I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 82
Inside the imperial hospital, there was a chorus of voices, shoulder to shoulder.

Chaozhong Qingliu, who learned that Hu Yiqian, the head of the Criminal Section, had died outside the Taimiao Temple, came to visit one after another.

The Six Departments and Three Departments handed over a note to inquire, and the Imperial College, Imperial Academy, and Hongwen Pavilion directly sent several seventh-rank officials to come.

Although the chief of the sixth section is only seventh-rank, he is the weathervane of the court's speech. Hu Yiqian's downfall, doesn't it mean that the emperor has come to the point of loathing the speech.

In a closed side room, Hu Yiqian, whose head was wrapped in a white cloth, had woken up, surrounded by other five section chiefs.

Zhou Quzhi, head of the Ritual Department, was worried, but congratulated him:
"Brother Hu's collision, the true value of the collision, has earned us a great reputation and the character of my six subjects."

Hu Yiqian was overjoyed in his heart, as long as he survived death remonstrance, he would be supported by the scholars all over the world. For the speech officer, nothing is more important than Nuo Da's reputation.

But on the surface, Hu Yiqian was still full of sorrow, shaking his head in pain and saying:

"What did I do in the six subjects that the Holy Majesty hates so much? Is it a crime to speak out from the bottom of my heart? Does the Holy Majesty really not understand the sincerity of my heart?"

Wu Zhengjue, chief of the Military Section, was regretting endlessly at this moment.

Why wasn't he the one who bumped into the beam? Hu Yiqian got all the limelight. In the future, among the six subjects, who would dare not listen to Hu Yiqian's words.

Zhou Quzhi was determined to follow Hu Yiqian's footsteps, and responded murderously:
"Brother Hu, don't say that. The Holy Majesty is not wrong. The eunuchs are the ones who are wrong. One of the eunuchs counts as one, and whoever is not flattering the emperor, shaking his head and tongue, if you want me to tell you, you should kill all those eunuchs." .”

"Brother Zhou is right, Lord Hu's reputation is in full swing right now, why don't we join all the officials to write a letter, asking the Holy Majesty to kill the eunuch, so as to set the record straight.

There are also those household reform bureaus and Tiangong Institutes that should all be revoked. How can the ancestral law be child's play. "

"Yes, that's what you have to do!"

Six people formed a group and began to negotiate nervously.

Li Tiantian hurriedly left the Ancestral Temple on the dragon chariot. Wang Fu didn't dare to make a sound along the way, but kept making the chariot-carrier's feet steady.

After entering Miyagi from the Meridian Gate, Li Tian calmed down a little, and said in a deep voice:

"Go to the cabinet."

The matter of the official hitting the beam has a great impact. As soon as Hu Yiqian was sent to the imperial hospital, the cabinet got the news.

Knowing that His Majesty will come to the cabinet to discuss matters, Yang Shiqi couldn't help but draw up a note to ask Huang Zhun and Yang Rong to enter the palace.

As soon as the cabinet members were sent out, there was movement outside the cabinet hall.

Hearing the sound, Yang Shiqi quickly walked out of the main room, and seeing Long Nian just stopped outside the door, he bowed and worshiped:
"The old minister welcomes His Majesty."

After stepping over the threshold and entering the backyard of the cabinet, Li Tianchao, Yang Shiqi and Ren Jin nodded, waved their hands, and walked straight to the back cabinet when they saw the cabinet officials bowing and saluting:
"Let's go, Shi Qi, you two will talk to me in the back pavilion."

"Hey." In response, Yang Shiqi and Ren Jin hurriedly followed Li Tian's footsteps.

After entering the back pavilion and taking a seat, after Wang Fu finished watching tea, Li Tian coughed twice, frowned and said:
"The cabinet already knows about Hu Yiqian's crash and death outside the Taimiao."

Hu Yiqian is dead?
Yang Shiqi's complexion changed, and he fidgeted a little and said:
"Your Majesty, did the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital say that?"

Yang Shiqi didn't like Hu Yiqian or even the whole six subjects.

Those people are humble and powerful, staring at the ministers of the court like flies every day, impeaching them for any trivial matter, for fear of losing their sense of existence.

But if the remonstrance died outside the Taimiao, that would be another story. With his lips tightly pressed, Yang Shiqi waited nervously for Li Tian to answer.

"The hospital didn't say anything, but I see the blood on Hu Yiqian's forehead, so if he doesn't die, he probably won't live long."

After taking a sip of tea, Li Tian said lightly.

Yang Shiqi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, it's good that he didn't die, but if he really died, it would be a troublesome matter.

"Your Majesty." Ren Jin called out.

"Why Zong Yu? You have something to say."

Ren Jin held his forehead and couldn't bear to say anything. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty may be over-concerned. Does Your Majesty know the tricks in the court staff?"

The court stick is just a board, and twenty court sticks can bloom in the buttocks. Li Tian naturally knew that, and nodded for Ren Jin to continue.

"Whether it's the small officials in the local punishment room who are in charge of the rod punishment, or the subordinates in charge of the court rod inside and outside the court, they actually have their own methods.

They can be beaten so badly that they can get out of bed in three days; they can also be beaten unscathed, but the inside of their buttocks has already rotted into fluff, and they are permanently disabled. "

"There is such a craft?" Li Tian was a little surprised.

"This kind of trivial matter will naturally not reach His Majesty's ears." Ren Jin cupped his hands and explained with a smile:
"Wei Chen also worked in Dali Temple before, so I know the way. If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can also ask Jin Yiwei and Dongchang. In the imperial prison, such methods of revealing the truth and concealing the falsehood abound."

It turned out to be the case in his heart, Li Tian suddenly realized, recalling Hu Yiqian's bloody head, his eyes froze and he said:

"So that guy Hu Yiqian just looks like he's seriously injured, but he didn't actually hurt his bones?"

"It should be so." Ren Jin smiled lightly.

"Okay, Hu Yiqian, a son of a bitch, dares to play me. I said that a group of people couldn't hold him back. They already knew their feelings, but I was kept in the dark!"

Li Tian thought this matter was serious at first, after all, he watched Hu Yiqian faint to death, but after hearing what Ren Jin said, the thought of soothing in his heart was thrown to the back of his mind:
"If that's the case, Hu Yiqian, that son of a bitch, probably should wake up by now.

Shiqi, to draw up a Daoist decree, say that I am reckless today, and I shouldn't have watched Hu Yiqian die and remonstrate against the pillars. I will compensate him and reward him with 500 taels of silver, so that he can go back to his hometown to rest. "

Yang Shiqi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then chuckled lightly:

"Your Majesty, why is this? The officials like fame the most. Hu Yiqian finally gained such a great reputation. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for His Majesty to send him back to his hometown like this?"

"Shi Qi, what do you call that? I'm clearly paying him back, so how can you say he's paying him back? Hurry up and draw up an order, don't make my Lord Hu wait in a hurry."

Li Tian had already eaten Hu Yiqian, and said with a grin.

Knowing the wickedness in the emperor's heart, Yang Shiqi couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly.

This Hu Yiqian, when Daming is Zhao Song who can ride on the neck of the emperor?It's really stupid to steal chickens and lose money.

Arranging Ren Jin to go out to draw up an order, Yang Shiqi cupped his hands and said:
"Your Majesty, as long as the reforms continue, those speech officials will continue. The old minister thought that His Majesty should summon the speech officials and censors.

We can't let them go on like this anymore, Chengtianmen, Taimiao, who knows where they are planning to go to die next time. "

(End of this chapter)