After the six yamen led their troops to besiege the Five Cities Military and Horse Division three days ago, the two yamen took action again at the entrance of Dali Temple.

Although there are only five or six people in Liumen, with the addition of Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing, the more than 30 people from the Wucheng Army and Horse Division are no match at all. Even Niu Dafu was impressed and picked a relatively thin opponent.

He used his huge body to press him to the ground and repaired him fiercely.

Ding Yi stood aside and did not take action.

He used to be a Jianghu person, so he did not participate in this kind of meaningless fights and vicious fights.

Of course Zhuge Xianyu would not take action. After all, he is an official from the fourth rank. You, a commander of the Five Cities Army and Horses Division, are only from the sixth rank. If you do it yourself, wouldn't you lose your status? Feng Qianjin is not so lucky.

, this conflict started because of Fan Zhao, and the two of them were vengeful people. Unknowingly, they had been punched more than a dozen times, with bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and bloody heads. However, they were very measured and only injured their flesh. Although it looked like

He looked embarrassed but not seriously injured.

Feng Qianjin felt angry in her heart.

He knew what level he was at, but he couldn't swallow this breath. The Clay Bodhisattva still had three points of fire nature, not to mention the majestic commander of the Five Cities Army and Horses Division. If he lost the battle, how could he survive in the capital in the future?

Naturally, he wouldn't be able to gain any advantage by fighting with a half-official, half-charlatan like Liumen, but he just couldn't swallow it. What's more, this matter also involved a money consort. It didn't matter if he lost, but he lost the fight.

If you touch the face of the Prince Consort, you will be in trouble.

However, if you are determined to kill the enemy, you will be unable to save yourself.

He brought a lot of people with him, but they were all idiots, especially Commander Liu, who usually talked arrogantly, but now he was pressed to the ground and rubbed. When he looked up, he saw Eunuch Chen's carriage, parked on the roadside, with a curtain

He lifted up a corner and seemed to be stopping to watch.

Thinking of the previous fight between the two yamen, he was the one who came to make peace, so he shouted: "Eunuch Chen, help me!"

"drive!"

The curtain was lowered and the carriage slowly left.

Next to the Dali Temple is the Metropolitan Procuratorate. At noon, a group of censors had finished their meeting and were about to go out for lunch. They witnessed this grand occasion. These people usually cause trouble everywhere and stare at the various yamen. The ministers are not

After all, even the ministers were disheveled, or even a certain prince built a hut in the wrong location, and they all wanted to submit a book to read it. Now that there is such good material, how could they miss it, so they all stopped and started reading.

The scene looked extremely funny.

People from the two yamen were fighting fiercely, and a group of spectators were gesticulating.

"It's the end of the month soon. He Yushi, have you completed the impeachment target for this month? The fight between the Six Gates and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is enough for us to write for a while."

That Yushi He was quite arrogant. He said casually: "At the beginning of the year, I set a rule for myself. I will no longer impeach officials below the third rank. If I want to impeach, I must also impeach six ministers, cabinet bachelors or frontier officials.

.What’s good to join in the yamen below the fifth rank?”

The man from before laughed and said: "That's because He Yushi is one of the three great public commentators in the Ming Dynasty. Not long ago, he wrote the poem "Zhao Huan, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Jiaozi Wufangshu", which is eloquent and eloquent, with three thousand words, each word is pearl.

It is so inspiring that the people below are astonished and ashamed. I have to say that this is a talent. You are also a Jinshi in the second list, why are you so outstanding?"

He Yushi chuckled, "What kind of talent do you have? I just used the time that others spent drinking tea and visiting brothels to write the impeachment memorial. The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Zhao Shangshu's expression of impeachment,

It is also an argument that I found out by quoting scriptures and rummaging through boxes and cabinets. It can be said to be my proud work in recent years! It must have been handed over to Long Shu’s desk at this moment. Not to mention, using Chengxintang’s paper, my writing is like diarrhea, and I am writing.

Like a fountain."

"If Zhao Shangshu can be defeated, then the name of the chief spokesman of the Ming Dynasty is none other than He Yushi. Hey, isn't this fighter Zhao Xing, the son of Zhao Shangshu? I heard that he is being tried in front of the court today. How come?

Is the fight starting again now?”

At this time, a short, skinny censor who looked out of place among the censors suddenly said: "I heard that Brother He was instigated by someone to impeach Shangshu Zhao. There is a non-profit organization in Beijing.

Is there a reason for your huge sum of money?"

He Yushi's face darkened, "I am impeaching Zhao Huan out of pure justice. Brother Qin said this, maybe he has other motives?"

Soon, the outcome of the two yamen was decided.

The six gates defeated the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division with five against thirty. When they stopped, the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division were lying on the ground. Feng Qianjin was even worse. He was beaten into a pig head and his words were leaked.

But he refused to give up, "Zhuge Xianyu, today's revenge, the army and horse commander will repay him twice as much."

Zhuge Xianyu said leisurely: "Litigation is not good, fighting is not good, fighting is not good, the only thing you soldiers and horses have is to cry, make trouble, and hang yourself."

After that, he led everyone away.

Upon seeing this, a censor from the Metropolitan Procuratorate said, "I suddenly feel sick to my stomach. Colleagues, please go have a meal first. I will be there later."

"I suddenly felt sick to my stomach too. Let's go together."

"I'm not hungry anymore!"

Being a censor is not an easy job. The assessment of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is extremely strict. There are ten impeachment tasks every month. There are only so many officials in the capital. Serious writing will offend people, and light writing will affect the official career. It is not easy now.

After getting a piece of material, how could they miss this opportunity? Everyone didn't eat anything and went back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate one after another, polished their pens and ink, and prepared to carry out the most profound attack on these two yamen!

How unbecoming it would be for two major yamen to fight in the street!

Where is the face of the imperial court?

Just when everyone was gearing up, the thin Qin Yushi from before did not follow suit. He returned to his home not far from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. This small courtyard was not big, and it was the only one he had purchased in the twenty years he had been an official in Beijing.

industry.

Qin Yushi took a shower and changed clothes, lit a burner of sandalwood in the study, took out a Duan inkstone from the cabinet, and took out the ink ingot that had been treasured for many years. With a solemn expression on his face, he started grinding the ink carefully. This piece of ink was from when he entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

, a gift from his mentor, the pine smoke ink of Li Tinggui of the Southern Tang Dynasty. After grinding it, the room was filled with fragrance in an instant. He took the title book and wrote a line of words.

It is this memorial that is about to kick off a political storm between the DPRK and China.

…

Xiyuan.

Inside the palace, the fragrance lingers.

A middle-aged man wearing a goose-yellow Taoist crown and a white Taoist robe sat quietly in front of the couch. Chen Quan, the director of rituals, carefully bent his body and reported the scene he saw at the entrance of Dali Temple to the middle-aged man.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man asked: "That's all?"

Chen Quan said: "Although they are just two small yamen, it is indecent to fight in the street, especially when Zhao Shangshu's son is also involved. Now the Northern Zhou Dynasty envoy is in Beijing. If the news spreads, I am afraid it will harm the national system."

The middle-aged man said, "I heard that you saw a lot of excitement at the door, didn't you?"

When Chen Quan heard this, his heart tightened. Although the Emperor of Ming Dynasty in front of him did not leave home, he had many informants in the capital. Needless to say, the Jin Yiwei people had already informed him of this matter. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Slave

guilty!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you guilty of?"

Chen Quan said: "Slaves should not discuss government affairs arbitrarily."

"Get up, you are here to listen to this matter on my behalf. If you express your position easily, some people may misunderstand that it is my intention, so don't worry. Recently, Taiping's hand has been stretched a bit too long, and he has even interfered with the affairs of the Ministry of Justice, so he should take some action.

I’ve taught you a lesson. Prepare a verbal edict and give instructions to the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of War. I wonder what they will do.”

"Those two ministers are both officials and they are very shrewd."

The middle-aged man stood up and walked slowly in the room. Every step he took, Chen Quan followed closely behind him. He suddenly stopped and Chen Quan almost bumped into him.

"Forget it, I don't care about this matter. Let Jin Yiwei investigate."

He felt that his body was a little hot, so he raised his hand. Chen Quan even took out a red pill before going to the case and handed it over. The pill was as big as a pigeon egg, crystal clear and fragrant. The middle-aged man put the pill in his hand.

, looked at it carefully and said: "This is the latest product made by Taiping Taoist Temple. Although it is not the elixir of eternal bliss, it has the effect of prolonging life. I will reward you."

Chen Quan quickly knelt down and thanked him, and was so moved that he shed tears, "Being able to receive His Majesty's grace is a blessing that I have cultivated for three lifetimes." After saying that, he took the elixir, and the middle-aged man said, "Don't take it dry.

Ah, go down and remember to go back and drink some warm wine."

…

When he got home, Niu Dafu lit the brazier and asked Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xingmai to go over, saying they were going to get rid of bad luck.

Li Qingniu was sitting in the yard basking in the sun. When he saw the two of them, he raised his head and squinted his eyes again.

Fan Xiaodao was furious when he saw him like this, "Young master, I was framed and sentenced to prison for three days. Now that I'm back, you don't greet me, just serve tea and water, and don't even fart?"

"

Hearing this, Li Qingniu raised his buttocks and farted.

"Why, after not seeing each other for a few days, your wings are stiff? The young master can't speak well anymore?"

Li Qingniu said: "Master Fan, I see that your face is glowing and your complexion is rosy. You haven't seen me for three days and you have gained a lot of weight. It seems that the food in the prison is good. It is indeed the largest prison in the world."

Hearing this, Fan Xiaodao said, "I'm quite familiar with the cell leader inside, Liu Yishou, how about you go in and stay there for a few days?"

Li Qingniu jumped up, "I don't think it's necessary."

Li Qingniu turned around and entered the room, and walked out after a while, holding a cloth bag in his hand, with a proud look on his face, "Now let me solemnly introduce to you, from today on, I, Li Qingniu, officially become a bag disciple of the Beijing branch of the Beggar Clan.

.”

The three people were shocked: "What?"

"You heard that right. I haven't been at home very much lately, just working on this."

"If you want food, you have to eat. Why should you join a club?"

Li Qingniu said: "The elder of the Beggar Clan has a lot of connections in the capital. When I went out to beg for food not long ago, something happened to him and he was tortured by a few gangsters. How can we, chivalrous people, just sit idly by and ignore him?

So I beat those people away three times, five divided by two, and got acquainted with Elder Quan. After his introduction, I officially joined the Beggar Clan and became a disciple of the Beggar Clan."

Fan Xiaodao said: "Then what are your plans in the future?"

Li Qingniu said, "The three of you are all serving as servants in the government. I am too young to sit around at home doing nothing. After joining the Beggar Clan, I will devote myself to improving the unfair treatment meted out to the members of the Beggar Clan in the capital, and for the sake of all my disciples."

For the sake of welfare, we severely condemn the actions of stigmatizing beggars!”

Li Qingniu became more and more excited as he talked, as if he was undertaking a great undertaking.

Zhao Xing saw him like this and asked Fan Xiaodao, "What's wrong with him?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "I guess something went wrong."

"What should we do?"
Chapter completed!