Yu Jun

Chapter 306
Civil servants have always been unusually sensitive to current affairs. They can see through superficial grievances, simple false accusations, and the aspirations of the sacred heart, and are aware of all the entanglements within them.

Military power is the order of the country, and the survival of the country is closely related. Now that the war in Kuanzhou has been decided, the emperor, as the master of the people, naturally wants to be cooked by lackeys.

As for the deeper reasons, they dare not speculate. They may or may not be able to find out, and no outsiders will know.

But they didn't expect that the Imperial Academy would be deeply involved when Mo Lingfeng was imprisoned.

The emperor used the King of Wei as his sword, and the King of Wei used the little attendant Qi Chang as bait, and hooked two fishes - Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin.

Everyone looked at Wu Jin with ambiguous eyes. They didn't know whether Wu Jin woke up and drew a clear line with Mo Lingfeng in the morning, or defended Mo Lingfeng.

At the fifth watch, the sound of court drums sounded from the city tower, and the gates on the left and right made dull noises. At the same time, several palace lanterns reflected each other, breaking through the darkness and lighting up the way to Zichen Hall.

When the third drum sounded, the official and military flag schools entered first, lined up in formation, and stood majestically on both sides. Hundreds of officials came out of the waiting courtyard and lined up neatly in front of the Ye gate.

Wu Hongzhe staggered and came in a hurry when the bell rang. He was followed by an entourage carrying a wat bag. As the Prince of Jiyang walked towards the palace gate, he snorted coldly: "Old Wu, if you really can't do it, just beg." Skeletons, lest they can’t even lift a wat tablet.”

"If you have the ability," Wu Hongzhe panted and stood in the right class, "you can also ask someone to get it for you."

He held several positions in the Privy Council and was busy with official duties, so he had a wat bag to carry the wat board. He used to carry it himself. After his sixtieth birthday, the emperor allowed him to bring an entourage to carry the wat bag.

The Prince of Jiyang County glanced at Wu Jin, who was standing in the left class, and sneered: "Some people are so young that they can't even lift a wat board, so why not get out of here as soon as possible."

Wu Jin stood among the civil servants in the left class. He had not slept all night. There were two black spots under his eyes and his feet seemed to be floating.

He glanced at the Prince of Jiyang, and before he spoke, the censor who was observing order looked over. As long as Wu Jin made the slightest move, he would write down his unethical behavior.

The prince of Jiyang County said "haha" twice and listened to the sound of the whip, then he closed his mouth, walked across the imperial bridge, and stood in front of Danchi in front of Zichen Hall.

Wu Jin raised his head and looked at the Zichen Hall. It was obviously a place he often visited. Today, due to his different mood, he felt a little strange.

Above Danchi, the imperial guards wearing armor, with solemn faces, stood with their swords in hand, fulfilling their duties to guard the emperor.

In the middle of the Zichen Hall, there is a golden platform for the emperor. Surrounded by fans, umbrellas, chamberlains, and imperial guards, the emperor climbed onto the golden platform, and his face shone brightly. He was holding a pearl of wisdom, in the posture of a dragon and a tiger. Hundreds of civil and military officials are in the eyes, and the country and the people are in the mouth.

The sound of the whip was so loud that Wu Jin almost thought that the whip was hitting himself - he had been standing in the court for so long, feeding the people, but it was of no use.

The two squads of officials on the left and right moved forward together, with the civil officers heading north to the west and the military attachés heading north to the east. Zong himself formed a squad and entered the palace ahead of the civil and military squads.

The morning court on September 30, 22th year of Yuanzhang began.

Today's court meeting is also different from the noisy ones in the past. There are no officials entering or leaving Beijing, and there are no records of important border affairs. Even the detailed affairs of the court are not cleaned by officials.

In the silence, Wu Jin suddenly left work, holding an ivory wat board in his hand, changing his previous frivolity and walking steadily.

The two groups on the left and right looked at each other with different eyes. The prince stood at the head of the civil servants, frowning, guessing that Wu Jin wanted to plead for Mo Lingfeng, and sighed secretly - it is a pity that this man destroyed the Great Wall himself.

The King of Wei was ranked first among the military officers, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he already knew that Wu Jin would stand up for Mo Lingfeng.

Even the emperor leaned slightly and looked at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin showed no fear on his face and acted calmly. He walked towards the golden platform step by step and knelt under it.His forehead touched the cold gold brick. At this moment, the darkness and ruthlessness of the entire court came over, tempting him, wooing him, promising a high position, promising a thousand fortunes, promising a perfect life, and made him give up. Stupid decision, just like this.

The crow-winged futou on his head shook slightly, as if shaking his head at him. The scarlet court clothes on his body restrained him, trying to tie his hands. The large belt, brocade ribbon, jade pendant and jade necklace around his waist fell to the ground, trying to let him down. He couldn't straighten up.

He put down the wat tablet, took out the memorial, and said in a loud voice: "I have the memorial written by Wu Jin, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy."

The emperor looked at him with a hint of excitement.

He saw that the black gauze on Wu Jin's head shimmered, the official robes had golden light, and the jade belt had splendor. These are the things that scholars in the world dream of. What choice should Wu Jin, a trapped beast, make?

"Precise play."

"As a minister, I would like to accuse Your Majesty of being unclear, unkind and unfair."

He was calm and made a sound, but in the court, there was a sudden thunder that crackled into everyone's ears.

On the golden stage, the emperor's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed the armrests of the throne with both hands, eyes wide open, and gritted his teeth as he stared at Wu Jin.

unknown!Not kind!Not right!

Six words intertwined into a steel knife, peeling off Mingjun's skin, and slashing from the chest to the emperor's backbone.

In the main hall, thunder raged and dark clouds covered the ceiling. Outside the main hall, the clouds began to clear and the fog dispersed. The sun moved the shadows of flowers. The morning light poured in from the door of the hall, illuminating the figures in the hall. They were anxious, frightened, and clenched their hands in cold sweat. Dare not move or speak.

Only Wu Jin looked as usual, his hand holding the memorial did not shake, his voice did not tremble, and he continued: "For those who don't know, your Majesty is close to the clan and not to political affairs. The land is the most important thing for the country. Your Majesty indulges the clan and embezzles it." At the foundation of the country, the prince of Jiyang County is the chief culprit. He is ignorant of learning, inherits the favor of the emperor, plays with power, and is corrupt and excessive. As a result, the people have no land to cultivate, food prices are skyrocketing, and there is endless corruption everywhere.

The prince of Jiyang County begged and donated more than [-] hectares of people's land. When his ministers came to Beijing from Ningzhou and Shuozhou, they saw deserted villages with only tenants, hugging each other and crying. It was a scene of political devastation and people's abuses, leading to ruin!

Why did Lord You and Li perish?It allows people to be disloyal without knowing it, and the people are distracted without hearing it! "

When he heard the word "fall", the emperor's face turned livid, the veins on his neck popped out, and his nails dug into his palms. Looking at Wu Jin's bright eyes, he suddenly felt creepy.

Presumptuous—presumptuous! !

To shut up!

But he couldn't tell Wu Jin to shut up, otherwise he would be convinced of these six words.

It is common for candle wax to drip on the lamp, and such a slight sound becomes clearly audible. The waiter who should have stepped forward to extinguish the candle has become a wood carving and clay sculpture, and does not dare to step forward.

The green smoke exhaled by Jin Suanni was shaking, the candlelight was shaking, the courtiers were shaking, and the whole hall seemed to be shaking.

The Prince of Jiyang County straightened up, shaking off his fat body, walked out of the right class, and shouted: "Wu Jin! Shut up!"

He knelt down with a plop and said urgently: "Your Majesty, this man's heart is not right. Because he has personal affairs with General Mo and has old grudges with his ministers. He also wants to leave his name in history, so he has come up with this strategy to slander your majesty and his ministers!"

Wu Jin said: "I have evidence of the ten crimes committed by the Prince of Jiyang, and they are kept in the thatched cottage. Your Majesty can send them to Dali Temple to take a closer look."

(End of this chapter)