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The capital, in front of Chengtian Gate.
Jiao Fang's heart gradually sank into the bottomless abyss.
Jiao Fang is nearly eighty years old. He has been wallowing in the Ming Dynasty all his life. Before every ups and downs, he can keenly sense the omens in the air. Therefore, although his career has not been too smooth in recent years, he can still keep it. He was safe, and relying on his keen intuition, he even went against the current of rejection by the crowd and became the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
Today, Jiao Fang once again noticed the condensation in the air. The ministers around him deliberately kept a distance from him, their expressions were cold and did not even have a false smile, and they seemed to regard him as a dead person. Cold eyes
Is today the time for the decisive battle? What's the odds of winning or losing?
Jiao Fang stood in silence among the crowd. At this moment, she felt lonely as never before, as if she was standing in the wilderness, as small, lonely, and desperate.
Another official sedan came slowly. Liu Yu, the Minister of War in a scarlet robe, stepped out of the sedan with a warm smile on his face. He also had two memorials in his arms. The rebellion of King Anhua was put down. The Ministry of War has elected a new commander of the Ningxia Capital Division. Of course, he is also a close confidant of Eunuch Liu. Liu Yu plans to raise court discussions in today's court meeting. Of course, the more party members, the better, and the greater the power, the better.
Liu Yu, who stepped out of the sedan, gently brushed the hem of his official robe, as if he was worried about getting it dirty. It was not until he finished a series of actions that Liu Yu felt that the atmosphere in front of Chengtian Gate was not right. He suddenly raised his head and faced him. What followed were piercingly cold gazes, and the air seemed to be stagnant.
Like Jiao Fang's reaction, Liu Yu suddenly felt something bad in his heart.
Thinking of the strange atmosphere in the capital these days and Eunuch Liu's almost crazy temper, Liu Yu's feet softened, and a deep despair suddenly replaced the complacency he had felt just now.
"Mr. Jiao Ge¡ª¡ª" Liu Yu suddenly screamed, his pale face showing extreme fear.
Jiao Fang stood in the crowd, sighed in despair, closed her eyes and said nothing.
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The bells of the Bell and Drum Division rang, spreading leisurely over the entire capital.
At the moment of Yin hour, hundreds of officials go to court!
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Zhu Houzhao yawned, looked at the dark crowd of heads in the hall with a worried look, and snorted angrily.
For him, the most boring thing is the daily court meeting. He also wanted to handle a few state affairs beautifully and impress the great scholars and the six ministers and ministers. However, he was too young after all. Every time he thought the handling methods were extremely exquisite, they were worthless in the mouths of the ministers. If he failed to be thorough and cautious, he was too absurd and naive, and he was denied for too long. Gradually, Zhu Houzhao was too lazy to speak anymore, so the court meeting became the most boring and difficult time for Zhu Houzhao every day.
In the Golden Palace, after all the officials were called and presented, it was supposed to be a time for everyone to report on state affairs. However, today there was no sound in the palace, as quiet as a ghost land. Zhu Houzhao sat on the dragon chair and waited for a while. After about a stick of incense, he Even the dull Zhu Houzhao realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Zhu Houzhao was very happy: "Today is something new. Could it be that my Zhengde Dynasty has peace in the world today, and the government is harmonious and harmonious, so the ministers have nothing to report?"
On normal days, when Zhu Houzhao said these shameless words, many ministers would have come out to refute him sternly, but at this moment, no one said anything, and the ministers in the palace seemed to have turned into clay sculptures of King Kong enshrined in the temple. Similar.
Zhu Houzhao finally put away his playful expression, sat up straight unconsciously, frowned and looked around the ministers, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Is no one talking?"
In the quiet crowd, a long-awaited voice finally came out.
"My lord, Yao Xiang, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, has something to report."
Zhu Houzhao¡¯s brows twitched and he said, ¡°Say.¡±
The mistress, Du Yan, was wearing a thin green silk coat and was pacing anxiously down the corridor of the waterside pavilion by the pond at home. Jin Liu was holding little Qin Le and rocking her gently. Little Qin Le was lying in her mother's arms with a pair of big, confused eyes. He glanced around curiously, then his eyelids began to droop, and he started to doze off.
Lian Yue Lian Xing stands holding hands with Du Yan??Forgive me that I still can't toast you. This glass of wine is for the poor people in the world who were displaced and their families were destroyed after you occupied their land. I'm here for those helpless souls who died in hell because they couldn't come up with all the heavy taxes you cleverly created! When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer! Qin was incompetent and let you die too late! "
The wine juice is still slowly pouring into the black soil, accompanied by two crystal drops that no one noticed.
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"Second Minister, I am telling you that Liu Jin, the Superintendent of Ceremonies, used the name of Huangzhuang to occupy thousands of hectares of land in Northern Zhili. The gentry and farmers from all over the country were deprived of their land and became refugees. Countless families were ruined and their families were sold. Their children and daughters were sold, and the beautiful world was almost transformed into the miserable state of hell. This is all Liu Jin's fault! Does your majesty know how much your country has been harmed by Liu Jin? Does your majesty know?"
Li Ji¡¯s eyes were filled with tears, and he knelt down and cried out sadly.
Zhu Houzhao breathed rapidly and his face turned red. Looking at the mournful ministers in the hall, Zhu Houzhao curled his lips and burst into tears.
"What kind of enclosure, what kind of imperial estates, where did I get so many imperial estates? Youwhy did you have to put Liu Jin to death! How could you bear to push me too far!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com