The snow had stopped, the sky was still gray, and a melodious flute suddenly sounded on the second floor of the Happy Forest, and then the singer sang again.

"It's immoral, it's insulting!"

"The Imperial History of the Patrol Street is dead!"

"The old man wants to impeach the Metropolitan Procuratorate!"

In the midst of a commotion, a Confucian steward walked out.

When the news came out that Kong Qian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was furious and vomited blood and fell into a coma, the civil officials who came to visit the Confucian Mansion immediately blew up, and countless pairs of angry eyes all looked at the happy forest steward who was working hard to solicit business.

"Kill him! Avenge the Ministry!" Many Ministry of Rites officials roared.

Before the poor steward could react, he was slapped in the face, and the cloth hat on his head was also sent flying far away.

Then countless officials rushed up and pushed him to the ground, beating him indiscriminately!

Another group of officials flocked to the happy forest, grabbed the little guy there, and tore and beat them indiscriminately!

The officials were divided into several groups, and the steward and the little servant of the happy forest, who were soliciting business on the street, pressed them to the ground with fists and feet!

The street was crowded with people watching the excitement, and there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"What? What for?"

The royal history of the street patrol came with the soldiers, and was just about to send a power to take the people, when suddenly he saw a ghost and was stunned.

The gauze hat is accumulated, and the red robe is dazzling.

It was a group of court officials who beat the people in the street, how should this be good!

The Imperial History of the Patrol Street stood there silently, staring at the Shuntianfu messenger who rushed to hear the sound.

Those Shuntianfu servants retreated to the side under the majestic gaze of the Imperial History patrolling the streets, and stood there, not daring to move.

At this time, the old bustard rushed out and shouted, "Why are you beating? Why are you beating people?!"

An official looked back at her, "You're the bustard here?"

The bustard: "Yes."

Official: "She's an old bustard, kill her!"

The old bustard was anxious and shouted, "General Niu, help!"

Niu Er had already walked out, stood there with a knife on his shoulder, and asked, "Which yamen are you from?"

The people pretended not to know, "Where are you?"

Niu Er smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to point to the imperial history of the street patrol, and asked, "Da Ming Law, what is the crime of oppression and cruelty to the people by incumbent officials?"

The street patrol Yushi was suddenly covered there, looking at Niu Er in surprise.

Fights and brawls between civil officials in the Ming Dynasty were common, but they were all conflicts between officials because of political discord, and the emperor and the cabinet turned a blind eye, and they all watched the excitement, because the crowd was angry, and they completely forgot that this was not above the court, and the people who were beaten were not political enemies who were also officials of the Ming Dynasty, and everyone was stunned and stunned.

There was silence in front of the Happy Forest Gate at this time.

Niu Er: "Are you going to Dali Temple by yourself? Or will General Ben send someone to send you there?"

"The court has a female cadre who wants to frame Zhongliang!"

Only then did the officials wake up, and as they walked towards the Confucian Mansion, they muttered, "We want to see the Holy Father of Yan!"

Niu Er: "Someone!"

The officer behind him shouted in response, and immediately led his troops to surround the officers.

The street patrol Yushi's face turned white: "You, you want to declare your personal vendetta!"

The officials shouted:

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Without the Holy Decree, you will dare to besiege the court officials and take us!"

Niu Er glanced at the imperial history of patrolling the streets, and soon looked at everyone again, and said slowly: "There are people who shovel the uneven roads, and there are people who take care of unfair things. As an official of the imperial court, you oppress and brutalize the people in broad daylight, and this general has taken you to uphold the "Great Ming Law" and the majesty of the imperial court." Speaking of this, his voice showed a tough voice: "Even if Yan Shenggong is here, you can only go to Dali Temple!"

For the first time, the civilian officials experienced the majesty of the military.

The street patrol Yushi took a deep breath and looked at Niu Er: "Just go like this?"

"What? It's a shame!"

Niu Er smiled faintly: "General Ben will personally accompany you to go." As he spoke, he stretched out a large hand and pointed very politely, "Please!"

"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty!"

The crowd was far away, and the steward roared loudly, his hair scattered, his cotton clothes torn, and there were several bloody marks on his face!

The old bustard rolled his eyes and immediately shouted, "From now on, as long as everyone spends in Happy Forest, no matter how much money it is, we will donate it!" Donate it all!"

"Good!" The crowd cheered in unison.

Someone else shouted, "From now on, Lao Tzu will sleep in your happy forest."

The crowd laughed again.

The old bustard: "Quick, go to the Jia Family Chamber of Commerce to get a hundred altars of "Immortal Drunk" on credit, and drink it open tonight!"

Immediately, someone shouted, "The old bustard's heart is really dark, but it doesn't matter, as long as you don't mix it with water!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and several figures sneaked out.

............

"What? What for?"

The steward of the Confucian Mansion was not accommodating: "Yan Sheng's justice is resting, and no one is seen."

The face of the street patrol Yushi sank: "I have something important to report to the Holy Father, and you can't afford to suffer if you are late!" With a push of his hand, he walked quickly towards the door.

The steward was in a hurry: "Do you understand the rules?"

The street patrol Yushi strode towards the study, and the steward hurriedly followed, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

In the middle of the tearing, the two walked to the steps outside the study and couldn't help but stop.

The door of the study was open, and in front of a large pot of charcoal, Yan Shenggong sat on a chaise longue with a fox skin blanket on his knees, holding a book and reading there.

The steward glanced at the imperial history of the street patrol, scolded secretly, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to report: "Yan Shenggong, your student asks to see."

Only then did the Holy Father put down the book in his hand: "Come in."

The street patrol Yushi hurriedly climbed the steps and shouted by the door, "Students meet the teacher!" Saying that, he walked in with a solemn face, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, there is a big case! It was rushed and the students were offended."

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, go to the house and tell me something." After speaking, he took his hand and said, "Help me up."

"Yes." The street patrol took his arm gently, carried him to the inner desk and sat down, looking at the steward who was still standing there, "I have something to tell the teacher."

Yan Shenggong: "Go out and close the door."

"Yes." The steward went out and closed the door.

The imperial history poured a bowl of hot tea and gave it to Yan Shenggong, and then briefly told the matter of Happy Forest.

Yan Shenggong looked at the tea bowl with his eyes, sighed for a while, and then shook his head: "You shouldn't do this. Give them a handle!"

The imperial history: "This matter can be big or small, if the military takes the opportunity to make trouble, it will be a big trouble."

Yan Shenggong nodded: "Those people want to defeat us, and they will definitely not let go of this opportunity. Especially you, they will definitely go to impeachment."

The Imperial History was silent.

Yan Shenggong: "Don't worry, I will enter the palace to meet the Emperor Taishang tomorrow morning, and I will intercede on this matter, and there will be no problem."

Na Yushi smiled awkwardly, "Students are not worried."

"Scholars are the foundation of the country, and no matter who sits in the temple of heaven, in the end, it is up to the scholars to govern the country and manage the people. This has been the law for thousands of years."

"Students understand."

The imperial history hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Now there is still nearly an hour before the Yamen Xiaya, if it is Dali Temple..... Deng Tong and the students are not all the way."

Yan Shenggong: "You have too many hearts...... The face of the scholar is more important than his life, and he does not dare to offend the scholars of the world, let alone let himself be infamous."

There was a pause, "Still

Your worries are not unfounded..... In this way, you will go on behalf of the old man and tell him that the old man will enter the palace tomorrow morning."

The Patrol of the Street: "Yes."

...........

Zhu Wucheng was sitting in front of the imperial case at this time and reading the fold, but his mind was a little disturbed, his eyes were facing the fold, but his eyes were not looking out of the door.

Suddenly, he looked up and asked, "What time is it?"

The chief eunuch on duty glanced at the chiming bell next to him and replied, "Back to Your Majesty, it's been a moment."

Zhu Wucheng's brows furrowed: "The yamen has gone down?"

The chief eunuch was stunned for a moment: "Back to Your Majesty, the yamen in the capital are going down in winter."

"How long has Dong Shan been out?" Zhu Wucheng asked again.

The great eunuch replied, "In less than half an hour."

Zhu Wucheng: "Hmm..... Tell the queen that I will have dinner at Fengzao Palace tonight, huh..... Let her go over too......" As he spoke, he cleaned up the folds on the imperial case, took a book of folds in his hand, opened it and looked at it, and looked at it, and the two eyebrows were tightly twisted.

Zhu Wucheng pondered for a while and asked, "Is the military department on duty with the Marquis of Zhongwu?"

"Yes."

While he was talking, Dong Shan walked in lightly with wind and dust, Zhu Wucheng looked up at him, but saw that he was empty-handed, and immediately asked, "Didn't Deng Tong try it?"

Dong Shan: "Back to Your Majesty, the trial is over, but the trial is not finished."

Zhu Wucheng: "Hmm?"

Dong Shan glanced at the big eunuch on duty, and the big eunuch understood, bowed and retreated.

Hearing the sound of the door of the outer hall closing, Dong Shan said, "The facts of this case are clear, the evidence is conclusive, and the case should have been closed quickly, perhaps..... Lord Deng was worried, and until the lower government did not issue a signature to summon the victims, and even the confessions of those officials could not be sorted out."

After a pause, "The Imperial Historian who patrols the streets brought the words of Yan Shenggong, saying that he would enter the palace to meet the Emperor Taishang tomorrow morning, so he .....

Zhu Wucheng was silent.

Dong Shan spoke again: "Your Majesty."

Zhu Wucheng: "Hmm."

Dong Shan: "There is news from the Great Yu River that the Marquis of Zhongjing led the cavalry to continue north after killing the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, and did not return to Beijing."

Zhu Wucheng said: "Keep talking."

Dong Shan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Because there is a scout hall, the spies didn't dare to follow, but they should have gone to Jizhou Town."

Zhu Wucheng was taken aback.

Dong Shan: "I have already arranged for people to rush to Jizhou and Shanhaiguan, perhaps, there is another military order on the Marquis of Zhongjing."

Zhu Wucheng sighed, "I'm not suspicious of them, it's just that what do they want to do? Do even I, the emperor, want to hide it? I'm just not going to make them feel at ease?!"

Dong Shan was silent for a moment and replied, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the old slave will definitely find out!"

Zhu Wucheng nodded: "It's rare that you are so concerned. However, there is no need to be anxious, I guess this matter is mostly related to Li Wenzhong's army. Check it slowly, don't get tired."

Dong Shan was moved for a while: "Your Majesty ......"

Zhu Wucheng: "Alright, alright. The affairs of the Kong family need to be tightened up, and I don't want any accidents to happen at that time."

Dong Shan: "I have already arranged for someone to go to Qufu to investigate." Suddenly, his eyes flashed, he remembered something, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, because of the grain donation, the people of Shenjing and the refugees outside the city have a lot of discussions about the Kong family, and they are very dissatisfied, and even some officials have a lot of complaints. The matter of Happy Forest has also spread in the city, if something happens to Happy Forest at this time, everyone will suspect the Kong family. Let's take the opportunity to reveal the matter of Yan Shenggong's pressure on Dali Temple to interfere with the interrogation......

After a pause, "The old slave inquired about a piece of news, Niu Er took his soldiers directly back to the Chongwenmen camp, and Happy Lin tonight except for those singers, there are only idlers who go to have fun."

Zhu Wucheng was stunned: "It's too obvious..... I'm afraid of being self-defeating..

... Let the Kong family become a victim."

"The Happy Forest has ruined the reputation of the Kong family, and dozens of officials have suffered, so it is natural for the Kong family to burn the Happy Forest to vent their anger. If this is done, the reputation of the Kong family will be at least three and a half points more stinky. In addition, the happy forest is the industry of Qianfeng, the Shoufu of Jinling Town, and the East Factory has ample reasons to intervene, so as not to worry about the stinky Kong family..... It's hard to explain."

Zhu Wucheng didn't answer, pointed to the twists and turns on the imperial case, and said lightly: "There is an unsigned impeachment of Prince Teng's private acceptance of the grassland people as concubines, you send it to the Marquis of Zhongwu and let him watch it."

"Yes....." Dong Shan picked up the book with both hands, bowed and exited the inner hall, at this time, Zhu Wucheng's voice came from his ears: "I am waiting for your good news."

...........

From the beginning of the afternoon, the sky is overcast, and at dusk, the sky is full of snowflakes, and as night falls, the snow becomes denser and falls from the sky.

In the lobby of the military headquarters, two large pots of silver frost charcoal with green fire were burning early, and there were four dishes and a pot of wine on the small table.

Suddenly, a cold wind came in from the thick door curtain, and Dong Shan walked in, with a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face, and arched his hand: "Master Hou is so Yaxing!"

Jia Jue stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture.

Dong Shan shook his head, "The miscellaneous family still has errands on their back, so let's make a long story short." As he spoke, he took out the notebook from his sleeve, gently placed it on the small wooden table, and said in a low voice: "The things that Master Hou explained, the miscellaneous family took the risk to handle it, Your Majesty said it, let you watch it."

After a pause, "To be on the safe side, you might as well send someone to check on it and make some noise." The spies planted by the Emperor Taishang in Mobei have already been mastered by His Majesty, so there is no big mistake in being careful."

Jia Jue was secretly surprised, but he remained silent, and said, "Zhejiang has 1,000 acres of high-grade paddy fields, and the manager can arrange for his family to pick them up at any time."

"You're atmospheric." Dong Shan was still smiling.

Jia Jue took a sip of the wine glass, and said to himself: "Manager Qian's concubine took a hundred jars of "Immortal Drunk" from the Jia Family Chamber of Commerce, such a strong wine, even if it is mixed with half of the water, those idlers will be drunk like dead pigs in the second half of the night."

Dong Shan sighed in his heart, and said secretly, "You can guess this!" After thinking for a while, he asked, "Master Hou didn't send someone to the town, right?"

"Not really." Jia Jue looked at him, "Worried that something would happen, Shuntianfu sent a team of messengers over." Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "The little official is also an official, and the death of one has more influence than ten people, let alone nine."

Dong Shan was also stunned, and after a long while, he said, "Okay, okay, I'll be so happy with you, and the miscellaneous family will tell you a piece of news for free." As he spoke, he walked up to Jia Jue and whispered, "Jia Yucun hooked up with the Marquis of Jinxiang, and also got into a relationship with the King of Beijing and the Duke of Xuguo. To put it mildly, you're careful of being bitten by your own dog." After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

..............

The night was getting deeper and deeper, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snow and fog were so vast that it was impossible to see the situation on the other side twenty paces away.

There is still no curfew in Dongcheng tonight, and from time to time there is a horse-drawn carriage speeding through the street on Andingmen Street, and suddenly, several black shadows rush out of the darkness and run straight towards the Happy Forest.

There was a barking of dogs in the darkness, and at this moment, a cluster of fire suddenly appeared in the snow and mist, and then, a thick smoke rushed up in the direction of the Happy Forest, the fire became brighter and brighter, and the smoke rolled out, and under the northwest wind, the fire quickly spread to the houses on the edge of the Happy Forest, and finally someone found it, and shouted, "Go to the water! Walk the water! The happy forest is burning, go and put out the fire!"

The flames were monstrous, and under the sweep of the wind and snow, the fire dragons were spitting flames wildly, ravaging all the surrounding buildings, and everywhere were people running in panic, they pushed each other, trampled on each other, and screams and wails resounded in the night sky.....

The fire on Andingmen Street shook the entire Dongcheng, and the Terracotta Division, Shuntianfu and the defenders of Andingmen all sent people to put out the fire, and half of the street was engulfed in flames, and the heavy snow could not extinguish the fire

The fire is still spreading rapidly, and everyone can only watch.

At this time, Yan Shengcheng sat in the study, waiting for the news from the front yard, and secretly prayed in his heart that the fire would not be burned from the Happy Forest.

With a squeak, the butler walked in, and said with a solemn face, "The fire started from the Happy Forest."

Hearing this, Yan Shenggong was stunned at first, then laughed out of shape, and then scolded: "Shaft!" Then his face turned white and he gasped for air.

The butler was also startled and shouted, "Someone!"

At this moment, Yan Shenggong's face gradually turned red from white, his face twitched in pain, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly!

.............

"Ahh Ahh

Jia Jue took out the hall seal with both hands, covered it uprightly on the lower right side of the official document, and muttered, "Who is talking about me behind my back.....