Chapter 273 Exhausted

Fang Ke hurried and finally arrived in the capital at noon.

After entering the city, he hadn't even seen the gate of the Northern Pacification Office, but he heard no less than ten versions of rumors from the buzzing discussions on the streets.

Some people are saying that Lu Tinggong Yang Erlang killed the 30,000 troops of the five guards of the government army with one sword!

Some people are saying that Lu Tinggong Yang Erlang broke into the Golden Palace at the court this morning and killed half of the court with one sword!

Some people are also saying that Lu Tinggong entered the court this morning and drew his sword to threaten the civil and military officials in the court to settle the grain price within half a month. If they can't settle the grain price, he will settle them...

Fang Ke was in a bad mood.

He only left half a day later than his master... In such a short time, his master overturned the court?

You big shots, he is staying at Lu Ting well, why do you have to play tricks with him?

Now it's over...

You guys are out of control and have lost your lives.

He has killed so many people, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to return to Luting to live his peaceful life.

Isn't this a lose-lose situation?

Fang Ke sighed and led his horse into the gate of the Northern Pacification Office. As a result, he could not find his master or his commander in the Northern Pacification Office. In the end, he learned that his master had never entered the gate of the Northern Pacification Office after entering the capital, and had been in the Western Factory.

...

Western Jishi Factory.

The floor had been washed clean, but there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Yang Ge and Nangong Feiying, who had changed into casual clothes, sat in the lobby of the government office, eating and chatting with a few light dishes.

"Later, seal all these files and store them in the warehouse..."

Yang Ge pointed at the pile of files in the hall with chopsticks, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his words and said, "Forget it, don't bother, send some people to return these files to the corresponding people door by door."

Nangong Feiying was stunned and wondered, "Please forgive my dullness. Even if we don't plan to continue investigating these dirty things, there is no reason to write it off like this, right? These people don't deserve it!"

"It's hard to say in the future."

Yang Ge shook his head slightly: "But it's really not good to continue investigating now. I just forced them to clean up the mess. If I continue to kill people, I'm afraid they will be forced to jump off the wall again... The issue of rising grain prices can't be delayed any longer!"

Nangong Feiying pondered for a few seconds, and said in a low voice with a look of enlightenment: "You mean... as long as they clean up this mess, the past will be written off?"

Yang Ge looked up at him and smiled, "You really don't know how to do it. Smart, this mess was created by them, and it is only natural for them to clean it up by themselves. Why should I write off all the dirty things they have done just because they have made up for some of their mistakes? Because they are so shameless? "

"Give them the files back to tell them that I know all the bad things they have done. If they don't do their job well, I can kill them at any time!"

Nangong Feiying suddenly realized, and gave him a thumbs up, and finally asked in a low voice: "Will you still clean them up after this? If you still want to clean them up, let's prepare early, so that people can't say that you kill innocent people without teaching them!"

Yang Ge lowered his eyelids, looked a little tired and shook his head slightly, saying: "If they can clean up this mess, I won't kill anyone anymore. The rest of the matter... Let the emperor deal with it. He must be given a chance to show his skills."

Maybe no one would believe it if he told others...

He actually doesn't like to see blood.

Especially the blood of his compatriots.

One man with a knife chasing 20,000 or 30,000 people, it sounds really cool and awesome.

But there are actually many things inside, he dare not think about it at all...

There is a poem: Poor bones by the Wuding River, they are still the people in the spring boudoir's dream.

Those palace soldiers last night were also someone's son, someone's husband, someone's father. There must be some of them who are not bad by nature, just following orders...

But Yang Ge had no choice. It was he who went to Beijing to find trouble with these corrupt officials, forcing those corrupt officials to jump over the wall and blatantly rebel.

He had to stop the 30,000 palace soldiers and not let them enter the city.

Last night he had tried his best to suppress his murderous intentions and did not really fight with the 30,000 palace soldiers...

But even so, at least 5,000 or 6,000 palace soldiers fell under his knife, and it is likely that they would not even have a complete corpse.

Even if he claims to have a clear conscience and is confident that he is doing the right thing, he still has to bear these heavy and confusing accounts!

Nangong Feiying saw the fatigue between his eyebrows, and the food in the bowl immediately lost its taste...

'This person can do anything, but he just doesn't want to be a good person...'

He sighed in his heart, but smiled and said: "Well, your majesty can take this opportunity to reshape the government!"

After a pause, he pretended to mention casually: "Oh, Second Master, Lao Zhou built a big house for you at the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan. You haven't seen it yet, right? Let me tell you, the house is very old and grand, not worse than those palaces in our capital. There are also several hot springs behind the house. Living there, you can make a pot of hot tea when you have nothing to do, admire the snow-capped mountains, look at the sea, and soak in the hot springs when you are tired... Isn't that more beautiful than the days of the gods?"

He was beaming with joy and dancing with his hands and feet, gesturing to Yang Ge what kind of paradise on earth it was.

Yang Ge glanced at the old man and sneered unhappily: "What's the matter, do you think I'm in the way and want to drive me away?"

"Look at what you are saying?"

Nangong Feiying naturally refused to admit it: "Isn't it just to make you see less of the filth in the world?"

He also understood the Second Master. He was very sure that although the Second Master looked exhausted and exhausted now, as if he would turn his head and give up and not care about anything, if he saw injustice again, he would still take care of it, no matter how difficult and tiring it was!

Good people should be rewarded!

"Japan is too far away, I won't go."

Yang Ge smiled and shook his head slowly, and said softly: "After this matter is over, I will go back to my hometown. I tell you, I am very good at farming now. If you receive fruits and dried goods from farmers in the future, they are sent by me."

Nangong Feiying smiled and nodded: "Then I look forward to your fruits and dried goods!"

"No problem!"

Yang Ge patted his chest: "Leave it to me."

At the right time, a high-pitched singing of ups and downs came from outside the gate of the yamen: "Your Majesty... Ouch!"

The singing of ups and downs turned into a cry of pain.

Zhao Hong's high and low scolding could still be vaguely heard.

Nangong Feiying quickly put down his chopsticks, stood up, straightened his robe, bowed his head and waited quietly.

Yang Ge slowly picked up the food and put it into his mouth. He turned his head and looked out the door. He saw Zhao Hong, who was wearing a round-necked moon-white brocade dress and a mutton-fat jade pendant hanging around his waist, striding into the hall accompanied by Tang Xiong.

Nangong Feiying raised his head and bowed: "Your servant Nangong Feiying, kowtow..."

Yang Ge narrowed his eyes, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong immediately waved his hands and shouted: "Okay, okay, why do we have so many formalities for our own family? Aren't you trying to seduce me?"

Yang Ge smiled and interrupted Nangong Feiying who was about to explain: "From what I heard, the emperor seems to be very dissatisfied with me... How about I stand up and kowtow to you?"

"Okay, okay..."

Zhao Hong waved his hands aggrievedly: "Don't shiver at me, I am the emperor, but I am also your waiter!"

Yang Ge looked at Tang Xiong in confusion: "You are so knowledgeable, who does this little thing look like? Zhongzong and Gaozong are not like him!"

Tang Xiong tried to keep a straight face, wanting to laugh but not really laughing, and answered seriously: "When Emperor Taizong was young, his temperament was also more... well, free and easy!"

In fact, he was silently complaining in his heart: 'Who does he look like, don't you know? ’

Zhao Hong looked at the two people who were discussing the emperors of past dynasties without paying attention to anyone else. He looked left and right. He couldn’t afford to offend any of them. His face became more and more aggrieved: "I am also an emperor. Can you two respect me a little? It is really rude to talk about the father to the son and the ancestors to the grandson!"

Tang Xiong said calmly: "I am a brother to Emperor Taizong. I dare to say so even in front of him!"

Yang Ge said expressionlessly: "Your father dare not talk to me like you in front of me!"

Zhao Hong:...

You are all living ancestors!

He sat down in the seat where Nangong Feiying had just sat angrily, glanced at the dishes on the table, and shouted: "Didn't the court pay you salaries for the West Factory? You use these things to entertain Lu Tinggong?"

Nangong Feiying stood aside with his head down, not daring to speak.

Yang Ge's eyes twitched, and he put the food back into the bowl.

He gently put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said to Tang Xiong with a pleasant face: "How about you go out for a walk and come back?"

Zhao Hong's face froze, and he tried to avoid danger: "No, there is no need..."

Tang Xiong almost laughed out loud, and waved his hand and said: "Then you two can chat slowly, and I will go out for a walk... Nangong, what are you still standing there for?"

Nangong Feiying was in a dilemma: "This, this..."

Tang Xiong stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders without saying anything, picked him up like an eagle grabbing a chick, and strode out of the government hall. When he went out, he kindly closed the door.

"Bang."

The door closed heavily.

Zhao Hong trembled all over.

Yang Ge rolled up his sleeves slowly with an expressionless face.

Zhao Hong's face turned pale, and he raised a hand in front of him tremblingly: "Hey, hey, let me make it clear first, you can't slap me in the face again. I am the emperor now, I have to save my dignity..." In the end, he gritted his teeth and waited for a while, but he didn't wait for the storm he imagined.

He lowered his arm slightly and took a peek, only to find that Yang Ge, who was opposite him, was eating food with a bowl in his hand: "Why are you here to show off when you are not in the palace to win people's hearts?"

Zhao Hong felt relieved, lowered his arm and said with a smile: "I just came here to see if you still need my cooperation..."

"Don't expect me to continue to help you."

Yang Ge replied expressionlessly: "I have done what I can do, and the rest depends on you."

Zhao Hong really didn't mean that, and shook his head repeatedly: "I know you have done enough. There are enough. If you continue to suppress it, the court's regulations will really collapse completely. I really came here just to see if there is anything else you can do that I can help you with. "

"You don't have to worry too much about the affairs of the court. You have pulled out the most stubborn nails in the court for me. The rest are half scared by you and the other half are easily defeated. If you have done this and I still can't control the government, then I don't need to be the emperor. I'd better abdicate as soon as possible!"

Yang Ge listened to his words, and his expression didn't change much, but his eyes were much more relaxed.

He was silent and focused on eating.

Zhao Hong also accompanied him quietly, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to push the side dishes in front of him to Yang Ge.

After a while, Yang Ge pointed at the files in the hall again with chopsticks and said, "I will ask Nangong Feiying to send people to return those files to the corresponding corrupt officials later. You can take a general look and have an idea in your mind. After this matter is settled, you can extend the time a little bit, replace and deal with these people little by little, move slowly and secretly, and don't give them the opportunity to gang up on you again!"

Zhao Hong nodded in response, stood up and strode to the hall.

Yang Ge put down the empty bowl, stretched out comfortably on the chair, and continued meaningfully: "I will stay in Beijing for half a month and will not go anywhere. If you want to do something, hurry up..."

Zhao Hong understood, but a little hesitation appeared on his face: "Please let me think about it."

Yang Ge turned his head to look at him and said softly: "I am not bragging to you. I just ask, if you miss this opportunity, where can you find someone like me who can control the situation to buy you this half month?"

Zhao Hong pursed his lips hard, nodded heavily and said: "I will arrange it as soon as possible. If there is any change, please take action again!"

Yang Ge turned his head and closed his eyes for a rest: "Think it over by yourself. If I go too much, they will be useless..."

Zhao Hong nodded: "I will try my best to solve the problem without bloodshed."

Yang Ge said "um" softly

Zhao Hong opened a file and took it in his hand, reading it and asking: "Nangong Feiying said in his report that you want to give those chieftains in the southwest a way out?"

"Hmm..."

Yang Ge closed his eyes and replied softly: "Feiying should have told you the reason. I will only say one more thing: 'How many lives and food are the court going to use in exchange for the transformation of the chieftains in the southwest? Giving them a way out will not only save the court's troops and food, but also give the northern border a few more manpower, and the southwest region will live a peaceful life one day earlier. It will kill three birds with one stone. Why not do it?'"

Zhao Hong frowned, pondered for a long time and replied: "You think it's beautiful, but those mountain kings may not necessarily follow your "

"Besides, these people are wolves that can never be tamed. We have already defeated them this time, but we still let them go. It's like letting a tiger go back to the mountains!"

Yang Ge: "You think the matter of changing the chieftains to officials is too simple and too easy. Don't think that the court is about to defeat those chieftains now, but if they are unwilling to cooperate, the court wants to completely change the chieftains to officials in the southwest. It will take 20 to 30 years to see results. Now the Tartars are invading the south again. If the court is trapped in the quagmire of the southwest at this time... The consequences are probably ten or a hundred times more serious than what you said about letting the tiger go back to the mountains!"

"In addition, since I have opened my mouth, I will fight to the end..."