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

Chapter 519: The Prime Minister was cheated of money...

When investigating a case, you can't just investigate the case. There is not much difference between the court and the underworld. Fighting and killing alone will not solve the problem.

An unjust case from more than ten years ago is now to be overturned and rewritten. There are many people and things involved, so there are bound to be gains and losses.

Xia Lin gave a solution, which was not to investigate the matter in depth, but to give an explanation. But how to give this explanation? Some of the people who organized this incident have already held high positions, some have gone far away, and some have even been reduced to ashes.

How do I give this explanation?
As for why Gao Shilian racked his brains to give Xia Lin this explanation, he knew in his heart that it was Xia Daosheng who was blocking the charge of those Legalists.

The Legalists, they always create something in every era. No matter what the reason is, these guys can always take away a group of people.

The tacit understanding of people with high IQs is reflected here at this moment. Xia Lin does not want to see the charge of the Legalists, especially at this sensitive period. The Wei Dynasty is like an old man in his twilight years, sick and weak, and cannot be replenished. During the rising period, the charge of the Legalists can create a prosperous era, but at this moment, the Legalists' stranglehold is destined to be a disaster.

The Great Wei could not withstand this disaster. It was surrounded by wolves in the north, and the chieftains of Shannan, Baiyue and other places were waiting for an opportunity to strike.

After Gao Shilian escaped from the control of the aristocratic family, the only thing he wanted to do was to make up for the mistakes he had made in the past. Sometimes he found it funny when he thought about it. He didn't even know what he was living for. He was not a good person but not bad enough. He had no control over 80% of his life and when he got old, he was squeezed out of the core circle he had served all his life.

Finally, I have to say something unpleasant. If it weren’t for the little guy who had always been against him, Gao Shilian might not be able to live peacefully in this world.

The saying "when the birds are all gone, the bows are put away; when the rabbit is dead, the running dogs are cooked" really happened to him.

"This is actually more of a headache for Gao Shilian than anyone else. He is the Grand Marshal Gao, the head of the Three Dukes and the most important person under the emperor. He has to do what he promised, but he can't be too perfunctory. Otherwise, if the Legalists dare to attack him, they will come up and say they will live as long as the heaven and earth. Even Gao Shilian can't stand it."

Xia Lin sat in the prison, while Ma Zhou sat outside the prison with a small stool. Xia Lin had taken the initiative to catch Ma Zhou off guard, and now he was here to question him.

"Then you followed those people from the Fa family to make trouble? You know if Gao Shilian hadn't protected you today, I wouldn't have been able to protect you!"

"I know, I know. In principle, I will die today, but I know I just can't die. First of all, Gao Shilian definitely doesn't want to see the Aristocratic Family Group become the target of public criticism because of me. He may not want to care about the Aristocratic Family anymore, but he has to protect himself, right? He has done dirty things all his life, and the Legalist charge is no joke. They will really fight him with all their lives. Secondly, now is not the time for the Legalist charge. The Wei Dynasty is about to end. If he charges, the Wei Dynasty will be dispersed, but our strength is not enough to fight the Northern Alliance. Cao Cao and the Sima family know that they are waiting for an opportunity. If we attack head-on, I really don't know what will happen in the end."

Ma Zhou glanced at Xia Lin with an unhappy expression: "No matter what you say, you can't hide it from me."

"I really didn't intend to hide it from you, it's just too late. I stayed at Anmus' place last night, and that guy didn't sleep all night, just organizing his determination to die. He really wanted to die. I tried to persuade him but failed. I could only take his C position and focus his main firepower on me and Gao Shilian."

"Then have you ever thought about what would happen if Gao Shilian didn't accept the challenge? You signed the military order and went to the palace to make a death appeal. Aren't you just looking for death?" Ma Zhou still had lingering fears: "If Gao Shilian doesn't accept the challenge, and your political enemies continue to stir up trouble, your head will really be in a box now."

"Don't worry, if Gao Shilian doesn't figure it out, his thirty or forty years as prime minister will be in vain. Zhou'er, that old guy was already the ruler of the dynasty at the age of twenty-seven. This is because the interest struggle behind him is too intense. If he and you were to switch positions, and we were to take his position, no kidding, he would kill us in three days. Do you remember why the Aristocratic Record was published at that critical moment last time and all his family members, young and old, were transferred to Fuliang? What do you think Gao Shilian is planning?"

Ma Zhou hesitated for a moment and thought for a long time: "The old and the new are changing, and he is afraid that he will be sacrificed for no apparent reason."

"Right! So this time I plan to give Lao Gao a chance, so that he can gather his old subordinates and form a team in the court."

"Doesn't that mean that the noble families will be even more difficult to deal with now?"

Hearing this, Xia Lin stood up and paced back and forth in the cell: "On the contrary, once Gao Shilian's new power appears, it will face the crazy destruction of his original power. As an old man with rich experience, he will definitely completely break with his old boss. He will become a jack of all trades in the court of Wei, and he will go to any place where there is no way to reap the benefits. Besides, you are his apprentice, right?"

Ma Zhou laughed: "I have to say, he is really good to me."

"Of course. First, you can indeed protect him in the last part of his life. Second, you have complete control over the Fudang now. He needs your strength to help him when he establishes his own sect."

Ma Zhou didn't say anything, but stood up from the small stool: "You have only been here for a short time, and you have been locked up several times. Don't do this again next time."

"Hey, just a formality." Xia Lin said as he opened the door of the cell. "After you leave, I'll go back through the back door later. It's only a few steps away from where I live."

Xia Lin came out and glanced at the window: "Want to go out for a drink?"

Ma Zhou was stunned by this boy's actions, but he was relieved after thinking about it. The court could only reduce his civil position but not his military position, so after the rebellion of the second prince, he had been serving as the general commanding the Jinling garrison camp, a position that had never been removed.

If a general of a garrison camp could be locked up in a small cage, the Wei Dynasty would not have reached its current state.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?" "If they see you, then what will happen? Things have come to this point. They will just think you are here to make peace with me."

What Xia Lin said made sense. Given the current situation, even if someone saw it outside, they would pretend not to see it. It is better to have less trouble than more. This is the core demand of everyone now. Some of them had previously planned to trap Xia Lin to death in the capital.

But now, more and more people are eager to send him away, the farther the better, send him to the bitter cold land of the Far North, send him to Leizhou to fish, anyway, everything will be fine as long as he doesn't appear in front of them again.

Walking out of the prison is the East Street of Jinling City, which is a bustling street. In Chang'an, this street should probably be called Suzaku Street, but here, although it is called East Street, the common people prefer to call it Tianjie.

Xia Lin said several times that the name Tianjie was unlucky, but it was not easy to change something that had been established, so that was the only option.

Tianjie is the most prosperous street in Jinling and even in the whole Wei Dynasty. Even Doufulong in Fuliang cannot compare to it. After all, a capital city has its own prosperity.

Both of them were born in grassroots families, and it was not the time for them to be pretentious, so they just found a shop to sit down, ordered a few side dishes and a pot of wine, and started to eat.

"My dear guests, we have some fresh beef arriving today. Would you like to try it? It's cheaper than mutton and tastier than pork."

"Give me one serving." Xia Lin raised his chin. "Add more seasonings and cook it in a small pot. My master is not short of money."

"Okay, wait a minute, you two."

The wine and meat were served soon, and the noisy shouting and hawking around them also rose and fell. At this moment, a female performer came up and asked: "Gentlemen, do you want to listen to some songs? Fifty cents can be used for half an hour."

Xia Lin straightened up and said, "It's boring to listen to you singing alone. Go, call a few more people to sit here and perform a symphony for me."

Hey, new word, symphony.

Ma Zhou didn't want to spoil Xia Lin's fun, so he took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the woman: "Go, find some people to play for half an hour."

"Thank you, gentlemen."

The woman took the money and left, and then no one came until they were almost done with their meal.

“You must have been cheated.”

“Hahahaha…” Ma Zhou covered up his embarrassment with a smile.

Xia Lin crossed his legs and smiled, "I'm telling you, before you get educated, don't expect to learn benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness, gentleness, courtesy, frugality, and modesty. They are all just fake morals. They will cheat and deceive as long as they can."

"Ten taels of silver doesn't count."

"That won't do." Xia Lin wiped his mouth and took out a tael of loose silver from his purse and handed it to the servant: "The extra money will be considered a reward."

"Thank you very much, sir!" The servant accepted it happily, then stepped forward and asked, "Were you guys deceived by Wen Sanniang just now?"

"Yeah, I got cheated."

"Oh, gentlemen, judging from your accent, you must be from another place, right? Let me tell you, Jinling City is very evil. I don't know what happened outside these days, and many people are flocking here. With so many people, there are more and more swindlers, pickpockets, horse robbers, mule thieves who sneak through the wall, and brothel owners who half-close their doors. You can't show off your wealth easily. How much silver did you give her?"

"Twelve taels."

The young man was shocked as if his parents had just died. "Oh my god, what a loss! Please wait, sir. I'll go find the owner of this place. He was cheated when eating at my place. If this gets out, I'm going to lose my business!"

"Forget it." Ma Zhou raised his hand beside him and said, "She is a weak woman walking alone outside. I think she must have difficulties. Ten taels of silver is not much."

The servant sighed and said, "Ah, my Lords, you better be careful."

(End of this chapter)