General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 231
"Two pavilion elders, another impeachment officer has arrived."

Not waiting for the scribe to enter the duty house.

"Crack!" came a sound.

A stack of memorials was thrown towards the scribe.

"Who asked them to do this!"

All the clerks in the whole value hut couldn't believe that it was Yan Song, who was already over seventy years old, who uttered this roar.

Yan Song has seen too many storms and waves in his life.

When Liu Jinquan was in power, Yan Song did not lose his composure like this.

When Yang Tinghe was in power, Yan Song was flattering.

Even when Xia Yan was holding a knife and preparing to sacrifice the Yan family to heaven, Yan Song personally came to the door to kowtow and beg for mercy.

Since entering the court, Yan Song has never been like this one day.

In the huge value room, only Xu Jie was sitting on the side chair.

Not long after, Yan Shifan's voice came from outside the duty house.

"Father, listen to me..."

"Come here, drag Yan Shifan out with twenty sticks!"

When Xu Jie heard this, he raised his head and looked at Yan Song in shock.

But he quickly lowered his head.

The imperial staff really needs the emperor to speak.

But the person who Yan Song wanted the stick was Yan Shifan, so this matter has to be discussed separately.

Seeing that Xu Jie didn't speak, Tiwei, who was on duty in the hut, had no choice but to look at Yan Shifan.

"Mr. Xiaoge, I'm sorry."

"No, Dad, listen to me, Dad! Are you really beating me?! I still have a wound on my head!"

Listening to Yan Shifan's screams, Yan Song, who was on duty in the house, slumped on a chair for a long time before coming back to his senses.

"I have been an official for three dynasties, Zisheng, I am getting old."

Xu Jie hurriedly said: "Mr. Ge is in good spirits. The people of the 13 provinces in the two capitals still have to rely on Mr. Ge."

"When we talk behind closed doors, Zi Sheng is the only one who knows Song in the world. After me, does Zi Sheng understand the truth behind your injury?" Yan Song slowly raised his head and looked at Xu Jie.

The current cabinet is a mess.

But now that the words had come to this point, Xu Jie could no longer pretend to be stupid and could only speak.

"Elder Ge is really determined to retire? But Mr. Xu is not good at virtue. Now that Mr. Ge is leaving, Mr. Xu is a minor matter, but failing the emperor and the people is a major matter."

Xu Jie has been looking forward to this aspect all his life, and has been waiting for it all his life.

But Xu Jie was not dazzled by this aspect.

Xu Jie knows better than anyone else where and how this happened.

"I have a way." Yan Song said numbly.

Xu Jie was obviously startled, but Xu Jie quickly calmed down.

Who is Yan Song?

If he could really solve this problem, even if Yan Song was killed, he would not be able to return home so happily.

"Then Mr. Ge will not be able to leave anymore. How can he be separated from Mr. Ge when it comes to important matters in the court? The people of the two capitals and 13 provinces are eagerly looking forward to it..." Xu Jie started talking eloquently.

Unexpectedly, Yan Song looked at Xu Jie, smiled, shook his head and said, "Zi Sheng is worrying too much."

"That is the trouble of the imperial court and the chief minister of the cabinet, but it is not necessarily Yan Song's trouble, nor is it necessarily Xu Jie's trouble."

Xu Jie was startled when he heard this. Before Xu Jie came to his senses, Yan Song handed a framed memorial to Xu Jie: "This is the list of courtiers who attended the Lingtai meeting that day."

"That day at the Lingtai meeting, every word that everyone said was recorded by the clerk. Those who supported the expenditure vote were 43 people from each of the six ministries and offices."

Xu Jie frowned and said, "Please let me know clearly."

Yan Song then said word by word: "Let's all leave."

In an instant, the duty house fell into a dead silence.

Xu Jie looked at Yan Song in disbelief.

These people are all Yan Song's real disciples. It is through these people that Yan Song secures his position as the chief minister of the cabinet, and the Yan Party is able to dominate the government and the opposition.

When Yan Song left like this, it was tantamount to surrendering on the spot with Yan Dang.

"Ge Lao... all the princes are the pillars of the court. If you take them away like this, don't you abandon the court, the emperor, and the people?"

"Zisheng, listen to what I have to say. We are also leaving, but the key is how we are going to leave."

Xu Jie was stunned, then lowered his head and said, "Please make it clear, Mr. Ge."

"Let the Imperial College and the Hanlin Academy jointly join us. You can find as many people as you can. You can plead for the people and speak out on behalf of the people. Not only for us, but also for you in the future."

"I can't lift a thousand-jin burden, and neither can you, Zisheng. This thousand-jin burden is enough to crush old bones like you and me, but the Imperial College and the 470 eight people from the Hanlin Academy worked hard together. Each person only carries less than seven taels of weight, do you understand?"

Yan Song really had no way to solve this trouble.

But Yan Song has a way to throw this trouble to others.

When a big mess breaks out, Yan Song's head cannot quell the anger of the world.

But if this public anger is divided into 470 and [-] parts, then there is no need to behead.

Not only that.If Yan Dang exits in this way, it will be equivalent to today's Qingliu and tomorrow's Xu Dang, who were carried up by the Imperial College and the Hanlin Academy together with 470 people.

You can still get away this way.

When Xu Jie heard this, his body suddenly shook.

"Old Yan Ge!"

Xu Jie shouted, then he stood up, walked to Yan Song, lifted up his clothes, knelt on the ground and worshiped: "Mr. Ge's behavior is no less than that of Shang Wen Yigong in the past, no, Far more than Shang Wenyi’s contribution to the country!"

Xu Jie paused and then spoke.

"This is such a well-established strategy for the country, Mr. Yan, you should be given the posthumous title of Wenzheng!"

Only then did a smile appear on Yan Song's face. He waved his hand towards Xu Jie and said, "Wen Zheng doesn't dare to take this position. It depends on Zi Sheng for court affairs."

I finished explaining this to Xu Jie.

Only then did Yan Song let go of the boulder in his heart a little bit, and dragged Yan Shifan, who was beaten half to death, away from the Dulu with peace of mind.
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The next day outside Chengtian Gate.

The angry people stood outside the Jinshui River with their silver coins in their hands and shouted angrily that Yan Song wanted to beat the drum and ask the emperor to comment.

"Old thief Yan! Do you really have any sense of shame? People have so little savings..."

Without waiting for the people who asked for orders, they walked by the Jinshui River to beat the drums.

Then they saw an official in official uniform standing outside the palace gate and yelling at each other.

"Today you kill me under the Chengtian Sect, and I, Wang Shizhen, will also go to this Taoshu!"

"Good!~"

In an instant, there was a loud cheer outside the palace.

Singing and newspaper offices and public officials in the city have also taken action.

Regardless of whether he is Qingliu or not, whether he is a disciple of Xu Jie or not.

Everyone smelled a signal keenly.

To be honest, the situation has become a success!
Over the years, Yan Song has offended and used too many people.

"As the sage says, government is based on virtue, and the world is our home. The treacherous Prime Minister Yan Song steals power, causing complaints and complaints. How can we, who read the sage's book and eat the emperor's salary, just sit idly by and do nothing?!"

"Please also join us in signing a petition to impeach the traitor!"

Active civil servants can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Just after these civil servants started making a fuss, several groups of guards also rushed out of the palace, shouting loudly on the streets of the capital.

"My father has a decree, but the cabinet is not handling the affairs properly, so I summon all the officials and the Imperial Academy to discuss the matter!"

After hearing the news.

The people who had just been cheated out of their money by the grain merchants now put their own losses in the back of their minds.

After all, the imperial court is about to punish the treacherous ministers.

Since there are people rushing in front, why should they rush forward alone to fight the "nobles"?
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To make progress, think about change, danger and retreat first.

The plan proposed by Yan Song is essentially a brand-new accountability plan.

What happened in the capital proved that all the forces acquiesced to Yan Song's plan.

Everyone wants cabinet authority.

But when it comes to the responsibility hidden behind this authority, the big guy has to weigh it carefully, because no one can guarantee that he will not make mistakes in his administration.

If this big pot can't be dumped on Jun's father, it's not impossible for everyone to share it equally.

After returning from the duty house, everyone in the Yan family had already started packing their bags.

The boy servant carried boxes of gold, silver, pearls and jade and packed them into the carriage.

This is the family fortune that Yan Song "hard-earned" after serving as an official for many years.

"After we get to the water station, we will keep an eye on it to prevent thieves from taking advantage of the situation. Every time we pass through a province, we must hire at least one local bodyguard. Do you understand me clearly?" Yan Song carefully told his servants.

"Grandpa, I heard everything clearly."

Only Yan Shifan, who was lying on the couch, endured the severe pain in his buttocks and gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Dad! You clearly have a way to escape, why are you still beating me?"

"Why should I slap you? Once I leave, I will no longer be the chief minister of the cabinet. If you continue to be as usual in the capital in the future, you will be asking for death! I am giving you a memory in advance! Remember it clearly, from now on From now on, no one will protect you from the wind and rain."

Yan Song expressionlessly picked up a pair of black jade walnuts and started playing with them.

"Your father never thought in his life that he would escape in this way."

Yan Shifan lay on the couch and groaned as he said: "Dad, as long as Xu Jie is not biting us like a mad dog and won't let go, I don't have to worry too much whether you are in the pavilion or not. I'm just afraid of Xu Jie..."

"There is water dripping from the eaves, and new officials are not counted as old officials. He, Xu, will eventually take over his post. If the Yan family is disturbed, how can the Xu family escape?" Yan Song sighed and continued: "The country Since the imperial court deposed Hu Weiyong, the power of the outer court has never been as strong as it is today. Our Yan family and his Xu family must take care of this, and Xu Zisheng cannot do this."

If Xu Jie can handle all the problems that arise during disaster relief, he will be remembered in history. If he can't, then these are all left by the previous cabinet, and Xu Jie will be the one to wipe the mess.

The responsibility belongs to his predecessor, the fame and fortune belong to himself, and he can finally land safely.

As long as this political tacit understanding is reached, all subsequent EMI cabinets will have to inherit the sentiments of Yan Song and Xu Jie, and if Xu Jie does not have the foresight to break this tacit understanding.

In the future, the fate of the Xu family will definitely not be much better than that of the Yan family.

This is the common interest of all civil servants.

So Yan Song was not worried at all.

As everyone knows, Ning Jue is hiding in an inconspicuous place in the long corridor of the backyard of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, typing a draft.

After stabbing the basket, you haven't wiped your butt yet and want to run away?
You run your horse!

(End of this chapter)