Xu Yu returned to the room, closed the doors and windows, and immediately came to the desk.

In the battlefield, it is extremely important to obtain military information at the first time, which often determines the outcome of both sides. This is the same in the officialdom. When you know the opponent's movements earlier, you can often come first.

His mentor Xu Jie was the second assistant of the dynasty and had a lot of votes in the cabinet. Almost all memorials had to be handled by him. He had already known about Lin Yanran's impeachment as early as yesterday, and it was a matter of obtaining it.

First-hand military information.

Although the boy was lucky enough to be a shitty person, Shuntian Fucheng, who was young and a fourth-rank official, was a new official in the officialdom. He shouldn't have been fooled by Xu, that boy

He can only be killed by him.

Xu Yu had a solution to the problem in his mind, and even last night, he had already made a draft of the memorials. He was worried that there would be some tricks on the outside, so he did not write them on the paper, nor did he prepare the memorials for the memorials.

Now that the emperor's oral order has been issued, he can write down his draft openly and handle this troublesome matters completely, so that the boy can understand that the officialdom is far less simple than he imagined.

"I am very careful to report to the Yan Censor of the Two Huai Rivers!

Xu Yu spread the paper and pen, picked up the pen and wrote the beginning, with a hint of smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

This young boy dared to impeach him. He was hitting an egg with a stone. I really don’t know how to write the word “death”.

Because of his clear mind, he quickly wrote the draft on the paper in one go. After writing, he also carefully polished it with great effort, striving to make this memorial the most perfect.

Then, he took a blank memorial from the bookshelf and copied it in the format of the memorial.

But suddenly, his pen stopped and his brows frowned slightly, and he always felt that this melody was not perfect enough.

squeak……

The voice of a mouse suddenly came from the room. Looking around, it was another little gray mouse. However, this little gray mouse was much more agile than the previous one, and he was whispering a dried date on the ground and flew away like a flying dragon.

Escape back to the mouse hole.

Seeing this scene, a light of inspiration flashed through Xu Yu's mind, and he immediately understood what this memorial was missing.

He thought for a moment and then picked up his pen and wrote directly on the memorial: "I have been serving as the censor for more than six years. He is famous for his integrity, but he is inevitably offended others. Now a small mistake has been made, but some people are picking on it.

, It is really a suspicion of revenge, I hope the emperor will clearly observe it!"

When he finished writing the last word, a bright smile appeared on Xu Du's face, and he seemed extremely satisfied with this unforgettable memorial.

While washing himself out, he even made fun of the kid.

Aren’t you going to impeach me? Aren’t you going to focus on my minor problems? That’s great! I will accuse you of “findness” and “using public to protect yourself.”

He gently put the wolf pen in his hand back on the pen holder, placed the undried melody aside, and then picked up the draft on the table and burned it to ashes in the stove.

After finishing everything, he returned to his desk and put the dry melody into his sleeve.

Then he gently closed the door, left the house and took the inconspicuous carriage, and went straight to the Tongzheng Envoy Office.

When I arrived at the Tongzhengsi Office, the door seemed very quiet, far less lively than in previous years.

But he knew very well that this was just the tranquility of the storm. When his mentor really started to take action, the place would inevitably be crowded and countless memorials would be sent here.

Xu Yu entered the Tongzhengsi Office and registered the list, and submitted his memorial.

From the emperor's oral order to his memorials and confession, this was a huge speed.

After Xu Yu submitted his memorial, he did not go home directly, but headed towards the Censorate.

The censor system has already formed its own system. After suffering countless losses from fighting alone, they have already realized the mystery of group battles and began to unite and work together to the outside world.

This is true. Their censors are just seventh-rank officials. If they just want to get to power, they will have to step on a few big officials to death, and they will do the job of offending big people.

If they don't join forces, they will die miserably and will not be able to withstand the thunderous wrath of the big man.

Xu Yu arrived at the Supervision Office and immediately found some "like-minded" colleagues. He was not very experienced in the Supervision Office, and he relied on his identity as a proud disciple of Xu Jie, and had a strong influence and appeal in the Supervision Office.

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Under Xu Yu's complaints and encouragement, eight censors or officials seemed very indignant. They threatened to "teach a lesson" by Lin Qingran, and a storm was about to strike towards the brightest new star of the Ming Dynasty.

As night fell, lights lit up in the entire city of Beijing.

In Rizhongfang, deep in an alley, there was a new plaque of "Lin Mansion". It was already dinner time, and a strong fragrance of rice wafted in the dining room here.

After Lin Xuran was in charge of the public security in Beijing, he also had a lot of work on hand, especially the exam period at the beginning of next month, which will inevitably lead to more likely fights.

When he was about to go to the yamen, another security incident occurred. The son and nephew of Dingguo made trouble and beat people after drinking in Dongcheng. Zhao Long led people over to capture him, but he relied on the number of people to beat him.

It's right.

Lin Qingran did not go to Dongcheng, but went home in a sedan chair. As he used to the past, he returned to the room to change his official uniform and changed into a set of casual clothes for scholars.

After washing his hands, he came to the dining room and planned to have a meal with Hu Niu who was waiting here.

Hu Niu was wearing that set of Douyu suit and fiddled with the bronze sword that had been retrieved from the City God Temple. After the restoration of Manager Wu, this bronze sword had restored its former spirit, and the stripes looked simple and gorgeous.

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Although it has been eroded by time, the blade still remains very sharp, and it is undoubtedly a sword.

"Brother, today I have the Peking duck you like to eat!"

Hu Niu was playing with the bronze sword in her hand. When she saw Lin Weiran coming in from outside, she immediately said with a crisp voice.

Lin Weiran's eyes fell on the table. Sure enough, there was a plate of fragrant Beijing roast duck, which was full of color, fragrance and taste. But when facing this delicacy, he did not have too strong appetite.

Huh?

Ali was sitting at the dining table next door for dinner, but she found that Lin Weiran was in a bad mood. Her beautiful eyes looked at the man in confusion, and she faintly revealed a hint of concern.

"Brother, give it!"

Hu Niu naturally saw that his brother's face was inappropriate, and he obediently picked up a piece of roast duck leg to show comfort and encouragement. His beautiful big eyes were carefully observing his brother's reaction.

Lin Qingran forced a smile, but his eyebrows were still frowning, and he looked worried and was eating absent-mindedly.

"Brother, is it because Xu said you are not good, so you are unhappy?" Hu Niu is a person who can't hide his words. She was still indifferent when she delivered the most delicious duck legs to her brother.

It was a caring guest asked.

While speaking, her eyes were staring at Lin Weiran seriously, full of concern, and seemed to have already determined that this was the answer.
Chapter completed!