As soon as the news came out, and some people fanned the flames behind their backs, the people in the capital were in an uproar.

At first, everyone only condemned the evil act of destroying the embankment and flooding the fields, and the object of condemnation was more Xu Kun, but with the guidance of well-intentioned people, the spearhead of public opinion in the capital gradually pointed directly at Xu Jie, the second assistant of the current dynasty.

"Xu Jie's godson is not strict, he deserves to be punished!"

"Destroying embankments and flooding fields is a heinous crime, and its crime should be punished!"

"You are the second assistant, you should be the model of the world, and there is no way to do it in the Imabari family, so you should quit immediately!"

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The scholars in the capital didn't know whether they were psychologically distorted by the imperial examination, or if they were born full of enthusiasm, and they dared to directly reprimand Xu Jie. They not only condemned in public places such as restaurants, but even went to Dongjiang Rice Lane to stop the sedan chair and deliver the complaint.

For a while, the condemnation of Xu Jie was endless, and when Xu Jie, the second assistant of the court, became a rat crossing the street, and even Xu Fan hid at home and did not dare to go to the government office.

Yesterday was still the beautiful Xu Mansion, but in just one night, the courtyard seemed to be a lot colder, and only some core figures of the Xu Party and Xu Jie's protégés came in and out.

Dali Temple, in prison.

"I'll recruit! I'm all recruited! ”

In the darkness of the chamber, a frightened voice came from within.

Only one day later, Dali Temple Qing Wan Cai went to the court and submitted a confession of He Jiu.

He Jiu not only confessed that he was a servant of the Xu family, but also admitted that he was instructed by Xu Kun to destroy the embankment, and confessed to all kinds of crimes he had committed, including the murder of Zeng Siyi.

At this point, Zeng Si's case was officially solved, but this was not something that everyone cared about at all. Everyone never cared about Zeng Si's life or death, nor who killed Zeng Si, but only knew that the Xu family was behind the destruction of the embankment and flooded the fields.

As the rumors became the truth, the condemnation of the scholars in the capital became even stronger, as the saying goes: the son does not teach, and the father is guilty. Xu Jie's son Xu Kun committed such an evil act, and Xu Jie naturally couldn't escape the blame.

"Liu Bocheng, the left waiter of the Ministry of Weichen Industry, please arrest Xu Kun!"

"Chen Shi, the right attendant of the Weichen Criminal Department, please give the people of Songjiang justice!"

"Weichen Huke gave Zhang Sandou a sentence in the matter, please treat Xu Jie's lax pipe!"

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One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the officials led by Liu Bocheng, the left attendant of the Ministry of Industry, went up one after another, requesting that the people involved in the destruction of the embankment and flooding the fields be severely punished, and at the same time pointed the finger at Xu Jie, the first assistant of the current dynasty.

Unlike the clamor of the scholars, the officials took practical action. The notes of impeachment flew to Xiyuan one after another through the General Administration Department like snowflakes, and soon presented to the emperor's desk.

With so many officials going up and down together, even if it was Emperor Jiajing, who had always been stubborn and self-serving, in the face of the demands of so many officials, he had to take into account the feelings of these courtiers. More importantly, maintaining the justice of the imperial court has always been the need and duty of emperors.

In the West Garden, in the Wanshou Palace, it seems very quiet here.

Jiajing, who was wearing a plain white robe, sat cross-legged on a bright yellow futon, a faint sandalwood lingered in his nose, and the whole person seemed to have entered a realm of selflessness.

Huang Jin stood outside the meditation, even if Jiajing was meditating in Xuanxiu, he did not take the opportunity to be lazy, but waited outside in peace, his eyes vigilantly watching Jiajing's movements, as if he was a person who lived for Jiajing.

As time passed, Huang Jinzhan's legs became numb, but he moved his position slightly, reached out and rubbed his feet and stomach, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

Although Feng Bao knew that the rules in the palace were strict, he was inevitably young and active, and he was already squatting on the ground to study the floor tiles carved with birds and beasts, and he was quite fascinated by the soaring eagle.

It was in a trance that he suddenly heard a slight cough, and he immediately looked for the past in a daze. Facing his godfather's serious gaze, he quickly stood up from the ground and showed a flattering smile.

cough cough cough ......

A series of coughs came from the quiet room, like thunder.

Huang Jin didn't care about teaching Feng Bao a lesson, his whole face showed a frightened expression, and he immediately ran in a hurry, knelt down in front of Jiajing and asked with great concern: "Master, are you okay?" ”

In response to him, it was still a fierce cough, Jiajing was no longer sitting cross-legged, and the dignified Ninety-Five Venerable actually made a half-kneeling motion, and he was even more in a posture of coughing up the bile water.

Huang Jin commanded the eunuchs and palace maids to serve Jiajing, and commanded: "Quick! Tell the Imperial Doctor! ”

"I'm fine!"

After Jiajing took a sip of water, he lightly raised his hand to stop it. Even though he was in poor health, he still insisted on the dignity of an emperor, and his eyes were full of undoubted sternness.

Huang Jin wanted to call Imperial Physician Chen over to diagnose the emperor, but he didn't dare to disobey the emperor's intentions, so he could only look at Jiajing pitifully, hoping that Jiajing could change his mind.

Jiajing's nature is stubborn, let alone a little minion, even if his father is resurrected, I am afraid it will not change his decision. It's just that he looked at the sandalwood that was only half burning, but he reluctantly gave an order: "Fu Zhen will lie down in the past!" ”

He originally planned to meditate on a pillar of incense here, but now he couldn't hold on to even half a pillar of incense, which made his body tired at the moment, but his heart seemed even more tired.

Changsheng hadn't seen it yet, but his body was getting more and more unbearable, and his Dao heart was shaken a little.

Huang Jin led Jiajing to lie down on the soft couch carefully, and immediately led the palace maid to be busy, and then asked carefully: "Master, are you better?" ”

Jiajing was lying on the soft collapse, his complexion obviously improved, but he looked at the top of the hall with disappointment, and said in a non-questionable voice: "Huang Jin, you said that I have been seeking immortality for more than thirty years, why can't I achieve it so far?" ”

Huang Jin's mouth was bitter, he wanted to point out that there was no immortality in the world, but he knew that this was a taboo. If he really said this, then the position of his celebrant seal would come to an end, and even his life would still have to be explained here.

Although the emperor is a person who misses the old people more, he is more ruthless than anyone else when he dares to violate his taboos. The eunuchs and palace maids in this palace alone, the number of people who were killed by the rod is not a small number.

After thinking about it, he replied flatteringly: "This is God still testing the master's mind!" Didn't Yasheng say it? The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin......"

"That's it!" Jiajing stopped him from reading, but his mood improved significantly slightly, and he looked at the top of the hall and said with emotion: "It's just that I can't afford to wait, I need a better method of immortality, even if it costs everything!" ”