A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Two days later, the largest smoke house in Yangzhou, the Firework Building, was seized by the newcomer Li Zhizhou, and all the people inside were taken into the prison, filling the prison of the Yangzhou Government Office.

After a busy night, it was not until the early morning that he finally calmed down.

Yeats didn't participate, but she didn't sleep soundly. She got up early in the morning and asked when she was washing, "Has your lord come back?"

Mingzhu replied: "Your Excellency has just come back."

After washing up, Yeats ran to look for Pei Jingning, and found him standing in the corridor, looking towards the east sun: "My lord..." walked to him gently, and stood with him to watch the sunrise.

In the eastern sky, as the stars fade away, the gray sky slowly changes color, from light gray to light yellow, and a gap is gradually squeezed out near the horizon. After a while, the gap becomes wider and wider. Longer, wider, and brighter at the same time, several rays of sunlight shot towards the sky, and suddenly a golden arc broke through the morning sun and rose slowly from the horizon.

The sun is coming out!
The roofs in the distance, the trees nearby, the streets, and the frost layer on them emit a cool and beautiful light under the sunlight.

"My lord—" Yeats asked softly, "Didn't you catch the person you wanted?"

He is tall, with a cold and white complexion, high eyebrows, deep eyes, and a high nose that rises from the root of the mountain. From the side, the outline is very clear and the curvature is perfect.
Slightly looking up at the sunrise, the sun falls on both sides of the bridge of the nose, the brows are sharp, sharp and cold, and there is a sense of alienation and indifference around the body, making it difficult for people to approach.

Hearing Yeats' question, he withdrew his gaze, and at the same time restrained his sense of distance, and the lines of his brow bones softened.

"Yeah." He said, "But the one surnamed Wang was caught, how many days are you going to starve him?"

Yeats said, "I will not give you food today, but only water. Starting tomorrow, you will have one meal a day. It will take about five days. My lord, will it affect your return to the capital?"

"No." Pei Jingning said, "Yangzhou's new magistrate has just taken office, and no one will hand over to him. It's just right for me to sit here."

Maybe!Yeats knew that a high-ranking official who could be personally appointed by the emperor would not be able to deal with it. What Pei Jingning said could only make her feel at ease.

The government office full of arrests was as noisy as the vegetable market, Yeats and others simply went to the teahouse outside to hide.Unexpectedly, my ears were full of news that the newly appointed magistrate charged fees to release people.

Teng Chong shook his head, "It's all the same."

Zhang Jin exclaimed: "My lord is still in the government office, how dare lord Li be so blatant?"

Qin Dachuan looked insensitive after seeing everything in the world.

Yeats frowned and thought for a while, then sighed, "Perhaps, it's the tacit approval of the superiors!"

"..." Several people looked at Yeats together, could it be Master Pei?

Yeats quickly waved his hands, "He is also working for the superior."

Oh, all of a sudden, it turned out that the above refers to who?
Yang Fuquan was the youngest and had no experience in the world. He asked puzzledly, "Then there is no difference between Li Zhizhou and Lu Zhizhou. What's the point of changing the official?"

Yeats smiled lightly, "Of course!"

On the other hand, it is the corrupt officials who are purged, and the pockets of those who are bulging. After five years on the throne, how can the treasury squandered by the late emperor be filled up quickly? I am afraid that this is the only way to do it.

But is this method a long-term solution?If the Great Wei Dynasty has been filling the treasury with corrupt officials to collect money, can it still develop?

Yeats smelled a rotten smell.