The cabinet duty room was unusually quiet, and several cabinet scholars looked at each other, all with caution on their faces, but no one spoke. They really didn't know what to say, the matter was too involved, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse issued another holy decree. The content of the holy decree also made them unable to refute, and could only sigh helplessly.

Nodding slowly, Liu Yijing said with a serious face: "Everyone, I won't say how much this matter involves in this pavilion, you all know it in your hearts." The decree will soon be revealed, so don't leak the news before that happens! ”

"Yes!" Several people were very solemn, nodded quite seriously, and said in a deep voice.

Without saying anything, Liu Yijing took the prepared holy decree, walked quickly to the side hall, and said, "Two, the cabinet of the holy decree has been formulated, now send it to the celebrant for approval!" ”

"Lord Liu, let's not say anything polite, our family will leave!" Taking the holy decree over, Wei Chao was not polite, turned around and walked out.

Luo Sigong naturally won't stay here, like Liu Yijing also walked out after saying goodbye. One of the two people went straight to the celebrant and the other went straight to the Beizhen Mansion, and both of them were beating drums in their hearts.

Liu Yijing, who was standing in the side hall, looked at the backs of the two people, did not speak for a long time, and finally sighed deeply and muttered: "Your Majesty, I hope everything goes well!" If Your Majesty really did it, there would be hope for the Ming Dynasty! ”

In the huge capital, this matter naturally does not cause any waves. Moreover, it is extremely secretive, although some people know that Wei Chao and Luo Sigong went to the cabinet and tried to investigate, but there is nothing to gain. Whether it was asking the cabinet scholars, or finding Wei Chao and Luo Sigong, everyone was silent, and was even reprimanded.

In the east of the capital, there is not only a mansion, which looks very inconspicuous, but everyone who passes by here must be in awe. Because this is the residence of Yang He, the left capital of the Imperial Palace, the leader of Shilin Qingliu, and the world-famous upright official.

The Imperial History Professional Correction of the Hundred Divisions, the Identification of Wrongs, the Commanders of the Provinces, and the Division of Discipline for the Son of Heaven. Whoever is evil, villainous to form a party, and a rebel is impeached. Anyone who is obscene and corrupt in official discipline shall be impeached. Those who are not academically correct, who have written and made statements into a constitution, and who wish to use them, will be impeached. In case of Hajj and inspection, the same officials and the Ministry of Ministers were deposed. The heavy prisoners of the big prison will be in the outer court, and the punishment department and Dali Temple will be leveled. They serve the hinterland, follow the outside world, and act in their own way.

The thirteen supervising imperial historians are responsible for correcting the official evils of the hundreds of internal and external divisions, or impeachment in the face of the seal, or impeachment in the seal. In the two capitals to brush the scroll, inspect the Beijing camp, supervise the township, the examination and the martial arts, inspect the Guanglu, inspect the warehouse, inspect the inner library, the imperial city, the five cities, and take turns to board the drum.

In the Ming Dynasty, the most widely involved was the Imperial Procuratorate, and the imperial historians could be seen almost everywhere. Locally, a small seven-rank patrol is based on the imperial history, and even has the ability to contend with the governor. The folk legend of the Eight Mansions Patrol refers to the patrol press of the imperial history.

As the imperial history of the Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Yang He's status can be imagined, and the cabinet scholars dare not provoke easily. No matter where you go, you have to be called the master of the palace, which can be described as an important minister of the court.

In the afternoon of that day, a pair of guards suddenly came to the door of the Yang Mansion, guarding a eunuch holding a holy decree. A group of people set up a formation at the gate of the Yang Mansion, and one of the guards shouted loudly: "There is a holy decree, please come out to receive the decree from Lord Yang He, the imperial history of the left capital!" ”

The gatekeeper did not dare to slack off in the slightest, turned around and ran inside, shouting as he ran: "The holy decree has come!" ”

After a short time, Yang He walked out of it, and when he saw that it was Wang Chengen, he said with a serious face: "Father-in-law take it a little, this official will put on the incense case!" ”

When the incense case was placed, Wang Chengen shouted loudly: "The holy decree has arrived!" Yang He received the order from the left capital of the Imperial Palace! ”

"Yang He, the left capital of the Imperial Palace, received the order, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Yang He picked up his clothes and knelt down and said loudly.

Gently unfolding the holy decree, Wang Chengen said loudly: "Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says: Since the three emperors ruled the world and the five emperors were divided, the emperor took the herdsman and the people as the society, and became the virtue of heaven and good life in the upper body. Those in the south of the Yangtze River are the important places of the court, and the taxes of the DPRK and the central government depend on the land of the south of the Yangtze River, and they are incapable of taking it lightly, and the rule of officials is particularly heavy. Taking care of the Zhengzhi Qing Senior Doctor, the Imperial Palace, the Imperial Palace, Yang He, on behalf of the heavens to patrol the hunting, inspect the officials, act cheaply, and everywhere he goes, he is like bowing to his relatives! Chin this! ”

Listening to the beginning of the holy decree, Yang He didn't feel anything, but the words that followed surprised Yang He. When Wang Chengen finished reading the holy decree, Yang He's body was trembling, and he forgot to receive the decree for a while!

"Lord Yang, take the order!" Wang Chengen didn't think it was strange, whether he received such a holy decree, I am afraid that he would not be able to reflect it for a while. Yang He's reaction had long been expected, and Wang Chengen cautioned him.

Yang He suddenly woke up like a dream, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Yang He, the imperial history of the left capital of the Imperial Palace, received the order, thank Your Majesty for your grace, long live my emperor, long live long live!" ”

Putting the holy decree into Yang He's hands, Wang Chengen helped Yang He up, and said with a smile: "Lord Yang, the emperor values Lord Yang so much, patrolling the sky on behalf of the sky, acting cheaply, the weight of this holy decree is not light!" The emperor has something else to explain to Lord Yang, please take a step to speak! ”

Slightly stunned, Yang He naturally knew the weight of this holy decree, nodded solemnly, followed Wang Chengen to a secluded place, lifted his clothes and was about to kneel.

Grabbing Yang He, Wang Chengen said in a deep voice: "Lord Yang, although this is the emperor's message, but the emperor said that Lord Yang only needs to stand and listen."

"Father-in-law, please speak!" Yang He's face was solemn, and the hand holding the holy decree was a little harder.

"Lord Yang, the emperor asked me to tell Lord Yang that the emperor is waiting for your lord in Yangzhou!" Wang Chengen looked at Yang He with a smile on his face, but worry in his eyes.

Nodding slowly, Yang He said in a deep voice: "Remember, you can get up and rush to Yangzhou!" ”

Nodding slowly, Wang Chengen spoke again: "This time, the emperor decreed that five hundred jīng rui be transferred from the three major battalions as the captain's guards, and one hundred brocade guards as the adults' guards. In addition, the palace will send a father-in-law to follow Lord Yang and be Lord Yang's deputy envoy, but Lord Yang can rest assured that this father-in-law will not hinder Lord Yang. ”

Yang He was stunned again, what is the Emperor of the Apocalypse going to do! As for what Wang Chengen said about the deputy envoy of the Qin Mission, Yang He didn't pay attention to it at all. The Emperor of the Apocalypse is in Yangzhou, and when he gets there, I'm afraid it's just a decoration, let alone a deputy envoy.

"Princess, these officials have all remembered, I don't know if Your Majesty has anything else to explain?" Yang He looked at Wang Chengen and asked in a deep voice.

"No, our family knows that Lord Yang is loyal and patriotic, and our family asks Lord Yang for something. The emperor is in Yangzhou, and this trip may not be too smooth. If there is any accident, Lord Yang must protect the emperor! The look on Wang Chengen's face was very complicated, and he said with a trilling tone in his tone.

Nodding vigorously, Yang He said with a serious expression: "Although this official can't get on the horse and dance with a knife, he is loyal to the emperor, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, for the people of the world, this official must protect the emperor!" ”

didn't say anything, Wang Chengen returned to the palace with the guards, Yang He prepared a little, and the next morning with his Qincha guards and Wang Mingqi platoon, boarded the ship in Beitongzhou and headed south, the target was Yangzhou, where the Emperor of the Apocalypse was located.

In Yangzhou City, the Emperor of the Apocalypse stood bored at the window, holding a tea cup in his hand, looking at the extremely prosperous Yangzhou Street. There was not the slightest expression on his face, and he didn't know what the Emperor of the Apocalypse was thinking, including Yuan Keli, Dang Han, and Chen Lin who were standing behind the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

A janissary ran in briskly, came to Chen Lin's ear and muttered a few words, and Chen Lin's face suddenly became ugly. Whispering a few words to the guard, the guard turned and walked downstairs.

"What's the matter?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse did not look back, and replied in a voice without a trace of emotion.

"Back to the emperor, the messenger of Yangzhou Mansion has arrived, and he is now outside the door!" Chen Lin bowed and bowed, his face flushed.

Slightly stunned, handing the teacup to the maid on the side, the Emperor of the Apocalypse slowly turned around, his eyelids raised slightly, and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Your Majesty, those servants are just making trouble unreasonably, and the slaves and maids will take people to beat them out!" Chen Lin's face was full of resentment, the lord humiliated the ministers to death, Chen Lin was a slave, so naturally he couldn't stand it even more.

"Say!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at Chen Lin, his voice was not loud, but he didn't dare to disobey his fate!

Chen Lin looked at Yuan Keli as if asking for help, not daring to look at the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and finally Ai Ai said: "Their emperor sells smuggled salt, and they want to bring the emperor to the lobby!" ”

"Mess around, beat those people out!" After listening to Chen Lin's words, the Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't react, and Yuan Keli on the side scolded loudly. His eyes were wide with anger, and his face was full of resentment, and he wanted to go down and do it himself.

After listening to Yuan Keli's words, Chen Lin was about to go down with the guards, his eyes shining with a fierce light. This eunuch who knows martial arts is obviously not a good person.

"Wait, that's someone from the Yangzhou Prefect's Yamen, and I'm just a merchant from the capital now. If you treat the officials of the government like this, the matter will not be resolved, so you and I will go down and take a look! The Emperor of the Apocalypse walked to the top of the stairs, obviously wanting to go down, and said to the janissaries on the side: "Let people in!" ”

Several people glanced at each other, no one said anything, and followed the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked downstairs, several officials stood in the hall with fear on their faces. The hand holding the knife was trembling continuously, and one person's knife fell to the ground with a snapping sound.

Around them, two dozen Praetorian guards surrounded them with swords in their hands, and their eyes were cautious, as if they would be killed if they moved.