After learning that Chu Xun had returned, Gu Yuanbai was overjoyed.
Chu Xun dusty into the temple, Gu Yuanbai personally got up from behind the table and walked out, went forward to help Chu Xun, words kind expression gentle, "Chu Qing hard work."
Two months of hard work and danger, all in the saint's words into a moving, Chu Xun tears: "I do not dishonor the saint entrusted, this folding has been written in this spring flooding reasons."
Gu Yuanbai glanced at the folders, let Tian Fusheng took down, but not in a hurry to look through, but first to Chu Xun gave the seat rewarded tea, let him take a good rest before casually turning over the folders.
Chu search was ordered to solve the spring flood and conceal the source of the officials, the main thing to deal with is naturally the spring flood, as expected Gu Yuanbai expected, because of silt accumulation, and even under the rain for several days, Chu search to the Yellow River in the middle and lower reaches of the area, there has been a hidden risk of dike.
Fortunately, Chu Xun's theory of water management is not on paper, he immediately based on the terrain of the water management program, day and night constantly patrol and adjustments, and finally succeeded in the past small flood season.
In addition to water treatment, that is to check people. Chu Xun low official position is not without reason, his action approach is very direct, and listen to the emperor's orders do not know the adaptability, Gu Yuanbai let him check the source of information is hidden by who, he only buried head to check this, and finally because it is too direct, and almost ushered in a couple of killings. But Chu Xun is not strong, he immediately went to the local governor, sent troops to arrest those local officials who intend to fight to the death.
"Lord Dudu pressed these officials are still on their way and should be able to enter the capital after another two days of work." Chu Xun said.
Gu Yuanbai finished reading the list of those officials on the folders, nodded and asked with a smile, "Chu Qing can find that these local officials can collude with the Beijing officials?"
Chu Xun said guiltily, "I am incompetent and did not find out."
Gu Yuanbai's face was unchanged, he consoled Chu Xun for a few moments, and seeing his haggard face, he let him go back to the house to rest first.
After Chu Xun left, Gu Yuanbai stroked the zhang fold, his smile deepened, then abruptly slammed the zhang fold on the table, restrained his smile and coldly said, "Tian Fusheng, send someone to ask the Royal Historian to go to the middle minister."
*
After the royal historian knew that he had been summoned by His Majesty, his eyelids jumped steeply.
By the time he knelt before His Holiness, the unsettling feeling had intensified.
He had been uneasy ever since the King of Qi had been captured, but he had waited for many days without seeing any action from His Holiness. He had thought that the saint hadn't noticed, but now what was going on?
The saint served tea, unhurriedly sipping tea, today's bubble or double well green, fragrant and penetrating, Gu Yuanbai favors this.
While His Holiness slowly sipped his tea, a fine layer of sweat broke out on the top of the kneeling Imperial Secretary's head.
Such silence made one's heart feel like it was out of sorts, beating so fast that breathing began to be difficult. The Imperial Historian lowered his head and kept speculating in his mind, finally his heart crossed and said, "I, Feng Chengzhi, ask for forgiveness from His Majesty!"
Gu Yuanbai finally raised his eyes to look at him and lifted the teacup to brush away the tea leaves, "What is Feng Qing's offense?"
The Imperial Historian's middle minister's head large beads of sweat slid down from his temples, he respectfully said, "I should be correcting the hundred officials, but recently, I've been slacking off, resulting in many faults, the minister's sins are numerous and large, which need to be pleaded with the Holy Spirit."
"Oh?" Gu Yuanbai said in a nonchalant manner, "Even the middle minister of the Imperial Historical Office is guilty of a major offense, so what has become of the entire Imperial Historical Office?"
The royal historian's breath stuttered as his heart slowly fell into the abyss: "I ......"
Gu Yuanbai sipped a mouthful of tea and said faintly, "Go bring King Qi."
The royal historian was shocked.
Soon, someone brought the King of Qi into the temple. These days of grinding so that the king of Qi seems to pale more than twenty years old in general, the spirit of the gas atrophy, the previous three days of starvation is more emaciated description, not half of the previous graceful and noble appearance.
Seeing Gu Yuanbai at this moment, the King of Qi naturally hated and feared him, he barely tried to put on the appearance of a royal uncle, and as soon as he saw the Royal Secretary who was kneeling beside him, he was shocked again to the point that his eyes widened and his body trembled.
Two middle-aged and elderly people in their forties and fifties knelt in front of them, one more cold and sweaty than the other, and Gu Yuanbai was still using the tea, not panicking.
"Your Holiness," King Qi was the first to hold back, and he asked with trepidation, "What are you doing?"
"I asked the two of you to come here, and you come to ask me why?"
Gu Yuanbai looked at the Imperial Historian's middle minister, who shook his body twice under his gaze and forced himself to calm down, "Your Majesty, I ......"
"The Imperial Historian's Office," Gu Yuanbai interrupted as he said word for word, "oversees the localities, oversees the hundred officials, is my eyes and ears, and is the place where the laws are upheld. I trust Feng Qing, after all, when the late emperor was around, Feng Qing wrote many times to correct my mistakes. In this way, I believe that Feng Qing is bold in his advice and speech, and is a selfless and good official, and is a model for all officials in the world."
The Imperial Historian's heart thumped, trembling with fear and trepidation.
"But I found out that you don't seem to be as good as I thought," Gu Yuanbai's tone was getting colder and colder, "This pair of eyes of yours is not staring at the hundred officials, but at me. Your hand has reached out to Imperial Concubine Wan, what, a position as the middle minister of the Imperial Historian's Office doesn't satisfy you, and you're planning to go even further, even trying to pull me off the throne?"
The royal historian was chilled to the bone and horrified.
The royal historian had never seen Gu Yuanbai like this before.
His Majesty treats his ministers well, listens to advice, and has a reputation for being a wise man, and the royal historian knows that His Majesty is not simple.
But how terrifying His Holiness was, he had only realized after Gu Yuanbai had sent troops to surround the Qi Wang Mansion.
That day the entire capital in the official room door closed, the Zong Prince Palace of the wailing resounded throughout the street, the Royal Secretary in his own residence, was scared to the teeth war.
But by that time, what was to be done had been done, the ship of thieves had set sail, and the man who held the rudder could not get off the ship, either in the right direction or in the wrong direction.
"I, I ......," the royal historian's voice trembled, "I didn't ......"
"You have!!!"
Gu Yuanbai threw the teacup in his hand violently, the teacup shattered on the side of the Imperial Secretary, and the water stains in the cup splashed onto the bodies of the Imperial Secretary and the King of Qi, both of whom were so shocked that their minds were already fuzzy.
The guards guarding in front of the door and the palace guards in the palace all knelt down, and the entire palace was so quiet that there was not a single sound. The Imperial Historian had already felt his breath suffocating, and he was so frightened that his heartbeat felt like it was about to stop.
Gu Yuanbai's face was filled with anger, the fire burned his liver and lungs, his breathing began to be rough. Gu Yuanbai moderated his mood and anger, his face was expressionless, the more the Emperor was like this, the more the people below were scared.
King Qi's legs had already gone weak, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to stop shivering and being scared.
The piece of hollow jade that had been seized from the Qi King's residence was thrown in front of the duo.
Looking at the hollow jade pendant and at the Emperor's expressionless face, the King of Qi and the Imperial Secretary were completely paralyzed on the ground, filled with despair.
The Emperor was rarely angry, especially with the people of the Imperial Historical Office. Because the people of the Imperial Historical Office themselves had the duty of correcting the hundred officials, what the Emperor needed was for them to dare to speak up, not to be afraid to do so. In order not to frighten them, the Emperor's attitude towards the people of the Imperial Historical Observatory was cordial.
This was the first time that the Imperial Historian, and the King of Qi, had ever seen the Emperor so angry.
The two men were so scared that their faces turned white and their eyes were hollow, when the Emperor threw another zhang fold heavily in front of the Imperial Secretary, and said in a very cold tone, "Look."
The royal historian picked up the zhengzuo with a trembling hand and opened it, which turned out to be a list of local officials around the Yellow River during the small flood season.
Look at him finished, at this time, Gu Yuanbai spoke: "the royal historian and local officials collusion, accept bribes, and with these ill-gotten gains to use to enlist the king of Qi, the king of Qi and the royal historian in collusion with the secret collusion with the rebels and thieves, driving local officials fish and flesh the people, all of which are too numerous to mention! Hate the Royal Historical Office is to correct the use of, but own corruption, the entire Royal Historical Office, there can be a few good officials! How many good officials can there be in the Imperial Historian's Office? How many of these local officials are clean when they dare to collude with the capital officials to commit evil!"
The royal historian and the King of Qi raised their heads violently.
They didn't do any of that at all!
Gu Yuanbai's gaze was cold as he looked at them and continued in a slow voice, "Do you admit your guilt?"
"I ......" The Imperial Chancellor's brain vibrated and smothered in pain.
Gu Yuanbai said in a cold voice, "On account of the fact that the two of you took the initiative to confess your sins and denounce these magistrates, I can spare you the death penalty."
For a long time, under the Emperor's cold line of sight, the Imperial Historian burst into tears, he slowly raised his hands, sank down and bowed down, his head knocking heavily on the ground, "I plead guilty."
The emperor gave him this hat, directly to the imperial chancellor of face and lizi are lost, after this crime confessed, an imperial chancellor but embezzlement, want to also know what will encounter.
The entire Imperial Court, the entire magistrates, will be cleared by the Holy Spirit on this occasion.
But the Emperor only gave them this one way to go.
His Holiness spared them the premeditation, no need to die, no need to be implicated, but the price, no better than death.
Their whole family will be exiled, deprived of their original homes, banned from taking the imperial examinations, and will be sinners for generations, with a long and stigmatizing legacy.
When the King of Qi saw that the Imperial Historian had recognized him, his dull eyes moved and he looked up at Gu Yuanbai.
After meeting Gu Yuanbai's gaze, however, he steeply shivered.
Gu Yuanbai snorted coldly and began to give his orders.
Dismissed from the official position of the Royal Historian, deprived of his capital, with his family three generations of exile in the desolate land of Guangnan East to perform hard labor, within three generations are not allowed to return to the capital is not allowed to participate in the examination. Deprived of the title of King of Qi, relegated to the common people, expelled from the clan, confined to the manor outside the capital, never set foot in the capital, within three generations can not participate in the examination.
And the Royal Historical Bureau, out of such a big corruption, the emperor does not trust the Royal Historical Bureau anymore, he wants to rewash the Royal Historical Bureau. And those local officials who were caught by Chu Xun, they colluded with the Beijing officials, more than just concealing the crime of not reporting, all give him a decapitation.
The sentence should be imposed and the person should be exiled.
What's more, the royal historian himself admitted that he had much collusion with local officials in various places.
What does that mean?
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This means that he can have a rousing fight against corruption.
And for this big battle, he could use thunderbolts, use his soldiers and horses, and go deeper and probe on a wide scale, while it is well known that anti-corruption activities have always been a means for rulers to get rid of certain people.
Ah, the royal court.
It's finally going to really become my eyes and ears.
*
The court was shocked when the imperial decree came out.
The Imperial Historical Office everyone is in danger, the Imperial Historian has been about to leave his post, but at this time, he took over the big job, day and night sighing that he was late to take a step, so that now this is like walking on thin ice.
King Qi and his party had been driven out of the capital, their families were all nobles raised in the rich mountains. Being driven out this time, everyone's expression was blank, whether they were old or young, looking at the multitude of people, suddenly generating a kind of helplessness of having nowhere to call home.
The forbidden soldiers looked fierce, and were to drive them into the manor where there was nothing, and from then on, not to step out of the manor, to be confined to death.
The youngest of the youngest son Gu Wen, even when his father and brother were in jail and struggling to make ends meet, he had never suffered a hint of harshness. He clutched the corner of his mother's coat uneasily, wailing, "My beads! My beads!"
His mother wiped her tears and said nothing, the saint kicked them out of the royal residence, where did they take anything other than this brocade and silk and a few pieces of jewelry for themselves?
The King of Qi's face was desperate to the point of being expressionless, he didn't know how he ended up in this situation today when it was clear that he had only intentionally passed on a wrong message in the beginning.
Waiting for him to hear the youngest son crying before snapping back to the storm, Qi Wang strangled the youngest son's neck, eyes about to stare out of their sockets, "I'll strangle you, I'll strangle you! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"
The wailing and pulling was chaotic, disturbed by the low sobs of adults and the cries of small children.
Several of King Qi's eldest sons watched the scene from the sidelines with chills.
Can a pampered family leave the name of the royal clan and live within the fallen manor?