polite."

He invited Chen Qiu into the hall to sit down, returned to the hall and poured a bowl of hot tea soup and put it into Chen Qiu's hands: "I'm sorry, Twelfth Uncle, it's New Year's Eve, and you are still working so hard. "

Chen Qiu took a sip of the hot tea soup, let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Family, mentioning this is a shame!"

Saying that, he stretched out his hand and took out a square folded silk cloth from his arms, and handed it to Chen Sheng: "I know you must be waiting for this, I didn't dare to wait for all the officials to have feedback on the situation, so I will send it to you quickly. already."

Chen Sheng took the silk cloth and said with a smile, "Why don't you have to say that Uncle Twelve knows me? I didn't have the family reunion dinner tonight, don't blame my nephew?"

Chen Qiu let out a "hey", his face full of pride: "You're wrong about this, you, the nephew, don't feel sorry for my [-]th uncle, how can our fourth brother forget our [-]th brother? The late reunion dinner was delivered to us by your father himself, staring at us before he left after eating."

Chen Sheng stretched out his hand of the silk cloth for a while, pursed his lips and nodded, "My father is better at dealing with people than I am."

Chen Qiu laughed loudly and said, "If your father wants to hear your words, he can talk to the brothers for a whole year!"

Hearing his words, Chen Sheng couldn't help but think of his father's dignified face, and couldn't help laughing out loud... It's his blessing to have such a delicate but insensitive father!
He unfolded the silk cloth and went back to the hall to take a closer look at the candles on the court case. He saw that it was written in tiny small characters: 'The right minister Han Fei cooks miscellaneous food in a big pot and orders the judicial officials to share the food' and 'the left minister Li Si' After eating all the food, Zi Shi returned to the Weighing House and urgently recruited all the literary officials to take the risk to inspect the concentration houses', 'Das Nong Fan Zeng ate all the food, and Zi Shi returned to Taiji House to gather the officials to count the accounts overnight'...

That's right, what Chen Qiu sent was Wang Tingwen's reaction after receiving the bowl of miscellaneous food that he sent.

Hanting's hidden front, the Special Warfare Bureau externally, and Qianjilou internally.

Supervising Baiguan is itself a major function of Qianjilou.

It's just that Chen Sheng knows that using spies to monitor hundreds of officials is a double-edged sword. If you use it in a regular way, the officials will be clear and bright, and they will help each other in the same boat. If you use it in an evil way, the ruler and ministers will have different intentions, which will only increase internal friction. Folk feedback is the direction of the investigation to monitor the officials.

But this time, Chen Sheng wanted to know what attitude Wang Ting, civil and military officials would have when they saw the bowl of gooey, so he rarely used Qianjilou's internal monitoring method...

In fact, after returning home, he has been thinking, because of the force majeure factor of natural disasters, the life of the bureaucratic class and the common people in the middle and upper classes of the Han court has been so different. Whether there is a problem with the system of the Han court.

The final conclusion is that the current system of the Han court, although far from enough to be compared with the republic system in which the people are the masters of the country.

But in the context of the current era, this is already the limit!
A master who pretends to be confused once said: eat rice one bite at a time, drink wine one bite at a time, and step too big, click, easy to pull eggs...

Since it is not a system issue.

And the Han court bureaucracy headed by him is indeed most of them fighting for the people to live a good life... No matter whether they agree with Chen Sheng's philosophy or not, at least under his control, most officials are is working in this direction.

Even if there are still a few fish that slip through the net and do not work hard in this direction, they are at most just grinding foreign workers. It is determined that no one dares to go against the direction of his Chen Sheng's progress.

If there is, it is impossible for Qianjilou to have no feedback.

Then, here comes the problem!

There is no problem with the system, and there is no problem with the people, but as a result, such a big problem has arisen.

Even the man at the helm himself fell into the honeypot of power unknowingly, taking fancy clothes and delicious food for granted...

Of course, this is not to say that there is a problem with Chinese clothing, or that there is a problem with the food.

But at the wrong time, there is still a problem with enjoying Chinese clothes and food!
Chen Sheng thought about it for a long time, and finally figured out that it was the consciousness of the bureaucratic class of Han court and the people at the bottom that had separated.

The bureaucrats in the management class do not understand the suffering of the people under their control.

To be precise, it is to turn the suffering of the people into a series of cold data without temperature, as a reference for governance.

On paper, the people were given four taels of food per person per day, and no one died of starvation.

Then there will be no hunger!
That is peace and prosperity!
No one cares, for those people who have been struggling with hunger and cold for a long time, whether these four taels of food can sustain their survival!
No one cares, what is the taste of those moldy grains that are too rough to feed animals...

On paper, they only get four taels of grain per person per day.

Even if they can distribute the four taels of food in sufficient quantities to the hands of every commoner, they already feel that their virtues are comparable to those of saints!
This thing can be big or small.

To put it mildly, this was a last resort in the famine years, and Wang Ting had done his best.

To put it further, this is after Hanting eliminated an exploiting class and then re-established a new exploiting class.

This is not the result that Chen Sheng wanted!

Nor is it the goal of hundreds of thousands of red-clothed troops to fight in the north and south, throwing their heads and shedding their blood!
……

Some people and some things always come to understand the greatness of their predecessors only after they have a personal understanding of them.

Now that Chen Sheng looked at the silk cloth in hand, he was very fortunate, fortunate that he found out early and woke up early.

If we wait until the new exploiting class is truly formed, we will discover and wake up again.

He doubted whether he had the courage to point the butcher knife at his own people and at the hero...

Seeing that Chen Sheng was silent for a long time, Chen Qiu in the hall said in a low voice with some worry, "What are you going to do?"

This information was integrated by himself, and of course he knew the content above.

The two big pots of miscellaneous food were sent to the hands of more than 60 officials of the royal court, all of whom were the three chief officials of each yamen of the royal court.

Among the more than 60 people, someone took a sip and then poured it out secretly.

Someone ordered the servant to throw it into the cesspool without even tasting it, and even secretly scolded Chen Sheng.

Others stared at Fuzzy and pondered for a while, then in the middle of the night they went to find familiar officials to find out what Chen Sheng intended.

There are less than 20 officials like Han Fei, Li Si, and Fan Zeng who can learn from one another!
"It's said that drums don't need heavy hammers."

Chen Shengzhen folded the silk cloth and put it in his arms, and wrote lightly: "Since I hit a heavy hammer and someone still doesn't sound, it means that he is not playing a drum at all, and since it is a broken drum, then don't take it. The kennel is no longer shitting, throw it into the warehouse and eat ashes..."

Chen Qiu wanted to say something, but he held back and said, "Qianjilou is waiting for Wang Ling at any time!"

Chen Sheng smiled: "Don't worry about this matter, Qianjilou's methods cannot be put on the table, it's taboo."

Chen Qiu nodded: "I know!"

Chen Sheng: "It's not too early, you should go back and rest early, we will have a reunion dinner at Panlong Village tomorrow, there is no home and there are many eyes, so you disguise yourself. Dress up and go to Panlong Village to have a good reunion dinner with your uncles."

Chen Qiu was stunned for a while, and then asked: "Listen to what you mean, you won't go to Panlong Village tomorrow?"

"I want to go."

Chen Sheng smiled bitterly and said: "But there are [-] or [-] red-clothed soldiers in Xuzhou, crawling in the snow nest to celebrate the New Year. After this year, they will use troops against the King Qi in Chengyang County, and I have to accompany me. accompany them."

Tonight, this bowl of gooey food really touched him a lot.

He reflected on himself, and since he became the king of Han, he really felt a lot more comfortable.

There is a saying that the upper and the lower are effective, and he also has a certain responsibility for the impetuous atmosphere of the Wang Ting.

"This……"

Chen Qiu looked at him, and his eyes gradually showed a bit of pity from the elders: "I knew that being a king would have so many things, and even a New Year's Day would be uneasy, so we might as well be our Chen family son."

Chen Sheng thought about it seriously, nodded in agreement, "Really!"

If Chen Qiu didn't mention it, he almost forgot that he only wanted to be a rice bug.

Chen Qiu stood up with a sigh, and before he left, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wang Ting's official business needs to be taken care of, and family affairs can't be taken care of. Your father's body is still strong, he can still..."

As soon as Chen Sheng heard this, his head felt as big as a fight, and he quickly got up and gently pushed him out: "Yes, yes, you should go back and rest. If you don't rest, it will be dawn!"

Chen Qiu grumbled and left.

Chen Sheng sat back in the hall, glanced in the direction of Zhao Qing's bedroom in the backyard, and wondered if it was time to clean up a bedroom for Ah Yu...

……

The golden eagle of the steed soars in the gloomy sky.

Chen Sheng hugged the bearskin cloak, and sat cross-legged on the broad back of the big hair for a nap. His majestic kingly innocence stirred endlessly, and he swept away the knife-like wind and snow.

"Chirp!"

A frightened, high-pitched eagle call woke him up, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw a huge snow-white snake tail, like a golden hoop that fell from the sky, fell from the snow cloud, and slammed its head towards him!
In an instant, Chen Sheng's sleepiness disappeared.

The Chunjun sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the stern black sword energy shot out like a laser cannon, facing the snake's tail without dodging or avoiding it.

"Oh!"

The sky-shattering loud noise swayed in the lead cloud, and the majestic Yu Jin expelled the dense lead cloud hundreds of feet, and the huge snake tail flew back into the lead cloud, and there was a painful neigh in the middle.

Chen Sheng jumped up and used his true energy to hold the air against the shock force to prevent Da Mao from being shaken to death by the shock force. Then he fixed his eyes on the lead cloud and saw a pair of bright lights like a beacon in the fog. Silver eyes, appearing and disappearing in the gloomy lead cloud.

"I really bumped into a ghost!"

Chen Sheng sneered, raised his sword without fear and rushed into the cloud of lead.

The dense lead cloud was like a thick fog. With Chen Sheng's eyesight, the visibility could not exceed thirty feet. In the dimness, he saw the huge snake tail roll over and disappear into the lead cloud in the east again.

Chen Sheng held a sword flower in his hand, and all the lead clouds within a radius of [-] feet were condensed into thousands of thick, dark cloud swords!
Without the lead cloud cover, the white snake that fled to the east showed most of its body at once.

Just half of the body is already as huge as a trailer, and under the snow-white snake body, there are also two chicken feet that are extremely mismatched with its huge body, and look like deformed chicken feet.

'Jiao? '

An idea suddenly popped into Chen Sheng's mind, but his movements did not slow down at all. He waved his sword and shouted angrily, "Even if you are far away, you will be executed!"

The voice fell.

A line of small red characters "-50000" flashed in his field of vision.

No strange light flashed, but the thousands of cloud swords floating in front of him, fortunately, seemed to be alive in an instant, and quickly gathered into a giant sword that was exactly the same as the Chunjun sword. The sword, with a "whoosh" sound, shot into the lead cloud where the white snake fled.

"Ow..."

In a high-pitched scream that sounded like a cow, the tail of a snake that was three or four feet long was cut off and fell from the lead cloud, and the blood was like a torrential rain.

Chen Sheng jumped into the lead cloud again, but still completely lost the white trace.

"Big hair!"

"Chirp!"

Da Mao flew to Chen Sheng's side in response.

Chen Sheng looked around vigilantly: "Can you still perceive that snake monster?"

Da Mao: "Gu Gu Gu... (I can't find it)"

Chen Sheng turned his head, and slapped it on the head with hatred: "What's the use of something that doesn't live up to its expectations!"

Da Mao fluttered his wings aggrievedly: "Gugugugugu... (You can't even perceive it, how can this king perceive it)"

Chen Sheng reluctantly jumped on its back: "Let's land first!"

He has long considered that he often rides in and out of the big hair, which may be exploited by the enemy.

The reason why he knew that there was such a possibility was that he dared to run around every now and then.

That's because he is not Han Ting's weakness.

He is Hanting's sharpest sword!

Find him, who is the unlucky one, and say two...

However, this white snake has some problems.

In addition to the system, he can no longer use his own human emperor energy in other ways.

Therefore, it is not unusual for him to fail to discover the existence of this snake demon in advance.

But the problem is that he has always carried Di Qi's Human Emperor Seal with him, but the Human Emperor Seal has not given any warning to this snake demon just now!

It doesn't make sense!

Unless... the Human Emperor's Seal defaults that this snake demon is not a demon!

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Sheng's heart was suddenly filled with anger and anger: 'Lu Bo dog thief, I swear to kill you! '

　There is anti-theft, I will modify it in a few minutes~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)