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

Chapter 162 Don't Dream of the Cold Tonight

Xia Lin hurried back to the old house and saw his long-lost neighbors again, but he felt indescribable guilt in his heart.

"I should have taken them all to Fuliang a long time ago."

He grasped the corner of Lao Zhang's clothes, turned his head and whispered, "It's all my fault."

"Why should I blame you? How can I blame you?" Lao Zhang patted his hands: "Okay, stop blaming yourself."

Listening to the neighbors' greetings and consolations, and seeing the various kinds of food they kept putting in their hands and their tattered clothes.

Xia Lin, such a heartless tough guy, had tears in his eyes and could only turn his back calmly.

"You, Xiao Linzi, don't act on impulse. People like us can't fight against officials. If you want to go see Chunhua, I'll take you to see her, but your sister-in-law Chunhua won't agree with you arguing with those officials."

The head of the village came over and patted Xia Lin on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Linzi, you and Xiaochun are the only educated people here, so don't lose sight of the big picture because of the small. I really miss you so much, so you can come and visit us more often in the future."

Xia Lin tilted his neck back and let out a long breath: "Oh...it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"Don't say that!" The butcher came over and said, "Your sister-in-law knows that you are back, so she specially left two big pieces of fat meat for you two today. I will wrap them with rice flour and steam them for you later. Let's eat first."

"Yes, let's eat first." The headman next to him sighed helplessly while leaning on the millstone: "Don't blame me for being useless. I'm just a headman, but I'm a county magistrate. Chunhua is a miserable person, childless, fatherless, and motherless. There's no one to seek justice for her."

"Yes! Who said there isn't?" Xia Lin lifted his cloak and said, "Today I still don't believe it. A mere county magistrate dares to take human lives lightly! I will redress the grievances that others dare not redress, and I will cause trouble in the government office that others dare not cause! Dear neighbors, you all go back. When the time comes, I will make them come over to give Sister Chunhua an explanation!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly and walked away. Lao Zhang followed closely behind him with his hands behind his back. Lao Zhang did not say anything while walking on the road. Instead, Xia Lin turned his head and took the initiative to say to him: "Let's go see Sister Chunhua first."

"Ah."

Old Zhang brought Xia Lin to the back mountain. There was a lonely grave on the barren mountain. Even the death of a homeless person was so miserable. A mottled wooden sign and a slightly raised ridge of earth were the final resting place of Chunhua, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Xia Lin squatted in front of the tomb and shook his head: "Sister Chunhua, I promised you that I would buy you a nice house in the future."

During the years of hardship they had lived here, Sister Chunhua was probably one of the bright lights in their lives. Although she was just a widow who had turned over a new leaf, it was this sister who helped them with housework and mending clothes. They had once jokingly said that they would give her a big house to repay her for her kindness in mending clothes. Now they could repay her, but she no longer needed the big house.

Patting the barren soil of the grave, Xia Lin stood up and said, "Sister Chunhua, wait, I will offer you a human head as a sacrifice."

At this moment, the wind and snow lifted up Xia Lin's cloak, revealing the shining regent order on his waist.

After he came down the mountain, he did not go straight to the county government office but returned to Luoyang city. For the next few days, he did nothing but eat and drink with the Luoyang garrison. They did not talk about anything in depth but just talked about the development of the counties around Luoyang.

"Captain Hong, your Highness's meaning is simple, but you also know that Luoyang is the old capital. After the capital was moved, it only has the function of offering sacrifices. Moreover, Luoyang is too far away from the capital and too close to the grassland, so things are difficult to handle."

"Who said it wasn't? Sigh... Xia Yushi, don't accuse me of discussing the government. Given the current situation, it will be extremely difficult for the North to rise up."

Xia Lin poured him a glass of wine and laughed, "Sir, don't be so discouraged. If you really didn't care, His Highness wouldn't have sent me to Luoyang."

"Oh?" When Guard Hong heard that there was a play, he hurried forward and asked, "What does Censor Xia mean?"

"Your Highness means that Luoyang is a battleground for military strategists. He doesn't want to see this place become as chaotic as the capital. If he wants Luoyang to be prosperous again, then there must be a condition of good governance and harmony among the people."

Xia Lin's fan made a snapping sound in his hand, which startled Guard Hong. However, he did not dare to neglect it and asked quickly, "So...what does Censor Yixia mean?"

"How can I be interested? My duty is to investigate, not to manage. I can investigate slowly, or even ignore the process, but I cannot interfere." Xia Lin gave Hong Shoubei a look: "This is what the crown prince means. He doesn't care what Luoyang City was like before. He just wants to know how Luoyang City became before I go back. Besides, I am from Luoyang, how can I not miss my hometown?"

"What Censor Xia said is absolutely right."

The garrison commander nodded hastily, and then with a glance, a beautiful woman came over, holding a tray with neatly stacked gold ingots on it, which were dazzlingly bright. "Xia Yushi, please say a few good words for your hometown."

"Alas!" Xia Lin used his hands to pull open the gold ingot. "Captain Hong, if you take it, how can I say good things? There is no wall that is impenetrable."

Xia Lin's expression and demeanor immediately alerted Guard Hong. He nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I was negligent. What is Censor Xia planning?"

"Why don't you arrange for someone to accompany me to walk around and sort out the things that have accumulated over the years during these days? You also know that there are some things that you and I know, but Your Highness doesn't know. If you hide it from me, Your Highness will definitely know it. This is how things are in the world. It is great to know your mistakes and improve them. As long as it can be properly handled before I return, it will be a political and people-friendly situation."

"Yes, yes, yes! Censor Xia's words are like an epiphany."

As Censor Hong spoke, he once again glanced at the regent token on Xia Lin's waist and the gold edge on the sleeve of the censor's robe. He knew the regent token, and he also knew the gold edge. This thing was even more terrifying than the regent token, which meant that Xia Lin could directly reach the emperor.

What does this mean? It means that this young censor has received the emperor's favor, and that Hong Shoubei is not a pushover, so he naturally asked someone to find out Xia Lin's identity.

"He is the most talented scholar in Wei, the son-in-law of Prince Teng, a fifth-rank county magistrate, an imperial censor, and even Guo Da's godson. I heard that he is also one of the most favored people by the current emperor, and he has even had private talks with him many times."

The secret talk was extremely terrifying, he could do whatever he wanted with it, good or bad, round or flat. Even though he was a garrison commander of the fourth rank, when he met the fifth rank Imperial Censor, not to mention him, even Gao Shilian's scalp would be numb.

First of all, he has the support of the imperial power, and secondly, he has the support of Zeng Ming, who has been fighting with Gao Shilian for decades. His actions represent the temptation of the imperial power and the struggle in the court. Who dares to neglect it?

However, it would be bad if you were too compliant with his will or too inconsistent with his will. If you were too compliant with his will, Gao Shilian would identify you as an opponent, but if you were too inconsistent with his will, you would be targeted by His Highness or even His Majesty.

This is too difficult to deal with. This matter is like a red-hot iron lump. It won't feel right no matter how you hold it. But there is no better way now. You can only go ahead with it.

If we want a harmonious government and a peaceful and peaceful country, then we have to investigate past accounts. To put it bluntly, investigating past accounts means cracking down...

Unjust, false and wrong cases must be overturned, old problems must be cured, and even the local ruffians must be dealt with. In any case, Luoyang will definitely not be peaceful before the New Year, and may not even be peaceful after the New Year.

Xia Lin even advocated setting up a Jiesatai at the gate of the government office in Luoyang, which was specifically used to receive reports from the people and handle all matters one by one.

Is this easy to do or not? Of course it is not easy, but can it be done or not? We have to do it even if it breaks our teeth. Even if it reaches the center, it has to be done. No one can stop it because it is great and glorious. Unless His Majesty says to stop, then it can be stopped. The reason for this stop must be that one party can no longer bear it and has offered enough political resources to exchange, such as laying off some relevant personnel and giving up the right to speak of some departments.

Once this starts, there is absolutely no way it will be stopped unless either party begs for mercy.

As soon as this decision was made, the officialdom in Luoyang and its surrounding areas was filled with grief and complaints, and some people even couldn't sleep at night.

Guard Hong's head was buzzing all day, but Xia Lin was standing there, and he couldn't say or touch him, and besides, he was an imperial envoy...

What is the concept of an imperial envoy? It means that as long as this imperial envoy is in a place and dies in an accident, no matter he choked to death while drinking water or fell while walking, all the people in this area, both the black and white, will be in trouble, and they will be killed regardless of whether they are good or bad.

Therefore, Xia Lin only needs to stand here, even if he does nothing, they will have to hold their noses and start self-examination and accept reports.

And something even more bizarre happened... that is, people in the academic circles in Luoyang began to pay attention to this matter. Now the government is scared to death of these stupid scholars. Most of them don't care about family interests or class interests, and they really do things based on passion.

I don’t know who instigated this, but if these scholars notice anything wrong, they’re doomed.

What else can we do? Check it out!

When the garrison announced the start of the political order, Luoyang City really became lively. At this moment, Xia Lin was invited to attend a gathering of the Luoyang academic community. His reputation as the best in the world was quite famous. Since the news of his arrival in Luoyang spread, there were already countless fans who wanted to meet him.

But Xia Lin always used his busy work as an excuse. After finally inviting him, the entire floor of Qingchunlou, the largest restaurant in Luoyang, was packed. Many people even stood there, waiting to see the best restaurant in the world.

(End of this chapter)