Three days later, Wu Yurong, the left chief of Ruwangfu, who had come all the way from Henan to mourn, finally entered Beijing.

As soon as he entered Beijing, this Wu Changshi didn't even look for a place to live, and directly took the officials of the palace to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites on the west side of East Street.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Ministry of Rites, the porter of the Ministry of Rites was startled when he saw a wave of officials rushing over.

Their Ministry of Rites is not one of the others, it is a notoriously deserted yamen.

There were so many officials at once, and the men rushed into the yamen to report without saying a word.

When Qiu Teng heard the movement and came out of it.

The entrance of the Ministry of Rites was already dark, and the sound of crying shook the sky.

Seeing this, Qiu Teng's white beard began to tremble, and after he descended the steps, he asked angrily: "Who is so bold that he dares to make trouble at the entrance of the Ministry of Rites?" Who is in charge? ”

Wu Yurong's crying perch walked out suddenly, and when he saw Qiu Teng, he said with a sad face: "Master Qiu, Qiu Yurong, the left chief of the Xiaguan Ruwang Mansion!" Ask the bachelor to say a few words for our Ruwang Mansion! ”

As soon as he heard that it was someone from Ruwangfu, Qiu Teng instantly lost his temper, he had already seen that the Ruwangfu and others outside the Zongren Mansion were unhappy, but he didn't expect that these people would get bigger and bigger, and today they actually ran to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

"As a subordinate official of the palace, you don't help take care of the affairs of Queen Lao Ru in the domain at this time, why did you come to my yamen of the Ministry of Rites?"

Wu Yurong cried: "Back to the Ministry of Justice, after five generations, the Ru Domain has gone through five generations, branching out, spending more and more, at the beginning of the year the imperial court promised to allocate 80,000 taels of silver to the Ru Domain, so far I have not tasted it, the old Ru King collapsed, although the Ru Wangfu sold the utensils, collected the money, but still could not afford to pay the funeral fee!" Hence ......"

Before he finished his words, Qiu Teng sneered: "You Ruwangfu, there are more than 10,000 hectares of good fertile land in Weihui alone, and there are feudal fields in Henan and Huguang, and no matter who contributes to your palace, you will be short of money?" Will you be short of these 80,000 taels? Joke! ”

Qiu Teng thought that he had already spoken to this point, and the head of the palace, Shi Ding, would retire in shame.

Who knew that Wu Yurong cried: "When the old prince of my family was alive, when he encountered floods and droughts, he shared grain and rice for the imperial court, which year did he not open a porridge shed outside Wei Hui?" ”

"The old princess, pity the poor and widows, not to mention Henan, even the poor people in Huguang have received countless favors."

"As for the feudal field mentioned by the minister, it was given by the imperial court and the previous emperors, and there is no reason to sell it for silver! Besides, the law of the land is not tolerated! ”

"Also, Qiu Butang, is there any evidence for your so-called dedication to Jitian?"

……

"You!" Qiu Teng is a literati after all.

It's okay to ask him to do some writing work.

It's okay to talk about the big truth.

But when it comes to specific affairs, one is that he has never participated in affairs, so there is no data to support him, and he can't refute the other party's words.

The second is that he is also a gentleman and doesn't want to blush on the street in broad daylight.

Seeing that more and more people are gathering.

Wu Yurong became more and more arrogant, and seeing that Qiu Teng did not speak, he returned to the team and cried with a headache.

"What the hell is going on here? Why did a large group of officials block the door of the Ministry of Rites and cry? ”

"I heard that King Ru died, and the court owes money to King Ru's mansion, and the old King Ru is still in the palace and has not been buried!"

"Oh, mourning, death is great, hurry up and bury the money, what's the point of stopping like this?"

"But let's say, although the palace is not short of money, but you don't hurry up and give the silver at this time, forget it!"

"Count it up, Lao Ru Wang is still the uncle of the current emperor!"

……

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Qiu Teng finally reacted: "Hurry, hurry, go and call the people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division to come over!" ”

After speaking, he beckoned and said, "Prepare the car, the old man is going to Wenyuan Pavilion!" ”

In the Wenyuan Pavilion!

Of course, Qiu Teng would not go to the party Xu Song, he went directly to the first assistant.

Seeing Qin Yan, he went straight to the point and said directly: "Shoufu, the yamen of my Ministry of Rites has been blocked by the long history of the Ruwang Mansion, what kind of system is this?" Please send someone to drive them away quickly, otherwise what else will we do with the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites? ”

Qin Yan heard this: "There is still such a thing? This Ruwang Mansion is really bold! Wait a minute, I will ask Ying Tianfu and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to send someone to drive them away! ”

After speaking, he wrote two notes by hand and asked Gong Youwei to send them out.

Seeing Qin Yan so refreshing, Qiu Teng's heart finally settled down.

But it didn't take long for the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division and Ying Tianfu to report outside, saying that Shi Wu Yurong, the head of the Ru Wang's Mansion, invited the spirit card of the old Ru King to hold it in his hand, and the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses and Ying Tianfu did not dare to act rashly.

Qiu Teng was completely stupid when he heard this.

What else can I do?

Even if Lao Ru Wang is a pig in captivity in the imperial court, he is not just someone who can touch his tablet.

Now that the matter was deadlocked, Qiu Teng was anxious: "Shoufu, you hurry up and get an idea, if you don't deal with this matter, it won't be a joke?" ”

Qin Yan took a sip of tea and said, "Don't worry! ”

After speaking, he turned his head and said, "Are Elder Wu Ge and Elder Xu Ge here?" ”

Gong Youwei, who was standing on the side, said: "It's all here!" ”

"Well, you go and talk to the two elders, let's go into the palace together and ask to see Your Majesty!"

Gong Youwei turned around and walked out of the door when he heard this.

Not long after, Wu Xingbang and Xu Song rushed over.

Everyone sat down, and Qiu Teng patiently explained the whole story.

This time, there was no more moths, and several pavilion elders went to the inner city to ask the eunuch to find Wang Ji.

After waiting for about half an hour, Wang Ji just sent a little eunuch out to inform the cabinet ministers: "The cabinet should deal with it itself!" ”

Dispose of it yourself?

Qiu Teng, who was waiting for the news, was stupid.

It's been back and forth for almost two hours.

Finally, wait for such a result.

Today, his Ministry of Rites and Yamen has completely become a joke in Beijing.

When Xu Song heard Emperor Zhizheng's will, he was not surprised at all.

And he guessed how things would play out next.

Everyone returned to the Wenyuan Pavilion, Qin Yan sighed and said, "Your Majesty wants us to act cheaply, how can you all tell us what to do?" ”

Wu Xingbang has nothing to do with himself, so he is naturally not in a hurry to speak.

Qin Yan saw that he hung his head and didn't speak, so he turned his head to Xu Song and said, "Zhongwang, what do you see?" ”

Xu Song snorted coldly in his heart, as he guessed.

"In this matter, we still have to ask Sun Ang, the commander of the Zuo Sect, to come forward!"

When they heard this, they all froze.

Yes, Qiu Teng forgot about this stubble.

At the end of the day, it's a royal affair.

Although there is no Zongren Mansion and Zongzheng, there are still Zongren.

Sun Angzi Tingju, a jinshi in the twelfth year of Wuzong, and later the second daughter of Emperor Wuzong, Princess Yunyang.

Now that Princess Yunyang has died early, Sun Ang has completely let himself go, and he has accepted several concubines at home, and he is still singing every night when he is old.

However, regardless of whether this person is useful or not, his identity as a sect member is real.

Pull it out and hold it for a while.

Qin Yan looked at Xu Song, and was speechless in his heart, but you can still remember this living treasure.