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Suddenly, a wine jug flew over.

Song Wang caught it instantly. He looked at the man who jumped down from the wall, shook the full wine jug, opened the cork, and the fragrance wafted out. He asked, "Mr. Jiang, you don't follow the ordinary path. You don't come to the temple for no reason. What's the matter?"

"Drink with you." Jiang Jing said.

Song Wang chuckled, but his eyes became more sour: "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need to be coaxed anymore, I'm fine..."

Jiang Jing approached, and the hug between the men was full of pride. He patted Song Wang on the back and said, "Don't be sad. I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight."

"Okay." Song Wang's throat felt sore and his mouth trembled as he uttered a word.

The two went to the front hall.

The butler served a table full of delicious food and looked at his son with heartache.

Jiang Jing said: "What are your plans for the future?"

Song Wang stood up, raised his glass, and reached out to clink glasses with him.

"For the people and for the truth, I will defend the Ministry of Justice to the death, even if it means sacrificing my life." He lowered his head, looked at Jiang Jing and smiled, "I have a little news here, do you want to know?"

Jiang Jing drank the wine in his glass and tilted his hand to show him: "Go ahead."

Song Wang whispered, "Lord Yang followed the Butterfly Cult and investigated the Dali Temple. The Dali Temple Minister was bribed by Xu Ji and became an insider. No wonder they were able to evade every time we investigated a case and no trace of them could be found. In addition, everyone recommends you to be the Dali Temple Minister and Xiong Che to be the Junior Minister."

Jiang Jing: “…”

Unexpectedly, the news was accurate.

The next day, Emperor Xu held an extra morning court session and directly announced the crimes of the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple. He angrily dragged the man out and beheaded him. He sat on the dragon throne and took a deep breath.

Finally the anger subsided.

He met with the students and, after examining them, selected ten of them for important appointments.

Eunuch Shang read out: "Jiang Jing is appointed as the Minister of the Dali Temple, Xiong Che is appointed as the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, Yu Bai is appointed as the Salt Law Commissioner, Kong Chengxuan is appointed as the Reader of the Hanlin Academy, and Chen Youchen is appointed as the Magistrate of Suming County in Lingcheng..."

On the first day in office, there was a mountain of cases.

The former Dali Temple Minister took bribes and made many unjust, false and wrong judgments. They all needed to be examined one by one. Jiang Jing and Xiong Che stayed up all night to review the cases.

Jiang Jing looked up and said, "Xiong Shaoqing's wife is still pregnant. Why don't you go back first, wash up and take a rest before coming back. I can also have some breakfast."

"Yes." Xiong Che nodded. In order to save time, he ran on the way home.

Jiang Jing sorted out the files on the table before getting up and walking outside.

There were not many pedestrians on the road. The Dali Temple was located in a relatively remote area. The two stone lions at the door had gone through a lot of wind and frost and their colors were no longer fresh.

The yamen runner called out respectfully, "Sir."

The people here have been replaced, but even for Jiang Jing, it is difficult to stabilize the interpersonal relationships inside. People are loose-minded and most of them are stubborn old subordinates, which is difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, however.

The lobby of the Salt Transport Administration Office is very close.

"Excuse me, please find Master Jiu."

Soon, the doorman came out respectfully, bowed and said, "Master Jiang, please come in. Our master is in the courtyard on the left side of the flower hall."

As soon as he entered the side yard, Jiang Jing heard the man's voice expressing his concern for Ah Su. He looked up and saw Ah Su lying on the table with a dull look on his face, listening to the words of the newly appointed Salt Law Director.

One head and two big.

He curled the corners of his mouth and slowly walked forward.

Yu Baidao: "Sir, why is this salt so white? So fine? How is it made? Can you show me how?"

Jiusu held up his chin and said, "No."

Yu Bai flattered, pouring water and serving tea.

"You drink tea and eat cakes. I waited in a long line to buy them. The young ladies in Shengjing all like them. If you eat them too, you will definitely understand my intentions."

"I don't eat it." Jiusu frowned, "As for the salt issue, there is relevant knowledge on the bookshelf. You can read it first, and then ask me if you don't understand."

Yu Bai stood at one side, his eyes fixed on the slightly reddened face due to her restlessness, and he said infatuatedly, "Sir, you are so beautiful. I can only marry one person, can..."

Suddenly, someone grabbed the back of my collar.

He was then thrown out of the house.

Jiang Jingni glanced at him and said, "What can you do? If you don't understand something, go find the deputy envoy directly. The salt transport envoy is very busy and has no time to solve your small problems. If you come to harass us again, don't blame me for telling the deputy envoy directly that you have exceeded your authority."

Yu Bai quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"I know I was wrong." When he saw Jiang Jing waving his hand, he quickly got up and ran away. He stood in the yard, stepping on the snow-covered ground, looking back at the adult's face, his heart beating even faster.

He had never seen a girl become an official.

The inner worship deepened.

Jiang Jing closed the door.

Jiusu reached out, hugged his neck, and hung lazily on him: "A Jing, I haven't seen you for several days. Have you grown a beard?"

She stood up straight, raised her hand, and touched his chin with the back of her hand.

It feels a bit ticklish and comfortable.

"Yeah." Jiang Jing responded with a smile. This action was very cute in his eyes. He moved closer to her neck and rubbed it gently. Seeing her smile and raise her head, she almost fell down. He quickly hugged her waist, "Is it itchy?"

"What happened to Yu Bai?"

Jiusu sighed, scratching his hands and said, "He came to report and kept trying to find topics to chat with. I was embarrassed to chase him away, but who knew he would say that."

Alas, work is tiring already. Even if it’s an unoccupied job, it’s still like working like a beast of burden.

You also have to deal with colleagues and prevent workplace harassment.

Jiang Jing said: "I'll take you to dinner."

When they arrived at the downtown area, there were more people, so they found a wonton stall they often visited and had a bite.

There was a loud noise nearby. It turned out that the old man at the stall was kicked by a man and fell on the bench. The old woman quickly helped him up: "Are you okay?"

The old man said with a painful expression: "My waist hurts so much."

The man was a notorious bully. He was disciplined by his family and behaved himself for a while. But since yesterday, he has been acting like a bully. He said with a smile, "I just ate a bowl of wontons from your house, and you want to blame me?"

"I don't, I don't mean to blame you." The old man wanted to cry but couldn't. "Just pay for the wontons."

Zhuo Wenbao cursed, "Your wontons are so few, I can't even eat enough, and I'm giving you money. What do you think? I'm lucky enough that I didn't go to the government to sue you for fraud, but you still dare to ask me for money? Do you believe I'll put you in jail?"

The old woman quickly clasped her hands together, bent over and begged: "We don't want it anymore, we don't want it anymore..."

Jiusu asked in a low voice: "Who is this?"

"The Prime Minister's nephew." Jiang Jing said.

Jiusu suddenly realized: "It was because Song Wang put him in jail that the emperor got angry and dismissed him from his position as minister?"

Seeing Ah Jing nod, she felt itchy to do something. She hated this kind of rotten people the most, who made the honest officials suffer injustice.

"stop!"

Zhuo Wenbao stopped. The voice was nice, and he knew it was a beauty. He turned around and was attracted by the woman who was talking. The brothers around him whistled and cheered, and he smiled from ear to ear.

"Hey, little sister, what are you calling your brother for?"