.After this, all the officials returned to the yamen. Three of them were sent to Dong'an.
Almost in front and back, the sedan chair fell in Dong'an. Chen Yiqin was the first to get off the sedan chair. The wind was very strong on Chang'an Street, which blew his beard to disperse. He pressed his beard with his hands, and without waiting for the two, he walked towards Chang'an Street.
Immediately afterwards, Li Chunfang and Zhang Juzheng also got out of the gang. Because they used a crotch, they were not afraid of blowing. Seeing that Chen Yiqin had already walked out, Li Chunfang shook his head and said, "Master Chen is always so anxious." Speaking of which, when Li Chunfang and Zhang Juzheng were in the examination, Chen Yiqin was the former's room teacher. Although he was not a serious teacher-student relationship, the gentle and polite Li Chunfang always called him that.
"Hmph," Zhang Juzheng's face was cold and did not have a good face to Li Chunfang. The Analects of Confucius said: "He is obsessed with watching operas now, so he is not willing to be with you and me." "Ah..." Li Chunfang sighed with unknown meaning and said: "I only know now that being able to watch operas is also a blessing."
"Do you envy him?" Zhang Juzheng looked at him with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "If it weren't for your extravagance, we are the ones watching the show now!", "Don't you say it." Li Chunfang frowned and said, "How can people have their eyes? Who knew that they would be like this."
"It's not enough to succeed, but it's enough to fail!" Zhang Juzheng snorted, then shook his sleeves and strode forward.
"Oh..." Li Chunfang sighed again, stood there for a moment, and also lowered her head and walked back.
After walking two steps, without any warning, he hit Zhang Juzheng's back and his forehead knelt on the back of his head. Li Chunfang covered his head in pain and said, "Oh, why did you stop?"
Zhang Juzheng was also hit in a dizzy way. He covered the back of his head and grinned for a long time before he said viciously: "Shen Jiangnan once said that he is not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs." Why am I so confused? "Work with you."
"I said it a long time ago that I'm not good at doing this. You must have brought me into the gang," Li chunfang said with great depression: "It's not over yet." "..." Zhang Juzheng spat out a sip of turbid air and said coldly: "Those two disasters cannot be left, and if they are kept, they will have a big problem! Huang Guangsheng has already locked them in the Ministry of Justice as he ordered. Please let those people quickly and send people tonight and ask them to break up in prison..."
"Crazy," Li Chunfang hurriedly looked around, but fortunately there was no one on Chang'an Street." He lowered his voice and said, "Who dares to kill someone like such a big criminal?", "Isn't fool!", Zhang Juzheng no longer respected the top scholar of the same year, and his eyes were red and said, "Everyone has tried his best! You are still here!", Today he went to Yongding Mén, on the one hand to show his confidence to show his own eyes, and on the other hand, he also had the intention of seeing it with his own eyes... He wanted to see how many people supported him, and on the other hand, he wanted to see which show he could perform.
The result made him terrified. It was not that he was frightened by Hu Zongxian's miserable appearance. But he never expected that almost all the eighteen yamen in the capital were found. Although death was the most important thing and the presence of officials did not mean that they supported Shen Mo. But at least it shows that his influence was so great that all parties would give him three points of face and would not be willing to offend him.
Before this day, Zhang Juzheng had an illusion that although silence is stronger than himself, he is stronger in the southeast. In the Beijing court, he does not have much advantage over himself. After all, he has reached three subjects earlier than him, and he is still the successor trained by Lao Bei with all his strength. Even if his achievements are not as good as him, he is always better than him in terms of connections.
So even if the strategy is discovered and countered by the opponent, the situation is passive. He did not lose confidence, but became more and more courageous, and tried his best to pull the situation back: he believed that even if Hu Zongxian was dead, with the Ministry of Justice and Dali Temple on his side, he could still show his crimes and bad deeds to the world, nail his body to the pillar of shame. As long as Hu Zongxian was criticized and criticized, his reputation would not be affected. In this way, as long as the censors were sent to bomb repeatedly, it would not be difficult to drive him out of the cabinet. As long as he left the cabinet silently, he would have the confidence to make him never come back!
So he first persuaded Feng Bao and asked the emperor to give the case to the Ministry of Justice for trial. Although he added Dali Temple, Yang Yushu of Dali Temple was his same year and had no effect.
In addition, he also used extremely powerful means to regroup the team of censors who were trapped in chaos, so that they could be united in the guns. In this way, as long as the opponent gave a little chance, he could launch an endless impeachment offensive. Even if he didn't give a chance, he could rely on the censors to attack, and make the opponent very big and reveal his flaws!
While preparing in full swing, he did not relax his vigilance against abnormal phenomena. When he keenly realized that "there was a trend of "there was a myth of Hu Zongxian in the capital, he decisively asked the inspector and the prefect of Shuntian to find a large group of idle people and rogues, and made countless jokes with the core of "good sè, embezzlement, communicated with Japanese people, strictly enforced edicts, and made up imperial edicts, and specialized in smearing Hu Zongxian. The effect was indeed good...
All efforts have seen results, and the situation is developing gradually. Zhang Juzheng's confidence has gradually become stronger. He believes that he will definitely win this peak battle!
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The better the person is, the more proud he is. The more proud he is, the harder he is to recognize the reality. Especially your opponent, who is obviously very strong, but he is only willing to show one point. He can reduce ten times with one force, but he is still like a few years. He pinchs the needle without fireworks. No matter how bright your tricks are, he will be blinded by him.
Zhang Juzheng is the kind of excellent and proud person. Unfortunately, he met such a bastard. It can only be said that he met someone wrong and was destined to be a white tiger...
All illusions are ruthlessly pierced today, under Yongding Mén. The junior brother who came in white clothes and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood was actually a giant hidden under the water. Once it was revealed, his huge figure would cover the sky and the sun, which was intimidating. Compared with him, he was so weak and powerless...
When all the officials from major yamen arrived, the people would no longer believe in all his slander against Hu Zongxian. Just one sentence: "If you really are such a person," wouldn't the adults in the capital be blind? It would leave his people speechless.
When Hu Zongxian's terrible body was visible to everyone and was injured by the various things, his attempt to convict Hu Zongxian could not be realized. In the traditional Chinese thinking, death is the greatest, and any sin will be forgiven. "What's more, death is like this? If anyone still wants to hold on, no one will be tempted and will be attacked by groups.
What's more, the old guy Yang Bo openly stood up to support him. Will he risk the possibility of offending them and then make a fuss about Hu Zongxian?
His hard work and military plan made Chen Si seem to be unintentionally resolved. But as long as the officials who have experienced that scene can feel how amazing the energy contained in it is! This recognition made Zhang Juzheng feel cold all over. He finally realized how ridiculous it was that he was obsessed with fighting wits and courage with Chen Si. I am afraid that his efforts to deal with the moves will be a fun game in the eyes of others.
If this is true, "helping himself surpass the bottom line this time is asking for death. He now believes that he annoyed silence this time, and he used all his strength" is not something he can bear at all.
Before he knew it, he was already sweating heavily, and when the north wind blew, he couldn't help but shiver.
The scene before Yongding mén made Zhang Juzheng realize that with the silence of the red blood, he was at an absolute disadvantage in morality, public opinion, and support. If he continues to play like this, he will definitely be played to death... It is a stupid stubbornness to do it even though he knows that he cannot do it. A true wise man knows how to advance, retreat, and stretch.
The fierce fighting spirit was like rolling soup and pouring snow, and it turned into nothing in a blink of an eye. He no longer hoped to win. Now he was thinking about protecting himself and not being overwhelmed by the wind he had set himself on. It was the most realistic goal. "If you break, you break it." This was his idea in the sedan chair, and he said to Li Chunfang: "When you break it, you will suffer it! There are not many madmen like Hu Zongxian. Under the three trees, Wanlun will inevitably bite Wang Tingxiang, and Wang Tingxiang will inevitably bite you and me. Public opinion trend has been completed. At that time, only he needs a confession. "We will be reduced to the point of thousands of men, and guarding the border for three thousand miles is light!"
Li Chunfang was frightened and changed her face and said, "No, Wang Tingxiang agreed to keep it secret."
"If he is really determined, why did he ask to see the master the day before yesterday?" Zhang Juzheng said coldly: "If others don't care for themselves, they will be punished by heaven and earth, and they will still expect others to sacrifice themselves for you? Go and dream!"
Li Chunfang was persuaded and began to consider actual actions. He thought for a moment: "It's not difficult to find someone to silence him." But the consequences are too serious..."
"You won't catch them according to the rules!" Zhang Juzheng said firmly: "If they can commit suicide, you can't let them commit suicide in prison!"
"You said Hu Zongxian committed suicide?" Li Chunfang's voice trembled.
"Otherwise, it would not be so coincidental!" Zhang Juzheng sneered and said, "It's good to commit suicide, it's clean and convenient, and there's no future troubles." He said, "It's not just the two in prison, but also Wang Tingxiang, let's commit suicide together. The imperial censor actually colluded with the Dongchang. It's a shame to live, and it's only when he dies to be free!"
Li Chunfang stared at Zhang Juzheng with wide eyes, as if his classmate had been more than 20 years ago, he had seen clearly what a cruel horn...
“三个涉案官员自杀”,张居正没察觉到李chun芳面sè有异,犹在自顾自道:“谁还好意思再追查下去,这个案子就只能不了了之了,这是眼下唯一的出路!”说着一把抓住李chun芳的手,恶狠狠道:“这次不要再搞砸了,否则就等着完蛋吧!”
Li Chunfang was so painful that he clenched. He quickly nodded and said, "I understand." "Hmph." Zhang Juzheng then shook his hand away and strode forward.
望着他远去的背影,李chun芳眼中寒芒一闪,便恢复了那副温吞吞的老好人的表情”自言自语道:“年纪轻轻竟然吐血了,看来是病的不轻,过午得去探视一下.”
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When he went to the Ministry of Justice, he was imprisoned with serious prisoners who were cheating, murdering, robbing, and forced prisoners, but they were no different from those in general provincial and prefectures, but they were much larger in scale.
In the deepest part of the ground, there were not prisoners, but four tough prisoners living. The four were drinking around the table, and they were talking in a low voice: "I'm here today..."
"But that Censor?" asked one person.
"What is the rare thing about the Chief Censor? The Chief Censor has also come to live." Another person said, "I heard that the other one is the head of the Dongchang."
"Really or not?" The other few said unbelievable: "They have their own prisons, and it's not our turn to take charge of the Ministry of Justice if they make a mistake."
"Don't you know?" The man smiled proudly and said, "I'm afraid even the factory supervisor will be involved in this major case. How can he send the criminal to the east factory..."
He was talking in a daze, but suddenly he found that his companions stopped talking. He thought it was not good. He quickly looked back and found that it was an old man who delivered the meal. It turned out to be a false alarm.
"Cào your mother, old man." He laughed and cursed: "If you don't make a sound in the aisle, you will scare me to death."
The old grandson smiled humbly and said, "I'll go to Dahuan next time."
"Cào your mother." The jailer cursed, and opened the prison with the key and asked, "By the way." Isn't the king's cripple coming today?"
"If he has something to do at home, let me take care of it all day." Old Sun came in with two wooden barrels.
Another jailer walked to the middle of the prison room and raised a heavy iron mén with a winch. With the harsh sound of "rattle, harrowing sound, a dungeon mouth that was radiant and shining and cold appeared in front of everyone.
"Who goes down to go?" The four jailers then punched the fist, and in the end, two lost people, carrying lanterns and cursing, led the old Sun who was delivering food to the dungeon.
"Come back and open the card!" The person above instructed him and slowly closed the prison.
As the big iron mén was re-tucked, the mouth of the dungeon became much darker, and only the light of the torch could be seen light up.
"What the hell is it..." The prison guard cursed and held the wall, lit the torch on the wall." It was only lit up in the dungeon.
Chapter completed!