Zhan Rong is actually considered to be a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty, Fujian, and Guangzhou.

It's just that this is also the first time Zhan Rong has worked in Beijing, and before that, Zhan Rong's main work in Jiubian for a long time was to repair the Great Wall.

I rushed into Beijing after hearing the news, and the mansion in the capital was not completed, so I temporarily lived in the house of Zhou Liang, the imperial historian of the capital, during this time.

Since yesterday, the people of Jingshi have been in a commotion, Zhan Rong has been lying in the study almost every moment writing something, but Zhou Liang and the others have been relieved.

In the eyes of Zhou Liang and others, Ning Jue's behavior was actually looking for death.

The matter is so big, even if the Son of Heaven doesn't want to kill Ning Jue, it can't be done.

"Gong Zhan, according to the foolish opinion of the younger generation, let's just let it go, this Ning Jue is afraid that he is going to anger Tianyan, the bigger the trouble, the more the monarch will kill him, as long as he dies, won't we be a hundred."

Zhan Rong didn't even raise his head.

"It's really stupid, don't say it next time."

Maybe Zhan Rong doesn't know Ning Jue, but Zhan Rong, who has been in the dynasty for many years, knows Jiajing too well.

If Jiajing had been furious at the beginning and wanted to execute Ning Jue, Ning Jue would have been a corpse a long time ago.

But Jiajing didn't.

Instead, he let Ning Jue make things bigger.

This is not normal.

Zhan Rong's brows remained tightly locked, and after writing the last word, he let out a long sigh.

"The old man wants to go to the ministry, Shang Yin is going to prepare a car, and this letter, please send Shang Yin to Yanping's hometown as soon as possible on behalf of the old man, quickly."

"Whoa."

Zhou Liang got up and saluted, turned his head and went to order someone to prepare the car.

After Zhan Rong got into the carriage, he went straight to the yamen of the military department.

The military department of the Ming Dynasty was actually a relatively chaotic yamen, such as Weng Wanda, although he was the secretary of the military department, but his own work was actually a trilateral general system, and he only hung the title of secretary of the military department.

Among the military departments of the Beijing Division, there is another military department secretary, that is, Ding Rukui.

When Zhan Rong arrived at the military headquarters, Ding Rukui was eating tea in the hall, and when he looked up, Zhan Rong was also stunned.

"Ah, Renfu, why are you coming back soon, I'm still ready to pick you up and wash the dust."

Ding Rukui is not from a high-ranking family, and naturally he is not as self-reliant as Zhan Rong, and he is used to mixing with the martial artists in the military department for a long time, so he is full of rough words, and he will only restrain a little when he faces the king.

Zhan Rong didn't say much, but took out the notebook he had written long ago from his bosom.

"Dazhang, I can't help myself when I'm in such a hurry to return to Beijing, you can accept this."

Ding Rukui raised his head suspiciously, and seemed a little disappointed when he saw that it was just a playbook, and then laughed:

"What's this? Renfu, you are talking nonsense again, how can we not help ourselves, just answer one by one, as long as he dares to come, my Bangbang is two punches, and I can't wait to beat him. ”

There was no smile on Zhan Rong's face.

"This is some of the old man's experience over the years of guarding the nine sides, as well as the situation and rectification plan of Jingfu that he saw along the way when he entered Beijing."

Seeing Zhan Rong's appearance, Ding Rukui also became serious.

"Okay, I'll send you Yan Ge Lao there tomorrow."

Zhan Rong shook his head and said abruptly.

"It's not for the imperial court, it's for Dazhang you."

Ding Rukui was stunned when he heard the words.

"Give it to me? What do I want this thing for? ”

Zhan Rong squeezed out a smile on his face.

"I hope it's useless, just take it as a letter from the old man to Da Zhangling, the old man has nothing else to ask for, but if he uses the things mentioned in this letter, he can help the old man take care of the children of Fujian."

Although Fujian and Guangdong are one, there will eventually be disagreements, and the Fujian people are headed by Zhan Rong, and the Cantonese people are headed by Zhan Rong's old friend Weng Wanda.

If something really happens, Zhan Rong can only protect the children of Fujian first.

This is within the scope of Zhan Rong's ability, and it is also the rule of officialdom, no matter how good the friendship is, he can't cross the line.

Ding Rukui's brows gradually frowned.

"Is the Son of Heaven going to blame Renfu? Can I use the above table to persuade me? ”

Zhan Rong shook his head with a smile and patted Ding Rukui's shoulder.

"Dazhang doesn't have to ask more, just think it's my old friend who has hysteria today."

After saying that, Zhan Rong bowed to Ding Rukui, then got up and left the yamen of the military department.

Being able to fight in the court for so many years, Zhan Rong naturally understands his father, although he doesn't know what Jiajing is waiting for, but Zhan Rong knows that Ning Jue's death is afraid that he has become a chess piece in Jiajing's hands, and Zhan Rong must prepare for the worst.

The weather was gloomy and scary, and I don't know whose bamboo baskets were blown around in the streets.

When passing by his mansion that was being renovated, Sui Hu also asked Zhan Rong if he wanted to go in and have a look.

Zhan Rong didn't have the heart to go home, but just told Sui Hu to hurry back to Zhou's house.

It is always necessary for people to fail before they can have an epiphany about what is false.

When Zhan Rong's carriage passed by the bookstore called "Shidetang", he looked at Zhang Juzheng who was wearing a jinshi scarf, but Zhan Rong's mind was full of pictures of his time as a jinshi.

These Zhang Juzheng and the shopkeeper of "Shidetang" naturally don't know.

"Shopkeeper Tang, you can finally rest, this is the last batch, and that's almost it."

"Is that enough?"

Zhang Juzheng bowed slightly.

"Enough, the post guards of the General Administration Department and the water post on the canal, each took tens of thousands of copies, and it is estimated that it will be transmitted to Jinling and Chengtianfu in another three or five days."

Ning Jue originally wanted to let the people of Jingshi know, and to scare and scare Jiajing and the black hand behind the scenes.

Let you scare people, I didn't let you scare people to death!

The dog jumped over the wall when he was in a hurry!

If Ning Jue knew that Zhang Juzheng had directly spread this matter all over the world, Ning Jue would not have been able to write such a list even if he chopped off his hands that day.

Ning Jue's handwriting, the paper sheet printed by Shidetang, with the Beijing division as the center, gradually spread like the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty.

It's not even just two capitals.

Even in the direction of Liaodong, there is a team of post guards who specially carry paper slips out of the customs.

And the first reaction result of the spread of these paper sheets was that everyone in the entire Jingshi knew about it.

It doesn't mean the thousands of people beyond the Golden River.

It means that almost all the millions of people in the entire Shuntian Mansion know about this matter.

There were even some people who had money and strength to spare in a hurry to enter Beijing, wanting to eliminate thieves and traitors for the country.

If they were the only ones who knew about it on weekdays, they would only use this kind of thing as an after-dinner conversation.

But now that things are bigger, things have changed.

This is a chance to become famous for nothing, and if it is written down by that literati and ink writer, it will go down in history.

Although the body is dead, the name can hang on the bamboo silk, and it has never been just the pursuit of scholars and doctors.

Just because the people don't have this ability on weekdays doesn't mean that the people don't have this desire.

What's more, the law does not hold the public accountable.

It's risk-free.

In Kyosuke, such a big thing naturally can't be hidden from Jinyiwei's eyes.

Zhang Juzheng's paper sheet.

The people who entered Beijing.

After summarizing the news from all parties, Lu Bing from Fusi in Beizhen also went in the direction of Xiyuan with secret reports sent from all over the country.