In the blink of an eye, it entered the midsummer of June, only the sun that rose early in the morning, it was already a little hot, and at noon, it was even hotter as if carrying a fireball, and even the knowledge on the tree seemed to be unable to resist the heat, and screamed fiercely, which made people irritable.

A subtle voice sounded, Emperor Jianheng, who was buried in the case and approved the red, raised his head tiredly, put down the imperial pen in his hand, and a busy attendant next to him stepped forward to hand over the ice towel to reduce the heat, Emperor Jianheng took it and wiped it, and then asked, "What about Feng Wei." ”

Hearing this, the chamberlain hurriedly said, "Back to Your Majesty, Gonggong Feng went to the General Administration Department." (Note: The order of the cashier, the understanding of the situation, the investigation of the official documents of customs defense, the report of the subjects of the Quartet, the appeal of the situation, the military situation, the disaster and other matters, especially the secret performance of the subjects, can be directly submitted to the Department of General Administration.) ）

Emperor Jianheng let out a faint "um", then handed over the ice towel, took a new ice towel and put it on his forehead, leaned comfortably on the back of the couch and said, "Bring another ice towel." ”

As soon as the words fell, the chamberlain hurriedly went down, but after a while, several chamberlains cautiously carried a gilded double-layer ice guard and walked in, and placed it in the corner, the ice cube on the outer layer of the ice guard was bubbling with cold air, lingering in the hall, and a refreshing coolness gradually invaded the skin.

Emperor Jianheng closed his eyes slightly and rested, and the chamberlain on the side carefully brought a fan with a shaft, and ordered a small chamberlain to pull the rope of the axis of the fan blade, and the fan blade automatically rotated, gradually setting off a cool breeze of habit.

At this time, the heat outside the hall was unbearable, and the palace people standing outside the door were all sweating profusely, and the sweat on their foreheads almost wet their hair, so they couldn't help but lower their heads, quickly wiped their sleeves, and stood up again.

At this time, Feng Wei, who was dressed in a purple robe, walked in, followed by a small attendant holding a locked box, and came to the bottom of the stone steps, everyone was busy bending down to salute, Feng Wei nodded slightly, looked up and glanced at the sunburned attendants, and said while walking up the stone steps: "It's been hot these days, and you have worked hard." ”

Everyone didn't dare to say when they heard this, but Feng Wei turned his head slightly at the moment he entered the door and said: "Add a chilled sour plum soup to each room today, and I will drink it when I change shifts for a while, let's go to the summer." ”

As soon as these words fell, everyone could not hide their joy and gratitude, the courtesy was light and affectionate, although it was a sour plum soup, it was not easy, there were regulations for the food in the palace, and the money was naturally taken out by Lord Feng from his own share, how unhappy were they when they were in charge of such a thing.

This is to put aside the old guy Wei An in the past, when did he see them as gatekeepers, and now they are considered to have met good people, thinking of this, everyone has more and more respect for Feng Wei in their hearts.

When Feng Wei walked into the inner hall, he instantly felt the cold silk clasp coming, and when he looked up and saw Emperor Jianheng resting with his eyes closed, Feng Wei waved his hand silently, signaling the waiting chamberlain not to make a sound, only turned around and took the box from the hand of the little chamberlain behind him, personally sent it to the emperor's case, and put it on it without a sound.

"It's back. ”

Emperor Jianheng's voice suddenly sounded, causing Feng Wei to pause slightly, and then hurriedly put his hands in front of him, bowed his head and said respectfully: "It's the slave maid who woke up Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Jianheng slowly opened his eyes, and when he got up gently, the ice towel that fell on his forehead was pinched by him, Feng Wei was busy to pick it up, but Emperor Jianheng motioned to the chamberlain beside him to take it, and then turned to look at the box on the case and said, "You personally take the key." ”

"Yes. ”

As soon as Emperor Jianheng's words fell, Feng Wei left in response.

It turned out that Cheng Zu, who was sitting on the dragon throne that year, issued an edict and ordered the political secretary to make a locked secret music box to shelv the most important official secret music, and each box was numbered, and the corresponding key of each number was locked in the emperor's place, so once the secret was put into the box, no one could open it except the emperor, and no one dared to open it. Because Cheng Zu also specially stipulated that anyone who privately opened the secret music box or opened the dense mud seal would be punished with 60 rods or even beheading, depending on the severity of the circumstances.

Because of this, during this period, many court officials were trembling, lest they would be presented in front of the emperor, because Chengzu had received a secret from the officials, and learned that the half-brother Cheng Wang was suspected of attempting to rebel, so he was a little more suspicious and wary of Cheng Wang, and later Cheng Wang was finally killed.

Brothers with the same surname are still like this, let alone these courtiers with foreign surnames?

When Feng Wei came back with the key in his hand, under the instruction of Emperor Jianheng, he carefully bent down and inserted the key in his hand into the lock cylinder, turned it slightly, only to hear the sound of "pop", the lock on it was easily opened, Feng Wei took off the lock, and gently opened the box, only to see a dense seal with a red clay seal placed horizontally inside.

"Your Majesty. Feng Wei bowed down and handed Mi Shu to Emperor Jianheng.

Emperor Jianheng took it, took it a little closer, and saw the imprints of Shangshu officials from the mud prints.

"It turned out to be Chen Zhi. ”

Chen Zhi is the first emperor in the four years of the jinshi, in the court is upright, honest and honest, now the official to Nanjing Yudu imperial history, is the famous "incorruptible minister", "direct minister". Whether it was released as a county order at the beginning, or now, it has quite a political achievement and is very loved by the people. Every time he was transferred, the people to whom he belonged would spontaneously send him out of the post station outside the city, crying.

Therefore, whether in the eyes of the first emperor or in the eyes of Emperor Jianheng today, Chen Zhi is a rare courtier, and he is a rare good official.

Now Chen Zhi would actually use the secret music box to perform things, it was really a bit surprising, Emperor Jianheng couldn't help but be a little curious, who should he play.

Emperor Jianheng took the silver piece handed over by Feng Wei, opened the mud seal, and pulled out a letterhead from the secret note.

Emperor Jianheng opened the first letter first, his eyes fell on it seriously, and the hall gradually fell silent, only the sound of a slight fan, and in this slowly draining time, Feng Wei on the side clearly saw that Emperor Jianheng's face changed from stunned to angry, and finally gradually became dark and terrifying, and he could almost see Emperor Jianheng using all his strength to tightly squeeze the note, and the strong force could be seen that the letter was trembling slightly.

When the fan on the side saw it, he couldn't help but be more cautious in his hands, lest the loud voice would anger the emperor.

"Bastard!"

The emperor suddenly threw out the tantric music in his hand, and the thin pages of paper floated in the air and gradually fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty is angry. ”

The people in the room were shocked by the bluffing, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, buried their heads deadly, and did not dare to make a sound, only wondering how they were so unlucky, but at this time to serve the holy car.

"Go, summon Chen Zhi back to Beijing for me. ”

Feng Wei pondered slightly when he heard this, and at the moment when Emperor Jianheng frowned, he hurriedly replied: "Back to Your Majesty's words, Lord Chen said that he knew that the matter was big and related to the people's hearts and minds, so he had quietly entered Beijing on the day of this secret submission, and now he is in Beijing. ”

Emperor Jianheng's eyes were stunned when he heard this, and then he said in a deep voice: "Quick transmission!" Mobile phone users, please browse and read,