Chapter 821: The White Blade Doesn't Spare Each Other (I)

Since ancient times, great virtues have not been rewarded, and great achievements have not been rewarded. It's not without a holy lord, it's for a slanderous minister! ”

"The shackles of the marquis, under the sword and pen; Liang Gong prisoner: "Fang knows the majesty of the jailer!" ”

"Gai Kuan Rao Dan's heart is bloody, and he is self-defeating in the north: Yue Wu Mu Zhong Zhao Sun and Moon, turmoil and strange grievances!"

"But look at the mere reluctance, how many days will it take to jump the sorghum?! Don't cheer up, the thief is powdered! The bloody words are shocking, "The sound of the crusade penetrated the sky! Where is this sacrificial text, "This is clearly going to those high up immortals" issued by the battle text!

Xu Wei's voice was not spoken, not shouted, but roared. I saw that his hat "had fallen to the ground at some point, his hair was scattered, his eyes were bloodshot, and he beat his chest a few times." This emotion infected many people present, and I don't know who shouted angrily: "This case must be thoroughly investigated, and the spirit of Hu Gong in the sky must be given a jiāo generation!" Immediately, someone answered: "Yes, when my generation reads the books of the sages, don't you hear it, and think about the truth of the insulting ministers when things happen" cannot let those who brutalize loyal ministers go unpunished, and must be thoroughly investigated! ”

"It must be thoroughly investigated!" "Thorough investigation, thorough investigation!" , the sounds of the yard are getting louder and louder, and finally there is a tendency to be connected.

In the main hall of the Panthéon, after Xu Wei finished reading the sacrifice, there was a suffocating silence. All the adults could have a hunch that something big might happen at this time, and they couldn't help but sneak a glance at Xu Ge Lao, but they saw that Lao Shoufu squinted his eyes slightly, standing there expressionlessly, as if it was none of his business.

The wrath of the saint is not on the face. It is impossible for an old monster who has cultivated to the level of Xu Jie to be seen from his appearance, but his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, and at this moment, "Xu Ge Lao felt like being slapped in public." And it's not a chōu fight that "is a left and right open bow" non-stop! Beat Xu Ge's old eyes with gold stars, and the world turned ......, although Xu Weizhi was bold, he did not dare to openly deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, pointing directly at him. However, his move is tantamount to adding frost to the snow, adding fuel to the fire, and really killing the old man!

The faces of the rest of the cabinet are not good-looking, they all know that there was a petition from the scholar first, and then there was Xu Wei's article, and now there is no matter how big it is, someone must be responsible for Hu Zongxian's death.

A political cháo is inevitable.

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In the midst of the disturbance, "the public memorial ceremony is over." Hu Zongxian's coffin will immediately leave Beijing under the escort of Jinyi Wei and return to his hometown Tianma Mountain for burial.

What is surprising is that "the leader of this team and the person in charge of the entire imperial funeral ceremony turned out to be Elder Shen Ge." It turned out that Shen Mo had already asked for the holy decree to send Hu Zongxian on his last journey. Although Hu Zongxian's current mourning, the imperial court sent a cabinet elder to preside over the funeral, which can be regarded as benevolent and righteous. However, discerning people will inevitably speculate, does Shen Ge Lao also have the intention of taking advantage of this move to avoid the limelight in Beijing?

After all, he has not had a good time recently, "the emperor and the cabinet hope that he can focus on the overall situation" and control the situation within a certain range; However, among the people of Shilin, the public opinion that demanded a thorough investigation "is higher than one làng." Under the pressure of these two sides, it is conceivable that "silence is angry at both ends and unflattering on both sides."

And that's exactly what happened. The emperor and Yuan Fu complained that he was unwilling to close the case, Hai Rui scolded him as "a mediocre minister, and Xu Wei scolded him, covering the sky and the sun", and even the southeastern officialdom, which had always supported him, also had a lot of criticism about him. But I didn't want to think about it, in front of Yongding Mén, "Who saw Hu Zongxian's body and could vomit blood with heartache?" So if you want Shen Ge to settle the case hastily, there is really no one to do it, how can he be worthy of his conscience and the dead Hu Zongxian? And those who complained about his delay in solving the case were too inconsiderate of him, as a cabinet elder, "we must focus on the overall situation."

People who are not understood are the most miserable, who take care of this and that, but can't take care of themselves. Well, at this moment, "Shen Ge's old heart" has been filled with grievances and resentment, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't have written such a depressing sacrificial text...... The role of the sacrificial text is here: "Let everyone understand that his grievances are not easy, even if he succeeds."

In this way, the No. 2 tragic figure of the year in the eyes of everyone escorted the coffin of the number one tragic figure "out of the city of Beijing where the storm is coming, regardless of the raging flood behind him, and the corners of his clothes are not wet."

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In the city of Beijing, the eye of the storm has been formed, and it will not be weakened slightly because of the silent departure. In fact, "he has never played the leading role in this scene, so if he doesn't, this scene is all sung the same......

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace, Xinuan Pavilion.

The emperor was dressed in a loose scarlet swallow suit, "lazily leaning on the warm kang." The two graceful beauties were gently pinching his feet, and Longqing snorted comfortably from time to time, but his eyes never left the paper in his hand, on which was the Xu Wei's sacrificial text copied from Dongchang.

This is the eighth time that Longqing has seen this thing, and when he first saw it, the emperor felt that it was really relieved, because Xu Wei scolded the minister; When he watched it again, the emperor felt that it was enjoyable again, because Xu Wei compared himself to a holy monarch, so Longqing liked to watch it and watch it repeatedly. However, when he saw it five or six times, the emperor's expression began to become solemn...... He finally realized that another turbulent political cháo was about to break out in the first year of his reign.

"How many times has this been?" Long Qing felt extremely frustrated, it seemed that he was really not suitable to be an emperor, in just one year, one after another politics "made the court struggle extremely confusing" and was not even as quiet as Jiajing in the last years.

Seeing the emperor's frustration, Chen Hong comforted softly: "The emperor has first ascended to the throne, and the court is also the time when the old and the new are replaced, so it is inevitable that the cards will be reshuffled. After a pause, he said: "So it doesn't matter how many times it is, the important thing is that there is no next time." ”

"It's that simple." Long Qing never thought that he could eliminate the party strife and let those ministers who were like wolves and tigers live in peace. Then he got by and said: "Let's pass this one in front of me first, I still want to have a stop year?" "Stretching his feet" signaled the beauty to retreat, although he is not a Ming Jun, but he also knows that the law does not pass on the well, especially the truth of not letting the harem interfere in politics, so when talking about business, "I always retreat."

When only Chen Hong was left in the inner room, he asked worriedly, "What kind of situation do you say this time?" ”

"Alas......", Chen Hong sighed before he opened his mouth: "This level is not easy, Li Shang has already made a promise to the scholars in Zuo'an, and Xu Wei has added fuel to the fire again, and now it is turbulent, and it is difficult to take it lightly." After a pause, he said: "One Wanlun is too light, far from enough." ”

"How?" Long Qing asked: "With the addition of a royal court, this is always enough, right?" ”

"Whether it's enough or not, we can't touch him." Chen Hong shook his head slowly and said: "Who doesn't know that he is Xu Ge's old man's lackey, and it depends on the master whether he beats a dog." ”

"Yes", Long Qing smiled bitterly when he heard this: "It doesn't matter what I want to do, the key is what Xu Ge wants to do?" He said in a somewhat unkind tone: "You also heard it that day on the upper floor of the city," I made so many promises to the scholars, and they cheered with their mouths, but they did not move at all. I can see that they can't believe me, "I have to speak to Xu Ge Lao" Sure enough, Xu Ge Lao said, as you wish, three words, and there was a thunderous cry below, shouting Long live, and I don't know who to call Long live. ”

When Chen Hong heard this, he sighed helplessly, and came down from the city floor that day, "The emperor was very excited at first", and felt that shouting to so many people was a sure and enjoyable thing, so he kept reminiscing about the feelings at that time, "Who knows that the more aftertaste, the more it is not a taste, only to find that he is the emperor, and in the eyes of those scholars, it is not as effective as Xu Ge's old words."

This realization made Longqing very disappointed, and he was depressed for several days. After all, it's one thing to take the initiative to relinquish authority, and it's another thing to feel the loss of authority.

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Xu Ge Lao was wearing a casual robe, and he sat tiredly on the back-to-back mahogany chair behind the big case. Opposite him "sat Zhu Heng, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, and Zhao Zhenji, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, one of whom was an old subordinate of Xu Jie, and an old friend who had come to worship Xu Jie's disciple for many years.

At this moment, the two of them looked serious, and before they could speak, the atmosphere in the room was very solemn, which also indicated that the next conversation "will never be pleasant."

Xu Jie's recent life has been very difficult, "There are some embattled and stormy meanings", and now these two come with the appearance of owing them 800 yuan, "What does it mean?" Xu Ge always knew that the representative of the Xu Party was up and down, and the Bī Palace came.

Seeing that both of them were in a posture of "a thousand words, where to start", Xu Jie had no choice but to say slowly: "You came by chance today, the old man just got a Xiǎo group, Miyun Dragon" is cheap for you now. The so-called "Miyun Dragon", the Song Dynasty is the royal exclusive tribute tea. The reputation of this dynasty has not faded, because the output is extremely xiǎo, and only the court can enjoy ......, of course, for Xu Ge Lao, this is not a problem. This time, the Jiangxi political envoy released the tribute tea into Beijing, and he paid tribute to the old Xu Ge, who loves tea, with three catties of the best of the five catties.

Although Zhao Zhenji and Zhu Heng have been in high positions for a long time, they are both honest and self-disciplined ministers, and this time when Xu Ge took out the old tin can, a thin xiǎo tea group that seemed to be a dried chrysanthemum and a white yù, they saw the legendary "Miyun Dragon" for the first time.

The old servant Xu Fu brought a tea set and refreshments, as well as a pot of boiling water. Xu Jie personally brewed, ordered soup, divided rǔ, refilled water, warmed cups, and served tea...... The procedures are all very meticulous and serious, without a trace of pyrotechnics.

Zhao Zhenji and Zhu Heng were on the side, watching the entire soaking process. Unconsciously, the anxious anger in my heart disappeared.

At this time, the tea was poured, "In the three white pears huā cups, each with half a cup of green tea soup." Xu Jie stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please" to the two of them, and then picked up a pear huā and sent it to the tip of his nose to sniff it lightly.

The two of them also picked up the tea cup, followed his example, sniffed lightly, and then took a sip, moistened it in their mouths for a while, and then swallowed it slowly, and suddenly smiled on their faces. After drinking a cup, Zhu Heng praised: "This tea is soft and soft in the mouth" swallowed in the stomach, and there is a refreshing and refreshing aroma floating up, hundreds of years of tribute tea is the best, and it really deserves its name. ”

Zhao Zhenji had already drunk the second cup, nodded and smiled: "It is indeed good tea, it reminds me of the words of my predecessors, the light fragrance floats through the ages, and the self-cultivation obeys the orders of the sun and the moon." ”

After Xu Jie listened to him read, he said thoughtfully: ", the light fragrance floats through the ages, and the self-cultivation obeys the orders of the sun and the moon." It's really the indifferent artistic conception in the tea. ”

Zhao Zhenji, nicknamed "Zhao Zhenji", his temper can be seen. Now that the tea has been drunk, and the light is also ripped off, he can't wait to say: "If a person who is an official can maintain such a state of mind for a long time, he will not be close to the land and wolf smoke." ”

Xu Jie realized that this guy was playing a trick on himself, and suddenly, his mood was slightly relieved by drinking tea, and he suddenly became gray again, so he replied lightly: "This is the words of a scholar, eating tea and being an official are not the same thing after all." The indifferent taste can be compared to tea, but it cannot be compared to officials. Originally, it was okay to say this, but Xu Jie's stomach couldn't find a place to vent, and he happened to run into a cannon shot, how could he spare him: "Take Meng Jing as an example, when the imperial court set up a warehouse governor, there was nothing to do with you, but Yan Song's father and son saw that you were not pleasing to the eye, so they found someone to participate in it, saying that you were prevaricating and selfish, and disobeying orders." Then it caused the wrath of the saints: "I decreed that you will be ordered to return to your hometown and live idle." I lived here for five years, "You say, can you afford to live in it?" ”

Xu Jie's words were swept away by the gun, which swept Zhao Zhenji's face red and white for a while, he really had never seen it, Xu Ge Lao was so mean and venomous, he couldn't help but stay there for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that it was the smell of fire as soon as it came up, Zhu Heng hurriedly played a round and said, "Yuan Weng misunderstood Dazhou's words." What he said about indifference refers to the self-discipline of the officials, often chewing vegetable roots, and being willing to do so, which should be the duty of a scholar. As for the major affairs of the government and government, of course, it is still up to the official. Said with a light sigh: "Yuan Weng don't think we have two hearts" The merits of the matter, everyone has a scale in their hearts. You are the chief regent, the founder of the good policy of the elders, this Manchu Dynasty civil and military "except for a few unscrupulous people, who else can not support?" It is no exaggeration to say that your heart is the heart of the court! ”! ~!