Autumn in the capital is a bit chilly, the green brick streets seem to be less lively and noisy in the past, and the sky is always gloomy after a few autumn rains.

It's just that the restaurants and tea shops are still as lively as ever, and the scholars and people of the capital seem to have endless energy and wisdom, always holding wine glasses or tea cups to scold Fang Xuan and point out the country.

"Wasn't the Zhenwu Battalion disbanded?"

"Who knows, I heard that it was caused by the household department's deduction of military salaries!"

"The household department can be described as a little ghost, deducting people's salaries, and it is strange if people don't make trouble!"

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The people in the capital have always been well-informed, and the news of the mutiny in the Zhenwu camp in Nanjing has spread, and the wine or tea guests here have pointed the finger at the household and Lin Haoran.

The dignified Ming Dynasty is a second-class official, and the household department Shangshu, who holds the financial power of the Ming Dynasty, has become a "little ghost" in the eyes of many of them, and even blames Lin Haoran for the fault of the matter.

The truth of the matter has become not so important, and public opinion in the capital has pointed the finger at Lin Haoran, directly pushing Lin Haoran to the forefront.

Lin Haoran has not cleared up the suspicion in the Liu Ruyue incident that has just passed, but it turned out to be a matter again, which can be said to be worse, showing the momentum of the storm.

It's just that the hustle and bustle of the market can't affect the court situation, especially the current emperor Jiajing hides in Xiyuan to cultivate immortals and practice pills all the year round, even if the people in the capital shout through their throats, it can't reach Jiajing's ears.

In the West Garden, autumn is getting stronger, the trees on the island have withered and yellowed, and this golden palace group has lost some vitality.

The eunuchs and palace maids went in and out of the Wanshou Palace, and everyone was like busy ants, walking on the smooth ground without making a sound, as if walking on thin ice.

The recitals on the case of the head of the front hall were already piled up, but the eunuchs and palace maids did not stop, but hurriedly walked through and walked towards the bedroom of the inner hall.

Jiajing, the lord of hundreds of millions of people living in the Ming Dynasty, dared to cough so unscrupulously here, and there was no doubt that Jiajing himself was there, which made the eunuchs and palace maids bow their heads in fear.

Inside, Huang Jin was already waiting anxiously there. Under the guidance of Huang Jin, the eunuchs and palace people sent toiletries and served the emperor.

Jiajing sat on the edge of the bed as before, cooperating with the washing, but the wrinkles on her face increased significantly.

Although he is a long-lived emperor, after all, he is no match for the erosion of time, except for the appearance of fair skin, the whole person is not much different from many sixty-year-olds, and the hair on his head has also turned gray.

After contracting the wind chill last winter, his health has not improved. Although he insisted on fasting and taking elixir, his condition has not improved, and his cough has worsened recently.

However, this did not shake his determination to cultivate, he has been a stubborn character since he was a child, and even on the day of death, he will not give up his dream of eternal life.

"Master, you have a worse cough than yesterday, why don't you call Imperial Doctor Li to come and take a look?" Huang Jin was always concerned about Jiajing's physical condition, and then he proposed with concern.

Like a willful and stubborn child, Jiajing waved his hand with a straight face, but asked: "I don't need such mundane things, let's send the elixir in!" ”

Huang Jin sighed secretly, he also knew that the emperor listened to the persuasion, so today's sun would hit the west and come out, so he helplessly beckoned to the eunuchs and palace maids behind the bead curtain.

Strange to say, with the elixir in his stomach, Jiajing's body appeared warm, and the symptoms of coughing were significantly reduced, and the elixir refined by Tao Fang and Tao Chengen and others seemed to have a miraculous effect. extraordinary

I also have to admit that Xu Jie is only a good hand in finding people, and Lan Daoxing, who was recommended in the past, has become the most valued prophet Taoist, and now Tao Fang, who is pulling the strings, has become the number one alchemist at present.

"Huang Jin, what's the news from Nanjing today?" After Jiajing took the pill, he asked with concern.

Although he was obsessed with cultivating Xuan, he was also unwilling to become a sinner of the Zhu family, and he was unwilling to lose the Ming dynasty in his hands. The reason why Yang Bo was valued at the beginning was that Yang Bo could help him defend the frontier.

Since he learned the news of the mutiny in Nanjing's Zhenwu camp, he was also anxious and attached great importance to Nanjing, so he was also the first to inquire about Nanjing's information.

It's almost noon now, and a lot of news will be sent to the palace.

Huang Jin is a very peaceful eunuch, and he has always been able to ask about political affairs without asking, and at this moment he responded with a bitter face: "Master, the slaves don't dare to inquire blindly, but Elder Xu Ge and Elder Yan Ge have been here before, and it seems that there is good news about their appearance!" ”

Jiajing was satisfied with Huang Jin's duty, but he also felt that Huang Jin lacked a kind of shrewdness, so he asked Huang Jin to send someone to call Xu Jie and Yan Ne together.

Whenever he encounters something important, Jiajing often asks his courtiers. It is precisely because he often asks the cabinet ministers that the status of the cabinet of this dynasty has reached its peak, and the status of the cabinet ministers has now surpassed the six Shangshu.

A little eunuch went to Wuyi Hall to convey his will, Xu Jie and Yan Ne seemed to have been waiting for a long time, so they followed the little eunuch towards Wanshou Palace together.

Yikes......

A pitch-black crow nested in the bald tree on the edge of the Taiye Pool, and its black diamond-like eyes were staring at the people who hurriedly walked by the palace road, and it seemed to tear a few times in a loud voice.

The crow's cry did not attract the attention of Xu Jie and Yan Ne, and the two communicated while walking, as if only the two of them were left in the whole world.

Wu Shan walked from the palace gate, first heard the crow's cry, and then saw Xu Jie and Yan Ne who were heading towards Wanshou Palace from a distance, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although Xu Jie is not as powerful as Yan Song, he likes to use the excuse of cultivating history to send these ministers to the side.

When Xu Jie took over the position of Yan Song's first assistant, he sent Yuan Wei to the pretext of revising the "Chronicles of the Rising Capital", and even took the opportunity to arrange his protégé Zhang Juzheng to serve as the vice president of the "Chronicles of the Rising Capital" for cultivation.

Now, he entered the cabinet at the same time as Yan Ne and Li Chunfang, but he was still arranged by Xu Jie's suggestion that the emperor revise "Chengtian Dazhi", so that he, Yan Ne and Li Chunfang could not touch the core voting power.

However, he knew very well in his heart that what Xu Jie really wanted to exclude was him Wu Shan, like Yan Ne and Li Chunfang were already the next first assistants he wanted to cultivate.

Li Chunfang led a few Hanlin ministers to be busy in the history room, and when he saw Wu Shan coming in, he saluted respectfully and said, "I've seen Lord Cifu!" ”

"Where's the old man Yan Ge?" Wu Shan pretended not to see Yan Ne being summoned just now, but he slightly picked up the identity of the president of "Chengtian Dazhi" and asked.

Li Chunfang was a person with a gentle personality, and replied honestly: "Yan Ge was called over by Yuan Fu earlier! ”

"Huh? But what happened? Wu Shan asked with pretended concern.

Li Chunfang did not suspect that there was fraud, and immediately shook his head lightly and said: "It doesn't seem to be a big deal, but I heard that I heard the news from Nanjing, and I heard that I can negotiate to resolve the mutiny!" ”

Wu Shan was also a politically sensitive official, his eyelids couldn't help jumping a few times, and he looked very worried in the direction of Wanshou Palace, and a very bad premonition surged in his heart.