Chapter 469 The Work Is Not Solid

Wang Xiangmeng was stunned when he heard the word "prison car". He really wasn't prepared for this.

In his mind, Uncle Lin was not a criminal, and the court had not formally convicted him so far. How could he be in a prison car?

Lin Tailai questioned: "Xiao Yushi, you can take the initiative to escort me back to Beijing, which shows that you have indeed made great progress.

But your work is still not solid enough. How could you not even prepare a prison car? "

"Even if you're just pretending, there's no need to work so hard, right?" Wang Xiangmeng couldn't help but say.

Lin Tailai reprimanded: "Have you ever heard a saying, details determine success or failure! Have you ever heard a story, a horseshoe leads to the destruction of a country!

If there is no prison car that matches my status and treatment, I would rather not leave! "

In front of Uncle Lin, he changed from the nine-year Dzogchen Yushi to the Xiaowang Yushi. Wang Xiangmeng was numb.

Also, what is a prison car that matches “status treatment”?

Xiao Wang Yushi is even a little aggrieved. He has worked so hard to cooperate, why do you still have to find fault with me, Uncle Lin? Moreover, he criticized his work in front of others for not being solid enough!

Commander Zhang tried to smooth things over by saying, "There is also a prison van in the fort, so feel free to use it, Censor Wang."

Lin Tailai stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Do you think I am worthy of sitting in any prison car?

I, Lin Jiuyuan, only ride in the prison cars sent by the Yamen of the third and higher grades to caress, press, or correct. "

Wang Xiangmeng asked helplessly: "Uncle, if you have something to say, just say it directly and stop beating around the bush."

Lin Tailai prompted: "Who is the biggest villain in Xuanfu Township nowadays?"

"Isn't that you?" Wang Xiangmeng blurted out subconsciously, and immediately received a death stare from Uncle Lin.

Commander Zhang had to come out to smooth things over again and said: "Perhaps the Number One Scholar refers to Cui Xunjian? It was Cui Xunjian who was the first to impeach the Number One Scholar to the court."

So Lin Tailai said: "Yes! Xiao Wang Yushi quickly sent a message to Cui Xunjing and asked him to arrange a prison car to escort me!

If he doesn't have a prison car on hand, ask him to call the Bureau of Punishment stationed in Xuanfu, and I can get on the car at Xuanfu Town.

Only Inspector Cui’s prison car is worthy of letting me sit in it! "

Censor Xiao Wang suddenly realized that his uncle's intention was to continue to trick Cui Xunjian?

Then he urged: "Okay! Okay! Go to the Criminal Department of Xuanfu Town and then take the prison car. Now, my uncle, can you get on your way?"

Lin Tailai asked back: "I have no problem getting on the road, but I doubt that you have really made all the preparations?"

Xiao Wang Yushi said without knowing why: "Besides the prison car, what else should be prepared?"

Lin Tailai sighed, "For example, late spring is about to pass, and it's time to publish a collection of poems. Have you contacted the Capital Bookstore in advance to be ready to publish a collection of poems for me at any time?

As a poet of his generation, he left Beijing in high spirits, only to come back in a prison car. Such a life gap was a great opportunity to publish his works to build momentum. "

Wang Xiangmeng: ""

"For another example, have you sent a notice to my friends and arranged for them to greet me in the prison car at the two nodes of Juyongguan and Deshengmen?

On the one hand, this is to build momentum, and at the same time, it can also take the opportunity to sing and publish works. On the other hand, it can also identify the purity of friendship. "

Wang Xiangmeng: ""

"For another example, have you arranged the joint trial procedures of the Three Law Divisions in advance to ensure that I will be seamlessly connected and directly tried when I arrive in the capital?

You also know the efficiency of the imperial court. If the trial process takes ten and a half days, then the news that is beneficial to me has already been spread, so how can I still fish? "

Xiao Wang Yushi's mentality is about to collapse. No wonder he has not been fully recognized by his uncle even though he has worked so hard.

It's not that my uncle is too picky, but that my work is really not solid!

Finally, Lin Tailai gave instructions: "Send a message to your governor brother and ask him to send people to the capital as soon as possible and ask the chief situ to take action to remedy the shortcomings of the work!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Tailai stood up and left, leaving the small Zhangjiakou Fort and going to a place with a bigger stage.

Zhangjiakou Fort has two gates in the east and south. Lin Tailai walked out of the south gate, Cheng'en Gate, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Commander Zhang:

"Now that the horse market is booming, will there be many mainland merchants visiting Zhangjiakou Fort every year?"

Commander Zhang replied: "Of course it is. Otherwise, if Beilu gets the silver reward, where can he go shopping?"

So Lin Tailai stretched out his hand and shouted: "Here comes the pen!"

Immediately, sixteen big characters were written on the edge of Cheng'en Gate - It's a shame that the country's roots still exist! Sorry, my nine yuan, what is the use of it?

Although Commander Zhang is literate, his cultural level is not high. He can only understand half of what he is reading. He only feels that his temperament is quite sad and angry.

After Lin Tailai admired it for himself, he asked again: "How long can these sixteen characters be preserved in the city gate?"

Commander Zhang was instantly blessed and responded with extraordinary performance: "I will arrange for the craftsmen to carve the words on it right away!

As long as the city wall remains, the words will remain! It has been passed down to the eighty generations, until the bricks of the city turn into rubble, and until the rubble grows moss! "

Lin Tailai: ""

Is this a Japanese-style statement?

Seeing that Lin Tailai was silent, Commander Zhang tried again: "Maybe we can carve a monument?"

After Lin Tai came to his senses, he responded: "Let's just carve a monument. Commander Hei is old and is not far from retirement.

I think you are a good person. Next year you can go to the governor's office and become a lieutenant general. "

Commander Zhang was overjoyed and ecstatic. This was not just a matter of changing to a better position.

Nowadays, in principle, the governor of a border town has to serve for a long time. It is possible for Governor Wang to work for ten or eight years. If he becomes an officer, his position in the industry will be secured before retirement.

The two guardian Zhang brothers couldn't help but feel in a trance, recalling that a few years ago, they had to personally hold an iron whip to guard the words on the wall while sitting in the library.

But now, things are really different.

When the horse left Zhangjiakou Fort, Lin Tailai felt something in his heart and glanced to the north.

His instinct told him that someone was seeing him off on the other side of the wall.

Sanniangzi stood on horseback outside the side walls of the East and West Taiping Mountain passes. She looked at the towers on the side walls and was unwilling to leave for a long time.

Butashri beside him asked a little jealously: "Does mother believe in him that much?"

Sanniangzi replied: "Because he is a great wise man who has seen across the long river of history, and what he said is indeed correct."

Butashri, who was only 16 or 17 years old, had a hard time understanding this, "What on earth did he say?"

Sanniangzi said: "For example, he told me to think about how the Liao Kingdom was destroyed by the Jurchens in history, and how the Jurchens' Jin Kingdom was destroyed by our ancestors.

After the peace negotiation, our right-wing will and strength to fight will definitely decline, and we may become the next Liao and Jin countries.

If I hadn't made preparations in advance, my descendants would have no choice but to herd sheep and horses for others. "

Butashri couldn't understand it at all, but he felt that it would be fine if his mother could understand it.

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