He said proudly:
"I am Song Liu, the Supervisory Censor of the Imperial Censorate. I have been ordered to inspect military affairs in Hedong Province, oversee criminal cases, and regulate court ceremonies."
"I heard that General Zhao is the newly appointed Captain of the Seven Prefectures, which happens to be the one I am monitoring this time. I hope General Zhao will cooperate with me."
It turned out that the people from the Censorate had arrived!
They came neither earlier nor later, but just when Zhao Muyun was ready to fight a big battle with the Tartars in which they would defeat the larger force with fewer troops, the people from the Censorate arrived!
Isn’t this too much of a coincidence?
Zhao Muyun frowned, then straightened his face. "My army is currently engaged in battle with the Tartars. I wonder why Censor Song is monitoring me?"
Seeing that Zhao Muyun became serious, Song Liu thought that Zhao Muyun was scared when he heard about the Censorate, and he couldn't help feeling proud.
"General Zhao, don't panic!"
"Someone has impeached General Zhao at the Imperial Censorate for taking up his post as the Commandant of the Seven Prefectures and being ordered to rescue tens of thousands of soldiers from the siege of Weizhou City. He clearly could have burned and killed the Tartar ambushes at Feihu Ridge, then pursued the enemy and stormed Weizhou in one fell swoop!"
"Why are you deliberately holding your troops here and stagnating? Could those rumors in the capital be true?"
Song Liu shouted out all the questions he had prepared along the way.
What!
After hearing this, Zhao Muyun couldn't help but laugh.
The Censorate of Dayin was divided into two courts.
Taiyuan: The Imperial Censor was responsible for impeaching military generals for corruption and violations of discipline.
Censorate: Censors were assigned to inspect local areas and also supervise military affairs, such as inspecting border garrisons, verifying military registration, and supervising military supplies.
At first, it had a positive effect.
But it deteriorated later.
Many censors became tools of certain people's power struggles. Like mad dogs, they bit whoever they caught, attacked their political opponents, and made the government even more chaotic.
"If you monitor me for corruption or violations of discipline, I would be happy to cooperate."
"How dare you come here and tell me how to use my troops? Are you worthy enough?"
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