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Chapter 690: Secret War in the Capital (Part 1)

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    The strong wind was blowing around Taimiao Square, and murderous intent overflowed like black clouds pressing over the city.

    The civil servants opened their blood-red eyes, like a pack of extremely hungry wolves ready to move, locking onto their prey and intending to tear it apart and bite it into pieces, crushing the bones and scattering ashes.

    Zhu Houzhao panicked, as if history was repeating itself. The situation today is very similar to the time when the inner and outer courts joined forces to kill the eight tigers in the inner palace. At that time, Qin Kan killed a bloody path with his own strength, but what about today?

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? Gazes full of murderous intent stared at Qin Kan. Qin Kan stood in the crowd unmoved, like an old monk in meditation, neither sad nor happy.

    The officialdom struggle in the Ming Dynasty always started from small to big. The death of a small promotion official is not a big deal. Usually, such a person's name and official position are not even qualified to enter the ears of the big bosses in Beijing. However, once someone is interested in targeting political opponents,  , this little recommender has become a very important chess piece in the hands of the big guys. The death of the recommender is naturally related to the prefect, and the appointment of the prefect is naturally related to the recommender.  The death of the little official was hyped up by Shilin public opinion, so it was not difficult to remove Qin Kan, the Duke of the dynasty.

    Zhu Houzhao was trembling all over, with shock and anger in his heart. He was careless, simple, careless, but not stupid. He didn't know how the Tianjin government official died, but he knew that this matter must be a conspiracy that had been brewing for a long time. The conspiracy pointed directly at  Qin Kan.

    Looking at Qin Kan, he was facing thousands of people in the crowd.  Qin Kan's eyes were as bright and clear as ever, without dirt or dust. When their eyes met amidst the noisy shouts of killing, Qin Kan actually smiled silently at Zhu Houzhao, and then nodded to him unnoticeably.

    Friends who have known each other for many years can already understand each other's every move and look.

    Zhu Houzhao gritted his teeth and winked at Zhang Yong, the Chief of Ceremonies who was a little uneasy next to him. Zhang Yong understood, and suddenly became courageous. He took a step forward and shouted coldly: "Everyone, please be silent! The Imperial Ancestral Temple is where the ancestors built the temple."  How can I allow you to make noise in this sleeping place! Where are the warriors in front of the forbidden palace? Anyone who makes noise again will be captured and dismissed from office and dealt with by the relevant officials."

    This cold shout finally silenced the noisy ministers. Everyone looked at Qin Kan with a look of unwillingness and murderous intent.

    Zhu Houzhao brushed the sleeves of his robe and said coldly: "I understand what you mean. The cabinet has informed me that Yan Song, the prefect of Tianjin, will be dismissed from his post and brought to the capital to be handed over to Dongchang for interrogation"

    "Your Majesty" Tu Yu stood up and interrupted Zhu Houzhao again.

    Zhu Houzhao was so angry that he stomped his feet: "Send it to the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate for joint trial. Is that okay?"

    The ministers finally showed expressions of satisfaction and glanced at Qin Kan unkindly.

    There is a lot of knowledge in which yamen a case is handed over to be interrogated. As we all know, Dongchang and Jinyiwei are no longer as tense as they were during the Hongzhi period. Today, the relationship between the factory and guards is so good that it can be said to be full of love.  You dance and I dance. Dai Yi, the governor of Dongchang, was personally promoted by Qin Kan. If Yan Song was handed over to Dongchang for interrogation, the nature of it would be like giving him a pillow for dozing off. Then Yan Song was sent to prison, and he may have been raised in vain.  Fatty.

    However, when Yan Song was handed over to the Ministry of Punishment and interrogated by the three divisions of Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the result was completely different. If the factory guard is compared to a dog, it is obvious that the third division is not the dog's territory and has been pissed on by civil servants long ago.  , Yan Song entered the lobby of the Ministry of Justice. He had to admit several treasons even if he was not guilty. Everyone in the court knew that Yan Song was Qin Kan's number one lackey. Yan Song fell. Are you afraid that Qin Kan can't be easily taken down?

    The ancestor worship at the Ancestral Temple on the first day of the fourth year of Zhengde finally ended in an atmosphere full of murderous intent.

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    The life-and-death struggle in the court did not affect the joy of the people. The atmosphere of the New Year spread in the capital city. Sporadic firecrackers could be heard everywhere. Children held red paper lanterns and ran around in the streets, laughing and making noise.  , it was too much, and the adults who couldn't see it rushed forward and beat him a few times. The child just opened his mouth and cried twice. A piece of pastry that he couldn't eat on weekdays was just put into his mouth. The child laughed again with tears in his eyes.  Yes, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.

    At night, the cold wind is biting, and the thick snow reflects the night like day. From time to time, a few dogs barking can be heard in the quiet and deserted streets, and the joyful atmosphere of the New Year seems to have been blown away a little by the cold wind.

    A house in a dilapidated alleyway in the north city of the capital had lights on. The firewood in the courtyard creaked due to the cold wind, and the dim yellow oil lamps in the house also swayed and danced.

    The house was very simple, with a kang, a wooden table, a few chairs, a few plates of cold side dishes, and three or four jars of strong liquor on the table.

    Four burly men stood in the dim flickering light.After letting out a muffled groan, the sword light wielded by the black-faced man suddenly stopped less than a foot away from the woman. The steel knife fell to the ground. The black-faced man was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but his right wrist had been shot through by a sharp arrow.

    "You are so rude. The little girl just wants to stay for one night. It's fine if all the heroes don't agree. Why do you not know how to show mercy and cherish the beauty, but you will kill each other when you meet"

    When the other three people saw that their eldest brother had suffered a loss, they couldn't help but became furious. They raised their swords and struck at the woman. Then the expressions of the three people changed drastically. They suddenly found that they had lost all their strength. They couldn't even hold the sword, let alone raise their hands.  With a few crisp sounds, the three men's knives fell to the ground.

    The faces of the four of them became paler and paler, with a look of despair on their faces.

    As expected, it¡¯s not that the dragon can¡¯t cross the river. Just one encounter, and they all got the idea after having experienced many storms in the rivers and lakes.

    "This heroine, the four of us ask ourselves that we have no grudges against you. I wonder why the heroine is like this?" The black-faced man gritted his teeth and covered his injured wrist.

    The woman still smiled as brightly as a peach blossom, but her tone was a bit colder than ice and snow.

    "No grudges or grudges? The grudges we have made are huge"

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