Wanli Xinming

Chapter 413
The winter of Wanli 15 will be colder than all other years.When Shen Yiguan left the residence of the Deputy Prime Minister, his beard was quickly frozen with ice from breathing.

The air is filled with the smell of soot, with a rustic pungentness, like a big soldier that Shen has always looked down upon. He is so reckless that he often can't tell the left and right, but he also has a sense of threat to his life.

A few guards in Jinyi stood on the street not far from the gate of Shen Shixing's mansion. Their red clothes had some black dark lines, which looked like dried blood from a distance.Shen Yiguan frowned, and wanted to go across the street, away from these people.

As a result, the group of people not only did not see the trembling of the civil servant, but looked at him with disrespectful eyes.

Shen Yiguan didn't want to get entangled with them, so he quickly walked a few steps.At the same time, he searched the street with his eyes, and scolded his housekeeper to death in his heart—why didn't he arrange a sedan chair to wait outside Shen's mansion?

One of the group of red clothes on the street suddenly called out loudly: "Shen Shilang?"

Shen Yiguan was taken aback at first, then reacted, turned around and ran towards the gate of Shen Mansion.In the fuss, he didn't realize that the corner door that sent him out just now had been closed, and the servant who usually stood outside the door had disappeared.

Those red clothes folded their arms in their arms, and watched with great interest as Shen Yiguan ran to the corner door, knocked on the door with his hands, and shouted Shen Xiang, but there was no intention to stop him.

Shen Guanyi yelled a few times, and the panic on his face gradually turned to despair.He cried and beat the hammer a few times weakly, then turned to face those red clothes, with a wry smile on his face.

A man wearing a small flag uniform in red couldn't hide the sarcasm on his face: "Shen Shilang, my commander is here to invite you, and the sedan chair is ready for you—shall we go?" After finishing speaking, he After waving to the alley, Shen Yiguan saw his housekeeper running over with a bearer carrying his usual small sedan chair.

At the same time that Shen Yiguan was "invited" to the National Security Bureau, a manhunt had already begun in the capital.The gangster Du Liu was found out when he was leaving the city in a dung truck. He thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that he was just notified to be a witness at the National Security Bureau, which made Yi Leyao heave a sigh of relief.

Even though Hongbao Layman hid in Shen Maojiao, he was still pulled out.Shen Maoxue appreciated his talent, and planned to rescue Zhang Sixiu, the royal family of Zhongxing County, but was told that Tang Xianzu, a master of opera who was in the county prince's mansion, was arrested by Jin Yiwei because of his close relationship with Tu Long.

All of a sudden, the capital was silent, and the officials and the people were shrouded in the coercion and fear brought by the imperial power again. The last time such a large-scale arrest was made was when the emperor fell from his horse and Zhang Wenming was assassinated. People who didn't know what happened asked one after another. Earth-shattering event.

When Shen Yiguan entered Wang Tong's signing room, he saw the person sitting on the main seat reading a book.This person has a fair face and straight back, giving Shen Yitong the first impression of a gentle gentleman.

But the well-combed gray beard and hair gave this "gentleman" a strange charm, like a poisonous snake with "black texture and white stripes" entrenched there.

Although the Ministry of Punishment and the National Security Bureau often have business contacts, this is the first time Shen Yiguan has seen the director of the bureau who is still called a "commander" by his subordinates, because Wang Tong does not participate in court meetings and does not communicate with courtiers on weekdays.

My own minister often saw Wang Tong in the meeting room of the Hall of Martial Arts, but he never said that his appearance was short or long when he came back, and even frowned when he heard the name.

The person at the main seat was reading the book quietly, and did not respond to the report on what "Shen Yiguan brought".The man pointed his mouth at the chair on the east side, motioning for Shen Yiguan to sit on it, while he sat down on the opposite chair.

Shen Yiguan sat quietly with a pale face, as if his mind was wandering away.Wang Tong was still reading quietly, occasionally turning a page, or taking a sip from his teacup.

After a while, he suddenly read aloud: "Try listening to a certain minister, I can't do something. Why? I don't know the details of something, the internal and external connections of something, and the law of something. Only with humility It is not difficult to leap from 'sensibility' to 'rationality' and 'deduce' it."

"Master Shen, have you ever studied His Majesty's "On Practice"?"

Shen Yiguan was stunned, cupped his hands upwards, and replied: "Of course you have to read it over and over again, don't dare to forget it."

After listening to it, Wang Tong put down the book and picked up another booklet on the table.Open one of the pages and read: "We swear to be at odds with Jiangling. We should bear the great expectations of the world, uphold the integrity, uphold the righteous way, and uphold the holy will. If you delay the exam, you will open up the way, and you will abolish the whip and comfort the gentry and the university. And following the Tao, we will establish ourselves with meritorious deeds, and respect the ideals of the sages. This oath. Heaven, earth, ghosts and gods will learn from it."

There was no blood on Shen Yiguan's face, and his eyes lost focus, and he felt dizzy.

Wang Tong said in a slightly sarcastic voice: "This subject in the second year of Longqing is amazing, and there are some 'gentlemen'."

"Zhang Wei, Zhao Zhigao, Shen Sixiao, Tian Yijun, practicing Confucianism, and Wu Zhongxing from the fifth year of Longqing, I heard that you are called the 'New Seven Sons'—where do you plan to put Principal Wang Fengzhou?"

Hearing Wang Tong talk about Wang Shizhen, Shen Yiguan showed some vitality on his face, and said in a timid voice: "We form an association, but the poetry and prose are harmonious, and there is no other intention."

Wang Tong's expression was broken and playful, and he stretched out his voice: "Is it—?"

"Yes."

"It's very good. The ready-made pen and paper, Shen Shilang, please think back to where you have sung in these years, and who else attended the party, is that okay?"

Shen Yiguan's face turned green and pale for a while, and he struggled and said, "I'm a third rank. You can't detain me unless you follow orders."

Hearing what he said, Wang Tong's face became serious, he got up and went to the table, opened a sandalwood box, and took out a scroll with both hands.

In Shen Yiguan's unbelievable expression, Wang Tong said seriously: "There is a purpose."

Shen Yiguan and Qian Shi sitting opposite him knelt down together, and listened to Wang Tong's decree: "Today, the Metropolitan Procuratorate has reported to the Criminal Department that Shen Yiguan, the left servant of the Criminal Department, secretly plotted a secret affair with the Crown Prince Shaobao Wang Tongna. This is it. October 15, 26th year of Wanli."

After Wang Tong announced the decree, he combined the imperial decree and said with a sneer, "Shen Yiguan, what else do you have to say?"

Shen Yiguan was sweating profusely, and said in a trembling voice: "I have nothing to say." Then he felt a groan, and put his hands forward, "I'm already here, please ask me."

Wang Tong looked at Shen Yiguan, saw him bow his head and said nothing, he pondered for a while and signaled his subordinates: "Since Shen Shilang is showing that he is not afraid of boiling water, please invite him to the execution room."

An unbelievable look appeared on Shen Yiguan's face again, "Wang Xizhi, do you want to punish the third-rank civil servant? Do you know that the instigator has no descendants?"

Wang Tong's face was bulging, and he sneered, "The imperial decree ordered me to ask, what fear do I have?"

(End of this chapter)