I am immortal in history

After the notice was sent out, the busiest people were the government officials.

Your Majesty is kind and does not want to see the suffering of the people, so he drives the homeless and beggars out of the capital.

The streets are clean and the people are neatly dressed.

For those poor families who had no money to buy new clothes, the government officials would lock their doors and prohibit them from going out for half a month. If they found out, they would be arrested and slapped in the government office.

Instead, Li Ping'an took some time off and simply closed the morgue.

"No wonder everyone wants to be the emperor. If you are allowed to live, you will live, and if you are allowed to die, you will die!"

Read and practice Qigong every day.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The main streets in the capital are filled with flowers, which are in full bloom and the fragrance fills the city.

Scholars used flowers and birthdays as themes, recited poems and lyrics and wrote articles, flattering Emperor Jianwu openly and secretly, hoping to take a shortcut to Zhongnan.

Everyone scolds Cai Shilang, and everyone wants to be Cai Shangshu!

The junction of Yongxingfang and Taipingfang is Qianyuan Street, the main north-south road. At the north end is the Imperial Palace Chengtian Gate, and at the south end is the South City Gate, also called Mingde Gate.

It will be dark yet.

Qianyuan Street is already crowded with people, bustling and crowded.

The emperor is also called the Son of Heaven, which means the son of heaven or the son of God. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is no different from the gods in the temple.

Your Majesty is walking down the street today, just like a god descending to earth. Just paying homage can bless you with peace.

The Imperial Guards on duty on the street were wearing strong armor and used flowers as boundaries. No one was allowed to cross the border and any offenders would be executed immediately.

Li Pingan squeezed through the crowd and took a closer look. The flowers turned out to be real flowers.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, they bloom in the wind.

"Jasmine, crape myrtle, orchid, hydrangea...most of them are summer varieties. Does it mean that Daqian already has greenhouse technology?"

"There are some delicate flowers that are difficult to grow in a greenhouse!"

Li Ping'an was astonished that the court really had good methods.

When the people saw the flowers blooming out of season, they shouted auspiciousness.

Someone claimed that there was someone in the yamen, and the flowers were brought from Changchun Temple outside the city. It was the real person in the temple who congratulated His Majesty on his birthday and cast a special spell.

Some people say that it was the divine monk of Baiyun Temple who chanted Buddhist sutras for several days and moved the seeds, causing them to grow and bloom overnight.

There are different opinions about whether it is true or false, and the people have a little more respect for His Majesty.

The shops on both sides of the street have been closed, and the entrances are guarded by imperial guards to prevent thieves from hiding inside and carrying out assassinations.

Since history, the emperor has been a high-risk profession.

The average lifespan was around thirty years, and nearly half of the emperors died abnormally, and the causes of death were various, including death from choking, suffocation, anger, fear, smashing, falling, and drowning...

Assassins have all kinds of strange methods, and it is difficult to guarantee 100% safety, so the emperor rarely leaves the palace, let alone being exposed in the busy city.

It is an ancient saying that the Holy Lord does not take advantage of danger.

Li Ping'an waited until noon, but still did not see His Majesty arriving.

Until then, a deafening roar of long live was heard from a distance, coming like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Li Ping'an stood on tiptoe and looked around, vaguely seeing a bright yellow tower moving slowly under the drag of a white horse.

Even if you feel a little unhappy, you still have to kneel down and kowtow.

The people looked directly at the emperor, which was a treasonous act, and allowing the imperial army to catch him would implicate the nine tribes.

Li Ping'an has lived in Daqian for more than a year and found that there are rules everywhere and he has to be careful in everything he says and does.

From dressing and eating, to reading and writing, and even walking on the street, there are corresponding laws. Violation is a crime, which can range from flogging and caning to severe treason.

Only by strictly managing words and deeds can we better tame the people!

Above Luan Jia.

Emperor Jianwu sat on the dragon chair with a happy face and waved to the people on his left and right.

"All my people, be safe!"

When the people heard that His Majesty recognized him as their son, their eyes filled with tears and they once again kowtowed to the mountain and shouted long live.

The old eunuch who was waiting next to him bowed and said: "Your Majesty is a god and a warrior, his virtue is known all over the world, his brightness is as bright as the sun and the moon, he is comparable to the saint ancestors!"

When Emperor Jianwu heard the word "Holy Ancestor", a cold look flashed in his eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"You old guy is imitating Cai Qing and flattering her."

"Old slave, this is from the bottom of his heart. This grand scene of government and people harmonious..."

Before the old eunuch had finished flattering him, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamations. He looked up and saw a green-robed official emerging from the crowd, followed by a group of common people, who forcibly broke through the imperial army and stood in front of Luan Jia.

"My lord, Wei Heng, the imperial censor of the Kyoto patrol, has this memorial!"

Wei Heng knelt in front of Luan Jia, holding a memorial in both hands. Several of the Imperial Guards were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

Regardless of whether Wei Heng is right or wrong, just the crime of defensive disadvantage is enough to sentence him to exile for thousands of miles.

A dozen people knelt behind Wei Heng, crying and complaining about their grievances, shouting and begging His Majesty to seek justice and severely punish corrupt officials and traitorous officials.

The people nearby were silent and looked at the green-robed official in shock.

There are many plots in the play that involve Yan Zhijian, and the endings are all successful. The emperor loves the people like his own son, kills corrupt officials, and promotes good officials.

But everyone knows that it is a made-up story.

The fundamental reason why people like this kind of plot is that the reality is too cruel and they can only rely on novels and novels.

Emperor Jianwu didn't want to get angry in front of the people, so he said in a gentle tone.

"Wei Aiqing, today is my birthday. I will send the memorial to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Zhou Aiqing will read it first."

"Your Majesty, I have submitted letters several times, but Prime Minister Zhou has been perfunctory."

Wei Heng did not give Emperor Jianwu another chance to shirk the blame, and directly stated the content of the memorial: "I have found out the thirty major crimes of Marquis Weiyuan, and the evidence is conclusive. Please ask for your Majesty's Holy Judgment!"

When the people heard the name of Marquis Weiyuan, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

This is His Majesty's right-hand man, with great military exploits, commanding the capital camp, and can be called the number one person in the army.

Last winter, barbarians invaded.

Marquis Weiyuan was ordered to supervise the war in northern Xinjiang, and he received good news one after another. It was rumored that he would become the first duke with a different surname in Daqian.

The joy on Emperor Jianwu's face disappeared and he said coldly: "Wei Qing is teaching me how to do things?"

"I have offended your Majesty and my father, which is a great disrespect. I have asked myself to be dismissed from my post and imprisoned. It all depends on Your Majesty's decision."

Wei Heng put his official hat on the ground: "I only ask that your majesty severely punish Weiyuan Hou, avenge the people, bring justice to the dead, and give me a prosperous future!"

Emperor Jianwu glanced at the people around him, and suddenly regretted patrolling the streets, otherwise Wei Heng could have been easily dismissed.

Then he looked at Prime Minister Zhou who was patrolling the streets with Luan. Wei Heng was a civil servant under his rule. How did he lead the team and organize the work?

Prime Minister Zhou frowned and had a grimace on his face, not knowing how to explain it.

The balance between civil and military affairs is His Majesty's method, and it is also a situation that all officials agree with. In daily struggles, there are standards, and it is absolutely impossible to be so divisive.

Helplessly, he whispered: "Your Majesty, do you want me to come forward and take Wei Yushi away?"

"He bet on the nine tribes, UU read www.uukanshu.net you can't take him away!"

Emperor Jianwu snorted coldly and pondered for a moment, making up his mind: "Wei Aiqing, tell me, what crime did Marquis Weiyuan commit?"

Wei Heng knew that His Majesty was angry, but he was not nervous at all. He had already arranged his funeral arrangements before coming.

"The first crime is embezzlement of military pay! In the twelfth year of Jianwu, Marquis Weiyuan falsely reported the number of soldiers in Northern Xinjiang and falsely received 220,000 taels of silver from the Ministry of Household Affairs!"

"The second crime is reselling the military rations of the Beijing camp...the total amount is 300,000 taels!"

"The third crime is selling an official position...a total of 420,000 taels!"

"The fourth crime is embezzling acres of land...a total of 57,000 acres!"

"..."

"The ninth crime is to kill a good person and take credit! Weiyuan Hou's legitimate son fabricated the crime of rebellion and killed more than 500 members of the Feng family!"

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"The thirteenth crime is that the son of Marquis Weiyuan robbed the Wang family of wine-making methods, took human lives at a cost, and extorted five thousand taels. There are all witnesses and physical evidence!"

When Wei Heng read this, among the people who were kneeling, a young man climbed out, claiming to be the son of shopkeeper Wang, and begging your Majesty to redress the injustice of the people.

"The fourteenth crime was that the nephew of Marquis Weiyuan set a fire late at night due to a verbal dispute, and burned twelve members of Sun's family to death. There are all the witnesses and physical evidence!"

Another commoner crawled out, with half of his face covered in burn scars. He claimed to be the only survivor of the Sun family and begged Your Majesty for justice.

Wei Heng's voice was loud and clear, spreading in all directions.

Although the previous charges of corruption are large in amount, they are far away from the common people and do not sound painful.

All the subsequent crimes of disregarding human life actually happened around us. For example, Yongxingfang was next door, and many people drank Shilixiang.

For example, if there was a fire in Feng's courtyard, the yamen would rule it as an accident.

Feeling the same, naturally angry and hateful!