Lan Haisheng dismissed all the house slaves and guards in these two days, and this Lan Mansion has not been so deserted for a long time. But after a day or two, the yard, which no one cleans, is full of red and yellow fallen leaves. The moment the fallen leaves fall to the ground, the sadness of autumn is also precipitated.

It's a season of parting, and grief is even more relevant here.

Lan Haisheng did not study in the study today, but sat under a big tree in the courtyard, looking at the leaves dangling in front of him, and his heart was empty.

Chung Yeung Festival is just around the corner, but only a few days away. On the Double Ninth Festival, His Majesty the Emperor wants to hold a feast, and it will be passed on to a prince, Lan Haisheng didn't understand why, His Majesty the Emperor is still in good health, but he wants to be the emperor and enjoy Qingfu, which is not what a Ming monarch should do.

He once dissuaded the emperor, but when His Majesty the emperor thought about it, he still didn't listen to him.

At that time, this proposal was put forward by Jia Rang, and although Lan Haisheng opposed it, it was useless. After a private meeting with Jia Rang in the teahouse that day, he thought about it again and seemed to understand something.

Jia Rang prevented Lan Haisheng from taking care of the changes in the forbidden army, obviously knowing the inside story and what the plan was, he wasn't sure if Jia Rang was one of those people, but he knew what Jia Rang had to do.

The Double Ninth Festival Palace Banquet is an opportunity, a great opportunity, but even if Lan Haisheng finds out here, he doesn't have any military power in the court, what can he do?

Although the military power of the forbidden army is not in Jia Rang's hands, the people who have military power are all Jia Rang's people.

This made Lan Haisheng really at a loss.

Under the giant tree, Lan Haisheng rarely drank a glass of wine leisurely, he usually drinks tea mainly and rarely drinks, but at this time, the sorrow in his heart needs to be solved by foreign objects.

He also knew that if he used wine to kill his sorrows, he could only be more sorrowful, but he had nothing else to do. Get drunk and get carried away, just once.

A glass of wine turns from the golden yellow of the sun to the white of the moonlight. The leaves of the trees also take on different scenes with the alternation of sunlight and moonlight, and after the golden color, they seem to be covered with a white veil.

Lan Haisheng was drunk and fell asleep on the spot, he had never been so happy and chic, speaking of which, looking back on his life, he was more submissive and cautious.

On the second day, Lan Haisheng woke up before dawn, obviously drunk like that last night, but he still got up early as usual, and he never missed the scenery of dawn.

"The dawn has arrived, and where is it?"

Lan Haisheng sighed, then tidied up his clothes, washed up, and shaved off the stubble, and the whole person looked ten years younger.

When everything was ready, he set out, facing the morning dew, the first light of dawn.

The Imperial Palace, magnificent and magnificent, this is the largest building in the capital, from the outside, the atmosphere is extraordinary, and the internal architecture is incomparably exquisite.

Lan Haisheng, as usual, walked on the old road that had already been rotten that day.

There are many staircases in the palace, and the place where the Son of Heaven ascends to the court is the tallest building in the palace.

Zhengjun Palace, this is its name, all the courtiers have come here, the sky has been bright at this time, and Lan Haisheng has been waiting here.

For many years, he was the first person to wait here, whether it was windy or rainy, cold or hot.

There used to be people like this, and they were also Qing officials like Lan Haisheng, but in the end, Lan Haisheng was the only one left. Their defections, framed and framed, and resignation were all forced by pressure from the imperial court.

Lan Haisheng can understand, and he doesn't blame anyone, everything is their own choice.

In front of the main hall, hundreds of officials gathered, all of them were wide and fat, they were shouting and asking for warmth, but most of what they said was not about the government, which made Lan Haisheng listen to a black line, as a minister, and in such a position, he did not think about the people of the world, but he spent all day in vain, dereliction of duty, such a court, such a country, can it still be saved?

After a short time, Jia Rang walked slowly and leisurely from the door, and when he saw Jia Rang coming, all the officials went up to greet him.

"I've seen the Prime Minister!" everyone except Lan Haisheng bent down in unison in front of Jia Rang.

Jia Rang didn't pay much attention to them, just simply said "um", and then walked towards the Zhengjun Hall.

On the side, only Lan Haisheng was alone, feeling the autumn breeze alone.

As a rule, courtiers arrive outside the palace in advance, and when they go to court, they need to enter one by one according to the size of the official position. Therefore, among these people, Prime Minister Jia Rangdang was the first to enter, followed by the imperial historian Lan Haisheng, and then the hundred officials below.

Jia Rang walked in the front as a matter of course, and when he passed in front of Lan Haisheng, he glanced at Lan Haisheng, and without any expression, he passed.

And Lan Haisheng himself hated these courtiers' flattery to Jia Rang, but he could only turn a blind eye, even if Jia Rang walked in front of him.

All the courtiers entered the main hall of the monarch, and after waiting for a while, the emperor was helped by the eunuchs from the side of the dragon chair.

The so-called His Majesty the Emperor, his image and deeds are really a good match, his body is like a big bucket, and the flesh on his face is so crowded that he can't open his eyes, he doesn't seem to be able to walk independently, and he is carried on the dragon chair.

The emperor is really fat, and after taking these few steps, he is sweating profusely, but he is really well maintained, he is past middle age, and he is about to enter the period of old age, but there is no gray hair, his skin is still shiny, and wrinkles are extremely rare.

"All Aiqing, there is a book, and there is no book. "The emperor said this at the beginning, obviously not wanting anything to happen, and only coming here to go through the motions.

The emperor's behavior has long been accustomed to the ministers, and it has been like this for many years, but even if there is something, he will leave it to the courtiers to do.

"Your Majesty, the minister has a book. Lan Haisheng stood up straight.

"Lan Aiqing, what's the original?"

"The minister recently discovered that in the capital, the forbidden army seems to have moved, is secretly moving, the minister thinks, this matter must be someone behind the secret operation, the minister asked His Majesty to send someone to find out. ”

"Oh, that's it, that's good, quasi-play. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. ”

"Slow!" Jia let the matter come forward.

"What does Jia Aiqing have to say?"

"Your Majesty, Lord Lan is only verbal, and does not provide any evidence, how can this be investigated? Lord Lan is just suspicious, if everything is like this, then there is a busy case, and the minister thinks that there is no need to investigate this matter. ”

"Well, what Jia Aiqing said makes sense, so forget about this matter. ”

Lan Haisheng retorted: "Your Majesty, the change of the forbidden army must not be guarded against, we all know what the change of the army means, so even if there is no evidence, we must not relax our vigilance." ”

"This, this ......" The emperor looked at the upward debate between the two people in the audience, and lost his mind for a while.