On the sixth day of October, the wind rises at the end of Qingping.

After the seizure of the Great Sunday, some articles began to appear in Pravda discussing the merits of a whiplash. Moreover, the voices were gradually increasing, attracting the discussion of the courtiers.

In the officialdom, few people can be alone, and they are mixed in the court full of swords and swords. It's all organized people. Among them, including Jia Huan. His identity is not limited to what kind of cadre he is.

Officials, however, are shy about forming parties for personal gain. On the bright side, they are all upright gentlemen. After all, the sage said: the gentleman is a group but not a party, and the villain is not a group.

Therefore, Jia Huan's counterattack will not rush out in a short period of time, just like a flash flood. That's exposing all of his friends. Who would be that stupid?

Moreover, it can set off a huge wave in the court in a short period of time, which is the strength of the big guys in the court. Jia Huan's strength is not so strong.

Therefore, when the Manchu Dynasty was "pouring He", Jia Huan did not play the cards in his hand. In the case of Liu Gonggong and others "Wang Bang" in hand, how good the cards are waste.

However, by now, the big names prepared by the other party have come out. If you hit it again, you will have a good effect.

Nearly five months of "pouring He" was enough time for Jia Huan to arrange everything before he was imprisoned in early October.

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On the seventh day of October, Jia Huan was detained in the prison on the sixth day. Up and down Jiafu, the clouds are gloomy. In the afternoon, in the outer study, Jia Zheng and the Qing guests chatted.

"Old man, but don't worry. Brother Jia Shi is just being wronged for a while, and he will come out later. ”

"The Holy Monarch is above, but it is just a treacherous slander, and the Emperor will definitely be able to restore Brother Jia's innocence."

A group of cleaners, in the study, said gossiping. comforted Jia Zheng, who was a little irritable. Of course, it's all nonsense. None of Jia Zheng's Qingke are good at practice. Master Bai, who is really good at practice, will not flatter him here.

"Alas..." Jia Zheng waved his hand and paced back and forth in the study. He returned to Beijing in mid-June and handed over the errand of the deputy envoy of Fujian University. But there is no election yet. The court was stirred into a pot of porridge. A fourth-grade official is selected from a third-grade official, and the situation has to wait for the situation to be clear.

Selected from the three products. That is, there is a decision of the ministry. Although the concubine card of Jiafu was abolished, Song Tianguan made a rash decision. Jia Mansion is not an upstart. It's an old family.

After Jia Zheng returned home, the first thing he did was to routinely smoke the show of big face treasures. The reason is because Jia Huan wrote a letter to Fujian to sue when Baoyu attacked people. After that, it was time to read, drink, and watch the overall situation of the court change. Because, Jia Huan told him that he only needed to watch from the sidelines.

But Jia Huan was arrested for a few days, how could he not be in a hurry? Regardless of whether there is father-son affection or not, he still relies on Jia Huan very much. Whether it's housework or government affairs.

Grand View Garden, Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Daiyu was on the desk, writing a poem about Jia Huan's resentment: Nanguan Gu Ying is ashamed, and the rest of his life is cold at night. Jun En is not allowed to boast about the front seat, who can get rid of the left horse in the world. The geese go to the north of the empty space, and the flowers bloom and fall from the south of the Yangtze River. Poor Yu Xin is so talented, Guan Longxiang's heart is unbearable.

Daiyu gently pressed the thin pen tube against her white and graceful chin, and said softly: "How is this a poem of resentment?" If you are forced to resign, are you still not allowed to complain? "The sound is very beautiful.

"yes!" Baoqin and Xiangling both nodded. The two of them admire Daiyu's poetic talent the most.

Baochai smiled bitterly and said softly: "Feng'er, it's not about poetry. "Nanwang is where the Penal Department is located. My heart is full of worries. I don't know how my husband is doing in prison?

The golden hairpins were all talking in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the atmosphere was very depressing. After all, the previous fight was just a game for those men, but Jia Huan was taken away from his home again, which directly affected the senses of the women.

Baoyu gave Jia Zheng a hard slap, and at this time it was already very good, and he joined in the fun in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, you don't have to worry." Dress carefully. The third ring must have a back hand. I saw that when he was caught, he walked calmly.

Besides, how many of his classmates in Sanssouci Hall are worried? I heard yesterday that they still drink and write poetry. After Wei Hanlin took office, he dismissed all Jia Huan's classmates from Pravda. Make an iron-faced and selfless style.

To say, the big-faced treasure man is actually very smart. From one small clue one can see what is coming. He thought that the third Huan Laosan, who had made him miserable, would be fine. On the one hand, Jia Huan quickly put him out of the shadow in his heart. On the other hand, Jia Huan is the Zijin Liang of Jiafu.

With such a fierce political whirlpool in the capital, there is no one in Jiafu who can deal with it. Except for Jia Huan.

Concubine Yuan has fallen out of favor. Mother Jia and Mrs. Wang didn't want Jia Huan to have an accident. Big Face Treasure also doesn't want to. He's not stupid. Although he hates Jia Huan, hates Jia Huan, and is unhappy with Jia Huan, Jia Huan's accident is almost equivalent to an accident in Jiafu. He's not doing well either.

Xiangyun quickly interjected and said angrily: "Second brother, what are you talking about?" Brother Huan is still suffering in prison. When he was taken away, he just didn't want us to worry. ”

The women began to talk about it. In his words, it is difficult to hide his worry. What they don't know yet, however, is that the situation is quietly changing.

On Daiyu's desk, in today's Pravda, an article signed by Tang Daobin listed the increase in treasury revenue since the imperial court implemented a whip law. All kinds of data, extremely detailed.

Tang Daobin, 39 years old at the time, was a native of Huating, Nanzhili. Yi Mao year jinshi. In the same year of Jia Huan, the official was appointed as the head of the household department.

Seasonally, it's already winter. However, in the situation of the government: the cold winter is coming to an end, and the spring breeze is returning.

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In a courtyard somewhere in the front yard of Sanssouci Hall, all kinds of news are spreading like flowing water, and at the same time, all kinds of rumors are also spreading in the capital from here. Jia Huan's personal intelligence department came here.

Before the newspapers appeared, the main source of information for the roadside club was rumors everywhere. And everyone in Wendao Academy has a lot of experience in manipulating public opinion.

In the hall, Pang Ze drank tea and laughed: "It's still Senior Wei's strength." Sealed Han Jin's troublesome fool. Xiao Fatzi just misses the old love too much. ”

Luo Junzi shook his head with a smile, and said while approving the documents: "Senior Wei is the father-in-law of the senior brother and the master of Ziyu after all. ”

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On the ninth day of October, the news in Pravda has been paid attention to by the ministers in the court. The storm is converging.

In the evening, the great eunuch Liu Guozhong, the Jinyi guard commanded Mao Kun, and the three of the Jin kings drank and talked in the star-picking tower of the Jin Palace.

The cold wind howls, and the building is as warm as spring.

The three of them sat separately, and on the table in front of each of them were a few exquisite dishes and a pot of fine wine. There was no one to serve.

After drinking a few cups and exchanging the dynamics of Jingzhong, the twenty-six-year-old King of Jin was dressed in a moon-white robe, and he commented: "Wei Yuanzhi has some strong points. No one expected that the first thing he did when he took office was to seize the Big Sunday newspaper. It is rumored that he was recommended by Grandmaster Fang. ”

The Ministry of Rites is still looking at it. He also studied at the Hanlin Academy. But the Son of Heaven will also take into account his opinions.

Jin Yiwei commanded Mao Kun, who was in his forties, with a little short eyebrows, and a light yellow embroidered gown, drinking wine and smiling slightly, "Recently, there have been some good articles in Pravda that say a whip. I'm afraid it has nothing to do with him. ”

Gonggong Liu smiled and said: "The overall situation has been decided. How can he? Jia Huan's crime was "resentment." There are poems as evidence, how can this wash away the clear?

King Jin nodded and said, "Now the situation in the court, the day when He Shuo will leave his post is not far away. The battle between me and my eighth brother for the heir is bound to become more intense. Han Xiucai is the mastermind of my eighth brother, what does Gonggong Liu think? ”

Mao Kun interjected and said with a smile: "Hehe..., Your Highness, many people in Beijing say that he is a copycat version of Jia Huan." ”

Gonggong Liu snorted disdainfully, and said slowly: "Han Jin, this person, don't worry. His understanding of public opinion is superficial. Including Jia Huan, it's all the same. Where is the largest public opinion position in the world? Not in the newspapers, but by the side of the Son of Heaven. ”

As soon as these words came out, King Jin and Mao Kun were extremely convinced.

King Jin stroked his palms and smiled: "Liu Gonggao." This king respects Liu Gong with a cup. Mao Kun followed suit.

A smile appeared on Gonggong Liu's cold face, and before his wine glass was raised, the voice of a steward of the Jin Palace's mansion sounded outside the door, "Your Highness, the slave has a big report." Disturbing His Highness to drink Yaxing is a crime that deserves death. ”

King Jin was stunned for a moment, "Come in and say." ”

A blue-clad steward walked in with his head bowed, and a cold wind blew in. It was a little cold, he knelt at the door and said, "Your Highness, in the afternoon, Empress Yang interceded for Jia Huan in Xiyuan. ”

What the?

King Jin and Mao Kun both looked at Liu Guozhong. Father-in-law Liu's face became a little ugly. He just swore to mock Jia Huan, and he didn't know where the public opinion position was. And now, Empress Yang spoke in front of the Son of Heaven.

This slap in the face!

Everyone understands that Empress Yang will never take the initiative to speak. This must have been requested by Jia Huan.

Whether Jia Huan understands the position of public opinion or not, it seems that he understands.