Lord of the Desert

Chapter 251 Means
Seven days later, September eighteenth.

Martial arts academy, the admiral's study.

On the top of the main hall wall, a four-character plaque of "Tianji Hengduan" is hung obliquely.

The sandalwood incense on the table climbed over the exquisite wooden lattice, lingering around the fingertips of the owner of the study.

Like a static vortex.

"Wang Min is the only son of Wang Chengxuan, the commander of the Zhouji Department."

Jian Siyuan respectfully reports.

The Boat and Ji Department is a special yamen to manage commercial and water transportation.

Needless to say, commercial transportation, water transportation refers to public grain transportation—Liangzhou has a large population, and Shengzhou has a wide range of grain, so the imperial court set up a water transportation system in Yaohe River to balance the availability of the whole.

"This case was made seven years ago. Wang Mincai was accused of raping and raping a fisher girl. The whereabouts of the victim are unknown."

"At that time, the sentence was based on insufficient evidence and a false accusation."

"But now after seven years, all the witnesses and physical evidence have been found..."

Jian Siyuan was half-spoken, but was interrupted by the person behind the table.

"No need to say any more."

The speaker is tall and tall, wearing a bamboo hairpin in a high bun, has a thick black beard under his chin, and his eyes are deeply focused.

It was Xu Guinian, the third-rank admiral of Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy.

"Although I don't go out for two months, my ears are still sharp, and I know everything big and small."

"Jin Ziming has been tossing about at the boat office for almost four months, and the governor's order was issued three times, but he was all pushed back."

"Now he wants to transfer Wang Chengxuan to the new guard in the north of Shengzhou."

"The official position can be two levels higher, and the oil and water are probably [-]% less. Would you go instead?"

Jian Siyuan didn't answer, just laughed.

"What's more, Wang Chengxuan is still Liu Xiu's personal."

Xu Guinian also laughed.

"The Zhouji Department has one Shu Ling, two Cheng, one Cao Zheng, three Fu, six Shi, one Jian Cao, two Cao Shi, and six Dian Shi."

"A total of 22 officials, 20 of them jointly wrote a letter to the governor's office, followed Liu Xiu's note and transferred to Shenjing. Jin Ziming was naturally in a hurry."

"When people are in a hurry, they must use means."

He stopped talking.

"The admiral means that this method is a bit inappropriate?"

Jian Siyuan tried to continue.

Xu Guinian shook his head.

"The dragon crossing the river, wanting to reshape the universe, is there more than one difficult word?"

He snapped his fingers.

The air trembled, and the condensed smoke collapsed.

"Jin Ziming was born in a humble family, and has been promoted all the way. Now he is the tutor of the prince. How can he be the generation of Yi Yu?"

Xu Guinian asked back.

"It is his skill to be able to grasp the handle of Zhu Yin's inspector and coerce his subordinates to do things."

"Yes."

Jian Siyuan nodded hurriedly.

"At noon today, the arresters from the city guard's mansion went to the city for the second time."

Seeing that his superior didn't talk to him, he had no choice but to continue to narrate the situation.

"Last time, it was Wang Min who ran away early. This time, he was indeed blocked in the White Mansion, but the policemen didn't go in..."

Xu Guinian laughed out loud.

"So things are not coming our way?"

"Wang Mincai is bullying men and women, but his mother is in a state of confusion. If the police can't take it down, please Tiqi, is it reasonable?!"

He supported the table with his elbows, and the sandalwood smoke under his palms followed up, wrapping around his fingertips unyieldingly.

"Admiral, do you want to do this?"

Jian Siyuan pondered for a while, but finally couldn't figure out what the superior meant, so he asked for instructions.

"There's nothing wrong with the regulations, but according to Chasi's tone, it's urgent..."

His voice is getting smaller and smaller.

"It's too big a matter to return to the public, and it offends too many people. The budget of our Martial Arts Institute is allocated by Shenjing. There is no benefit to participating in this matter, and it will only cause a commotion."

Xu Guinian replied.

"Then don't do it?"

Jian Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is still a way under the regulations. I just pick out some old things and send out the team..."

"No, it's too obvious."

Xu Guinian shook his head.

"Although this matter is small, the potential behind it is huge; if you can hide for a while, you can't hide forever."

"Being so afraid of things, wouldn't it make the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy a laughing stock—when Jin Ziming sued Shenjing with a note, I would be hanged by the mountain chief."

"What does the admiral mean?"

Jian Siyuan was completely out of ideas.

"It has to be done."

Xu Guinian said flatly.

"And it must be done at one time, without procrastination, let alone extravagance."

"The key is to 'discuss the matter as it stands'."

He leaned his head back against the chair and tapped the table with his knuckles.

Jian Siyuan understood this time.

"The fifth team is not in Xijing."

"The third team was originally the most suitable team, but Shi Yuanwei left at the beginning of the month, and now Du Boyi is the captain..."

"No, it's too weak."

Xu Guinian denied it.

"The fourth team, Ye Xinghuo, has no problem."

Jian Siyuan said again.

"It's just that he is relatively close to the high schools in Xijing, and he has a particularly good relationship with the Lin family."

Xu Guinian waved his hands again and again.

"The sixth team..."

Jian Siyuan was a little embarrassed.

"Uh, Dui is marrying the daughter of the Jiang family's concubine."

"The lower officials of the first team think it's okay, Lu Yunshi and the other side have always been in the same situation..."

Xu Guinian laughed.

"I'm afraid of water and fire!"

"Xiao Lu's temper has not yet been tempered; he is carrying the shell of the general of the country and refuses to let it go. There will be troubles if he goes."

"So, there is only the second team."

He exhaled and looked at his subordinates.

"I remember they went back to catch Huanran Peak, and they were run away?"

"There is such a thing."

Jian Siyuan squeezed out a smile.

"The experience of the second team is poor, but the manpower was not enough at that time."

"Hong Fan, who was newly appointed in April, has a strong fighting force and a steady personality. Although he is young, his experience in handling affairs is comparable to that of Shi Yuanwei."

Xu Guinian finally nodded.

"I know him."

"Star Master of the Sand World, the kid who will be my boss at this year's Flower Appreciation Festival..."

"It's them, you arrange it."

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The second day, September nineteenth.

Mingyue Building.

In the luxury suite, Liu Xingxian was sitting on the head in a brand-new white dress, with a beautiful singer beside him.

"In the past few months, it's been a long time since I met Min Caiyou outside."

He smiled at the same table and raised his glass casually.

"It's not because of the wind and rain caused by that Jin!"

Wang Mincai complained.

"A trifle from so many years ago, I can't stop biting!"

He got up to reach out, clinking glasses carefully.

"However, if you can get the young master to remind you, the hardships of the past few months are not a loss..."

Before the flattery was over, there were three well-behaved knocks on the door outside.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open.

Standing outside were four servants in black.

The sound of silk and bamboo slowed down slightly.

"It's these black skins again."

A contemptuous voice sounded during the banquet.

The leader of the government messenger swallowed his saliva, and as soon as he took a step in, he was stumbled.

But a chopstick stuck under his feet at some point.

There was a roar of laughter, interspersed with insulting words.

"A good feast, spoiled by a few mice!"

However, the Fucha is just Weiwei, and dare not say more.

Pulling out the silver chopsticks, Catcher wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took out the official document from his waist.

"My humble Xijing city guard should be arrested (to arrest the head), and I have been ordered to lead people to commit crimes against the king..."

I dare not straighten my waist, and my voice trembles.

But before he finished speaking, another teacup hit him on the forehead.

The catcher turned over a few somersaults, and sprinkled a few drops of redder blood on the bright red carpet.

"If you want someone to get your city to come over, cats and dogs dare to enter my door?!"

Liu Xingxian gave a low drink.

With a burst of energy, it turned into two invisible arms and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)