"Your Majesty's ......"

On the fifth watch of the next day, when the Qinzheng Hall was in the morning, before the head of Li Qing's shouting was over, Wan Changning, a "part-time imperial historian", flashed out of class and knelt down on the main hall. When Emperor Xuande saw that he was so active, he immediately felt disgusted, and glanced meaningfully at Prime Minister Li Deng, who was standing at the head of the civil official team.

"Your Majesty, the household department got His Majesty's will a few days ago, so he began to negotiate with Dai Shaman Bagh, first approved a mansion in the north of the city as the land for the main altar of the shaman, and also approved an additional 100,000 taels of silver for the ancestor worship ceremony. After receiving the two mansions, the Shaman Bag did not do anything again. Most of the students on the three roads in Youbei have entered a state of semi-stagnation. Therefore, the minister wants to ask His Majesty today, if the ancestor worship ceremony in the next three days is smashed, what crime will the household have to convict? ”

Li Deng tried his best yesterday, but he couldn't sort out a clue from the mess. But it was about the safety of his baby daughter, and he couldn't help but calm down and wait for the situation to change. So, he decided to make a stone throw to ask for directions, wait for the Bag side to respond first, and then see the move himself, so as to wait for the times to change.

So this morning, Wan Changning, the number one barking dog under Li Dengmen, couldn't wait to start the first shot.

Bagh, who represents shamanism, and He Wendao stood in front of each other, one after the other, in another row. At this time, Emperor Xuande, under Wan Changning's soft and hard interrogation, turned his gaze to Bage.

Seeing that Bag couldn't hide, he had to stand up hard, and did not kneel down as a shaman, but bowed his hand, and then explained:

"Your Majesty, the relationship between the shaman and the people, no matter what the old man said, everyone knows it in their hearts. And shamanism has endured thousands of years of wind and frost, and it has been passed down to this day......"

Wan Changning, who was like a chicken's blood, immediately sneered when he heard this:

"Withering talent? I can't see it, can I? In the days when the Great Shaman Li Xuanyu was in charge, there must be a shaman every three villages. Moreover, in previous years, the believers of shamanism would prepare a big gift to present to His Majesty at the ancestor worship ceremony, although they were all worthless farm goods, but that also represented a piece of the people's heart that shamanism comforted His Majesty! As the old saying goes, those who win the hearts of the people ......"

"Shi'an, you wait first, the shaman is old, and his speech will naturally be slower. Listen quietly and let the shaman finish his sentence first......"

As soon as Bagge opened his mouth, Wan Changning, the number one loudspeaker in the middle of the court, came to grab Bai first, gagged his mouth tightly, his face was flushed, and he was stunned that he didn't find a space for Wan Changning to ventilate. Fortunately, Emperor Xuande was afraid that he would die suddenly in the Qinzheng Palace, so he stopped the high-spirited Wan Changning as the emperor.

Ba Ge was so blocked that he began to cough non-stop, so he had to wave his hand to He Wendao behind him, and he sat down on the chair that Li Qing had moved by order, covering his mouth with a cloth silk, his chest kept rising and falling and wheezing.

He Wendao straightened his shamanic robe, took two steps forward and spoke loudly:

"In Xia He Wendao, he is a close disciple of the previous great shaman Li Xuanyu, and currently serves as the shamanic protector. Now that the shaman is sick, I will clarify it on his behalf. ”

Speaking of this, He Wendao paused slightly. When Emperor Xuande's "talk" reached his ears, he spoke again.

"What was played by Wan Shilang has another hidden meaning. Because of his position as a shaman, he was born in the world, and he should walk among the mountains and rivers. Since ancient times, shamans have been among ethnic groups and tribes, and have been wise men or witch doctors. But no shaman would become the leader of the tribe. Because the shaman uses himself as a medium and helps others communicate with all things as his duty, he is already an immortal spirit from the time he officially becomes a shaman. ”

Wan Changning pursed his lips when he heard this, and was just about to refute it, but he was pressed back by Emperor Xuande's light cough. He Wendao only paused, and continued to speak as if he didn't notice it:

"The things of the gods are illusory, and I don't think you have much interest in listening to my preaching, so I'll just say something practical. The role of the shaman is to divinate the auspicious time for the tribe, pray for funerals, observe the clouds, and heal the wounds. But with the change of time, the original tribal leader has become the current Majesty, and the shamanism has not been able to keep up with you, and has not been able to transform into the most reliable help by your side in time, which is our fault. ”

When Emperor Xuande heard this, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Li Deng, who was wandering outside the world.

He Wendao spoke again:

It is for this reason that Dai Shaman Bagh has worked hard in his old age to turn shamanism from the current situation. His Majesty was also far-sighted, and gave full support to shamanism in terms of silver and land...... But! ”

He Wendao changed his words at this time, and his voice suddenly rose twice, startling several sleepy officials at the end of the team:

"At present, the shaman has only a mere subordinate and thirteen martial artists. Things always have to be done by people, so let me ask you, can we only accomplish such an important activity as the ancestor worship ceremony? Wan Shilang asked me today, and that's a good question! Then I would like to ask, in the eyes of your Wan Shilang, an old man of Dai Shaman Bagh should be able to carry a few logs and a few loads of green bricks? ”

Wan Changning peeked at Emperor Xuande, and when he saw that he didn't stop him, he stood up and walked to He Wendao's side:

"What He Protector said is called self-contradiction. If you are a shaman and a man who teaches prosperity in Ding, why does Your Majesty have to give money and send it to the house? The house is for you to make the altar, but what about the silver? Isn't it just for you to hire people to procure raw materials? According to what you say, I think you should check carefully, how did you spend the 100,000 silver! ”

Wan Changning's resounding words fell on top of the court, and the surroundings instantly quieted down, and the needles falling on the entire Qinzheng Hall could be heard, and the sound of breathing was much more obvious than usual.

In fact, everyone tacitly knows about corruption. As long as you don't do it, if you can get rid of the rain and dew, there is a tacit understanding between each other: before you plan to completely tear your face, no one will attack each other with corruption.

At this time, Wan Changning's rebuttal, the spearhead pointed directly at the shamanism's embezzlement of silver, this sentence is the war letter between the Dongyou Li family and the shamanism, completely tearing the face.

Unexpectedly, when everyone in the hall was holding their breath, He Wendao smiled very relaxedly:

"Hehe, the house approved by the Ministry of Household is still in front of the North City Gate; And the 100,000 taels of silver that Wan Shilang said, we haven't touched it at all. Wan Shilang said it well, what is the use of 100,000 taels of silver? It's for hiring people to buy materials! So do you know what kind of silver the so-called 100,000 taels he gave Wan Shilang for? ”

As soon as He Wendao said this, the color on Wan Changning's face changed for a while, and Emperor Xuande Yan Hunt suddenly became interested, his upper body leaned forward slightly, and he said in a pleasant tone mixed with questions:

"Oh? According to Wendao, what you said, is there something wrong with the silver? And there are 20,000 pieces of silver that I have set aside from the inner treasury. ”

Li Deng raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Wan Changning, whose expression had changed in surprise. He never expected that there would be any problems with this money. Wan Changning has been charging for himself for many years, and he has never made a mistake in this. But right now, He Wendao's confident counterattack, judging from Wan Changning's expression, was clearly beaten in the underbelly.

Wan Changning, who can speak well, has not said a reason now. He Wendao turned around and looked at Li Deng:

"Guys, let me tell you. On that day, I went to the household department to pay the silver, and Wan Shilang personally typed a voucher for withdrawing the silver to me, saying that he needed a day to allocate it, and asked me to withdraw the silver with the ticket the next day. Now ten days have passed, and I have made no less than three trips to and from the household every day, except for a piece of paper in my hand, all I get is two words - no! ”

After speaking, he gently shook the silver slip in his hand, which had been drawn by He Wendao himself.