As soon as Wei Siqi's voice fell, countless pairs of eyes in front of the hall looked at Chen Yu, the head of the household.

"Lord Chen?"

Chen Yu said calmly: "As usual, it can be sustained, but the world is unpredictable, and the minister dare not say that it must be ...... It's up to Your Majesty to decide."

The decision must be made, but I am afraid that it will not be decided today.

There are endless disputes in the court, and the dispute between Shangshu Ling Rong Che and Zhongshu Ling Yu Huan is the loudest, why? Each has his own selfish intentions, and no one will back down.

At the end of the month, the affairs of the court were still worrying, and the quarrel had not been decided for more than half a month.

It was the turn of Xiu Mu again, Xue Ji received an invitation from Xu Mansion, and looked at it when he saw that Xu Yan's eldest son was about to turn one year old, and he held a banquet in the mansion and invited him to go.

"When?" Xue Ji raised his head and asked.

The person who came to deliver the post respectfully bowed and said, "February."

"Okay."

What is Xu Yan's status in Beijing? He is the queen's younger brother, that is, the uncle of the dynasty, and as soon as he enters the office, he is the secretary of the criminal department, it can be said that as long as the queen is still there, the glory and wealth of the Xu family will not be broken.

Xu Yan is very hot, and his eldest son's first birthday banquet is naturally extremely ostentatious, not only that, but which of those ministers who just had daughters in the family is not secretly thinking about having a relative with the Xu family?

Listening to it, someone whispered: "Didn't that Xue Ji climb up to the daughter of the Chen Yu family back then, and the young master of the Xue family became a concubine at a young age."

I heard someone sneer again: "He just climbed early, look at the fact that King An has lost his position, what's the use of climbing Chen Yu?" Bai hitched a ride on his son's future."

"It's more or less a relative of the emperor, so it won't be ruined."

"Imperial relatives? Roots and devastating not to mention stems and leaves...... Hahaha."

Xue Ji's footsteps stagnated slightly, and then he turned around quietly to avoid. I secretly said in my heart that these people are also ridiculous, and they hope that I will fall into the abyss before they see me reach the top.

"Kiyoyuki!"

Xue Ji looked up when he heard the voice, and it was Xu Yan who came to greet him in person.

"Brother Ruqing, don't you take care of the children with your sister-in-law at this time? Why did you come out in person?"

The surrounding guests with broken mouths all fell silent at this moment, and looked at the two people in a daze, and looked at each other in a daze.

There was another whisper from the crowd: "Lord Xue is so capable, it has only been a long time since Lord Chen lost power, and he has climbed to the upstart again."

"I heard that Xue Ji has a daughter in his family, and she is just over one year old."

"That's a concubine, can the Xu family see it?"

"I can't keep it."

By the time the banquet came, the Xu Mansion was already full of guests, and a stage was set up in the courtyard, inviting the most famous troupe in Beijing.

The singing on the stage was lively, and the banquet was even more lively offstage, and I don't know who was so smart that led Rong Che and Yu Huan to one place, and there was a Wei Siqi on the side.

In the past half a month, Rong Che and Yu Huan have quarreled endlessly over the passage of the river, as long as they meet, the smell of gunpowder begins to spread to the surroundings, and they will not stop fighting for an hour or two.

And so it is today.

Xue Ji looked at the 'magnificent scene' not far away, and couldn't help laughing: "Ruqing, put Rong Che and Yu Huan together, this is to lift the roof?"

Xu Yan glanced back and waved his hand as if nothing happened: "It's in the open air in the courtyard, and it can't be lifted."

Wei Siqi resigned.

When the news broke, there was an uproar.

Xue Ji looked back, his eyes swept over the team of hundreds of officials, and searched several times in a row, but he really didn't find Wei Siqi's figure in the crowd.

To talk about this Wei Siqi, he has been in the Ministry of Industry for more than 30 years, and he has been sitting in the position of the Ministry of Industry for 27 years, and now his body is not bad, why did he suddenly resign?

Xue Ji could vaguely guess a few points in his heart, and couldn't help but feel funny.

Can why? was driven crazy by the quarrel between Rong Che and Yu Huan.

Xue Ji lowered his voice and whispered in Xu Yan's ear, "He wants it."

It's really picking on the son and quitting, what should I do about it? The post of secretary of the Ministry of Industry can't be vacant, right?"

Xu Yan chuckled and shook his head, "No, Wang Kun, the squire of the Ministry of Works, is a material that can be made, Master Wei has taught him a lot over the years, and he was originally pointed to him as his successor."

Wei Siqi's resignation at this time caused a lot of rumors, and it was indeed as Xu Yan expected, the Ministry of Industry was not unable to do without Wei Siqi, and as soon as the limelight passed, Wang Kun was promoted to Shangshu, and this matter was over.

But there are people who don't want to let it be revealed.

The night was even deeper, Xue Jigang returned home and changed into his official uniform, and before he could take a breath, he saw Wang Qu coming in.

As soon as he came, something must have happened.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, look at this."

Xue Ji hesitated slightly, hesitated to take the piece of paper he handed over, and swept his gaze, only to see that the paper was densely written with words.

Looking at it again, the three words 'Wei Siqi' are very eye-catching.

This attracted Xue Ji's attention.

"What, it has something to do with Lord Wei?" Xue Ji raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Qu and asked. But without waiting for him to reply, he lowered his head and looked at it seriously.

More than 2,000 words are sprinkled throughout the article, all of which reprimand Wei Siqi for hiding, not daring to take responsibility, and abandoning the important affairs of the court and ignoring them.

Judging from the familiar tone between the lines of this word, it is not difficult to guess that this thing is the handwriting of the former imperial history and the current Shangshu Cheng of the Ministry of Rites.

"Is he really hard to change, and he still eats by scolding?" Xue Ji was amazed.

I also added in my heart that the key is that he writes this thing...... Your Majesty won't give him a reward.

"Where did you get that?"

"As far as I saw on the street, he posted it all over the capital."

Xue Ji was dumbfounded when he heard this, he really didn't like wasting paper, and it was not easy to print so many sheets, wasn't he crazy?

"Wait, Ming'er Wei Siqi will definitely come back."

Sure enough, the next morning, the hundred officials saw the figure of Lord Wei in front of the palace again.

Wei Siqi was on crutches, his white hair was neatly tied, his face was not angry, and his eyes stared at Cheng Bu with hatred and couldn't tear him apart.

Xu Yan sighed lightly: "These two people are also enemies."

"What's going on with them?" When Xue Ji heard this, he was a little puzzled, the two of them didn't seem to have any grudges in his memory, how did they become enemies?

Xu Yan lowered his voice and said to him: "It was the time when you impeached Li Tong and sentenced Li Tong in Qianzhou, when Cheng Buzhen was shocked and reversed black and white, Wei Siqi was angry and scolded Cheng Buzheng shamelessly, and the two of them almost fought."

In this way, Xue Ji understood.

Yesterday, when he saw Cheng Bujing's tirade, he felt strange, what to do with this ink, what benefits can he take? It turned out to be a grudge.

Qin Xu's figure appeared on the top of the main hall, the ministers knelt down, and the mountain shouted long live.

"There is a book to play, and there is nothing to retreat."

As soon as the eunuch's shrill voice fell, Cheng Bu was shocked and stepped forward and shouted, "The minister has a performance! The minister wants to impeach Wei Siqi, the secretary of the Ministry of Works!"

Qin Xu is already frowning, Wei Siqi? People are about to resign, what else to impeach? Besides, isn't this Cheng Bu surprised to be transferred to the Ministry of Rites? Why are you still doing this in the imperial history?

Cheng was not shocked or waited for him to respond, and began to spit on his own, repeating his content of 2,000 words sprinkled with paper to the Son of Heaven on the seat.

Most of the officials present have already seen his tirade.

In other words, Qin Xu is the only one who doesn't know yet.

But he couldn't listen to it.

"Master Cheng." Qin Xu frowned, and impatiently interrupted the impassioned person who was talking in front of the hall. "Master Cheng, just get to the point."

Cheng Bu's eyebrows fluttered, and he froze when he heard the words. Slightly restrained his expression, and said with a serious face: "Wei Siqi, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, is now physically strong and moves freely, I heard that he went to the antique shop in the west of the city in person early yesterday morning, but at this time he resigned from the old man and became a minister

See, Master Wei is running away!"

Wei Siqi held the cane tightly in his hand, knocked on the masonry on the ground and made a loud noise, gritted his teeth, and pointed at the person in front of him, he was furious. "The old man is over the age of old, at such an age, why not resign and tell the old man? Master Cheng, you are no longer the imperial historian, and your control is too wide!"

When the words fell, there was a burst of chest tightness and shortness of breath, Wei Siqi clutched his chest tightly, panting heavily, but his eyes were staring at Cheng Bu in shock.

Cheng Bu was shocked to be poked in the sore spot by him, and when the anger came up, he didn't care that this was the early dynasty, and turned his head with a burst of cynicism, which was nothing more than a 'disrespect for the old' and a 'relying on the old and selling the old'.