The next morning, it was just dawn, and the leaves of the little banyan tree growing on the roof still had dew drops left.

Dongjiang Mi Lane seemed to suddenly wake up, and teams of official sedan chairs appeared here. Hot white steam was rising from breakfast stalls on both sides of the street, making it very lively here.

Lin Qingran took a sedan chair and arrived at the Ministry of Rites on time. Since Li Chunfang stayed in Xiyuan last night, today's Dianmao was still under the presidency of him, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites.

At the right time at the time of Mao, he went to the second hall of the Ministry of Rites, and all the officials here had arrived.

They are all from the officialdom, so they are naturally more informed than ordinary people. They already know that Lin Weiran was stabbed in the back by Qin Minglei.

Although many people denounce Qin Minglei assertive, they have to admit that Qin Minglei was able to turn on an imperial edict many years ago to attack Lin Weiran, which is also an extremely powerful character.

Many people guessed that Lin Xuran was in trouble this time, but they didn't know whether he was transferred to Nanjing or was directly removed from office and went home. They also sighed in their hearts that the struggle in the court is really changing.

The most dazzling official star in the year is about to die.

The doctor of the host and guest department, He Bin and other officials were whispering, with a worried look on their faces. However, when they saw Lin Xuran appear suddenly, they respectfully bowed to Lin Xuran and said: "Greetings to the master of the ministry!"

Affected by this incident, the voice of kneeling down is obviously weaker than in the past, and some officials even planned to separate themselves from Lin Xuran.

Lin Weiran, wearing a third-rank official uniform, raised his hand and let the officials get up from the ground as usual. Then he sat on Lin Fu's chair and said to the official holding the roster: "Let's name!"

The official who called the name responded respectfully, and Lin Fu also brought tea cups to Lin Qiran.

Since Lin Qingran severely punished Qin Minglei's confidant Li Si, if there were no special circumstances, no one in the officials of the Ministry of Rites took leave lightly, especially in Dianmao, which Lin Qingran presided over.

The official named quickly completed the counting and presented the list of flowers and said respectfully: "Linbutang, the subordinates have completed the verification, and today only the host and guest officials Meng Yi are absent!"

When the officials heard that someone was absent, they had mixed reactions.

Liu Zhongda, the doctor of the Essence and Food Department, knew that Meng Yi was from He Bin, the host and guest department, and He Bin was from Lin Qiran, so he wanted to see if Lin Qiran would favor and shelter him so as to find an opportunity to put him in trouble.

Lin Weiran frowned slightly, and asked He Bin with a teacup, "Dr. He, do you know why Meng Yi was absent?"

"Report to the master of the tribe, yesterday the envoy of the Batangas tribe teased the dancer without following the rules. Meng Yi happened to be present and angrily stopped him. As a result, there was a fight between the two sides. Although Meng Yi injured the two of them, he

His eyes were also damaged, and the officials had already approved his three-day leave!"

He Bin first looked at Lin Qingran in confusion. This matter had been reported when he was about to go to the yamen yesterday. Although he didn't understand why Lin Qingran asked, Shangguan's thoughts were not something he could guess, but he just honestly said it again.

When the officials heard that Meng Yi was absent due to this, they resented the entourage of the South Asian envoys who did not abide by the rules, they also expressed their understanding of Meng Yi's absence.

Lin Weiran took a sip of tea without comment, but looked up at Ambassador Zhao in the Huitong Pavilion and asked: "Amistant Zhao, is this the case?"

"Report to the master of the Ministry, what the doctor said is that this is because the two entourages of the Batangas envoy teased the dancer, so Meng Yi took anger and asked the master of the Ministry to forgive Meng Yi!" Ambassador Zhao was serious and said

He bowed.

Liu Zhongda, the doctor of the Essence and Food Department, knew that the Nanyang mission was the first political achievement promoted by Lin Qingran, and he took advantage of the Nanyang mission, so Meng Yi was probably in trouble.

Facing Ambassador Zhao's explanation, Lin Xuran immediately said coldly: "Forgive Meng Yi? You are the one who should be held accountable!"

When the officials heard this, they knew that Lin Xuran was trying to point the finger at Ambassador Zhao. But there was nothing wrong. After all, Ambassador Zhao was responsible for the meeting and the conflict there was also a lot to blame.

Lin Weiran's face was filled with anger and gently poured tea water on his face. He scolded Ambassador Zhao and said, "Meng Yi is a scholar, and he will suffer a loss when he takes action! Please give me more of the yamen runners in the future, if we really do this here.

If you take action, you will make them tough no matter what. You have to bear everything. You must not let the people here suffer a loss!"

The voice was not loud, but the tone was very correct, which moved the officials who came to the hall.

Just thinking that this Shangguan was about to fall, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: What a great Shangguan, but poor to leave the Ministry of Rites soon.

"After officials know that they are wrong, they must follow the teachings of the master of the ministry!" Ambassador Zhao's eyes were slightly moist, and he honestly admitted his mistake.

Lin Qingran took a sip of tea and knew what kind of virtues the indigenous people in the South China Sea were. Confucius's trick was not as good as his fist, so he ordered He Bin: "Meng Yi was injured in his official duties, and his medicine fee was recorded in the Ministry of Rites' accounts.

Then, someone else sent him two old hens and gave him seven days off!"

"Sir, please obey the order!" He Bin responded respectfully and loudly when he heard Lin Xuran be so polite to a clerk below.

There is usually nothing important about Dianmao, especially Lin Shiran is temporarily hosted by Li Chunfang, so many times he always says goodbye to leave.

Lin Weiran looked up and saw a ray of sunlight dyeing yellow the roof of the Ministry of Rites lobby. He handed the teacup to Lin Fu next to him and said to the officials present: "If everyone has nothing to do, then go back to their respective offices to work hard.

Go!"

The officials exchanged glances and left honestly.

However, He Bin and Longchi Middle-aged officials made an appointment to stand on one side of the hall and watched the other officials leave here.

Liu Zhongda, the doctor of the Essence and Food Department, looked at it. Although he was curious about what they wanted to make, he left here in a regular manner. After all, he was Qin Minglei's man.

When Lin Xuran saw the abnormal behavior of He Bin and others, if he did not rush to leave, and when the staff were dispersed, he would directly ask: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

In the officialdom, the most important thing is to support the backer, and Lin Weiran is already their backer.

He Bin and the middle-aged officials of Longchi exchanged glances. He Bin took the initiative to stand up and bowed: "We admire the sentiment and talents of the master of the ministry. Now the master is attacked by villains. We are willing to listen to the master of the ministry and help the master.

Get through this difficulty!”

After these days of time, they were also impressed by Lin Xuran's attitude and ability to do things. Now that Lin Xuran is about to fall, they choose to stand up and want to help Lin Xuran overcome this difficulty.

Lin Qingran looked at the officials with a little surprise and recorded them all, but asked with a smile: "How do you plan to help the Ministry?"

"We can jointly submit a memorial, or... I will take responsibility for the adults!" He Bin looked at the other officials and immediately made up his mind to say authenticity.

Lin Qingran understood He Bin's subtext. The former was willing to submit a memorial to him together, while the latter was He Bin's willingness to become the "scapegoat" of this incident.

In the current officialdom, it is very rare for He Bin and others to achieve this level, and it is even more deeply touching.

Lin Qingran sighed inwardly, looking at them seriously and said, "I, Mr. Lin, appreciate your feelings! But Qin Minglei stabbed me in the back... I'm afraid I can't even stab me to death. You can just go back and do your business with peace of mind!"

this……

He Bin and others looked at each other, but their eyes were obviously filled with disbelief.

After all, the impeachment of Qin Minglei was not aimless, and there was news that the emperor was already furious. Even if he did not directly dismiss Lin Junran, he would be demoted to Nanjing without any punishment.

Now Lin Xuran said that it was nothing, and the bigger thing was to comfort them, but to take on this matter with all their might.

"If this matter is delayed, don't blame me for showing mercy to you!" Lin Qingran stood up and said to Tu Yiying, the priest of the temple, again: "Dr. Tu, the dragon banquet is coming soon,

You must make arrangements!"

Every year on Dragon Boat Festival, the emperor invites all officials to have a banquet.

Of course, in the current Jiajing Dynasty, many things were abandoned by the emperor's obsession with the cultivation of mythology, and this year's Dragon Boat Festival is probably the same. However, the palace has not said that the banquet will be over, so the preparations should be made by the priests of the Ministry of Rites.

It is impossible not to do it.

"Sir, please obey the order!" Tu Yiying heard that it was this important matter and immediately saluted respectfully.

"It's all gone!" Lin Weiran left a sentence and left the second hall directly.

After all, this place was not his office. He just came here to temporarily preside over Dianmao on behalf of Li Chunfang, and was also heading towards the lobby, intending to return to his left minister's signing room.

"What should we do?"

"Mr. Lin doesn't want to harm us!"

"Let's listen to Linbutang, we'll all be dispersed!"

...

Officials such as He Bin and Tu Yiying watched Lin Weiran leave, and conducted a brief exchange with concern on their faces.

They did not believe that Lin Xuran had nothing to do, and they just thought it was because Lin Xuran wanted to save face. But they had no good idea, so they left temporarily, and the joint memorial to plead for mercy could only be temporarily postponed.

Lin Shiran was actually very moved by the behavior of He Bin and others, but finding He Bin as a scapegoat was not his way of being an official, and the joint letter of the officials such as He Bin and others will only make things worse. The current emperor

He is an arbitrary person.

If pleading for mercy is useful, then there would be no bloody case of Zuo Shun's clan, and his master Xia Yan would not be beheaded in the East City.

It was also coincidental that he met Qin Minglei who was hurried in from outside in the main courtyard of Liyayaya. Qin Minglei had a clear smell of alcohol on his body.

It is obvious that the right minister of the Ministry of Rites was too happy last night and drank too much wine at the banquet, which caused the time to go to the yamen today.

"Mr. Qin, it's early!" Lin Qingran naturally did not choose to hide, but instead greeted him with a smile.

Qin Minglei was about to walk towards his right assistant minister's office. When he looked up, he saw that it was Lin Weiran. A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he was an old man in the officialdom after all, and he quickly returned to normal and responded as usual: "So it's

Linbutang, it’s so early!”

"Mr. Qin, although Master Zhengtang handed over the Jiaofangsi to you in charge, he doesn't have to stay overnight in the Jiaofangsi often. And it's not a good thing for father and son to play with a daughter together!" Lin Qingran stood there, keeping his face on his face

Smiling and said authentically.

Qin Minglei originally thought it was ridiculous that Lin Qingran was in charge of his head, but when he heard the last sentence, his whole face immediately turned red like a pig's liver, and he looked at Lin Qingran angrily and said, "It's you!"

When he woke up this morning, he found that he and his son were sleeping naked together. He thought it was because of drinking, but listening to Lin Weiran's words made him think a lot immediately.

Although the current officialdom emphasizes the holy family, if such gossip news spread in the capital, and if he did occasionally stay overnight in the Jiaofangsi, his reputation would definitely be bad.

"Mr. Qin, don't just stab someone in the back, be careful... the yellow bird is behind!" Lin Qingran lowered his voice and said a sentence, and left quietly.

Qin Minglei knew that Lin Qiran was so slutty this time that he was so ugly that he spat in the direction where Lin Qiran left, and cursed with resentment on his face: "Boy is still rampant, I think you can be rampant for a few days!

”

If he had expected it was right, the emperor's imperial edict for accountability would have been issued in these two days.

Xiyuan, Wanshou Palace.

Xu Jie, wearing a python robe, walked in lightly and respectfully kneeled down to Jiajing, who was on the bench above, saying, "I pay homage to the emperor, long live my emperor!"

"I'm flat!" Jiajing, wearing a blue Taoist robe, was holding a bamboo tube in his hand and said lightly to Xu Jie.

Xu Jie gave another thank-you gift, then stood up from the ground and said, "Thank you, the emperor!"

Jiajing was holding the secretary Pan Maoming, who was the Nanyang Inspector Lin who was branching with the world, and asked straight to the point: "Xu Aiqing, Yang Bo submitted a memorial to resign. What do you think about this matter?"

Yang Bo actually planned to retreat to advance, so he naturally would not delay it. He did not report to the Ministry of War early this morning, but instead sent the resignation memorial to the Tongzheng Department.

After seeing this memorial of the Minister of War’s resignation, the Tongzhengsi sent it to the palace as soon as possible.

Xu Jie had already learned about this in advance. When he heard the emperor's inquiry, he knew that Yang Bo's weight in the emperor's mind had indeed dropped a lot. He hesitated and immediately responded: "The Criminal Department gave the person to the police.

Although some of the matters about Zhang Yue’s impeachment of the Ministry of War are indeed true, they are exaggerated. Please think carefully!”

Jiajing did not intend to let Yang Bo resign. He thought for a moment, but asked, "Gemaster Xu, what do you think if Yang Bo and Jiangdong's positions were transferred?"

Jiang Dong, the current Governor of Xuanda, is a talented man who can run alongside Yang Bo. His qualifications and reputation are not weak. He has served as Minister of War and Minister of Revenue in Beijing.
Chapter completed!