Chapter 93 Mass Arrest! How can the all-out Lihuatang establish a foothold in the imperial office known as the "Hall of Yama"?
Zhao Duan killed the monkey to scare the chicken, stepped on the royal family members, and initially established his authority in Lihuatang.
But this wave of residual power was obviously not enough to awe the other eight detectives.
Especially the ones at the top of the list, they didn't give any face at all.
Even in a more euphemistic way, the attitude conveyed is actually the same word:
roll.
How could he spit out what he had swallowed just by Zhao Duan's words?
"Sir, please don't be impulsive!"
When the four of them heard what Zhao Duan said with a smile, they felt chills running down their spines. The new secretary Qian Kerou said hurriedly with her heart raised.
I was afraid that my boss would be impulsive and go to eight halls with a knife to kill people.
This is very similar to what Zhao Duan can do.
Zhao Duan glanced at the female secretary and said helplessly:
"Do I look like that kind of reckless person?"
The four of them said nothing, but the word "like" was written in their eyes.
Zhao Duan sighed. People in the world had misunderstood him too much. He thought for a moment and suddenly asked:
"Did the various detectives meet at a gathering yesterday?"
Yesterday, Mochou stood up for him and made it clear that behind him was the Empress.
According to common sense, the eight ministers have their own interests. Even if they don't want to in their hearts, in order to avoid offending others, it is still worthwhile to cut some meat and feed it to him.
The first few halls had the confidence to refuse, but what about the last few?
No one is willing to be friends with him?
Today, there is such a tacit understanding and uniform refusal, which is unreasonable.
He suspected that the eight people were angry in private.
Qian Kerou shook his head: "Probably not. If we talk about gatherings, there is only the meeting convened by the Governor."
Zhao Duan raised his eyebrows: "I didn't participate in the discussion, but there should be a notice."
Qian Kerou thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a document from a pile of documents in his hand and said: "Yes, last night the Superintendent sent an official letter saying that this season's assessment has started, and all halls will The performance will be calculated at the end of the month, which will affect the allocation of funds.”
It's not that she forgot, but she habitually felt that this document was not important.
After all, this matter of assessment has nothing to do with Lihuatang...
Zhao Duan thought for a moment, then suddenly exhaled, with a look of realization on his face:
"I see."
The four of them looked at each other, what do you understand?
Zhao Duan couldn't explain it.
Ma Yan launched the assessment at this juncture, which undoubtedly greatly accelerated the degree of involution in each hall.
The prosecutor who might have cut off the flesh and bled it for Zhao Duan would tighten his grip on the case in his hand and not let go in order to ensure his performance in the assessment.
This is the reason why the Eight Halls United Front sternly refused.
But why would Ma Yan do this? The chief eunuch must have known that Zhao Duan took charge of Lihuatang to help him solve his problems.
The two of them were supposed to be on the same side, so there was no reason to cheat him.
"So there is only one truth, and that is that senior brother Xianyang is assisting from the side. He knows very well that even if he doesn't push, the Eighth Hall will give me some soup at most, which will not help..."
"After promoting the evaluation, the eight halls were forced to refuse to isolate me. On the surface, I was cheated. But on the other hand, when Lihua Hall was collectively isolated and hostile, it would also force the internal unity to become more unified and generate centripetal force."
Zhao Duan worked in his previous life and summarized three experiences as follows.
Question: How to resolve internal conflicts?
Answer: Rapid growth
Q: How to cover up internal conflicts?
Answer: Solve the person who raised the problem. Question: How to transfer internal conflicts?
Answer: Build a powerful external enemy
“When the entire Lihuatang is rejected and isolated, then this group of Jinyi will turn their hostility towards me into hostility towards the outside world, thus treating me as one of their own. This can increase group cohesion extremely quickly.”
Zhao Duan praised that senior brother Xianyuan was a master at deflecting conflicts.
Of course, this method also has drawbacks. Once Zhao Duan loses this fight and is defeated, all his subordinates will be disappointed.
Loss of the possibility of establishing prestige.
But on the contrary, as long as he can win and break through the "sanctions" imposed by the Eight Halls, he will be truly admired by his subordinates.
It's easy to conquer a group of men, as long as you are awesome enough to convince them.
"Brother Cheap, do you really think highly of me? Aren't you worried that I won't be able to withstand the pressure, won't be able to turn the tables, and will fall apart?"
Zhao Duan murmured in his heart, but his eyes showed excitement.
"Sir, you'd better go see the Governor and ask him to take action to collect some cases from other courts." Qian Kerou suggested.
Hou Renmeng crossed his arms, curled his lips, and said:
"I thought that if they don't give us face, then you don't have to give them face. It's simple and straightforward to just knock on the door one by one."
Are you making trouble because you think death is not fast enough?
Chen Juan stopped him and said with a playful smile: "Sir, don't listen to him. I think that since there is an assessment this month, when the assessment is over, there will be a redistribution of tasks. We can just wait. ”
Old man Zheng, who was short in stature and had half-white hair, said nothing and pretended to be transparent.
Zhao Duan said expressionlessly: "I have made a decision."
These methods all worked, but he was not satisfied with any of them.
"Sir, do you want to..." The four of them were confused.
Zhao Duan suddenly smiled and said:
"There is a simpler way. In fact, we have no shortage of big cases, right?"
He said slowly: "For example... hunting down traitors."
Rebellious?
Everyone looked at each other, this was indeed a big case.
But the problem is that they have no clues at all.
Zhao Duan was too lazy to explain, but took out a small book with a red cover from his arms, threw it on the table, and said:
"Second the order, the entire Lihuatang team will be dispatched. I want you guys to capture everyone recorded between pages 5 to 18 of this book within one day and send them to prison to await review."
Qian Kerou picked it up doubtfully and opened it. The other three people stretched their necks to look at it, and then were stunned. I saw that the small book was densely filled with names, all over the big and small yamen of Dayu court.
The range mentioned by Zhao Duan are all officials below the fifth rank.
These were the names of the officials who had written to impeach him in the Zhuang Xiaocheng case.
Yes, Zhao Duan wrote down all the people who were clearly his enemies during this period in a small notebook.
A few of them have been crossed out, such as Lu Liang and Pei Kaizhi.
But more is still there.
It's a pity that his arrest authority can only sign warrants for the arrest of officials below the fifth rank.
If you are above the fifth rank, Ma Yan must personally sign the arrest warrant.
But despite this, the number of officials he requested to arrest also reached a terrifying fifty-eight.
"Sir...are you going to..."
Qian Kerou opened her mouth, her hand holding the small notebook trembling slightly.
Arresting fifty-eight officials in one go was a major event that could shock the entire court.
Crazy...absolutely crazy...
"Sir, please don't tell us that these fifty-eight people are related to rebelling against the party."
Shen Juan also stopped playing around and became serious in a rare manner.
Zhao Duan's expression was as usual and he said calmly: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Since I dare to order you to arrest people, I will naturally have support. As long as you do your job, if you have any trouble, I will be responsible for it."
Hou Ren suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at his boss for the first time.
Even with his madness, he was shocked by this boss's handwriting.
What followed was indescribable excitement.
As the thorn in the original Peony Hall, his knife had been hidden in Lihua Hall for so long that it was almost rusty.
Hearing this, his eyes flashed fiercely:
"Seriously, sir? What if those people resist arrest?"
Zhao Duan said calmly:
"That's your business. I only want people alive, and I won't take them back, so don't come back either."
Hou Renmeng laughed loudly, raised his hand and tore off five pages of paper, clasping his fists and saying: "I'll do this humble job now! I will live up to my destiny!"
After saying that, the dark and unruly man left with murderous intent.
"This..." Qian Kerou was stunned, but when she saw Shen Juan, who had always laid down on his back, clocked in on time, and never worked overtime, suddenly smiled, and gently tore off five pages of paper:
"My lord, you have a destiny. , How can a subordinate dare to disobey orders?"
With that said, he turned around and walked out of the hall, licking his lips gently with his tongue, revealing an edge of violence that he had never seen before.
Qian Kerou was stunned, and suddenly realized that she had never really understood Shen Juan.
"Ahem...I'm half-retired, old man, and I can't compare to young people."
Old man Zheng, who was pretending to be transparent, suddenly smiled.
Qian Kerou felt happy, thinking that finally there was a normal person.
The next second, old man Zheng, who used to only drink tea and read newspapers in the Yamen, and only like to play with wood carvings alone in his spare time, and had excellent carving skills, actually came forward.
He gently tore off three pages and smiled:
"But if you have such courage, Old Zheng, I can't let you down, can I?"
Qian Kerou's eyes were blank, and she watched Old Man Zheng walk out of the hall to summon his attendants, all wearing armor and armed with weapons.
She looked at the only piece of paper left, her expression changing.
Finally he gritted his teeth, tore it off, held it in his hand, and muttered:
"If you want to go crazy, let's go crazy together..."
Then without saying anything, he ran straight out.
Only in the lobby, Zhao Duan sat alone, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.
On the table in front of him was a small notebook with fourteen pages of names torn out.
The wind blew by, vaguely revealing the names of Li Yanfu and Zhuang Xiaocheng on the first two pages of the book.
…
…
On this day, people in the imperial office were surprised to see a strange scene.
In the past, the Lihuatang, which had been idle and quiet for many years, suddenly swarmed with a large number of official officials.
Each of the four Jinyi captains led a group of attendants, raised their swords and rode their horses, running out of the yamen with murderous intent and galloping in different directions of the capital.
On a certain street.
The Hou people rode fiercely on their horses, whipped their horses, and swaggered through the market.
The team led by Shen Juan was on the same road as him for the time being, and they rode together.
Lieping Erdai, who had dark circles under his eyes, suddenly spoke words into Hou Renmeng's ears with energy:
"Lao Hou, do you think the person named Zhao can withstand it? Will he just pat his ass and walk away, and we will take the blame?
Arresting fifty-eight officials in one breath, even though they are all low-ranking officials, but without an explanation, it would be fatal. "
Hou Ren fiercely grasped the handle of the knife and glanced at him: "If you are afraid, go back and give me the list you brought. I am not afraid. If anyone named Zhao dares to say it, I will do it. If he runs away, I'll kill him, the coward, and then commit suicide."
Shen Juan cursed and rode away, thinking that they were all a bunch of lunatics.
However, why not myself?
If you want to make a big fuss, then make a big fuss.
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Eight thousand words for today
(End of chapter)