Comprehensive Wu Jianghu: I am Dali Temple Minister

"Who are you, dare to trespass on Dali Temple!!"

A slightly scruffy old man in a shabby black uniform with stubble on his chin came out of the main hall.

"Bold! This is the newly appointed Prime Minister of Dali Temple, Mr. Yang, you little official, hurry up and greet him!" The clerk of the Ministry of Officials saw someone assisting him, and immediately stepped forward, seizing the opportunity to curry favor with the superior.

"The Prime Minister of Dali Temple?" The old scribe, who was still in high spirits, slowly receded.

"Oh, another one who was demoted to Dali Temple." The old scribe seemed to lose interest, turned around and walked towards the lobby with his hands behind his back.

"you!!!"

The two scribes from the official department and the household department were about to scold again, but Yang Qingyuan raised his hand to stop them.

"You two, since I have arrived at Dali Temple, I won't bother you anymore."

Yang Qingyuan took out two ingots of silver from his sleeve, "This amount of silver can be regarded as the happy money for this official's appointment."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The two scribes thanked repeatedly.

There are not a few new officials who give clerks lots of happy money when they take office, but usually it means dozens of big money. While celebrating the joy of promotion, they also show their integrity. Really not many.

"Master Yang, you are young and promising, and you must have a bright future."

"Lord Yang, don't worry, the small official will prepare for the allocation of funds for Dali Temple this year."

"Then the two of us will leave."

The two scribes exchanged compliments, then saluted Yang Qingyuan, and then left.

Yang Qingyuan carefully observed the Dali Temple, which was once the highest political and legal institution in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although it has fallen, the ancient buildings have not been broken.

Dali Temple was built in the previous dynasty. The pre-Qin Dynasty had the most important laws and regulations, and the laws were strict. Dali Temple is also solemn and majestic.

Walking into the main hall of Dali Temple, compared with the dilapidated exterior, the main hall of Dali Temple looks neat and square, but the plaque above the main hall "hanging mirror high" is full of dust.

"My lord, you have offended some senior minister and have been relegated to Dali Temple!" Lao Xin was dressed in a black robe, although it was worn out, he was still dressed meticulously.While arranging the files on the desk, he asked casually.

Yang Qingyuan slowly took out his official certificate and put it in front of Lao Xin's case.

Dali Temple Chancellor Yang Qingyuan?Also a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy? !Gavin Huadian walks! ! ! !

"The little official has seen Master Yang!"

The voice was different from the three-point laziness just now, it seemed pale and powerful.

Although Lao Xin has been a clerk in Dali Temple for more than ten years, he is still clear about the meaning behind walking in the Wenhua Palace as a 23-year-old bachelor in Dazhou.

Yang Qingyuan was not demoted here, he came to revitalize the long silent Dali Temple.

In ancient times, it was said that the palm of the hand was called the principle, and then it was increased.

Dali Temple is the place with the strictest law and the most glorious law.

He helped Lao Xin who bowed his head, "I didn't come to Dali Temple to get promoted and get rich." As he spoke, he flicked his right hand, and with a wave of inner strength, he wiped away the dust on the plaque hanging high in the mirror.

"I'm here to make this plaque shine again."

I don't seek power to pour over the world, I am an extremely human minister, I only hope that the sky will follow the law, and all things will follow the law!

Yang Qingyuan sat down in the main hall and began to understand the general situation of Dali Temple. Although he had known that Dali Temple was a scum, it still hadn't fallen to such a point.

"Old Xin! How many people are left in the current Dali Temple!"

"Returning to my lord, apart from the petty officials, there are only black and white impermanence, Xiaobai and Xiaohei from the Anti-Pirate Department."

When Yang Qingyuan heard the names of Xiaobai and Xiaohe, Yang Qingyuan had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, people from the Taoist sect have a good sixth sense.

"This is Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei from Dali Temple!"

Lao Xin solemnly introduced the two colleagues from Dali Temple in front of Yang Qingyuan.

"Xiaobai, Xiaohei sends hello to Master Yang!"

"Meow!"

"Wang!"

Sure enough, the remaining two staff members of Dali Temple were not human beings.

Xiaobai is a kitten that is not yet full-term, the size of a palm, its whole body is snow-white without a trace of variegation, its eyes are like amethyst, it looks extraordinary at first glance.

Of course, it would be even better if she could not lie on Yang Qingyuan's official boots and act like a baby.

In comparison, Xiao Hei is more serious, but of course his seriousness is limited.

The ace tracker of the anti-theft department is obviously not an adult either, but he must be a little older than Xiaobai, chubby, wagging his tail, sticking out his tongue, and looks harmless to humans and animals.

Yang Qingyuan comforted himself in his heart, it was good, but what was worse, he was only a dog at the beginning, and all his equipment depended on fighting.Anyway, I have a cat, a dog and an old man.

And this old man is absolutely extraordinary.

The brilliance of Yang Qingyuan's dao pupil flashed, and he could discern every detail.

The old scribe in front of him can't see the slightest flow of true energy in his body, and he doesn't seem to have the slightest cultivation base.

There are only two possibilities. One, the old scribe has practiced a technique that can hide his internal energy, and the other is that the old scribe's cultivation is not inferior to that of the academician in charge of the Imperial Academy——Qian Muqian .

Yang Qingyuan's intuition told him that the latter was more likely.

After getting a general understanding of the current situation of Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan knew that revitalizing Dali Temple would not be achieved in a day.

This place with the highest and most majestic law in the Great Zhou Dynasty has been silent for too long, so long that the princes of the court even forgot its existence.

"Master Yang! What Dali Temple lacks most now is manpower."

Lao Xin looked at himself and Yang Qingyuan, and looked down at Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai who were playing.

Even people and dogs (cats) in Dali Temple only have four people who can breathe.

"Don't worry, I had plans before I took office."

Having said that, Yang Qingyuan never thought that Dali Temple would not look like this now.

But in front of Weisan's subordinates, he couldn't show his timidity.

"Dare to ask, but this is Dali Temple?"

While Yang Qingyuan was talking to Lao Xin, a person walked in from the fallen gate of Dali Temple.

He was wearing a light blue cloth robe, which had been washed to a slightly whitish color. Although there were a few patches on it, it was very clean.

Different from this era, the body, hair and skin are influenced by the concept of parents, and the long hair is kept. The hair of the young man in front of him is very short, which looks clean and neat.

Pointing at the person who just stepped in, Yang Qingyuan pretended to be indifferent and said, "Don't you think this is someone here!?"

He was confident in his face, but Yang Qingyuan still heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, it was really timely, so that he would not let his face as a superior official be swept away.

"This is the government office of Dali Temple. I wonder what's the matter with my little brother?"

There are only two people who can speak in Dali Temple, so naturally Lao Xin stepped forward to answer.

"I was introduced by someone and came to look for someone."

"Looking for someone!?"

"I'm here to find the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan, Master Yang!"

"Looking for an adult?"

Yang Qingyuan stepped forward and asked loudly, "Is Ye Jianhan under your feet? Ye Shaoxia?!"

"Exactly, you are Master Yang Qingyuan! I have been instructed by Brother Lu to come here!"

Although Yang Qingyuan is an official of the imperial court, he has many friends in the Jianghu. Three months ago, he began to ask his friends in the Jianghu to find some warriors with good character and strong martial arts to prepare for the upcoming Dali Temple.

And this Ye Jianhan was the one he wanted by name.

For this person, he spent the price of a pot of royal wine, and then asked a friend with four eyebrows to help find him.

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