Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

With Jing Ni, a top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization, tutoring him, Yang Che's knowledge of assassin organizations continued to grow until the water in the bathtub gradually cooled down, at which point Yang Che realized the passage of time.

It turns out that there are so many intricacies involved in an assassin organization. To build an assassin organization and successfully run it is no easy task.

However, after Jingni's tutoring, Yang Che was more confident about building the Butian Pavilion.

In their subsequent cohabitation, Jing Ni transformed into a teacher, explaining to Yang Che the knowledge of various assassins and assassin organizations.

While disguised as a student, Yang Che was pleasantly surprised to find that he had actually found the right way to get along with Jing Ni.

It must be said that she is a strange woman. Sometimes, when she is in a good mood, Jing Ni will even tell Yang Che about her mission experiences.

The New Year is indeed a time of joy.

However, this happiness was short-lived, lasting only ten days. After ten days, Yang Che had to change into court robes and enter the Han King's palace to begin his work as an imperial censor.

Although the position of Imperial Censor was not very high, he was a close advisor to King Han An, and in later terms, he was roughly equivalent to a secretary.

Back then, King Zhao was invited by King Qin and had no choice but to travel a long way to Mianchi for a meeting. At the banquet, King Qin played the zither for King Zhao and struck the earthenware jar for King Zhao. The imperial censors were all witnesses to this.

In the main hall of the Han royal palace, as the first grand court session after the Lunar New Year, all the civil and military officials of a certain rank in Han were once again lined up on both sides of the civil and military courts. However, the position of the head of the civil officials was empty, which was the position that originally belonged to Zhang Ping.

Although Zhang Kaidi agreed to Han Wang An's request to return to the position of prime minister, Zhang Ping's funeral arrangements were not yet complete.

In this era, funerals for ordinary people are handled quickly, but for top-tier nobles like the Zhang family, it's a completely different story. According to Yang Che, this funeral will take about two months.

With the position of head of civil officials vacant, Ji Wuye, who ranks first among military generals, stands out conspicuously. In particular, this rough and domineering general, whose forehead wrinkles are more numerous than those of an old farmer in the countryside, also likes to wear red robes, making him incredibly flamboyant.

Now that Zhang Ping was no longer restraining him, this general became even more arrogant and domineering. Standing in the center of the hall, he said with his head held high, "Your Majesty, Nanyang is the heart of our Han state. Now that the position of Nanyang magistrate is vacant, a suitable person should be selected immediately to serve as the magistrate of Nanyang."

"What suggestions does the Great General have?" King An of Han asked expressionlessly, seated on his throne.

"Your Majesty, the position of the governor of Nanyang is of great importance. Your Majesty may wish to ask the opinions of your ministers," Ji Wuye replied frankly and openly.

"Do any of you gentlemen have a suitable candidate to recommend?" King Han An's gaze bypassed Ji Wuye and turned to the civil and military officials.

"Xu Sheng, the magistrate of Yangdi, has governed Yangdi with favorable weather and abundant harvests for many years, which shows his ability to govern the people. I believe that he is the most suitable candidate to serve as the magistrate of Nanyang." After a brief silence, the Minister of Justice stepped forward first and recommended him to King Han An.

"Xu Sheng?" Han Wang'an frowned slightly upon hearing this name.

Before Han completely conquered Zheng and moved its capital to Xinzheng, Yangdi was the capital of Han. Although Xinzheng is now the capital of Han, Yangdi still holds a special place in the hearts of the people of Han.

There's even a saying in South Korea: "If you don't go to Xinzheng, you won't know how many officials there are; if you don't go to Yangdi, you won't know how many nobles there are."

As the former capital of the State of Han, Yangdi saw a large number of nobles acquire property there. In recent years, many retired officials from Xinzheng have also acquired property in Yangdi. Over the past hundred years, even a single tile thrown into Yangdi could potentially damage a large number of nobles.

When Xu Sheng took office as the magistrate of Yangdi County, he carefully served the nobles. He heard that in recent years, Yangdi had almost become a self-sufficient farming area, and all the land had been annexed by the nobles.

It should be noted that the sole mission of the Yangdi magistrates throughout history was to restrict and suppress those nobles.

Is Xu Sheng really capable of governing and managing the people? He's just a mediocre talent. How can someone like him be appointed as the governor of Nanyang?

"Is Xu Sheng really suitable?" Han Wang'an pressed.

"Your Majesty, I do not know whether Xu Sheng is suitable, but Si Kou is mature and prudent, and he never speaks without reason." Ji Wuye did not affirm Xu Sheng's talent, but he did support Si Kou.

"We also agree with Sikou's recommendation. The Yangdi magistrate is indeed the most suitable candidate to govern Nanyang." As soon as Ji Wuye finished speaking, his supporters began to speak up for him.

Countless voices echoed in agreement.

The civil officials who originally belonged to the prime minister's faction chose to remain silent, which made the voices of approval louder, and of course, more jarring.

Standing to the side of His Majesty, Yang Che looked at the bustling court. The Minister of Justice's speech must have been approved by Ji Wuye. He had gained a direct understanding of the power of this great general, Ji Wuye.

How did South Korea fall to such a state? How could Ji Wuye's power have expanded to such an extent?

Yang Che looked at King Han An, only to find that the king remained unfazed. As if noticing Yang Che's gaze, King Han An asked directly, "Minister Yang, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

Han Wang'an's voice instantly silenced the chaotic court. Dozens of gazes turned to Yang Che, to his excessively youthful face in the court.

Damn it, Han Wang'an tricked me. Yang Che, who was originally just an outsider, suddenly became the target of everyone's criticism.

Is this something someone new to the workforce should be involved in?

How should he answer? Even a blind man could see that Si Kou is Ji Wuye's man. To deny Si Kou's recommendation is to deny Si Kou himself, which is to slap Ji Wuye in the face. With Yang Che's current strength, although he is not afraid of the General attacking him, what about facing Nightfall?

Ji Wuye carried out the assassination of his political enemies under the cover of night without any psychological burden. Before his martial arts skills were fully developed, Yang Che had no confidence in directly confronting the Nightfall.

However, if Ji Wuye's suggestion is accepted, then Han Wang An will be offended. As a close advisor to Han Wang An, the censor is in trouble if the "secretary" offends the "big boss". Once Han Wang An is offended, he will have many opportunities to make things difficult for Yang Che.

For a moment, Yang Che found himself in a dilemma.

The censor's salary is only six hundred shi of grain a year. Why are they asking people to risk their lives right from the start?

"Imperial Censor Yang, do you think it's appropriate for the Magistrate of Yangdi to serve as the Governor of Nanyang?" Sikou pressed. He had already pledged allegiance to General Ji Wuye, and with Zhang Ping dead, who in the court could deny his recommendation? Who would dare to deny his recommendation?

Yang Che was utterly bewildered. The Korean court was truly a small temple with a lot of evil spirits, a shallow pond with many turtles.

"Yang Qing, do you think Si Kou's recommendation is appropriate?" King Han An also pressed Yang Che.

"Your Majesty, the one recommended by the Minister of Justice may be suitable, but I have a better candidate. I recommend His Highness the Crown Prince." With no other option, Yang Che could only step forward and express his opinion.

As Yang Che's voice fell in the hall, the entire court erupted in a burst of laughter.

Why recommend His Highness the Crown Prince to be the governor of Nanyang, but not Princess Honglian?

"Imperial Censor Yang, are you joking? How can the Crown Prince be appointed as the governor of Nanyang?" Sikou questioned.

"Sikou, why can't His Highness the Crown Prince take the position?" Yang Che countered.

"The Crown Prince is the heir apparent and the foundation of the nation. How can he be appointed as the governor of Nanyang?" Sikou argued.

"Sikou also knows that the Crown Prince is the heir apparent and that the entire Han state will belong to him in the future. So what's wrong with appointing the Crown Prince as the governor of Nanyang?" Yang Che retorted.

Before Sikou could refute, Yang Che continued, "Could it be that Sikou believes the Crown Prince's talent and character are insufficient for the post of Governor of Nanyang?"

"I didn't mean that." Yang Che's words were so venomous that Si Kou didn't even have time to find a flaw in his argument. He could only hurriedly defend himself. He couldn't very well say that the Crown Prince was a good-for-nothing, could he? Although that was common knowledge.