To be honest, Wu Jie had no good feelings for the Qingliu people in the Ming Dynasty. These guys picked up the bowl and ate the meat, put down the chopsticks and cursed. They were the meat of the hob, and they couldn't be chewed even if they stuck, and whoever stuck was unlucky.

Most of the Qingliu people were nerds who were silly studying. After entering the imperial examination, they were unable to place themselves in important positions because of their limited political power. They could only be sent to clean yamen such as the Supervision Office, the Secretary Pavilion, the Imperial Heaven and the Imperial College, which was quite like the Agricultural Commission of later generations, and were full of intellectuals.

With more scholars and low income, it is inevitable that you feel that you are not satisfied with your talents, you will complain, and you will inevitably not like anyone else.

So, everyone arrested and scolded him, and exaggerated him.

But this group of people still control the trend of public opinion and cannot afford to offend them. Even the emperor has no way to deal with them.

This time, this group of people made the case for breaking into the palace in Xiyuan, because Hai Rui was arrested after writing a letter.

Jiajing is also annoyed. Since you said that I was wrong to arrest Hai Rui, then the case will be left to you. You can do whatever you say. No matter what, Hai Rui's misconduct and great disrespect are always unavoidable. You can't let him go, right?

As the emperor's representative, Wu Jie was sent to be an observer.

Before this, although both were from Jinshi, Wu Jie respected and thanked these imperial mouthpieces and never dealt with them. Besides, he, a close minister of the emperor, stayed by Jiajing on weekdays, and others could not find out his fault if they wanted to impeach him.

As soon as I saw Zhao Zhenji today, I found that the old man was actually familiar with him.

Isn’t this the censor of the Supervisory Office who led the day before yesterday when he broke into the palace?

He had seen this old man's power that day and was a little scared.

I quickly collected the information in my mind and checked it, and then I was shocked. This guy is amazing.

Zhao Zhenji, whose courtesy name is Meng Jing, was named Dazhou. He was from Tongziba, Neijiang, Sichuan. He was born in the third year of Zhengde of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty and died in the fourth year of Wanli of Emperor Shenzong at the age of 69. In the 14th year of Jiajing, he was appointed as the editor of Hanlin. He was promoted to Zuo Lunde and the Censor of the Supervisor. In the first year of Longqing, the second year of King Yu ascended the throne. This old man was actually appointed as the Minister of Rites, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, and entered the cabinet to become a cabinet minister.

Although he was not a famous minister of his generation, he also left his name in history books.

Everyone is from Sichuan. As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, his eyes are filled with tears.

I don’t know how long it will take to be tried in the Hai Rui case. It seems that I have to work with Lord Zhao for many days, so Wu Jie wants to get close to him.

When he saw Zhao Zhenji's face, he immediately smiled and said, "Wu Jie only then did he hear that Lord Zhao is from Neijiang. I am from Xinjin County, Chengdu Prefecture. Speaking of which, we are still fellow villagers! If I had known this, I should have come to the old man to worship first."

But he didn't expect that as soon as he said this, Zhao Zhenji immediately looked stern: "What kind of door is it because you and I are fellow villagers. If a treacherous person like Yan Song is fellow villagers with you, should I go and worship him?"

Wu Jie is a little boring. Although everyone is calling for the Yan Party to beat him now, he is still the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty and is not a rebellious party. Why can’t he worship him?

Zhao Zhenji still refused to give up and continued to curse: "You emperors and close ministers all like to take shortcuts, not the way of a gentleman. I won't say anything about Wu Jie. When Zhang Juzheng went to congratulate Yan Song's birthday party, he wrote down flattery and flattering words, which was not disgusting."

Speaking of this, he "Bah!" he spat on the snow: "What is the 'declaration of the sun and the moon', what is 'the achievements are unparalleled, and the evening festival is even more pleasant', it is so vulgar that he even wants the reputation."

Wu Jie laughed out loud. Zhang Juzheng could even write such a poem. No matter what, the stains on the fame cannot be washed away.

Seeing Wu Jie laughing, Zhao Jizhen suddenly laughed and shook her head: "Hey, I'm old, but I'm even more anxious."

Seeing that he was in a better mood, Wu Jie asked, "Mr. Zhao, how do you try this case?"

"How to judge?" Zhao Zhenji said angrily: "Hai Rui just told a few truths. Your Majesty was about to kill his head. Why didn't he make a loyal and upright man feel cold? I see, Lord Hai said, 'Jiajing and Jiajing, every family is pure', very reasonable!"

Wu Jie: "Mr. Zhao, Lord Zhao, don't complain. Wu Jie admires Master Hai's quality. Are we discussing how to judge this case? No matter what, we must save Lord Hai's life."

Zhao Zhenji then turned around and looked at Wu Jie: "Is this what Lord Wu means or..."

Wu Jie: "This is my own opinion. However, in our dynasty system, the censors can be heard from. Before Lord Hai came to Beijing, he was the censor, so he could understand that he would submit a memorial."

Zhao Zhenjie's expression eased: "Actually, there is no way to judge this case."

Wu Jie smiled and said, "If you can't sentence, you won't be sentenced. If you drag it down, you'll advise Hai Rui to submit a memorial. After all, he is wrong to insult the king and father."

Zhao Zhenji was then happy: "Yes, it's right to do this, it's a pity..."

He suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that Hai Gangfeng is too upright. He is afraid he will not give in. He will fight for winning or losing in everything, but he does not care about his personal safety. If this is the case, it will be difficult."

Wu Jie curled his lips disapprovingly. Even the ants were alive and Hai Rui was not a fool, so how could he seek death? He would not be able to give him a memorial.

After a few words, he actually spoke enthusiastically with Zhao Zhenji. Wu Jie was also a little happy: Wu Jie's emotional intelligence is still good. Whether it is a human or a ghost, a villain or a gentleman, he can talk about it. This is also a special advantage of modern people!

The two of them agreed and then took a sedan chair to the Jinyiwei North Fufu Office to meet the Jinyi hygiene commander Zhu Xiyao.

Zhu Xiyao was originally a hero of Jingnan Zhu Neng. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked burly and had a black face. He was serious and could not fart even if he said three words.

After receiving the imperial edict, Zhu Xiyao said: "If you want to examine Hai Rui, you probably have to wait. The two of you will come another day."

Zhao Zhenji was furious: "You are arrogant, you have received the imperial edict, so you won't let us see Hai Rui, Zhu Xiyao, what do you want to do?"

Zhu Xiyao threw the imperial edict on the case with a expressionless face: "Two sirs, when it comes to imperial edict, I have also received a copy here. It was brought by people from the East Factory, and I also said that I wanted to examine Hairui. Now, Eunuch Chen's subordinates are busy, why do you have to wait until they finish the work before it will be your turn?"

He continued, "Everyone is carrying an imperial edict. How do I know who is the greatest?"

Wu Jie and Zhao Zhenji looked at each other, both took a breath of air conditioning, and both screamed: "Take us over here."

If Dongchang intervenes in this case, it will be troublesome. Suddenly, both of them have bad premonitions in their minds.

Dongchang has always been cruel in its means, and has the power of arrest, detention and judicial power. As long as it falls into their hands, it will be skinned even if it does not die.

Zhao Jizhen's first reaction was: Oh no, this Dongchang was determined to kill Hai Rui. These Yan thieves knew that Hai Rui had offended him. Long live, and Long live hated him to the core, but they were afraid that they could not block the people in the world. Their Dongchang was to be this evil man, to vote for the king's favor, and to seek rewards. Yan thieves were ruining the country, and they deserve to die!

But Wu Jie thought a little further, but his heart was even more calm: It seems that King Jing and Chen Hong's faction were determined to make this case bigger, to see if they could take out something from Hai Rui's confession and frame King Yu. In the case of Hai Rui, they had already crushed Huang Jin, and now they wanted to expand the results of the battle and take down King Yu. These people are really hunting dogs, and they will not let go if they bite them.

Zhu Xiyao still didn't open his mouth, and Wu Jie said slowly: "Duke Chengguo, although Dongchang also has an imperial edict, the imperial edict at hand we have just obtained it, so we must naturally take the new will."

Zhu Xiyao nodded: "But this is the reason. Two sirs, please follow me."

So, the group walked towards the depths of the North Yai.

This is the first time Wu Jie has come to the Beizhen Fushi Zhao Prison, which is what the people often call Heavenly Prison, and I can't help but feel a little curious.

In the minds of outsiders, the so-called heavenly prison is the most gloomy place in the world.

But when Wu Jie walked in, he found that the place was different from what he imagined. Without strict guards, there were no dark cells, there were only one small courtyard after another.

There were many people inside, and the expressions on their faces were very calm. They could walk around and talk casually in the yard, but they didn't look like prisoners.

The only difference from outside is that there are no flowers, plants and trees planted in the yard, probably to prevent prisoners from hiding.

This is a prison cell, it is simply a nursing home!

Wu Jie thought about it carefully, but he also understood it.

Not everyone can come in the prison in Beiyamen. When it meets the standards and does not have an official position of fourth rank or above, you can't even think about it. If you are below the fourth rank or below, you will just throw it to Dali Temple. How could it be so troublesome?

Just because the people who are imprisoned here are all senior officials, there has always been a saying in ancient China that "the punishment cannot be punished", so naturally, the literati and officials cannot be detained like in prisons outside.

Wu Jie remembered that Mr. Yang Zongzhi had been locked up here for four years. Judging from the living conditions here, Mr. Yang probably didn't suffer much, which made him feel comforted.

The ancients went to work early and had been working for more than an hour, but it was only between 7 and 8 o'clock in the morning. It was late in winter, and the sky was about to be bright and there was a silence inside.

After walking a few steps, he came to a small courtyard deep in the North Yaya. Wu Jie and Zhu Xiyao stopped. He saw many people in the courtyard. Chen Hong's loud voice came: "Listen, the court has committed a serious crime of corruption. A head of the Ministry of Revenue was about to force the emperor to abdicate. As for the people behind him, they all need to be found out. As the saying goes, no internal thieves can attract foreign thieves. Some people are by our side, right next to the emperor. Now, check them from us."

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