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Although the old party whispered that Chen Juncong was like a mad dog biting everyone, but within a few days, he really ran around the court to find out the mastermind behind it.At the same time, the old party suddenly fell silent and became worried.

Because the driving force behind it was Zheng Chuiying, a student of Zaizhi Liu Hanqiu.

Instead of clarity, the water got deeper and murkier.

On the same day, Pei Lian followed the people from the Ministry of Punishment to the Guozijian to arrest him.After searching for a while, the original text of "On the Suffering People" was stored in the hollowed-out porcelain pillow.After careful cross-examination, the confessions of the Guozijian students all point to Zheng Chuiying.Drought rumors came from him first.If Chen Juncong really wanted to find the murderer who killed Meng Ruanqing, it would be this one.

When Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs went to Zhazi on the same day to explain the rumor mastermind and demanded that Zheng Chuiying be severely punished, the court was in an uproar.Liu Hanqiu's face was startled and then furious.

The students who put their heart and soul into teaching have the most trustworthy conduct.How can you do such a dirty thing?

Liu Hanqiu couldn't figure it out, subconsciously felt that Chen Juncong was crazy enough to bite the Imperial College, and Hu Banbie said solemnly in the leather belt: "Zheng Chuiying is in the Imperial College, and everyone praises him for his style or talent, so he can't do this. I ask the officials to allow me to visit Zheng Chuiying."

"It's a bit selfish to be a guarantor for one's own students. Doesn't Mr. Xiang think that being tortured by subordinate officials is a trick?"

Zhang Wenyu flicked his sleeves, not happy.The person was locked in his place, waiting to sort out the files and add numbers to the files.Liu Hanqiu must go to Dali Temple if he wants to meet people.

According to the laws of the Heng Dynasty, Zheng Chuiying indirectly killed Meng Ruanqing, the deputy envoy of the third department, and also instigated the opposition between the government and the people. The government was unstable, so he would be exiled to Danzhou.

Danzhou is mostly an uncivilized and poor place.Apart from these, it is far away from the capital geographically.If an official is relegated to this place, it means that there is no hope of promotion and he will be trapped forever.

Liu Hanqiu responded with ease, "I have been a teacher and student with him for many years, and now that he has committed a crime, we should meet up because of love. If it was really what he did, I have nothing to say."

Everyone looked at me and looked at you. Finally, they couldn't help but glanced at Zhao Yanchen, who was unusually quiet, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Actually, so what if Zhao Yanchen wanted to speak out?Ever since Song Yiqing came back from the border, she has made meritorious service, and almost gave her life.The officials promoted him to Yushi Zhongcheng.However, Zhao Yanchen was also promoted to Doctor Yushi because of his meritorious service.

Zhao Yanchen gripped the wat board tightly, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

On the surface, he has been promoted, but who doesn't know that the imperial historian of this dynasty exists in name only?To put it bluntly, it is the commander-in-chief Yushitai, but to put it bluntly, it is an empty vase, the marionette of Yushi Zhongcheng!

Because he was still ill, the official's face was pale, and he was much thinner than the previous year.In less than a year, before he was too old to be confused, there were many gray hairs on his temples, making him look a lot older.

He bypassed the people who were arguing, and asked Chen Juncong, who was in charge of investigating the matter: "What do you think, Chen Qing?"

Chen Juncong stood upright with his head bowed, probably due to the exhaustion of running around for the past few days, the leather belt around his waist was visibly loosened a little.Hearing this, he lifted the hem of his clothes without hesitation and touched his head to the ground, his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"My lord, please behead Zheng Chuiying!"

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, he and Meng Ruanqing had the best friendship and contributed a lot to this matter.Now that he wants Zheng Chuying to die, it seems that he has personal resentment.

Frightened, Lu Shijue quickly stepped out of the line, eager to remonstrate, "Officials are not allowed. Not to mention that the case of Zheng Chuiying has not yet been concluded, and there is an ancestor's precept not to kill literati. Zheng Chuiying should not be afraid, just I'm afraid I won't be able to stop the mouths of the students all over the world, and it will chill the hearts of the court officials!"

After a moment of chaos, the hall returned to silence.Chen Juncong did not argue, but still knelt with his head on the ground.This is determined to put Zheng Chuying to death.

It's ridiculous that Zheng Chuiying didn't enter the court, but he messed up the court with his own strength.The old party wanted to protect him, and the new party wanted his life.The purpose of both sides is not very pure.

"retrial."

The officials didn't seem to hear what was said on both sides, and made a decision on their own as soon as the conversation changed.

Pei Lian quickly understood that this was the right time.Just as he was about to introduce himself, his father who was standing obliquely in front grabbed his sleeve and forcibly pulled him back.

Pei Yanfu's face was gloomy, and he made a mouth shape.

impetuous!

Even if the officials said that there would be a retrial, it would not be his son's turn.The third department has already grasped enough power, and the finance alone has tightened the lifeblood of Hengchao, and it is absolutely impossible to reach out to the laws and regulations.Anyone present can come forward, only people from the third division can't.

Although Pei Yanfu reacted quickly enough and the official was in the upper seat, he still noticed the following.There was suspicion and coldness in his gaze.

Song Yiqing sighed inwardly, straightened out her scarlet official uniform, and compared to the impatience of the others, she seemed to speak casually.

"The minister is willing to contribute."

Gu Huaibi immediately retorted sternly, "How could this be so!"

After a pause, he realized that he was too excited, and said slowly: "Song Yushi's self-recommendation is inherently reasonable. The joint trial of the three divisions has been the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Yushitai since ancient times. But the secretary of the Dali Temple is Zhang Wenyu. Being involved in the unknown, Song Yushi is even friends with Pei Sansi and Chen Fushi. Even if there is a retrial, the candidate should always avoid suspicion."

Zheng Chuiying has been arguing for an hour.Chang Chao didn't do anything well, all wasted in the verbal dispute.Tired and irritable, the officials finally lost their temper.

"Otherwise?" The official said indifferently: "Let your secretary save the interrogation?!"

This was a bit harsh, and there was no reason for the anger.Gu Huaibi silently swallowed his grievances and stepped aside.But besides the grievance, there is also disappointment.

Heng Chao paid attention to interrogating people to avoid suspicion, and finally won a retrial, which was a joint trial among the three divisions. The results were all members of the New Party, and the results of the trial could be guessed with closed eyes.

The officials are blatantly protecting the new party!

Zhang Wenyu has never been so busy.Hu Zaixue of Ningzhou Flood and Zhou Rong of Yuguan are now going to try Zheng Chuiying again.He has to be busy every day until Zishi to rest, and Yinshi has to get up and go to court again.I only slept for an hour or two, and I felt top-heavy when walking during the day.

On the second day, Zheng Chuiying was going to be interrogated by the three divisions, and in the evening he was still writing Hu Zaixue's dossier.

Falsely reporting grain storage, forcing people to borrow official money, and raising grain prices.These were done by Hu Zaixue, but it was Lu Ziming's idea.The general judgment sent by the imperial court to inspect Zhizhou was mixed up.

A few days ago, the Lu family in Ningzhou went to the capital to participate in a copy of Chen Juncong and Zhang Wenyu.Four or five letters in a row were stopped by Song Yiqing who was at Yushitai.

Unconvinced, Mr. Lu was eager to save his son, so he went to knock on the imperial door to call for grievances.The ending can be imagined, the officials were alarmed and nothing happened, and he was even accused of conniving and protecting the parents and children, which was an inexcusable crime.After a slap in the face, Mr. Lu's ancestral Conglong Zhigong couldn't protect him. He was stripped of his title on the spot, his family property was confiscated, and he was hit with [-] boards.

Zhang Wenyu put the last touch on the dossier, secretly scolding the Lu family as idiots.

Officials want to be benevolent monarchs, and benevolent monarchs should put the people first.The flood in Ningzhou has affected so many people, and it is just a slap in the face of the officials. Whoever touches this case will die.

As soon as the file was closed, someone came in to report.

"My lord, Xiang Liu is here."

Zhang Wenyu rubbed his dark circles, threw the file to the edge of the desk, and said irritably, "Got it."

He regretted it now, if he knew that he had listened to his father back then, An Sheng would not interfere with anything when he entered the Secretary's Department.If it continues like this, sooner or later he will give his life to Dali Temple.

While the prison torches were shaking, the sound of the chains was very clear.The yamen servant dropped the big lock in the innermost room and stood aside holding a torch.

Zhang Wenyu stood in his official uniform with his sleeves folded, yawned and smiled perfunctorily at Liu Hanqiu.

"Liu Xiang must hurry up, it should not exceed a quarter of an hour."

After speaking, he waved to the yamen servant and all exited the cell.

According to the rules, Zheng Chui's crimes are enough for him to stay in the most strictly guarded cell.Although he is Liu Xiang's student, he still doesn't get much care.The cell was dark and damp, and there was the sound of mice burrowing into the haystack, as well as an unspeakable strange smell.

Zheng Chuiying did not sleep on the haystack, his appearance was still as neat as when he was captured, and his hair was not messed up.Studying books for many years made him unwilling to be as dirty and messy as those prisoners.

The food brought in by the yamen servants is always rancid and sour.Zheng Chuiying didn't touch it, his face was pale, and he was trembling standing there.

Hearing the movement, he turned around and saw Liu Hanqiu, his eyes were red and he choked up.

"teacher……"

He opened his mouth, but the two words were blocked in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Liu Hanqiu was expressionless, and only asked, "Did you do it?"

No one answered him, but Zheng Chuiying bowed his head silently, not daring to meet his eyes, the answer was obvious.

Liu Hanqiu raised his head with his arms hanging by his sides, closed his eyes and let out a sigh.The deep disappointment was all in the silence, and it took a long time before he turned around and said: "Dingxuan, I once taught you 'look up to the sky, and bow down to the ground'..."

The rest of the words all disappeared.

The student he was most proud of did something that no literati would be ashamed of.

Zheng Chuiying panicked, staggered to catch up with the teacher's back, and made a sound in fear.

"Teacher... the students didn't intend to kill Deputy Envoy Meng. I, I just feel sorry for the teacher!"

After speaking, he grabbed the other party's sleeve and knelt on the ground, the literati's shirt was covered with dust, and his words became more and more fierce and angry.

"You have devoted yourself to Daheng for many years, but your weight in the hearts of officials is not as high as that of Pei Lian and other younger generations. Since the reform, you have retreated every step of the way and have been suppressed by the new party everywhere. You are the prime minister, how can you suffer such humiliation!"

He started the rumors, but he really didn't want to kill Meng Ruanqing.Zheng Chuiying could endure starvation in a prison cell, and any torture in Dali Temple.But his disillusionment and disappointment of his teacher's expectations were terribly frightening.

He hated, hated that he was just a student of the Imperial College; he hated, hated that the new party was so unscrupulous; he even hated that officials were easily blinded.

The sense of powerlessness slowly engulfed the whole body. Facing the obsessed student, Liu Hanqiu suddenly smiled, "If a gentleman takes something far away, he must treat it; if he wants something big, he must endure it. I never asked you Share my worries and work for me, and I don't ask you to be high-ranking, but I ask you to be as magnanimous as a rock."

Zheng Chuiying's eyes widened, and he held the hem of the clothes in his hand tightly as if he wanted to foresee something, tears fell down involuntarily.

"teacher……"

Liu Hanqiu raised his hand to caress his coiled hair, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that Chen Juncong will let you die? No, no..."

He stared at the other person's trembling body, eyes full of fear, and said calmly and softly: "Dingxuan, the teacher will not let you die even if you resign."

"Teacher! Ding Xuan was wrong!"

The hem of the clothes in his hand was forcibly pulled out, and the cell door was locked again with iron chains by the yamen guard who came in at a pinch.Zheng Chuiying clawed at the gap between the bars of the cell and stretched out his hand to catch the figure of the teacher, but every time he failed.

He didn't know that he would implicate the teacher.This is worse than Ling Chi.

Zhang Wenyu stood at the end of the cell with his hands behind his back, listening to the voice of ghosts crying and howling wolves, Liu Hanqiu said his last words to Zheng Chuiying.

"In the future, we will never see each other again. Danzhou is far away, so take care."

All Liu Hanqiu can do is try his best to keep Zheng Chuiying's life.

Zheng Chuiying seemed to be crazy.

On the day of the interrogation by the third division, everyone asked him what he asked, but they ignored him, and just murmured words that no one could understand.

The result of the trial was not suspenseful, but it was stuck on how to sentence.In the final analysis, this matter has been out of the control of Dali Temple, and it cannot be decided by Zhang Wenyu alone.

In the old party's ancestral motto of "don't kill literati", Liu Hanqiu only quietly submitted a letter of resignation, which was mixed with Chen Juncong's letter asking to behead Zheng Chuiying on the official table.

After leaving the palace gate, Song Yiqing said with regret: "From the very beginning, the government didn't want Zheng Chuiying to die. What he wanted to protect was not the New Party at all."

When the officials said that there would be a joint trial by the three divisions, he saw through it.But even if you have seen it through, you have stepped forward to fight for it, and there is nothing you can do if you fail.After all, the arms can't twist the thighs.

When Pei Lian closed his eyes, he saw Chen Juncong's crazy appearance that day. The sky was cloudy, as if covered with a layer of veil.

"Go and pay homage to Yizhi," he said.

Song Yiqing was a little surprised and reminded, "Yesterday, the Meng family arrived and brought the coffin tablets back to their hometown, saying that the fallen leaves will return to their roots. Where will you and I pay homage?"

From the evening of the day Liu Hanqiu was about to resign, Chen Juncong was secretly ordered into the Nuan Pavilion.He respectfully met the ceremony, and listened to the official's earnest persuasion without raising his head.

"Chen Qing, I know that you have a very close personal relationship with Meng Ruanqing. Zheng Chuiying's methods are indeed a bit sleazy. You want him to die, I understand."

A wooden chair was brought to Xiaohuangmen, but Chen Juncong didn't sit down, and looked straight at the official's house with a calm expression.

Even in late autumn, the warm pavilion is still as comfortable as spring.Sitting on a soft cushion, the official was dressed in a dark purple round neck and was approachable, and the candlelight gave birth to a little gentleness.

After writing down the words of refusal with a cinnabar pen on Liu Hanqiu's letter of resignation, he continued: "There is the ancestor's precept of 'not killing literati' first, and the ministers objected later. As Lu Zhongshu said, I really cannot violate the ancestor's precept It set a precedent and chilled the hearts of literati such as Guozijian."

After speaking, the silence in the warm pavilion made people feel flustered.

With overwhelming anger and injustice welling up in his heart, Chen Juncong fixedly looked at the emperor he was loyal to, his tone almost questioning.

"Is the official unable or unwilling?"

In fact, it was clear from the beginning of the court debate.The officials are afraid that the new party will control the government in the future, and they are afraid that they will become powerful officials like the former Zhao Shou.So he refused to let Zheng Chuiying die, just to appease the old party and maintain the situation where the old and new parties competed.If it is said that the officials hesitated before the trial of the Third Division, Liu Hanqiu's letter of resignation strengthened his determination.

Liu Hanqiu is the backbone of the old party and must keep Zheng Chuiying's life as a bargaining chip to keep him.The official emperor's technique is perfect, but what about his Brother Heng?He deserved to die in humiliation. Would he still be humiliated like that after death? !

Knowing that it was the unshakable south wall, Chen Juncong still bumped into it. Only when it hurt did he realize how stupid he was.

Zhazi was thrown on the table, and the good words failed, but let the other party make an inch. The official lost his patience and said in a deep voice: "Chen Juncong, you are overstepping the rules."

"The minister is willing to exchange Zheng Chuiying's death with his official position!"

There was no fear in Chen Juncong's eyes, what he had was the idea of ​​doing everything he could to achieve his goal.

The indifference and anger were well concealed under the face. The official stood up and walked in front of Chen Juncong, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Why is Chen Qing here? I still need a capable person like you to help the community. I An imperial edict has been drawn up to exile Zheng Chuiying to Danzhou. After all, Meng Ruanqing died for reforming the system, so he was posthumously named Taifu. It is a great honor for a Taifu who has not yet reached his thirties."

Yes, what an honor to be a Tutor who is only six out of twenty.How kind and fair the officials are.What's not to like?

Chen Juncong couldn't help laughing, his eyes were red, he knelt at the feet of the official's house, and shouted infinitely sadly, "I thank the official's family for your kindness!"

The door of the Nuan Pavilion slowly opened, Xiao Liu'er stood on the stone steps and watched Fushi Chen staggering away, after all, he couldn't bear to look away.

There are no stars in the sky, and the huge Miyagi is quiet.Chen Juncong walked on the gold bricks alone.A ferocious and meandering lightning pierced the sky, and the "rumbling" thunder was deafening.He raised his head with a stiff neck, and was caught by the big raindrops.

Chen Juncong stared at the night illuminated by lightning in desperation, until the raindrops became more and more dense, and finally poured down.The hair was dripping with water, the official clothes were all wet, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in water.

It has rained in Huaijing, which has been drought for nearly two years.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He smiled and bent down to support his knees, raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face and continued walking forward.Tears couldn't stop overflowing his eyes, and he kept murmuring madly.

"I thank the officials for their kindness..."

When Meng Ruanqing died, he never cried when mourning.At this time, I just feel ridiculous.But the laughter gradually turned into choked crying, and the tears mixed with the rain blurred his vision.

The imperial guard guarding the gate of the palace watched in amazement as the Deputy Envoy of the Third Division walked out step by step, crying and laughing, and didn't care that he was completely soaked.

Just because of a rain, he will never see Brother Heng again.

Chen Juncong stretched out his hand and still couldn't hold back the torrential rain. He went to the street and heard people cheering for the rain, and saw the people open the doors and windows to catch the rain.

No one cares about the dead Meng Ruanqing.

When Pei Lian followed Chen Bo along the imperial road to find someone, he saw Chen Juncong crying hoarsely with a smile on his face.

"Chen... Thank you for your kindness..."