Yang Xin, who negotiated the oil business with Ma Maocai, followed the gang of lifters to the left gate of Chang'an......

The latter is in front.

Nearly 300 of them held Hui Shiyang and walked on the streets of the capital like an exhibition, and idlers on both sides stopped to watch this is a spectacle.

And Hui Shiyang is still crying.

In fact, he was already dizzy at this time, and he had no need to hold on to it at this point, a person like Han Yi who made a quick decision was a really smart person, but he obviously didn't have a mind like Han Yi, he was completely in a state of confusion, and he had no choice but to cry. He is really not a smart person, he has been used as a gun by the Donglin Party throughout the Apocalypse Dynasty, a person from northern Shaanxi is braver than a southerner, and then he lived in the edict prison for a few years until Chongzhen came out.

However, the prison life has matured him, and he has been through vicissitudes as much as he is now, and finally he is in a mess.

Li Zicheng wanted him to surrender, so he ran to Li Zicheng and shouted to Li Zicheng that he was born an old minister, to leave His Majesty, Li Zicheng was defeated, he surrendered in the capital, and Dolgon honestly waited for the official.

However......

The first wait is three years.

Dorgon never favored him.

In the end, he had to go home, and later a deputy general soldier of Suide rose up against the Qing Dynasty, and it is said that he was invited to join, but this time the anti-Qing Dynasty failed in a blink of an eye, and he disappeared into the dust of history after that.

In short, at this moment, Hui Shiyang, in just one hour, experienced a life like a fast forward, in the joyful laughter of the idlers on both sides, he was held high in the air by the lifters of his hometown, and walked towards the Like in the imperial city while exhibiting. Behind them, Yang Xinxin walked on a horse, greeting people on the side of the road from time to time, and soon saw Lu Xiangsheng and others in the crowd, the latter and Song Yingxing stood together, and Song Yingxing was still looking at him with hatred.

Yang Dudu waved his hand.

Then with the Shaanxi lifters into the left gate of Chang'an.

Rites.

"Bold, who dares to trespass!"

Cheng Zhu blocked in front of the door, looked at the rushing lifts and scolded angrily.

The latter theoretically can't enter Chengtianmen casually, but with Yang Dudu's escort, they can do it even if they carry Hui Shiyang into Qianqingmen.

"It's just nonsense, come on, get these bastards out of here!"

The military department next to him gave Cai Sichong, a native of Zhangzhou, Fujian, out and shouted.

"Cai Kedao, you are such a big official!"

Yang Xin stepped forward from behind and said.

Cai Sichong looked at him deeply, and then returned to his own territory very simply.

The six departments are in this corridor, this agency has a lot of responsibilities, not only to make the final review of the holy decree, but also includes file management, news releases, etc., in short, the palace is the three major institutions that decide government affairs, the celebrant is equivalent to the emperor's personal assistant, the cabinet is equivalent to the secretariat, the six departments are the general office, in fact, there is a communication room is the general secretary. The six departments are given to the palm prints in the matter, the left and right are given to the deputy in the matter, and the number of unequal ones is given to the matter, and the number has the most limit, but at least this depends on whether the appointment is timely after the absence, and there has been a section in Wanli that has not been given to the matter for a short time.

Hui Shiyang's grand debut made the officials in the various departments and affairs, and even those who copied the newspaper, all ran out to discuss and watch.

There are also those who say hello to Shaanxi Juzi.

Such a must be from Shaanxi.

There are also those who angrily denounce these fools.

Such a must be a southerner.

In short, after being troubled by Yang Xin, the contradiction between the north and the south of the Ming Dynasty instantly intensified, and there were even disputes over this issue among people of different genera.

At this time, even if there are people from the north who stay calm and understand that Yang Xin is actually harboring evil intentions, he doesn't dare to stand up and say anything, especially when more than 5,000 people from all over the country have gathered in the capital, as long as they dare to stand up and speak up for each other, they will immediately be overwhelmed by the angry moves in their hometown.

Why did Wu Xianzhe and others work so hard in this matter?

This guy is a person in the thirty-first year of Wanli, and this is the fourth time he has taken the exam!

Although he was actually the second class in history, including Nie Shenxing, he was also the second class, but at this time they didn't know that they would pass the exam, and he couldn't let go of any opportunity after ten years of taking the exam, including Ma Maocai, who had actually taken the exam several times, originally in history, he didn't get it this time, and he didn't get it until the next subject. These people are really in a state of frenzy, people who have been in the first place for ten or even ten years, how can they let go of such a good thing, and this gathering of 5,000 people in the capital, only more than 1,000 people are really released in this subject, and the vast majority of the rest are all repeatedly tested like this.

And so they are.

At this time, the provincial officials must stand on the side of their hometowns.

Otherwise, the gentry in their hometown would really dare to dig up their ancestral graves.

You yourself passed the exam and became an official, but now you are helping outsiders step on your fellow villagers and ruining the opportunities of your fellow villagers?

You are betrayal!

It is light to dig up ancestral graves, and it is possible to hire bandits to kill the whole family.

Who would dare?

Hui Shiyang is a role model.

I didn't see that Han Ge Lao Du made a decision immediately!

"Let go of me!"

Hui Shiyang, who was being held, suddenly shouted.

The originally chaotic crowd in front of the gate fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at him in amazement.

Then I saw Hui Shiyang's legs also continued, and he turned over and fell down directly in mid-air, and then got up from the ground, wiped the tears on his face with both hands, proudly tidied up his messy official uniform, snatched his official hat from Nie Shenxing's hand, and put it on with a proud face......

"Get out of the way!"

He shouted angrily.

The township party in front hurriedly separated.

And Cheng Zhu and the others were still blocking in front of the door, looking at him quietly.

"Guys, don't you have to do things?"

Zuo Yu shouted with a gloomy face.

"Brother Yuanru has thought about it?"

Cheng Zhu said with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are all His Majesty's ministers, since the palace examination, this body is owned by His Majesty, since it is His Majesty's will, we must naturally obey it!"

Hui Shiyang said righteously.

Obviously, he finally made a decision, saying that the Donglin Party could not protect his ancestral grave after all.

"It's all revealed!"

Cheng Zhu said with a sneer.

The latter looked at Hui Shiyang with disdain, and the latter walked forward with righteous words to push away them who were in the way, and those scholars wanted to follow in, but they were stopped by Cheng Zhu and others, but they didn't have to worry about accidents inside, after all, Chen Qiyu and Li Jingbai were still inside. After Hui Shiyang entered, Chen Qiyu immediately handed over the holy decree to him, and Cheng Zhu and the others never looked back, just looked outside as cold spectators, and soon Chen Qiyu came out with the holy decree......

"Send it to the political secretary, and hand it over to the Ministry of Rites."

He said to a small official.

The latter hurriedly took this thing to the General Administration.

The Shaanxi people outside cheered, and they won the battle in the end.

Yang Xin also left satisfied, there will definitely be no accident in the Ministry of Rites, Sheng Yihong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is a native of Tongguan, Shaanxi, but this struggle has just begun, in fact, this side of the capital is not the main battlefield, and what the emperor insists on doing will be done in the end.

The real battlefield is in the south.

At most, these moves are like this, and the southern officials of the imperial court are at most like this.

How can they still resist?

The real ability to resist is those gentry in the south, what kind of reaction they will make to this matter next is the most important, but Yang Xin's purpose is also this, he has to prepare for the apocalypse next year to continue not to collect Liao, not to mention that there will be a big earthquake in Shandong next year, he has to prepare enough funds to the emperor in order to provide relief to the earthquake victims in Shandong.

And if you want to get a windfall in a short period of time, what else can you do except continue to raid your home?

He turned and walked away.

He still has important things to take care of!

Edict of Prison.

"Guys, are you still used to living here?"

Yang Xin looked at the lifters in front of him.

The three hundred and eighty lifters were already beyond the capacity of the Imperial Prison, and it was impossible for them to escape anyway, so they simply threw them outside, handcuffed them one by one, and let them visit the prison and the residents inside by the way.

For example, Wang Wenyan and the like.

Poor Wang Wenyan was actually crippled because of the heavy punishment, but like Yang Lian and others, he had already stopped being punished, but was just locked up inside, they did not admit their guilt, and Jin Yiwei did not have the term of detention, so he had to be locked up all the time. But what he wanted was still obtained, he was promoted by the Donglin Party as a model of loyalty and perseverance, and his son had been accepted as a disciple by a famous Confucian, waiting to grow up to inherit his legacy and continue to fight against the eunuch traitors.

But his image is still very miserable.

The lifters who have visited the Imperial Prison are obviously much calmer.

Including those who were beaten, such as Hua Yuncheng, Li Mingrui, and Xiong Wenju, all of them wore random bandages on their heads, curled up with sleeves curled up under the cold eaves, crowded like a group of beggars on the street, providing each other with their bodies warm, and at the same time listlessly looking at the snowflakes that had begun to fall outside.

Uh, it's winter.

Even early winter is already cold.

It's really easy to cool down in such weather.

Then Yang Xin's arrival made them all crumpled and hung their heads there like eggplants after frost.

"Your Majesty is furious, Your Majesty is very disappointed in you, the court spends money to support you, and your land is tax-exempt, and even you don't have to pay taxes at the banknote customs when you take the boat, I hope you will study hard, and you can serve Your Majesty in the future. But what about you, you actually fought and fought in the root of the imperial city, are you worthy of His Majesty's expectations of you, and the money and food that you give you every year? Originally, His Majesty wanted to get rid of all your fame, and people like you are no longer worthy of this status, let alone let His Majesty take out money and food to support him, but His Majesty is still merciful after all, and decided to give you a chance, as long as you do one thing, then you can not blame the past. ”

Yang Xin said.

After speaking, Jin Yiwei sent a chair, and Yang Dudu sat in the scattered snowflakes.

One by one, the scholars raised their heads......