Chapter Eighty-Six: An Unlucky Egg
Liu Qiao turned his head to look at him and said in a muffled voice:
"If you want to face the saint, go to the emperor, what about a king Huazhen?"
Subconsciously, he seemed to be quite resistant to the other saint, I don't know if he was simply afraid of the emperor, or if he didn't want to provoke the powerful Wei clan.
"What are you talking about?" Xu Xianchun frowned.
"Zhang Heming has been run by the East Factory, and his head is being cut off in full swing outside, Wang Huazhen will hand it over to them again, who would know that this Jingshi also has a Beizhen Fusi?"
"If you don't fight with Dongchang, the emperor will hand over everything to Fanzi in the future. At that time, shouldn't Beizhen Fusi live under the East Factory? ”
In fact, he still hasn't finished half a sentence, judging from the current factory official Wei Zhongxian, the means are not much more clever and vicious than our Jinyi Guard commander.
If it is just to be inferior to others, the key is that with Wei Zhongxian's temperament, he will not stop if he does not completely turn Jinyiwei into a subsidiary of Dongchang.
At that time, he will become someone else's second dog.
"That's... I'm going to face the saint tomorrow. Liu Qiao hesitated again and again, and when he saw that the Jinyi guards were persuaded so badly, he was still determined to enter the palace.
Xu Xianchun said: "Not tomorrow, my subordinates received news that Wang Huazhen will be escorted to Beijing tomorrow morning, and he has to go now!" ”
"In such a hurry?" Liu Qiao was stunned.
Xu Xianchun said: "Commander, you have to think about the brothers, no one wants to go out and be looked down upon by the fans of Dongchang." ”
"Jinyiwei is Jinyiwei, and the east factory is the east factory!"
Now he doesn't seem to have the idea of voting for Wei Zhongxian in the future.
Seeing that Xu Xianchun and the others were firm, Liu Qiao took a few deep breaths, and also stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go now." ”
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In the evening, the two eunuchs of the Qianqing Palace finished their errands and sat under the tree to relax, and one said, "Have you heard?" ”
"It's so big, so many people know about it."
Another eunuch was a little gloating, and said: "In order to fight for which side to dispose of Wang Huazhen, Dongchang and Jinyiwei have broken their heads. ”
"What are you laughing at?" At first the eunuch looked at him in astonishment, and sighed:
"The factory guards are all working for the emperor, but now that there is a fight, presumably the emperor is not easy to decide."
The eunuch smiled and said in a low voice:
"Fu Yingxing, the head of the East Factory, is the nephew of today's factory father, and Liu Qiao, the commander of Jinyiwei, all have to come to face the saint."
"It's a big deal."
At first, the eunuch said, "Hey, what do you know?" ”
"A few months ago, many prisoners in Beizhen Fusi moved to the East Factory, which was the first to be deceived by the East Factory, and the commander of Jinyiwei couldn't help it, so he came to fight."
While chatting, he saw a figure, and the little eunuch said:
"The Lord is coming."
So, the two eunuchs hurriedly gathered their expressions and quietly walked away.
Walking all the way, Liu Qiao's flying fish suit was stained with the dew of the night in the palace, and his tentacles were moist and cool.
Raising his head and glancing at the emperor who was squinting in the Xinuan Pavilion, he took a deep breath and said:
"Jinyi Wei commands Liu Qiao, see the emperor!"
This sudden sound woke up Zhu Youxiao, who was leaning on the seat.
His eyes moved slightly, glanced at the comer, and said:
"Here you are, sit down."
When the words landed, Wang Chaofu, the steward and eunuch of the Qianqing Palace, hurriedly brought a chair and placed it behind Liu Qiao.
After the latter sat down, Zhu Youxiao yawned and asked tiredly: "You don't often enter the palace, what is the important matter that you suddenly come this time?" ”
"Back to the emperor." Liu Qiao's buttocks hit the corner of the chair, and said carefully: "The minister received news that Wang Huazhen will be escorted back to Beijing tomorrow, how to deal with it..."
"Oh."
Zhu Youxiao nodded slightly, his eyes closed, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation in his emotions.
"The thief is going to be escorted back, and this matter has also been mentioned to me by the Dongchang side, tell me what you think."
Liu Qiao said: "Wang Huazhen lost his teacher and lost his land, and he fled more than Yang Hao, and he owed one death compared to Yuan Yingtai." ”
"If you only punish Zhang Heming and treat Wang Huazhen leniently, you will not be able to serve the heart of the world for eternity. The minister suggested that Your Majesty should use heavy canons to warn the future! ”
"How many people are there in Zhang Heming's three clans?" After being silent for a long time, Zhu Youxiao suddenly asked.
Liu Qiao didn't expect the emperor to ask him about this, so his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he didn't reply for a long time.
"Ministers, ministers don't know..."
"It's a pity, I thought that with your ability, I could figure this out before entering the palace." Zhu Youxiao sighed.
Liu Qiao was nervous, and he didn't know how to answer, so he just kept his head shut down.
Zhu Youxiao asked and replied to himself: "Counting Zhang Heming's father, brother, and son, there are two hundred and sixty-three people. ”
After a while, Zhu Youxiao threw out another copy of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and said, "Take a good look, and then tell me whether Xiong Tingbi should be arrested and returned to Jingshi." ”
Dali Temple Shaoqing Han Jing said:
On the same day, Xiong Tingbi went out of the customs, and His Majesty personally gave Shang Fang a sword and a unicorn brocade suit, trusting and protecting him in every way.
The Liao situation was urgent, the slave chieftain crossed the river, and 200,000 soldiers and civilians in Guangning were trapped, and Xiong Tingbi abandoned Shenyang without permission, and he could not shrink in Liaoyang, and he was afraid of the war.
Shakes people's hearts, three armies are running, who is willing to fight?
Wang Huazhen, the senator of Guangning, was loyal and brave, and he fought a bloody battle to capture the chieftain, but he was suspected and his merits were also convicted. As soon as this case is opened, there is no one who is willing to defend it outside the mountains and seas, and the society is in danger!
In the past, Yang Ho and Salhu were guilty, and now Xiong Tingbi is better than his crime. Does Your Majesty still want to connive and shield it? ”
After reading this recital, Liu Qiao was already sweating profusely.
Beads of sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and somehow, his hands were also shaking, and after a long time, he had a flash of inspiration and said in a trembling voice:
"Where did Your Majesty say that you want to be lenient Xiong Tingbi?"
"Your Majesty obviously just said that you can't indulge Wang Huazhen and Zhang Heming in forming a party for personal gain, and secretly complicit the crime of building captives!"
Liu Qiao threw Song Shu to the ground, as if he had endless anger in his chest.
"Han Jing, the young secretary of Dali Temple, made something out of nothing, secretly Chen Cang, and asked for his life for the rebel king Huazhen. The minister is also suspected of fornication, please let go of the driving sticker and arrest him to the edict for interrogation! ”
Zhu Youxiao lowered his eyelashes slightly, raised his head and gently pressed his forehead, and said:
"This pile of songs, all similar words, I ask you again, are these all fornications?"
When the emperor asked like this, Liu Qiao's heart became even more nervous, and he thought that he would be wrong.
Don't... The emperor wants to protect the king's chastity, and sin Xiong Tingbi?
Thinking like this in his heart, Liu Qiao only felt a chill behind him, and simply walked all the way to the dark, because changing his words at this time was undoubtedly looking for death.
So, he made up his mind:
"Back to the emperor, Beizhen Fusi found out that Han Jing and Wang Huazhen had dealings, and at this time, he must have selfish intentions. Yu's recital should be a direct admonition to the minister, and the minister did not dare to speculate. ”
Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Originally, Zhu was a little disappointed in Liu Qiao, but today is to take the opportunity to test whether Liu Qiao really wants to run Donglin.
This Liu Qiao, could it be that he suddenly opened his mind and his head lit up?
Actually, Zhu Youxiao's meaning is similar to what he said.
Han Jing poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, which Zhu Youxiao pulled out casually.
The rest, if not a hundred, but dozens, are all dealt with as the crime of captivity, don't they make it clear to the world that this Ming court has been built into a sieve?
Besides, it is a big crime to be captured, and if one case is punished by the three clans, the rest must at least be sentenced to the three clans, and dozens of the three clans will be punished, how many people will die.
Punish a Zhang Heming, the people applaud, but if there is too much, the government and the opposition will be turbulent, and the current Ming Dynasty can't withstand such a toss.
"What are you doing here?" Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao yawned, suddenly turned his head and asked:
"Wang Huazhen will go to Beijing tomorrow, deal with it with Han Jing, and you have to pay more attention to the affairs of Beizhen Fusi."
Liu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had been amnestied, he shook his head and said:
"The minister understands, the minister retires!"