"Your Majesty, is this true?"

Guo Pu no longer thought about how to explain the misunderstanding to the saint, but the whole person was like being struck by lightning, staring at those eyes and directly facing Jiajing for verification.

When Jiajing heard this question, he suddenly felt that the imperial power was being provoked, and his face instantly became ugly.

When Huang Jin saw this scene, he deliberately protected Guo Pu, and immediately stood up to ease the atmosphere and accused: "Lord Guo, someone met the third mourner of your family in Yongdingmen today, and the funeral cloth is now hanging in your house, and even the miscellaneous family already knows about this matter, do you still think that there is a fake?" ”

"How?"

Even if Guo Pudang believed Huang Jin's words, his brain couldn't help buzzing, and his thoughts became extremely confused.

Not only was he caught off guard by the news of his father's sudden death, but if this thing was true, he would not only have to go home to keep filial piety for three years, but also face a big trouble.

When his cousin Guo Yuntao came to report the funeral, he one-sidedly believed Deputy Butler Liu, so that he drove Guo Yuntao out of Guo's mansion, and even blatantly denied the death of his old father.

It's just that now things have been proven to be true, his old father has really passed away, which is undoubtedly a blatant slap in the face, and it is even more suspected of concealing the news of his father's death for the sake of power.

On the contrary, the current emperor is a very filial person.

In the past, in order to give his prince and father a good name, the emperor did not hesitate to stand on the opposite side of the civil and military officials, and initiated a protracted ceremony, and even sent the king of Xingxian to the Taimiao, and now let Yuan Wei be responsible for the revision of the "Xingdu Chronicles".

But no matter how good the impression he created for the emperor before, with the suspicion of concealing the funeral for the sake of power, he had already fallen to the bottom in the emperor's heart.

It is no wonder that the emperor is so angry, he has indeed lost the emperor's heart in this matter.

Jiajing's anger came to his heart, and he immediately asked sternly: "Huazhou Meng Sheng hid his mother's clothes, Dali Temple was broken, and Meng Sheng committed suicide." Guo Aiqing, do you want to learn from Meng Sheng? ”

"The Book of Rites" says: The funeral of his parents, he has not been in politics for three years. It is precisely like this, no matter how powerful an official is, if he encounters the death of his parents, he must stay away from officialdom for three years.

Due to the fact that communication and transportation were not developed at this time, it was not easy for the imperial court to verify this kind of thing one by one, so the incident of "hiding the funeral" occurred frequently. Even if "Tang Law" gave a sentence, those who hid their funerals were still repeatedly banned.

Jiajing deliberately cited the example of an official named Meng Sheng in Huazhou, who concealed the news of his mother's death, and finally sentenced him to exile and then to death.

Although Guo Pu knew that it was impossible for the emperor to use such a heavy criminal law, a cold sweat immediately surged up on his back, and he hurriedly pleaded: "Your Majesty, please be aware that the minister doesn't know!" ”

"Do you want to continue to hide it until now?" Jiajing put down the song heavily, glared at Guo Pu angrily and asked.

Guo Pu's tears came as soon as he said it, and he pleaded with a great injustice: "Your Majesty, the minister is wronged!" The minister is loyal to the emperor, and he is even more filial to his father, how can he do such a disloyal and unfilial thing. If the minister does this, he is willing to die with ten thousand arrows piercing his heart! ”

"You really don't know?" Jiajing squinted his eyes and asked seriously.

Guo Pu looked at Jiajing with tears in his eyes, and took the opportunity to explain: "A few days ago, Deputy Butler Liu went to the capital, but he didn't mention the funeral, but only sent a letter and souvenirs. Later, when the cousin came again, although he came to report the funeral, he did not have a family letter to rely on, and even claimed that Deputy Butler Liu was the first to report the funeral, so it was determined that he was deceived and came to Beijing to report the funeral. At that time, the minister remembered that the plan of Jingcha was related to the country, so he clarified that the funeral was a fictitious matter, and the minister did not hide the funeral, and asked the saint to investigate! ”

By the end of the day, two lines of tears had already crossed his cheeks and fell to the collar of his shirt. It's just that he didn't bow his head, but turned his face to Jiajing, with a look of great injustice.

"Is that true?" Seeing him like this, Jiajing asked in a softened tone.

Guo Pu was secretly happy in his heart, but he raised his finger and swore solemnly: "If there is half a lie, I wish the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!" ”

Jiajing sighed lightly, already believing eight points.

He has been in charge of this dynasty for forty-two years, and it is not uncommon for him to be so ignorant of the virtues of this court, and it is not uncommon for him to mix with each other.

It is also possible that Guo Pu was overshadowed, and the deputy housekeeper Liu was bought by others, and finally under the secret action, Guo Pu was charged with concealment.

Guo Pu saw that Jiajing didn't speak, but he didn't have a bottom in his heart, so he took the initiative to probe: "Your Majesty, the minister now knows that his father has died, please allow the minister to return to his hometown to worry!" ”

Ding Wei, these two words are full of bitterness.

According to the rules of the imperial court, he will leave the capital for three years. Although at this moment, he also hoped that the emperor could speak out to retain him and take away his affection.

Like Yan Shifan in the past, he did not return to his hometown to keep filial piety as usual, but was allowed to keep filial piety in the capital. On the other hand, he is far more sacred than Yan Shifan, maybe the emperor will take away his affection for him and let him continue to stay in the position of the secretary of the ministry.

"Write a note!" Although Jiajing can not pursue the matter of concealing the funeral, it is impossible to take away Guo Pu's affection, and he responded flatly.

Guo Pu couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, and the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.

Just now, he was still in charge of the capital of the hundred officials of the Ministry of Shangshu, but with the death of his father, he is going to leave the capital for three years, away from this center of power.

Huang Jin looked at Guo Pu kneeling on the ground with sympathy, and his eyes were also full of fear in the past, as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary official.

"Obey the order!" Guo Pu naturally didn't dare to raise his objections, but he raised his head hopefully and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, today's Jingcha matter is still a little worse, do you want to continue?" ”

As long as he can successfully complete this Jingcha, and his team is promoted in this Jingcha, then he will retain a strong political capital. Not to mention that he will return to the dynasty in the future, even the throne of Shoufu can be contested.

Jiajing's brows furrowed slightly, picked up a copy of the music, and said lightly: "Now your affairs are quite noisy, take a break for the time being, you can go home directly!" ”

"Retire!" Guo Pu's heart had already sunk to the bottom, and he gave a serious salute to Jiajing, who was reviewing the recital.

He was finally able to get up from the ground, but he had to leave here, from this court. This is slow, but I don't know where this year's Jingcha will go, and what kind of fate his team will have.

Huang Jin watched Guo Pu leave in despair, but he couldn't help but whisper to Jiajing, who had already put down his soothing: "Your Majesty, maybe Guo Shangshu doesn't know, he was indeed framed!" ”

"It doesn't matter anymore!" Jiajing waved his hand lightly.

Hearing this, Huang Jin knew that there was no room for maneuver in Guo Pu's affairs, but he couldn't help but glance at Feng Bao, who had been standing next to the red lacquer pillar, but Feng Bao's face remained calm.

He seems to be a pillar, and anything that happens here has nothing to do with him, but he happened to meet the house slave of Guo Mansion who reported the funeral at Yongding Gate, and then followed the emperor to mention this, that's all.