The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 269 February
February 20th, the third year of Qianning, was sunny.

After half a month of isolation and sanitation, Liu Ningjing, like more than 9,000 other children, was led to the Zuo Yintai Gate through the Zuo Junyuan on the east side of the imperial palace.

It was the first time that Liu Ningjing saw the towering palace walls and the tall buildings inside the walls.

Looking around, she saw that there were children around her age everywhere.

Colorful flags fluttered on the palace walls.

Liu Ning looked up calmly.

Others were no exception, their faces full of curiosity about new things and hope for a happy life.

"Silence!" At this moment, a shout came from the front.

Liu Ningjing immediately stood up obediently.

The lecturer was a tall beauty, about 27 or 28 years old, said to be called the Ye Ting Ling. She wore a black fu head and a crimson round-necked shirt, and her full and upright chest was squeezed into two terrifying huge round outlines.

There is also this surname? Looking at the Ye Ting Ling, Liu Ningjing couldn't help but touch her chest, thinking in confusion.

Gao Mingyue paced back and forth in front of the children, her eyes occasionally pausing on the crowd: "In the palace, you only need to remember one thing, to obey the emperor. In the palace, orders are only given once, and there will be punishments for mistakes. Now, all of you stand with your backs to the wall. No one is allowed to move or speak until there are new orders!"

The children stood in a noisy manner as ordered, but did not receive any further instructions.

Gao Mingyue didn't even look at them, she walked slowly and gracefully into the Yintai Gate.

The children calmed down a little.

The first stick of incense passed in complete silence. By the second stick, some of the more active ones could no longer hold back.

"Where are you from?" The little boy on the right nudged Liu Ningjing with his elbow and whispered, "I heard that the palace is very scary. Let's be friends. My name is Song Qi."

What Liu Ningjing thought of was the words given by the Ye Ting Ling: Don't move, don't talk.

"No one can hear you, just keep your voice down."

Liu Ningjing still stood there with her lips bitten tightly. Seeing this, Song Qi muttered a few words and turned to try to talk to another child.

Three sticks of incense passed. More and more people were talking to each other, and many children were twisting their legs and feet, which were sore from standing.

Suddenly, Liu Ningjing heard crying somewhere. Several children started crying for some reason, and then some older children laughed at them: "Coward!"

The noise was already quite loud, and no one came out to control the situation, so the children relaxed even more. More people started chatting, and the palace wall gradually became noisy. When the water of the half-hour clepsydra upstairs ran out, footsteps were heard in the corridor of Yintai Gate, and Gao Mingyue strode out. Behind her, there was a group of fierce and burly monks and old women, all holding thick lacquer sticks.

The temperature in the square dropped suddenly, and the faces of the children who were playing happily just now turned pale. Gao Mingyue said with a dark face: "Those who are talking, those who are changing seats, those who are crying and making a fuss... I have arranged them for you."

After saying that, he kicked a big kid hard in the abdomen!

The older boy was kicked over on the spot, rolling on the ground and screaming while holding his stomach. Gao Mingyue did not give up, and continued to beat him by the hair, holding him in her hand. The little boy was like a chicken, being beaten so hard that he could not even scream.

Liu Ningjing's heart was pounding, she was both panicked and scared.

After dealing with the older child and making him stand aside, Gao Mingyue walked into the crowd and pointed at the children who were making the most noise one by one: "Catch these untouchables! Use them to teach the rest of us the price of making mistakes."

The clever child immediately understood what was going on and was almost paralyzed with fear.

Soon, twenty-three boys and girls were dragged to the door of the cashier counter like toys and stood in a row.

Gao Mingyue looked at the silent children and said, "In the palace, the consequence of disobeying orders is beating!"

A child was beaten to his knees, and several old women raised their whips and hit him on the head!
"Ah!" The girl shivered from being beaten.

After beating them and carrying them aside, the old women grabbed the next child with expressionless faces: "No! My father."

The whip shadows collided again, interrupting his words.

"Father? Even if she is the daughter of a duke, as long as she enters the palace, the rules are the same." An old woman said grimly.

After punishing the group of people who made a lot of noise, Gao Mingyue's expression eased a little. His sinister eyes swept through the crowd from time to time: "Now, all those who have spoken, changed positions, or ran around just now, lie down on the spot. I am not a vicious person, I will just whip them twice. If anyone dares to lie to me, he will be treated just like those little bad guys!"

The children dared not make a sound, and many of them lay down obediently amid the rustling noise.

"Gone?" Gao Mingyue looked unconvinced.

A dozen more people lay down trembling in fear.

Gao Mingyue said angrily: "These little liars should be whipped eight times!"

"Anything else?" Gao Mingyue asked again.

Everyone was silent.

"Really gone?"

Still silent.

"That's good enough." Gao Mingyue sneered twice and pointed at the two children: "You are so stupid, you are looking for death in the palace. Fifteen lashes!"

In this way, in front of the palace gate, Liu Ningjing's young heart was deeply taught a lesson. Two hundred children who obeyed orders like her were selected. These two hundred children were treated preferentially: they were appointed as class leaders, each in charge of fifty children.

After being divided into classes and reorganized, Liu Ningjing and others were still unable to enter the palace. Instead, they were ordered to take off their clothes and have their hair loosened.

Xiao Liu did not dare to hesitate. He shyly took off his clothes, folded them in front of his feet, and led his class to line up for secondary disinfection.

"Close your eyes, and turn your butt over after you pee. This is a very important place in the palace, and there must be no bugs on your body."

Liu Ningjing was covered with a mixture of sulfur, realgar, lime, kudzu leaves, and wormwood. The pungent smell made her frown and she could hardly open her eyes.

"Go get new clothes, new shoes, and jewelry now, and change into them. You cannot bring your old clothes into the palace."

"Ah?" Xiao Liu was startled, but he immediately covered his mouth.

Since you have new clothes to wear, just don’t want the one given by the saint.

Soon, Liu Ningjing put on a brand new embroidered dress and tied her hair into a ponytail with a hemp rope. Touching the delicate dress and playing with the exquisite jewelry, Xiao Liu's fearful mood turned into happiness.

"Okay!" The voice of Ye Ting Ling sounded, and Xiao Liu, who had developed a conditioned reflex to this woman's voice, immediately stood up obediently.

Gao Mingyue looked at the children and said, "From now on, you will receive six months of ritual and music training and five years of dance, music and literature training in the palace. Girls who pass the training are expected to become a member of the female imperial court and serve in the Jiaofang Department, the Privy Council, the Zhuangzhai Court, the Taiqing Palace, and the Wenxue Institute. These are all the minions of the emperor and the backbone of the court. The same goes for boys. The only difference is that those who perform well can join the army, study at the Imperial Academy, and become attendants."

What if I didn’t pass? Liu Ningjing asked curiously in her heart.

It’s a pity that Gao Mingyue didn’t say it.

After a pause to give them time to digest the information, Gao Mingyue continued, "I won't say anything else. You will gradually learn after entering the palace. In short, remember my instructions just now. I hope you will tread carefully, study hard, and serve the Li family."

The children were not moved by what they heard. Most of them were from poor families, had never seen the world, and were generally young. They had no idea what the female imperial concubines and the palace department that Gao Mingyue was talking about were.

What a bunch of losers, Gao Mingyue was a little annoyed.

After the rectification, each class entered the palace under the leadership of the female imperial concubines and the eunuchs assigned to them. The Ye Ting was definitely not enough for them. The boys were arranged in the Zuo Junyuan, You Junyuan and the western part of the Forbidden Court. This was also the system. There could be no men in the sleeping area or the Ye Ting, and neither could boys. Girls were easy to deal with, they were everywhere.

Liu Ningjing was assigned to the Ye Ting.

When entering the Daming Palace from the Yintai Gate, Xiao Liu felt awe and yearning for the tall, broad, graceful, and gorgeously dressed imperial concubine in front of him. He really wanted to be such a woman. He glanced at the unfamiliar and magnificent palace, and at the same time, he was shocked and really wanted to live in this paradise forever.

"They are all blank slates." On the palace wall, the saint looked at the children who were entering one after another and said with emotion: "But if we want to train them into a force that I can use alone, there is still a long way to go. The Security Court and the Confidentiality Court have been established, and it is very difficult for people to wait."

The two courts were recently established. The Security Court, as the name suggests, protects the security of the empire. Although there are many intelligence agencies in the imperial court, such as Jingzhao Yin, Sili Xiaowei, Huangcheng Envoy, Street Envoy, Yushi, Zhigui Envoy, etc., they are actually spies, but the emperor and the court have very little control over these departments, and there are too many Smith Commissioners.

In later generations, Du Rang was able to coordinate the fight against Li Maozhen. He finished talking with Zheng Yanchang in the morning, and Zheng Yanchang was surrounded by spies on his way home from get off work in the afternoon. Zhaozong mentioned in the palace that he wanted to recall Zhang Jun, but before he put it into practice, Li Keyong's memorial arrived: "What do you want to do?"

As long as you pay, you can buy any intelligence from Commissioner Smith.

National security needs to be improved urgently.

Therefore, take advantage of this free time to set up the shelf first.

In the design, the Northern Security Courtyard was responsible for the outside world, that is, the vast area outside Chang'an City. The Southern Security Courtyard was responsible for the inside world - the capital, the court, and the palace. It was just a thing called the Factory Guard, but it was not granted the power to arrest, detain, or interrogate.

There are temporarily two departments under the two houses.

The Observation Department is dedicated to developing informants and collecting all kinds of information from the world. In short, warriors, scholars, farmers, prostitutes, scoundrels, anyone from all walks of life can become an informant. Anyone, any unit, any organization can have an informant from the Observation Department. In a word, they are omnipresent.

The second is the Supervision Department. The Supervision Department of the North Court is responsible for supervising the implementation of the matters it has named and the "anti-counterrevolutionary" campaign within the Security Court, while the Supervision Department of the South Court is responsible for punishing all kinds of dereliction of duty, violations of law and corruption within the palace and various departments of China and North Korea.

In addition, just like the adjustments to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and female officials, the personnel power of middle and senior levels will also be handed over to the court.

It doesn't mean that it will be really given, but the promotion or removal must be jointly confirmed by the prime minister, and then reviewed, stamped, and replied by the Secretariat before it can take effect.

Finally, there is a security force commanded by the Security Council, with a temporary strength of 1,000 soldiers to provide necessary violent support.

This is the current prototype. Lady Zhao Yuwenrou was transferred to the Northern Security Envoy, Lady Wei Nangong Chongyan was transferred to the Southern Security Envoy, and Flying Dragon Envoy Zhang Chengye was transferred to the Northern Security Envoy.

I can't trust other women either.

In fact, as King Liang turned four, the sage became wary of the Privy Councilors. Nangong, Gao Mingyue, and others were the few women he could still trust.

But such a systematic and huge intelligence work is different from being a housekeeper. Rounu can be a good housekeeper, proficient in sacrifices, court meetings, banquets and other matters, but she may not be able to lead this project well. Her ability in this area may not be up to the task. The only solution is training to help Rounu improve her vision and thinking, and fill in the gaps or deficiencies in the required knowledge, logic and skills.

Emperor Li of the Security Council will keep an eye on it. If it can be successfully implemented, it will be a great gift to his successors and the empire.

As for the Secret Service, its function is very obscure, and the plan is to use it to carry out secret kidnappings and assassinations. The specific method of doing so has not yet been decided.

"Your Majesty, please be at ease." Gao Mingyue said with a proper and confident smile, "In five years, at most, I will help these children become loyal and righteous. But..." She hesitated and said, "The inner traitors have not been killed completely. Your Majesty can be soft-hearted, but we, your subjects, cannot be."

Her tone became increasingly harsh: "Qiu, Ximen, Yang, Liu, Luo, Yu, Wang, Tian, Diwu, Sixian, Li, Liang, Ma, Song, Wu... The disciples of these families are still deeply rooted in the palace. Who knows if they will dare to fight back when the Holy Body is ill? Today we send Ximen Chongsui away, but in the future there may be another Dongfang Chongsui who will bully the young heir. Although we have brought down the inner traitor, it is not enough."

The saint remained silent.

There are more than thirty large eunuch families in the Qing Dynasty alone, and it is not easy to kill them.

Seeing that the Saint did not refuse immediately, Gao Mingyue continued to give examples to tempt him, "From time to time, I have seen the eunuchs gather together to miss Ximen Chongsui and Yang Fugong, and even shed tears. As for Wang Shoucheng's descendants Wang Yanfan, Liang Shouqian's descendants Liang Jieyong, Qiu Shiliang's descendants Qiu Chengtan, Li Haogu's descendants Li Runfeng, Liu Honggui's descendants Liu Xizhen, etc., I have even overheard them teaching the so-called "art of controlling the emperor" to the eunuchs they adopted in recent years. They said that if you want to serve the emperor, you can't let the emperor be idle, you have to coax the emperor to eat, drink, gamble, and have sex with women, so that the emperor will be drowned in happiness and have no time to take care of other things. At the same time, you have to prevent the emperor from studying and receiving ministers. Only in this way can our generation succeed. Otherwise, we poor people will be taught a lesson."

Gao Mingyue gnashed his teeth, staring at the few obedient eunuchs in the distance, with murderous intent: "If I don't kill them, it will poison the newcomers."

The saint's eyes flashed coldly, and suddenly narrowed: "Push those Wang Yanfans to Xuanwu Gate tonight and kill them! Drag their bodies to the forbidden courtyard to feed the tigers, to sound a warning to them."

The saint paced back and forth, saying, "Someone is doing it, so naturally someone is watching. I am just waiting for the big families to start a rebellion so that I can massacre the Daming Palace."

"You are wise, sir." Gao Mingyue flattered him appropriately.

"Keep the matter of the Security Court in mind." The saint put his hands behind his back and changed the subject: "Go ahead. Within a year, I want to know who is in charge of all the gambling houses, pawnbrokers, brothels, and merchants in Xijing, what monsters are behind them, and what connections they have with each other. Within ten years, I want to know how many dishes the sixth-rank civil and military officials and Yongliang nobles eat every day, who they sleep with at night, and in what positions."

"Haha." Gao Mingyue couldn't help but smile, and a charming look appeared on her beautiful face: "I already know what your Majesty wants. But the nature of the Security Bureau is special, and many things and many personnel arrangements require money and women to pave the way."

Gao Mingyue stretched out her delicate and tender hand, held the saint's hand, and kneaded it gently.

"Have you calculated how much it will cost?" The saint's big hand touched it intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hmm..." Gao Mingyue bent over and stretched out her palm with her backhand. She felt that the number was not right, so she said, "Prepare 300,000 strings of cash first."

The saint nodded and said, "By the way, I have ordered the court to build a new palace near Jiuxian Gate as the Anquanyuan official office. You can go and have a look when you have time. If you have any ideas for the structure and decoration, please talk to the chief architect."

Gao Mingyue blushed, straightened her skirt, and said weakly, "Thank you in advance."

"In two days, I will confer you the title of Lady of Bohai County. Regardless of whether this goes smoothly or not, you will be made the Lady of Han County three years later." Sniffing the lingering fragrance on his fingertips, the saint painted a pie in the sky.

"Why do you need to do this?" Gao Mingyue was also slightly happy in her heart. She leaned on his shoulder and said modestly, "Everyone wants to be the eternal man. Of course, I am willing to be the eagle that overlooks the mountains and rivers."

Her little mouth looks like it was covered with honey.

"I'm entangled in military affairs. I'm leaving first."

Gao Mingyue straightened her messy hair and skirt, picked up her futou from the ground and put it on, and waved gently: "See you tomorrow~"

After returning to Penglai Palace, the saint couldn't help but go to see the twin sons of Li Zhengyang and Li Zhengquan. Erlang Zhengquan was born in February of the second year of Qianning in Zhao. He was just one year old now, and he felt relieved and fulfilled a wish.

When two brothers walk together, they will never be alone when encountering difficulties.

The two younger sisters Zhao Baolian and Zhao Ruyi were also implanted that day along with Luo Qian and Luo Wenxuan. If the two of them could successfully have children, there would be at least four Zhao brothers - Zhao was pregnant again. And it was obvious that she, Zhao Baolian, and Zhao Ruyi would definitely not be the last child. When it comes to making babies, saints are professionals.

In this case, what does Li Dalang have to worry about?
"Li Lang." Just as he was about to push Cui Yuzhang and Cui Xuansu down, Yang Kexi, the right envoy of the Privy Council, walked in. Yang Kezheng was transferred to the manor. Seeing Yang Kexi, he walked into the bedroom barefoot: "I'm going to take a shower."

"Susu, don't go." The saint held Cui Xuansu back.

Cui Xuansu had no choice but to sit down and said shyly, "There are so many people here, don't mess around."

The saint embraced Cui Xuansu with his arms, and then pulled Yang Kexi into his arms and cuddled with her. After they found a comfortable position to lie down, he asked Yang Kexi, "What's the matter?"

"Yang Yuancheng, the lieutenant of Shangjun, reported. Dissatisfied with the loyalty of Sigong and his brothers, his clansman Tuoba Liufeng conspired with Gaozongyi, Pochaolian and other generals to rebel and kill Sijian. Gaozongyi appointed himself as the governor of Dingnan Army, with Tuoba Liufeng as his deputy. The situation in Xinqin has changed."

"So fast." The saint was very surprised, but then he was relieved - the gears of fate had already turned, this was destined.

Since the difficult years of conquering Xia, the Tanguts have revolted several times, all because they were oppressed - "the vassal states coveted their profits and forced them to buy goods, but sometimes they were not paid properly, so the Tanguts resented and led the rebellion."

Since he came to power, Tuoba Sigong has been very slow to surrender. He gave up Fuyan, which he had occupied. He was ordered to send more than 10,000 brave warriors to serve in the court, and was later led by Cui Anqian to attack Shu. After Cui Gong died, he was led by Cui Yi and has not returned yet.

But this is in the interests of the Tuoba tribe, but not in the interests of Pingxia.

Because the Pingxia Dangxiang were not just your Tuoba clan, the people you drew, the tributes you paid, and the kings you worked hard for, all of them shed blood, but the only one who ate meat from beginning to end was your Tuoba clan. Going back to the novel, this was in the interests of your Sigong clan. You pulled the tribe to be loyal subjects, and only your Sigong clan got rich, and the lives of the majority of the Tuoba clan members did not improve because of this.

The Dangxiang people were dissatisfied, and the Han army officers and soldiers of the Dingnan Army were also unhappy, for the same reason.

If there is no benefit, why should I be loyal? If you want to be loyal, do it yourself!

If Sigong dies, Sijian will be in danger, unless you put the collective interests first and act tough. Unfortunately, this person is a coward and has no courage to disobey you. Then, if we can't reach an agreement on the third and second negotiations, everyone will have to kill you.

Holding Cui Xuansu and Yang Kexi on his left and right, the saint pondered and said, "Susu, Xiaoxi, how should we deal with this matter?"

"I'm a woman, I don't talk about military affairs." Yang Kexi squeezed her legs together and pulled his hands with both hands: "Take your hands out!"

Cui Xuansu buried herself in his arms and said in a humming voice, "I don't understand."

"Has Mr. Cui never discussed politics in front of you?"

"We talked about it, but I was confused. My sister understands these things better. The saint asked her."

"Galan, Chiye, what do your sisters think?" The saint looked at Princess Galalan and Princess Chiye, who were dressed in Bodhisattva costumes with bare chests and slender waists.

"The Pingxia Dangxiang have always been useless. The Dingnan Army is also disloyal. Now that we have joined forces, there is nothing else to say. I will definitely fight them." Galan held the saint's arm. Suddenly, the five adults who were sitting on top of each other lost their balance and fell on the couch together. Galan, who was riding on the saint, said.

"The only tough bone to chew is Tongwan City. I think this strong city is the source of their confidence." Chiye put his armpit against the saint's face and let him sniff deeply, enduring his special habit of smelling women's armpits, and said: "As long as you have the confidence to take down Tongwan City, then fight. I changed the spices this morning, do they smell good?"

"The slight body odor carries a refreshing, soothing floral scent." The saint smacked his lips, "It smells good. Now the other concubines won't let me smell it, but sister Chiye is still loyal."

"What about mine?" Galan pushed his sister away and covered the saint's face with his armpits, asking jealously, "The saint only said that the milk I squeezed was sweet and delicious."

She is basically responsible for Mr. Li's breakfast, including steaming cakes, squeezing milk, and cooking porridge.

Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!
"It's just so-so." The saint tasted it carefully for a while and replied, "It's still not as good as Zhao Ruozhao and Zhao Chuxian. The taste is too light, almost non-existent."

In addition to the body odor that stinks to death, women's body odor is more like a hormone, the more you smell it, the more you get addicted. If you blindfold someone, tape your mouth shut, plug your ears, and hold a competition to identify women by smell, you can easily identify men and women by smell. He is confident that he can win the championship for young girls, young women, young women, menopausal women, and old women.

"Hmph." Thanks to me for milking every morning, Galan moved his body and sat on his face: "Now."

At this time, Cui Yuzhang, who had just finished taking a bath, came out wearing a gauze, looked at the messy bed, and said angrily: "What are you doing! And you, Asu, the way my Cui family has been passed down is to sell ourselves to please the king and let others play with us at will in order to gain wealth and honor?"

His face turned red with embarrassment at Susu's words. Before Cui Yuzhang could finish speaking, he and Yang Kexi hurriedly struggled out of the meat ball, covered their faces with their sleeves and fled into the inner room.

"My beloved, my beloved!" the saint shouted anxiously.

"Your Majesty? Where is Your Majesty?" The empty voice of Concubine Liang echoed from the hall outside the door: "I am here to bring snacks to Your Majesty."

It's over, it's over. Concubine Liang was a traditional woman. The saint, who didn't want to leave a bad impression on her, quickly pushed the two slippery bodies away, put on his clothes and stood up: "Xiao Xi, report this matter to the court. Prepare the wealth, weapons, and food first. Sister Xiaoyao, here I come!"

After saying that, he walked out with great grace, laughing and enthusiastically greeting the guests.

Galan and Chiye were in a state of confusion, the latter pinched himself and went to take a bath.

Seeing Liang Xiaoyao snatch the man away with just a single call of "Your Majesty", Galan was furious, but he didn't dare to get angry. He could only remember it secretly and think of finding an opportunity to say bad things about her in the saint's ear.

"Report, Ma Yin ran away!"

(End of this chapter)