In the early morning, Fan Xian returned to the house to change his outfit, gave a few commands, and then came to the outside of the palace in a carriage. By the time he arrived, the palace gate was already bustling, and groups of ministers gathered in one place and whispered something.

He lifted the curtain of the car and looked at it, and couldn't help but shake his head, it seems that last night's story has become today's gossip, and he is naturally the center of the ministers' discussions.

After not sleeping all night, and tossing so many things, his spirit was naturally inevitably compromised, and he took the towel soaked in ice water from Fuji Zijing's hand and wiped it vigorously on his face, the skin on his face was as painful as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his spirit finally woke up a little. He yawned, stretched, exhaled a few breaths, and stepped out of the car.

Walking all the way on the blue bricks of the square in front of the palace, it attracted the attention and discussion of countless people, and everyone looked at this Lord Tisi of the Supervision Yuan wearing an official uniform.

This is the first time Fan Xian has gone to the court meeting after serving as the Qincha of Xingjiang South Road, it stands to reason that these ministers in front of the palace should come to greet him, but I don't know why, the ministers' eyes are full of vigilance, they just watched from a distance, and did not come close.

In fact, the reason is very simple, last night the Supervision Yuan killed people and arrested people, although the arrests were some lower-level officials, but the number of people is too many, I don't know how many court officials are involved, although these ministers of the court meeting are shocked, but they are immediately surrounded by anger.

Fan was very unhappy, feeling that he seemed to be about to become a lonely minister who was spit on by the civil and military officials of the imperial court, although this was caused by himself, but this feeling of no one paying attention to him was like being boycotted by the little girls when he was young, full of grievances.

His face didn't show it, he was still smiling calmly and gently, and he didn't seem to feel those hot eyes.

When he walked to the gate of the palace, the guards and eunuchs guarding the door saluted him, Fan Xian looked at the flattering eyes of the two little yellow doors, his heart was warm, and he was very comforted, thinking that in this world, it is really the disabled themselves who are more caring.

When I turned my head, I saw that the two big men at the head of the civil official train were facing the sky, as if they were looking at the difference in the sky.

Fan Xian rubbed his nose, he was familiar with the white-bearded old man on the left, and the middle-aged man on the right also knew that it must be the initiator of the literary reform movement that year, Hu Daxue, seeing that these two people who were in charge of the Chinese book treated him so coldly, Fan Xian knew that he made too much noise last night, and in the eyes of these adults, he already had a full tendency to become a traitor to the powerful ministers, coupled with the deformed actions of the Supervision Yuan, which did have a very bad impact on the government and government。

But he didn't eat this, forcibly suppressed the evil anger in his heart, leaned over with a hippie smile, stood beside the two scholars of Shuhu, and did not speak, but raised his head very strangely to look at the sky.

For a while, the ministers who were waiting for the court saw a very strange scene, the two scholars, plus the heavenly commander of the Supervision Yuan, all straightened their necks, tilted their heads, and kept looking at the layers of dark clouds in the sky.

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I don't know how long I watched it, but finally the temperamental Scholar Shu couldn't help it, snorted coldly, and said, "What is Lord Xuefan looking at?"

Scholar Hu also retracted his gaze at the sky, although the two scholars were both smart people, they were not as thick-skinned as Fan Xian, and they couldn't bear the strange eyes of too many people, he coughed twice and didn't say anything.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "What the two adults look at, the lower officials will look at." ”

Shu Wu frowned, looked at him and wanted to speak, but after enduring it for a long time, he still couldn't help the anger in his heart, and reprimanded: "Do you know that the Supervision Yuan is acting safely and carefully because of its power, and no matter what you want, it's just like this like a tiger and wolf in Kyoto, so how can the hundred officials deal with themselves? How does the imperial court behave? You don't want the face of the gentry in this world, but the imperial court still wants it, you say! The officials of the six ministries have let you arrest so many people, what else can you do? Not to mention doing things, but the officials' hearts are cold, confused......

If you don't say it, you can't stop talking when you say it, but Scholar Hu made a look at Shu Wu, and Shu Wu stopped, but he was still heartbroken and angry.

It's just that Fan Xian is now not only the teacher in Taixue, nor is he a powerful person who has the name of a horse and can only roll in the Honglu Temple. Although Scholar Shu is the head of today's civil officials, he can't say anything about scolding him like this with a puffing nose and a face.

"Stop scolding. Fan Xian said with a smile: "How can you say that you are also an elder, and you are so fierce to my nephew, it is not good to let the officials below look at it." ”

Shu Wu was on fire, but he couldn't scold Fan Xian's tired and respectful face, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and said: "Today's court meeting, you are waiting for the old man to join you." ”

Fan Xian made a bitter face, bowed as a salute, and said: "It's expected, and I ask the elders to take care of it." ”

Shu Wu was angry, angry and wanted to laugh, just at this time the palace door opened, a whip sounded, and the music sounded, so he and Scholar Hu walked in first.

Today is the Great Dynasty Meeting, and there are many more officials in the last dynasty than in Qingri, but even so, Fan Xian's official rank is still not enough to line up in the court, but he now has the identity of a Qincha on the Jiangnan Road, and he has to go to the palace today to report on his work, so there is no need for His Majesty.

But entering the palace also needs to be arranged, Fan Xian had to drag it to the back, but as soon as he stood here at the palace gate, there was naturally a cold smell seeping out, which made the ministers who walked past him shudder.

In the past, when there were many people, they could still be tied together and ignore Fan Xian, but at this time, they walked to the palace one-on-one, and those ministers estimated that their status was far inferior to that of Shu Daxue, calculated the holy grace that Fan Xian carried, and thought about Fan Xian's means, but they couldn't do it anymore, so they had to greet him softly every time they passed in front of him.

For Xiao Fan, who has not seen him for a year, how dare these ministers be too contemptuous.

"Lord Xiao Fan, don't come unharmed?"

"I've seen Vantis. ”

“......”

Fan Xian smiled one by one, although he knew that he would definitely be disgraced by these characters at today's court meeting, but at this time, he was saluted by the ministers at the gate of the palace in turn, this sense of vanity was really good, and he had to hurry up to get some face-saving benefits.

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The benefits of face are obtained, and the palace can only be sour fruits.

Fan Xian stood at the back of the queue, squinting his eyes and secretly looking at the emperor Lao Tzu on the dragon chair, a wave of tiredness came to him, looking at the emperor's stable and spiritual face, he was angry, thinking that you are sleeping peacefully, Lao Tzu is doing things for you, but he is about to die of exhaustion, and there is no good fruit to eat today.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, as soon as the court meeting opened, before the cause was arranged, several governors of the three roads, who were standing on the side of the two scholars of Shuhu, had not yet had time to play, and the battle for Fan Xian and the Supervision Yuan's action last night began suddenly.

Fan Xian didn't listen to the specific content of those civil officials, it was nothing more than the old sayings that Shu Wu once said, the Supervision Yuan does have the duty of supervising officials, but the action of arresting more than 30 officials overnight like himself has indeed not happened for many years, and it can really be called shaking the government and the opposition.

He looked at the governor of the three roads, and unexpectedly saw Xue Qing in the first place, Qingguo is now quite a large territory, and the governor of the four remote places returns to Beijing once every two years, he thought with some curiosity, Xue Qing was in Baoyue Tower last night to watch the battle, it stands to reason that he should have entered the palace overnight to report to the emperor, I don't know what the emperor thinks of himself.

Fan Xian was really tired, so he wandered very thoroughly, but there were many words that he couldn't hear if he didn't want to hear them, and the offensive words of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces still continued to pour into his ears, and gradually the crimes began to grow, such as contempt for the imperial court, disrespect for virtue, private use of state weapons, and forming a party......

In the court of Qingguo, the Supervision Yuan and the civil official system were originally mortal enemies, regardless of what kind of faction there was within the officials, but when facing the Supervision Yuan, they always seemed so united, from the time of Lin Xiangzai in the past to the current bachelor as the leader, as long as the Supervision Yuan, the emperor's secret agency, once the affairs crossed the line, the civil service system would form a group and carry out the most powerful counterattack.

Undoubtedly, Fan Xian crossed the line last night, so today's court meeting became the battlefield where he was attacked.

In particular, unlike in previous years, the military, which has always had a close relationship with the Supervisory Yuan, no longer remained silent, but two deputy envoys of the Privy Council also stood up and secretly expressed their dissatisfaction with the actions of the Supervisory Yuan.

Hundreds of civil and military officials attacked it, even if the emperor himself was afraid of it, he didn't want to bear it, let alone Fan Xian, who was standing alone at the end of the team.

The atmosphere in the Taiji Hall is no longer depressing, but filled with a kind of dryness unique to winter, led by Shu Wu, the ministers have come to the court, asking His Majesty to restrain the Supervision Yuan, and at the same time make a final judgment on this matter.

The words stabbed Fan Xian's heart, hurt Fan Xian's god, the dirty water flew sideways, and the weather was thousands.

If it were replaced by an ordinary minister in Fan Xian's position, he was afraid that he would already be in a state of confusion, so he would go out and debate with those ministers, and at the same time muster up Yu Yong to pull off the beards of the imperial historians of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. But Fan Xian still maintained his calm strongly, not saying a word or defending himself, but the corners of his lips were slightly curled, with a hint of mocking smile, staring at the stage at the court.

Maybe it was the smile on the corner of his lips that made someone look uncomfortable, and made someone feel that his son was too Meng Lang and too arrogant, and an angry reprimand came from the dragon chair: "Fan Xian!

Fan Xian had been forcibly driving away his sleepiness, and when he suddenly heard this, he was shocked, sorted out the official uniform on his body, went out to salute, and said: "Back to Your Majesty, last night there was a message from thirty-two officials in the Supervision Yuan, one should act in accordance with the laws and decrees of the Qing, and there is nothing beyond the part of the regulations, so I don't understand, why are you so excited?"

The emperor sneered and said, "You have captured thirty-two people in one night, you are really big...... Could it be that my Qingguo court is full of corrupt officials and corrupt officials?"

Fan Xian Zhengse said: "Don't dare to deceive Your Majesty, this court is ......" He looked at the ministers in the palace, and said solemnly: "Moths crawling all over the ground, thirty-two people, just a small number, if Your Majesty allows the Supervision Yuan, Weichen will definitely be able to catch some corrupt officials again." ”

The ministers felt a chill in their hearts, and then a sense of disdain appeared on their faces, thinking to themselves that what you said is useless, what is the imperial court? The imperial court is the minister, and there are no officials in the world who are not greedy, if you are all arrested, who will govern the world on behalf of Your Majesty and shepherd all the people? How can Your Majesty give you a special gift?

Sure enough, the emperor was furious and scolded Fan Xian with his head and brain, which was nothing more than ignorance of the general situation, acting recklessly, and polluting the sacred heart......

Fan Xian was unhappy in his heart, although he knew that it was acting, he was still unhappy, and retreated into the queue in a huff.

At today's court meeting, no one mentioned the death of the second prince and the eight generals, the death of the only son of the governor of Yanda, and the poisoning and vomiting of blood in the bed by the eldest princess strategist Huang Yi, because those people are not officials, and they belong to things in the dark, no one will be so stupid.

But just last night's incident was enough to arouse the vigilance and anger of the civil and military officials, so the emperor must also appease this attack.

However, the emperor sitting on the dragon chair just said indifferently: "Regarding Fan Xian's assassination in the suburbs of Beijing, how did Zhu Qing investigate?"

The ministers were silent, and the Dali Siqing and the Shangshu of the Criminal Department trembled and came out of the queue, pleading again and again.

Fan Xian was helpless, and he had to list the guilt, who called him the Supervision Yuan is also a subordinate of the Joint Investigation Division, but this matter is very absurd, he was assassinated, he didn't find out, but he wanted to ask for guilt.

The emperor looked at Fan Xian and frowned and said, "I heard that the last person testified that he died in the prison last night, but is there such a thing?"

Fan Xian was stunned, he didn't expect the emperor's news to come so quickly.

However, the other party's Wuchen family showed a trace of hidden happiness and smile on their faces, ready to see how Fan Xian explained the matter.

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The Emperor didn't need much explanation, all the brewing work had been almost done, the Sacred Heart was arbitrary, and he issued the decree that had been prepared for several days. The first part of the intention made the Manchu civil and military people feel incredulous, because ...... Your Majesty has cut the power of the Supervisory Yuan!

The Supervisory Yuan has not been downgraded, but there are great restrictions on ownership, especially in one stationed in Kyoto, although it still retains the power to arrest people, but it has made detailed provisions on the time limit after arresting, especially the transition between the prisoner and the Dali Temple, which must be completed within 48 hours.

In other words, there is no longer the right to secretly ask the Beijing officials.

At the same time, the decree also made a general restriction on the authority of the four places stationed in the states, and the specific rules and regulations should be drafted by Fan Xian after returning to the hospital, and then submitted to the court meeting for discussion.

These two changes seem to be very small, but in fact, they are like a timed machine installed on the body of the Supervision Yuan, so that they can do things in the future, which has a lot of inconvenience.

Fan Xian listened to this will, and his heart was as disgusting as eating flies, but he still wanted to be grateful.

The civil and military officials were pleasantly surprised, at most they wanted His Majesty to issue an order to belittle Fan Xian, and at the same time to restrain the Supervision Yuan a little, and then let those innocent subordinate officials who were arrested have more ways to live, but they did not expect His Majesty to be serious about the Supervision Yuan, if this trend continues, the power of the Supervision Yuan will naturally be gradually reduced.

So, the Taiji Hall went up the mountain and shouted long live, and the ministers secretly said that His Majesty was really sage.

However, the second part of the emperor's will made the civil and military officials feel that although His Majesty is holy, he is still too protective.

The decree stated that the Beijing officials arrested last night were not limited by the previous regulations, and all of them were handed over to the Supervision Yuan for clarification, and then handed over to Dali Temple for conviction and punishment. At the same time, His Majesty the Emperor took advantage of this incident to be furious, angrily accusing the ministers of the palace for not being strict in their control, in vain in the favor of the country, and only knowing how to form a party for personal gain, which is not shameless. Meaning a moment, the ministers were terrified and didn't know how to deal with themselves.

Due to the ineffective investigation of the sniper in the valley, the establishment of the Kyoto Satellite TV and the corruption of Beijing officials, Qu Xiangdong, the right deputy envoy of the Privy Council, was demoted, and Qin Heng, the garrison of Kyoto, was removed and replaced by the deputy general of the Western Expeditionary Army that year, and Qin Heng was transferred to the Privy Council. At the same time, the squire of the Criminal Department was replaced, the deputy secretary of Dali Temple was replaced, and the Imperial History of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was replaced.

The replacements were all those young officials who had entered the palace a few days ago.

The ministers were shocked, the thunderous wrist of the Son of Heaven really caught everyone off guard, such a large-scale blood exchange, if it weren't for the conflicts in Kyoto in the past few days, it would definitely not have been able to go so smoothly...... Everyone knew that the matter was definitely not over yet, so they couldn't help but sneak a glance at the young man at the back of the queue, and a complicated emotion surged in their hearts, only then did they understand that Lord Xiao Fan's ruthless move last night was just foreshadowing the will of today's court meeting.

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