Entering June, there has been no rain for more than half a month, hot and dry, whether it is people or trees, they are wilting and listless.

Even the water level of the canal is much lower, the big ships carrying grain can not sail, only a few merchant ships are still navigable, this is not a ship from far and near, there are two old men standing side by side on the bow, one is white-skinned, well-maintained, even if he is fifty or sixty years old, he can still see the foundation of the white-faced scholar, he is Mao Kai Mao Dahe from Nanjing, on his right, there is a black and thin old man, his face is tanned, his cheekbones are raised, look carefully, the palms are rough, the joints are swollen, he looks like a farmer who has been working for many years.

Can stand side by side with Mao Kai, of course this person will not be a real farmer, his name is Zhu Heng, the word Shi Nan, since the eleventh year of Jiajing, every time he goes to be an official, Zhu Heng is actively building water conservancy, and even personally participating in labor, for decades, it is not strange to be a farmer, when it comes to water conservancy, this old man can be called the first person in today's officialdom!

Zhu Heng narrowed his eyes and looked forward, but his two pupils were not focused.

Since receiving the imperial decree and transferring him and Mao Kai to Beijing, Zhu Heng knew that he had received a hot potato. Being in the southeast, he is more sensitive than the official master in the capital, Yu Dayou was arrested, and he set up a private torture hall, and almost lost his life, for the southeast, the shock is huge.

At first, Zhu Heng didn't understand what was going on, there were fewer officials who had been killed over the years, higher than Yu Dayou's official position, and there was no shortage of famous people, why was Yu Dayou able to set off such a big trend?

Later, the old man paid a private visit and walked the streets, and he finally understood some reasons.

Those newly opened shops, newly established workshops, and newly built schools, almost all of them are saying that the imperial court can arrest the general soldiers of Yipin at will, will we also be arrested? If we can set up a private torture hall, will we rob us of our hard-earned wealth?

In the past, the number of merchants, craftsmen, and students was too small for them to worry about, but now the number has increased several times, and the newspaper has expanded the efficiency of communication.

The panic is pervasive, and some people say that if we don't seek justice for Mr. Yu today, we will not have justice tomorrow, it is not Mr. Yu's business, but our big guy's business!

Zhu Heng clearly knows how strong the momentum of panic is, and it is not surprising that the so-called millions of people jointly signed a letter.

Don't try to make big things small, don't plan to procrastinate.

We must quickly cut through the mess and give an explanation to the people of the world as soon as possible, otherwise what consequences will occur are unimaginable.

"Brother Dahe, this time I entered Beijing, I was doing things with my head, maybe our two heads will have to be compensated!" Zhu Heng narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully.

Mao Kai had relatives in his heart, and if he simply pursued advantages and avoided disadvantages, he should not have agreed to enter Beijing, but he felt that he had to do something about it, and he could not let the public opinion in the southeast and the bureaucracy represented by Xu Jie, and neither Xu Jie, nor the southeast, could afford the price.

"Brother Shinan, I want to refute you?"

Zhu Heng was stunned, not knowing why.

Mao Kai laughed and said: "It's not our two heads, the third one is here!" ”

Following the direction of his finger, at the Tongzhou Wharf, there happened to be a tall old man, full of murderous aura, surrounded by three feet, and no one dared to come forward.

"It turned out to be Brother Dazhou!"

Waiting at the dock is Zhao Zhenji, the three old ministers met, greeted each other, Zhao Zhenji is the governor of Caoyun, since three years ago the governor moved to Tianjin, Zhao Zhenji has been sitting in Tianjin, closest to the capital, he is also half a landlord.

Pulling two old friends, when they arrived at the post station, a table of banquets had already been prepared, Zhao Zhenji drove everyone else away, only three were left, after sitting down, Zhao Zhenji's old face was dark, he didn't say anything, and drank three glasses first.

"Feel free to do whatever you want."

Zhu Heng accompanied him for a cup and said with a smile: "Brother Dazhou, looking at your look, it seems that the case is not easy to handle?" ”

"It's easy to do, but it's not easy to do!" Zhao Zhenji huffed and threw his chopsticks aside.

"Brother Shinan, Brother Dahe, do you know what caused this turmoil?"

Mao Kai sighed, "I heard some rumors, it seems that someone wants to say goodbye to Tang Yi?" ”

"It's not seem, it's that Zhang Juzheng!" If you want to talk about people, you really pay attention to fate.

Zhao Zhenji just doesn't look down on Zhang Juzheng, talking about the reason, it can be pushed back to more than ten years ago, Zhao Zhenji was driven out of the capital by the Yan family father and son for the first time, and it happened that Zhang Juzheng went to pay homage to Yan Ge Lao and sent a word: A pillar of the big tomorrow!

Comparing Yan Song to the Optimus Prime of the Ming Dynasty, Zhao Zhenji scoffed, of course he knew that Zhang Juzheng was going to be left and right in order to survive, and he shouldn't blame him too much, but the thorn was like this.

Later, when the Yan Party fell, Zhao Zhenji pleaded with Xu Jie when he entered Beijing, hoping that he would let Yan Song go.

Someone wants to ask, did Lao Zhao take the wrong medicine, Yan Song's father and son framed him twice, and he pleaded for Yan Song so much?

In fact, Zhao Zhenji and Tang Yi have similar views, Yan Ge has been in charge of the Ming Dynasty for 20 years, and most of the officials in the officialdom are promoted by him.

Tang Yi holds this view because of the trade-off, while Zhao Zhenji is out of his heart, which shows that the old master can be called a gentleman.

It's just that Zhang Juzheng put forward a rebuttal on the spot, saying that the Yan family's father and son have done a lot of evil and want to ********...... Lao Zhao almost turned his face when he was successful.

Don't look at everyone's students of Xu Jie, but when the old man was a jinshi, you Zhang Juzheng was still a little doll! How dare you refute my opinion, is there any condescension from the top to the bottom? From Zhang Juzheng's words, the ruthlessness and violence revealed also made the old master worried.

Can such a character inherit the study of mind?

Whether it was the grace of the rescue at the beginning or what he had done over the years, Zhao Zhenji firmly supported Tang Yi to inherit Xu Jie's position and become the head of the next generation of Xinxue.

However, Xu Jie's intention to vigorously cultivate Zhang Juzheng and assist him in ascending to the throne was obvious, and Lao Zhao was very dissatisfied with Xu Jie. Especially a few days ago, Xu Jie also sent a secret letter, telling Zhao Zhenji not to implicate Zhang Juzheng in investigating Yan Ne's case, but to protect him.

"Hmph, the teacher is really dizzy, Zhang Juzheng is stirring up the phoenix and the rain, making a big mess of his mind, and he still has to protect him, it really makes sense!"

Mao Kai didn't see it that way, "Brother Dazhou, Zhang Ju is the heir that Xu Ge Lao is cultivating, it is not a secret in the officialdom, if Zhang Juzheng is implicated, Xu Ge Lao is at least not strict in teaching, and he has to write a letter to resign." You say, can the imperial court be separated from Xu Ge Lao now? ”

Zhao Zhenji raised his eyebrows, and he had nothing to say.

In any case, he was still on Xu Jie's side, and after a long while, he sighed, "Do things with your conscience, there is no evidence, if I really catch the ironclad evidence, I have to fight to disobey the teacher, and I will also give the surname Zhang a little bit of good!" ”

……

The three elders stayed in Tongzhou for a short time and immediately entered Beijing.

The holy decree has already been issued, Zhao Zhenji took over the imperial history of Zuodu, Zhu Heng took over the punishment department, and Mao Kai went to Dali Temple. Composed of three well-known old ministers, two of whom are still from the southeast, this configuration is obviously enough to convince the people of the world.

Several ministers of the original Three Law Divisions were temporarily suspended due to their involvement in the case and are waiting for investigation in the palace.

Zhao Zhenji and the others were all officials, and after taking over, they immediately reviewed the case file and checked the situation, and when they saw how to torture Yu Dayou, they were simply mad.

Broken fingers, broken toes!

That's a military general, pointing to his kung fu and rushing to kill the battlefield.

If you waste your fingers and toes, aren't you even inferior to ordinary people!

In a frenzy! Beasts are not as good as animals!

The three elders immediately ordered Yan Ne to be brought to the lobby for interrogation, and now, what is the face of a scholar, or justice is the most important, the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and everyone must be responsible for their own sins!

The official dragged Yan Ne to the lobby, which was not bad, and arranged a seat for him, and as soon as he sat down, Zhao Zhenji couldn't wait.

Syllable!

slapped the shocked wood, and angrily reprimanded: "Yan Ne, as a scholar, you set up a private torture hall, framed Zhongliang, and broke the law in your knowledge, can you be guilty?" ”

These days, Yan Ne's hair is gray, his face is thin and inhuman, like a leaky balloon, wrinkles are piled up, age spots are everywhere, and he is no less than twenty years older than his actual age.

He already knew that it was a dead end.

"Guilty." He didn't want to resist at all, he just had to end the torment quickly.

"What other accomplices do you have?"

Yan Ne was stunned for a moment, Zhu Heng slapped the table again, and scolded: "Speak!" ”

"Yes, the right capital of the Royal History Royal Court, it was he who helped me find the Royal History Hanqiu."

"Is it just these two people? Nothing else? Zhao Zhenji asked again.

Yan Ne hesitated, suddenly his eyes were red, he struggled to stand up, and shouted wildly: "Also, if you ask, I will say everything." It was Zhang Juzheng, a scholar from Hanlin, who gave me an idea, and provided me with evidence, and asked me to hand over the evidence to Chen Liaofang, the imperial historian, and he wrote to impeach Yu Dayou, and he helped me plan, with the approval of the three law divisions, and secretly arrested people, and he told me that when Tang Yi returned to Beijing, he had to pry open Yu Dayou's mouth first...... It's him, it's all him, it's all Zhang Juzheng who hurts me! ”

Yan Ne shouted frantically, hoarse, Zhao Zhenji's face was pale, he had already heard that Zhang Ju was playing ghosts inside, and he finally confirmed it. Such a villain, how can he deserve to stay in the court, Zhao Zhenji was about to have a seizure, but Mao Kai interjected.

"Yan Ne, as a university scholar, you are not a street shrew, since you have identified Zhang Juzheng, do you have any evidence?"

In a word, Yan Ne was speechless.

From beginning to end, Zhang Juzheng only planned verbally and strictly, and did not participate in the real thing at all, he didn't even have a piece of paper or a word in his hand, just by virtue of a ruined sinner, he wanted to identify Teacher Yuwang, a bachelor of Hanlin, it was really difficult to convince the public.

Zhang Juzheng can deny it, and he has pushed it all out. But it is unfair, and it has its own heart. Yan Ne has been an official for many years, known for his mediocrity and incompetence, with his ability, he can't plan such a big action, Zhang Juzheng must be his dog-headed military advisor.

Many things, no evidence is needed, as long as someone believes it, (to be continued.) )