Transcending the Nine Heavens

If there's something wrong with this guy, then his problem is: he's so clean, so clean! It's too much!

Chu Yang has always liked to go the other way.

One word he always remembered: Thousands of miles is only for money! Man is not his own. He is annihilated! In his previous life, he traveled everywhere for the next three days, scolding the greed of officials everywhere.

Even the highly regarded officials live in large houses, eat the pearls and sea flavors, and the most disadvantaged are much better than the average owner.

No one can live in poverty. Even ordinary people are looking forward to a few more stone rice in the field, and the family can eat better.

You're welcome to say that Tang Xinsheng's people are better fed and dressed than his family!

“This man has a problem!” Chuyang contemplated, a finger, focused on Tang Xinsheng's information: “Cha! ”

“Ah?” Wu Qian Qian soon arrived in Tieyun City, but also knew that Tang Xinsheng, “a blood support society, two sleeves of fresh wind only for the people”, Lord Tang!

Tang Xinsheng, it is indeed the standard of the Iron Cloud City officials! Ethical paradigm!

Would someone like that be a mole? Chu Yang didn't burn his head, did he?

“Don't be suspicious, let Heaven Hall investigate immediately! I want to see the information before this afternoon. If this Tang Xinsheng data is missing a little before the afternoon, the whole heavenly machine hall is slated! Tell Chen Yutong that my words are intact! ”

Wu Qian Qian wrinkled her nose, wrote a note and walked out.

Outside, a chicken dog jumped, and people screamed horse hissing; everyone in the paradise ran out almost at the speed of fire fighting. King Chu Yan's board is tough.

Chu Yang smiled and slowly said: "Remember, in this world, people have weaknesses. A saint like this cannot exist!” He lit Tang Xinsheng's name with his fingers and snorted coldly in his nose.

Chu Yang had a saying in his heart that he remembered very clearly. “Is there a saint in this world? Assuming, then, that saints don't need to eat or dress? You don't need to spend money on these? Need a daughter-in-law? Need some fun? … if needed, then he is not a saint! Because he wants something! So it follows that there are no saints in the world! ”

The man who said that was Mo Tianjin! Chuyang now hates Mo Tianjin, but he can't fail to admit that Mo Tianjin's statement still makes some sense.

Since the founding of the Third Hall, King Chu Yan has always managed very strictly; but the strictest of them is still the Heavenly Hall. After almost three days, the housemaster of the temple was called in by the Chu royal seat to cut off his head and cover his face and scold him. Then he came out with a dark face and grabbed his own hand and practiced it harder...

King Chu Yan scolds people, naturally there is evidence, you can only scold people if you do it wrong. Chen Yutong didn't have a temper: really wrong, shouldn't he? Chu is responsible.

Hence, Chen Yutong was only able to anger his men every time, and did not dare to relieve Chu's throne. This also led to the heavenly temple to act strictly to the extreme. Later, no mistakes were made...

The misspelled word involved the housekeeper was scolded. Then the whole family followed the tragedy, just don't say what a principled mistake, who dares to make a mistake?

Naturally, Chen Yutong and others do not know, they totally took up the light of Mo Tianjin; if they knew, they would probably eat Mo Tianjin alive...

Less than this afternoon, Tang Xinsheng's details were detailed in the case of Chuyang. Together, the information is half a foot thick. This efficiency, Wu Qian Qian spoke directly for it...

That was fast.

Chu Yang flipped over and looked at it carefully, finally revealing a smile.

This information, too, is clean. But the dry and quiet data fell into Chuyang's eyes, and under his preconceived mindset, he found too many unusual.

“This man, ten years ago, became an official. At that time, he was 27 years old, poor teenagers, descendants of mountain farmers, 10 years old parents died, 12 years old, and his village was looted by Dazhao. None of the villagers survived, leaving him hidden in a hidden cellar. ”

In a slow tone, Chuyang slowly said, Wu Qian Qian held a brush and quickly wrote down what he said: “Both the family and the villagers died too clean. One of those doubts. Moreover, since he has a cellar in his home, according to the general rural custom, even though he can't say that he has a cellar in his home, he should have most of it; so he just missed his home? And everyone else is dead, and one of his children is safe in the cellar. This is the second question. ”

“Since Dazhao's generals slaughtered the villages, there was no shortage of looting. After the pillage, a fire was set ablaze, which is the safest and most uniform practice, and after the pillaging of the villages by any national army, this fire is inevitable. If it is true in the cellar, even if he is not found, the fire can not burn him, hold him, hold him, smoke him! He couldn't have survived, but he did. This question three. ”

“Escaped from the mountain village and went to Jingguancheng. Jingguancheng is not far from that mountain village, 50 miles away. This distance is not very close to a 12-year-old child... Forget it, this is a somewhat suspicious question, regardless. Well, in Jingguancheng, next thing you know, under the famous Confucius Confucius, um, a mountain village kid, who can you refer? Without a referral, the Kong Crown took in such a beggar as a disciple? Does he have such a saint? This question four. ”

“Well... Tang Xinsheng, 16 years old, Zhongcai, married, 19 years old, 26 years old, sergeant; alternate six months, 27 years old, served as official. Ha, even if he is a meritocracy, he needs to learn freely to engage in politics as an official, and he only waits six months for a real job. This question five. ”

“This passage was clear and well documented. But nobody is famous. Usually it's a big deal to bring in a sergeant! Wherever it is, it's all about Jinjin Hado. But Tang Xinsheng went on a smooth journey to the middle school, and in general, he was a prodigy, a gifted gift. Until then, his reputation had been invisible. This is not compatible with the human psyche. ”

“Psychology?” Wu Qian paused holding the pen and questioned.

“Such a person, no matter where he is, is a man of the wind. It is also a good example of urging one's own children to strive to move forward. Obviously, this Tang Xinsheng did not set a good example, he was low-key and frightening. Juvenile aspirations are unremarkable, which is questionable. ”

"" If it were true, "said Chuyang," his low-key personality would not preach anything. But ever since he became an official, whatever good he did would be spread in a very short time. Moreover, it was not just his place as an official; it could not be helped by the lack of people, as if no effort had been spared to create momentum for him. ”

“Come to Tieyun Jingcheng, and publicize it. Almost everyone knows that this Master Tang is a great clearing officer! Well, it's unusual to have such a reputation for a mere 10 years as an official, but not a prominent official position. And inconsistent with my personality, question seven. ”

“Too harsh, too tolerant; and for ten years as an official, there is no enemy! Everyone is in a good mood with him... this question eight! ”

Chu Yang smiled softly: “Everyone praised him as a good man, but in the official field, like people in the river and lake, he had no choice. You have to be on the team. If you're on this side, you're on the wrong side. That's a constant! This is how the Court moves forward while striking a balance in the struggle between the two factions. ”

“Able to compete, but never to compete; but it is his performance, but never to be spared.” Chu Yang hey smiled, "The world has never been so fair, but it has appeared to him. He has no money, no power, no background. How can he be so fair? This question nine! ”

“More than a decade ago, it was precisely the fifth softness that had just begun to gain momentum, the beginning of the implementation of the Iron Cloud Blacksmith Desert Project; the time was too coincidental. This question ten. ”

“Although the results are not small and the performance is remarkable, it is doubtful that within a decade, from nine to four grades… there will be more promotions almost once a year, which is too fast. ”

“The child is talented, but does not join the service. He is called Shelter, but he has no experience of being an official in the Iron Cloud. Where's the suspicion? Moreover, under his own care, his son has little contact with the outside world, and it is difficult to raise any loyalty to the Iron Cloud and its enemies; but how many meanings does this most difficult act seem to have? My son always farms, but the poetry keeps dropping. If he doesn't want to be an official, what does he learn to do? Prepare for who?” Chuyang's smile slowly became cold: “Doubt 12! ”

“These twelve doubts, even if they are true saints, I will kill them!” The eyes of King Chu Yan reveal a glittering, sharp glow.

< Coming soon, brothers and sisters, are you ready? The battle is about to begin! >