In the study room of Xu Mansion.

Xu Jie rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, feeling a little overwhelmed. Today, his disciple wrote a letter to Xia Yan's case. The memorial was submitted to the Tongzheng Department. Before he left, he was scolded by Tongzheng's envoy Qian Zheng... There was no good thing for the Qian family!

However, Xu Jie was not very concerned about this matter. Anyway, the fat piece of meat that was rehabilitated by the unjust prison... the biggest part has been swallowed by His Majesty, and there are very few left.

However, the liquidation of the Yan Party and summoning old ministers to return to Beijing was the next focus, and this was a good opportunity to install people.

Unfortunately, Yang Bo, the Tianguan of the Ministry of Personnel, joined forces with Gao Gong. His nephew Zhang Siwei was an old minister of Qiandi and Gao Gong's confidant. Xu Jie really couldn't get involved. Nine ministers like the Minister of Works and the Minister of Dali Temple were all appointed by Emperor Longqing himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Jie couldn't find a possible breakthrough, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and scold someone a few times.

These days, Xu Jie no longer summoned Li Chunfang, Hu Yingjia, Lu Guangzu, and Feng Tianyu to the mansion to discuss secretly. They always felt that their eyes were a little weird, and their faces were a little hot.

Since Emperor Jiajing was seriously ill last year, he started to plan to Zeng Xianzhaoxue, but in the end he failed, Xu Jie was suspicious and thought that his subordinates had another uncle Zhang... Well, it was indeed a man, but Xu Jie didn't know.

A few days ago, there was a rumor that Wang Yi, the leader of the Qian family guard in Beijing, was Zeng Xian's old subordinate, and Xu Jie suddenly realized it.

After suddenly realizing, I felt ashamed. After Jiajing 32 years, he had already arranged things clearly and properly, but he bumped into himself and brought humiliation.

Qian Zhancai deserves to be killed!

Xu Jie gritted his teeth and thought to himself that if he had not been this person, he would have been able to retreat Yan Song, purge Yan's party, summon wise ministers to return to the court, to relieve Zeng Xian and Xia Yan of the unjust prison, and to rule the Ming Dynasty with great reputation.

What should I do next?

With this question in mind, Xu Jie went back to the backyard with a expressionless face. As soon as he entered the room, he saw his wife crying.

"Um?"

"If I had known this, how could I choose a kind-hearted and righteous person like Zhang Juzheng!" Zhang sobbed and complained, "My daughter is in the backyard every day and will not leave the house for a day. Today, the maid returns and is extremely thin..."

"It was she who chose Uncle Zhang himself." Xu Jie's voice was as stiff as ever.

Zhang's voice became louder, "If it weren't for Qian Zhancai..."

"Shut up!" Xu Jie's voice finally fluctuated, and he felt a sense of chest tightness when he heard this name.

Although he knew that his emotions were not right, Xu Jie could not help it... He felt that the name had become his inner demon.

Now Xu Jie no longer regrets that he parted ways with Suiyuan and broke up with Qian Yuan. He only regrets that he did not take action as soon as possible and was not a little cruel.

Although I know I shouldn’t think so, Xu Jie still couldn’t help it…Don’t you attach the most importance to Southeast Tong’s business?

If you can stab you, if you can make you fall into the dust... I am willing to pay some price.

Zhang stopped sobbing at some point and stared at her husband's strange face that he had never seen before.

...

Recently, Qian Zheng was very upset when he saw his nephew, very upset... he threw himself out to fight the Xu Dang, forcing him to restart the method that had not been used for more than ten years, and he spitted all the guys who dared to come up and criticize him.

Although it was a little cool, Qian Zheng still disliked his nephew and had the urge to beat him up when he saw it.

Qian Zheng once reflected on his nephew's burden, and the complex political situation has cost him countless energy to plan. Suiyuan's influence is getting bigger and bigger, and his nephew's enemies are also getting more and more...

Qian Zheng also recalled carefully when every impulse arises?

Often when I go to Suiyuan to discuss something, I hear the sound of pushing mahjong plaques...

Or at the door of Suiyuan, I saw a grill with a grill inside, my nephew, Xian Yuan, and Lin Feng, several young people were grilling chicken wings...

Well, it happens most often when I go out every morning to prepare to go to the yamen... because at that time I always remember that my nephew was still in bed and maybe I had just fallen asleep.

After leaving the yamen, Qian Zheng went home and stood at the gate of Suiyuan. Before he could enter, he heard someone shouting "I'm not bad."

Qian Zheng turned to the backyard with a dark face and went to ask An Changsao Tan first. He couldn't help but complain again... It was so unreasonable!

Tan seemed to care less... Well, she only cared about two people during this period, one was Qian Hong, the eldest son who sneaked into the capital, and the other was the grandson who was only half a year old. Qian Yuan had long been left behind by her.

After listening to Qian Zheng nagging for a long time, Tan asked someone to call his son, and then he gave him a few words and left the matter alone... Qian Yuan brought his son here.

"This was the case in the Censorate last year, and this year it was even more excessive!" Qian Zheng whispered, "I don't know you... I thought you were out of here, and I won't see anyone for ten or eight days!"

"Last year, my nephew was wrong, but this year..." Qian Yuan spread his hands, "I work part-time at the Zhan Shi Mansion. Where can I go to do my nephew?"

Qian Zheng was so upset by these words that he might be in the Imperial College, in Taichang Temple, Taipu Temple, but at least he had an official position in Hanlin Academy, and his nephew did not...

"I am not in court now, Zhao Yuanzhi retired. I don't know when the three halls will be repaired." Qian Yuan curled his lips and said, "But my nephew went to the West Garden the day before yesterday, and I will have to go there in a few days."

It was endless, Qian Yuan's mouth flew up and down, "Although he was rubbing numbness in his hands, he was actually discussing everything. Mahjong plaques were in his hands... uh, like chopsticks and teacups..."

This reason was enough, but Qian Zheng obviously did not agree.

Seeing that his uncle was about to get angry, Qian Yuan was calm and said solemnly: "Uncle, my nephew should not think too much."

"What?" Qian Zheng was blocked and said nothing. Your mind kept moving every day, and why didn't you think too much?

Qian Yuan sighed and said loudly: "Didn't Mr. Dongbi say that..."

"Li Shizhen said that you can't exhaust your energy again, otherwise the medicine stone will be useless, but you can't..."

"What?" Tan, who teased his grandson Togoer, suddenly looked up, "What medicine is useless?"

Mrs. Lu, who was standing beside her, glanced at her husband angrily, who made you speak without any hesitation?

Qian Zheng glared at his nephew after realizing it, you ghostly guy!

When the sister-in-law heard the old story from many years ago, Tan immediately hugged her son and she burst into tears.

Qian Yuan leaned on his mother's shoulder, and his head poked out and looked at Qian Zheng, his eyes full of innocence... The word "Medicinal Stone is useless" was not something I said myself.

Qian Zheng covered his face and was speechless. Now he is ordered to cultivate himself?
Chapter completed!