The court is extremely quiet these days, and everyone is silently bowing their heads to do their own things, not even daring to do their best.

The day before yesterday, the first thing he did after he came back was to name one by one. The person named was pale before entering the cabinet, and his expression was indifferent when he left the cabinet.

Everyone kept silent about what Ding Xiang talked to them, but everyone had a tacit understanding of what he asked.

Of course they knew that the person who was called to talk was basically nailed to the damn Song Beiyun's little black book. Although he had never shown up, the ministers in the court always had the feeling of being stared at by a pair of eyes, which made them creepy.

And this is why they are quiet these days. They dare not and cannot cause any more troubles, because if there is really a stir now, a confession can lead them to the eighteen levels of hell.

It can be said that everyone is in danger in the court, walking on thin ice, even the one who was originally the most free has now stopped.

The matter did not cause much storm, but only a group of deputy positions and agents were dealt with. The charges were not too serious. Most of them were dereliction of duty, and in the end they were either dismissed or demoted in another place.

But the big guys at all levels are very clear in their hearts. This is the warning given by the top level. If anyone treats this as a favor, then there will be free blood steamed buns for people to dip in the treatment of illness next time.

So both the new and old school people stopped all of a sudden, while Zhao Xiang looked up from a large number of historical books and looked at his subordinates who came to plead with mercy.

"You have been with me for more than ten years, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing. If you don't follow the law, you will die, Zhongpu."

The person who mentioned the name by him knelt in front of Zhao Xiang with a thud: "Please beg the Prime Minister to be kind... I will say a few good words to Ding Xiang."

"A few good words? How do you ask me to open this for you? Ding Xiang hasn't found you yet, he is concerned about my face. It's okay if I don't open my mouth. If I open my mouth, you will die." Zhao Xiang shook his head and said, "Even if Ding Xiang spares you, Song Beiyun will definitely not be able to spare you. As the Minister of Personnel, he has been involved in corruption with his subordinates. It's a very unforgivable thing!"

At this moment, Zhongpu was crying and swearing repeatedly that he would reform himself. As long as he could save his life, he would never enter the officialdom again.

"I know your nature and you are really forced to do so. But the state has national laws, and now it is pointed at the Ministry of Personnel. What can you do?" Zhao Xiang sighed and said, "But for your many years under my command, I will show you a way."

"Zhongpu obeys the prime minister's placement..."

Zhao Xiang leaned on the wheelchair and sighed: "This time the connection is very wide, and it is impossible to calm down if a group of court officials is punished. But at this time the court is at the time of employing people, and you usually have nothing to criticize. This one is not a matter of death. However, the person in charge of this matter is Ding Xiang, but there are other people who decide to take you and others. You might as well come to me and cry here, and admit it calmly, and then confess all the people you know."

"Ah... this... prime minister, isn't this taking the students' lives? Those first- and second-rank seniors, students... students can't afford to offend them."

Zhao Xiang chuckled, shook his wheelchair and came to the window to look outside: "There is no other way. If I guessed correctly, if I protect you, I will have the responsibility of being a constable person. Then Song Beiyun has always been cruel in his way. Whoever stops him from reforming will be the enemy, and I am no exception."

"He...how dares he?"

"Do you want to have a gamble?" Zhao Xiang smiled and said, "Do you dare?"

Dare? Damn it, if I really had such a kindness, I wouldn't cry in front of my old superior today. Now Zhao Xiang gave him the way, and he also knew in his heart that there was no way out except to take the initiative to confess.

But he was still afraid, because as long as he fell into it, a group of nobles and officials in the court would be implicated, and whether his life would be kept will be a big question.

How could he not know the cruelty of political struggle? Sometimes a word and a look are enough to kill people.

On the other end of Ding Xiang, he summoned some of the main personnel, but he knew that there was still a giant crocodile sinking below that failed to surface.

These giant crocodiles have extremely great energy, and they can often shake the foundation of the country, royal family, top nobles, and important officials in the court. None of them can be moved by him.

But if he cannot move, it does not mean that no one can move.

"What should I do now?"

Several nobles gathered together and were discussing countermeasures in a hidden place. They were now feeling like they were in pins and needles because Ding Xiang had asked many people to interview, and they didn't know who would shake off their top-level group.

So now they all seem particularly panicked.

"The court is simply too bullying. We no longer participate in the government affairs, so why do we still have to force each other? The glory and wealth we agreed to have when we fought the country, but now we have to use this trick!"

The Korean man slapped the table heavily, his anger visible to the naked eye.

"What can you do if you slap the table at our brothers? Let's see what to do with that end now."

The other end they were talking about was the idle Taifu and Taishi in the court. Although they did not have real power in the court and were not the same as Ding Xiang and Yanshu who are in power now, they had many followers and the entire court had their eyes and ears. Compared with military generals and nobles, they could get more information.

But this time the generals obviously overestimated these famous ministers, because after Ding Xiang talked, they began to run around like headless flies. Although they kept asking people to ask what Ding Xiang had talked to them, the problem was that even if those people told the truth, they did not believe it, because those disciples and grandchildren all had the same caliber, "Ding Xiang did not say anything."

Can this be believed?

So the court was calm on the surface, but there was a lot of undercurrents in private. Many forces were secretly catching the insider, wanting to know who would betray him.

"You are here to find me? You are here to find Ding Xiang, see if Ding Xiang gives you a chance to be a good person."

Song Beiyun walked back and forth in front of the hall with his sleeves, and lost his temper at the Minister of Personnel: "Zhongpu, Zhongpu, we are fellow villagers. When I first arrived in the Imperial City Department, I also received your care. What do you want me to say about this matter now? Look at the confused things you did!"

Whatever the response or not is actually a cliché. Anyway, the only thing that the two people have to do is Luzhou. But at this time, even if the two ancestors had their brother-in-law five hundred years ago, they had to be uncovered, otherwise it would be really difficult to keep themselves alone.

"That's it." Song Beiyun sighed, "I know you can't help but the national law is unwilling tolerate you. Do you understand?"

"I understand... Gongming, you want to help me. Brother, I'm really desperate this time."

Song Beiyun rubbed his temples and sat on the chair: "Who are you going online? I don't need you to write a confession, just tell me, I'm ready."

Then Zhongpu could not refuse at this time. He said everything he could know. After hearing the names of these people, Song Beiyun was shocked.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Gongming, it's time for this, how dare I mess up?" Zhongpu supported his hands on his knees, and tears flowed out in a daze: "I have old people and young people, my mother is in her 80s, but my children are not yet adults. Gongming, I don't want to die."

Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Brother Zhongpu, you will go back first, just pretend that you have never been to me. I will arrange the rest of the matter."

"Then...then I will rely on you all for Gongming."

After seeing off the crying minister, Song Beiyun's expression gradually changed from seriousness to smiling faces, and then he even laughed loudly.

"Smile."

Zuo Rou walked out from behind: "When will I go back to Chang'an? I can't wait to deal with the bullshit Northern Hai Army."

Song Beiyun glanced at her, looked at her bulging belly and the milk skin she was holding as a snack in her hands, and pondered for a moment: "At least, you have to wait for the child to grow older, otherwise can you afford to eat and bear it in these two thousand miles? Don't have anything happened halfway."

"There are so many things." Zuo Rou turned back to the room with her belly shy.

After dinner, Song Beiyun handed a letter to the guard at the door: "Go, hand the letter to the Duke of Wei and invite him to come and have a sigh."

After the reform of the Song Dynasty, the official positions in the Song Dynasty were actually a bit messy now. There is nothing to say about first-class dukes like Dingguo Duke. They are the princes. However, because the official reform needs to appease a group of people, many of the original low-level nobles now refer to the princes. In other words, it is to make them quit military power, Zhao Xing used the same routine as his grandfather.

But the problem is here. Under the influence of the old military system, the influence of these people is there. Even if they have no military power on the surface, they still have a great impact on the military and political affairs in various places.

This can be said to be a big mistake in reform, and these people naturally became the biggest obstacle to military reform.

After receiving the letter, Duke Wei maintained his arrogance in the army, tore up Song Beiyun's letter on the spot, and said, "If you want to come, Song Beiyun will come in person, and he is worthy of me to see him?"

Just the night he tore up his letter, he was suddenly arrested secretly by the Imperial City Department who broke into it, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Then the second death letter was passed to Duke Guo on the morning after the Korean Duke disappeared. He did not know about Duke Han at this moment, so he naturally also dealt with the letter.

But when he was drinking with his friends in Baohelou at noon, he just went to the toilet and never showed up again.

At this moment, the nobles realized that the problem was a bit big. They didn't know why these two princes disappeared, but they knew why these two men disappeared. They also knew who made them disappear.

Launch a mutiny? The military power of the entire imperial city is in the hands of King Fu. The people of the Northern Navy have become middle-level officers in the military camp. Now they can't even do anything if they want mutiny.

Force the palace? The emperor is not there, and there is only one queen in the entire imperial city. The queen is still the daughter of an important minister and noble. She is considered her own family. You can't arrest her, right? It's useless and offended the Sichuan and Chongqing warlords.

What's more, the guards of the imperial city were personally in charge of Song Beiyun. Can the guards and guards of their families confront the 1,500-step man armor that was permanently stationed in the imperial city and the Vulcan camp?

Just in the evening, a letter was suddenly passed to Duke Zhao. After receiving the letter, Duke Zhao felt that his breathing was not smooth.

He secretly handed the letter to the Korean Public, and the content on the letter was very simple, it was just an invitation to the mansion to discuss it.

"Song Beiyun!"

The Korean man held the letter tightly and looked at his old friend around him: "This Song Beiyun is really arrogant!"

"Brother, what should I do now? Should I go or not?"

The Korean Duke pursed his lips and couldn't give an answer for a while. He just turned around a few times: "Go and ask to see Prince Fu. The prince will definitely make the decision for us! I'm so arrogant when I arrest the Duke without permission!"

The two gathered several more people and went directly to meet King Fu, regardless of whether Prince Fu saw him or not. They meant that as long as Prince Fu didn't see them for a day, they would not leave at the door for a day.

The King of Fu naturally wanted to see them, and after they met King of Fu, they began to complain, talking about their friendship back then, talking about their past life and death, and burst into tears.

But as they were talking, the topic began to deviate in another direction. The more they talked, they became more angry, and finally they simply accused Song Beiyun of his crimes.

"How can he do this...how can he do this! They are all dignified dukes, who are heroes who have been born and died for the Song Dynasty. How can he treat this way? Isn't this looking down on us soldiers, and you are looking down on the prince?"

King Fu sat upright on it, and naturally felt that Song Beiyun was a little too much. It was really embarrassing to do things like this. King Fu was also from the army, and when he was accused like this, he naturally felt a little more angry.

"I understand, I will check it out tomorrow."

And here I also asked to find out what happened. That night, Duke Zhao was arrested secretly again, and he didn't say anything about giving face to King Fu.

When the next morning, when King Fu learned about this, he felt a thrill in his heart. He immediately put on his clothes and rushed towards Song Beiyun with a golden mace.

But when he was on the road, King Fu seemed to be ready. He knew that the boy could not wait and start to take action. This military reform would probably take advantage of this wave of east wind to achieve it overnight. The boy said more than once that no matter who blocked the road of reform, he would be regarded as an enemy.

King Fu was not afraid of him, but he didn't want to be furious with his apprentice and son-in-law because of this incident. He just looked back and thought that the delay in the military reform was indeed a bit long, but no matter what, he could not use such despicable means!

When he arrived, Song Beiyun seemed to have prepared a lot and even brewed tea for him. It was Biluochun, the favorite of King Fu.

"Do you still take this king seriously?" King Fu stepped forward and didn't drink tea at all, but just questioned.

"Prince." Song Beiyun replied with a smile: "Have you ever read the report from the Censorate?"

"Look, how?"

"Oh, what's the prince's intention?"

King Fu was speechless when he was speechless. From tax collectors in one place to dukes in the court, they were all making money. Is this reform considered a reform?

"Yes." Song Beiyun picked up the purple clay pot and sipped: "On the surface, it is true that he no longer directly misappropriates corruption like before, but he has accumulated a lot of money. Is the reform really successful? Isn't it just a joke if you don't break your thoughts from the root? This knife must be cut, the prince."
Chapter completed!