As Jia Huan frowned, the atmosphere in the study became a little stagnant and solemn. The snow outside the window covered the houses and gardens.

Ning Cheng's political level is average. He was a little puzzled: the emperor seemed to be unhappy, but why did Jia Huan look so serious? He sipped wine without disrupting Jia Huan's ideas.

Ning Xiao was wearing a moon-white palace outfit, sitting by the small round table, her phoenix eyes staring at Jia Huan's face. A sense of tacit understanding arises in her heart. She knows that when she said these words, Jia Huan understood what she meant. This feeling is very comfortable.

Jia Huan held the wine glass in his hand, and the sweet rice wine in the silver cup exuded an attractive fragrance, and the appearance was good. However, Jia Huan didn't notice it at all, and his mind was rotating rapidly.

When he was having a drink with the King of Wu just now, Jia Huan wanted to know what Emperor Yongzhi thought about his performance in the Western Regions. But he expected that the King of Wu would not disclose that the King of Wu was Emperor Yongzhi's confidant!

But now Ning Xiao tells him the exact news.

What does the King of Wu’s action mean? He wanted to keep a favor and a way out. In other words, Emperor Yongzhi’s body might not work. In the 17th year of Yongzhi, Ji Xingsheng’s words were still heard!

At most five years, Emperor Yongzhi will surely die! This year marks the 21st year of Yongzhi.

Even Emperor Yongzhi's confidant King Wu was preparing to consider the retreat. It is conceivable how serious the situation is.

There will definitely be no problem with the news from Ning Xiao. Princess Xiao’s meaning is very clear: the emperor has the intention to kill him! Emperor Yongzhi is likely to find an excuse to kill him before his death!

At this time, his name once again spread throughout the capital because of the inscriptions of the Western Regions to worship soldiers, and became the focus of public opinion. This is indeed not a good thing! It is equivalent to that after returning to Beijing, he was originally pushed to the spotlight of the stage outside the power stage in Beijing.

Jia Huan thought for a while, came to his senses, a bitter smile came from the corner of his mouth, drank the rice wine in his hand, let out a breath, and said, "Princess Xie Xiao informed."

Ning Xiao's head slightly dotted, looked at Jia Huan with beautiful eyes like clear springs, and asked softly: "Do you have any clues?"

Jia Huan was so moved when she saw her. How could she not see Jia Huan? Three years ago, Jia Huan might not have been an important figure in the political power map of the dynasty. Today, Zi may not have noticed him before his death.

However, three years later, Jia Envoy, who was invincible in the Western Regions, was overwhelming and overwhelming the Hu Hu, and was supported by the generals, did the emperor not be suspicious? Aren’t he worried that the King of Jin, who succeeded to the throne, could not suppress Jia Huan? Aren’t he worried that the first powerful prime minister like Zhang Juzheng would appear in the dynasty decades later?

She was a very rational woman. Back then, she had revealed a little of her feelings. Then she buried her suspicion. From another perspective, wasn’t Jia Huan’s growth? She was happy for him.

At the same time, there are also concerns about the current situation. This situation is almost unsolvable! But she believes that Jia Huan can find a solution. This is not a blind obedience, but Jia Huan uses victory after victory, giving her confidence.

Jia Huan looked at Ning Xiao's clear and trustworthy gaze, sighed and said, "Look at it again." Princess Xiao believed that he could overcome the difficulties.

But, how difficult!

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Around the evening, Jia Huan left the Wu Palace with a heavy mood. The carriage drove smoothly on the streets in Beijing.

Jia Huan leaned on the soft couch covered with tiger skin, closed his eyes and pondered.

There are many things that he trusts Ning Xiao, but it is hard to say.

He visited the Wu Prince's Mansion today and the news he received was very bad. In comparison, it was not important to talk about Mrs. Ji later on, and offending Hua Mo could get the support of the Ji clan. The shadow of death enveloped him!

And how could he be willing to surrender his character? If the king wants his minister to die, the minister has to die. He will not obey this kind of dogma!

Before he went to the Western Regions, he did not think about arousing the suspicion of the emperor. It was not normal for him to have friendship with military generals in the Western Expedition Army? However, the situation in the Western Regions was developing step by step. When he went to that position, holding a large army, was he watching the Zhou army defeated? Is it not good for the Zhou army?

Standing at the forefront of history, he must be responsible for history!

Now, when he returned to Beijing, he had to face such a difficult situation. On that day, Emperor Yongzhi refused to give him a marriage and gave him a speech. He had thought in his heart: If I were the Qing Emperor in the year, he taught Yan Wang Ningxi's "History of Ming Dynasty".

The current situation requires a choice! But until the end, he was unwilling to overturn the table. The only one who could change Emperor Yongzhi's mind was Queen Yang! Or, King Jin was also a focus. The emperor in his later years should still pay attention to the opinions of the adult prince.

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In the first month, when Jia Huan was walking around the King of Wu, King of Beijing, Wei Mansion and other places, officials in the capital were also greeting each other. A political storm was slowly brewing. The focus was on the issue of rewards for the Great Win of Mobei.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Jia Huan went to Wendao Academy to wish his teachers and friends a happy new year.

The snow on the sixth day of the lunar month has melted, and Dongzhuang Town is a little deserted. This is an education-based market town. In the residential area, there are many old ladies and old men bask in the sun at their doorsteps, and children are running and playing.

Jia Huan's carriage was parked in front of the gate of No. 49, Beiqianfang. Lin Zhiyun, who was accompanying him, took Yu'er to clean up at home. She stayed here tonight.

Jia Huan and Yun'er joked for a few words, took the servant Qian Huai, and Hu Xiaosi entered the Wendao Academy from the side door connected to Beiqianfang.

Lin Zhiyun wore a cotton jacket with green brocade, watching Jia Huan leave, and sighed in her heart. How could she not feel her husband's heavy mood recently? It might be something in the court. My husband was afraid that they would worry about these things, so he basically didn't say them.

Wendao Academy covers a vast area and has all kinds of buildings in various universities: dormitories, libraries, schools, courts, conference halls, etc. In the gentle winter, it is deserted. There are a few students who are still studying hard during the Chinese New Year.

The teacher's dormitory area is located in the east of the new campus of the academy. The four-wood courtyards are lined up and the roads are connected. When it comes to the No. 1 courtyard of Mr. Ye, the dean of the academy, the book boy was waiting outside the door.

Jia Huan followed Shutong to Xiaoxuan. Ye Hongyun was wearing a blue shirt and was sitting in a chair. On the nanmu table, the tea was swaying. He was in his forties, with gray temples, wearing a pubic head, and a literati shirt, and a slightly fat figure.

Ye Hongyun smiled and said, "I have been looking forward to Ziyu, you return to Beijing, and I finally see you today." As Jia Huan's commander, he didn't need to get up to welcome Jia Huan.

Jia Huan bowed and bowed a little excitedly, saying, "Disciple returned to Beijing from the Western Regions to see you! I wish you a happy new year and greet you."

In the winter of the eighth year of Yongzhi, he came to the academy to study. His master was Mr. Ye. The teachers of the academy were all Confucians with extraordinary knowledge and noble character. They had different temperaments, such as broad-mindedness, gentleness, and arrogantness.

That period of study was a precious memory that he could never forget in his life!

"Okay, okay, get up!" Ye Hongyun stepped forward and reached out to help Jia Huan up. He felt unspeakable. How could he forget about his days as a proud student studying? As a teacher, doesn't he just want to have students who are eager to learn?

A few days ago, Jia Huan wrote a letter from Beijing. He had been looking forward to Jia Huan's arrival. Today he finally came.

Ye Hongyun looked at Jia Huan and said, "Ziyu has changed a lot. She no longer looks like a green boy!" While sighing, she gave up her seat. The beautiful concubine came to serve tea and quietly retreated. The master and apprentice were talking about the situation after three years of separation in Xiaoxuan.

There are endless things to say, talking about the Western Regions, the academies, the classics, the poetry, and the students' experiences. The continuation of a bowl of tea and a bowl of tea. The afternoon time passes slowly! Although Jia Huan now regards Jia Zheng as his elder, he can hardly have a jealous love for Jia Zheng. His feelings for Mr. Ye are more deeply rooted in his relationship with the mountain leader.

The evening sunset is shaking around the sky, and the golden red light is short and long, soaking the academy everywhere.

Mr. Ye sighed, "Ziyu, you have come out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood in the Western Regions. Wen Yue has returned to his hometown. If he is here, he will definitely shout out loud. Ziyu, have you seen the mountains grow? The situation is not good!"

Grand Secretary Song Pu stared at the academy and launched the censor's impeachment. How could this be the beginning of the political struggle?

Jia Huan nodded in contemplation and sighed: "Sir, yes!"

The mountain chief would not tell him something. It was what Zhang Chengjian, Luo Junzi, Qiao Rusong and others said. For the personnel layout of the Western Regions, the mountain chief and the Grand Secretary of Song gave a bull.

The official position is a radish and a pit. If you divide this kind of interest cake, I will not have it. For example, Pang Ze occupied the Governor of Tochar, which made Song Pu dissatisfied. Some actions are normal!

The knots in the officialdom may not be all serious grudges. There are fewer ones like Zhang Siwei and Zhang Juzheng. The friction in daily work will also cause dissatisfaction!

Ye Hongyun looked at Jia Huan for consultation.

Jia Huan smiled and comforted: "Sir, it will be fine!" The situation he is facing now is vividly a dam, with more and more water accumulation in it. The situation becomes more and more dangerous!

However, if you don’t deal with it, the problem will always be there! He can’t escape and can only face it bravely.
Chapter completed!