On the first day of June in the 11th year of Hongzhi, Yan Hui, the left attendant of the Ministry of Industry, led 23 officials to attack Li Dongyang, a cabinet scholar, for abusing his private power.

On the fifth day of the sixth month of the 11th year of Hongzhi, the imperial history of Zuodu Tu Tu impeached the cabinet university scholar Xie Qian for 23 articles of lawlessness.

On June 11 of the 11th year of Hongzhi, Tang Bin, the prisoner of Guozi, took the lead in making trouble, directly blocking the Taihe Gate to prevent people from entering and leaving, and if he didn't get rid of the ****, he died in front of the Taihe Gate.

The palace was as quiet as well water, and the emperor didn't mean to ask about these trivial matters at all, and he believed in a few scholars in the cabinet as always, regardless of it.

On June 18 of the 11th year of Hongzhi, there was no news of the daily folds after they arrived at the cabinet, and some people in the palace rumored that these twists and turns did not reach the East Warm Pavilion at all.

Zuodu Yushi Tu Tu angrily entered the cabinet to find a few scholars, and happened to see Xu Pu throwing a basket of music to the people in the imperial dining room.

So the angry Tu Tu was out of control, and he couldn't get sick in a rage.

Immediately afterwards, on the twenty-second day of June in the 11th year of Hongzhi, dozens of officials who claimed to be clear and clear came together to report illness, and for a while, the government and the opposition seemed to be much more empty.

The news reached the ears of the emperor truthfully, and the emperor only cared about talking to the crown prince and ignored it at all.

It's still that farm, it's still that position, Wan An leans back on a chair and sipps tea with a purple clay pot. This time, there were three people, and in addition to the mysterious person shrouded in black robes, there was also a pivotal figure - Tu Xuan.

"This emperor can really bear it, a few people in the cabinet seem to have nothing to do with us, in a few days, I'm afraid that few people will go to the court." There was sarcasm in the black-robed man's tone.

Wan An was silent.

Tu Tu said: "Not necessarily, many people are wavering now, even if they are not allowed to go to court for the time being, in the long run, I am afraid that they will not be happy."

Now the courtiers are dissatisfied that His Majesty has turned a blind eye to all kinds of attacks, and once His Majesty has asked about these things, many of them will go back.

After studying hard for so many years, he finally became an official, and finally he was able to live a life of fine clothes and food, but it was just a matter of standing in line, who was willing to gamble on his future.

To deal with Zhang Wenxuan, you have to fight quickly.

It is foolish to think that it is not enough to just create momentum in the DPRK and China, the first cabinet may not be able to replace our people, and second, even if we are replaced by our people, Your Majesty will not necessarily agree. ”

Wan An put down the purple clay pot and stared at Tu Tu with both eyes: "What is Master Tu's plan?" ”

Tu Tu didn't speak, reached out and grabbed the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, dipped his fingers in some tea and wrote a word on the table: Bing.

The black-robed man laughed: "Sure enough, the most insidious and vicious person is the scholar, who kills with a pen, kills with a pen!" ”

Wan An's face flashed with obvious displeasure when the black-robed man spoke, but this look flashed away, and he looked at Tu Tu quietly and said, "Lord Tu is really the old man's Mr. Zhuge who came up with such a clever plan. Isn't the emperor still hesitant now, let's add a fire and let the soldiers on the front line go to war first. At that time, even if the emperor wants to suppress it, I am afraid that it will not be so easy. ”

After discussing with each other again, several people left one after another.

In the Dingbian Marquis's Mansion, it was time to prick Zhang Ru with a needle, and Xiao Muyan's eyes stared at the Wuxiang monk without blinking. She was afraid that her father would hurt, so she pierced it with such a long needle, but her father didn't react at all.

The purpose of the needle every day is to maintain the vitality of the muscles and veins in Zhang Ru's body, so as to avoid that one day, even if he is sober, he will lose all his martial arts.

"Monk Grandpa, Daddy, doesn't he hurt?" Zhang Muyan looked at Wuxiang with a pair of big watery eyes, and his voice was soft and glutinous.

Wuxiang's hand shook, and he almost missed it.

He looked back and saw Zhang Muyan's eyes, and his heart instantly softened a lot.

The little girl's pitiful appearance now is really distressing.

This needle will definitely hurt if it is pierced in a normal person, but Zhang Ru is unconscious. He hoped that Zhang Ru would suddenly bounce up and say that it hurt, so that even if Zhang Ru scolded him, it didn't matter.

Seeing Jiang Caiwei and Su Qiqi with sad faces every day, Monk Wuxiang and Fan Wuqi felt very uncomfortable.

Anyway, it's also their own juniors, watching them sad, and they can't do anything about it, and the feeling in their hearts is as uncomfortable as something is blocked.

"Daddy moved." Zhang Muyan said suddenly.

The Wuxiang monk was concentrating on pricking the needle, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but whisper: "Mu Yan, don't move, grandpa is treating daddy." ”

Zhang Muyan opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Ru's slightly bent big toe motionlessly: "Daddy really moved." ”

Wuxiang looked at Zhang Ru's toes with some impatience, just glanced at it, and then turned back and continued to prick the needle as if nothing happened. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Ru's trembling big toes.

After taking a deep breath, he said to Zhang Muyan: "Mu Yan, Daddy didn't move, this is a normal reaction." Is it okay for Mu Yan to go out and play first? When grandpa is done, grandpa will play with you. ”

Zhang Muyan reluctantly pouted and walked towards the door, her eyes staring at Zhang Ru's toes with three turns.

This time, the needle was pricked, and it took many times longer than before, and by the time he came out, he was already sweating profusely.

Jiang Caiwei and Su Qiqi were anxious because of Zhang Muyan's words, and when they saw Wuxiang sweating profusely, Su Qiqi hurriedly asked: "Grandpa Wuxiang, is Xianggong awake?" ”

Wuxiang shook his head and said, "What Mu Yan sees is a natural reaction, he is not aware of his body now, but his consciousness is conscious. He wanted to wake up now, but he couldn't, he didn't know where his veins were not working. ”

Su Qiqi and Jiang Caiwei's expectant eyes instantly turned into disappointment, and the former shouted: "Oh, thank you Grandpa Wuxiang." ”

Wuxiang said with relief: "Qiqi, don't be too sad, this kid subconsciously wants to wake up very much, and after my diagnosis and treatment, he still has hope of waking up." ”

The two lost women didn't bother to listen to his comfort, but only cared about the lost soul.

Wuxiang wiped the beads of sweat on his face with the wide sleeves of his robe: "Qiqi, don't let people enter Wenxuan's room in the future, even if it's you, I want to treat him with an ancient method, just send the food to the window, I will take it myself, and send heavy troops around to guard it, and no one is allowed to disturb my treatment." ”

He suddenly spoke so seriously that he jumped into two women's jumps.

Jiang Caiwei glanced at Wuxiang suspiciously, but Su Qiqi did not doubt him, and immediately ordered the people below to do the same.

On the twenty-fifth day of June in the eleventh year of Hongzhi, there was no news from the Dingbian Marquis' Mansion, and outsiders only knew that someone was using the ancient method to heal the Dingbian Hou.