On October 14th, the wind was already soaking in the cold, but because the sun came out and the clear sky seemed to be no longer as cold.

"It's a good day." Han Wen, the Minister of Revenue, took a deep breath, which was a good omen. He lifted up the corner of his robe and knelt solemnly in front of the hall.

Behind him, the nine ministers and the Taoist follow him to confront him.

Korean took out the memorials that had been prepared and began to recite them aloud. He was sixty-six years old this year. Although he was old, his voice was not weak at all. Especially at this time, he had the momentum of dying advice, his voice became louder and louder, and his words were even more words. Words like knife:

"The ruler distinguishes treason as a wise man, and the ministers as a loyal man. Moreover, the group of friends are close to the king, and the safety and danger are here...

"Eunuchs Liu Jin, Zhang Yong, Qiu Ju, Gao Feng, Ma Yongcheng, Gu Dayong, Luo Xiang, Wei Bin and others are just a trick of bewitching the emperor and making personal gains...

"I saw that the ancient eunuchs were in trouble, and they caused great trouble. The Ten Generals of the Han Dynasty and the Tang Ganlu's changes were obvious. Now that Liu Jin and others have committed crimes, if they are not cured, they will become more unscrupulous in the future, and they will suffer from the country. ...

"I hope Your Majesty will work hard and cut off your personal love. The emperor will report to the two palaces and the emperor will inform all officials to clarify the punishment of the righteous and the punishment of heaven and earth, to relieve the anger of the gods and men, to secretly eliminate the ranks of disasters and chaos, and to protect the genius forever."

Every time he read a sentence, three young scholars behind him repeated it in unison with loud voices.

After the last sentence, his voice had not stopped, and all the officials behind him had responded loudly: "I hope Your Majesty will work hard, cut off your personal love, understand the justice and punishment, secretly eliminate the ranks of disasters and chaos, and always protect the priest's career."

The sound gathered into a torrent, rushing straight into the sky, echoing over the empty palace for a long time, the sound shook the sky and shook the heart.

Both the guards and eunuchs in front of the hall changed their faces, and the timid little fire even shook a few times.

The three cabinet masters exchanged glances and were quite satisfied with this effect.

Now, I just waited for Wang Yue to take down Liu Jin and eight other thieves as agreed.

I think the emperor was young and saw that all officials were so powerful that they saw Liu Jin and others being captured again. The matter was a foregone conclusion, so they would only respond with the flow.

Their eyes were staring at the hall, waiting for Wang Yue's figure.

*

Under the back hall, Gao Feng, who had already been a little hunched, shrank two more minutes after hearing the accusation.

He leaned close to Zhang Yong beside him and lamented in a low voice: "Yande, you and I are both loyal to the task, but I have been implicated by Lao Liu and the others."

Zhang Yong responded vaguely and cursed in his heart.

I am not like you. Gao Feng, you are just obeying the orders of the Empress Dowager after the election. It seems like he has made great contributions. Bah! He is still as charming as Liu Jinqiu, just like he is gathering with Liu Jinqiu. If you fuck your confidant, why would your nephew Gao Delin ask the censor to catch the braid?

I am really wronged. My bandit suppression is really a fire and water. Don’t make a contribution on your belt. When will I rely on offering some jackals, tigers and leopards to the emperor to invite you to favor!

He stared at Liu Jin and Qiu Ju who were standing in front of him whispering. They were both troubles caused by these two things!

Although these two things reacted quickly, it was probably because of Dongchang who listened to the letter and hurriedly asked everyone to cry with the emperor. Without this crying, without Liu Jin's words, I will go to these nine ministers today The big scene is that next year and today, he may have one of his grandmother's grass on the eight graves.

Liu Jin, the old boy... Zhang Yong murmured in his heart that he also served the little emperor and could also understand the emperor's thoughts. He knew that "how can the emperor's fate come out of the palace wall" touched the emperor, otherwise he would not have been right away.

He ordered Wang Yue, Fan Heng and Xu Zhi to be arrested.

These three old guys are not good at Liu Jinqiu Ju's hands, but what about the eight of them? Zhang Yong still felt unsure and didn't know what the little emperor would do in the end.

Although Liu Jin's words are at the bottom, today's grand scene has become a clear proof of that sentence. According to the emperor's temperament, he will only hate these civil officials even more.

But today's scene of tsunami and tsunami, can the little emperor really withstand the pressure and still act according to his disgust?

Zhang Yong rubbed his eyebrows. He had military achievements at least. I guess... he wouldn't have been beheaded, but even if he was chased to Nanjing, it was not a result that he could accept.

"Military achievements from my water and fire..." He couldn't help but glared at Liu Jin and Qiu Ju in front again, and began to curse secretly in his heart.

Liu Jin in front of him did not have the military achievements like Zhang Yong, nor did Gao Feng’s contribution to his marriage. He had no credit for boasting at all.

On the contrary, he was still the "master evil" that this group of people wanted to kill him.

Liu Jin's face was so gloomy that it could drip into water.

Although Wang Yue and the three old friends have been taken down, and the words of Jiao Fang scholar have indeed caused the emperor to be furious, the memorial and this memorial are so vicious...

Liu Jin gritted his back teeth, wondering what the emperor would think.

He was chanting the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, just asking the emperor not to change his mind. His swollen eyes stared at the kissing beast on the spine of the palace. His lips moved, but he whispered to Qiu Ju, aside: "This matter is over, Korean

The old man…can’t stay.”

Although Qiu Ju's face beside him was ugly, he was not so nervous. He lowered his head, his boots pointed at the cracks on the bricks, but his strength could not be hidden from others, just like he wanted to pry it.

Hearing Liu Jin's voice, Qiu Ju paused and tweaked twice again. Fang looked over and said disdainfully: "You still need to say it? You're already checking it."

His eyes flashed. Now it was the time when the Inner Transportation Trust collected gold, flowers and silver. He spat and said coldly: "Damn it, even if there is no sew, you have to pry it out."

*

When the civil servants outside the hall began to recite the second "prophecy", there began to be movement in the hall.

A sharp and thin voice from an eunuch came from inside, "There is an order! The order is an order!"

The eight people under the corridor shook, unconsciously stretched their bodies and stood solemnly with their hands down.

The sound was delivered by the eunuchs along the way, and the inside and outside of the hall immediately became quiet.

All the officials showed joy on their faces, held their breath and were ready to meet their own victory.

The eunuch Chen Kuan, the eunuch who was circulating in the Sili Supervisor, stepped out with a stern face, stood on the steps, looked around, and said aloud "Issue" and shook the imperial edict in his hand.

There is no false text of the four characters and six characters, and the order is extremely concise, and it is more like an oral order. There is only one sentence: Liu Jin and eight others are loyal and commendable, and they will not ask for anything.

All the officials were immediately in an uproar, and Han Wen wanted to get up and run. He was old and staggered. Fortunately, the officials behind him were quick to hold him up, but he didn't care at all and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty!! Your Majesty think twice!!"

Chen Kuan's expressionless face, and when he received the imperial edict, he said loudly: "It's so that all the lords will learn that the emperor's oral orders, Wang Yue, Fan Heng, and Xu Zhi were planning to capture and investigate. Liu Jin was temporarily in charge of the Lijian Supervisor, and Qiu Juquanzhi

Dongchang Affairs.”

The shouts of officials frozen in their mouths, and the sun above their heads was no longer warm. The north wind blew into the cracks of people's bones, and there was a hint of coldness.

Liu Jin is in charge of the ritual supervisor, and Qiu Ju is in charge of the East Factory. It’s not just about being unwilling to ask!

The three pavilions had shocked, shocked, and sad and angry. However, Wang Yue was imprisoned and Liu Jin took over the rank of the ranks and supervision.

Chen Kuan had already shouted "Retreat the Court", but the censor suddenly stood up and argued, shouting "I have a copy and submitted a memorial!"

Suddenly, when I heard the sound of neat footsteps, two teams of Jinyiwei rushed out from both sides of the hall. They did not move forward to catch people, but they were standing in front of the hall and stood solemnly.

There is no movement or speech, but the expression is as cold and hard as iron. Such murderous aura will make all officials silent.

Liu Jian stared at the Jinyiwei for a while, and suddenly stood up slowly. Seeing that the Jinyiwei not far away suddenly tense, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, dusted the corners of the robe, and said loudly: "My memory, Liu Jian, the old and sick are invading each other,

Beg for bones to spend the rest of your life.”

Xie Qian and Li Dongyang were stunned for a moment, and then they all stood up and said the same words: "I am invading old and sick, and I beg for bones to beg for the rest of my life."

The three cabinet masters were both silent and resigned, and all officials were shocked.

However, before the officials could react and shout something, Chen Kuan had already taken another step forward and said loudly: "I have retreated from the court. If you have any questions, please submit a memorial."

The Jinyiwei took another step forward together.

Liu Jian stared at Chen Kuan in front of him for a long time until the latter looked sighing and avoided his gaze. Liu Jianfang withdrew his gaze and said, "Okay, I will write to a letter to beg for bones."

*

The eight people in the back hall heard "I don't ask about it" and all breathed a sigh of relief. Gao Feng was still a mature spirit. He immediately knelt down and cried and shouted "Thank you Lord, Long live my emperor". Those seven things were busy.

Then he knelt down and cried.

Then the second man, Ma Yongcheng, jumped up again, got up, and ran to the door of the East Warehouse Pavilion of Qianqing Palace while crying, saying that everyone should go over and wait for the master to come down to come and thank the emperor for his kindness in person.

The other seven people were like naughty children, and followed them in a hurry, describing their embarrassment.

But who would dare to pick up this laughter from the palace servants standing around? Such a huge Fuque could not pull these big players off the horse, which shows the holy family! In the future, the palace will be afraid that these people will be the world.

Luo Xiang, Wei Bin and others were not as quick as others, so they were faster and prepared to choose a conspicuous place to kneel down to take the lead.

Liu Jin fell behind and pulled Zhang Yong to slow down.

"According to the rules, the cabinet minister must submit a letter three or four times before he can get permission." Liu Jin lowered his voice.

Zhang Yong was a little surprised. It was not because of Liu Jin's words. It was rare that the cabinet took the initiative to resign. How could Liu Jin allow these people who wanted to kill him to write to him and drag him down? What if the emperor is soft-hearted... Hey, Liu Jin must hurry up.

The one who drove away.

What surprised him was that Liu Jin had just followed Qiu Ju and muttered to discuss why he didn't go and talk to Qiu Ju at this moment, but came to look for him.

He didn't say anything, waiting for the following text.

Sure enough, Liu Jin said: "The night is long and there are many dreams. You have to ask the emperor to decide as soon as possible."

"Yande," Liu Jin called Zhang Yong's word, which was quite heart-warming, "Long Sui Ye wants to let Lord Wang Hua enter the pavilion, you and I know this. Long Sui Ye is hard to say. Let's be slaves,

I always have to share my worries for my master.”

Zhang Yong said a lot, knowing that Liu Jin wanted to use his relationship with Wang Shouren to lobby Wang Hua to enter the cabinet and take up the position of the cabinet.

"Only one Lord Wang..." Zhang Yong pretended to look embarrassed, "The cabinet cannot be just one old man. Old Liu, I'm afraid that he will ask another master to solve his urgent needs."

This step is really good. Liu Jin glanced at Zhang Yong with praise and knew that this kid knew what he knew!

He said righteously: "Just as Yande said. I have been in the Lijian for these days, and I have a little understanding of it outside. Mr. Jiao Fang, the Minister of Personnel, talks about qualifications, expectations, and political achievements. It's time to enter the cabinet."

Zhang Yong said seriously: "It's right? Old Liu, you have a vicious eyes and you can see people accurately! As expected, Mr. Jiao is the most suitable one."

The two looked at each other, nodded silently, and then dispersed again, heading back and forth to the East Warehouse of the Ganqing Palace, silently thinking about what kind of speech to say after going to see the emperor later.

*

The first slump of Zhengde Dynasty ended in failure.

The next day, Liu Jian, Xie Qian and Li Dongyang, three cabinet masters, indeed wrote a letter to resign. Another group of censors wrote a letter to impeach Liu Jin and others.

The ministers of the foreign court continued to fight in their own way.
To be continued...