Debate is both a matter of skill and timing.

When Sun Long chose to accuse Lin Weiran of slandering, Lin Weiran naturally made a request for investigation.

This move not only demonstrated his loyalty, but also successfully linked the scissors with the intention to murder the emperor, which caused the nature of the Chongwen Sect conflict to completely change.

As long as Lin Weiran did not fake the scissors, the focus of this matter was to investigate the matter and the behind-the-scenes instructors who intended to transport hundreds of scissors into the city.

When Sun Long heard that Lin Xuran was going to do this completely, he couldn't help but panic, and explained honestly: "Your Majesty, here... there is a batch of goods sold into the city for others, and among them...

There may be scissors, but the young man did not intend to murder the emperor. This is a misunderstanding!”

As he said that, his head pounded on the floor to show that what he said was true.

The matter was already clear. In the court shopping that the Inner Officials brought to the city this time, there was already a batch of goods from others, and the hundreds of scissors were one of the products of others.

For the palace, scissors are naturally a kind of control product. But for the people of Beijing, this is a must-have thing for every family and is one of the most popular products.

Why!

When Huang Jin heard this, he looked at Sun Long with a grudge.

Since we are going to design Yu Lin Weiran, we have to do things without leaking them, rather than giving people such a big handle. What kind of goods are not good for these others to transport, but they just transport hundreds of pairs of scissors. Isn’t this a mess?

Chen Hong and Sun Long have never dealt with each other, but they did not miss this opportunity. They immediately put in trouble and said, "Sun Long, no matter whether what you said is true or not! You dare to use the guise of purchasing the sacrifices of the Huode Xingjun Taoist Temple for the Emperor,

He brought goods into the city for illegal merchants, but I don’t know who was rampant under the name of the emperor?”

Faced with this accusation, Sun Long seemed to realize something and his face turned pale.

Although Jiajing is old, he has always defended his emperor's dignity and realized that he had deceived Sun Long, but he asked expressionlessly: "Sun Long, who allowed you to bring private goods into the city?"

"Your Majesty, I know I'm wrong, please forgive me!" Sun Long knew that he had shot himself in the foot this time, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Huang Jin looked at Sun Long kneeling on the ground, but shook his head gently, saying that he was really "stupid".

Jiajing's eyes closed slowly, but he always adhered to a set of principles when dealing with things, but he ordered lightly: "Drag on,... and kill the stick!"

"Your Majesty, please spare me! You're so lucky! I really didn't want to murder the emperor!" Sun Long's tears fell like a kite with a broken string, and the tone changed, and he knocked heavily on the ground.

Beg for mercy.

But he could no longer grasp the key points. In fact, everyone knew that he would not murder Jiajing, but using the power of the internal officials to smuggle goods for others, he still made such a big noise, which was already angering Jiajing.

Sun Long was taken away by the guards who came up, and his crotch was already wet.

"Your Majesty, please spare me! Please spare me!"

Sun Long looked at Li Jiajing getting farther and farther away, and knew that his vitality was getting smaller and smaller. At this moment, he felt extremely regretful. He should not be involved in the political struggle in the court, nor should he use such a clever cleverness with all kinds of flaws.

Lin Weiran, who was kneeling on the ground, saw Sun Long dragging away from him, and couldn't help but swallow and spit.

Although he was considered to be in danger this time, he still felt a little embarrassed when he heard the proficiency of Jiajing's word "killing a stick" and looking at Sun Long's experience.

The internal official who was still alive just now fell from heaven to hell because of the two words Jiajing, and he felt the terribleness of imperial power more truly.

But he really couldn't feel much sympathy for Sun Long's experience. If he hadn't caught the existence of scissors in the goods, he still didn't know if he could survive this disaster smoothly, or even dragged it out.

This Minister of Revenue.

Jiajing was like dealing with a disobedient cat and dog, and his tone seemed to be gentle: "Lin Aiqing, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Lin Qingran saluted respectfully, then stood up with his kneeling legs.

Two bead curtains were pulled up, but Jiajing was still leaning against the head of the bed and said leisurely: "I know it is not easy for you to take charge of the Ministry of Revenue. If you can do it with peace of mind, I will definitely not treat you badly!"

After so many times, he also knew that finding a qualified Minister of Revenue is not easy, and an excellent Minister of Revenue like Lin Weiran is hard to come by.

Since Lin Xuran did not despise the emperor's power this time, he did not necessarily pursue Lin Xuran, but should treat Yang Bo with so much favor.

"I thank you for your compassion. I will do my best to share your worries for you!" Lin Qingran knew that he had survived this disaster safely and immediately responded with loyalty.

Jiajing nodded with satisfaction, and said with a slight silence in his words: "The clouds are in the blue sky and water are in the bottle, you go down!"

"I will leave, long live my emperor!" Lin Qingran did not understand the profound meaning of this statement very well, but he saluted respectfully and left the tunnel.

When he left the room and walked towards the door, a layer of cold sweat had already erupted on his back.

Whether in the court or in this palace, you need to be extra careful. Especially in this Jiajing Dynasty, the life of this eunuch is not worth much, and the lives of their civil servants do not become very noble.

Leaving from Wanshou Palace, he did not go to Wuyi Palace, but headed towards the palace gate and walked alone on the palace road.

Sun Long's scream came from behind the palace wall. Lin Junran suddenly thought of the officials who were killed by Zuoshunmen, Yan Shifan, who was killed in the western city that day, and also thought of him asking King Yu to be appointed as the emperor because of a memorial.

Guo Xiyan, an official of the Ministry of Rites who was executed as the crown prince.

If we talk about the most dangerous period of Ming officials, it would be this Jiajing Dynasty, which was constantly fighting.

Sun Long's screams suddenly disappeared, but Lin Qingran stopped and turned to look at the Wanshou Palace built by Xu Jie and his son, who was bathed in the afternoon sun.

In the square in front of Xiyuan Palace, the sun shines dry here.

Lin Fu kept guarding the palace gate with the sunshine. When he watched Lin Weiran appear, his face was filled with ecstasy, and then he confirmed seriously: "Uncle Nineteen, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Lin Xuran responded reluctantly in response to his concerned gaze.

When Lin Fu heard this answer, he was relieved and said angrily: "That Hai Rui is the elm's head, so he should really kill him!"

"The root of it is not him!" Lin Qiran said with a different opinion.

Lin Furuo realized what he realized: "Uncle Nineteen, you mean..."

"Our movements need to be faster, we can't always be so passive!" Lin Xuran knew very well that he had scissors to make a fuss, but he made an authentic decision.

Lin Fu knew what Lin Xuran was referring to, and a light flashed through his eyes and nodded solemnly.
Chapter completed!