First Prince of Ming Dynasty

The hall was silent and oppressive. No one followed Chen Mingjie's explanation. This was also a form of expression and oppression. As an official of the Ministry of Punishment, was there really nothing he could do in his yamen?

Chen Mingjie naturally understood, but he neither continued to explain nor committed the crime under pressure, just like he just responded to Chen Ning's words, he is a minister of the court's minister, not a running dog of the prime minister.

It is one thing to be willing to respect Hu Weiyong on weekdays, but it is another thing to really obey Hu Weiyong regardless of his wealth and life. Your own pawn crossing the river.

Tu Jie got up and sighed: "Even if it takes a day or two?"

"Your Highness is paying attention, and you can't delay for a moment."

"Hey, since Brother Chen stays here, I'll take my leave."

Chen Mingjie didn't answer, picked up the teacup without saying a word, and Tu Jie gave a wry smile, stealing chickens won't make a fortune, the matter was not done well, and instead he offended the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment.

Chen Ning was naturally unwilling, but he was still dragged away by Tu Jie. It is useless to talk about the matter now, so he should hurry up and report to the prime minister that he is serious, and what can be done by running wild here like a rascal?

After the two of them left, Chen Mingjie put down the teacup heavily, with a sullen expression on his face, this Chen Ning really didn't know what to say, he killed his parents and children, he hated the sage, and he was desperate to cling to the prime minister. You go all the way to die?

After losing his composure for only a moment, Chen Mingjie calmed down and had to start thinking about the next thing. All kinds of reasons and difficulties came down to not doing things.

If this is the case, there will be backlash, otherwise, in the future, everyone will be able to find reasons to evade, how to manage this team, no matter whether Hu Xiang is really considerate or not, he will never be merciful when he should strike or beat.

But there is no need to be too nervous, after all, a dignified official of the Ministry of Punishment can stand up and speak up in front of the emperor, even if it is the prime minister, it is impossible to dismiss it easily.

Several nephews in the Ministry of Punishment should be transferred or sent to local offices as soon as possible, and the accumulation of some cases should be cleaned up as soon as possible.

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Tu Jie led Chen Ning into the main hall of Zhongshu Province Hu Weiyong was discussing with Zhongshu Youcheng Chen Liang Pingzhang political affairs Zhao Yannian and dealing with government affairs. Since Shengshang returned to Beijing from his northern tour, the center of the Ming Dynasty has been operating at an extremely fast speed stand up.

Hu Weiyong just nodded, and the rest of them simply greeted each other, and then continued to get busy with the government affairs in hand. Chen Ning couldn't wait to speak. The torture is coming out, the sooner you make preparations, the better.

Tu Jie helplessly reached out his hand to stop him, and couldn't help sighing silently in his heart, although he knew that Chen Ning's recklessness was a bit of faking, but it was enough to see his nature.

If it wasn't for the lack of iron, people who were determined to board the boat really didn't want to be with this notorious person. Unfortunately, they didn't have many choices, and they didn't have the qualifications to pick and choose.

After waiting for two cups of tea, Hu Weiyong stopped writing. Seeing this, the rest of the people also stopped writing one after another after reviewing the official affairs in hand, and some servants who were waiting on them retreated consciously.

Hu Weiyong said with a smile: "I think Ming Jie didn't give this old man this face."

After holding back for a long time, Chen Ning gritted his teeth and said, "Ingratitude, he forgot who recommended him, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment!"

Tu Jie bowed and cupped his hands: "If you fail to succeed, you have a negative master."

Hu Weiyong waved his hand: "When the scholar was selected well, the troubled sage and the crown prince all focused on the case. Ming Jie was in that position, and he had his own difficulties. It was reasonable not to agree, and the old man had already expected it."

Zhongshu Youcheng Chen Liangliang nodded and said: "Master Xiang is lenient."

Having said that, several people already knew it in their hearts. Mr. Xiang's words clearly regarded him as an outsider, so Chen Mingjie must return the convenience he got from Mr. Xiang before, and repent without hurting his bones. From now on, you will be a sworn enemy after you submit your name certificate.

Chen Ning felt much more at ease: "Master, the case is about to come to light, and that Pan Fu will definitely not be able to keep it. Liyang is too close to Beijing, and it takes only a few hours for Qingqi to go back and forth. It is better to resolve this matter as soon as possible."

Zhao Yannian, Pingzhang's political affairs officer, said with a smile: "If you count the time, you should have arrived."

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In Liyang County, two watchmen walked side by side, one team and one team, one holding a gong in one hand and the other holding a bang.

"Boom-boom! - Boom! Boom! - Boom! Boom! - Boom!"

"The sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful with candles."

"Sing the gong, close the doors and windows, and watch out for the candles!

At this time, most of the families had already gone to bed, the younger couples were naturally busy carrying on the family line, while the older couples were lying on the couch and whispering the gossip they heard today.

As the center of discussion by everyone, Master Pan in the study of the Pan Mansion enjoys the servant girl's shoulder rubbing service. Although the court expressly stipulates that non-meritorious officials are not allowed to keep slaves, but the so-called policies above and below have countermeasures, slaves are not allowed, I said It doesn't matter if this is a righteous daughter or a concubine.

It's just that she can't go to the county government to sign the bond of slavery. If she doesn't sign it, she won't sign it. If she dares to escape, she can't go anywhere. Her parents have to be tied up and sent back, otherwise his family will be ruined!

An old hand was hanging down through the skirt pants to caress the young and firm skin of the young girl, but Master Pan obviously had other thoughts, the matter was arranged properly, but his heart was always hanging on until there was no result.

After all, he is in the capital, unlike Liyang, if he says he is not afraid, apprehensive, or regretful, it would be a lie. How could he not know anything about what his son has done? It is not because he deliberately indulged.

The yamen servants handed down by the ancestors are too small, and the scenery is limited to a county. If you can get rid of the officials and become an official, it will be a glory for your ancestors. I didn't expect this matter to become so big that even the emperor knew about it. up.

However, the emperor has a lot of things to do every day, so I don’t have the time to investigate it myself, everyone has handed it in, and the officials below probably want to close the case as soon as possible to claim credit, and with the help of Hu Xiangye, it should be foolproof.

As time passed, Master Pan's heart became more and more stable, and the old hand slid from the girl's calf to the plump buttocks.

Just when Master Pan was about to show off his skills, the housekeeper's report suddenly came from outside the door, and the maid covered her neckline and lifted her skirt trousers, jumped off the master's thin old legs and hid in her side.

Master Pan's heart has been raised, so naturally he doesn't have the time to take care of such a small matter. If the housekeeper is not an important matter, it is impossible to disturb him at this time, and what can be done at this time?

He opened his mouth a few times to call for people to come in, but he trembled inexplicably. The people outside the door obviously couldn't wait any longer. It's just patches of black paint.

"Hu... Hu Guanshi... why did you come in person..."

"If I don't come again, I don't know what you are going to do! What about Pan Fu, tell him to come out and see me!"

Hearing his son's name, Master Pan shuddered and hurriedly asked him to take a seat: "Please sit down first, this... this... is there something wrong in Beijing?"

People like them, the so-called hooking up with the prime minister, is actually hooking up with the accountant of the prime minister's mansion. Of course, this is not shabby, as the saying goes, the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door.

Even the concierge in the prime minister's mansion is considered seventh-rank. In the eyes of the merchants and gentry in these places, the confidant who is in charge of the account is no lower than the fifth-rank official.

"Let Pan Fu come out! You must be deaf!"

Master Pan faltered and said: "Pan Fu has already left Liyang to avoid the limelight. If you have anything to say, just tell me the same thing."

After speaking, he hurried to the bookshelf full of classics and history books, and took out a sandalwood box. Speaking of these books, they were accumulated by the ancestors of the past generations, but it is a pity that no one in the Pan family is willing to read them. Ben's seed.

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