Black Book

Chapter 350 Jinyiwei

With his eyes wide open, Zhao Nuo frowned and pondered thoughtfully, and keenly grasped the deep meaning behind these few words.

Looking at the little guy's seemingly innate political sensitivity, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but sigh at the magic of the child of destiny.

"Now that the Yue King and his people are guarding the borders, and the Yue King himself holds the position of Grand Marshal, the external forces are relatively stable for the time being."

"But we lack the guns to control the country, so there are unruly people who secretly cause chaos."

With a sneer, the young man's eyes flashed coldly and he whispered slowly.

"I plan to set up a brand new violent agency that will combine intelligence, public security, justice, garrison and other functions to stabilize the country in a short period of time."

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo frowned: "It sounds like an enhanced version of the Anti-Theft Division."

"Yes, you can regard the Anti-Theft Department as a part of it. It will override all current bureaucratic systems, will not be restricted by court officials, and will only be responsible to you."

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up. She had had enough of the ministers from the outer court who took advantage of their seniority and treated her like a child.

"Okay! What's the name of this organization? I'll arrange it right away!"

Seeing Zhao Nuo's excited look eager to try, Zhu Haomiao narrowed his eyes and smiled with a look of evil humor.

"Jinyiwei."

"Jinyiwei?!"

Zhao Nuo pondered over this strange name lightly, without delving into it further. He nodded decisively and changed the subject.

"We have the gun at home, but what about the money bag?"

"I have a friend who has a lot of experience in economic development and has the potential to be a minister of the Ministry of Revenue."

"Where is he?"

"Just outside the temple."

"noise!"

After a while, a dignified, handsome and elegant Seljuq man walked into the hall and bowed respectfully.

"I, Wilson, pay my respects to His Majesty."

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Less than half a month after Zhao Nuo ascended the throne, a monster organization was quietly established in secret.

The Jinyiwei, which absorbed the best personnel from the Anti-Theft Bureau and the City Defense Army, was not subject to any surveillance and had independent judicial power and began to expand rapidly.

But there was no rush to move out. Zhu Haomiao waited until the organizational structure was mature and a group of adventers were added to the [Yanhuang Arsenal] to formally form a combat effectiveness before allowing the Jinyiwei to show their fangs for the first time.

Their first target was Liao Zhiyuan, the former Minister of Finance who had just been dismissed from his post and was holding a grudge.

"Damn you, little brat! You forced me to retire for a Semu! What do these barbarians know about food?"

Amid the angry roar, a calm middle-aged man sipped his tea and soothed with a smile.

"A new emperor chooses new ministers. You have worked so hard for so many years and are now rich enough to rival a country. Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy your old age?"

Hearing this, Liao Zhiyuan glared at him angrily.

"When the day comes that your Ministry of Justice becomes passive, I hope you can be so open-minded!"

The middle-aged man was about to refute when a panicked scream suddenly came from outside the door.

The two looked at each other, and before they could figure out what was going on, a group of burly men dressed in gorgeous clothes kicked open the door and instantly locked their sights on the two people in the house.

"Liao Zhiyuan, you're in trouble, come with us!"

"Wait! Let me go! Who are you?! Do you know that I am an official appointed by the court?! You have no right to arrest me!"

Being held up by two Jinyiwei, Liao Zhiyuan struggled frantically and roared hysterically. A team leader impatiently slapped him in the face. "Shut up! We Jinyiwei have the special permission of the emperor. If you scream again, I will chop you down with a knife!"

He pulled out a steel knife and placed it on Liao Zhiyuan's neck. The cold blade instantly calmed him down and his eyes became clear.

On the other side, seeing his old friend about to be taken away, the middle-aged man couldn't help but stand up and stop him.

"Stop! I am the Minister of Justice, Gongsun Yi. How dare you arrest people without the documents from the Ministry of Justice?!"

Hearing this, the leading team leader sneered, took out a token and held it in the air.

"The Imperial Guards are acting on behalf of His Majesty's will. Why do they need the approval of the Ministry of Justice? Who gave you the face?"

"you!"

Looking at the unique dragon pattern on the token that represented imperial power, Gongsun Yi was speechless for a moment. He felt like a scholar meeting a soldier and unable to explain himself clearly.

However, before he could come up with a countermeasure, the other party looked around with a strange expression and sneered.

"Minister of Justice Gongsun Yi, right? You happen to be on the list, so come with me!"

"what?!"

Unexpectedly, he would also get himself involved in saving others. Gongsun Yi's eyes widened as he was held up by two burly men, struggling and roaring frantically.

Without paying any attention to his resistance, the Jinyiwei knocked him unconscious with a knife, threw him into a cart and took him straight to the imperial prison. The rest of the people filed into the residence of the former Minister of Revenue and began to search the house carefully.

A terrifying political storm swept the court. Under Zhu Haomiao's loving education, all the prisoners confessed from the bottom of their hearts, telling everything they knew, just to get relief.

Following the clues, thousands of officials were brought down one after another. The prisons in the entire imperial capital were overcrowded, forcing Zhu Haomiao to expand the imperial prison overnight.

With no regard for rules and their irresistible brute force sweeping across the political arena, the Jinyiwei's vicious reputation quickly spread throughout the capital area and then to more distant provinces, becoming more and more outrageous, and finally reaching the point where it could almost stop children from crying at night.

But at the same time, the authority of the young emperor Zhao Nuo was established on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and no one dared to regard her as a naive and vulnerable child anymore.

The price was that the new commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, a sixteen-year-old monster of the third rank, the emperor's butcher knife to intimidate all officials, the newly promoted Duke of Yu, Li Lin, was described as a brutal and evil lackey and was reviled by people all over the world.

However, Zhu Haomiao was not affected by public opinion at all. He intensified his efforts and created a new storm. The Jinyiwei cooperated with the Anti-Theft Bureau to eradicate the underground forces in the 108 cities of the imperial capital, and thousands of prisoners were thrown into prison.

"Tsk tsk, I can't finish it. I can't finish it at all."

In the palace, Zhu Haomiao looked at the summary report below and couldn't help smacking his lips.

"There are too many prisoners and there are not enough rooms in the prison. We must consume a batch of materials."

Stroking his chin, the young man looked at the list of corrupt officials who had been squeezed dry and deserved to be put to death, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"The decision is yours, Pikachu..."

Picking up the list, Zhu Haomiao handed it to Wilson who was standing beside him.

"These people are extremely greedy. They are convicted and sent to be punished."

Wilson understood the boy's meaningful whisper and saluted respectfully with his hands on his chest.

"Understood. I will preside over the ceremony on your behalf."

"Ah."

After sending Wilson away, Zhu Haomiao found Yan Yunsheng and handed him another list.

"Send these evil beasts from the gang to the cave we saw earlier. I have a use for them."

Looking at the list that was longer than a person, Yan Yunsheng swallowed his saliva and said dryly.

"Respect."

(End of this chapter)