The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

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Chapter 1898 Can make me so awesome [4]

Following Jiajing's outburst of anger, the entire capital immediately fell into chaos.

At this time, in Shen Yiguan's mansion, the third conspiracy meeting was going on.

Shen Yiguan has been really proud of himself recently, and the wind is going smoothly.

Each time he took risks, each time his victory was greater and the benefits he gained were greater.

At this time, more than 100 officials gathered in his mansion, and more than 40 tables were set up. The scene was extremely grand.

In this banquet, countless beautiful maids slithered around like butterflies wearing flowers, bringing delicious food and wine to the adults.

These landlords and bureaucrats laughed happily and wildly.

They surrounded Shen Yiguan in the core, flattering, bragging and flattering him all the time.

"Wow, haha! I heard that Yan Song was so angry that he was going to die, Mr. Shen is really amazing."

"A few days ago, he took us and forcibly rushed into the palace, a wave of collective persuasion. Although the emperor did not agree, but the momentum of the strictness has already surged!"

"Master Shen, it's already my Daming's conscience!"

"Yan Song is about to kneel in this wave."

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"The gentry and landlords in the world have been suffering for a long time! Now, with us as the backbone, the gentry all over the world are responding. It is said that the gentry in all provinces will write letters to tens of thousands of people to continue to put pressure on the emperor."

"While he is sick, kill him!"

The serving maids: "Crooked? Is it a demon? Someone here is pretending to be aggressive, and the scene is almost out of control!"

Shen has always been complacent, and he never expected that his own clown jumping the beam and launching a collective public opinion offensive against Yan Song would have such a good effect.

Now, Beijing has formed an aggressive momentum, and landlords, bureaucrats and gentry in other provinces have also followed suit, wanting to write a letter to the emperor?

The wall fell and everyone pushed it, and the drum was broken by thousands of people. Is Yan Song going to kneel this time?

"My lords, I'm overwhelmed by the award and the reputation!" Shen Yiguan was all smiles, and wanted to say a few words of humility.

At this time, I heard a person running in from outside, panting: "Big news, big news!"

Many landlords and bureaucrats suddenly became nervous and looked at this man.

This person is none other than the gold medal censor Lin Run.

Lin Run wiped the sweat off his face, he seemed to be out of breath from running, he didn't know where it came from, and he was almost dying.

Everyone felt that things must be urgent.

Shen Yiguan also raised his heart to his throat.

Could it be that Yan Song, an old and cunning guy, came up with something else to convince Jiajing to push back his own offensive?

It is true that Shen has always been a villain, but he has no confidence in dealing with Yan Song.

Every time he launches an attack on Yan Song, he is worried about Yan Song's counterattack.Like a child fighting a strong man, with one punch, two punches and three punches, he has the upper hand, but he is always worried that he will be slapped by the strong man, and he will be slapped to death on the ground.

Lin Run was so excited that he couldn't speak, gasped for a long time, and then suddenly roared: "All the ministers of Qingliu, all the loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty, all the disciples of the sages! God opened his eyes today! Power is in the hands of the government and the public, doing a lot of evil, and my landlord and gentry! Yan Song, the treacherous official against us, is dead!"

"..." Shen was always confused.

"..." The landlords and bureaucrats were confused.

Silent.

This news is too explosive, not because Shen Yiguan and others don't believe Lin Run, but because his wife is unbelievable.

"Dead, dead? This..."

"how can that be?"

"That treacherous minister, is he dead?"

"There's no cheating, right?"

Landlords and bureaucrats talked a lot.

But Lin Run became impatient, jumped onto the table in the main hall, stamped his feet and pointed outside and shouted: "It's absolutely true! I saw it with my own eyes! In Yan Song's mansion, the funeral has just been held. I have seen it with my own eyes. I heard that the emperor sent three court elders to his mansion yesterday, and Yan Song is too ill to get up. Today when he is going to the funeral, the emperor heard the voice... It is absolutely true!"

Throwing this blockbuster into the crowd immediately caused a thousand waves with one stone.

Hearing that the emperor had gone to Yan Song's house, the landlords and bureaucrats believed that Yan Song, the powerful minister who controlled the state affairs and made the landlords of the entire Ming Dynasty panic all day long, was really dead.

Shen Yiguan suddenly burst into tears, knelt down on the ground, respectfully knelt down and kowtowed to the statue of the sage Confucius hanging in the foyer.

"Saint, you have finally opened your eyes. The treacherous minister Yan Song is finally a dog! I, the gentry and landlord of the Ming Dynasty, have hope."

All the landlords, gentry and bureaucrats in the entire courtyard knelt down with tears in their eyes.

"Saint bless, heaven has eyes!"

"Yan Songyan, the bandit, is actually dead! Well done."

"My holy religion (Confucianism) has lasted for thousands of years, how could it be uprooted by a mere Yan Song? Hahaha!"