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Chapter 321 Analysis

Suiyuan.

Although it was late at night, Suiyuan tonight was a little restored to its appearance a few months ago. It was brightly lit and the sound of "popping" mahjong slapping the table from time to time.

Four people sat next to the mahjong table in the side hall, Qian Yuan, Xu Wei, Zhu Dashou, Sun Jian, Tao Dalin, who had the best card skills, was not allowed to serve, and Wu Dui, who was worried, seemed ordinary but a little listless.

"Anyway, I'm on vacation tomorrow, so let's sleep here tonight." Qian Yuan touched the card, rubbed his fingers and threw them out, "The whiteboard... I've been a little bit amazing in recent days, and things have been going on."

After thinking about it, Qian Yuan turned to look at Tao Dalin, "I'll give Bomao a message tomorrow and tell him not to make trouble."

According to the example, a new Jinshi cannot be directly admitted to the Censorate, but he can be admitted to the sixth subject. However, there are very few people in this subject, with only three or four people, including Lin Run and Xian Yuan.

Xian Yu was too young, but he liked to make fun of him again, and his ears were a little soft, but he was taken into the academy by Tao Dalin many years ago and treated him like his father and brother.

Tao Dalin nodded, "I went to find him at noon today...Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the court is full now..."

Before he finished speaking, but everyone here knew what was behind. Today there were no less than ten memorials impeached Dong Fen, the Imperial College Supervisor. Tsk, now Li Shiyan is majestic in the court, and he responds with one call.

Well, this may be the goal that Li Mo wanted to achieve... But unfortunately, this is not the result of his own efforts, but the help of his opponent Yan Song, and perhaps Xu Jie.

"So it's all one link after another." Xu Wei threw out a young chicken in displeasure, "It's not a trivial matter to host the ritual of fasting and sacrifice. Choosing hosts, props, magic tools, and texts requires preparation in advance... I've read the Qingci essay he wrote before, and this time I'm afraid there will be a ghostwriter."

"Yan Donglou." Tao Dalin said: "First throw out Shen Kun's murder case and forced him to resign. The next day, Dong Fen's statement was overwhelming the long text and won the praise of His Majesty."

"Touch!" Xu Wei snatched the three cakes that Sun Jian threw out, "If it weren't for Zhan Cai... believe it or not, I'll write ten consecutive articles, overwhelming him!"

"Be careful, Wen Chang is a bump in Hu." Qian Yuan's hand is a fool, and there is no Shanghai Mahjong, so he simply picked up the cards from the pond and put them out. "When we left Xiyuan, the cabinet released news, two memorials impeaching Dong Fen, the Imperial College Supervisor, and another dozen letters came in a series of more than a dozen letters in the afternoon."

"There must be some troubled waters, or a bad brain, but the two memorials that were temporarily sealed last night..." Xu Wei only had a card left in front of him. He held it on the table with his backhand and said casually: "So, there is no such coincidence, it is carefully designed from beginning to end."

The six people present, except Qian Yuan and Xu Wei, all their faces changed and changed. They all said that the political struggle between the court was fierce, and the court situation was very mysterious. I didn't expect that a murder case could be so deeply involved.

Qian Yuan was thinking in his mind, and he didn't know if Lin Run found out whether it was a coincidence that Shen Kun's murder case was found. This person should not be a member of the Yan Party.

But the problem is that Lin Run is from Fujian, and all the events began with a new Jinshi from Fujian and a fellow villager of Li Mo.

Lin Run had only been in the Sixth Century for a few days, and he was not from a family of officials, so the mark of Fujian people became the focus of public opinion.

After that, it became natural. Shen Kun resigned and returned home. According to the principle, the one who took over as the Imperial College Priest was the deputy Imperial College Priest General Dongfen. Siye had two people, but the other position was now vacant.

But after Shen Kun wrote a letter to resign, a censor of Kedao immediately impeached Dong Fen... And with the clever arrangement of Yan Song and his son, it happened that Dong Fen was rewarded by Emperor Jiajing for his writing.

At least in the eyes of Emperor Jiajing, he had already given Li Mo a warning last time... ordering Dong Fen to be the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple. This time, after the reward in the morning, Dong Fen was impeached in the afternoon, which gave him a big slap.

This trick is a bit like himself... Qian Yuan muttered in his heart, and was urged to play a card casually.

"It's so bad!"

Xu Wei opened the card that was buckled on the table, "Bump Hu, mix it with one color, single hanging... I'll do it."

At this time, someone pushed the door and coughed twice.

"Uncle." Qian Yuan stood up with a dry smile. He told Qian Zheng before that he and his friends were in Suiyuan to discuss the important matters.

Everyone stood up to salute, Qian Zheng's face was not very good-looking. Now mahjong has become popular all over the country. It is said that Qian Yuan has already gained the nickname "Mahjong Master".

"Wen Chang, pour tea and use Mingqian Longjing." Qian Yuan diligently helped his uncle to sit in the main seat, "Uncle, those two?"

Qian Zheng nodded, "I've found out clearly."

Xu Wei came over with a teacup and explained to others casually, "The first two memorials to impeach Dong Fen."

"Yan Song's person?" Sun Jian whispered.

Tao Dalin shook his head, "It is unlikely...at least it should have nothing to do with the Yan Party on the surface."

Qian Zheng slowly looked at the six people before whispering: "Tang Kang, a native of Yangzhou, a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Jiajing, a Censor of Shanxi Dao of the Censorate; Wu Zhenxiang, a Jinshi in the 17th year of Jiajing, a native of Ningguo Mansion in the 19th year of Nanzhili, and a minister of the Ministry of War."

The side hall was silent for a while, and from the perspective of the open, there was nothing to be seen.

Qian Yuan tilted his head for a while and smiled and said, "Uncle, what else can I say together."

Qian Zheng smiled and nodded, "These two are ordinary, but there is one in their resume. In the 29th year of Jiajing, Tang Kang was transferred from the Ministry of Personnel to the head of the Ministry of Personnel from the Ministry of Personnel, and Wu Zhenxiang, who was released from the outside, was transferred back to Beijing to the Ministry of Personnel as a minister. They were all transferred last year."

have to!

Just like Qian Yuan thought, it was not visible on the surface, but the hat was still tightly clamped on Li Mo's head.

In the 26th year of Jiajing, Li Mo returned to Beijing to serve as the Right Minister of Personnel, and later transferred to the Right Minister of Personnel. In the 29th year of Jiajing, he was directly promoted to the Minister of Personnel. Although he was defeated by Yan Song in the 30th year of Jiajing, he made a comeback and entered the Ministry of Personnel again.

It has been ten years since now, even a pig should be built by the Ministry of Personnel without any leakage!

Qian Yuan couldn't help but guess in his heart that these two people should have been selected long ago, and he didn't know whether the one behind him was Yan Song or Xu Jie. Well, maybe one of them was responsible for one.

"And..." Tao Dalin suddenly remembered something and said softly: "In the 11th year of Jiajing, Li Shiyan was demoted from the capital, and he was the co-magistrate of Ningguo Mansion, and Wu Zhenxiang was also from Ningguo..."

Sun Sheng, whose father Sun Sheng was also in the Ministry of Personnel for many years, said indifferently: "I remember that Li Shiyan's niece is from Ningguo, and his surname is Wu."

Qian Yuan immediately made a judgment that Wu Zhenxiang should be the responsibility of Yan Shifan.

"Okay, tonight I'm just letting everyone see... Tsk tsk, a big show." Qian Yuan stood up and clapped his hands, "But it has nothing to do with us."

"Writing long, just go and fight Yuan Wei, don't cause trouble for Dong Fen for the time being. In addition, the green words are written, but the gods should not move the text."

"In addition, Brother Junze, wait a little longer. Maybe the turn will come soon. Even if the Ministry of War does not have a chance, at least the Ministry of Personnel has a position."

Qian Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at his nephew, either comforting, reminding, or encouraging. He did not have such treatment back then. He was tortured for several years before he could see the direction of the Qing Dynasty's stroke. Even now, he could not make such accurate judgments.

To put it simply, Qian Yuan is increasing cohesion for the small circle of Suiyuan Scholars tonight.

To put it bluntly, tonight Qian Yuanchi (naked) put the analysis of political struggle in front of everyone. He hopes that everyone can get rid of the bookish spirit on their bodies as soon as possible...

Because Qian Yuan had roughly calculated that Yan Song retired about the 40th year of Jiajing, Yan Shifan was killed and the Yan party was destroyed.

Later, Xu Jie came to power, but he retired in the second year of Longqing. During this period, he recommended Gao Gong to enter the cabinet, killed Hu Zongxian, and recalled Zhao Zhenji. It is calculated that Emperor Jiajing may die around the forty-five years of Jiajing.
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