After teasing the spring, he began to rub the Yingtian City on the edge of summer.

It's like a girl who has finished her business, and all day long the city is so wet that even the air is a cloud of moisture.

This is the rainy season unique to Gangnam, and there is no room for anyone to complain about anything.

Zhu Yunxi was still asleep on the soft big bed in the morning, and was awakened by Mu Caiyun's cold little hands.

When he woke up and looked at Tang Queqing, who had already prepared the court clothes for grooming and participating in the court meeting, Zhu Yunxi fell backwards with a whimper.

Since he finished teasing Tang Queqing, probably because she was not convinced, she began to provoke Mu Caiyun, a little white cloud, to tease herself all day long.

Seeing a small white cloud, it is about to turn into a cloud at night.

Zhu Yunxi deeply hated his hateful age.

When he arrived outside the Middle Pole Hall, a ray of light would be released from the sky.

Looking back at the officials who had begun to look like dried corpses in the square of the Zhongji Temple, their bodies were not swaying at all, and they were just walking from a distance, Zhu Yunxi sighed again.

Today's non-annual festival is just an ordinary and ordinary court meeting of the Ming Dynasty.

Far less magnificent than the Imperial Palace, the Middle Hall was large enough to accommodate these officials who were qualified to participate in the daily court meetings.

As for those rotten and unscrupulous Beijing officials, with only two rotten flesh in their crotches, they are not qualified to participate in the solemn but extremely boring thing of the court meeting.

Even when encountering the great court meeting that used the Imperial Palace in front of them, the officials who were sloppy and unscrupulous could only stand outside the main hall and listen to the voices of the elders in the hall like above the clouds in the sky.

Entering the Central Pole Hall, Zhu Yunxi took a look around.

Except for a few eunuchs who had no eggs, there were only three or four of them who were about to enter the palace to be in charge of the order of the court.

He looked at it carefully.

I found that today's few imperial historians who are responsible for the discipline and order of the court are all rotten and have nothing to rely on in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and I know that this is the handwriting of the old man Zhan Hui, who is the official of his own post and the part-time Imperial History of the Left Capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

When Zhu Yunxi walked to his position, that is, on the platform under the steps closest to the emperor's throne.

He saw that the officials outside the palace who got up early and entered the palace had already entered the palace according to their grades.

First, the left and right are divided into civil and military.

Naturally, the official university is at the forefront, so that when the dynasty is dispersed, they can walk at the rear.

It's a bit of an unspoken rule that I don't understand.

Zhu Yunxi glanced at the top of the civil officials, Zhan Hui, the secretary of the Ming Dynasty who was called the Shangshu of Tianguan for a period of time in the Tang Dynasty.

The old man also seemed to be aware at this time, and raised his head to look at the imperial grandson.

The old man bowed slightly, and regarded it as a courtesy.

Then he hugged the wat board, put his hands in his sleeves, and squinted his eyes in front of Zhu Yunxi, and fell asleep in this hall!

I know what your old man's attitude is.

But such an unscrupulous appearance is really a bit excessive.

Zhu Yunxi shook off Zhan Hui's old fritter and looked at the military general's train.

In front of the head is naturally the founding prince Changsheng and the Liangguo gong blue jade.

The two of them seemed to be in good spirits, and the old god was standing straight.

Lan Yu even used the standing posture on the platform of the mid-point general in the army, with his legs across and his brows raised.

It seems that this is not enough, it is not enough to show that he is a fierce general in the Ming army today, but the appearance of a general of the national dynasty.

It's also a brainless one.

Zhu Yunxi glanced at Lan Yu vigorously, knowing that he would be leaving Beijing soon, so he looked at his second uncle.

Chang Sheng saw that his grandson was looking over, and just nodded silently.

Everything is in plain sight.

Today, the meritorious generals of the Ming Dynasty are here to go through the motions and fill the number of people in this central hall.

After examining the different reactions of the civil and military sides, Zhu Yunxi began to look for today's big injustice in the civil official train, and the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites was appointed Hengtai.

Don't bother, behind a few Shangshu, is Ren Hengtai, who is the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites.

Just glanced at the old man who was bent on sitting on the seat of the Ministry of Rites, Zhu Yunxi immediately raised his eyebrows.

The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry as expected, although he was not like Zhan Hui's old man, taking a nap in this hall to make up for sleep. But he also looked like an idle cloud and a wild crane, seeing that the grandson was staring at him, Ren Hengtai raised his head even more, revealing a big little face.

Then he immediately withdrew his smile, lowered his head and hugged the wat board, and put his hands in his sleeves.

It doesn't seem that there is any such thing, and today he will be the only one in this hall who has the consciousness of a great injustice.

When they arrived outside the hall, the rotten meat in the crotch of their pants weighed four or five taels, and when they entered the hall and stood firmly.

Zhu Yunxi heard behind him, Sun Gou'er, the head of the inner palace, shouting in a very deep and loud voice that the emperor had arrived.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang, who only changed into the court clothes of the Son of Heaven, appeared in front of his courtiers.

Behind the emperor is the crown prince of the dynasty.

To Zhu Yunxi's surprise, his father did not do wheelchairs again this time.

Instead, I used a trolley that I had just delivered a few days ago.

The four wheels gurgled and turned, attracting everyone's attention.

Zhu Biao was calm, and his expression came to the opposite position side by side with his son as usual.

As the emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang, as the biggest bearer in this hall, sat firmly on the throne with a full beard and a full shadow.

According to the farmer's thinking, the butt is done steadily, and the work is reliable.

If there are horns on the buttocks, the man will rise to the sky.

Sun Gou'er stood in the corner, his eyes swept over the civil and military officials in front of him who never looked at him squarely.

"Hundreds of officials have something to do."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was like the Ming army fighting against the Yuan people on the grassland.

War drums beat, iron armor bursts, soldiers roar, war horses neigh.

A bloodless war is about to begin.

In order to avoid splashing blood on his body, the entire military general train quietly moved a few steps to the edge at the same time.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes looked through the palace door and looked at the roof of the Imperial Palace in front of him, as if he wanted to walk out of this Yingtian City to have fun in the mud.

Zhu Biao rubbed his stomach silently, feeling that the few new foods that his son had made in the past few days were quite reluctant.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes were gloomy, and he suddenly found that his mind had drifted to the sky above Xuanwu Lake, projected into the Zhongshan Palace, and found the young aunt.

Damn it!

With a low curse in his heart, Zhu Yunxi hurriedly put this thought that was not too friendly to the back of his mind, clasped his hands together, and lowered his head to look at the gold bricks on the ground.

"The minister has the right to play."

In the midst of everyone's expectations, someone finally blew the horn of attack at an inopportune time and started the war.

"Exactly."

In the middle hall, the emperor's mouth is titled to the heavenly seal, and the low permission seems to provide the most legal and rational evidence for this war.

Sun Baoren, the seventh inspector of the Imperial History, held the wat board in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Minister, the Imperial Procuratorate supervises the Imperial History Sun Baoren, and impeached Ren Hengtai, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites." ”

"The left attendant of the Ministry of Rites Ren Hengtai, since the end of the twenty-third year of Hongwu, has been in charge of all the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, the examination is mediocre, and the affairs of the Ministry of Rites have stagnated. In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, His Majesty celebrated the longevity festival, the Ministry of Rites was derelict in its duties, one country and two envoys, and two envoys from a small country in Fanbang, and one envoy collided in front of the saint. ”

"This is the Ministry of Rites does not notice, and it is also the Lu of the Rite Department's left waiter Ren Hengtai Food, but he does not think about worrying about the monarch, and he does nothing to prove it."

"The left waiter of the Ministry of Rites is Ren Hengtai, mediocre, and does not think about serving the country, resulting in the loss of the system of the country."

"Please ask Your Majesty to severely punish Ren Hengtai, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, and thoroughly investigate the illegal and inactive officials of the Ministry of Rites."

didn't wait for Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of the Ming Dynasty, to speak.

In the civil official train, another person walked out with a wat board.

"Zheng Xing in the Ministry of Rites and Rites, impeached Ren Hengtai, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and the corpse was vegetarian, and the jade was destroyed, so he was unworthy of serving as a minister of rites."

"The minister seconded the proposal."

"The ministers seconded the proposal."

For a time, the entire Zhongji Hall was not lively.

The dignified Daming Rite Department Zuo Shilang became the target of everyone who could shout and kill in the blink of an eye.

In the end, there are finally heavyweights out of the class.

"Zhou Yutai, the left servant of the Imperial Palace, impeached Ren Hengtai, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and his virtue and ability do not match his position.

The Ministry of Rites is in charge of the place where the Ming Dynasty teaches the ritual system, but in the hands of Ren Hengtai, there is a matter of one country and two envoys, which can be described as incompetent.

The ministers received the emperor's grace, and the imperial history of the left of the Judu Inspectorate did not dare to live up to the emperor's grace, this time, please ask Your Majesty to expel him from the court! ”

The left of the Imperial Court of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is already a member of the four products.

In the Ming Dynasty, which is only the second grade of the Ming Dynasty, the official foot of the fourth grade can be said to be high-ranking officials.

The Beijing official is released by one level, and Zhou Yutai, the left and west of the fourth grade, is the political envoy who is in charge of the political envoy Si Yamen to participate in politics left and right, and becomes the deputy of the feudal officials like the political envoy, who is in charge of a government affairs.

Or become the prefect of Yingtianfu, where the Jingshi is located.

With the impeachment of Zhou Yutai, the left of the Imperial Palace.

On the main hall, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao, and Zhu Yunxi all paid attention to it.

has been watching it for a while, and the officials of the DPRK and China have racked their brains and impeached the three grandfathers and grandsons of the old Zhu family who were in the good show of Ren Hengtai, a great injustice without repetition.

didn't wait for the three grandparents to speak.

Suddenly, there was a howl from the civil official train that shook the sky and the earth and cried down the Great Wall.

I saw that Ren Hengtai, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, had already thrown away the wat board in his hand, and he fell in front of the feet of Zhou Yutai, the left servant of the Imperial Court of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, who was standing at the forefront of the impeachment crowd.

Ren Hengtai was a handful of years, while crying non-stop, he knelt on the ground with a puff, and pulled his hands on the gold bricks of the Zhongji Hall twice, and appeared in front of the three grandchildren of the old Zhu family.

By this time, Ren Hengtai was already a handful of snot and tears.

"Your Majesty, the minister has been wronged!"