There is still no sunshine in the winter afternoon.
The falling snow became smaller, as small as millet grains, and it hurt a little when it hit my face.
There were people sweeping snow on the streets elsewhere in Beijing, but not on the Demon Suppression Division street.
In the past two days, the streets outside the Demon Suppression Bureau should have been trampled out even if there was no road at all.
On the first night alone, more than 1,300 people were imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison, and this was only a small part of the total. There were more than 10,000 people imprisoned in various prisons in the Dali Temple of Jingzhao Prefecture.
Well, Jingzhao Prefecture and Dali Temple are now in a mess because the Jingzhao Prefecture Governor and Dali Temple Minister are both in jail.
This time, the rebellion in the capital city involved a wide range of people, with almost one-third of the officials in the capital being related to the families involved. It would take a longer time to interrogate which of them were directly involved, which were not aware of the incident, and which were just involved in some marginal activities.
This shows the trouble of aristocratic politics. When the major aristocratic families in the capital are involved in this matter, it means that most officials are implicated, and no one is willing to use them for a while.
By now, the morning court was almost empty, and the remaining officials were panicked. The political situation in the capital was almost paralyzed, and the mess was even worse than when Xia Longyuan just died. The fact that more than half of the officials were still there was the result of Tang Wanzhuang's prior investigation and trying not to exaggerate.
There are also some people who are not involved in the case, because they are related to the Cui Tang family, the officials and followers of the Four Elephants Sect, and some ordinary small families who are not qualified to be involved in major cases. If it weren't for these people, it can be said that the morning court would be an empty nest...
This involves so many people that the whole place will be paralyzed. At present, Tang Wanzhuang's policy is that except for the checkpoints and cities along the way that let people in, the rest of the places have nothing to do with this matter. No matter whose student or former official you are, no one will be asked. Otherwise, if they really investigate, even the whole place will be shut down.
Even so, everyone was in a state of panic, fearing reckoning.
This was a true act of treason and the act of bringing the Hu people into the capital, so the most severe punishment would not be surprising.
Huangfu Qing and others did not have such an intuitive feeling. Only Tang Wanzhuang knew that this was actually the biggest political crisis of the new dynasty. It was a crisis where no one was available from top to bottom, from senior officials to middle-level officials to local levels.
Earlier, Tang Wanzhuang had suggested to Xia Chichi that he should first make good use of Lu Jianzhang and others to stabilize the court, and then use imperial examinations and other means to slowly cultivate his own political team. This would be a very long process.
When Zhao Changhe suggested to show the enemy a weakness and catch some fish according to the changing situation, she did not object. If no fish were caught, it meant that Lu Jianzhang and his men could still be saved, but if they were caught, it meant that they were beyond saving. It would be good if they could accomplish their goal in one go, but it would only make her much more tired.
Let alone other things, how could the current manpower be enough? The number of people involved in the case is over 10,000, not to mention the subsequent involvement. How many people are there in the Demon Suppression Department? Of course, they have to borrow people from the Four Symbols Sect, otherwise the public security will not be stable.
At today's morning court, Tang Wanzhuang was allowed to leave early to go back to work, so she went up to report the situation and ran away. During this time, she heard His Majesty the Emperor talk about looking for sweet potatoes. She turned around and wrote a letter to her nephew, and then worked until the afternoon without even eating.
"Miss, please eat something first."
"Well, leave it there for now. I'll eat it later."
"You said this half an hour ago. The noodles are all clumping together. I cooked a bowl of noodles!" Baoqin stood aside with a bowl of noodles in her hand, stamping her feet in anger: "It's only been a short time since you recovered from tuberculosis, and you're going to have gastrointestinal problems again, right!"
Tang Wanzhuang smiled and said, "Okay, leave it alone for now and I'll really eat it, ah."
Baoqin finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "I think you are deliberately pretending to be sickly to seduce men!"
Tang Wanzhuang: “?”
The little maid was rolled into a ball and thrown out of the door with noodles in her hands.
Before the little maid fell to the ground, a strong body appeared in front of her, and a big hand stretched out and lifted her up in the air.
She sat cross-legged in the air with the qin in her arms, glaring at him angrily.
Zhao Changhe thought it was very cute, rubbed her head, put her on the ground, reached out for the noodles and said, "Let me do it, you go and rest."
Baoqin said angrily: "She has been following your broken new dynasty and is more tired than before. You came last night, didn't you, just to defile the palace... Mmmmm..."
Zhao Changhe covered her mouth with his hand and looked around with sweat all over his forehead.
The officials from the Demon Suppression Bureau nearby lowered their heads and hurried past, pretending not to hear.
Zhao Changhe regretted bringing her down. He should have let her fly all the way to the sea of stars. It seems that Zhuque's method against Baoqin is the most correct. He first silenced the main C, and the others were vulnerable.
At this moment, Baoqin found that there were many people around, so she curled her lips and dared not say anything. Zhao Changhe was too embarrassed to continue talking nonsense, so he walked straight into the main hall of the Demon Suppression Bureau with a hot face.
Tang Wanzhuang raised her head from the documents on her desk and looked at him with a smile, obviously she had heard the noise outside.
Zhao Changhe's face was stiff, and he tried to be gentle, putting the noodles in front of her: "It's okay to lose the harp, but how can you lose the noodles too... Everyone is short of food now."
Seeing what she said, Tang Wanzhuang was amused: "If Baoqin hears it, I'll come in and bite you to death." Zhao Changhe sighed and said, "I didn't expect that you would be even busier in the new dynasty."
Tang Wanzhuang said, "There really weren't as many things to do before... It's just that there were too few people who could work well together. It was tiring and helpless to do it alone. I had to watch so many things happen but could only stare blankly. Now your majesty is also very attentive, which makes people more motivated and motivated... In fact, the current busyness is only short-term. If you can get through it, you will be much more comfortable in the future."
Zhao Changhe asked: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"If the sweet potatoes you proposed to His Majesty are really useful, then that would be a huge help... And your Three Jins proposal is indeed a good idea to save soldiers and food, although I doubt whether that woman can do it well..."
"… You even doubt Suzaku's martial arts skills?"
"It should be said that under my suppression, the Four Symbols Sect has not accomplished much in the past few years and has had to move underground... Especially the so-called Suzaku Reverend, who has accomplished very little. Occasionally, he succeeded in one or two things, and you happened to be the person involved, so your memory was embellished."
Zhao Changhe suddenly wanted to laugh after hearing this. These two women are really interesting...
He didn't say anything more about this. He picked up a handful of noodles with chopsticks, blew on it, and passed it to Tang Wanzhuang's mouth: "Ah~"
Tang Wanzhuang quickly glanced outside the door. The hall, which used to be bustling with people, was now as quiet as a haunted house. Everyone had wisely run away.
In fact, this scene of everyone running away is itself very embarrassing, and I don’t know how much everyone has imagined in their minds... Tang Wanzhuang's face flushed, but she quickly lowered her head and sucked the noodles on the chopsticks.
My husband fed me noodles...
Zhao Changhe didn't say anything more, just fed her mouthful by mouthful. Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help herself, so she just let him feed her slowly, eating the noodles in small mouthfuls.
Baoqin poked her head out quietly, and felt that the noodles she cooked had an inexplicably rancid smell. I didn't add stinky tofu...
Anyway, it's fine as long as the young lady eats it obediently. It seems that the young lady is not grown up yet and needs to be fed. Next time, Baoqin will try to feed her.
After finally finishing the noodles, which normally would only take her a moment to eat, Tang Wanzhuang leaned contentedly in the man's arms and whispered, "It's great."
Baoqin felt that the young lady was hopeless. This man defiled the palace as soon as he came back. He came to see you so late in the afternoon, and just fed you a few mouthfuls of noodles and said, "That's great." I cooked the noodles, and I didn't even say a word of goodness.
What a stupid woman! She claims to be the first of wisdom.
"Bang!" Tang Wanzhuang suddenly waved her hand, and the door closed without any wind. Baoqin hit her head against the door, and squatted down with her head in her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.
Zhao Changhe laughed: "You are bullying Baoqin again."
"Why, you feel bad for not getting to eat it?"
"… Well, I just feel sorry for you."
Baoqin felt that life was bleak.
Tang Wanzhuang was also laughing: "You... you can't trust your mouth now. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Can't I just come to accompany you?"
"So you really can't trust your words now." Tang Wanzhuang said leisurely: "You don't have the time or the energy to find someone just for love, whether it's me or His Majesty and the Queen Mother."
Zhao Changhe was silent.
Tang Wanzhuang said: "But this is a good thing. I don't want you to come back just to ask me when I will fulfill my promise before I left Beijing last time."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment and his expression became strange.
He had forgotten what Tang Wanzhuang had promised him before he left Beijing last time. Only after hearing this did he remember that Tang Wanzhuang said that as long as they came back safely, she would fight with Huangfu Qing on the couch in front of him... How could he have forgotten this!
What's even more tragic is that, given the current situation and Tang Wanzhuang's boast that "this is a good thing", I am too embarrassed to ask her to fulfill this...
Seeing Zhao Changhe's regretful expression, Tang Wanzhuang laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, you'll have your chance later. I don't have time to deal with those things now. I have a lot of things to do. If you want to help, I really need your help."
Zhao Changhe swallowed his anger and said, "Tell me, who do you want to kill?"
"It's because too many people were killed. Under the thousand-year-old family politics, there are too few talent reserves outside of them. We talked about conducting scientific examinations before, but we haven't had time to implement them yet... and even if the scientific examinations are implemented, they still need a training process." Tang Wanzhuang said seriously: "We can't deal with so many people. Some of them must be re-employed. This good person, you will do it."
(End of this chapter)