Zhang Yong got the emperor's order, and when he left the palace, Pegasus ran to the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment.

Seeing Li Yun'er in the crowd, he hurriedly approached, first knelt down and bowed, and then got up and said:

"Mrs. Jiang, Your Majesty has issued an edict to postpone the date of Lord Jiang's execution, and ordered our family to take the first emperor Mobao.

There is no point for you to freeze here, you can't save Lord Jiang, so hand over the Mobao to our family, and disperse quickly. ”

"This father-in-law, my father-in-law is wronged, and he is beaten into a trick."

Zhang Yong sighed: "Whether this is the case or not, it still needs to be decided by Your Majesty, you can hand over the Mobao to our family first."

If it is late, lest Your Majesty be angry, it will be even more difficult to clean up such a matter. ”

Li Shan stood aside and said: "Daughter, you just listen to this father-in-law, I think my son-in-law is a frank gentleman, and when His Majesty finds out the misunderstanding, he will let him go." ”

Li Yun'er nodded, put the ink treasure away, and handed it to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong took it carefully, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked up to Meng Xiang and said, "What our family said just now, I think the adults have heard it, Your Majesty ordered the execution to be suspended, and today's court will stop." ”

Meng Xiang frowned, so he had to respond.

After Zhang Yong returned to the palace, he presented the ink treasure to Zhu Houzhao.

As the paper slowly spread out, he could see the four large characters on it.

"Pillars of the Imperial Court".

Zhu Houzhao shook his head and sighed, as if talking to himself:

"Father, Jiang Ning deceived the saint and did such a deceitful thing, is he still a pillar of the court?

No matter how wise he is, if he is unfaithful, the child will be helpless. ”

Looking at the expression on his face, Zhang Yong on the side suggested:

"Your Majesty, Wu Anbo is deeply favored by His Majesty and has always been loyal. The old slave couldn't figure out why he would do such a fallacious thing.

After all, it is really unprofitable, Wu Anbo has his own bright future, and he can't do this.

The old slave thought that there might be something strange, so if he opened the golden well, he would like to investigate whether there was water seepage or not. ”

Zhu Houzhao said unhappily: "How can I move my father's mausoleum?" ”

"If Your Majesty wants to rebuild the Imperial Mausoleum, won't it be abandoned there?

Even if you send someone to inspect it, what does it matter?

If it is found that this is true, the entire mausoleum will be overturned.

And if it is a false lie, but it is slightly moved, but it proves the innocence of a humerus minister, and if the emperor is in heaven, he will agree. ”

"Not bad."

Zhu Houzhao slapped his face:

"I almost forgot where I am now.

Well, that being the case, this summoned several elders, and six Shangshu, as well as the imperial history of Zuodu, Dali Siqing to come to the imperial study to meet. ”

"The old slave obeys."

After a short time, a group of ministers put down their government affairs and came together.

And I heard Zhu Houzhao say that if you want to survey Jinjing, you have nothing to do.

Li Dongyang stood in the crowd, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, and finally came out of the class and said:

"Your Majesty, the old minister is willing to go to the tomb of the first emperor to inspect it."

"Li Ge's old words are serious. It's just a trivial matter, how can you have to stoop to the old man. ”

Yan Min immediately retorted.

Because he knew that Li Dongyang and a few people were opposed to the tax increase, he would give Jiang Ning a few people favoritism and fraud, and the case was overturned.

After all, in the face of national affairs, this is nothing.

But just then, this matter is related to his personal official career, so he can't ignore it.

Yan Min immediately looked at Zhu Houzhao:

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that this matter should be entrusted to an official who has nothing to do with the case.

Otherwise, mistakes will inevitably occur. ”

"There's some truth to that."

Zhu Houzhao touched his chin: "Who does the Qing family think should be sent?" ”

"Why don't you choose a nobleman, a Hanlin, and then select an official from the military department to contain and supervise each other, what does Your Majesty think?"

"That's very good."

Immediately afterwards, after a period of arguing among the ministers, the three candidates were finally finalized.

Xungui is the Duke of Chengguo, the official of Hanlin is called Yan Song, and the official of the Ministry of War is a small principal, named Wang Shouren.

After the candidates were decided, Zhu Houzhao promulgated the decrees separately and passed them on to the three ministers.

The northwest corner of the capital.

In a small mansion.

A young man in his twenties was pacing around the house.

Looking at the holy decree in his hand, a thick tangled color appeared on his face.

He is Yan Song, the first assistant of the cabinet of the Jiajing Dynasty in the future, and a well-known minister.

And now he is just a little transparent who has just entered the officialdom.

But his inner pursuit of fame and fortune is not a lot.

Just now, Yan Song received the holy decree.

It stands to reason that the emperor sent him to do this, which is a kind of trust, and if it is done well, it will be of great benefit to his future career.

It should be extremely happy.

But Yan Song is not an ordinary person, and as soon as he receives the will, he keeps thinking about it.

In his heart, according to Jiang Ning's guilt, it was certain death.

But now Zhu Houzhao has postponed his sentence and has to make a big move to inspect and retry.

Could there be some deep meaning in it?

For example, let Jiangning have a horse?

Yan Song's heart became more and more entangled and anxious.

What on earth should he do to truly comprehend the divine will?

At this moment, the only servant in the family came to report: "Master, a rich businessman came outside, saying that he wanted to see you." ”

Yan Song waved his hand impatiently and said: "Let's just say that the master has something to do, and it is inconvenient to see guests." ”

The little guy said again: "He said that he came to help the master solve this matter." ”

Yan Song was stunned: "Please let him in." ”

"Yes."

After a while, Yan Song looked at the visitor and narrowed his eyes.

I saw that he was dressed in silk and satin, and his figure was tall.

Although he is dressed luxuriously, he is a little nondescript, and it is difficult to hide his fierce atmosphere.

Yan Song arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask? ”

The person who came didn't speak, just glanced at the little guy.

Yan Song immediately waved his hand, and the little servant withdrew from the room and closed the door.

"Shi Wenyi, deputy Qianhu of Xia Jinyiwei, has seen Yan Hanlin."

"Jin Yiwei?"

Yan Song changed color in shock.

He never expected that the notorious brocade guard would suddenly come to the door.

Shi Wenyi smiled: "Don't worry, Hanlin, I came to the door today, I really came to send Hanlin a fortune." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Yan Song said calmly.

Shi Wenyi sat down unceremoniously and said, "Below, I got Wu Anbo's order to come to Hanlin." ”

"Wu Anbo?"

Yan Song's face changed again.

"Wu Anbo is in prison, and there are such means?"

"Otherwise, let's give Hanlin a fortune.

Hanlin also received the news just now, have you ever figured out the holy will? ”

Yan Song's face was entangled, and finally sighed: "I was about to ask Lord Shi to solve his doubts." ”

"Haha, in the future, Hanlin will have a promising career!"

The other side.

After getting off the palace, Li Dongyang left the Forbidden City and hurried to Wang Hua's mansion.

Wang Hua is a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, which is nothing.

But he also has an identity, which is the father of Wang Shouren.

"Xia Guan has seen Li Ge Lao."

Wang Hua heard Li Dongyang and hurriedly went out to greet him.

"Hurry up, is Ling Lang here?"

Li Dongyang said anxiously.

"He hasn't come back yet, and the elder is looking for him?"

The two talked as they walked.

"Wang Shilang knows that Ling Lang was sent to inspect the emperor's tomb, right?"

Wang Hua glanced at Li Dongyang: "The elder of the pavilion is here to ......"

In the middle of speaking, he hurriedly waved away the servants and maids who were waiting.

When there were only the two of them in the room, Li Dongyang nodded and said:

"Yes, exactly.

If His Majesty really wants to move the tomb, he will have to spend millions of taels of silver, and this can only be done through additional taxes.

If this is the case, there will be no way for the people of the world to live. ”

Wang Hua took the initiative to take over and said, "So the elder wants me to do something during the inquest?" ”

"If you don't use your hands and feet to deceive the Holy Hearing, you are actually saving the people of the world and saving the Ming Society."

Li Dongyang said righteously.

Wang Hua smiled bitterly, and immediately suddenly showed a serious look:

"Elder Ge, don't worry, my father and son are not villains who don't understand righteousness.

When my son came back, I shared with him and said that I would not let Jiangshan Sheji be in danger of being tired.

As long as you can save thousands of people, even if you lose your life, what does it matter! ”

"So, the old man thanks Wang Shilang!"

Li Dongyang bowed deeply.

After he left, Wang Shouren finally came back from outside.

As soon as he entered the door, he was called to the study by his father.

"My son, if there is something that wants my Wang family to be beheaded, but it can save the people's society, are you willing?"

Wang Hua stared at this son who made him extremely proud.

Wang Shouren was stunned: "Father said that it was about inspecting the imperial tomb?" ”

"Yes, I'm smart. Then you? ”

"Father, the child often walks in the market, and knows the suffering of ordinary people.

Recently, I heard from a vendor on the street that Wu Anbo risked a big deal to hide the matter in order not to levy taxes.

Since Wu Anbo can have this determination, how can the child care about his life! ”

"Good!"

Wang Hua was relieved, stroked his palms and laughed: "This is the unicorn of my Wang family!" ”

At this time, Wang Shouren's eyes were full of indescribable firmness and determination.