The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 172 Officials and Censors

Han Shiyan couldn't help but frown as he looked at it. The study was very stuffy, and the strong smell of incense seemed to be marinating everything in the room, making people dizzy.

He stretched out his hand to stop the official, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand.

He looks to be about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair, and he has a somewhat spiritual air.

Noticing Han Shiyan's gaze, the old Taoist priest nodded at Han Shiyan, and then advised the officials, "The weak overcomes the strong, softness overcomes strength, and calmness restrains. Officials should not be angry, and cultivation of the mind is the first priority."

The official held the inkstone's hand and put it down.

Seeing that something was wrong in the study, the old Taoist priest touched his beard, shook his head and walked out.

Before the officials could speak, Han Shiyan took the lead and said, "Cultivate your moral character and rule the country to bring peace to the world... Officials are obsessed with ghosts and gods..."

After hearing this, the official couldn't hold it back. He grabbed the inkstone and threw it to the ground. He pointed at Han Shiyan's nose and cursed, "I am your uncle! Why did you try to help that person named Gu?" As a woman dealing with the Gu family, have you ever thought that I am your uncle? Have you ever thought that Gu Junan is Fushun's husband? "

"You want to be a loyal minister of the Great Yong Dynasty, but do you know who you are loyal to?"

"Han Shiyan! My own son who I hold in my mouth is afraid that he will turn into stone. He is looking forward to my death. If I don't die, he will kill the king and commit rebellion. Why, do you think that the nephew you hold in your hand now wants to draw a sword and point it at me? Do you still have any conscience? ?"

Han Shiyan looked at the official family quietly without flinching at all.

"Does exposing fraud in the imperial examination mean that I am drawing a sword against you? Did you reveal the question, or did you accept the "Picture of Distant Mountains"?"

"Shi Yan's conscience is worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of Dayong, and even more worthy of his uncle."

"If my uncle thinks that I brought Li Dongyang to the main hall just to care about Shiwei, then he is looking down on me! If I don't expose this matter directly in the morning, what does my uncle think? It's like the previous weapons-breaking case and the tax-bank case. , Canglang Mountain massacre case is just like mud, whitewashing peace?"

"Yes, Shi Yan does have his own selfish motives."

The official seemed to have finally seen the dawn of victory, and looked at Han Shiyan mockingly, "Not yet! I was right!"

Han Shiyan looked at Guan Jia with burning eyes and saw that he was a little scared.

The official raised his hand angrily and pointed to the pillars on the side, "You're going to bump into it! Your Yushitai always likes to threaten people by bumping against pillars, but you're going to bump into them! I've already asked people to wrap up all the pillars in this hall. Come on! You might as well try it!"

Han Shiyan didn't smile at all, "Isn't it selfish of me that I didn't reveal in public that "Pictures of Distant Mountains" is hanging in my uncle's private treasury?"

The official's mind was buzzing and his face was red!

He was so angry that he wanted to grab the paperweight on the table, but when he saw that the transparent jade was a relic of Ou Song, he stopped thinking immediately!

"Is it possible that I should thank you more?"

Han Shiyan shook his head and said, "No need. Maintaining the majesty of the monarch is also the responsibility of the ministers. Uncle, only by cutting out the rotten flesh can new flesh grow! Is a false peaceful age really what you want?"

"The emperor advocated it from above, and the ministers followed it from below."

"Do you want the whole Yong Dynasty to follow the example, and everyone will do nothing, turning a blind eye to suffering and injustice, good people will not be praised, bad people will not be punished, and the people will never see the day of justice?"

"Do you still want the laws of our Great Yong Dynasty to become a laughing stock engraved in history books and stone tablets like the seventy-seven and forty-nine family rules of the Gu family?"

Guan Jia fell back in anger, his hands were trembling and his lips moved as he wanted to say something.

But then I heard Han Shiyan say, "Who dedicated the "Picture of Distant Mountains" to his uncle? Did he know the test questions, or could he get the test questions, and how much benefit did he get from dedicating the treasure map? , No one in this world understands it better than my uncle!"

"Shi Ban stood in the main hall every day, waiting to see the Gu family destroyed, waiting to see the person who leaked the story go to the execution ground!" The official sneered, "You are not allowed to go to court early, so what do you do?"

"Watching the officials eradicate the giant beetles from the Yushitai!"

"What if I drive you out of the Yushitai?"

"Waiting in front of Kaifeng Mansion for the truth to come out!"

"I will drive you three thousand miles away!"

"Even in that tomb, my innocent soul must see the official kill the person who presented the treasure!"

The official took a deep breath and pointed at Han Shiyan with a trembling finger, "You are threatening me!"

If he doesn't let Jiang Boyu and Wang Yihe investigate the case thoroughly and punish the Gu family...then Han Shiyan will ignore his face and directly tell the world that "Pictures of Distant Mountains" is in his private treasury!

"you you you……"

The official rushed to Han Shiyan in three steps. He raised his hand to slap Han Shiyan, but found that his height was far inferior to the person in front of him. He jumped up in anger and slapped Han Shiyan directly on the forehead. superior.

Seeing the blood on his body, he was startled for a moment, remembering old things, then slowly lowered his hand, and then let out a long sigh.

"Get out of here!"

Han Shiyan cupped his hands and raised his eyes to look at the officials, "I resign!"

He opened his mouth to say something else, but the official cursed, "Shut up! Get out!"

Han Shiyan raised his eyebrows and walked out silently without saying anything.

He walked to the door and saw Grand Master Jiang Boyu standing aside waiting. He then looked at Wang Yihe standing behind him, saluted them both and then strode out quickly.

Wang Yihe looked at the eye-catching red color on Han Shiyan's head and moved his lips slightly. He looked at Han Shiyan's retreating back and silently withdrew his gaze.

There are many ways to be a minister, from treacherous ministers to sycophantic ministers and loyal ministers... Of course, there are also straight ministers who would rather die as a martyr!

He followed Taishi Jiang into the official's study and bowed silently.

"You guys came just in time. The person who leaked the problem is Zhu Youjin. Let's handle it impartially! Jiang Qing, on the other hand, the Gu family... just passed the difficult times. After all, this world belongs to Cheng'er in the future. Shi Yan is so unreasonable and unsophisticated. I don't understand. I’ve worked so hard, but what should I do?”

Grand Master Jiang Boyu smiled gently and said, "The official family should be happy. Han Yushi is a direct minister! A lonely minister is the one!"

"Although Han Yushi has an upright temperament and fierce methods, his loyalty to the official family and Dayong are obvious to all."

Jiang Boyusi spoke slowly and took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the official. The official took it and wiped the blood on his hands.

"As for the Gu family, last night Gu Junan was arrested by Wu Jiang and sent to Kaifeng Mansion Prison. Did Princess Fushun come to plead with the officials? The princess is filial and well-informed, so she won't embarrass the officials!"

The official's eyes were lowered, and his expression was a little dark, making it difficult to figure out what he was thinking.

Neither Jiang Boyu nor Wang Yihe were surprised by this, and they both stood there quietly with their eyes lowered and their hands lowered.

(End of this chapter)