My Red Mansion Career

Chapter 187 A crime that does not lead to death

"Prince Teng has insulted the country by mourning his master. If he follows the wishes of his subordinates, he should kill everyone in his family."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Huangji Palace fell silent, and all eyes turned to Gu Fuliang.

Does this bastard know what he's talking about?

Everyone may have said this sentence often when scolding a certain political opponent, but they are all said in private or after drinking to vent, but what is the occasion here?

This is the Huangji Palace. Today is the occasion for the emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to discuss politics. Since you said it in public, you must be responsible for this sentence.

Jia Yu was so angry that he laughed, and even executed everyone in his family. Who do you think you are?

He turned to Gu Fuliang and said in a deep voice: "Gu Fuliang, can you be responsible for your words?"

Gu Fuliang's head skipped a beat, and he did not answer directly, but said loudly: "As a subordinate in the six departments, I am responsible for serving as an attendant, advising, repairing, collecting materials, and inspecting the affairs of the six departments and hundreds of departments.

Of course, he also had the responsibility to fill in the gaps for the emperor. Wang Ziteng led an army of 60,000 to fight for the country.

But only less than 20,000 yuan came back. Shouldn't everyone be executed for such a serious crime? "

"Haha... behead everyone?"

Jia Yu sneered and asked suddenly: "What a man to kill everyone. You are saying that Prince Teng has humiliated his country and deserves to be executed."

But I want to ask you, since even Wang Ziteng’s entire family was executed, what crime should Lao Tan Qing Yun Tan Ge be convicted of deliberately delaying the opportunity to fight, seizing the supplies of the frontline soldiers, leading to the fall of Tongguan?

If we really talk about culpability, Tan Qingyun's culpability should be greater than that of Wang Ziteng, right? "

If Gu Fuliang's words only surprised everyone, then Jia Yu's words were like throwing a bomb in Huangji Palace.

Tan Qingyun...a name that no one has mentioned for an unknown amount of time.

Since he was dismissed from office and investigated by Emperor Taishang and Emperor Changping, all civil and military officials in the dynasty seemed to have suffered from amnesia, and no one mentioned him again.

Now that Jia Yu suddenly brought it up, as if some scar had been uncovered, all the civil servants had unnatural expressions on their faces.

Jia Yu continued: "Gu Fuliang, you also said that even Wang Ziteng will kill everyone in his family, so Tan Qingyun will have to kill the nine tribes no matter what, right?"

"boom……"

The entire Huangji Palace was in a commotion, and Gu Fuliang almost jumped up, "Your Majesty and the Supreme Emperor have already reached a conclusion on the matter of Elder Ge.

He has also received the punishment he deserves. Mr. Jia, why do you want to bring up the old matter again? "

"I didn't bring up the past." He spread his hands and said, "You said it yourself to kill all the princes.

I was thinking, since even Wang Ziteng had to be executed, as the main culprit of Tongguan's defeat, Tan Qingyun shouldn't let it go no matter what, right?

It might be too heavy to kill the Nine Tribes, but it would be better to kill the Yi Tribes. Master Gu, don’t you think so? "

"me……"

Gu Fuliang's face turned pale, and he was speechless for a moment.

There is nothing wrong with Jia Yu's words. If the defeat of Tongguan is regarded as a major case, Wang Ziteng can only be regarded as secondary responsibility at best, and Tan Qingyun should bear the main responsibility.

There is no reason why those who bear secondary responsibility should be executed, but the primary responsibility is only to drink three drinks as a fine. Isn’t this a joke?

"His Majesty!"

Jia Yu turned around and bowed to Emperor Changping and said: "This Lord Gu Fuliang believes that Prince Teng should be handed over to the Tribunal for trial and the whole family should be executed.

I believe that Mr. Tan Ge, who is the chief culprit, cannot stay out of the matter. He should be re-captured and re-convicted. Please grant your permission. "

Before Emperor Changping could answer, Wang Zhijie stood up and said loudly: "Your Majesty, you must not do this.

Mr. Tan Ge... um... Tan Qingyun's matter has been concluded, and His Majesty and the Supreme Emperor have also punished him. Is there any reason for double sentence?

Lord Jia, what are your intentions in targeting Tan Qingyun like this? "When he said the last sentence, Wang Zhijie had already turned around and asked Jia Yu sharply.

"I do not have it."

Jia Yu looked innocent, "Master Wang, you wrongly blamed me. It was Master Gu Fuliang who refused to let Tan Qingyun go.

Is he the one who kept saying that he would kill all of Prince Teng's family without mercy? Since all the accomplices must be executed, does the main culprit belong to the Yi tribe?

Is what I said wrong? "

Right...is that wrong?

Wang Zhijie was speechless. He turned his head and looked at Gu Fuliang with cannibalistic eyes.

Question... How does it feel to be targeted by a big boss of the day?

Gu Fuliang gave a vivid explanation.

That's sweating like rain.

Because it was not only Wang Zhijie who was staring at him, but also countless scorching eyes from around him.

Of course, almost all of these glances came from civil servants.

Why is this happening? Of course it's because of Tan Qingyun.

As a veteran who has experienced the three dynasties of Emperor Gaozu, Emperor Taishang and Emperor Changping.

It’s hard to talk about Qingyun’s protégés and former officials in the court. Although he has been dismissed from his post and investigated, the Supreme Emperor, who hated him for destroying the Beijing camp where he relied on as his arm, still did not forgive his hatred, and even ordered to copy his Home.

But this does not affect the fact that he still has great influence in the court, and there are still many officials in the court who are unhappy with him.

If Tan Qingyun was really to be recaptured and brought back to Shenjing for retrial, these officials would not be the first to accept it.

As the successor's chief assistant, Wang Zhijie would not agree to such a thing.

If a former leader really wants to assist the Yi tribe, this will definitely be a major blow to the morale of the civil servant group, which is something that all civil servants cannot tolerate.

And Gu Fuliang never expected that his words about killing the whole family of Prince Teng would actually offend countless colleagues.

Feeling the hostile looks from around him, Gu Fuliang felt his body getting cold.

It is true that Yan Guan is very stubborn, but he is not so tough that he dares to offend the civil and military officials of the dynasty.

This is no longer stubbornness, but seeking death.

When he thought that all the civil and military officials in the dynasty were his enemies, and that he might even be impeached for farting accidentally, Gu Fuliang felt his vision darken, and he swayed twice before collapsing to the ground.

Seeing Gu Fuliang fall to the ground, Jia Yu was the first to bend down, stretched out her index finger and poked in front of his nostrils, pretending to exclaim: "Your Majesty... it's not good, Lord Gu Fuliang was frightened and fainted. "

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of laughter in Huangji Palace.

Gu Fuliang, who just now looked like he was speaking righteously and full of justice, unexpectedly he was frightened and fainted, which shows that he is a tough-tempered person at best.

A trace of disgust flashed in Emperor Changping's eyes, and he waved his hand. Dai Quan next to him understood, and quickly called two eunuchs to carry Gu Fuliang out.

Afterwards, Emperor Changping looked at Fu Tongxuan, who had been stunned for a long time, and said: "Fu Aiqing, do you also think that Prince Teng should be captured and imprisoned, and then handed over to the three divisions for trial?"

Seeing Gu Fuliang being carried away by two eunuchs, Fu Tongxuan felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

He suddenly found that he was dragged down by Gu Fuliang, and now he was in an embarrassing situation.

If he also said that he would bring Wang Ziteng and the three departments together for trial, he would definitely involve Tan Qingyun, the former chief minister of the cabinet. But if Wang Ziteng is not handed over to the three judicial committees for trial, then what he just did will undoubtedly become a joke.

"Damn Gu Fuliang!" He cursed secretly in his heart.

"Fu Aiqing... Fu Aiqing..."

Emperor Changping's voice floated in his ears again as if coming from the sky.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Facing the eyes of Emperor Changping and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, Fu Tongxuan had never felt so uncomfortable.

In the end, he could only sigh softly and bowed: "Wang Ziteng is certainly guilty, but his crime does not lead to death.

The reason why I just impeached him is because I couldn't bear to see the blood of 60,000 soldiers of Great Xia shed in vain. However, how to deal with it all depends on your Majesty's Sacred Heart, and I dare not have any objection! "

Seeing that Fu Tongxuan, who had just been so aggressive and determined not to give up until he nailed Wang Ziteng to death, now looked like he had lost the battle, Emperor Changping felt as comfortable as eating mung bean soup in the summer.

The corners of his mouth also raised slightly, and he turned to look at Wang Zhijie, "Mr. Wang Ge... what are the cabinet's regulations on this?"

Wang Zhijie also bowed and said: "This matter has its own Holy Majesty's decree, and I will not disapprove of it."

As the chief minister of the cabinet, Wang Zhijie said this, which means that the entire civil service group has given up on this matter.

Emperor Changping pretended to be calm and nodded: "Since all your dear friends have asked me for my opinion, I will be the master today, Wang Ziteng!"

Hearing Emperor Changping's words, Wang Ziteng hurriedly walked out and knelt down to Emperor Changping: "The guilty minister is here!"

"The defeat of Tongguan was certainly due to the failure to deliver food and grass supplies from the rear in time, but as the commander-in-chief of the army, you also bear the responsibility.

In the past, because you were seriously injured, I couldn't bear to punish you. Today, since Fu Tongxuan impeached you, I will also punish you.

Pass on my will... As the commander-in-chief of the unified army, Wang Ziteng failed my expectations and lost Tongguan, which opened the door to Shenjing.

Today, the prince was dismissed from his post as Deputy Envoy of Shengjing Camp and demoted to General Guangwei. He is shutting himself up at home to think about his mistakes!

Can you accept the punishment? "

Tears fell from Wang Ziteng's eyes. He kowtowed heavily to Emperor Changping and said in a trembling voice, "I, Wang Ziteng, receive the order to express my gratitude!"

Looking at Wang Ziteng kneeling on the ground with a desolate and lonely figure, Jia Yu felt relieved.

It seems that Emperor Changping still missed his old relationship and gave the prince some dignity.

Otherwise, if Wang Ziteng is really demoted to a commoner, the Wang family will really be finished. Then everyone he has offended in the past will take the opportunity to step on him, and then life will really be worse than death.

Wang Ziteng's matter seemed to have exhausted the energy of the emperor and the officials. After dealing with some trivial matters, today's court meeting came to an end.

Just when Jia Yu was about to run away, she was stopped by Wang Zhijie.

"Master Jia, have you forgotten what happened in the imperial study room yesterday?"

Looking at Wang Zhijie, who was staring at him intently, Jia Yu naturally knew what the other party wanted to ask.

He said simply: "Of course...I will naturally not break my promise.

But there are still some details. Let’s find a place to talk about them in detail. What do you think? "

"Of course... I happen to have to go to Wenyuan Pavilion for business. Let's go there to talk together, and by the way, we can also taste the good tea that I have collected."

As they talked, the two walked side by side in the direction of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Behind the Wenhua Hall in Donghua Gate was originally the largest royal library in the Forbidden City. Later, Emperor Gaozong established the cabinet and used this place as an office space.

If Daxia is compared to a giant, then Wenyuan Pavilion is the brain of this giant.

As the highest administrative department in Daxia, countless orders are issued from here every day.

Therefore, as soon as Jia Yu arrived here, she would see hurried officials walking by quickly from time to time. She even saw Wang Zhijie, the chief minister, and had no time to say hello.

After the two entered Wenyuan Pavilion, Wang Zhijie led him to a small room to sit down, and then ordered someone to make a pot of tea.

Jia Yu took a sip of tea and nodded slowly: "Not bad... the aftertaste is sweet and bitter, with a faint fragrance. It is indeed a good tea."

"This is Yuqian Longjing sent from Yangzhou. It only weighs less than a pound. I am reluctant to drink it on weekdays. Think twice and you are in for a treat."

Perhaps because the two of them were alone, Wang Zhijie did not call Jia Yu by his official position, but directly called him by his cousin.

For Chinese people, calling Biaozhi itself means closeness.

If an ordinary official could be addressed by such a kind name from the chief minister of the cabinet, he would feel very warm even if he did not feel frightened.

But Jia Yu doesn't think so, because he knows that even if Wang Zhijie shouts so kindly now, he will not show any mercy when he wields the small sickle later.

He smiled: "Old Wang Ge, Yu's family has been poor since he was a child. Let alone the fresh Yuqian Longjing on weekdays, even if it is high and broken, it is a good thing that can only be drunk during the holidays.

So I didn't know much about good tea. It was only after I got married and under the influence of Zhuo Jing that I started to understand tea tasting. "

Wang Zhihui looked at him and suddenly asked: "Think twice, I heard that you were also a scholar in Jinling before.

Later, Yuan Yingde, Yin of Shuntian Prefecture, had his rank removed, and he had no choice but to give up his writing and join the army.

If there was a chance to restore your fame, would you do it? "

"Restore honor?"

Jia Yu was slightly shocked by Wang Zhijie's sudden words.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Zhijie, and said simply: "Master Wang, let him let go of the past.

Yu is now deeply favored by the emperor, and has been promoted to uncle Dingyuan. The emperor has not abandoned him, and has been rewarded with the hereditary grace. It is impossible to look back.

I hope you can forgive me. "

Wang Zhijie sighed secretly in his heart. His question just now was not really to ask Jia Yu to re-take the exam, but to remind him in a subtle way that you were once a scholar, and it is not too late to change camps again.

But how could Jia Yu rashly turn around at his slight hint, even if he was the chief minister of the dynasty?

He made it clear on the spot that my brother is now a nobleman who is a fellow countryman. Only a fool would live the hard life of going to bed at midnight and getting up at five. Wouldn’t it be good for him to be a rice bug in the summer?

At this point, Wang Zhijie has given up his last hope of winning over Jia Yu.

The gaze he looked at Jia Yu also became deeper...

(End of this chapter)