Ming Dynasty 1566

Chapter 92

These words held Chen Hong back. He was so ashamed and helpless, he threw the official paper bag on Huang Jin's lap in anger: "Then don't read it. I don't read it, and no one will read it. You take them to Yuxi Palace, present it to the emperor face to face. If there is any blasphemy in it, you will bear the crime."

"The emperor has the final say on whether to bear the crime or not." Huang Jin picked up the courier on his lap and stood up slowly, "There is one more thing that our family will tell Eunuch Chen and the two father-in-laws by the way. There are no more rules. Before the few of us have spoken, some slaves are tormenting Yang Jinshui outside. That little Wuzi still talks back to me, and I have already sent him to the Shangsi Prison."

Chen Hong immediately stood up and looked at Huang Jin.

Eunuch Shi and another eunuch Bingbi also looked at them nervously.

Chen Hong looked at Huang Jin for a long time, and suddenly turned a smile: "Yes. These slaves should also be rectified."

"It's good to have Eunuch Chen's words." Huang Jin also showed a smile, and then turned to the two Jinyi guards who were kneeling on the ground, "Follow me to Yuxi Palace, the emperor wants to ask questions."

"Yes." The two Jin Yiwei kowtowed, stood up, and followed Huang Jin out.

Looking at Huang Jin's leaving back, Chen Hong couldn't hold back the anger in his chest anymore, and shouted: "Where is Yang Jinshui! Why don't you come in!"

Yang Jinshui had been carried under the shade of a tree in the inner courtyard of the duty room to wait for interrogation. Hearing Chen Hong's roar, the bamboo curtain was lifted, and two eunuchs from the criminal division and execution department carried him in. He had already changed into clean clothes and his hands were cleaned He didn't wear handcuffs anymore, and put the chair in the middle of the room.

The two execution eunuchs put down their chairs and retreated to the door of the duty room, standing beside the eunuch on duty.

Chen Hong's gaze immediately pierced Yang Jinshui like two knives.

The other two Bingbi eunuchs looked at him.

The two imperial physicians also looked at him.

Yang Jinshui still raised his head and stared at the sky with both eyes.

"Why are you pretending to be in the palace? Look at me!" Chen Hong shouted sharply.

Yang Jinshui was still the same, looking up, but there was no reaction at all.

"Come in, press his head down, and let him look at Eunuch Chen!" That Eunuch Shi looked at the two execution eunuchs standing at the door.

Two execution eunuchs came in again, one stood behind the chair and squeezed Yang Jinshui's arms tightly, the other stood beside him with one hand supporting his chin and the other pressing on the back of his head, His head was pressed down towards Chen Hong.

Chen Hong fixedly stared at Yang Jinshui's eyes, Yang Jinshui lowered his eyes and still looked up.

Chen Hong got angry: "You know the criminal law in the palace, do you have to taste it before you stop pretending!"

Yang Jinshui is still the same.

"Punishment!" Chen Hong shouted loudly.

That Eunuch Shi was afraid that Chen Hong would torture Yang Jinshui here, so he leaned over through a chair, stretched out his head, and said in a low voice, "Long Live Lord hasn't asked any questions yet, I'm afraid that the torture will not happen now." OK."

Chen Hong swallowed, and looked at the two imperial physicians: "Show him, if it's true or not, don't protect him!"

The two imperial physicians stood up immediately, and walked to Yang Jinshui's chair one by one, taking the pulse of his hands.

It was only about three quarters after leaving Yuxi Palace, and when he came back with two Jinyi guards, Huang Jin knew that there was a new situation. The door of the main hall was closed tightly, and two eunuchs on duty stood guard there.

"You guys wait at the bottom of the steps first." Huang Jin instructed the two Jinyi guards, and climbed up the stone steps of the main hall by himself.

The two eunuchs on duty silently saluted him.

Huang Jin lowered his voice: "Who's here?"

A eunuch on duty half-covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered in Huang Jin's ear, "Godfather, Xu Ge is old."

Huang Jin: "Do you know what happened?"

The eunuch on duty: "Holding a six-hundred-mile express delivery, it seems to be a good news from Zhejiang."

Huang Jin's face immediately showed a complex expression, turned his head to look at the sky, and said to himself: "Hu Zongxian won the battle again..."

A eunuch on duty had already wiped the plinth of the hall door which was already clean with his own sleeve, and said to Huang Jin, "Long Live God has issued an order that no one will be allowed to enter. Godfather, please sit here first."

Huang Jin sat down on the plinth at the gate of the palace.

The [-]-mile express delivery on the imperial case was indeed the good news of Hu Zongxian's eighth victory in Taizhou!
Jiajing had obviously read the good news, and apparently hadn't expressed any comment on the good news. He walked around the hall with the single-sided presbyopic round glasses as big as a palm in his hand.

Xu Jie bowed his head and stood on the side of the case, waiting quietly for Jiajing to speak.

After walking around the jingshe, Jiajing walked back to the imperial case, looked at the good news, and finally said: "Han Gaozu didn't study, but he did better poetry than those scholars. Which sentence is the best? "

Of course Xu Jie understood: "Returning to the sage, I think that the sentence 'Andre the warrior guards the four directions' is the most regal, and the most thoughtful of the common people."

"Is Hu Zongxian considered a warrior?" Jiajing asked back.

Xu Jie replied calmly: "Zhao Zhenji's memorabilia made it very clear that in this Taizhou battle, Hu Zongxian went to the front enemy in person and did not avoid the guns. He can be called loyal and brave."

Jiajing looked at him, as if he wanted to see the sincerity in what he said.

Xu Jie knew that he should raise his head, and greeted him respectfully, his face full of sincerity.

Jiajing stopped looking at him, and took the one-sided round flower mirror to look at the newspaper line by line, and suddenly said: "Then Zhao Zhenji is considered a warrior?"

It's not easy to answer, Xu Jie thought for a while, and answered carefully: "Return to the Holy One, Zhao Zhenji is only supplying military supplies to the front."

"Hu Ruzhen is in the front, and Zhao Zhenji is in the back." Jiajing still looked at the news one by one. "They all have a chastity in their names. The chastity is the same. What do you think about the second chastity in the southeast?"

The university knowledge of the temple is just in response, and Xu Jie's knowledge is revealed at this time: "Hui Sheng, Confucius said 'Feng Xi Feng Xi', and it is a phoenix. The emperor is also the only one."

Jiajing: "I hope that the second chastity will be the same, the Japanese will be eliminated outside, and the officials will be suppressed inside, so that there will be no more troubles in the southeast."

Xu Jie had no choice but to lower his head again: "Your majesty is sage. I will tell you about the emperor. Will the cabinet immediately approve Zhao Zhenji's request and draw up a list of meritorious service for the soldiers in front?"

Jiajing: "If you have meritorious service, you can't escape, and there is no rush today. Go on duty."

Xu Jie took a step back and knelt down: "I obey the order." Kowtowing, he got up and exited the abode.

Jiajing stopped looking at the good news, put the one-sided flower mirror on the good news, and stared at the copper chime next to the futon with fascination.

The two brocade guards were led by Huang Jin to the outside of the veil leading to the passage from the main hall to the Abode.

Huang Jin stopped: "Kneel here first."

"Yes." The two Jin Yiwei replied softly, and immediately knelt down, lying there like two stones.

Holding the urgent letter in his hand, Huang Jin walked towards the door of the Vihara.

Usually serving Jiajing, Huang Jin would go in and out of the monastery in casual clothes, just like a domestic slave busy with work inside and out, and would worship without meeting.Because it was a court event today, he was wearing the red court uniform of the eunuch with a pen, holding the urgent hand in both hands. When he walked in, he was about to kneel down, but when he saw Jiajing, he was shocked: "Oh, my master, long live, how can this job be done?" Let the master do it!" As he spoke, he hurriedly put the urgent letter on the case and ran over.

Jiajing was squatting beside the futon, wiping the copper chime with a snow-white Songjiang face towel!

Huang Jin rushed over, but Jiajing was still squatting there wiping the copper chime, Huang Jin hurriedly pulled up his robe and knelt down: "Master, master, let the slaves clean it!"

"Is Yang Jinshui escorted into the palace?" Jiajing just moved his body and asked while rubbing the other side of the copper chime.

Huang Jin had no choice but to follow his knees and walk two steps, while reaching out for the face towel, he replied: "Yes. Yang Jinshui was escorted into the palace at the beginning of the Si Dynasty. Master, let the servant wipe it."

Jiajing was still dazed and just asked: "What a coincidence, Zhao Zhenji's courier also arrived?"

Huang Jin couldn't ask for that face towel. He knew he was in a bad mood, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. Seeing him asking such a question, he should have answered clearly: "Master Long Live, Yang Jinshui was escorted to Luhe Station last night. Zhao Zhenji's urgent delivery I caught up with it, so I sent it in together. The master waited for half a month, let's read the memorial, let the servant clean the magic weapon." Then he stretched out his hand.

Jiajing stopped his hands and stood up, but instead of giving him the face towel, he tossed it casually, and the face towel happened to be next to the urgent letter and the good news on the imperial case: "Half a month ago, I should have let you I don’t care if I don’t look at the things I’m looking at at this time.” Without wiping his hands, he went to the futon and picked up the chime pestle that was lying on the futon, and sat down cross-legged: “Go to the trial of Yang Jinshui.”

The position where Huang Jin knelt was just separated by the bronze chime, and he could only see Jiajing's side, swallowed dryly, and said: "Master Qizuo, the servant who released Yang Jinshui has also brought him, and he is kneeling outside waiting. Regarding Yang Jinshui's matter, do you want to ask them first..."

Jiajing: "I have already said, go to trial Yang Jinshui!"

Huang Jin knew that he could not speak anymore, so he kowtowed: "Yes, I obey the order." He got up and walked outside the jingshe.

The two brocade guards were still lying like stones outside the veil. Huang Jin came over and said in a low voice, "Get up and kneel outside the hall. Whenever the emperor calls you, go in."

"Yes." The two Jin Yiwei also replied in a low voice, got up and followed Huang Jin to the entrance of the main hall.

Suddenly, there was a "dang" sound in the jingshe, Huang Jin's feet stopped immediately, and the two Jin Yiwei immediately stood there.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of "Dang Dang Dang", Huang Jin heard the irritability in the emperor's heart, sighed softly, and slowly walked out of the palace gate.

The two Jin Yiwei also followed out of the palace gate like walking on thin ice.

The door of the main hall was immediately closed by the eunuch on duty outside.

The crisp sound of knocking the chime just now has gone around the beam, and the huge Yuxi Palace has returned to silence.

Jiajing's futon for meditation was originally set on a three-story octagonal platform.The uppermost layer is the Qian Gua, whose number is "nine"; the bottom layer is the Kun Gua, whose number is "one"; the middle layer is the number "five" in the middle of Qian Kun.The futon is the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan!The octagon of the table naturally corresponds to the gossip, that is, he usually seems to be pacing casually, but in fact he is stepping on the hexagram position of good and bad.

Xu Jie sent the news of the eighth victory in Taizhou, Zhejiang, and Huang Jin sent the confessions of Zheng Michang and He Maocai who were re-examined in Zhejiang.The reason why he didn't immediately play Xu Jiepiao's request for credit was because he really didn't know what was written in the confession of this retrial.

The confession that was urgently delivered from eight hundred miles in Zhejiang is still on the court case.

Jiajing sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and meditated, but refused to open the confession.

His eyes opened suddenly, and he couldn't help looking at the confession in the court case.Then he picked up the chime and pestle lying on his knees and struck the copper chime next to the table. With a sound of "Dang", he stretched his legs and got off the futon, walked down the three steps, held the chime pestle in his hand and looked up, stepped on the hexagram position next to the octagon of the platform and started to walk.

The lingering sound from the bronze chime disappeared, Jiajing's feet also stopped, and he looked down.

——My feet are stepping on the dry position of "≡".

Jiajing's eyes lit up, and he stretched out the chime and struck the copper chime again. Following the sound of the chime, he looked up again, and walked around the octagonal hexagram position of the platform.

The lingering sound from the second bronze chime disappeared again, and Jiajing stopped again, looking down slowly.

——Both feet are on the "≡" dry position again.

Real excitement appeared on Jiajing's face, and without hesitation, he strode towards the case.

He picked up the vermilion pen, and drew six horizontal strokes on a piece of imperial paper—"", this is Qian Gua!
Then he wrote the words of the hexagram on the imperial paper below the Qian hexagram: "Qian Yuan Henry Zhen"!
There were laugh lines at the corners of his mouth, and the light in his eyes was extraordinarily bright. He put down his pen and picked up the confession that was delivered urgently in eight hundred miles, and looked at the cover.

On the cover is Zhao Zhenji's own handwriting: the first line on the right reads "Urgently report to the supervisor of ceremonies to play me", the middle line reads "His Majesty the Emperor's Royal View", and the left line writes "Chen Zhejiang Governor Zhao Zhenji Mu Hands bow down."

Then he turned it over again, and carefully looked at the seal on the baking varnish on the back of the envelope under the sunlight from the south window.

This made it difficult to see clearly, so he casually picked up the one-way mirror that was placed on the newsletter, put it in front of his left eye, and then looked at the seal on the baking varnish.

——There is only one seal on the paint, and through the mirror, I can finally see clearly that the six characters "Chun'an County Administration Hai Rui" are printed on that seal!
Jiajing's excitement and smile just now were covered by a layer of suspicion again. He thought for a while, took this urgent delivery, and picked up an unpacked ivory blade from the imperial case and walked towards the altar.

Walking to the candle on the altar, he stretched the urgently handed lacquer seal over the candle and started to melt it.

On the divine case, Jiajing carefully opened the seal with an ivory blade, and walked back to the imperial case.

At this time, the baking varnish that opened the seal had dried again, so he took out a thick stack of confessions from inside, and slowly unfolded it.

(End of this chapter)