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"Shui Xin! Something happened to the East Palace!"

Not long after Xiang Yu returned home, a friend of the same year rushed over to report the letter.When he first heard that "something happened in the East Palace", his whole body trembled.

Not frightened, but excited!

This is the fate of disrespecting the virtuous!

Reason quickly returned to his head, and Xiang Yu said in a loud voice, "I just came back from the outer residence of the East Palace. What can happen to the East Palace? I'm afraid it's a rumor."

"The guards of the Eastern Palace killed Chen Jiabao, the Governor of the General Administration!"

"What!" Xiang Yu slapped the table, with surprise in his voice: "There is such a thing!"

Killing officials ordered by the court without authorization!What kind of domineering behavior is this!The guards of the Eastern Palace even dared to kill officials!The emperor didn't have the power to kill whoever he wanted!

Although Huang Ming did not talk about not killing scholar-bureaucrats like the Song Dynasty, after the Second Patriarch, not many scholar-bureaucrats were actually killed.If you really think about it, Emperor Chongzhen's tricky hands may be able to be photographed.

However, even so, as an official, it is not something the prince can kill without authorization.This is a challenge to the entire civil society. If someone is killed innocently today, who will be able to be an official with peace of mind in the future?Is it going to return to the reign of terror of Emperor Taizu Gao?

Xiang Yu shouted: "Preparation ink!" His expression was like that of a military general, and he was ready to go out with fighting spirit.

With a size Tong pipe in his hand, Xiang Yu lifted his spirits, like a famous general holding a sword, setting up an array in his chest, pointing the battlefield.He closed his eyes slightly and concentrated, smelling the fragrance of ink gradually wafting in the air. He laid out the paper with a brush, went to the green bamboo arm rest, and placed it under his forearm.With a twist of the wrist, Ni Feng started to write, the center penetrating through the back of the paper, for a moment there was only the sound of the pen passing the paper.

"I have been blessed by the Holy Grace. Since the Shaozhan incident, I have been trembling, as if facing an abyss, as if walking on thin ice. I only hope to live up to the entrustment of the present, to be loyal and diligent, and to cultivate the foundation of the country. However, there may be crimes of domineering and coercion. Those who sit in the erotic palace, wouldn’t they be horrified when they first heard about it? After careful investigation, the secret visit turned out to be true. This minister was heartbroken when he heard it, but he couldn’t bear to look at it when he saw it. Thinking that Huiwen broke the law, and Zhao Qian was guilty, this ancient man is safe The country is based on correcting conduct. Tired ministers guarding Zhan's house, how can they get rid of their crimes? Therefore, please Your Majesty strictly enforce the law and discipline, and give the ministers the death penalty."

Xiang Yu wrote it all in one go, without adding any points to the text, he just felt that his solution to the problem was really sublime, his pride was reborn, and he wrote again:

"Does the minister regret to die? But the fault of the Eastern Palace lies first with the accompanying ministers! On October 15th of the [-]th year of Chongzhen, the emperor finished his lecture and discussed with the ministers about the lectures in the Eastern Palace. He wrote the "Eight Articles of the Imperial Officials" in his own handwriting. It said: Do not separate relatives; Be cautious.

"It's only been a few years since this matter happened. At that time, the minister had the last seat, and the sound is still in my ears. But now the women's temple communicates, and the foreign ministers live in the house, and the filth and filth are so filthy, how can they be taken lightly! Thinking that the prince is young, his surname is like uncut jade, and he is pure. Purely ignorant of human affairs, he is being misunderstood by Tian Cunshan, why does he hate him so much! Please kill Tian Cunshan, so that the inner court will be quiet!"

"My son, Wu Weiye, has committed the same crime! The Wu family is a talented man with great grace, and he is promoted year by year. However, he flatters his servants, and is forbidden to enter and leave the house according to the classification of foreign ministers. Poisonous, sinners of famous teachings! If you don’t kill these villainous villains, the savages of the crime will rise up in the ghosts and ghosts!..."

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Zhan Shifu has become the transfer officer of the Imperial Academy, which can also be understood as the Hanlin Academy has put up an extra signboard.Whether it is Xiang Yu, Wu Weiye, or Li Mingrui, they are still working in the Imperial Academy.In such a compound, there is a rumor that will spread quickly, and there are no secrets at all.

Those who play the role of "wind" are those scribes and cultural affairs offices who are not popular.

Officials often talk about "rumours", but in fact they are talking about what they heard from the civil servants.

"Master Li, I heard that after Xiang Yu came back, he was writing a memorial to impeach the East Palace." A gust of wind reached Zuo Zhongyun and Li Mingrui's ears.

"Is this true?" Li Zhongyun was not convinced.Rumors may come true sometimes, but the probability is [-]-[-]. You have to believe it or not.

"It has been spread for a long time! I'm afraid you are the only one who doesn't know about it." The wind continued to blow, "It is said that Xiang Yu went to the outer mansion of the East Palace to seek an official, but Wu Weiye got a black hand from it, and he was kicked out by the prince It happened that the guards of the Eastern Palace killed the governor of the General Secretary during the martial law, and Wu Weiye was mixed with eunuchs and maids, so he used this as an excuse to impeach Wu Weiye for making friends with the inner temple and banning the palace. "

Ever since Li Mingrui was caught speaking ill of the prince behind his back, he has never dared to show his face.If it weren't for the current prosperity of the Holy Spirit, maybe he would have asked to be released a long time ago.Although there are disadvantages in the details, he is the "capable official" recommended by the senior officials. After a thought, he already had a sense of proportion in his heart, and secretly said: Wu Weiye is just the material for writing poems and compositions, let alone he has no trouble with Xiang Yu , Even if there is a festival, there is no black hand.

As for Xiang Yu, he would definitely not be so stupid as to impeach Donggong, that would be more stupid than scolding the emperor himself.However, groundless rumors may not be without reason, so don't be careless.Li Mingrui knew that his benefactor had close contacts with the East Palace, but others didn't, but he was very clear: the crown prince got in touch with Zuodu Yushi on the first day he left the palace.Because of this relationship, I have to stand on the side of the East Palace no matter what, no matter whether it succeeds or not, even if the East Palace is imprisoned by the emperor, at least I will expose the past festivals and leave a good relationship.

If you follow Xiang Yu's group to make a fuss, or simply pretend to be deaf and dumb, it won't do you much good if you win, and if you lose, you will really be abandoned by both gods and humans!

Li Mingrui made a secret plan, found a reason, and walked to the study in the Imperial Academy.There is a place where imperial documents are stored, and few people go there on weekdays, unless they are looking for some materials.Now there are only two or three old clerks on duty, guarding the warehouse and copying things by the way.

When Li Mingrui arrived in the backyard, he pushed open the door of the warehouse and entered, heaving a sigh of relief.The person he was looking for happened to be on duty, so most of the work was done.

"Mr. Zhang." Li Mingrui stepped forward and saluted.

Seeing that he was already in his sixties, the old civil official looked up when he heard the words, he was startled, he quickly got up and replied: "What is the master's order?"

"Mr. Zhang," Li Mingrui said with a smile, "I Li Mingrui, I have something to say to you."

Ming's class has penetrated into every aspect of social life, including titles that cannot be abused.As a Jinshi, Li Mingrui had to be humble with a low-level scribe, it was really not easy.

"Master Li, please tell me," said the old Mr. Zhang.

"Li has always known that there is a treasure in the Hanlin Academy, and he is talking about Mr. Zhang."

"A little old man in a certain family who has tried and failed repeatedly, how can he be worthy of the master's praise." Mr. Zhang waved his hands repeatedly.

"Mr.'s unhappiness in the examination room is fate. How do you know it's not Jiang Taigong's story?" Li Mingrui said with a smile: "Li has always been good at dressing in linen, and can watch the number of people. Now I just learned something, but Mr. took advantage of the wind I am here to announce the happy fate of Qingxiao!"

Mr. Zhang taboos poems to be strange, but unfortunately the name is not worthy of the name, and there is no strangeness in poetry.The family is also well-off, which can support him to study in the imperial examination, but it is a pity that "the examination field does not discuss articles", his literary luck is not good, since he won the Juren at the age of 20, he could not go any further, and finally he was elected as a clerk in the Imperial Academy .

If there is anything he is not reconciled to in this life, it is that he cannot be born in an upright manner, seal his wife and son, and earn a seal for his parents and ancestors.

"May I ask sir, where does the little old man come from?" Zhang Shiqi asked nervously.

"Xiang Yu, Xiang Shuixin." Li Mingrui spit out five words slowly.

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Writing this chapter is very disturbing, especially Xiang Yu's memorial... Please don't complain about Wen Qing's illness...

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