This farce ended with the king of Nanjun fleeing with his daughter and a group of guards, only to forget that there was a son next to him who looked at him worriedly.

The next morning, the Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, and it was another war of words.

Emperor Sheng An, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked quietly with deep dragon eyes, but did not say a word.

A speech official of the Imperial Historical Observatory walked out of the queue, and when he exited, An Xin was sprayed as an unscrupulous person who had no king's law, despised the royal family, was domineering, and suppressed the lower officials.

In order to confirm his words, he specially pointed out that Lin Zhenrong, the director of Guozijian, was willing to come out to testify, and An Xin abused the student Lin Siye in Guozijian to dissuade him, and he was also harshly reprimanded by her, and other people in Guozijian saw it.

An Guogong and Wu Changbo, some of the families who had a holiday with An Xin, saw that what the imperial historian said was reasonable, and felt that An Xin was going to finish this time, so they stood up and stepped on it.

Regardless of whether what this imperial historian said was true, or whether it was fabricated and framed, they all hoped to step on these things of Shen Anxin.

It is best for the emperor to cut her down in anger, so as to relieve the depression and hatred in their hearts.

An Xin pursed her lips, it seems that her subordinate Lin Siye has a great opinion of her, and he thinks about how to step her down all the time, and climbs up to sit in this sacrificial wine position.

It's one thing for her not to want to be an official, it's another thing for others to want to step on her to get on the throne.

An Xin hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, Guozijian is so boring, it seems that it is okay to clean up a business that is higher than the sky and whose life is thinner than paper.

Jiang Zhou looked at the colleague who was hanging like a river above the main hall, and sneered on his lips.

His expression made the old man Shan who looked back at him sweat for the subordinates who were still framing and slandering An Saijiu.

At the beginning, I saw that this person was born to be the material of the imperial history.

Others also thought that this poisonous tongue was appreciated by themselves and entered the Yushitai.

But no one knew that it was he who accompanied the emperor out of the palace on that occasion and heard this sharp debate with others.

Finding that the emperor was appreciative of him in his eyes, he guessed the holy will when he was old, and only then did he go to the Yushitai after Jiang Zhou was admitted to the Jinshi.

If Jiang Zhou hadn't been in the eyes of the emperor at the beginning, even if he was promoted, it would not have been possible to be promoted from a poor disciple to a fifth-grade official at a young age like a rocket within three years.

This is a Beijing official, and everyone knows that if there is no special situation, the Beijing official will be promoted more difficult and slower than the official who is released.

Just like Cao Zhiqing, who was once born in a poor family and relied on the identity of the son-in-law of the Marquis of Wuchang, who rose all the way to the fourth rank in the Ministry of Rites, is a good example.

The fourth rank official was the highest position that the Marquis of Wuchang could promote for him at the beginning, because he didn't have much outstanding ability, so his official position was no longer in the next ten years.

In the past few years, I don't know who he has provoked, and he has been suppressed and reduced to the ranks of petty officials at the bottom of the capital.

Doing nothing every day, being confused, getting drunk and playing with prostitutes, and now those who know him shake their heads when they hear his name, and he has become a non-downright character.

At the time when Shan Jinzhe's thoughts deviated.

Jiang Zhou had already fired at that colleague of Yushitai, bombing indiscriminately, framing and impeaching the official by framing him for the benefit he received in which year and month.

In order to be able to get out of the Yushi Observatory as soon as possible, he killed the top boss Shan Old Man, and let him go home early to sell sweet potatoes, so that he could successfully ascend to the position of Yushi Dafu, and the evidence of which faction and which party he took refuge in.

In his terrifying eyes, he unhurriedly handed it to the old eunuch of Xianggonggong, and Emperor Sheng'an, who was watching the play with relish, took a look at the evidence sent and threw it away lightly.

And then someone was unlucky.

"He likes to frame others so much, it's all his restless tongue that is to blame, since that's the case, let the guards come in and pull it out, and pull out the tongue first."

Emperor Sheng An's indifferent words frightened the civil and military officials below.

The four-grade Yushi who has a lot of wrong thoughts, just like that, didn't even beg for mercy, and was frightened and fainted.

Fortunately, he was still strong and didn't scare the urine on the main hall, or His Majesty the Emperor, who didn't like cleanliness, would have chopped him up and fed him to the dogs.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked at Jiang Yiyi with such an amazing combat power in their eyes, and saw that he glanced at everyone with disdain.

It seems that the master is so powerful, you can provoke him, and maybe you can save a breath for that person when you are happy.

But if he is not afraid of death to provoke the people he cares about, he Jiang Zhou has not been in the capital for so many years, and in the past few years, someone has always taken the initiative to send him all kinds of news.

As big as the movements of the court officials, what bad things have been done in private, and the gossip that is in the limelight in the small road capital, as long as it is within the scope of the information collected by the imperial history, someone will pass on these news to him.

Jiang Zhou also looked for the person who took the initiative to collect information for him, but he never found out.

After King Nanjun, who was with a whip wound, saw a commotion, An Xin was still standing on the court unharmed, gritting his teeth with hatred, and his facial features were distorted.

looked at the Yudu Yushi who was dragged down with a cold look in his eyes, and scolded secretly, useless things, blind to the treasures and money he gave out,

The king of Nanjun trembled out of the queue to the center of the main hall, and knelt down for Emperor Sheng An, "Your Majesty, you have to be the master of the ministers!" ”

An Xin was stunned, looking at the crying King Nanjun in front of her, which made her insightful.

How can there be the arrogance of blocking herself at the door of the house yesterday, arrogantly and domineeringly yelling to beat her to death, chop her into mud, and feed the dogs.

is worthy of being a member of the royal family, I am afraid this is also a compulsory course for them, and in terms of pretending to be pitiful, I am afraid that only the drama can have a fight with him.

"As a member of the royal family, he was beaten by a female official, and the minister lost his royal face, and Weichen had no face to live in this world anymore."

Saying that, the king of Nanjun pretended to hit the dragon pillar on the main hall.

An Xin saw that there was an urge to support her forehead here, and she shed tears of sympathy for the pillar erected in the main hall.

You say that it provokes whoever it is a pillar, and every once in a while, there are officials who want to bump into it and touch porcelain, which is too much.

An Xin walked out of the queue and was pulled by someone with a blank look, and the king of Nanjun, who was still struggling to say that he didn't want to live, spoke for Panlongzhu with a righteous face:

"Except for this pillar, you officials who regard death as a hobby can't be bumped into in another place.

For example, the two walls on the main hall are actually quite strong, and it should be no problem to hit a brain pulp crack, so you can consider it next time. ”

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty looked at An Xin with a calm face in horror, and made this suggestion...... Are you sure she's talking human?!

"Hahaha-" The main hall was filled with the laughter of Emperor Sheng An.

(End of chapter)