Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 118 A Conspiracy

All things come back to life after the Waking of Insects, but the court is in a state of quarrel over a trivial matter.

The incident naturally started with a murder in the street in Hongdu Prefecture. There was nothing to argue about in terms of reason and law, but the person killed was a child of a noble family after all, and the one killed was the descendant of an honest official. Of course, there were not only Gao Shilian's faction in the court, and the self-proclaimed Qingliu faction was also a formidable force.

This is an interesting matter. According to the normal way of handling it, the official who carried out the beheading order should be ordered to reflect on himself, but the clean officials suddenly became united and took turns to find loopholes in this matter. They wanted to find more than a hundred problems in three days. From top to bottom, they began to frantically attack the initiator of this matter, including Lao Guo.

At the beginning, Gao Shilian and his group just watched the commotion. After all, it was to mess with that damn Guo Minghuai, and Gao Shilian was extremely happy. Finally, someone could fight against that Guo dog. It would be best if the commotion could be difficult to clean up, and then the blood of the entire Jiangnan Road would be rotated. Then, as long as Old Guo fell, wouldn't the fat Jiangnan Road be easily captured?
How long will this Qingliu feast last? It lasted until Zeng Ming, one of the Three Dukes, returned to the court. He was the leader of the Qingliu, and although his overall power was not as strong as that of Prime Minister Gao, he was still an opinion leader in the court. When he came back, he found that his people were madly biting Lao Guo.

He thought it was not right, and then he saw that Gao Shilian not only did not object, but also agreed from time to time. Zeng Ming frowned, thinking that this would not work.

The game can be lost, but Lao Gao must die.

So after his advice, the Qingliu's spearhead suddenly turned to the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice, and then escalated to an attack on Prime Minister Gao Shilian.

They said that the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple were not strict in their laws, then they said that Gao Shilian was powerless to control his subordinates, and then there was a fight in the court. If Xia Linlai saw the current scene, he would definitely sigh, it turns out that the court scenes in movies and TV shows are all lies, this group of wealthy, powerful and cultured scholars quarreled like that market shrew, except that they used fewer dirty words, but their offensive power was not weaker at all.

The entire court was in chaos at this point, and the two factions began to attack each other clearly, without even caring about what happened in the first place.

After a few days, the excitement died down a little. Some people started talking about the Southern Tour again. After watching the excitement for a week, Emperor Hongbao suddenly said, "Yesterday, I considered it again and again. The laws of the country do need to be strict. I plan to set up a law enforcement office. People can be drawn from the Censorate, the Ministry of Justice, and the Dali Temple."

In a word, the two groups immediately forgot about the whole southern tour and started biting each other like dogs seeing a bone.

The name of the Law Enforcement Office tells us that it will hold great power in the future. After all, judicial responsibility has always been a battleground in the court. Now the problem is that there are limited vacancies in this office. If the two ministries and one temple compete for these limited positions, won’t they beat each other into a thousand-year cake?
A few days later, the door of the Law Enforcement Office was still being decided on which way to open, but a group of people from the two ministries and one temple had already entered or left because of the mutual attacks. Now the leaders of both sides came to their senses and realized that His Majesty was killing three people with two peaches...

But the problem is that even though they know this is a trick, and both sides have already bitten each other to this extent, can they still back down? Whoever backs down will mean that a large part of the central authority in the future will be handed over to others.

What to do? Keep biting!

Xia Lin was still wondering these days, why hadn't he been punished yet? He didn't believe that the people in the court had changed their minds and would support his behavior. In their eyes, there was no law at all, only power and struggle.

The dynasty has been around for more than two hundred years and is almost three hundred years old. According to the law, it is already at its end. It seems peaceful but it is just one step away from falling apart. When Lao Guo and his group of repairmen arrive, the Wei Dynasty will collapse immediately. Although the young prince is trying hard to remedy the situation, his plan has good starting points, but the premise is that the Wei Dynasty can still hold on.

So Xia Lin felt that something must have happened in the court.

It's true that his ability to lead troops in battle was average, but his vision in this regard was very unique. Something really big had happened in the court, because the struggle in the Law Protection Office had reached a fever pitch, and both sides were anxious. Whoever had the greatest hope of getting promoted would be brought down by the other. With only ten days left before the southern tour, as many as twenty-two people had been dismissed and convicted from the three departments.

And the closer it gets to this point, the less likely they are to let go, because everyone knows that if the other party takes control of the Law Enforcement Office, the first thing they will do is to carry out a large-scale purge of the other party's forces.

But it seemed that both sides could no longer fight, and there was even a vacancy in the Ministry of Justice. Now it was time for the peak showdown between the two top masters.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, instead of wavering like this, it would be better to select a young talent from officials from other provinces to run the new government office." Lao Gao was still very decisive. He directly put this matter on the agenda: "I think Ye Ji, the magistrate of Dantu County, is a good man. He is not only the new top scholar, but also has natural talent. Dantu was originally a poor town, but now it has become a prosperous place."

Emperor Hongbao laughed inwardly when he saw his expression, "Please invite the disciples of both sides to come on stage!" As expected, just as Gao Shilian finished speaking, Zeng Ming stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I think Xia Lin, the magistrate of Fuliang County, is more suitable. I have seen with my own eyes that he dared to risk being criticized by you all for protecting the law. Not to mention that Fuliang County is now the number one county in the world. I am originally from Raozhou, and I know how poor and destitute Fuliang, or Xinping, was a few years ago. Not to mention that Xia Daosheng is a rising star with great talent. I think he is the most suitable person to be in charge of the Law Protection Office."

Lao Gao snorted coldly and stepped forward again: "Master Zeng is wrong, Xia Lin is young and impetuous and does things without considering the consequences. Such an impulsive person should not be favored by Master Zeng."

"Young people have their own youthful spirits. The most important thing for a law protector is to look ahead and behind. I would like to ask Prime Minister Gao, is the law of the Great Wei the law of the Great Wei or your law?"

Prime Minister Gao frowned, lifted up his robe and knelt in front of Emperor Hongbao: "Your Majesty, you can see clearly, he slandered me! He slandered me!"

Emperor Hongbao waved his hands at this moment, his face was stern: "Alright, both of you are important officials of the dynasty. When I was the crown prince, Shi Lian was the head of the Ministry of Revenue and Chao Yang was the counselor of the Ministry of Rites. At that time, you two often argued with each other, and now you are both gray-haired and still like this. Alright, both of you can nominate half. As for the matter of the son of the beloved Marquis, I also know about it. Since it is a life for a life, I can't say anything. But the Fuliang County Magistrate Xia Lin is really a little impatient. The beheading in the Wei Dynasty is at three quarters after noon. How can he kill people at will? Then issue an order to fine this guy a year's salary."

When these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials were stunned, and they were all wondering in their hearts: The emperor personally issued an edict to a seventh-rank county magistrate to deduct one year's salary. Is this a reward or a punishment?
Gao Shilian and Zeng Chaoyang stood there and looked at each other. They knew clearly in their hearts that the emperor had played them this time. The three government offices each lost seven people, and they didn't accomplish what they wanted to do. In the end, even the punishment was so light...

Well, the emperor is still the emperor after all, and he does have some abilities.

"Okay, my dear ministers. The day of the southern tour is coming soon. Then you can follow me to appreciate the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River." Emperor Hongbao raised his hand: "Everyone, go away. I am a little tired."

This farce has come to an end. Xia Lin finally got the punishment he deserved, but the imperial edict has not arrived yet and he is still kept in the dark.

What bothers him most at the moment is not the official affairs but the fact that he cannot make gun barrels...

"Master Xia, we really can't drill it, Master Xia~" The boss of the Artisan Association came over with an iron rod and said with a sad face: "Master Xia, look... we have already used all our skills."

This is the 60th drill. He has done nothing during this period of time and concentrated on the research and development of this weapon. Now he finds that the biggest problem here is the lack of industrial mother machines. The drill bit can be made, but the material does not meet the standards and it is impossible to manufacture a drill bit that can process high-carbon steel. There is no problem with hydraulic lathes and lost wax gears, but this drill bit is a big trouble.

I can’t drill it. I can’t drill it at all…

Xia Lin squatted beside him, scrolling through "Lingao Qiming" on his phone, scratching his head as he scrolled. Then he turned to Zhihu and read it without saying a word. Tool steel is too laborious... too laborious!!!
"Forget it, let's change our thinking!" Xia Lin stood up and wiped his nose: "I can be a troll, right?"

Sprayer~
This is a field that the time travelers have never touched before. Hehe… If you can’t make a rifle, a shotgun will work, right? A fixed-load shotgun will work, right? Any bullet shell made of paper will work, and it’s also powerful enough to hit a single target.

Anyway, before tool steel was invented, three thousand soldiers with shotguns were pretty scary, right? It didn't matter if they were not allowed to cast armor, they could just make paper armor. As a pragmatist, Xia Lin's pursuit was not to have the best, but to have something sufficient.

Just do it!

Although Xia Lin did not understand design, he was very familiar with spray guns. He could quickly come up with a prototype by referring to some online drawings. As for the primer and the like, he would have to wait for the ore from the grassland and the mine developed with the help of Lao Guo to officially go into production.

But he still found it funny when he thought about it...

Trolls... Who would be a good person to go straight to the direction of trolls? But it doesn't matter. After a while, when we get the three acids and one alkali, we will be richer than the guerrillas in the Middle East, right? It will be easy to launch a rocket with a range of two or three kilometers.

(End of this chapter)