Chen Guanlou returned to his office and didn't want to do anything. Despite the pile of official documents. Too many people have been beheaded in prison recently. Correspondingly, the paperwork has doubled. Many high-status people had to be signed by Chen Guanlou, whether they were imprisoned in a prison or taken out to be beheaded. This is a procedure, don't be lazy. Every time he signed and stamped his name, he had a straight face and looked very unhappy. At this moment, there were dozens of documents requiring his signature, but he was annoyed and kept still. Mu Qingshan urged him twice, but he drove him out. Medical Officer Mu was also exhausted during this period and ran to the official room to drink tea. "Chen Yuucheng, you have to be more open-minded. The struggle for imperial power has been like this since ancient times. I think back then, when the late emperor was young, he killed more fiercely. The late emperor had more than a dozen brothers. Look, how many are left now. Basically, there are still a few left. They were all killed. At that time, the ground in the capital was all red, stained red with blood. Your Majesty's killings this time were less than half of what the late emperor did when he was young. Wouldn't you be dying of shame? ” Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows.
"If you ask me, killing people is a waste. According to my idea, how many scholars and ambitious people among them will all be exiled to barbaric lands, or even directly abroad. If they want to survive, they must fight and educate the barbarians with their true skills. Spread culture and assimilate local natives. Have the ability to take away barbarian territory. , whoever occupies the territory will be given it. After three generations, they can take the imperial examination. You guessed it, the combat effectiveness of those people is probably three points stronger than that of the regular army. They don’t need to spend a single soldier or a grain of food. They can do it in a hundred years. Harvesting a large area of land and population, why not kill them all now, haha, it’s all wasted!” In an era when talent is scarce, there is still such indiscriminate killing. Sure enough, I don’t understand what it means to make the best use of people’s talents and make the best use of materials. Putting waste in the right place can turn waste into treasure. Medical Officer Mu was obviously shocked by Chen Guanlou's whimsical idea. It took me a while to come back to my senses. He muttered, "Can we conquer the barbarian land just by relying on a few rebels?" "They are allowed to recruit talents on a voluntary basis, without compulsion. How many bandits and bandits they can recruit to harm the wilderness depends entirely on their ability. With the bandits and robbers gone, domestic security will improve, killing two birds with one stone." "How dare you think about it!" Medical Officer Mu could only sigh. Chen Guanlou chuckled and said, "Just tell me, is my method better than pure decapitation? It can not only show the majesty of the emperor, but maybe it can also expand the territory a hundred years later." "I'm not afraid that a hundred years from now, the descendants of these thieves will become princes, and they won't be able to lose their tail." "Even if you become a prince and a threat, the meat will rot in your own pot. There is no advantage for foreigners, no advantage for barbarians. You, you group of indigenous people, just lack strategic vision and a big picture. Everyone will only focus on their own. An acre of land will only lead to endless battles. If you take a long-term view, the world is so big and there is so much land that there is no room for it, so just go out and fight to death!" Chen Guanlou was very disdainful and complained harshly. Medical Officer Mu really wanted to ask: You are also a native of the capital, an authentic native of the capital, what are you showing off to! Completely unaware that this native is not that native. "It's a pity that you are in a low position and no one will listen to what you say. Even if you are in a high position and have great power, these words are really rebellious and will definitely be attacked by a group of people. How can I help you!" Medical Officer Mu told the truth. Since ancient times, the consequences of rebellion have been to kill the nine tribes. Let it go? exile? Barbarians?
Are you still allowed to recruit people to attack the barbarians and occupy the land and become the emperor? Treason! Rebellious ministers and traitors! Concealing evil intentions! Big hats are placed on the top of the head and cannot be taken off. Maybe he will be beheaded along with the rebels. Imperial power cannot be challenged! If you don't kill the rebels, you have to let them go. Only in the last years of the dynasty would you do this. The sky is still high above our heads and cannot collapse. Do you dare to say such treasonous words and not be put to death to celebrate the New Year? Chen Guanlou knew very well that his thoughts were just thoughts after all. No matter who becomes the emperor, as long as the system does not change and Da Qian's concept of the world remains unchanged, he will not listen to his suggestions. He laughed to himself. At this time, the jailer reported that the housekeeper of Zheng Mansion was visiting. Chen Guanlou was obviously stunned for a moment, "Steward of the Zheng Mansion? Which Zheng Mansion? Why don't I remember knowing the guy named Zheng?" "Master Qi, the other party said that he is Zheng Daochong, the butler of Master Zheng's house." "Who are you talking about, Zheng Daochong?" Chen Guanlou was surprised. "Go and invite people in. I want to see what the person named Zheng wants to do." The housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion has a goatee and must be young, because his voice is very clear and does not have the unique aura of middle-aged and elderly people at all. He was quite polite, so he bowed respectfully and sat down at the bottom. Chen Guanlou was the first to speak, "I don't remember when I had any contact with Mr. Zheng." "My lord, I remember correctly, we did not have any previous contact with each other!" "So, what's the reason for the housekeeper's visit today?" Chen Guanlou asked curiously. "To be honest, sir, I was ordered to come here to visit you because I have something to ask for." "Tell me and listen." "My lord hopes that Tianlao can take good care of the Wu family, especially Mr. Wu Qi!" When the housekeeper mentioned the word 'care', his tone was particularly strong. It is obvious that Zheng Daochong wants to clean up the Wu family, especially Master Wu Qi. "Don't worry, sir, I won't let your help go in vain." A wooden box was taken out. Without even looking at it, Chen Guanlou could guess that there were at least a thousand taels of silver notes in it. He laughed, "Your master is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and he might be promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the next step. Why would the future Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Revenue take special care of the Wu family? For such a small matter, why do you have to condescend to the Heavenly Prison? You can go to the Ministry of Justice and find some connections and say hello. Oh, I remember that your master had a falling out with the Ministry of Justice as early as last year. I'm afraid no one in the Ministry of Justice will agree to Master Zheng's request. You can only find the Heavenly Prison as a second choice. Haha..." The housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion remained calm, "Chen Yucheng might as well take a look at the price first."
Chen Guanlou followed suit and opened the wooden box to take a look. It was a big deal. He spent two or three thousand taels of silver at once. Just to take special care of the Wu family, especially Master Wu Qi. "I suddenly remembered." Chen Guanlou pushed the wooden box back to the Zheng Mansion's housekeeper. "Zheng Daochong offended someone and was punished. His family was destroyed and he had to leave his hometown. He was not destined to die. He joined the Qingyun Sect and turned his life around. The person he offended back then seemed to be Wu Qiye. Tsk tsk... He is really vindictive!" "Since Chen Yucheng knows everything, I wonder if you can 'take care' of him?" Zheng Mansion's housekeeper pushed the wooden box containing the banknotes forward again. "There will be a big reward later." Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Go back and tell Zheng Daochong that thanks to his care, the Tianlao has owed money and food for half a year, and has been moving east to make up for west. Tianlao is miserable!" She covered her face and cried, waved her hand, and drove the man away! Zheng Mansion's housekeeper:... What is the price? Give me a definite answer! = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail - 300x250', target_type: 'mix' });