"Absurd!" In the Yangxin Hall, Zhu Yijun threw the report on the kang table and looked directly at the several important ministers with their hands and bows lowered.
Pan Sheng, the academician of the East Pavilion of the Political Hall, Chen Ju, the minister of the palace, Wang Zhiyuan, the imperial censor of Zuodu of the Duchayuan, and Wang Tingzhan, Yin of Shuntian Prefecture, all bowed and remained silent. Zhu Yijun took a sip of tea and asked: "Jianfeng, you all
The Procuratorate has done a good job on the case, but Han Bixian is already suspected, so why not bring him to justice? What can we do if we don't let this ugly person celebrate the New Year?"
Wang Zhiyuan said in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty said that. I never thought that he would commit suicide. I had been studying and thinking in the courtyard before, thinking that it would be too late to interview Han Bi after the New Year, but I didn't expect that such a big mistake would arise.
I am guilty."
Zhu Yijun stared at Wang Zhiyuan. If he hadn't known from the Internal Affairs Division of the National Security Bureau that this man was honest and self-reliant and never asked for official duties, he would have had to give him some color this time.
The position of Zuo Du Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was equivalent to that of a senior official and chief prosecutor in later generations. He held a high position and had to be an incorruptible person. Zhu Yijun felt a little frightened at the thought of removing Wang Zhiyuan and having to find a successor.
After Ge Shouli, the imperial censor of Zuodu, retired in old age, Chen Yan succeeded him. Although Chen Yan was honest and capable, his body could not bear the high-intensity work of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He was bedridden within two years of working, so Zhu Yijun had to transfer Hubei Governor Wang Zhiyuan first.
In the capital, he first served as the Minister of the Ministry of Finance for a period of time, and then became the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. In the tenth year of Wanli, after Chen Meng begged for his bones, Wang Zhiyuan took over as the Censor of Zuodu.
For Zhu Yijun, the selection and appointment of officials like Wang Zhiyuan have become completely arbitrary - Zhang Juzheng has no longer recommended such matters in recent years. This person was chosen by himself, and his tolerance for mistakes is higher.
Wang Zhiyuan escaped the disaster, but was severely criticized by Zhu Yijun and fined three months' salary.
Then Zhu Yijun looked at Chen Ju and asked: "How is the investigation by the Internal Affairs Department?" Chen Ju whispered: "On the day Han Bixian died, he went to the Prince of Jin's Palace, Ninghua County Prince, Zhao Xian, Minister of Rites, Yang Wei, Minister of Culture and Education, etc.
A high-ranking official came to pay New Year's greetings, and they were all led into the mansion to sit for a while - it is currently unknown who their superiors are."
When Zhu Yijun heard that there was also King Jin on the list, he frowned and said, "Is there anything unusual about Zhu Minchun?" Chen Ju bowed and said, "We haven't detected anything before, and we have sent extra personnel to keep an eye on it." Zhu Yijun nodded.
With the gradual implementation of the reform, Zhu Yijun's control over the country became more and more profound, and the majesty of the emperor became stronger day by day. Today, Yangxin Palace casually asked the King of Jin, and all the important ministers present felt cold in their hearts.
Chen Ju said again: "Your Majesty, now that Han must be dead, it may be difficult to know who in the court is involved in the 'robbery case'." Wang Zhiyuan heard sweat on his forehead again.
Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Tongtong: "Tell me, can you find that Ma Bin?" Wang Tong replied: "Your Majesty, Ma Bin has been prepared for a long time. Although he is drawing shadows and figures now, if he lives in a secluded corner, it will probably take a short time.
Hard to find. And—"
After a pause, he said, "I think that Ma Bin's identity is that of a low-ranking official. At most, he can contact Han Bixian, and he may not know what happened above."
Zhu Yijun sneered when he heard this and said: "Not necessarily! Some high-ranking officials in the court today are very approachable. I heard that in some high-ranking mansions, you don't need to hand over your name to enter them. As long as the door package is big enough, roosters and dog thieves can still get in.
Home."
"There is also a group of people who give him hundreds of dollars to polish his pen and get a letter, which can be used by the requester in a certain place to do something, interfere in official affairs, or start a lawsuit, and it will be full of ugliness!"
"Nowadays, there are actually intermediaries in the capital, which are specially designed to serve local people who come to the capital for special business. They make a career out of introducing certain people to work in the field of worship, and make profits from it."
"As for what you said about Ma Bin, the little magistrate cannot enter the high gate. In fact, he looks down on these people. These people only have money on their foreheads, how can they care about their dignity!"
The more Zhu Yijun talked, the more annoyed he became. He stared at Wang Zhiyuan and said coldly: "Wang Zhiyuan, does the Procuratorate know about these things?"
Wang Zhiyuan looked embarrassed, shook his head and said, "If the emperor hadn't mentioned it today, I would have never known about it."
Zhu Yijun picked up the tea bowl on the Kang table, took a sip of water, slapped the tea cup on the table, and said angrily: "This kind of cancer is going to start a new court. The national affairs and the law have become the barriers for him to exercise power and make money! If not Once it’s cleared up, the country will collapse in just a moment!”
Then he looked at Pan Sheng and asked, "Shui Lian, does your political affairs hall know about this?"
Pan Sheng lowered his head and looked at the gold bricks on the ground, and said carefully: "The Prime Minister has never said this in the political hall before, but I know something about it. After Shao Boti was stopped at the execution ground, I also talked about the robbery case with some colleagues. Someone said this This kind of thing. I thought that in all dynasties, there was a lot of gossip, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. Please forgive me, Your Majesty.”
After saying this, Pan Sheng bowed to the ground. Zhu Yijun nodded without comment, then looked at him and said: "According to Mr. Shuilian's knowledge, how can we prevent such things?"
Pan Sheng pondered for a while and then replied: "I think it is impossible to 'forbid'. Some of the people who ask for permission to visit me are paid to do things as the emperor said. But most of the officials in the court have fellow countrymen, the same year, the same major, etc. , but it’s just some kind of affection, writing notes and saying hello is unavoidable. I think that the emperor has issued an explicit edict to prohibit it, and the Procuratorate will keep an eye on it for a period of time, find a few 'models' and attack a few, so as to curb their unhealthy tendencies. That’s it.”
Zhu Yijun was noncommittal after hearing this, with no expression on his face, and the Hall of Nourishing Heart fell into silence.
Pan Sheng gritted his teeth and said again: "The emperor just said that this kind of people 'start a new court', I think it is a little too much. This kind of people are just doing business and enjoying small profits - the imperial court strictly prohibits this. But, it’s not enough to ruin the country’s affairs.”
Zhu Yijun pulled down the corner of his mouth, changed the subject and said, "Is Mr. Zhang feeling better?" This question was asked to Sun Long, who was standing in the corner of the room waiting on him.
Sun Long hurriedly bowed and echoed: "Reply to the Emperor. I went to visit you before going on duty, but before I could reply to the Emperor. Mr. Zhang can already walk. He had two bowls of porridge for breakfast, and his complexion is much better. But - —"Stop and say nothing.
Zhu Yijun frowned, glanced at everyone in the Yangxin Hall, and then asked: "But what?"
Sun Long hesitated for a moment, then replied: "My slave asked Director Li. Although Mr. Zhang's hemorrhoids were healed, he was still leaking pus and blood. Director Li said it was probably an ulcer. Chen Shigong spent a long time exploring and found tiny particles in his intestines." Being tired and drooping may be a symptom of 'loss of glory'."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt like thunder in their ears. The so-called "swelling" and "loss of glory" both mean cancer, which cannot be cured by medicine or stone. Zhu Yijun frowned when he heard this, sighed repeatedly, and got down from the kang. Walk around in circles around the house.
Pan Sheng's voice was choked, and he suddenly knelt down and whispered: "Your Majesty, after hearing this news, I can't control myself... Please forgive me, Your Majesty..." Unable to continue speaking, he shed tears. Come.
Zhu Yijun's eyes were also red, and he stretched out his hand to lift it up. He sighed and said: "I am also shaken, not to mention you and others. Although the old gentleman treats me as a monarch and a minister, he is a good teacher and helpful friend!" After saying this, he sighed sadly.
After saying that, he turned around and told the people in the room: "The old gentleman's physical condition must not be leaked outside the Yangxin Palace. Sun Long, please go immediately and instruct Li Shizhen and others to strictly abide by the confidentiality system!"
Sun Long hurriedly bowed and agreed, immediately went out to implement it, and asked Wei Chao outside the palace to go in and wait on him.
Pan Sheng was trying to collect his feelings when he heard this. His heart skipped a beat and he fell silent. Hearing Zhu Yijun's instructions to Wei Chaodao who entered the door, "Mr. Sir, the pillar of the country, his responsibilities and responsibilities are no small matter! Let the medical school investigate carefully.
Take good care of it and don’t neglect it!”
Although the Wei Dynasty did not know what was going on, he could tell from Zhu Yijun's words that Zhang Juzheng was in poor health, so he hurriedly bowed and agreed. Then Zhu Yijun had no other thoughts on his mind and ordered the ministers: "We'll be here today, let's disperse."
While the ministers were digesting the news of Zhang Juzheng's serious illness, they bowed and resigned. Pan Sheng gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Your Majesty, please keep this in mind." Zhu Yijun glanced at Pan Sheng in surprise, nodded in agreement: "
Then Mr. Shuilian, please stay."
Wang Zhiyuan's heart pounded a few times, but his face showed nothing, and he followed Chen Ju and others out of the Yangxin Palace.
...
After Wang Zhiyuan left the palace city and returned to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he was restless, wondering where he could go to work. After getting off work, he got into his carriage in the dark and hurried to Hufang Bridge.
The head of the Zhang Mansion's porter thought that Wang Zhiyuan was here to visit Zhang Juzheng and said, "Master General Xian, the Prime Minister is still in the hospital."
Wang Zhiyuan said: "I'm here to see Zhang Jingxiu, please go in quickly and report." The gate officer quickly let him in and ran in to report. Zhang Jingxiu came out to greet him. After Wang Zhiyuan entered the door, he asked without even saying a word: "Respect
Xiu, are you at home?"
Zhang Jingxiu said in surprise: "Because my father has recovered well these days, he went out to socialize today, but is there something wrong?"
Wang Zhiyuan said solemnly, "Let's talk in the study." Zhang Jingxiu was taken aback, hurriedly stepped back and took him to Zhang Juzheng's study.
Wang Zhiyuan sat down, and the servants waiting in Zhang's study served tea. Wang Zhiyuan walked in a hurry, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said: "I came today and took on a relationship that warrants dismissal from office."
Zhang Jingxiu was even more surprised and hurriedly asked what was going on. Wang Zhiyuan's eyes were a little red, and he stared at Zhang Jingxiu and said: "That Sixiu is confused! Now that the Prime Minister's Mansion is Long Enxuanhe, there is no need for him to do anything to pay homage! The emperor is nourishing his heart today.
In the palace, I mentioned that the trend of visiting the capital is now prevalent, and I intend to clarify it. If the successors do not restrain themselves, they will inevitably affect the reputation of Enxiang after his death!"