The best county magistrate

Chapter 164 Interview

In the middle of the night, the city gates of Shangjing City were suddenly closed, and tens of thousands of forbidden troops conducted a sweep of the inner and outer cities.

They paid special attention to Jiaofangsi and various brothels. As long as gambling houses and inns were suitable places to hide, the Imperial Guards did not spare any place.

The commotion lasted all night, and it didn't stop until Tatsuki.

In the Tianlu Hall, Emperor Jianwen sat on the dragon chair with a gloomy face. The officials looked at each other but did not dare to speak.

The first-rank officials all frowned, and the tiredness on their faces was particularly obvious. It was obvious that they had not slept well and were called into the palace overnight.

"The General of the Sixteenth Guard has arrived!"

The eunuch of Shangyi Bureau shouted outside the hall, and then a dozen armored generals stepped into Tianlu Hall with a murderous aura.

A general presented a memorial, and Taiwei Qin Qimao took it and said loudly: "Last night and this morning, 383 rebels were killed and more than 4,900 of their members were imprisoned."

"More than 10,000 weapons and armors were seized, and a total of 20,000 cash notes were seized."

"..."

After hearing the report, Emperor Jianwen relaxed his brows slightly, but his face remained gloomy, "Did you catch her?"

"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I am incompetent and failed to capture the thief. If I could have a few more days of grace..."

With a bang, Emperor Jianwen clapped the dragon chair, his eyes filled with anger, "How many more days? Today is New Year's Eve, and the New Year is approaching. Don't you plan to let the people have a good New Year?"

Then, he sighed and waved his hand, "Back off."

The civil and military officials below began to whisper among themselves. Although they now understood why the imperial army entered the city, the people Emperor Jianwen named to be arrested were not caught. It seemed that this year was not going to be peaceful.

After some discussions in the morning, the eunuch of Shangyi Bureau led several adults to the imperial study room to wait.

When they arrived, a young man wearing a seventh-grade official uniform was leisurely drinking tea and eating cakes in the imperial study.

Qin Qimao glanced lightly, said nothing, picked a chair and sat on it.

Sikong Lu Boyuan and Situ Wangran looked surprised, smiled at the young man, and each picked a chair and sat on it.

When Li Changliu and Liu Qingshan arrived, the young man stood up and saluted them, "Your Majesty, Yang Xuanchen, has met Mr. Liu and Mr. Li."

His move made the three big guys who arrived first displeased. They all frowned and their faces darkened.

When Liu Qingshan saw this, he naturally understood the reason. You brat, you dare to sit down with three big bosses, why don't you have any eyesight?

He and Li Changliu ignored Yang Xuanchen, but saluted the three big bosses, "I have met Mr. Qin, Mr. Lu, and Mr. Wang."

"We have been officials in the same dynasty for so many years, and you two are still so polite." Wang Ran smiled and then glanced at Yang Xuanchen.

"Which of you is this boy's student? Why don't you introduce him to the three of us?"

Liu Qingshan bowed his head again and said, "This son is Yang Xuanchen, the magistrate of Qingshui County who was the most popular child in Jianwen's tenth year."

As he said that, he grabbed Yang Xuanchen and said in a more serious tone: "Why don't you pay your respects to the three adults?"

Grandma’s bear, it turns out these three people are Taiwei, Sikong and Situ, I’ll kill them!

They look no different from ordinary people. Situ and Sikong look to be in their seventies, and Taiwei looks pretty tough.

However, when they met just now, I didn't stand up to salute, so they wouldn't worry about them and would turn around and put on my shoes.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but secretly become afraid. After all, the other party was the master of one person and more than ten thousand people. If he wanted to do something to him, it would only take a matter of minutes.

So he kept apologizing to the three of them, and kept flattering them.

"The three adults are the pillars of Great Yan. I pray for them every day and night."

"The three adults are like the bright stars, illuminating us confused junior officials and allowing us to find the way forward."

Speaking of this, Yang Xuanchen first bowed towards Qin Qimao.

"Master Qin, you are wise and mighty, and have accomplished great feats throughout your life. It's a pity that Marquis Wu was born thousands of years earlier and didn't have the chance to flatter you!"

Then he bowed again to Wang Ran who was beside Qin Qimao.

"Master Wang, I have long heard that your words are sharp, like a sharp sword. Every time my subordinates hear your teachings to the officials, they feel like they are being spurred, and they feel that they have benefited a lot."

If nothing else, he was going to flatter Lu Boyuan next. Unexpectedly, Lu Boyuan burst into laughter.

"Boy, please stop flattering me. I probably haven't learned as much as you have in this life."

This made Yang Xuanchen feel embarrassed. If he couldn't flatter him, how could he deal with it?

He glanced at Liu Qingshan beside him, and unexpectedly received his sharp eyes, which seemed to say: I'm asking you to be polite, but I'm not asking you to flatter me. This is so embarrassing.

Having no other choice, Yang Xuanchen had no choice but to retreat behind Liu Qingshan with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Anyway, in name, the master of the Hanlin Academy is his teacher, and the teacher is responsible for everything, and the students can just pretend to be stupid.

For the three bosses to be able to sit in the position of Sangong, they must each have extraordinary magnanimity. How can they be the same as a junior? Since they have said hello and flattered, this matter can be forgotten.

Not long after, Emperor Jianwen changed into regular clothes and came to the imperial study.

Everyone stood up and saluted. Everyone wished His Majesty the best, except Yang Xuanchen who shouted long live His Majesty.

Then several people looked at him with unanimous eyes.

Yang Xuanchen lowered his head, cursing in his heart that Te Niang's bullshit TV series killed me, and he didn't change his tune for a while.

On the contrary, Emperor Jianwen smiled slightly and did not care about these side details. He waved his hands and said with a smile: "Everyone, sit down."

As he spoke, he habitually picked a memorial and read it. When Yang Xuanchen's butt just touched the chair, Emperor Jianwen said again: "Yang Xuanchen, stand."

Damn it, can you finish the sentence in one breath?

Can't I just sit and talk?

Do you know that this chicken-feather palace boss is walking so hard that my legs are almost broken?

In desperation, he just said yes and stood there.

"Why are you standing there? Stand in the middle and let the adults have a good look." Emperor Jianwen said again.

I blanch! I am not a beautiful woman, and I have seen those three old men just now, and I still looked at them!

Although he thought this in his heart, Yang Xuanchen still stood in the middle of the imperial study room.

"I won't introduce you to him any more. If you want to test him, hurry up. When the grand master comes later, we will settle the matter today."

Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but look shocked when he heard this, "Qiaodou sack, what kind of test?"

What's settled?

Master Murong?

What's the matter with Taishi?

Countless questions filled his mind instantly.

He looked around and saw Liu Qingshan and Li Changliu stroking their beards with evil smiles on their faces. Qin Qimao and Wang Ran Lu Boyuan narrowed their eyes slightly and had an undetectable smile on their faces.

There was a thud, and Yang Xuanchen's heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat. Why did he feel like he was interviewing in his previous life.

Fortunately, there were no manhole covers in the Great Yan Dynasty, otherwise he would really not know how to answer why the manhole covers were round.

At this time, Wang Ran stood up, first saluted Emperor Jianwen, and then spoke.

"I heard that Mr. Xiao Yang has great literary talents and has the potential to be the first scribe in Great Yan. The thousand-word tablet in front of Jixia Academy only has your poems so far."

"I, Master Liu, and Master Li also want to leave their names on the thousand-word monument, but we often sit and discuss it, and we all feel that our poetry is not as good as yours."

At this moment, Yang Xuanchen learned to be humble, turned around and bowed his hand to Wang Ran, saying he didn't dare.

However, Wang Ran changed the topic and said with a smile: "If I were to test you on poetry and poetry, I'm afraid Your Majesty would accuse me of letting loose."

"You think this is good. How about I borrow His Majesty's memorial and have a duet with you today?"