., 11.    In order to give this bad year a good ending and give a good omen to the next year, Jiajing made a lot of money. He asked the six ministries of the cabinet to send major officials to the city gate under the leadership of Xu Jie to welcome the triumphant team. There were almost a few hundred people from Xu Jie, including the Shangshu, the Minister of the Secretariat, and the Censor of the City, all of whom were established at the city gate. There were also many members of the Yan Party, and of course there would be no Yan family father and son and those core backbones.

Chen Si rode on the horse mountain, and saw clearly. He got off the horse from afar, came to the group of officials, gave a big gift to Xu Jie, and then bowed to all the officials, saying repeatedly: "I'll be here, I'm so worried and worried."

Xu Jie laughed and said, "It's okay." The officials behind him looked much better. Although these people were ordered to come to greet him, their hearts were sour. Just as Chen Lian said, he was too young and too outstanding. Now that he has achieved such great achievements, how can people not envy jealousy? If the silence is a little satisfied, it will definitely attract the jealousy of many villains. He will say that he is proud and arrogant. If he is always good in the future, he will be fine. If he is in trouble, he will inevitably be injured.

But the calmness and humility shown by silence today made everyone secretly feel sorry for them. They realized that if they were easy to get along, they would have been light and unaware of the reason, but they could not be as calm as him. They couldn't help but say in their hearts: "It seems that he can do these things, indeed, not just luck..."

At this time, Xu Jie said to the silence: "Please get on the horse and accept the greetings of all officials."

"Kill me!" Silently refused to accept it, and the few of them said: "This is an order." He had no choice but to get on the horse again.

"Welcome to the triumphant!" Everyone worshiped together and shouted together, which made the people cheer loudly, and the slap was slapped, and the atmosphere of celebration suddenly reached its peak.

During the entire ceremony, Chen Si kept turning his body sideways, expressing his shame and fearlessness. Then, when everyone is together, he quickly dismounts and returns the ceremony again. He does not dare to be negligent at all. So everyone is happy, no one thinks he has taken advantage of it or anything.

Looking at the sensible student, Xu Jie was so happy. His old face was unrestrained, as if every beard showed joy. He kept saying slightly: "Please get on the horse, I will hold the reins to the city for you." This is the rule of the Ming Dynasty. Whenever the army passes through triumph, the important officials will hold the reins and pull them to the generals to show their courtesy.

The silence refused to accept this time. In the end, both sides compromised. Xu Jie led the horse for him, and he followed behind and entered the city step by step.

In addition to the evil jade holding the flag, the officials behind had to put away the secretly arrogance. When they saw that some adults came to lead their horses for themselves, they also followed suit. They all got off the horse and followed them into the city.

The minds all entered the city, but outside Zhuo Cheng's gate seemed to be even more lively. As the prison car, thousands of soldiers were escorting the prison van, the level and spoils, drove over in a mighty manner.

In this long line, the most conspicuous ones were two scattered prisoners on the two prisoners. The "crime brand in front of them said "Yang Shun, the traitor of the enemy," and the other said "Lu Kai, a co-camp. When everyone saw it, he said, oh, it turned out that it was this kind of traitor that made us in the Ming Dynasty unable to defeat the Mongols! So, these two suddenly became the punching bags for the people to vent their resentment, swearing, rotten eggs, and stinky soles, flying towards them like raindrops.

Lu Kai lowered his head and closed his eyes, endured all kinds of foreign objects flying onto his face, which made his face hurt, but this was not as painful as his heartache. At this moment, his mind was full of his hardships for more than 40 years. He was still a smart man, but the road to the imperial examination was very bumpy. He studied hard for thirty years and failed the exam several times. At the age of forty, he won the third grade and passed the imperial examination. He had no chance to go to the Censorate and became a poor and annoying censor.

But at that time, he was still holding upward, because he heard that although the Censor had no oil and offends others, he had the most chance to be expensive. As long as he wrote the book correctly, he could turn a sparrow into a phoenix and change Xie Xiu on his chest to a lark.

So he kept writing, studying this one today, impeaching that one tomorrow, hoping for a successful speculation, soaring to the sky.

As a result, before he could fly up, he was appointed by the Censor Hu Zhi, the Censor of Xuanda as an inspector.

It took him a long time to leave the capital and realize that his behavior made Yan Party bored, and giving himself to Xuanfu was a warning. The clever Lu Kai became silent, for fear of making others unhappy again and could not even keep his black hat. But he was not discouraged, but continued to think about how to become a high-ranking official? Finally, he concluded from the candid Yang Shun that if he wanted to be promoted, he would just find a backer and climb up to the high branch.

So, when Yang Shun gave him 7,000 taels of silver and asked him to help fulfill his lie, although he knew that he was committing a crime, he felt that the little master would protect Yang Shun and that he would not have any trouble. So he took Yang Shun's olive branch and successfully boarded the Yan Dang's ship.

However, before I could set sail, storm waves came. It was only then that the little pavilion that looked closed and glorious was a broken ship that could not resist the wind and rain. He threw him and Yang Shun into the sea and became victims of the safeguarding party.

Now that wealth and prosperity have become a bubble, he has been ruined and has been infamous for thousands of years. He hates Yang Shun, who seduces him into the water, but he never realizes that since he chooses to speculate, he must bear the risk of failure."

Yang Shun was completely opposite to him. Even though he was smashed to his head, he opened his eyes wide and looked towards Chang'an Street, and still begged his old godfather to save his life. In his opinion, his godfather would not ignore his little pawn, and he would not ignore it when he was dying.

At this moment, "outside the bedroom of Yan's house, dozens of people gathered in the old lady's grandson, daughter-in-law, grandson-in-law, son-in-law, grandson-in-law, grandson-in-law, grandson-in-law, grandson-in-law, grandson-in-law, grandson-in-law, and grandson-in-law. They sat or stood, with anxious or sad faces on their faces, but they all looked at the curtains that blocked the inner room, wanting to know the situation inside.

The old housekeeper Yan Nian has even prepared the funeral clothes and has begun to quietly prepare for his funeral.

Only Mrs. Ouyang's only son, the famous Yan Shifan, still had a blue face, looking at the fireworks constantly unfolding in the sky. Listening to the crackling smell... I used to the smell of muscle factories, cheers one after another, my face turned ashen, and my cheeks were trembling slightly.

At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment, anger, sorrow, and boundless fear. He didn't even dare to look back or listen to the crying sounds, because the day he was most afraid of was finally coming. He clenched his fists tightly, surrounded by negative emotions. The anger made everyone far away and dared not get close.

But all of this has nothing to do with Yan Song. In the inner room separated by a curtain, Master Yan, who had been in power for decades, was like all the widowed old men in the world, full of sadness and endless grief. His old hands, like dead tree bark, held his wife's equally thin hands tightly, and she burst into tears and trembled all over. Obviously, she could no longer be able to do so.

At this time, the dying old lady opened her eyes slightly, as if she had some vitality again, but not because of her son's resistance, but because of her attachment to her husband, she was reluctant to leave this. The world was back.

"Master, don't cry, but a vague voice in the old lady's throat. Only Yan Song, who accompanied her day and night, could understand these. Mrs. Ouyang said to him with a smile: "It is a happy event to leave after 80, and it is the only one who is happy."

"But," Yan Song shook his head in pain and said, "You are less than eighty yet, and it's only New Year's Eve tomorrow, and there is still one day." The Yan Mansion is the birthday of the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month. Yan Song tried every means to let her leave after this birthday, but today it was already useless and the medicine stone was useless.

"Don't be so greedy." Mrs. Ouyang glanced at the phoenix crown and robe hanging on the opposite wall, with white cranes and jade on it, which was the first-class clothing. She smiled proudly: "How many women in the world can recommend first-class ladies?" She said and looked at her husband and said: "How many people can live with her husband in white?"

Yan Song was crying and grinned and said, "This is what you deserve. Back then, you were a beautiful lady from a big girl, but you never dislike me, a poor scholar, and love me wholeheartedly. For decades, every time I think of this, I feel inexplicably impressed and feel that I will never repay you for the rest of my life."

"It's not that you owe me, but I owe you." Mrs. Ouyang said with an apology smile on her face: "You know I'm jealous and afraid that I will be wronged, so I won't take a concubine in my life. Not to mention a high-ranking official like you, even ordinary people who are a little more abundant can't do this kind of love."

"Haha" Yan Song smiled and said, "Because you are so good, I don't need other women. Besides, you have given birth to a son for me, what else can I be dissatisfied with?"

When Yan Song talked about his son, Mrs. Ouyang's face showed a deep worry and said, "What I worry most is that Qing'er causes you something to cause you to lose your health." Qing'er is Yan Shifan's nickname.

Speaking of the rebellious son, Yan Shifan couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Who knows? Alas, 80% suddenly realized that his wife was about to die and could not let her go with worries. So he forced a smile and said, "No, I served Your Majesty for decades, and I have no credit and hard work. As long as Yan Shifan doesn't make too much trouble, the emperor will let him go for my sake."

"Really?" Mrs. Ouyang said in surprise: "Are you all okay?"

"Yes." Yan Song held her hand tightly and nodded, "We will all be fine."

"That's great." Mrs. Ouyang glanced at her husband deeply and whispered: "You are always so nice to me.

Then he no longer had the strength to speak, but Yan Chi refused to die. He just lay there quietly, looking at her husband with unconscious eyes.

Yan Song also looked at his wife deeply. He knew that he had just looked at her less. It would be a profit to see her more. The palace held a banquet to entertain the soldiers who came to Beijing for rewards. Finally, the ministers surrendered, leaving Shen Mo alone, and asked him to speak with him.

Seeing that there was no one else in the Golden Palace, I was silent and didn't even dare to breathe. Judging from his experience, this moody Emperor Jiajing would throw cold water on your excitement, which would make things worse when you feel uncomfortable. As expected, Jiajing snorted: "You are so brave! The couplet clearly means that if you are in the four imperial envoys investigate the case, you will be fine, and you will be able to get the money back. Do you seem to be very powerful?"

"Can you still have something fresh? Chen Si hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "The emperor calms down... I'm sorry for the reign."

"Tell me!" Jiajing waved his broad belly and said.

Lord Lian and Lord Zhou returned to Beijing early, not because of the case itself, but because they were afraid of the Mongols and did not dare to take responsibility." Silently said, "Why would they not leave early or late? As soon as the news of the invasion of shoes came, they rushed back? It was obvious that they were afraid that if the war was unfavorable, they would bear the crime of detaining the governor with me, so they pulled out in advance and sued me first when they came back so that they could clear themselves."

"Hmph" Jiajing snorted coldly, "But people said you would arrest people first, and forced all the civil and military officials in the city to confess, making them unable to investigate even if they wanted to investigate. Isn't this fake?"

"The emperor is wronged!" Chen Jing said with a grievance: "Everyone is an imperial envoy. They are both two ministers, both of whom are higher than me, and they can suppress me everywhere. The reason why they can't handle it is because the evidence in this case is conclusive and cannot be excused. I can't even overturn the case!" As he said that, he presented a letter with both hands: "This is a letter written by Yang Shun to the Mongolians, with his signature and private seal on it. Please check it out."

Jiajing was also a little confused. He never expected that the letter was actually seized later in silence. He just regarded it as evidence of the seizure. After reading it, he said angrily: "Yang Shun deserves to be cut into pieces! Zhou Xi and Tu Li are also a pair of fools. They want to cover up such people. They are simply impatient to live!"
Chapter completed!