In the city of Jiangdu.

About Wan Gao, the Yan Censor of the Two Huaihe Rivers, those unknown private house scandals were circulating everywhere for a while.

It is said that Wan Gao was hypocritical and had a relationship with his wife and sister at the funeral of the funeral.

It is said that Wan Gao had long used his official power to force his deceased wife and his sister to serve together.

It is said that Wan Gao himself is also his father's illegitimate son, and his current performance is in line with each other.

There is even more excessive statement, which means that Wan Gao is in love with his wife and sister when no one is present, he ignores ethics, does not know ethics, and is polite and can be ruined. He is actually inferior to beasts.

For a moment, all kinds of rumors spread everywhere, almost nailing Wan Gao to the pillar of shame of the Ming Dynasty.

In the Yanjing Office of the Lianghuai Salt Censor.

On the ground of the main hall, a blue and white tea cup was scattered all over the ground.

The pouring tea reflects Wan Gao's twisted and hideous face.

Sitting on the ring chair, because he tried too hard, Wan Gao's tightly held hands turned blue and white.

His chest bulged and shrank.

My eyes, from when they started, have turned blood red.

Fighting in official careers is nothing wrong and is also indispensable.

But destroying people's reputation is the most despicable, shameless and vulgar behavior.

Throughout history, many wise and powerful wise men have had great ambitions and full of talents.

However, he was framed by his colleagues who were hypocritical and harmless, destroying his reputation, causing his career to be bleak and he had no chance to display his talents again.

The two masters have been standing aside for a long time, but they dare not make any persuasion.

The two of them were the most familiar with their own adults. This was the time when they were most angry, and no one could persuade them to soothe the anger in their hearts.

In the yard outside the main hall, there were many servants surrounding more than a dozen people.

These people are all people who spread the affairs of Wan Gao and his wife and sister in the city.

They have been kneeling here for half an hour.

But everyone knows that Wan Gao can't really do anything to them.

It’s not that I dare not, but that I cannot.

Just punish these people and find a crime. But if the enemy seizes the opportunity, there is no room for turning around.

But this doesn't mean that Wan Gao will let them go.

Kneel for three or five hours, kneel down and fall to the ground, can still be done.

Finally, Wan Gao's clenched fists relaxed a little.

The older master hurriedly said, "Sir, those people are clearly intentionally framed by them. The grandson is in the city at this time, why not find the grandson to make the decision?"

Wan Gao's fist was completely loosened, and he let out a long breath of turbid air, and he could hold it in his chest with naked eyes.

He looked up and looked at the master who had been following him for many years and had no hope of imperial examinations: "They wanted to use the reputation of suppressing me to force the grandson to make concessions in the salt affairs of Lianghuai. If I go to find the grandson at this time, the grandson would have to take care of it, but in this way, they would fall into the other party's plan."

The master was a little impatient: "But if you don't care, then we can't continue to be detained by Wang Bohou... The news found from the murder case in Huai'an was completely cut off..."

Wang Rurun was not the first salt merchant to die in the territory of Lianghuai in the fifteenth year of Yongle.

In Huai'an, a few days ago, a salt merchant just died.

But that person cannot be compared with Wang Rurun, Wang Bohou and others.

But I got some soup and could only be considered a rich man in the countryside.

Last month, the imperial grandson arrived in Jiangdu City, and Wan Gao had not returned to the city for a long time, so he handled this case.

It was also in this case that Wan Gao found a clue that someone colluded with Japanese pirates.

But now.

If the matter between Wan Gao and his wife and sister is confirmed and their personal morality is damaged.

No one would believe it again, what a person calls the so-called evidence of someone colluding with Japanese pirates.

Wan Gao refused to seek the grandson's appearance just now, saying that this would force the grandson to retreat in the overall situation.

But the real reason is that Wan Gao knew that if the grandson was found because of this, the grandson would inevitably be involved in the fact that he was falsely accused.

By then, not only will his reputation be bad or his personal morality be damaged. Even the grandson will be infamous.

Sighed a long time.

Wan Gao stood up and looked at the person outside the yard with disgust, who was still kneeling and spreading rumors.

He snorted coldly, Wan Gao shook his long sleeves one after another, turned around and sank into the back yamen with a cold face.

...

Wan Gao has a good idea and doesn't want the grandson to get involved in this matter.

But the idea is good, but it can't stop the people outside from doing what they want to do.

On the street outside the Yangzhou Prefecture.

Since the personal morality of Wan Gao was detrimental to his wife and sister, people gradually gathered on Fuqian Street.

The two squads of servants in front of the yamen had no choice but to hurriedly close the door and guard the place tightly, preventing these people from entering the yamen.

All because.

At this time, the people gathered on Fuqian Street were all wearing Confucian uniforms, with clean sleeves and gray heads, and great Confucian scholars.

These people were dressed neatly. With the help of the servants at home, they had their own chairs and stools sitting in front of the Yangzhou government office.

They didn't say anything, but everyone knew what these people came here for.

The purpose of the case of Wan Gao, the Yan Censor of the Lianghuai, having sex with his wife and sister during the funeral of his deceased wife.

At present, the officers dare not touch these things, and half of the Shilin celebrities who had been buried in the soil.

Someone has already spread the news into the yamen.

In the yamen.

Deng Yongxin, the governor of Yangzhou, was also in a hurry.

He looked anxious and pinched his hands in front of Zhu Zhanji, turning back and forth.

Zhu Zhanji was lying on the chair, stretching out his hand, letting Hua Jinguan kneel on the cushion hold a knife and trimming a beautiful and neat nail for himself.

It was the hot summer.

Huajinguan wears very little, very thin and very transparent.

The two pepper graves are bulging, the abyss is quiet and there is no depth.

The willows have a strong waist and a cherry mouth is slightly breathing.

The fragrance of flowers is sweet and sweet, making people intoxicated.

The starry eyes are hazy, and the delicate sweat is fragrant, outlining a different picture.

If you encounter a thirsty dragon, you must stir up the wind and rain, and pour into the two petals of the red lotus.

You said she was a woman of fairness, but you didn’t know that the paradise had not opened, and the road was still long.

However, Zhu Zhanji was not in the mood to provoke this person.

At least now that the situation in the two Huai Rivers is not yet determined, you should not be distracted from the romantic relationship.

Deng Yongxin became more and more anxious.

Since he came in, Taisun's eyes were not instantly placed, but was placed on him.

With a clang.

The hardest thumb nails splashed from Zhu Zhanji's fingers onto Deng Yongxin's face.

Sharp makes it painful.

Deng Yongxin shook for a moment, stood firmly, and picked up his hands: "Taisun, now the great scholars of the Shilin City in Jiangdu are gathered outside the government office. It is extremely hot at this time. If you don't care, you may be criticized. At that time, you will be criticized."

The famous scholars in Jiangdu outside the Yangzhou Prefecture Office were not to block Deng Yongxin, but to block Zhu Zhanji.

If these immortals were really hot, if something happened outside because of the hot weather, even if one of them was just exposed to the sun.

Zhu Zhanji also had to bear the infamy of disrespecting the elderly.

However.

Zhu Zhanji looked up and chuckled at Deng Yongxin: "Then... Lord Deng, what should I do now?"

Deng Yongxin blurted out without thinking: "At present, it is time to suspend Censor Wan. Only in this way can those people's mouths be blocked."

Zhu Zhanji continued to laugh and asked back: "But, is Wan Gao guilty?"

Is Wan Gao guilty?
To be continued...