The king behind the empress

Chapter 155
Looking at the person who spoke, Mo Zizai was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the five people he left behind would give him so many surprises. They are so talented.

"Who are you?"

"Go back to your lord, Song Hui, a grassroots man."

Song Hui cupped his hands and saluted and said: "Caomin is doing some business in the capital, so they know more people. If they can use the prince's influence, I think the capital can be stabilized as much as possible."

After saying this, Song Hui looked at Mo Zizai with some trepidation in his heart, because apart from wanting to stabilize the capital, he actually had some selfish motives.

Just now he saw that Mo Zizai had generously promised Shen Qisheng the position of servant of the household department, so he couldn't help being a little moved.

Of course, he didn't dare to expect extravagantly for a servant or something, but it is good to be able to give an official position casually, even if it is a false one, and it is enough for the old Song family who has been in business for generations to glorify their ancestors.

So, when he heard just now, he couldn't help jumping out and volunteering.

"Song Hui?"

Mo Zizai looked at the thin and shrewd Song Hui in front of him, and nodded slightly. He knew this person because his occupation was different, so when Mo Zizai was looking at his information, Very impressed with his profile.

Song Hui is a broker (qian). The so-called broker is an intermediary businessman. What he does is to find sellers for buyers and buyers for sellers. In terms of Mo Zizai's previous career, this is an intermediary.

It's just that Song Hui's broker is different. His broker business is relatively large. Nearly half of the brokers in the entire capital are under his control.

So he said that he knows more people, which is not wrong. Not only does he know more people, but he also eats both black and white. In addition to local snakes from all sides, even some small officials will give He's kind of skinny.

Of course, it is limited to small officials and officials, no matter how high officials are, he is not qualified to deal with them.

However, these people he knows can be used at this time, because maintaining stability, in addition to maintaining the top, is more important to maintain the bottom. As long as the bottom is not chaotic, the capital will not be chaotic.

So at this time, Song Hui was willing to take the initiative to ask Ying to solve this matter. In Mo Zizai's opinion, it was undoubtedly the best.

"Since Boss Song is willing to contribute, this king will naturally not refuse the door."

"As for your support..."

Mo Zizai pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "There is a Yuanwailang in the household department who is about to die. When he dies, the position of this Yuanwailang will be vacant. Then you can be this Yuanwailang."

"It's probably only these two days. You don't have to worry, plan your affairs first, and there will be no delay."

"Yuan...Yuanwailang?"

The surprise came too fast, and Song Hui was stunned. Yuanwailang is not a small official. From the fifth rank, he is the same rank as Zhizhou, the highest official in some places. This official position is already quite high.

And the most important thing is that the position of Yuanwailang is an official with real power. Apart from the Shangshu and the left and right servants in the household department, people like Yuanwailang are responsible for specific affairs.

Yuanwailang is in charge of the treasury treasury cashier and the market transactions in the capital.

It can be said bluntly that most of the businessmen in the capital are under Yuan Wai Lang's jurisdiction, including Shen Qisheng and Song Hui.

Now that he heard about the switch of offense and defense, and that he would have a day as a Yuanwailang, Song Hui felt a little bit hard on himself.

It's just that after the excitement, Song Hui suddenly remembered another key word in Mo Zizai's words. The current Yuanwailang will die in two days?
What does it mean to die in two days?Could it be that Mo Zizai still works part-time as a fortune teller?

Even part-time fortune-telling can't be so amazing, it can accurately calculate the day when someone will die, isn't this too exaggerated?
So Song Hui asked with some puzzlement: "My lord, I saw the priest yesterday. I think he is in good health, and he doesn't seem to have any hidden illnesses."

"Hidden disease? Who said he has a hidden disease?"

After Mo Zizai was startled for a moment, he couldn't help laughing out loud when he understood, "If you want some hidden disease, I just have to kill him in two days."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zizai pondered for a moment, and said, "Forget it, don't wait two days, let's do it today."

"Chen Ying, go and lead someone to arrest the priest, and say that he has arranged for the Yuzhisi to assassinate the king and kill him, and send his whole family to prison."

"Yes, my lord."

After Chen Ying replied, he immediately took people out.

Mo Zizai turned his head and looked at Song Hui who was stupefied, and said, "It's fine now. From tomorrow onwards, you will be Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Household Affairs."

"..."

"Co-author, it's the one who dies in two days..."

Song Hui subconsciously swallowed his saliva when his ex was taken down so easily, and the whole family was imprisoned. He looked at Chen Yingyuan's back, and then at the smiling Mo Zizai in front of him. He suddenly felt that Well, it might not be a good choice to be an official at this juncture.

But the matter has come to this point, there is no room for him to refuse, so he can only bow and salute: "Song Hui, thank you, my lord."

"You don't need to thank me, just do your best."

Mo Zizai patted Song Hui on the shoulder, imitating those leaders in his previous life when he just graduated, encouraging him: "I know that you have never been an official, but don't worry, it's not difficult to be an official, just study hard."

"Oh, right."

Mo Zizai suddenly thought of another thing, and told Song Hui, "Don't worry when you go to the household department. You are my king's man, so don't bother with any officialdom."

"Just do whatever you want to do. With this king as your backing, as long as you work hard, whoever dares not give you face, this king will make anyone lose face."

"understand?"

"Understood...understood."

Song Hui wiped off his sweat. He had always made friends with people and friendly people. At this moment, he suddenly felt that in his future official career, he probably wouldn't have a harmonious relationship with his colleagues.

But it doesn't matter, what colleagues do you need to be an official, if you can continue to climb up, let alone the relationship between colleagues is not harmonious, even if you want to kill a few colleagues, he will not be soft.

Song Hui acted resolutely, and after agreeing to it, he left and went to work, while Shen Qisheng and Pang Sihai were left behind to chat about going to the grassland.

On this trip, Shen Qisheng went to negotiate first, and if the negotiation was successful, he would bring the armor to the grassland to trade, while Pang Sihai went with Shen Qisheng, besides being a guide, he was also responsible for protecting Shen Qisheng.

In order to increase the success rate of the negotiation, Mo Zizai also approved an additional [-] ten-stone hard bows, which can be regarded as extra weight. He hoped that Shen Qisheng could try his best to negotiate this matter.

Not long after they all left, Yang Yanzhang and his guard Lu Song walked in quietly through the gate.

(End of this chapter)