Emperor Yongzheng

Chapter 144: Playing in funerals, Yun Zhi cuts off his position and returns to Kyoto Academy for punishment
The three brothers Hongshi, Hongli and Hongzhou transported Yunxiang's body back to Prince Yi's Mansion in the north of Pichai Hutong that night.At this time, violent winds and snow filled the capital, and there were only more than 100 servants in the Yunxiang Mansion. They were decorating the mourning hall, designing the memorial tent, and removing auspicious features from the mansion, while notifying their close relatives and friends.Yunxiang did not have the official Jin Dynasty, and the two side Fujin families, Ning and Cha, had never been in trouble and could not get on the stage.Hongxiao just cried until he was in a daze and couldn't solve anything.Fortunately, Li Wei came later.Although he had many friends in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Household Affairs, he called his attendant Geshha over and ordered: "You all go out and call for people. These people are old and have funerals, so they said what I say: There is a fire and smoke in his house." I don’t care if the house collapses. If you say no, it’s because you think it’s snowy, and your friendship with me will end.” He took out a handful of cut pieces of paper, with their names and addresses written on them, and distributed them to everyone.He himself was not afraid of hard work. He called several of Yunxiang's housekeepers and ordered the door gods to be deceived. The red lights and candles were changed to plain colors. The fire in the main room was removed, and then the funeral bed was placed. A long lamp was lit in the west of the main room. Under the eaves, a spiritual shed was built next to the hot water room.He also ordered the housekeeper, "Just move your white paper, white curtains, and white ruler-headed silk to the east chamber. Wait for help to come and ask them to do it. If you are messing around like this, the people who are offering sacrifices will come up at dawn." I can't even prepare a hat of filial piety." As he spoke, his head and face were covered with snow, and he walked to the eaves of the main house and kowtowed to Brother Hongshi and Hong Xiao, and said: "Third Master, Fourth Master, Fifth Master and Seventh Master! Invite everyone I will go and kowtow in front of the Thirteenth Master. Please ask the Seventh Master to accompany the three distinguished guests in the funeral shed. I will let you take care of the outside affairs. Your butler here has nothing to do. As for the royal sacrifices and the court funeral rites, then It’s a different set, with Old Prince Cheng’s cooking. There’s also the Department of Etiquette, and there’s no room for error.”

"Okay, we listen to you," Hong Zhou pulled Hong Xiao, who was crying sadly, and the four of them followed Li Wei to the entrance of the hall and knelt down on the grass in front of the evergreen lantern.Li Wei shouted "Condolences!" The interface burst into tears.The four brothers knelt on the thatch and were all startled. They knelt down and went to mourn.Hongxiao had just cried; Hongshi was in a daze, still confused about what happened tonight; Hongli couldn't cry when he saw everyone in a mess; only Hongzhou had tears and nose ready, so he blew them away A handful, muttering words in his mouth, crying in a measured and orderly way, as if singing.Li Weilue cried for a while, held back his grief, stood up, and said, "Sir, please get up and sit in the tomb. The slaves will deal with small matters outside. Just come in and ask for instructions on big matters."

The four of them entered the mourning shed that was airtightly surrounded by linoleum and thatch, and they had to admire Li Wei's ability to do things.Half of the room has been opened to the north of the tea room. Four straw thatches are spread on the hot ground dragon. A low table is placed in front of each straw thatch. In addition to the four treasures of the study, there are also a few delicate dishes. Although it faces the mourning hall, The door was open, but a charcoal fire as tall as a person was lit under the shed, and even the wind blowing into the shed was warm.Across the fire wall to the south is the tea room. The water vapor in the tea basket is coming along the wall. It looks clean and not dry. As soon as we sit down, a butler has already twisted a hot towel and handed it to each person to wipe their faces.Putting down the towel, a bowl of hot oil tea was brought up again.Hong Zhou took a sip of tea and couldn't help but praise: "Good! Take care of yourself with all your courtesy and sorrow. Copper pot and iron brush, Li Wei is unambiguous in his work." Li Wei looked at the people busy outside in the lights and snow, wondering. He looked a little melancholy, coughed a few times, and said: "I am a minister, and more importantly, the emperor's domestic slave. The Thirteenth Master treated me with great kindness when I was alive. This is exactly what I owe you when you use me." Masters, please do your best. It’s a pity that my body is broken..." As he spoke, tears burst out from his eyes. When he saw his butler coming in, he asked, "Have all the people you invited arrived?"

"That's almost it. Everyone who took the note is here." The butler's face turned green with cold, and he wiped his nose and said: "Only five or six were not at home. They said they went to Prince Cheng's Mansion to enjoy the moon and have wine, but they didn't come back. Next. When I went to Prince Cheng's Mansion, I saw it was busy and the prince was also there, so I didn't dare to go in and call for help."

The four brothers couldn't help but were stunned. Yunzhi was ordered to preside over Yunxiang's funeral. They were all there when the edict was issued. How dare he go back home to eat wine and enjoy the snow!Besides, Yunxiang had just lost his temper, and as an elder brother, he was too tolerant.A trace of displeasure flashed across Li Wei's face, his brows raised, but he said: "It's as much as you get. Some of the senior officials came to do errands in the house, and the junior officials did errands outside. Li Wei asked them to please, I will be busy this night, and the saint will come up tomorrow to offer sacrifices. When it is over, I will reward you all." Hongli saw a large group of people coming in from the open shed, one after another, kneeling in front of Yunxiang's spirit and kowtowing. Every one of them was Covered in snow, he said: "Li Wei, you don't need to wait here, get a few scriptures, and our brothers will copy them while keeping vigil. You should also meet these people - I took these 2000 taels of silver notes, and some of them are not missing. The official is here, give them some subsidies." Li Wei didn't refuse, took the banknote, thanked him for the reward, paid a thousand dollars and went out.

The four brothers stopped talking. At that time, a senior attendant brought in several copies of the Diamond Sutra, and they each copied the sutras. Until Wei came up in the middle of the night, each of them had more than a dozen pieces of paper, and they were all lying on the grass thatch. Even if I fall asleep, there is no need to elaborate.

Just after dawn the next day, a burst of firecrackers woke the four people up.When he sat up and felt dazed, Li Wei coughed and hurried in, saying: "Please get up, gentlemen. You Mingtang and others from the Ministry of Etiquette are here, and they have carried the posthumous title and title plaque written by Long Live personally. I have to welcome you."

The four people hurriedly came out, and Hongli looked at his watch. It was not even half past time, and the heavy snow like goose feathers was falling one after another, but the wind had stopped.The whole courtyard was filled with people, who were cleaning with brooms and snowboards. Along the side room, there were piles of snowmen of boys and girls as high as six eaves. Li Wei, wrapped in a heavy fur, directed the snowmen to be draped with red and green confetti.A group of drummers were sitting under the shed on the north side of the gable in the east wing. There was also a stick fire. There were wine, vegetables and refreshments on the table. Seeing the four of them coming out, Yunxiang's housekeeper hurriedly shouted: "Fire the cannon and play the music!"

In an instant, the drums and drums were playing in unison, and the crackling firecrackers exploded under the eaves of the main room, filling the air with gunpowder smoke. During the music, Li Wei quickly came over and held Hong Xiao with both hands, saying to Hong Shi and the others: "You guys just wait in front of the Thirteenth Master to pick up the sign..." Then he came out with Hongwan, Hongxiao, Hongsheng and Hongjing, a group of close brothers from the clan.At this time, the tens of thousands of firecrackers hanging at the gate also went off at the same time. Looking from the funeral shed, six pairs of tall snowmen stood on the ground. Hundreds of servants and officials invited by Li Wei to help with the funeral were all wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning hats. The mourning stick stood solemnly.Snow is falling in the sky and falling on the house. The main house is covered with white curtains and white buildings, and paper flower and spiritual flags are hung tightly under the eaves of the main house.Li Wei worked all night, turning Prince Yi's Mansion into a world so white that it couldn't be seen to the bottom.The three brothers were thinking wildly, and the sound of drum music outside gradually approached. Four eunuchs were carrying a dragon pavilion niche. Prince Zhuang Yunlu, Zhang Tingyu, Ertai, and Fang Bao all followed each other into the main hall with white cloths on their heads and hemp belts around their waists. hospital.You Mingtang, the Minister of Rites, walked at the front holding the imperial edict and sacrificial inscriptions in both hands, until he stood at the foot of the stone steps in front of the eaves.When Hongli saw Hongshi and Hongzhou standing in a daze, he quietly tugged at the skirts of their clothes, and the three of them knelt down on the straw mat.When Hong Zhou peeked at the tablet, he saw it said:

Loyal, respectful, honest, diligent, prudent and honest, wise and virtuous, Prince Yi is taboo, Yinxiang No.13 God King

It seems that Yongzheng wrote the book again in the early morning, and he was very energetic.You Mingtang held the edict and stood upright in front of Yunxiang's bed. He watched Hongxiao, Yunlu and others take out the tablet of the god and place it. He bowed to Yunxiang's body, walked to Yunlu and said, "Sixteenth Master, You know that my relationship with the Thirteenth Master is unusual. Please hold this edict for a while, allow me to be bold, and kowtow to the Thirteenth Master first. My heart is feeling like a knife, and I can hardly stand still."

"I know." Yunlu took the edict, "You should do the same. Just don't cry. Once you start crying, Fang Baoheng, Chen Ertai and the others can't help it, and I can't listen..." He wiped his tears.

You Mingtang bowed to the Changming lamp, took some clear oil and poured it in. Tears rolled down his face. He knelt down and kowtowed. His whole body was trembling violently, and his two claws were clinging to the wet cracks of the bricks. Digging in the ground, but not daring to make a sound.Hong Zhou hurriedly said to Hong Xiao: "Hurry up and help Mr. You, come to our shed and ask him to speak louder. Doing so will hurt Mr. You."... Hong Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, stumbling. After being helped into the mourning shed, You Mingtang, an old official from the Ministry of Rites, never dared to speak out. Only his intermittent suppressed cries could be heard outside.Only this makes it even more heartbreaking and sad.When Li Wei saw Fang Bao hiding his face and speaking out, he hurriedly said loudly: "Joy!"

The music immediately started to play loudly, which immediately alleviated the sad and depressing atmosphere in the mourning hall.Yunlu walked up to Hongshi and the others and said, "Licheng, get up. There is too much moisture in the ground." He then said, "The third brother did a good job. They are all ready. The colorful coffin will be here soon, right?" The emperor will bring him here in person." Hongli and Hongshi didn't say anything, but Hong Zhou said: "Uncle San didn't even come to Dianmao all night, I'm afraid he's still drunk! Everything here is all Li's. Wei took care of it all by himself, but there were not enough manpower, so Li Wei worked hard all night long. At the loss, we are still brothers. If we were foreign ministers, I don’t know what would happen!"

"He didn't come all night!" Yunlu was shocked and then furious, "He said he would come over to take care of us, and told us to just discuss things at Hengchen's place, and I'm sure we won't miss the business here. Could it be that he got sick when he returned home? Or else he fell to death on the horse?" Hong Zhou grinned when he heard this, looking like crying and laughing at the same time, and said: "Tell Uncle Sixteen, the third uncle must have had too much wine. Yesterday, it was Fujin who was on his side. Her birthday is not yet 30 years old, she looks like a little girl, and she is so smart that she can write poems and lyrics——" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Even if the sky falls, he will not ruin her fun!" Just as he was talking, Hong Zhou stopped talking when he saw Yunzhi leading people to carry the colorful coffin and a small cart of borrowed straw entering the second gate.Yunlu pretended not to see it, turned around and went into the funeral shed to persuade You Mingtang.

Yunzhi was indeed drunk last night.He originally said that he would just click on it when he returned home, but Fujin on the other side had a few newly composed songs that he wanted to perform, and he insisted on polishing them.He had just come back from the garden, and it was hard to tell Yunxiang's bad news at the birthday banquet. The snow was falling heavily in the sky, so he couldn't think of any excuses. Instead of having a few drinks together, he got excited and drank some wine. Reciting poems, listening to music and enjoying the snow at night, I forgot about Yunxiang's funeral.At this moment, seeing that everyone had arranged everything neatly, Yunzhi couldn't help but look ashamed. He hurriedly went to Yunxiang's soul to salute, silently prayed a few words, directed everyone to set up the coffin bed in front of the memorial tablet, and personally hugged the borrowed grass silk. Five layers of fine paving were laid, and 36 people were ordered to carry the heavy painted nanmu coffin and place it steadily on it.He was not afraid of getting dirty, so he stepped forward and personally removed the snow-covered oilcloth covering the coffin, and walked out of the main hall holding it in his hands.Just at this time, Yongzheng and Zhu Shi came in from the second door in the snow. Gao Wuyong walked forward quickly and said loudly:
"The Holy One is here!"

In an instant, the verandahs on both sides were filled with joy.The worshipers of Changyin Pavilion brought by Zhang Tingyu played the drums and chimes in unison, played the flutes, harps and shengs, and the sad music was distant and sad in the heavy snow. It was completely different from the vulgar tunes preached in the mourning shed just now. The song continued to revolve before it ended. Liang Yiqu once again made people feel sad.Yongzheng glanced at Yunzhi with satisfaction, walked slowly to Yunxiang's bed, refilled the oil for the everlasting lamp, picked up the incense, bowed three times, inserted the incense with his own hands, and stepped aside.You Mingtang strode forward and unfolded the memorial text. He breathed a sigh of relief and read it aloud.At this time, hundreds of people in the courtyard were all kneeling on the ground except Yongzheng.But the memorial text was written by Zhang Zhao, a famous scholar from the Imperial Academy, who used quaint four-character sentences from the pre-Qin Dynasty to write brilliantly. Unfortunately, it was difficult for people to understand when reading.Yongzheng listened with great solemnity. When it was over, You Mingtang had tears streaming down his face and read at the top of his voice:

...The king also has his spirit, and he can only learn from my heart.From now on, humans and heaven will be separated from each other.Although the body is in conflict, the heart is still peaceful.Shuhui is fragrant, and its fragrance will never die... How sad it is to describe this Chen's love, the king is still enjoying it, and the beans are long...

By now Yongzheng was in tears.Yunzhi presided over the ceremony according to the order. When he saw You Mingtang finished reading the memorial text, he woke up from his stupor. However, he didn't see Yunlu hand over the formalities and tugged on Yunlu's clothes, but Yunlu said nothing.In desperation, he shouted: "My condolences!" Unexpectedly, Yunlu also shouted at the same time: "Point to the Lord!"

The two issued ceremonial orders at the same time, but they were different, which immediately caused a murmur in the courtyard.Yongzheng suddenly blushed, but it was difficult to get angry at this moment. Seeing Hongxiao holding the tablet, he took the ink pen from Gao Wuyong's hand and clicked a little on the word "神王".Yunzhi was afraid that she would call the wrong person again, so when she looked at Yunlu, Yunlu didn't say anything and froze for a moment.But You Mingtang saw the opportunity quickly, and Ai Ai cried bitterly.Hongxiao threw himself on the bed with a cry of "Wow" and howled loudly. Zhang Tingyu followed the situation and said "Sorrow", and everyone in the hospital immediately burst into mourning, covering up the deadlock just now.Yongzheng glared at Yunzhi and Yunlu fiercely, sighed helplessly, and the others also cried, but in any case the sadness was reduced.

Then it was put into the coffin.However, the coffin lid could not be lifted, and several eunuchs were sweating profusely from exhaustion. Later, they discovered that two nails had been driven into the coffin at some point, so they pulled out the nails again and hammered for a long time before Yunxiang finally got rid of the coffin lid. Go in for burial.Yongzheng was so angry that his hands were trembling, and he couldn't help himself and put a bed of Dharma sutras on Yunxiang. Although the music was still reverberating, people had lost their energy from crying.But Hong Xiao had already cried softly on the ground. He put his hands on the side of the coffin and shouted to heaven and earth that no one was allowed to cover the coffin.

A few useless things have passed safely, and Yunzhi has calmed down a little.The brother lying in the coffin had always been very peaceful with him, neither caring nor distant, but for some reason he could not feel grief.Seeing Hong Xiao pouncing on the coffin and wailing, the hand with the big thumb ring making the coffin rattle, he suddenly thought of the "hemorrhoids" joke told by Li Hansan, and he burst out laughing!At this point, even Zhang Tingyu couldn't help being filled with anger. He knelt beside the coffin, holding Hongxiao who was fainting from crying with one hand. He stared at Yunzhi fiercely and said: "Prince Cheng, if you want to cause trouble, why not go back to the house?" !”

"Third brother is so shameless!" Yun Lu's face turned blue with anger, "You are so unethical, I will stay away from you!"

Only then did Yunzhi realize that he had offended the public. His face suddenly turned pale, he took a step back and said, "What happened to me! Who did I provoke!"

"You have offended the thirteenth brother's spirit in heaven!" Yongzheng turned around, the veins on his forehead popped and jumped, and he shouted in a low voice, "When others cry, you laugh! I heard it! You are dizzy after not sleeping all night. Are you so faint?" By this time, we had stopped crying. It was so quiet inside and outside the mourning hall that only the sound of falling snow and rustling could be heard. Everyone was stunned.Yunzhi knelt down with a plop, and said calmly: "Thirteenth brother, you are the witness...you know my heart..." "Stop being pretentious." Yunlu glanced at him with disdain: "Maybe the master is still I don’t know, the third brother spent last night with his little wife for her birthday and didn’t bother to come over at all. You probably can’t escape the words ‘disobeying the order and deceiving the emperor’!”

"There is such a thing!" Yongzheng was already so angry that he couldn't return to his seat. Yun Lu's words left and right made him furious, and he roared: "You don't see me as an emperor, and I don't look down on you as a minister. .You don’t have Yunxiang as a younger brother in your eyes, and Yunxiang may not care about you as a brother! You have probably made up your mind that I have already dealt with Aqina, Seth Hei, Yun and Yun, and I dare not deal with you anymore? Are you wrong? Well, our royal family is just like a tree, even if it has golden branches and jade leaves, if there is a crazy branch or a diseased branch, I will just cut off one."

"That's right!" Yunzhi was extremely shocked, but she made up her mind, caught the fault of Yongzheng's last sentence, and immediately retorted: "I have seen the emperor's temper since childhood. When you were a child, you played with Dutch mice and fought, and the loser was bitten to death. If you win, you can beat him to death. As long as you are targeted by the emperor, it will be displeasing to you if you go against it, and it will be displeasing to you if you go along with it. In the end, you will be knocked off the horse and trampled under your feet, so that you can vent your anger!" Yongzheng Zi's face flushed, and he spoke with extreme contempt. His eyes were fixed on Yunzhi, and his voice suddenly softened, as cold and gloomy as the weather outside: "Okay... you even kept a record of the time I killed an ant when I was a kid! These words sound so familiar to me. Jing seems to be exactly the same? Are you a gentleman? Why did you lend him the evil book when your eldest brother was the second brother in Nightmare? Aqina Seth was making trouble in the Eight Kings' Political Affairs, what role are you? Your son Hongsheng goes to Aqina every day What kind of shameful things are you discussing when you run away from your house? How many years have I tolerated you, and you don’t know the word "gratitude"! Go back to your house quickly, and there will naturally be people in the court who think you deserve it. Don’t tell everyone here to disgust you!”

Yunzhi looked at the face that showed no room for accommodation, and curled up her lips arrogantly, and no one heard what he said clearly.He symbolically "knocked" his head twice, got up and left without looking back.

"Hypocrite!" Yongzheng looked at his back and said bitterly. Then he looked at Yunxiang's coffin and said, "I will punish him and vent his anger on my thirteenth brother!"

I stayed away from court for three consecutive days to attend to Yunxiang's funeral, which passed in a tense and uneasy atmosphere.The snow in the sky did not stop, it was still falling intermittently, but the momentum was no longer as fierce.Under the arrangements of the Ministry of Rites, the courtiers entered Prince Yi's residence to express their condolences in an orderly manner, and then came out with heavy steps.In the minds of ordinary people, Yongzheng had an irritable and violent personality, was harsh, jealous and intolerant of others. Only Yunxiang and Yunzhi could still listen to their words. Some of them often offended the emperor and went to Yunxiang in private to seek help. Preparing a little more elegant gift to ask Yunzhi to hit the wooden clock can also restore Tianxin.Within three days, Yunxiang passed away, and Yunzhi was offended. It was like two more lights went out around the emperor, and his career became even more uncertain.

On the morning of the fourth day, Sun Jiagan, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, came to the Yamen.

This was his first visit to the government office after returning from Yunnan.From the third year of Yongzheng's reign, he served as the right deputy censor and the envoy of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan. He had been stationed outside the festival. He also went to Guangzhou to preside over the interrogation of the Ling family's murder of nine lives and the burning of the village and corpses. Until he caught Nian who was harboring the criminals. Gengyao.At that time, the Nian Gengyao case had not yet broken out, and the Nian family was a very popular family. Kong Yuxi, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, was a famously upright minister and could not handle the case.The first thing Sun Jiagan did when he got out of the car was to open the door of Nian Xiyao's house to destroy Nian Xiyao's prestige. He visited the Lijiawan survey site several times to interview the villagers, and captured the assassin sent by Nian Xiyao in one fell swoop.Yongzheng sent Tulichen to Guangzhou to recruit prisoners. Sun Jiagan had already kidnapped eight corrupt officials including ten members of the Ling family and Nian Xiyao to Zhuque Bridge. He asked the king to kill all the flags, including the powerful Tulichen. Also came back disappointed.Sun Jiagan returned to Yunnan, and met Yang Mingshi who was impeached. At the same time, he was ordered to be transferred back to Beijing.When he returned to office with Yang Mingshi, he originally planned to criticize Yongzheng's new policies.In addition, in the first year of Yongzheng's reign, he had a court case with Ge Dahun, the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, in Yangxin Hall, which violated Yan Zhichen's current malpractice.Therefore, other people in other provinces are already famous in the capital.Some people got a head start, and when they heard that he had officially come to the Yamen to take charge of matters, none of the chief secretary, censors, and supervisory censors of the Yamen, who had always been procrastinating, dared to be late, and were waiting for him in the Yamen early.At about midnight, I heard the sound of gongs outside. The officials finished their preparations one by one and went to the yamen gate to meet the master.Seeing him bowing down respectfully and getting out of the sedan chair, calmly climbing up the steps, my heart tightened.

"Don't be like this." Sun Jiagan looked very calm, and his tone was not domineering at all. Facing a group of officials, big and small, who bowed and spoke in a controlled tone, he said slowly: "Everyone can be more casual. When Sun left, his surname was Sun. When he comes back, his surname will still be Sun!" He handed over his hand and invited everyone to come to the lobby. "We are reunited after a long absence. When we see each other, I will also go to Dali Temple to observe Li Fu's gratitude to the world. Come on, come on, please take a seat!" He said and sat down first. The side of the koan.

Everyone thought that he was somehow serious and cold, but now they felt relaxed.Everyone sat down according to the order of discussion. The right deputy, the imperial censor Shi Yingcheng, was the same year as Sun Jiagan. He was more casual than everyone else. He personally made tea and sent it to him. He smiled and said: "Master Sun, you have a reputation as a bad guy outside. Come back to Beijing." Another guest has disappeared. To be honest, even I am a little afraid of you. To be honest, you don’t have a smile on your face, and I’m scared too! The Yushi Yamen is cold, and it’s much more leisurely than the six departments. I’ve never seen anyone. They came together so early and so early.”

"You should say what I should say, you should laugh when I should laugh. Don't care about the face I was born with." Sun Jiagan shook his face, which was as green as a winter melon, and his tone was still dry, "But the Yushi Yamen is not an idle Yamen. , this is exactly the first thing I want to say. I also had this view in the Ministry of Household Affairs before, but not now. In fact, we are all 'waiting' here. Waiting for which province or government to come up with a case and someone to impeach, here I don't think so. I don't think there is any need to set up the Metropolitan Procuratorate." He paused, cupped his hands and said, "The Emperor's sage is bowing down to rectify the administration of officials. It is the time for the censor to show his talents. Since the money for raising integrity has been raised, everyone has also I'm not very poor, and I don't have to rely on foreign officials to live my life. I just sit here and eat free meals. Not to mention the emperor's favor, I can't afford the salary of the court! - It's been snowing and cold these days, so I won't talk about it. I signed the letter for the mortgage room. The officials divided the people into three groups, one group went to other provinces, one group went to the six ministries, to interview the people's sentiments, and to inspect the officials' governance; , we have the right to deal with it on the spot and on time, how can we afford to do this?"

Sun Jiagan coughed slightly and saw that everyone was listening attentively. He nodded with satisfaction and continued: "I am a young student and did not catch a glimpse of the famous senior ministers. Tang Baocheng wrote to Beique and waved his sleeves to Nanshan. Guo Xiu came face to face at the banquet of thousands of people. It has only been a few decades since we impeached the jewel of power, but it is now rare to see such a person. The so-called "literary admonishment" is exactly the duty of the censor, so if you are timid, you should pack up and leave as soon as possible. There are also first-class people who are not allowed Take everything, no matter how big or small it is, write it down when you see it, keep making a fuss about trivial things, you have despised yourself, how can others think highly of you? Who dares to do something like "someone bribes two taels of silver", "someone bribes two taels of silver", "The royal food prepared in the kitchen is very salty."

He had a long speech and wanted to go on. When he looked up, he saw Lu Congzhou, the official of the Ministry of Punishment, accompanied by Lu Congzhou, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and said: "Actually, what I want to say is three things: sincerely assist the court; dare to speak out; and not be picky. Today. When everyone has arrived, Brother Yingcheng will preside over the meeting and you will discuss it. If there is anything we can discuss, we can discuss it." After saying that, he stood up, bowed his hands together, and then went out hand in hand with Lu Congzhou and left in a sedan chair. The meetings of the Metropolitan Procuratorate were always busy. He was so quick and easy that everyone couldn't help but feel happy.

Lu Congzhou and Sun Jiagan arrived at the Dali Temple Yamen on Buyuan Street and had just passed the Chenchu ​​Shipai.All the other yamen went out to clear the snow and make snowmen at the door. Only at the door of Dali Temple, there was a post three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post. The Goshiha men stood on the firmly trampled snow with their hands on their waists and knives, not squinting, next to the stone lions. There were also two teams of forest guards who were good at catching the camp. The black crows stood in the snow and the geese formed a figure of eight, and the atmosphere seemed very solemn.Seeing the two of them bending down and getting out of the sedan, a gate official shouted, "Master Sun, Master Lu is here! - Fire cannons and open the middle gate!" After hearing three dull cannon shots, the middle gate opened with an uproar.The two of them hurriedly bowed and walked up the stairs. They saw Gao Qizhuo, the minister of Dali Temple, leading a few members of his family to greet them.Gao Qizhuo is not as deep and serious as Sun Jiagan, he always has a naughty look that seems to be smiling but not smiling.The three of them raised their hands in greeting, and then laughed and said, "It's common from Brother Zhou that Jiagan is so arrogant that he refuses to come, and I don't dare to touch your door." Sun Jiagan said, "I'm not that arrogant. I still want to treat you with tea when Zhuo comes." Lu walked around and asked, "Are you on a business trip? I haven't seen you even though I've been here several times."

"I went to Yizhou again." Gao Qizhuo looked around and whispered: "I went to see the emperor's mausoleum." After saying that, he made way to the signing room and said: "The third master will be here soon. Supervise the trial, and we will raise it to court as soon as he comes."

The three of them sat down in the signing room. Sun Jiagan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the shelves were full of books. He picked out one book, which was "Kanyu Jiayan", and the other one was "Feng Shui Ji", together with the one that fell on the ground. I picked it up and read it, but it was "Yisuo Dimai".Sun Jiagan was never a serious man, and he couldn't help but smile: "Gao Qizhuo, Wu Dalang is a night owl, just read these books!" "You have no relatives except Confucius." Gao Qizhuo smiled, lit a fire and smoked, and said: "In fact, the world It corresponds to the person, and Kan Yu's theory is not deviant. Zhang Tingyu didn't believe it at first. I looked at his family's ancestral tomb and said that everything was fine, but I was afraid that a son would die young. As expected, his family's Zhang Meiqing died of illness. He said that he wanted to change the feng shui. , I said that Mei Qing has passed away, and you can’t replace him. It is excellent Feng Shui, don’t dare to mess with it! The Emperor’s Feng Shui location was changed to Yizhou, and several Mongolian lamas came to take a look. They also agreed, but I'm afraid it's too rustic to be as good as Malingyu. I told you to dig here, water and sand will come out within one foot to five feet, but you gouge out my eyes! They dug a well on the spot and dug two feet. There was still no sand and water, so I gave in... The emperor originally wanted to build a mausoleum in Zunhua, close to the Holy Ancestor. I went to see it six times and said it couldn't be done here. Several lamas said something stupid. I didn’t understand either. They only accepted it after wearing it in several places and water gushing out from inside..." When he talked about Feng Shui, he became so excited that no one else could interrupt even if they wanted to.Sun Jiagan took advantage of him to take a breather and said coldly: "According to you, if you do bad things all your life, you can benefit your children and grandchildren just by choosing a piece of bull's-eye land?"

"You don't understand this!" Gao Qizhuo said seriously, "A person without virtue will not be able to choose a good place..." When he was still about to spit, he looked up and saw Hongshi coming in. Three people He quickly stood up and said, "When I come today, I should open the door with cannons to welcome you! The people below are getting more and more confused."

Hongshi had been keeping vigil for several days, and he was probably tired. His face was pale and gloomy, and he said, "I don't want to show off. I just came from Danningju, and I have two messages to tell you. Zeng Jing has arrived in Beijing. The emperor wants preferential treatment. Instead of going to the South Prison, he will be imprisoned in the Temple of the Prison. Hongli and Ertai will preside over the interrogation and deliver the message. Your Ministry of Punishment is responsible for the custody. Zeng Jing is receiving the salary of an eighth-grade official. On the [-]st, the third master Yunzhi has been dismissed. He lost all his titles and moved to Jingshan Yong'an Pavilion for imprisonment. Prince Hong Sheng, the eldest son of Prince Cheng, was also dismissed from the throne of the Eighth Auxiliary Kingdom and was strictly controlled by the clan government. On our side, Qizhuo and Congzhou will preside over the trial. , I am a person who sits on the throne. The emperor has been in a bad temper these days, and I would like to remind everyone to be careful and careful in handling errands." The three people stood up and listened, exchanging glances with each other.Lu Congzhou said: "Of course, Brother Gao and I will work hard to handle this matter. We can't ask the emperor to worry about it. Brother Gao will naturally preside over the trial, and my brother will help from the side."

"Okay," Gao Qizhuo glanced at the expressionless Sun Jiagan, raised his chin and shouted: "Shengtang! Take Li Fu with you!"

The five persons involved in the case, Li Fu, Xie Jishi, Wu Qing, Huang Zhenguo and Lu Shengnan, have been detained in the gatehouse on the east side of the Dali Temple lobby, each occupying a room.Li Fu and Wu Zheng were the high-ranking criminal officials of the imperial court, and there was a fire and tea in the barracks. The other three were no more than fourth-rank officials, so they did not receive such preferential treatment. However, compared to the lobby of the Ministry of Punishment, all criminals regardless of their rank or rank were blocked. Entering the wet waiting room, this place is already heaven.I could hear the sound of the huge drums and the shout of "Bring Li Fu".Li Fu's hand holding the tea shook, but he quickly calmed down.The two Goshiha bowed to him outside the gate, opened the gate, bowed again, and said: "We, the masters, call you to the court. Please!"

Li Fu shook his head arrogantly and straightened his hair briefly. The iron locks clanged and he followed the two Gosheha to the entrance of the hall. When the two teams of servants saw him coming, they grabbed black and red water and fire sticks with both hands and said, "Oh "——There was a loud drag on the ground, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground. The only sound in the hall was the clattering of the iron chains on his body.He took a deep breath and glanced into the hall. He saw Gao Qizhuo and Lu sitting on top of Zhou Fen. Hongshi and Sun Jiagan sat side by side at another table on the west side of the public case, supervising the trial. One is not a familiar friend.He seemed a little disappointed, smiled to himself, knelt down on his knees, and said: "Prisoner Li Fu knelt down to meet the third master, the two great secretaries of Gaul, Mr. Sun Zongxian!"

(End of this chapter)