imperial psychologist

Chapter 666 The Best Messenger
Li Yiru's pen stopped.

"Isn't it a good thing not to levy taxes...?"

"Of course a good thing is a good thing," Bo Ling whispered, "but the anti-gold wars in the fourth, fifth and sixth years of Shengming did not happen out of thin air."

Li Yiru frowned, "...I don't know much about this."

"Because Yiru has always been in Shuzhou." Bo Ling laughed and murmured, "...The road to Shu is difficult, and the road to Shu is the same everywhere."

Li Yiru nodded, "That's right. A few years ago, I lived with my father in the countryside of Chuanning, where the mountains were isolated. We didn't know that the old emperor had passed away until the third year of Shengming, and two of them died in succession."

Bo Ling said softly, "The imperial court does not allow the subordinates to increase taxes, but the battles in the north and the east require food and firearms. Beijing has come up with its own plan for the subordinates to implement, but the situation in different places is different, so I went up to There are policies, and there are countermeasures."

Li Yiru thought about the wording, and added this paragraph to the document.

Bo Ling waited for a while, and then continued, "Huizhou is a special place. It shares with Qingzhou about [-]% to [-]% of Dazhou's firearms production, and it is also called Dazhou's granary together with Chuzhou...the cultivated land in southern Huizhou Can't move, let alone farmers, but mining in Huibei can't stop...

"I remember that the management of refugees in Huizhou has achieved remarkable results in the past few years, and Jingli specifically commended them. Now it seems that they may not have allowed the refugees to live in peace, but directly arrested them for mining—ah, don't write this paragraph, this Just my speculation."

"It doesn't matter," Li Yiru's pen tip flew, "I mark this paragraph as speculation, and it's fine if there is no evidence."

After a while, Li Yiru looked at Bai Ling again, "Now that the previous love has been written, what should I write next?"

Berlin was silent.

Li Yiru scratched his head with the pen, "... Generally, it should be the solution, right? For some reason, you should do this or that... or something like that."

Bo Ling looked into the distance, propped his chin with one hand, and said after a long time, "...I don't know."

"Where do you want to send the folder later?"

Bo Ling turned his head and saw Mu Cheng opened his eyes again, looking at him seriously.

Bai Ling smiled, "Didn't Brother Mu fall asleep?"

Mu Cheng sat up, looked at Li Yiru and Bo Ling with a tired face, "...there is nothing to do if you haven't fallen asleep. How you write it next, of course depends on where this document is sent."

Li Yiru's eyes lit up, "Tell me?"

Mu Cheng said softly, "...My idea is to ask someone to send it to Pingjing and hand it over to the Procuratorate, and let them do the rest. We Shengdou people shouldn't care about this kind of thing. The situation last night was a last resort. And for this reason, seeing someone is going to blow up the arsenal, of course we can't just sit idly by... But as far as the point is concerned, just explain the matter clearly, and how to do it in the end is a matter of the above, so we don't get too deep."

Li Yiru nodded, "Well, I think Brother Mu is polite."

"I agree with the second part," Bo Ling said softly, "We have no choice but to control how the matter is done. Just explain the matter clearly, but it is not a good way to hand it over to the Inspectorate."

"Why?" Mu Cheng asked.

"I asked Old Xu last night how he got the route from the mine to the arsenal, but he refused to tell." Bo Ling whispered, "Don't say it, but it's hard to think about it. Quite interesting."

Li Yiru frowned, "...what do you mean?"

Bai Ling looked at Li Yiru, "These people wandered around Huizhou for three years and didn't find out that the Huizhou government was responsible for it, but two months ago, things suddenly progressed rapidly. Directly became a prestigious dart runner... Isn't this very strange?"

"I also found it strange last night." Mu Cheng narrowed his eyes, "They have a good grasp of the intervals of shift changes and patrols here, as if they have figured out everything in advance."

"That's right, plus they are experienced miners in Qingzhou, and they are very flexible underground." Bai Ling said softly, "...except that someone secretly found them and provided them with help, I can't think of anything else. What else is possible."

"...Do you suspect that they are being used?"

Bo Ling nodded, "Yes, they have strong motives for committing crimes, but their ability to commit crimes is not enough. Someone happened to discover them two months ago, so they hit it off... Isn't this a very logical thing? Said Maybe Lao Xu and the others are really working for the remnants of the gold thief or the green robe bandit, but they don't realize it."

Both Mucheng and Li Yiru held their breath.

"That's why I said it's not convenient to go to the Procuratorate for this matter," Bo Ling said softly, "The Metropolitan Procuratorate always submits letters publicly, and if there is any trouble in the capital, the Huizhou government will soon get wind of it—we have already alerted the snake before. Once in a while, Huizhou might have taken precautions. If the Metropolitan Procuratorate quarrels again, the matter will not be able to focus. At that time, maybe no one will believe Lao Xu's experience, and the government will arrest people , civilians going down the well and other things are also confirmed to be rumors spread by the Jin people."

"That's right!" Mu Cheng patted his knee lightly, "Then what do you want to do?"

"It's best for us to quietly send the letter to the central government and the cabinet, and let them send people to Huizhou to make unannounced visits to investigate the local yamen's tricks of catching foreigners into the well." Bo Ling said softly, "It's not a big deal. Maybe there is still room for change, if it really comes to the surface, and now there are gold thieves outside... maybe someone in the court will really propose to take the initiative to suppress this matter for the sake of the overall situation."

Both Mu Cheng and Li Yiru nodded, "Who can deliver this letter for us?"

"I do have a candidate." Bo Ling said softly.

"Who?"

"The eldest son of the current minister, Zhang Jingzhen." Bai Ling said softly.

Li Yiru's eyes widened in an instant, "...you know the eldest son of Cifu's family!?"

"Of course... I don't know each other anymore." Bo Ling folded his arms.

The expressions of Li Yiru and Mucheng were dull for a moment.

Bai Ling laughed, "But I know that he stayed in Jiangzhou with his wife after he got married a few years ago. Zhang Jingzhen and the current emperor are young and old friends. Even if this document cannot reach heaven, he can still pass the letter to Zhang Shouzhong Master Zhang."

Mu Cheng leaned against the tree, and said with a frown, "This kind of thankless work, would a second assistant really know how to do it?"

"I think he will," Bo Ling whispered, "...I believe he will."

Mu Cheng took a deep look at Bo Ling.

Li Yiru's originally weak face has now cheered up, "Doesn't that mean that what I wrote today may be presented to the imperial court?"

"uh-huh."

Li Yiru stretched out his hands to cover his chest, and his breathing gradually became short of breath—he seriously re-examined the wrinkled white paper in his hand.

"Wait...when I get to Jiangzhou, I will copy this letter carefully!" Li Yiru said in a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)