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"My Censor Du Dengchun, who supervised the Censorate, wanted to impeach the chief assistant of the dynasty Mao Xiang, and secretly formed a clique with the Minister of Rites Ma Shiying, who was corrupt and abused the law, and sold official positions...Ma Shiying's two sons could steal the position, so Mao Xiang mediated... I beg your Majesty to investigate the case thoroughly!"

The wind direction is getting more and more subtle.

First, the censors who were obsessed with Mo Nian's side, and the censors knelt down and shouted "I'm asking for advice."

Those who planned to remain neutral at the beginning gradually could not stand, and a few of them also knelt down. This is called following good deeds.

The officials from Wu Zheng's side began to get anxious.

But the problem is that they cannot get instructions from King Wu and the Prime Minister Mao Xiang, and cannot make corresponding counterattacks.

Wu Zheng was still standing in a small horoscope. Mao Xiang could only kneel down, raise his hand to remove the crown, place the crown on the edge of his right knee, and bow and said, "I am afraid... I beg your Majesty to let me go back to my house and wait for the visit!"

According to the law, if you are impeached by the censor, you must be suspended from your post and reflect on yourself, and submit a self-defense complaint. When the matter is in doubt, you will be dealt with accordingly.

Zhang Wangzhi and Du Dengchun, one censor, one censor, one from the seventh rank, and one from the seventh rank, just took some spit and let a chief minister and the other suspended his post to reflect, which shows that the censor's power is so great.

Zhu Chenyu has been silent for a long time, and she can no longer understand today's grand ceremony.

What exactly does Wu Zheng want to do?

Why did I stop moving? I have clearly decided on the strategy before, but why did I suddenly change my mind?

....

Xia Wanchun finally couldn't control his anger.

He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty... Zhang Wangzhi's words of impeachment of Ma Shiying were completely made out of nothing, and he deliberately framed him!"

Zhu Chenyu let out a sigh of relief, and finally she was able to stabilize the situation for the time being.

"What does the Taiwei want to say...even if it's all."

Xia Wanchun took two steps forward and snorted heavily when he passed by Zhang Wangzhi and Du Dengchun who were waiting for him.

"My father was a member of several society and died when the Qing army broke through the Southern Capital. When my father heard that Ma Xiang's eldest son Ma Luan said that Ma Luan was talented and could be a gentleman. When the Nandu was newly established, he advised the court to stop party disputes and avoid turmoil in power. However, he was not adopted, so he resigned from his post and retired... Such a person is the talent that the court should recruit today. Why do you need to give personal information to each other and receive personal gains? Why do you need to form a clique with a horse and a horse for personal gain?!"

"Let's talk about Ma Xiang's second son Ma Xi. During the Hongguang Dynasty, Ma Xi used his shade to fill a thousand households and served as the general in the capital camp... I don't say whether Ma Xi is a rare talent, but when Ma Xi was defeated in the Nandu City, he could be an official of our dynasty before he surrendered to the Qing army!"

This is so thunderous that all the officials in the hall have to accept this.

When the city was broken, the "patriotic spirit" advocated by the Donglin Party members itched the scalp and the water was too cold to pieces. However, the three Ma family father and son who were denied the traitor and misleading the country, but none of them surrendered to the Qing court. I wonder if this is ridiculous or sad!

At least 30% of the officials established in the hall had surrendered to the Qing Dynasty or became surrender ministers. They knew how dangerous the word "not surrendered" was at that time.

The hall suddenly became silent, and all eyes turned to Wu Zheng, who had been silent again.

Everyone knows that in this palace, the words of the King of Political Affairs are the most reasonable.

Did Wu Zheng fall asleep?

No, he was sober and heard all the conversation and disputes.

It’s not that he didn’t want to react, but that Wu Zheng was waiting for news to come from Yushi Street.

Wu Zheng needed this news to decide the relationship with Mo Zhinian.

Fortunately, Wu Zheng didn't wait too long.

The eunuch on duty outside the hall sounded a scream, "Song An, the second-tier leader of Changlin Wei, has emergency military intelligence to discuss the affairs of His Highness the King of Political Affairs!"

Wu Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the door of the hall.

At twenty steps away from the hall gate, Wu Zheng stopped.

Song An was standing facing the door of the hall.

"But it's OK?"

"It's OK!"

"She...isn't she okay?"

"Good concubine!"

Wu Zheng let out a long sigh, turned around and smiled.

Like a spring breeze.

When passing by Mo Zhinian, Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mo Xiang."

Don’t be obsessed with not knowing what’s going on, so you hurriedly bowed slightly, “I dare to ask the prince… where does the joy come from?”

After asking, Mo Zhinian suddenly felt nervous. He understood that at this time, Song An came to report, what else could be done besides the Qinger in Yushi Street?

After Wu Zheng heard the news, he was in a good mood and came to congratulate him again. I think Qing'er had been welcomed back by Song An.

Now, Mo Zhinian's face changed drastically. He realized that it would be difficult to get kind to the point today.

Mo Zhinian quietly made a gesture to the queue of military officials on the opposite side.

At this time, Wu Zheng had already strode forward.

He walked to the front of all officials, stopped at the steps of the palace, smiled slightly at Zhu Chenyu, and Zhu Chenyu felt very calm.

Wu Zheng turned around and said in a deep voice: "I heard the rumor in the public that when the Nandu City was destroyed, Huang Boduan trenched a big banner and wrote a letter to Huang Boduan, the head of the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, did not surrender... After that, Huang Boduan was captured, and the enemy chief Duoduo teased him and asked, "What kind of person do you think of Emperor Hongguang, want to die for him?" Huang Boduan replied, Emperor Shengming! Duoduo asked again, "What about Ma Shiying?" Huang Boduan replied, Ma Shiying is a loyal minister! Duoduo asked again, "Ma Shiying is a treacherous minister, why should he be loyal?" Huang Boduan replied, Ma Shiying did not surrender, and sent the Empress Dowager to Zhejiang, of course he was a loyal minister. Then Huang Boduan pointed to Zhao Zhilong, the Minister of War, who had already shaved his hair and changed his clothes and said that these people were unfaithful and unfilial people!"

"I want to ask you... are you loyal?"

The whole palace was silent, silent as a cicada.

This is the might of the King of Wu. If he doesn't make a sound, he will make a splash.

Ma Shiying's eyes were filled with tears. At this time, he wanted to die, and wanted to pierce his chest and sprayed all the anger that had accumulated in his chest for eight years.

He wanted to kowtow to the King of Wu until his death, because the King of Wu fulfilled his promise to him on the Qiantang River, corrected his name and left his reputation behind him!

Xia Wanchun smiled, and he suddenly understood why Wu Zheng changed his mind.

Although he was dissatisfied with Wu Zheng's unauthorized change of his plan, Xia Wanchun was even more fortunate that he had friends like this.

Wu Zheng's voice continued, "...Mo Xiang had said that this war in the eastern Zhejiang sea area could not be fought... Gu Shen thought, what should I fight? Needless to say, the foreigners could not get on the shore, just say, what could the foreigners get on the shore?... Needless to say, the foreigners took over my land, and what would it be like to take over... Officials are still officials, even if I am the king, it is nothing more than a first or second level. Being a marquis should not be a problem... Singing, dancing, singing, dancing, and peace... Don't laugh, that's what they did back then?!"

God knows, someone will still laugh at this time?

I'm afraid I can't cry too late!

But there are really people laughing, for example, Xia Wanchun, who was only fourteen years old, dared to break into the Nandu City. When the Qing army headed south, he gathered thousands of local heroes to fight against the Qing Dynasty!
Chapter completed!