Chapter 195 Shaolin's grievances

At the end of the palace feast, it was night when I left the palace.

This time, when I entered the palace sanctuary, it was a bit unexpected.

He used to just lead Nan Town Fushi. To put it plainly, it is the dependent town. If there is a suitable candidate, it is possible to replace it at any time.

Now it is completely sitting in this seat.

In contrast, the rest of the reward is not so important.

He has a house in Beijing, and it is estimated that it has been covered with gray.

Jinwu's avant -garde is one of the emperor's guards, and served as the responsibility of guarding the palace.

However, he just conducted the same knowledge, and there was a commander on it, but it seemed to be a false job.

After all, Jin Wuwei is not familiar with him. Among them, there are no other people. If you want to intervene in it, it is definitely not a simple matter.

Not long after, Lin Mang rushed back to Fishi, Beizhen.

In the northern town, a group of Jinyiwei is still busy, counting various exercise cheats, and the estimated property.

Lin Mang asked casually and returned to the lobby.

As early as he left Jiangnan, he transformed all 6 million into energy points.

It was Zhang Shicheng's treasure to be sent to the palace. As for the private property of Jiangnan officials who checked, they need to be sent to the state treasury after being counted.

After a while, Lin Mang went to rest.

Nympho

at the same time,

Inside the palace,

Zhu Xunjun looked at a box of gold and silver that was transported into the private library, and his face was filled with a smile.

Once my own private library is empty, it has enriched a lot now.

With money, you can naturally do a lot of things you want to do.

For example, expand your mausoleum, or build a manor.

He has thought about a lot of things to do.

At this time, an eunuch bowed and respectfully said: "Qi Qi Shengsheng has all been counted, and the number of reports is consistent with the number of reports."

Zhu Yanjun made a slight head, and said with satisfaction: "Lin Aiqing is doing well in this matter."

"If these courtiers can be like Lin Aiqing, I don't need to have a headache every day."

Cao Zhengchun stood behind him and looked at the gold and silver that was lucky to enter the private library.

"The old minister looked at it, all of them were moving."

"Lin Zhen's ambassador can not move, the old minister admires."

Cao Zhengchun smiled with a full face.

Seems to praise Lin Mang, but in words, there is a deep meaning.

Some words can only be meaningful, unpredictable.

Hearing the words, the smile on Zhu Xijun's face gradually disappeared, his eyes narrowed, and he turned to look at Cao Zhengchun. He was interested: "You want to say, these are not all these?"

Cao Zhengchun knelt quickly and respectfully: "The minister dare not say deluxit!"

"His Majesty forgive."

"The minister has no intention."

Zhu Yanjun glanced at Cao Zhengchun, and said faintly: "Get up."

"I forgive you to be innocent."

But the next words surprised Cao Zhengchun's heart.

Zhu Yanjun laughed and looked ahead, calmly: "He believes in him!"

A simple sentence has caused deep anxiety in Cao Zhengchun's heart.

What can be more value than the emperor's trust.

In this way, the prestige and authority of Jin Yiwei will be higher.

In fact, Cao Zhengchun had nothing to say.

With his intuition, he felt that this Linzhen was not like a loyal person.

It's just that the mood of the Holy at this moment is obviously good. If you say it, it will be troublesome for yourself, maybe you will trust Lin Mang.

He was very clear that there was some rebellious temperament in the bones in front of him.

but……

Cao Zhengchun smiled slightly.

The thorn has been buried, and it will be difficult to pull out again.

Zhu Yanjun slowly retracted his gaze and instructed: "Tomorrow the dynasty, what's the matter for the cabinet to deal with it."

"Also, all about this is sealed!"

If what he expected is good, tomorrow's courtiers should recommend the speech again.

Maybe he will hit your own idea of ​​this batch of treasures.

The group of imperial history of the capital should give up the same rhetoric, and even the play to make Lin Mang from the official.

Everyday is nothing more than that set of rhetoric

I don't see it!

He has to think about how to spend this money.

Nympho

early morning,

The sound of birds in the treetops broke the silence of Fishi in Beizhen.

Lin Mang was holding a bowl of ravioli and walked towards the lobby while eating.

"Lin Zhen's ambassador!"

Suddenly, a sound sounded out of the ear.

Lin Mang turned around, but Yuan Changqing leaned at the door and looked at him with a smile.

"Master Yuan!"

Lin Mang greeted and surprised: "Master Yuan is looking for me, can there be something?"

"No." Yuan Changqing shook his head with a smile and said, "Just come to you to talk about."

"Master Yuan, please."

Lin Mang reached out.

When the two walked into the lobby, Yuan Changqing looked at Lin Mang, which meant deeply: "How about Jiangnan?"

"tired."

Lin Mang simply said, and he ate it with his mouth.

Then I looked up at Yuan Changqing and laughed: "Master Yuan came here, not just to ask this?"

Yuan Changqing smiled and said, "Before today, Bai Guan has been waiting outside the gate of the palace."

"It is estimated that now the impeachment of your memorial can be piled up."

"I admire you, I can still be so leisurely."

Nanjing City has long been introduced to Beijing.

Don't look at the group of officials in Nanjing to the elderly, but there is no power support behind which one behind, which is not one of the huge interests.

Jiangnan is rich, and many officials do not send money to officials in Beijing.

Many private products in Jiangnan are related to officials in Beijing.

Nowadays, not only the Jinyiwei, but also a large number of Jiangnan officials, which directly affects their practical interests.

If it wasn't for Lin Mang's special identity, the group of people estimated that he had already made him a part of the burial post.

Lin Mang put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, and did not care: "It's not once or twice anyway."

"Scold and scold, one day they will shut up."

Lao Tzu just sent nearly 8 million two, and the emperor left him to eat.

Yuan Changqing shook his head with a smile, and couldn't help but can't help.
To be continued...