Fu Canglu

Chapter 306 Kaesong

"Green Ant New Brewed Wine, Red Clay Small Stove."

"If you come here in the evening, can you drink a cup of snow?"

The woman's murmurs came from the city lord's mansion again.

Hou Guo Youzhi, a member of the Ministry of Industry, stood outside the door with numb legs and waited for a long time.

The person inside the door said softly: "Would you like to come in for a drink?"

The sound is soft to the bone.

Guo Youzhi raised his head, and saw the woman who opened the door with a beautiful face.

Alluring country.

It's a pity that some drunken eyes are blurred.

If it weren't for the heavy snow that lasted for a month and hadn't made any sense so far, the City Lord's Mansion of Thunder City would not have been as lively as it is today.

The workers from the Ministry of Industry who were ordered to go north to repair the Beiguan Gorge were trapped in Thunder City by the heavy snow for a month.

Coincidentally, the personnel of the Ministry of Criminal Justice who detained the death row prisoners and ordered them to be exiled to Beiyuan were also trapped here.

Even more coincidentally, the soldiers and horses of the military department that transported the military equipment of Beiguan officers and soldiers came earlier than the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Punishment.

The three big servants, no one is higher than the other in terms of official rank.

When they came to Thunder City, the heavy snow had not yet started, and the three of them were arguing over who would leave the city first, and finally the sudden heavy snow made them all shut up.

In the 37 cities, except for a few very large cities, most of the cities under the command of the princes chose to lock the city against the snow and store food to store energy.

When it snowed heavily in Thunder City, the doors were closed and the city was not opened, the three servants could only stare blankly.

The new city lord in the city lord's mansion didn't seem to want to see these three servants.

They don't even care what the impact will be if the task at hand is overdue.

Being entertained by Haosheng, the three servants who stayed in the City Lord's Mansion of Thunder City could only knock down their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs.

The three servants are old fritters who have stayed in Luoyang City.

July [-]th in Luoyang has become a taboo word in official circles.

Fearful.

Therefore, even if the female city lord surnamed Liu was drinking, writing, copying books and visiting brothels every day, even if it was ten times more absurd, the three servants would not dare to say a word.

It has not been a year or two for the three servants to hang their heads in the officialdom, and there are some young people behind them who are bold and not afraid of trouble.

The old tortoises didn't bother to pay attention, so they went.

Courageous people die quickly.

In the eyes of the three servants, Guo Youzhi is the kind who dies quickly.

Guo Youzhi has been standing in front of Liu Rushi's mansion for almost two weeks.

When the heavy snow was at its most ferocious, this man knocked on the door of the City Lord's Mansion and explained his reasoning to Liu Rushi.

"The task of the Ministry of Industry this time is to repair the Beiguan project. If you can't arrive on time, there will be serious consequences."

Finished in one sentence.

The door closed with a "snap".

Liu Rushi didn't bother to pay attention to this little sesame official who was about the same size as him.

Even the three servants of the third grade don't dare to disturb my rest, you are a member of the Ministry of Industry, Wailang?

Everyone is waiting for Guo Youzhi to knock on Liu Rushi's city lord's mansion for the second time.

Wait for his joke.

The door opened a second time.

Liu Rushi, who smelled of alcohol, exhaled lightly, "Do you want to drink?"

Guo Youzhi stood with sore legs, and was about to speak when the woman handed him a hip flask.

"Drink it in one sip, and then reason with me."

Guo Youzhi's face was flushed as he looked at the flagon that was as big as his own head.

This woman usually drinks with this?

Liu Rushi looked at him with a half-smile.

drink.

drink the fuck.

Guo You drank it in one gulp.

His head seemed to be filled with the mortar that the Ministry of Industry bought from Qiliang at a high price. If Liu Rushi hadn't supported him, he might have fallen to the ground.

Liu Rushi opened Tankou lightly and said, "Speak."

Guo Youzhi's mind went blank, and then he was dizzy. He didn't know what to say. He just felt that his soul and body had been separated, and his consciousness kept falling. He didn't have time to think, and he had long forgotten the words he had prepared in advance.

"Come and tell me." Liu Rushi smiled and asked calmly, "What serious consequences will there be if the Ministry of Industry fails to complete the task this time?"

The people who linger in the Tiansu Building in Luoyang City are all the high-level officials of the Northern Wei Dynasty, so how can Liu Confucian scholars not know how rotten the officialdom of the Northern Wei Dynasty is?
If the three servants really cared about this mission, they would have knocked on his door long ago, crying and crawling.

Only this kind of brat, ignorant of the world, is being used as a gun, and is as stubborn as a donkey knocking on the door every day to find someone to reason with.

After Guo Youzhi heard Liu Rushi's words, he trembled and had a great reaction.

His legs were limp, and he was almost unable to stand steadily, but his eyes were fixed on the female city lord in front of him very seriously.

"People will die."

Sounds tough.

"A lot of people will die."

Liu Rushi was expressionless.

Guo Youzhi continued to stick out his tongue and said, "The Ministry of Industry can't repair and invite Beiguan. If the barbarians go south, many people will die."

The woman opposite suddenly laughed.

She smiled and lowered her eyebrows, thinking that what this kid said made sense.

It's not that I'm worried about my head falling to the ground.

Instead, they are worried that the people will be brutally poisoned.

When Guo Youzhi's mind was blank, he heard Rushi Liu asked calmly: "The minister of the Ministry of Industry is a third-rank official, and he doesn't care. You are an ordinary member of the foreign minister, do you have a fifth-rank?"

Guo Youzhi has heard such lines countless times.

When I participated in the scholar banquet, some people said that among the scholars in Luoyang, the heirs of second-rank officials cheated.

No one dared to stand up.

He stood up.

From the top list to the second list, there is still a ranking.

My own teacher, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, was woken up by the senior official through several levels, and someone said a similar sentence.

"Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is from the second grade, he doesn't care. You are an ordinary doctor, do you have the fifth grade?"

The doctor of the Ministry of Rites is the fifth grade.

Guo Youzhi implicated his teacher, he failed the exam, and the teacher was imprisoned.

Even though the teacher helped him resist this matter, Guo Youzhi was sent to the most difficult and tiring Ministry of Industry, where he spent almost twelve months on construction projects.

Guo Youzhi kept thinking, did he do something wrong?

Why when I stood up, I was surrounded by indifferent eyes?
He can't forget the miserable appearance of his teacher when he was imprisoned, the embarrassing scene when he was poked in the spine when he went to the teacher's grave a year later, and the cold and ruthless face of the so-called big man.

He thought what would he do if he went back in time and started all over again?
Guo Youzhi said seriously to Liu Rushi: "Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Industry, is from the fifth grade."

From the fifth rank, of course there are five ranks.

Back then, someone asked the teacher, is there a fifth-grade doctor in the Ministry of Rites?

This is what the teacher said: "The doctor of the Ministry of Rites is the fifth grade."

So the teacher was in charge of the fraud case.

So Guo Youzhi said his truth today.

Everyone was waiting for Guo Youzhi to make a joke.

This stunned young man has stood in the city lord's mansion for so long, even if the city lord really opened the door and the people from the work department left Thunder City, and the work department completed the task in the end, it would be the servant who was rewarded.

In other words, if the Ministry of Industry messed up in the end, the scapegoat would naturally be thrown on Guo Youzhi, a member of the Ministry of Industry who angered the city lord.

thankless.

Only a fool would do it.

Zeng Tai, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, looked at the drunk Guo Youzhi with a complicated expression.

This old fried dough stick has been in the officialdom of the Northern Wei Dynasty for almost ten years. He knows when to say what and what to do, and finally he still has a little kindness. He raised his hands and sleeves and came to Liu Rushi. , Respectfully said: "This son is drunk, if you just said something rude, I hope you will not care about it."

The city lords of the 37th city were almost all under the command of the feudal princes back then. Even if they were not, the treatment was not far behind. There was no award in the officialdom, but the most difficult to mess with were these people standing in the center of Luoyang. They were the Northern Wei Dynasty The most powerful person.

After Xuanshangyu's edict, Liu Rushi was already at the level of the 37th city lord.

Powerful?

In the eyes of the six ministers, this is indeed the case.

Not to mention Guo Youzhi, a young Yuanwailang.

Liu Rushi's eyes were extremely calm, looking at Zeng Tai, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, who was covered in cold sweat, and thought, so this is the power?
An order to open the city decided the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people.

She gathered the red robe around her body, and said softly: "The three men and horses packed up their things, and tomorrow Thunder City will open the city gate and let them go."

Zeng Tai raised his head in disbelief.

Liu Rushi said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Master Zeng Tai, what is the name of this Yuanwailang?"

Zeng Tai answered Guo Youzhi's three words with trepidation.

Liu Rushi nodded and cleared his throat.

"Guo Youzhi, a member of the Ministry of Industry, is favored by the city lord. If the snow stops this year, the city lord will transfer him back to Thunder City to serve as the governor of Thunder City."

One sentence is thunderous.

Zeng Tai was stunned.

Liu Rushi smiled and patted the shoulder of the Minister of Rites, then slowly closed the door of the mansion.

The servant of the Ministry of Rites had a complicated complexion, looking at the drunk boy he was supporting, he murmured, "Guo Youzhi, Guo Youzhi, you didn't drink this pot of wine in vain."

In this world, there are many little people struggling at the bottom.

For Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Rites, being promoted to the governor of 37 cities is already a great opportunity.

This can be regarded as a kind of fish jumping over the dragon's gate.

In the official circles of the Northern Wei Dynasty, there were too many people who jumped into the dragon's gate.

Jiang Qingyi is the leader of Xiguan poor family.

The young blood that entered the temple of Senluo Dao.

People always start from the bottom and climb up step by step.

Before you stand up, you need to stand up.

Yes.

Sometimes, it takes a lot of courage to stand up and say a word, and it also takes a lot of money.

There are no opportunities in this world that you can definitely grasp.

But at least one thing is needed, and that is courage.

After Liu Rushi closed the door of the mansion, he leaned gently behind the door with a complicated expression on his face.

She took out the secret spy from her bosom.

Two felons from Beiyuan went south, and one of them had an extremely familiar face.

Yuanli fluctuated slowly, and finally burned into a fire, burning up the secret agent.

(End of this chapter)