Huang Qi is a prefect of Changzhou, and from a four-rank official, his performance is also very valued in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he was immediately sent to Tu Jie's desk.

At this time, a judge who sent the song over deliberately flattered Tu Jie said.

"Lord Zhongcheng, the lower officials know that Huang Qinai, the prefect of Changzhou, is your righteous son, and I will send it to you as soon as he comes up."

This sentence, in fact, originally had a great sense of flattery, but it directly suffered a roll of the eyes of Tu Jie.

"What are you talking about? I am the imperial history of the imperial court, according to the Ming Dynasty's rules and regulations, there are first and second, what does it have to do with who he is? Everything has to be done according to the rules! ”

After he gave the judge a lecture, he was directly demoted to one level.

This judge was really unlucky, but he slapped the horse's fart directly on the horse's hooves, and was trampled on by the horse's hooves.

Tu Jie carefully looked at Huang Qi's recitals, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this guy was a pure idiot.

I have written to him last time, and I have clearly told him that Hu Xiang is an unreliable iceberg, and now as a member of the Hu Party, he must be a man with his tail between his legs.

What's more, now Lu Ning is obviously in the limelight, and he continues to worship divine objects, and he also has a lot of prestige in the imperial court.

At this time, it would be crazy to say that he was rebelling, once this letter is on the emperor's bookcase, it is not certain whether Huang Qi, the prefect, can still be in power.

Therefore, Tu Jie only glanced at it and threw the letter directly into the waste paper pile.

Then he went home from work, to be honest, the wind has been a little tight recently, and he has to cut off the relationship with Hu Weiyong as soon as possible.

However, as Hu Wenyong's righteous son, it is not so easy to get rid of it, he is worried, of course, he has no time to care about such a bad thing as Huang Qi.

Just after Tu Jie left the Imperial Procuratorate, Chen Rong, a royal historian of the capital, saw this letter in the waste paper pile.

He also knew very well in his heart that Huang Qi was Tu Jie's righteous son, and this letter was handed over by Huang Qi, so he naturally wanted to bring down Lu Ning through his father-in-law's official position in the imperial history.

And no matter what Lu Ning's identity is, once he is involved with the crime of winning over the people to gather people to rebel, I am afraid that it will be rare to have a good death.

Therefore, if he handed this letter to the emperor, he might be able to take advantage of it to soar and give Lord Zhongcheng a favor.

The more Chen Rong thought about it, the more excited he became, and felt that this matter was very reliable, so he wrote an excerpt of rumors overnight, which became an excerpt along with Huang Qi's composition.

Zhu Yuanzhang soon saw this letter, glanced at the prince Zhu Biao who was standing next to him, and said.

"People are harmless to the tiger's heart, the tiger is hurtful, Zi'an originally planned to let him go, but he is still so rampant, it seems that this person can't stay anymore."

Zhu Biao was also indignant, he didn't expect this Huang Qi to go to a dead end, so no one else was to blame.

"Father, the son suggested that Tu Jie be called to reprimand him severely, and let him handle Huang Qi's case by himself."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, looking at the letter very helplessly and said to Zhu Biao.

"This kind of stupidity, we really don't want to talk to him more, you are the prince, so it's up to you to apply for it on our behalf."

After speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang went back to the harem directly, and the prince Zhu Biao was naturally angry, so he asked Tu Jie to pass it over.

Tu Jie had already heard about the specific experience on the road, and he was also angry and anxious, wouldn't this become an innocent lying gun.

When he came to the East Palace, Tu Jie saw that the etiquette was over, and got up and said to Zhu Biao.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a lot of opportunities, but now he has called his subordinates to come, I don't know what to do?"

Zhu Biaoxin said, you kid is really a pig's nose with green onions, and you can hold garlic, don't you have any points in your heart when you come to something?

"Tu Aiqing, Chen Rong, the imperial historian of the capital under you, wrote a letter, saying that Lu Ning, a man from Changning County who had just been enthroned, had won over the people and had the heart to rebel, do you know about this?"

Tu Jie secretly complained in his heart, but now, if he wants to take regret medicine, he has nowhere to buy it.

He had to defend Chen Rong and Huang Qi head-on, after all, this one was his godson, and the other was his capable subordinate.

If you don't care about anything, wouldn't it prove that this imperial historian is a dry eater, and who will follow him in the future.

"Start His Royal Highness the Prince, this Huang Qi is also conscientious and meritorious in his tenure as the prefect, and he cited Lu Ning for something wrong, it must not be groundless."

After Zhu Biao heard this, his face was already very ugly, but Tu Jie was still there talking to himself.

"Chen Rong, as the imperial history of the Imperial Palace, has the right to hear about it, so when he hears this kind of thing, he will naturally come to the court as soon as possible, which is also reasonable."

Zhu Biao sighed, and said in his heart, as a person in power, he still has nothing to do with the people.

Otherwise, just listening to the nonsense of these imperial historians here, many things can be deviated, and even black and white are reversed.

He held back the anger in his heart and asked Tu Jie again.

"Tu Aiqing, are you really sure that Huang Qi is a good official who is diligent in government and loves the people?"

Tu Jie still didn't feel the danger approaching, and he said to Zhu Biao with a smiling face.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Huang Qi still has merit in governing the place, if such officials are not good officials, I am afraid that there are not many honest officials in the world."

Zhu Biao's anger value has reached the limit, and he really doesn't want to continue to say more to the two hundred and five in front of him.

Directly took out the confession written by Huang Qi from his cuff, threw it on Tu Jie's face in a ball, and scolded angrily.

"Is it really blind to your dog's eyes, are you literate? Pick it up yourself and see what is written on it. ”