There are more than 1,000 horses in brocade clothes and guards to accompany the attendants, and there are Yuyi guides in front of the car, which stretches for several miles.

That is, all the officials who serve Luan's travel, such as security, honor guards, and car drivers, are called Lu books.

In the middle of the procession, there is a small chariot, although the name is "small", but in essence, it is only on the basis of the large chariot, the height and width of each are cut by one foot, and then a lot of gold and jade decorations are subtracted.

The reason for this is not that Jiajing is thrifty.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang imitated the Tang Dynasty system and set up a chariot system, but after setting it up, Zhu Yuanzhang had to set an example for his courtiers and be routine thrifty, so at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he did not manufacture chariots that met the specifications of the Son of Heaven.

But after Xuande, the Ministry of Rites really built the chariot according to the rules set by Zhu Yuanzhang, but found a very outrageous problem.

That's these chariots, gorgeous and gorgeous, but there are too many gold and jade ornaments on it, it's really not a few pieces of wood can bear it, it's okay to walk two steps in the palace, and the road a little farther away will fall apart, not to mention that this car is not driven by horses, but for the sake of the "scene leveling" color head, driven by elephants.

Sitting on this kind of car, the people who sat in the car and the people who drove the car were all frightened, so Jiajing changed a few ponies to come out for his southern tour and Lingling.

According to the system, the Son of Heaven triumphed, and hundreds of officials greeted the suburbs for thirty miles, but Jiajing returned to Beijing from Tongzhou, and the distance was less than 100 miles, so he cut off the procedure of welcoming the suburbs, and took Luan to drive directly into the Beijing camp, preparing to hold the rituals such as sacrificing prisoners in the suburbs of Beijing, and summoned Yan Song to the pilgrimage.

The Beijing camp does not set up a handsome tent, but sets up two official halls in the east and west, the Ming people respect the west, and Jiajing's Luan driver also went straight into the west official hall, and at the same time sent Zhu Zaili to the east official hall to face the wall and think about it.

As soon as he entered the Xiguan Hall, Jiajing sat on the dragon chair and looked at Yan Shifan with a smile.

"Yan Aiqing has worked hard along the way."

Yan Shifan trembled violently when he heard this, and then fell to his knees with a "poof".

"It is the duty of a minister to devote oneself to the king's affairs."

Huang Jin, who was standing outside the official hall, glanced at Jiajing, and Jiajing bowed slightly.

"Reward."

Yan Shifan hurriedly said: "The minister just did his part, and he didn't dare to ask for a reward, so he asked His Majesty to ......."

"I reward you, you will take it back, this is a few Annan maids from the Mo family, I am dedicated to the Tao, naturally I can't use it, you take it back."

Seeing Jiajing's resolute attitude, Yan Shifan fell to his knees.

"Thank you, Father!"

"Claim the reward."

"Whoa."

Under the leadership of Huang Jin, Yan Shifan walked straight towards the wing room near the official hall, and Huang Jin didn't forget to smile on the road: "Little Pavilion Elder, you can really be blessed, I heard that these Annan maids have first-class skills, you might as well try it directly later." ”

Yan Shifan smiled a little embarrassedly: "Father-in-law Huang, I'm afraid this is not good." ”

"This is not in the palace, how can there be so many rules, you will know it if you try it."

Yan Shifan's face showed a slight smile, but when Yan Shifan saw the Annan maids in front of him, the smile immediately froze on his face.

I saw four burly and sturdy Annan maids who were stronger than Yan Shifan and said in unison in some grassy Chinese: "The maid has seen the little pavilion elder." ”

"Father-in-law Huang, I have an account that I haven't counted yet......"

Before Yan Shifan could exit the room, Huang Jin had already closed the door from the outside.

"Grandpa Huang! What are you going to do? I'm an official of the imperial court! My father was the first assistant of the dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty had two capitals and thirteen provinces......"

"The maid has seen the little pavilion elder."

"You're going to say this Chinese language?!"

“……”

After locking Yan Shifan in the wing, Huang Jin turned his head and walked into the Xiguan Hall with Yan Song.

"Minister Yan Song, meet the Son of Heaven."

Jiajing sat on the dragon chair and watched Yan Song quietly without speaking.

It was also at this time that Yan Shifan's screams suddenly sounded in the wing room next door.

"Ah~! Hurt! When Lao Tzu goes out, I won't be able to spare you! ”

Cold sweat oozed from Yan Song's forehead.

"The old minister has no way to teach his son, and the crime deserves death."

After saying that, Yan Song knocked directly to the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"The battle of Baiyangkou, this battle, Yan Ge Lao should be the first merit!"

"The old minister thinks that this merit is all due to the heroic decision of the monarch's father, the soldiers use their lives, and the colleagues work hard to ......"

"Yan Ge doesn't dare, who dares!" Jiajing had heard enough of Yan Song's twists and turns, and directly interrupted Yan Song's words.

Yan Shifan's screams also sounded in the wing room, and Yan Song didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he knocked down directly.

"The minister is from the family and the country, and he has received the errand of the military department, and the minister only wants to win the battle and be captured outside the country, the minister really just wants to do a good job for His Majesty, but the remaining errands have been postponed for a few days, and he also asks the monarch to govern the ministers to do the crime of ineffectiveness!"

Hearing Yan Song say this, the anger on Jiajing's face faded a little, and he muttered for a long time before he spoke again.

"How long will it take to finish the rest of the errand?"

Jiajing looked at Yan Song who was kneeling in front of him, with a slight smile on his face, but he seemed to be waiting for Yan Song to continue.

Yan Song said with empty eyes: "Those who are ministers serve the king by all means, regardless of the cost." ”

"Okay, I'm waiting for the good news of Elder Yan Ge."

"Old minister, Father Xie."

Yan Song seemed to have lost his soul, and walked towards the outside of the official hall in a daze, and just as Yan Song was about to walk out of the official hall, Jiajing's voice sounded again.

"The people of Tiansheng 烝 (zhēng), their fate is a bandit, I look forward to Yan Qing, warn it, and warn it."

Yan Song was stunned, and Jiajing continued to speak: "What does Yan Ge think? ”

"Old minister, Your Majesty Xie!"

As soon as he walked out of the hall, Yan Shifan finally escaped from the "claws" of the four Annan maids.

"Daddy?"

Yan Song looked at his son a little blankly.

"Qing'er? What are you yelling about?! ”

Yan Shifan pointed indignantly to the wing.

"Your Majesty rewarded his son with four Annan maids, who don't understand Chinese, and can only massage, but after pushing it, he is refreshed, Dad, do you want to take two back to try?"

Yan Song's body trembled when he heard this, and then he turned his head and fell to the ground.

There are many things that don't need to be actually done, as long as they can make you worry in your heart, smart people will know what to do.

This time it's Annan, but next time it won't be necessary.

"Old minister Yan Song, thank God!"

Yan Song suddenly bowed down, startling Yan Shifan, and also knelt on the ground.

"Dad, why did you suddenly worship again? Born with a people, his fate is unruly...... Is there no beginning, but there is an end? Ning Jue is causing you trouble again? ”

Yan Song glanced at Yan Shifan.

"Evil obstacles, thunder and rain and dew are all Jun'en, don't ask so much if you shouldn't know?! Honestly stay in the official hall! ”

Only Yan Song himself knows that the Yan family just seems to have a lot of choices.

If he didn't force Zhou Shangwen to fight the battle of Baiyangkou.

Don't say that the corporal of the world, Xu Jie, Tu Qiao, and Tao Shixian are all counted as one and will not let go of the Yan family, and the Yan family has too many stolen things.

With this big victory, the Yan family can have a policy that can stop the world's long mouths to protect themselves.

But this is just to save the Yan family, as for wanting to save Yan Shifan's life, he has to start with Li Tong.

The victory of Baiyangkou was just that Yan Song put his hand into the fire.

Only by shutting up Li Tong, or making Li Tong unable to turn over the big prison case of the year, can Yan Song get Yan Shifan's life back, and this chestnut can be regarded as really taken out of the fire.

"Where is Nink's final detention?"

Yan Song's coachman hesitated for a moment and then spoke: "Master, I heard that the little one is locked up in the prison of the Criminal Department, this case is too big, and the trial is about to begin. ”

"Don't alarm others, go to the Criminal Department to listen."

"Whoa."

The Tao family's bloody case has long been spread all over Beijing, but what really shocked the people of Beijing was the speed of disposal of each yamen, on one side behind the famous family, and on the other hand, the court officials.

This kind of case should have been promoted to the court after the two sides of the court fight was over, Zhang Juzheng was also thinking about waiting for Zhu Zaili to return to Beijing before rescuing, but he never expected that these three halls obviously did not intend to give others a chance to rescue, and Luan Jia hurriedly pulled Ning Jue out to close the case before returning to Beijing.

In the lobby of the Criminal Department, the two classes of officials held water and fire ruthless sticks, but the door of the Yamen of the Criminal Department was closed.

Fu Jiong, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Zhan Han, the left attendant of the Criminal Department, and Yin Makun of Shuntian Mansion sat in the hall, and Zhang Juzheng relied on his identity as a waiter in the East Palace, so he barely mixed up the qualifications of a rear office observer.

Zhan Han, the highest-ranking official in the hall, was shocked.

"Ascension."

The left class officials sang "evil nothing" and the right class officials sang "no evil" in response to each other, which sounded like the word "mighty".

"Ning Kezhong, you and I are officials in the same dynasty, so I won't talk more about it, but ask me, why did you kill Tao Gong, you are also a scholar, don't you know that Tao Gong is a descendant of Mr. Wuliu?"

Ning Jue looked at Zhan Han quietly.

"Mr. Goyanagi? Is he Tao Shixian also worthy of mentioning Mr. Wuliu?! ”

"In the office of his father Tao Harmony, the Buddha machine man occupied my two vast territories, killed my Ming people, and robbed the people of Tuen Mun as slaves and maids, what should Mr. Wuliu know about the situation?"

"The Tao family colluded with the Japanese to obstruct the opening of the sea by the imperial court, and forced the people of the southeast to go to the sea to be the cowards, what should Mr. Wuliu do if he has knowledge?"

"Tao Shixian colluded with me to answer, broke the Xuanfu and entered, and killed my soldiers and civilians on the nine sides, Mr. Wuliu has knowledge under the spring, what should I do?"

Listening to Ning Jue's questioning, the foreheads of the three people in the hall were covered with beads of sweat.

Ma Kun glanced down at the scribe and said in a low voice, "Don't record this." ”

"Why don't you record it? Keep my call back on the record! ”

The scribe lowered his head and said, "Fuzun, this is according to the law, dang, should be recorded." ”

"Smack!" With a bang, Zhan Han's shocked wood slapped on the case.

"Ning Kezhong, is this your motive for killing?"

"Yes!"

"It is recorded, the person has pleaded guilty!" Before Zhan Han's words fell, Zhang Juzheng, who was originally in the back office, couldn't sit still, and rushed out directly from the back office.

"Zhan Butang, three gentlemen, Brother Ning's case, there is really a reason!"

Zhan Han was shocked again.

"Uncle Zhang, you have made an exception by allowing you to observe this official, do you want to disturb the court! Stand down! ”

Two rows of officials stopped in front of Zhang Juzheng.

Zhan Han was shocked.

"Ning Ke finally killed his colleagues, and the crime should be punished immediately, do you still have something to say?!"

"Yes! Uncle, you remember! The benefits of the sea ban are not in the city, but in the customs! ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people in the hall changed suddenly.

Zhan Han was shocked in a row.

"Come on, take Zhang Juzheng down! This must not be recorded! ”

Zhang Juzheng was carried down by two servants, but Ning Jue's words did not stop at all.

"The city can only let the Tao family fall, only by imitating the nine-sided horse market example, can the imperial court truly turn smugglers into public sellers! Only with the addition of customs can Haili really flow into the hands of the court and the people! ”

Speaking of this, even the shocking wood in Ma Kun's hand was knocked up, and there was chaos in the hall.

"Record my words!"

Ning Jue's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes couldn't help but be bloodshot.

If you don't kill Lao Tzu, then you all go down there to accompany Tao Shixian, that old Wang Ba!

Can't extinguish the mouth?!

The hall fell silent again, and Ma Kun gritted his teeth and glared at the scribe.

"Chen Er, you're crazy, didn't you hear Zhan Butang's words?"

The scribe did not lift his head.

"Fuzun, I don't remember."

"Fart, are you blind? Your pen never stops! ”

Since the Song Dynasty, these officials were not allowed to take the imperial examination, and were regarded as lowly by others, and in the Ming Dynasty, they had to be officials for generations, and because they were not allowed to take the imperial examination, they were even more disliked by good families.

The final result was that the inter-state officials of Lianzhou inter-prefecture married and intermarried with each other, and finally gradually became monolithic, until it later developed to the point of despising the officials, and even changing the dynasty did not change its momentum, which was a harm to the officials.

Although they are soft-spoken, they really don't care about these officials from the bottom of their hearts, even if they dismiss his errand, the ones who will take over his errand tomorrow are his own second uncle and third cousin, and in the entire yamen, except for the officials with good rank, the rest are all family.

If you have officials to listen to you, you are an official, and if you don't have officials to listen to you, you are just a scribe with a high level.

"Bang!" With a bang, what fell this time was not a shocking wood, but an ingot of fifty taels of silver.

Looking at the silver ingot in front of him, even the scribe was stunned.

He never expected that just these two sentences would force these masters to spit out so much silver at one time, and it was above this court.

The scribe swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and then glanced at Ma Kun a little shyly.

"Fuzun! This is not a matter of silver, the closing statement of the case should be recorded, and the humble position is just impartiality! ”

The scribe almost wrote "add money" on his face.

Ma Kun gasped, glared at the scribe and sat back in his chair and scolded: "Beetle (dù) worm! Silverfish! ”

The three people in the hall were pale, and they knew that they would be able to stake the matter down with more money later.

But after these words are written down, can they really be erased so easily?

They don't believe it, but they can't bet.

That night, a file was placed on Yan Song's desk.

"Master, this is all the transcript of today's interrogation of Ning Bingxian, and there are a few more than those reported to the imperial court."

Yan Song under the candlelight, holding a gilded crystal (ài) catch, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"By all means, at all costs, Your Majesty, the old minister can only be like this!"

The housekeeper glanced at Yan Song suspiciously.

"What did you say, sir?"

"Hide the closing argument and let out the confession."

"Where are we going?"

"Camp outside the city!"

"Master, this, if this is dispersed, I'm afraid that Jingying will be in chaos!"

"It's just to be in turmoil! When the water is muddy, I can only touch the fish! Yan Song's expression became more and more gloomy: "Take my Qing'er's life and exchange their net worth?!" Wish for the moon! ”

(End of chapter)