Zhu Jian nodded, it is comfortable to chat with smart people, you don't need to waste your saliva, however, he is worried that Song Xiance has not fully understood what he means, so he still poured out all the thoughts in his heart, he doesn't like to talk and say that half of it is left and half of it is left for his subordinates to guess, he just needs the result.

According to the investigation of Jinyiwei and Dongchang's secret spies, the officials on the list were indeed Wei Zhongxian's lackeys, except for those who were crossed by him with a red pen, the rest were all inconsequential small fish and shrimp, and there was no trouble at all.

Consider this problem from another angle, these little fish and shrimp are mostly from poor backgrounds, no money, no way, but they have a big ambition to be promoted and make a fortune, so they will hug Wei Zhongxian's thighs without discipline, but Wei Zhongxian is finished, they have become street rats that everyone shouts and kills, it is estimated that this will, one by one, they are hiding in their own toilets and crying bitterly.

No one knows the wonders of the Ming civil officials better than Zhu Jian, you have never scolded the Son of Heaven, you have never been beaten by the court staff, you are embarrassed to say that you are an official in the imperial court, you have scolded the Son of Heaven, and you have been beaten by the court staff, which is not only the fun of civil officials, but also a great qualification, and a great honor.

It is said that the Son of Heaven is lonely, but Zhu Jian doesn't want to be a lonely Son of Heaven, he needs a group of younger brothers who help him wave the flag and shout, the civil official group of the Ming Dynasty is too powerful, he is lonely and difficult to speak, so he wants to buy these small fish and shrimp, tie them to the chariot of the Zhu family, and use them to balance the civil and official groups of the Donglin Party and the Ruan family, and do not ask them to achieve anything great, as long as the Donglin Party and other civilian groups are in a mess, it is OK, and the water is muddy, so it is good to fish.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, this matter is handed over to Weichen." Song Xiance slapped his chest with a bang, he dared to pat his chest and promise, that was because those guys had no other choice at all, multiple choice question, if they didn't get on the thief ship of the Son of Heaven, they would just wait to be chopped up by the Son of Heaven and fed to the dogs.

Zhu Jian grinned, gave a thumbs up and shook it, go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news.

Song Xiance walked out of the palace with three shakes in one step, his eyes kept dripping, he was thinking in his heart, this matter is a big deal, but it is a little difficult, and it does not show his ability, he has to add a little difficulty, and the emperor's happiness is the king.

Jia Mansion, study.

Ping Pong, another teacup was broken by Master Jia Yijia, this is already the Nth teacup that has been broken, not to mention Yahuan, even his original wife didn't dare to go in, the master is angry, whoever goes in is unlucky.

Jia Yi is the right of the six branches to give the matter, is the seventh product, although the official position is not big, but the power is quite large, the emperor handed over to the yamen to handle the work every five days by the six departments to cancel once, if there is a procrastination or ineffective work, the six departments can report to the emperor, but also participate in the selection of officials, participate in the imperial meeting, interrogate the guilty officials, etc., the most important thing is that if the six departments feel that the emperor's will is not appropriate, they can be sealed back, not to implement the power.

Jia Yi is one of the Wei thief henchmen who were reported and exposed by the officials, but he is also a member of the Donglin Party, but he did not help to intercede, the reason is very simple, he offended several bigwigs of the Donglin Party because of some things, and was obviously regarded as an abandoned pawn by the Donglin Party, and he was so angry that his face turned green, and he was losing his temper in the study.

Outside the study, Mrs. Jia and a few maids were trembling, the six gods had no owner, and they didn't know what to do.

At this time, the old housekeeper Jia Zheng hurriedly came in, saluted his wife, knocked on the door hard, and said with anxiety: "Master, there is a guest outside the door who claims to be surnamed Song who asks to see him. ”

"Nope!"

Jia Yi's angry roar came from the study, and he reached out to grab the cup and smash it out, only to find that the teacup was gone, and he smashed it.

"Master, the guest surnamed Song said, as long as you read this letter, you will understand......" Jia Zheng was startled, instinctively shrunk his neck, but still persuaded him to say that he was so desperate, not because he accepted the guest's money and helped the guest speak, but because the guest showed the waist card of Jinyiwei, which almost scared him to pee.

In the eyes of the official, Jinyiwei is a disaster, who is targeted by Jinyiwei who is unlucky, moreover, his own master was reported and exposed, and he also knows the news that Donglin Party will not save him, if Jinyiwei comes with a bunch of people, it will be really fatal, now there is only one, maybe things have a turnaround, this is the reason why he was scolded to death by the master to help introduce guests.

"Come in." Jia Yi, who was still angry, was about to make a splash, and his heart suddenly moved, and asked the old housekeeper Jia Zheng to come in.

He is now in the time of great luck, not to mention friends, even relatives avoid him like a plague god, in extraordinary times, who dares to come to him? In my impression, there doesn't seem to be a single surname Song among the friends he has made, and this surname Song comes to the door at such a time, what does he want to do?

Jia Yi took the letter handed by the old housekeeper Jia Zheng, only glanced at it, his face changed suddenly, there was nothing in the letter except for a list of names, but he was familiar with these names, all of them were difficult brothers and sisters who were reported and exposed by his colleagues, and his name was impressively listed, which scared him so much that the corners of his eyes twitched and his legs were weak.

After all, Jia Yi is an old fritter in officialdom, he glanced at the list again, and immediately saw some Ni Duan, and the names that were crossed with a red pen were all colleagues and ministers who were deeply involved with Wei Zhongxian, which means that ......

"Come in, no, I'll do it myself."

Jia Yi, who gradually calmed down, asked the housekeeper Jia Zheng to open the middle door to entertain guests, thinking about it, it was better to go out to welcome guests in person.

The guest who came to visit was Song Xiance, who acted in secret order, and after the two sides exchanged polite words, Jia Yi invited him to sit down, and Yahuan offered fragrant tea.

"I wonder what advice Mr. Song has for coming to the door today?"

Song Xiance shook Erlang's legs, pointed to the letter in Jia Yi's hand with a smile, stretched out two fingers and shook it.

Jia Yi's face was clouded, what do you mean, brother?

Song Xiance's index finger and thumb rubbed together, and continued to play dumb.

This gesture is common in ancient and modern times, simple and clear, and the stupid fork knows that it is the meaning of the magic horse, Jia Yi was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked the housekeeper to present two thousand taels of silver tickets.

He had faintly guessed Song Xiance's intention in his heart, as long as he could help him solve the big trouble in front of him, not to mention two thousand taels of silver, he would give twenty thousand taels willingly, but this appearance is really rough and ugly, and he is also a scholar, don't you know that a gentleman loves money and takes it in a proper way? It's really Sven sweeping the floor.

Song Xiance didn't even look at the silver ticket, closed his eyes, shook Erlang's legs, and looked like a BS.

Jia Yi, who had an embarrassed expression on his face, hurriedly explained that this money is just for Mr. You to drink tea, and after the matter is completed, there must be another thanks.

Song Xiance stretched out his hand and put the two thousand taels of silver tickets into his pocket, this is his errand fee, and he will not collect it in vain, but after collecting the money, he continued to close his eyes and shake Erlang's legs, looking like he didn't see a rabbit and didn't scatter an eagle.

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