For example, among the six departments, the thirteen imperial histories, and the Supervision Yuan belong to the backbone of the clear stream. The well-known Hai Jui is one of the more extreme examples.

These officials don't look at them as high-ranking officials, but there are many people with great strength, and they are easy to get together, and one or two masters with smelly and hard tempers are like hob meat that can't be chopped or chewed.

And most of them are young and hot-blooded people, according to the words of later generations, they are a vote of indignant youth-level figures, cynical, the world is unfair, in their eyes, they all want to manage, for the government, they can't jump into the court, but they often comment on the policies of the court, and then affect the policy trend of some courts.

And Wang Wen is so good that he will not die, and he beat up such a group of backbone elements in the clear stream, and his luck is not enough to describe without having to carry it to his family. You must know that all the important ministers in the court know that this group of hot-blooded young people is difficult to do, and it is not ordinarily difficult.

Most of the important ministers of the court, although they dare not say that they will deliberately make friends with these clear streams, but they are also very concerned, of course, if they have a small fellow countryman or something, they will naturally be collected by the way, at least to give this group some goodwill. Don't shoot at me all the time.

But at this time, Wang Wen came to such a breath, and he really fried these clear streams, as if a scoop of water was poured into boiling oil.

On Wang Zhi's mansion, Lao Wang Zhi watched in amazement as more than 20 young officials gathered around seven or eight human-shaped objects that had beaten their noses and swollen faces, and their eyes were crooked, standing in the hall of their own house.

The old king couldn't help but wrinkle his brows, and shouted in a deep voice: "What are you doing, come to the old man's house, if there is something, talk about it, how can it be so unseemly!" ”

After all, the old guy is a secretary of the ministry, and he is an old minister of the Ming Dynasty, and no one dares to take it lightly.

At this time, a representative was finally elected from among the young officials. "Zhong Dasheng in the Ministry of Officials, and a group of colleagues have seen Wang Shangshu. Tonight, I took the liberty of coming to the door to disturb Lord Shangshu, which is really a great event in Beijing, and the one who can be our master must be the boss. ”

"Oh, what happened in Beijing, let Er and the others go to the old man's humble house? Isn't it with these ......" Lao Wang raised his finger and pointed at the seven or eight guys who had been beaten with crooked eyes and blue eyes and black faces.

-------------------- "¥%&*@#......" one of them, seeing that the old Wang pointed straight over, suddenly tears appeared in his eyes, a look of grief and indignation, and he opened his mouth to come, the problem is that no one can understand what this brother Tai said whose mouth was swollen, and his tongue was bitten off a piece of skin and a few teeth flew away.

That Zhong Dasheng hurriedly stepped forward to tell the story of a jaw-dropping event that happened in the restaurant not long ago, which would also shock the government and the opposition.

When he heard Zhong Dasheng tell the story of the incident to Zhong Dasheng, who was quite eloquent, when he saw the vicious claws of a thug who struggled to escape and fled to the corridor, and when he saw Wang Wen, the new official of the Ministry of Justice, who had a sinister and vicious smile (definitely an exaggerated rhetoric) on his face outside the door, Lao Wang almost squirted out all the tea he had just swallowed from his nose and eyes.

"What? You say it's Wang Wen, the new secretary of the Ministry of Justice, Wang Wen? Lao Wang couldn't wipe the tea foam on the side of the whisker, and jumped up, a civil official who is nearly seventy years old can still have such vigorous skills, but all the Qingliu officials were startled, Zhong Dasheng naturally patted his chest and reassured.

After hearing this, Lao Wang asked in detail, and the expression on his face was solemn, but in fact, the old guy laughed in his heart. "Wang Qianzhi (Wang Wen's words) Ah Wang Qianzhi, the old man is worried that he can't hold your handle and kicks you out of the old man's territory, this is good, you actually gave the old man such a great gift in a blink of an eye, if the old man doesn't push the boat down the river, wouldn't he live up to your Wang Ge's good intentions?"

At this time, Zhong Dasheng only thought that Lao Shangshu was afraid of causing trouble, and couldn't help shouting: "Lao Shangshu, you have to be our master, Wang Wen is too arrogant and domineering, and he dares to drive domestic slaves, beat court officials, and want to hide and hide...... The cruelty of his methods and the despicability of his actions are really outrageous, and this kind of villain, how can he be allowed to be a minister, how can he let his lord be in charge of the ministry......"

"Enough!" Lao Wang glared at this guy, and shouted in a deep voice, the officials who were originally indignant couldn't help but be dumbfounded for a while, and a few of them wanted to speak, but Lao Wang said first: "This matter is indeed unprecedented since the founding of our dynasty, it is really too shameful......" Lao Wangzhi's eloquence is not covered, at least a righteous and stern reprimand, so that this group of young officials feel like confidants.

After Lao Wang's eyes slanted to everyone's expressions, he paused: "However, the old man is in charge of the ministry, although he can play this matter to the Son of Heaven, what can I ......do?" Speaking of this, Lao Wangzhi's face slowly showed sadness and indignation.

Zhong Dasheng was able to become the leader of this vote, in addition to being a hot-blooded and angry young man, more importantly, he also had a lot of eyes, seeing that this old Shangshu's eyes were rolling, he hurried forward and whispered for advice. "I hope Lao Shangshu will teach me, and I will wait for justice."

"Actually, it's not difficult to say this, but if the Son of Heaven is single-minded, he ......" Lao Wang wanted to speak and stopped, glanced at the people in the hall, and his gaze fell back on Zhong Dasheng's face.

"Lao Shangshu rest assured, I and others are willing to be the iron and courageous imperial history and the ministers who serve the country." Zhong Dasheng was naturally head-on, straight-headed, and put on a posture. Everyone behind him also stood up in unison, including the seven or eight guys who had beaten him up insincerely.

Lao Wang Zhi swept everyone with a look of relief on his face, and then gently pulled Zhong Dasheng, and then whispered in his ear, Zhong Dasheng couldn't help but move his eyebrows with joy, and bowed straight to the ground towards the old Wang. "Thank you Lao Shangshu, I'll go here when I wait here, and I will let those villains know that there is a place for him under Lang Lang Qiankun."

"You are all pillars of the country, and you must not be disappointed in the country because of this. Lao Wang calmly looked at the pair of puzzled eyes, helped up Zhong Dasheng, and said with emotion.

"Yes, the lower officials will remember the teachings of Lao Shangshu, and today he said that he disturbed the tranquility of Lao Shangshu, he said, I will come to the door again to apologize, it is not early, I will leave ...... wait" Zhong Dasheng said goodbye to Wang Zhi first, and glanced at everyone behind him.

Not long after, a vote of people quickly left the mansion of Wang Zhi, just outside the gate of the mansion, Zhong Dasheng did not wait for everyone to ask, so he quietly told everyone about the old Wang Zhi's teachings. After some arrangement, the original group of people suddenly divided into several groups, each group, and dragged an injured person away in a hurry...... -------------------- "All gone?" Lao Wang Zhi was still in the front hall, and asked after seeing the old housekeeper who had sent the group of officials away.

"Back to the master, they are all gone." The old housekeeper thought for a while and said: "They talked outside the door, and then they divided into several people, and went their separate ways, the old slave obeyed your orders, and has sent people to accompany him, presumably it won't be long before there should be news to report ......."

"Hehehe, okay, that Zhong Dasheng didn't disappoint the old man." Lao Wang heard this, breathed a sigh of relief, took the incense piece brought by the maid, took a sip and smiled faintly.

"Master, what are you asking them to do?" The old butler approached and said with a puzzled expression. "This matter, just to take that Wang Wen to open the knife, why did you let them go, master?"

"Hehe, Wang Wennai is today's right-hand man, and he is stuffed into the ministry, in a word, he wants to put the old man in the air." Lao Wang paused for a moment and then stroked his long beard and smiled: "Wang Wen is also a talent, before, the old man failed to catch him anything, but he didn't want to ...... also blames him for being very self-controlled, his surname is cold, and he will never admit his mistakes. It's no wonder that this doesn't force these young people to be anxious, and if it comes to me, I'm afraid that if it is, then he Wang Wen will have no chance to settle the matter. ”

"The old man actually didn't say anything, but just asked Zhong Dasheng to gather some more colleagues, find the books of the various ministries, and the yamen who can manage this matter, and first tell the matter to the court officials, and the old man also taught them a trick, if the attitude of the ministers and the yamen is ambiguous, let them go straight to the Son of Heaven, and the drums have not sounded for many years, I am afraid that they have already smeared a thick layer of dust, and it is time to knock and listen to the sound."

Hearing this, the old housekeeper saw Lao Wang Zhi's smiling face, and couldn't help but shudder, obediently winter, flatbread rolls and green onions, this idea is also damaged, even if it is a case of hurting people, even if it is a beating of officials, the big thing is small, and the small thing is small, there should not be too much of a problem.

And his own master has supported such a trick, it is clear that the more trouble is getting bigger, you know, those clear streams have always been easy to provoke, if there are really more than 100 clear stream elements, all of them ran to knock on the Wen Deng Drum, Wen Deng Drum is what, Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang also set up the Deng Wen Drum, and has a special person to manage, once there is a grievance from the people, the emperor personally accepts it, if the official obstructs it, all will be heavily sentenced. During the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, an official once played the cancellation of the Dengwen drum, and the Xuande Emperor refused to take it as his ancestor.

In other words, as long as the drum is sounded, even if the Son of Heaven wants to pretend to be deaf and dumb, it is completely impossible to drop.

"After tonight, I'm afraid that if it is the government and the opposition in Beijing, this matter will be noisy...... Hehehe, it's refreshing, it's really enjoyable. Lao Wang said it to the end, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

(To be continued)