Jiajing opened the song and looked at the part of the guilty plea in front of him, but his heart sank slightly, and he immediately snorted coldly and said: "These officials are all treacherous villains, and with the power to hear about things, it is really black and white. However, this Lin Ruoyu was too cautious, and he even neglected to show himself, did he think that I would be deceived by the villain? ”

Although a few days have passed, he still maintains a very high impression of Lin Haoran. Every time he thought of Lin Haoran uncovering such a huge salt smuggling network, he was both angry and relieved, and he naturally loved Lin Haoran.

"If it weren't for Lord Lin seizing 100,000 stones of private salt, the slave would actually think that he was really a traitor!" Feng Bao's heart moved slightly, but he suddenly expressed his opinion.

Since Jiajing ascended the throne, the suppression of internal supervision has been all-round.

In the past, many kings of the Ming Dynasty regarded the internal eunuchs as their ministers, and many government affairs relied on the eunuchs.

It's just that in the Jiajing Dynasty, Jiajing regarded the Taijian as a slave and maid, not only removed the local town guards and eunuchs, but also firmly grasped the right to approve red, and strictly restrained them from participating in government affairs.

The reason why Yan Song was able to take charge of the government in the past, in addition to Jiajing's trust in him, was that the internal supervisor could not decentralize power at all, thus forming the status quo of the position of first assistant with great power.

Huang Jin and Chen Hong heard Feng Bao's opinion, but they looked at Jiajing carefully. I wanted to know if Feng Bao had angered the emperor, and I also wanted to know if the emperor had relaxed some restraints on their internal supervision, and whether they could get some right to participate in government affairs.

"Lin Haoran is not a traitor!" Jiajing gave a categorical answer, and continued to comment without raising his head: "He has courage and ability, just like he was back then, but it's a pity that he is too young!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, it could be regarded as meeting Lin Haoran's expectations. With these words, if he is attacked again in the future for patrolling salt, I am afraid that he will not be able to pass the Jiajing pass at all.

Huang Jin and Chen Hong couldn't tell whether Jiajing had relaxed their internal supervision or because of a high sense of identification with Lin Haoran, so they couldn't judge for a while.

Chen Hong is a somewhat ambitious person, and he has a very good impression of Lin Haoran, so he tentatively patted his ass and said: "Master, the slave thinks that it is a good thing that Lin Haoran is young, so that he can assist the emperor for decades like Yan Ge Lao!" ”

"Huh...... How could I! Jiajing smiled heartily, but he thought that he didn't live so long, and he felt very unlucky, so he directly changed his words: "I hope so!" ”

Huang Jin was still unsure whether Jiajing had relaxed the controls on them, but he secretly sighed in his heart, knowing that the emperor still longed for immortality, thinking that he could live forever and even soar in the daytime.

Perhaps it is for this reason that even if King Jing has been in the domain for more than a year, no one in the courtiers has suggested that the emperor should establish a prince. Even if the eldest grandson of Yuwangfu is born now, there is no official congratulatory watch.

Under the decades of obscenity of this Ming king, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty seemed to be castrated, and no official risked his future and his life.

Waiting seems to have become a tacit understanding of all parties, and the civil and military officials and King Yu outside all seem to be in order, no longer mentioning the affairs of the monarch or the king's grandson, and seem to be waiting for the day when the emperor will be buried.

Jiajing may or may not have insight into this, but he has consistently pursued immortality, taboo officials to talk about the aftermath of his funeral, and he is not allowed to talk about the establishment of the prince.

Hey?

Jiajing saw the second half of the song, but showed a solemn expression.

Huang Jin and Chen Hong quickly caught this expression, and their hearts moved slightly. Both of them were speculating about what variables Lin Haoran had brought, which made the emperor show such a rare expression.

Time passed minute by minute, the palace people did not dare to breathe, and the palace was so quiet that it could be heard.

Jiajing is very good at power and art, and he is also very assertive about government affairs, so he was rated as the smartest emperor of the Ming Dynasty by people who did good things in later generations. At this time, he looked at the second half of the song, and was already thinking seriously about something.

After a while, he seemed to have an idea, and then his eyes left the song, and he directly ordered Huang Jin next to him: "Tomorrow, call Xu Ge Lao, Yan Shangshu, and Wu Shangshu here!" ”

"Yes!" Huang Jin didn't know why, but he still respectfully saluted.

The capital has always been the center of the whirlpool, and it is full of struggles.

Although Xu Jie replaced Yan Song, he did not have the arbitrary and arbitrary attitude of Yan Song's father and son, resulting in the court having the Shanxi department of Yang Bo, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, the Zhejiang department of Dong Fen, the Shanxi department of Wu Shan, and the Henan department of Guo Pu, the former secretary of the Ministry of Officials.

As the situation in the court becomes more complicated, the fighting here is even more turbulent, and all sides are looking for opportunities to rise.

The matter of illegal salt is further fermented, some people want to protect themselves, but some people want to take the opportunity to crack down. Since the Tianjin Wei General was recommended by Yang Bo, Yang Bo has been under a lot of pressure recently, and public opinion in the capital has pointed to this high-ranking military secretary.

Huaishu Hutong, Xufu.

An ordinary-looking sedan chair returned in the evening, and slowly landed in the front yard, from which came a thin little old man, but with a kind of majesty.

"Dad, you're back!" The tall Xu Fan came from inside when he heard the news, and complained slightly to his father.

Xu Jie had long been accustomed to his son's virtue, and he didn't even pay attention to his son, but walked straight inside. Unlike many officials, he likes to go into the study when he goes home, and he usually likes to read or write.

"Dad, there's an accident at home!" Xu Fan kept following behind Xu Jie, and when he entered the study, he immediately said with a bitter face.

Xu Jie sat down in the side hall, took the teacup from the housekeeper, and asked with a straight face: "Is it Xu Kun or Xu Ying?" ”

"Well, it's not the second and third brothers!" Xu Fan was immediately slightly stunned, and then corrected: "Actually, it's not our family, it's the third uncle who has an accident!" ”

Xu Jie took a sip of hot tea, still frowning, and asked patiently, "What is the specific matter?" ”

"Dad, please look!" Xu Fan immediately took out a letter and handed it to Xu Jie with both hands.

Xu Jie gently put down the teacup, then reached out to take the letter, and read it carefully. Slowly, he followed Jiajing's face, with a solemn expression on his face.