Domineering Daming

"Who did you hear this from? Is it true?"

"There is no wind in the hole, I think it is true, I guess today, it must be thunder and rain..."

"So that's the case. No wonder Qian Qianyi was so calm yesterday. So it was already expected?"

"Well, just wait and see how the Dali Temple judges. Now the Dali Temple has a very high standard, and it won't take much trouble to sentence a servant from the third rank."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Some people are now like ants on a hot pot, running around like headless flies.

On Chang'an Avenue, a group of young people walked slowly towards Ximen, all with serious expressions.

"Brother Chen, is Lord Qian really going in this time? I heard that the imperial court wants to make an example of others!"

"That's right, Brother Chen, your father is in Shuntian Mansion, can't you get some news?"

"How can things be so simple? I was reprimanded by my father when I opened my mouth yesterday, and strictly ordered me not to get involved in this matter. There are big people watching behind me!"

"Mr. Chen is also from Jiangzuo, so he wouldn't just leave him alone, right? If Mr. Qian is imprisoned, there will be no one in Jiangnan who can speak in court?"

"At that time, we will all be fish on the chopping board, and the court can do whatever it wants, and we will just wait until we die..."

"Hurry up and think of a way. Mr. Qian just married a famous prostitute. Although there are some discussions, it is not a big deal. Our country is open-minded, so we will not pursue it to the end just because of this matter?"

"No matter what, we have to find a way to rescue him as soon as possible, or it will be too late..."

"Yeah, if you go to the rescue after the sentence, you will lose your excuse..."

"Well, let's go to the Ministry of Rites. Lord Qian has been in the Ministry of Rites for many years. There must be someone willing to plead for Lord Qian!"

"I'm going to see Mr. Wang, I once studied under him, he's half a student..."

"Okay, I'll go to the Ministry of Officials, and I'll move it with emotion, understand it with reason..."

"Act separately, let's hurry up, we can't wait!"

"go!"

A group of people discussed and separated quickly, preparing to rescue Qian Qianyi.

In an academy, a group of people gathered for a literary meeting, but the topic turned to Qian Qianyi after a few words.

"Mr. Muzhai's troubles this time are all due to the incompetence of the imperial court. It may also be due to internal strife and suppression of dissidents within the imperial court. We can't just sit idly by!" The speaker was a young man in his early thirties who had studied abroad in the south of the Yangtze River more than ten years ago. , under Qian Qianyi's door for many days.

Muzhai, the name of Qian Qianyi.

"Master Qian is the leader of our Jiangnan literary circle. If he is imprisoned, it will have a huge impact. I'm afraid I will not be able to gain a foothold in the court in Jiangnan in the next 20 years..."

"These are not important. The government's incompetence is getting worse and worse. I have been waiting for so long to do nothing. Is it possible that I still have to watch Mr. Qian go to jail and not be reborn?"

"We must try to rescue him, we must not watch Mr. Mu Zhai die at the hands of Xiao Xiao!"

Chapter 891

"Yes, we must rescue! There is no one in the Governor's Court, and whether they can live to celebrate the new year is two different things!"

"I heard that Mr. Zhou has not left the capital yet. Let's go see him. Qian Qianyi was recommended by him to enter the imperial court..."

"That's right, Xu Shangshu from the Ministry of Industry heard that he is close to Mr. Qian, we can also ask him..."

"By the way, my grandfather was kind to Liu Shimin once, maybe we can find a way from the servant..."

"That would be the best. If the inner court intervenes, this matter will be simple..."

A group of people say what you say to each other, regardless of whether it is too much or not, and they have any taboos, and they seem to speak freely.

The fourth and fifth halls were arranged by Zhu Xu. It is a place where great Confucian scholars from all over the world gather to study books. There are hundreds of people gathered and divided into more than ten classes. There are those in their 20s and [-]s, as well as the white-haired old men in their [-]s and [-]s.

"Is Shouzhi really going to stand trial?" An old man in his 70s and 27s looked at a [-]-year-old young man and asked with a frown.

The young man was a Jinshi in the sixth year of Tianqi, and he was awarded the Imperial Academy editor. He is also young and promising, with a bright future, but in front of the old man in front of him, he did not dare to put on airs, bowed his body and said: "Returning to Old Chen, yes, I heard it is true." Arrested in the capital yesterday, the cabinet ordered Dali Temple to start the trial today, hoping to quell the rumors as soon as possible and restore peace to the capital.”

The man called Chen Lao was sitting on a chair, still holding a pen in his hand, as if he was dull, he shook his head after a while, sighed and said: "It is also muddled to accept it, and it has been fascinated by sex for half a hundred years. This kind of scandal came, and I lost all face in the Jiangzuo literary world."

This Mr. Chen is from Suzhou Prefecture, and he is also a well-known figure in the Jiangnan literary circle. He is known as the Jiangzuo Huangshi. There is no other in the literary world.

The young man looked at Mr. Chen, then glanced at other tables, approached and said in a low voice, "Mr. Chen, why don't you go and say something? The cabinet is very angry this time, and I'm afraid it won't be taken lightly."

"It doesn't matter to me whether it's light or heavy."

Mr. Chen held the pen, writing steadily and forcefully, and at the same time said lightly: "I have some love with his father, and we have repaid them all these years. This time he committed his own crimes, which is unforgivable."

The young man glanced at him, said nothing, and left quietly.

This kind of thing happened similarly in several classrooms. Some people tried to pass the word, some were indifferent, some were optimistic about the success, and some gloated.

At the same time, in order to rescue Qian Qianyi, the entire officialdom in the capital was alarmed inside and outside, and even the inner court experienced a slight disturbance.

Liu Rushi bought a courtyard in the east of the city. It belonged to a censor in the previous dynasty.

Now it's just a simple tidying up, and settled Liu Rushi and Su Xi.

At this moment, the two wore cloaks and walked out of the courtyard side by side.

Su Xi was a little unaccustomed to the huge capital, looked around, and said, "Miss, where are we going? Qian Qianyi's trial is going to start today, who do we ask to save him?"

Liu Rushi thought of a lot of people on the way here, and only when he came to the capital did he realize that these people were no longer able to help, and those who could do so passed the greeting card, but no one answered.

After thinking quietly for a while, Liu Rushi said, "Let's go to the Royal Political Council."

Su Xi was stunned, and said: "Is it that academy? They are not from the imperial court, so maybe they can't help?"

After all, Liu Rushi was only 16 years old, and he met many people in the Qinhuai River, but he was unacquainted in the capital, and he knew few people, basically all indirectly, without any network of connections.

"Master Song is said to be highly valued by the emperor. Besides, there are some things I would like to ask in person." Liu Rushi said with a calm expression and a slight twinkle in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Su Xi asked while walking.

Liu Rushi smiled at the corners of her eyes, and said after a while: "We'll talk about it when the time comes, let's go."

Su Xi glanced at Liu Rushi curiously, and the two quickly walked out of the city gate, crossed the Sanli River, and came to the Royal Political Court.

"You want to see Vice President Song?" The patrol battalion soldier standing by the door asked, looking at the greeting card.

"Yes, please pass it on." Liu Rushi said in a crisp voice.

The soldier took another look and said, "You guys wait." Then he turned around, said a few words inside, and a figure ran inside.