Chapter 108: The God-Man Handling the Case, Di Gong’s Blind Thinking

Di Renjie finally took office.

There are many cases in Dali Temple, which is a helpless thing. In the years of great disasters, there are no rebellions and rebellions, but there are more things to steal. People don’t want to do bad things, but they have to live, eat, and force them. The local people in Luoyang have few crimes, mainly because of the flood of disaster victims. They are hungry and have to do some bad things.

In fact, there are more cases in Dali Temple in Chang'an.

Beside the prince, he was the prince's staff and military advisor, and in Dali Temple, he was an official of the court. Di Renjie was more clear about public and private affairs than Wei Yuanzhong. He brought these accumulated cases to the small officials and began to review and deal with them. The speed was very fast, almost after reading them before reviewing them, and then writing them out. There were only some particularly difficult cases, and I thought about them for a while.

The subordinate officials were frightened when they saw his review speed and stumbled and said, "Di Sicheng, Di Sicheng..."

"What do you have to say?"

"Although it is a accumulated case, Di Sicheng cannot be hasty..." A brave little official pointed to a pile of official documents in front of him. In just a moment, sixty or seventy accumulated cases were handled by Di Renjie.

"You will deal with it according to Di's annotation. If the perpetrator is dissatisfied, you can ask them to come to Dali Temple to find Di, or if any mistakes occur, Di will bear it." Di Renjie said proudly. Handling the case is his best show.

It was also him who deliberately showed his skills. He did his job one and shocked the second. Only by impressing these small officials under Dali Temple could he gain the trust of these officials, and then he pulled out his hands and brought the truth to the case of assassinating the prince in Zhongnan Mountain again.

The emperor and the queen trusted Xu Jingzong very much, but there was evidence that the assassins were instructed by Xu Jingzong, assassinating the crown prince and plagiarizing Helan Minzhi, and Xu Jingzong was determined to die!

But it is not easy to find accurate evidence from Xu Jingzong. The evidence must be unrecognizable to Xu Jingzong, otherwise it will be useless and will be alarmed. In order not to disturb Xu Jingzong, not only the prince did not tell him, but even Wei Yuanzhong did not disclose any evidence!

The little officials were either trusted or suspicious, and went out with the annotated files.

Di Renjie's speed did not decrease, but he just ate a simple meal at noon, rested for a while, and continued to review.

After one day, more than 200 accumulated cases were reviewed, and more than 800 people were involved. It is estimated that other officials of Dali Temple handled more than one case in one day. Not only that, no one shouted for justice or was unfair to deal with it.

In fact, this may not be the case. Most of them handled it fairly, and some of them were slightly biased. However, the accumulated cases have been delayed for a long time, and the bias is not very big. Now the people are a vulnerable group. If they see it, it will be fine if the case is settled.

Of course, it is also a great thing. Besides, there are more than 200 cases! It was evening and it was "get off work". A group of officials from Dali Temple looked at Di Renjie's departure with their eyes admiring him. No wonder they were the chief aides around the prince, and this ability was simply a god.

In just one day, Di Renjie was shocked.

When he returned to the mansion, he actually said that his family was more accurate. The mansion was exaggerated, a little far from Dali Temple. It was the house he bought, but Lao Di was an honest official and didn't have much money, so he had to buy a house in Xingyifang east of Luoyang. This was also prepared for the arrival of his two goddaughters, otherwise he could just find a temple to live in. The house was not big, there were two ordinary rows of houses, a patio in the middle, with a mulberry tree, two elm trees, and a small well, which looked like the later courtyard. However, the price was not expensive. The southwest of Chang'an, the northeast of Luoyang, and the most deserted place in Chang'an is the southwest of the city, and the most deserted place in Luoyang is the northeast. The houses are good near the south of Tianjin Bridge, and the court is close to Lao Di cannot afford it.

But the environment is quiet.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the house, Di Hui and Di Hao came out, Yingying bowed and said, "I'll meet my father."

The two little girls were afraid of causing trouble. Even when they arrived at Di Renjie's house, they still wore Luo when they went out. When the neighbors saw it, they were all praising him. If they saw it, they were attracted by His Royal Highness. His daughter wanted to wear Luo when she went out to greet her. Although she was not from a prominent family, she had stricter rules than those from a prominent family!

Lao Di felt embarrassed to praise it. It was not because I was strict in the rules, but mainly because I could send them to the palace in the future and I had to be strict. In fact, his own children were of varying quality.

After entering the room, he asked happily: "Come here so soon?"

Di Hui replied: "My father told me that the child dare not delay on the road."

“Can this new home be satisfied?”

"The child is very satisfied. It is many times better than his previous career of smiling faces."

"The past is gone, and we cannot mention it again." Di Ren said seriously.

"Yes," the two girls replied in unison, and then said, "Sir, I'll make tea for you."

The two women were not very kind, but just talking about etiquette, they were better than the young lady of the Xu family. Don’t think that Xu Li is the daughter of Xu Sheren. If it weren’t for their origins... Seeing them busy, Di Renjie sighed in his heart. After taking a sip of tea, Di Renjie said again: “But you stay here for a while first, you can’t hurry to see the palace.”

Di Renjie didn't say something, not only was he waiting, but he had to wait for a long time. He had to wait until the prince's wedding. It would be best to let the two adopted daughters have some slight status before they could be sent to the palace. Otherwise, with their beautiful and beautiful appearance, it would be not very good if the emperor saw it. Alas, the royal style is not worthy of all famous families, and it is a mess. Your Majesty is also in chaos, and the queen is not mentioned. What is the relationship between the wife of Wei? Emperor Taizong is also in chaos. But the queen doesn't care much.

It is not easy to send it to the Eastern Palace, so I want another identity! Only Di Renjie is very smart, and if it were someone else, he would never dare to think about it.

"The child who enters the palace hopes that he can enter if he can enter, but he cannot enter. My father doesn't have to worry about hard work," Di Hui said again, "My father, I have sent ten pieces of bamboo paper from the palace."

"Take it, let me see it." Di Renjie said happily.

Li Wei fermented a lot of bamboo, and the first batch of bamboo paper was not bad. Most of the bamboo papers in the steamer had various problems, which was not good. Only the bamboo papers in the four or five steamers were still good, and they gradually appeared when they were dried. The best batch was sent to Luoyang, and the presiding assistants in Chang'an had one batch. However, the success rate of the second batch was very high. Although it was still being debugged, most of the paper could be used. Of course, it was only half of the paper could be used. The success rate was higher as the later it went.

But now it is not bamboo paper, it is a great righteousness. It has to be widely publicized and made known to the people of the world. First, each official has to be distributed a batch, first from Luoyang, Chang'an, and then to officials from various places. Then, the Tang Dynasty's clans had a very strong influence, and another batch was sent to them. The teachers and students of the Imperial College and literati could write poems and praise merits, and they could not be missed. The influence of the religious community should not be ignored, and the Taoist temples in various temples should be sent to them.

After such a stake, the bamboo in the pond was made into first-class paper, which was not enough to be distributed.

Returning from Guangchengze, I heard the bamboo paper spreading everywhere, but Di Renjie had never seen it once. Is it that good or evil? I opened the paper and it was very white and had a good glossiness. I picked it up again. Isn’t it that I can see the scenery behind it through the paper? See if I can see it.

I was very disappointed and didn't see it. I didn't believe in evil, so I took it out again and watched it with the afterglow of the evening, but I still couldn't see it. Lao Di was quite smart and was also a demon. If the sunlight was very good, I could indeed see some blurry shadows behind it. Now, as for this light, I can't see it even if I put my eyes on it.

But it was indeed very thin. Di Renjie took out the paper and ink and wrote a big word on it: Ren!

The pen tip is very comfortable to land on it, and the ink is fluent, and there is no ink phenomenon seen. However, in comparison, some tribute papers are not worse than it. I thought of what Li Wei said, and gently tear them with my hand. Sure enough, the toughness is poor, and a small crack is tear out with a slight tear. Finally, I understand that the rumors outside have exaggerated a lot. I can only say that its biggest advantage is that the cost is very cheap, which can make more poor families affordable.

Di Hui said: "My father, what a white paper is whiter than frost and snow."

The white one is indeed very white, but Di Renjie was thinking about another thought. The prince’s bamboo paper and the new plow. It is very simple to say it, but from nothing to something, how difficult it is!

Di Hui asked again: "My father, how did the prince think it?"

Many statements were very sensational under the guidance of some people. When I traveled south, half of the remarks I heard were bamboo paper.

"I don't know," Di Renjie didn't believe it very much. It was really something that the prince could think of. He had been with the prince for a long time. The prince was very good. He admired all kinds of aspects very much, but there were still many things he didn't understand. It had nothing to do with His Majesty and the Queen. This was the prince who deliberately asked the credit to come out to fight for them with great justice. However, there was a saying that made him believe that a strange man taught the prince, and he was an ancient strange man. Before the paper was released, his predecessors used bamboo slips to write, which was back to the origin.

It is not necessarily true in ancient times, but it is possible for strange people. These people generally disdain to be born, such as Ming Chongyan and Di Renjie was very suspicious of the magic. Besides, they all seek wealth and honor. Even if they really have magic, they are still a commoner. This person is unwilling to be born, so the prince concealed it for him. This explanation...?

Thinking of this, he thought of another thing, which was salt. He used to believe and doubt, but now most of the people believe it.

It is also a big deal to succeed in this method. The speed of boiling salt is slow and firewood also costs money, but what cost does the sun and sea water require? The boundless sea became a large salt field of the Tang Dynasty. Is it still lacking salt?

Even if it is taxed, it is reasonable. If the court gets benefits, the people can still eat cheap salt. Then the sea can become a mountain of gold and silver for the court...

Poor Lao Di finally started to think randomly under the impact of bamboo paper.

Not only that, like the Turks, Khitans, and Xi tribes, they lacked salt. The Tang Dynasty originally lacked salt and had little circulation. If the salt was enough, they could get many horses, cattle and sheep. Unfortunately, Qinghai, if it weren't for Qinghai, even Tubo would have lacked salt.

Suddenly, I thought of something and shouted: "No, I'm going to the East Palace."
Chapter completed!