The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

A night of north wind, the sky and the earth changed their colors.

As soon as the door of the hall was opened, the snow wind outside the corridor mixed with crushed snow rushed towards him.

As the chill hit, Xuan Zhan frowned slightly, walked non-stop, stepped across the threshold of the main hall, and stood under the verandah platform with his hands behind his back, the emperor's threat was so intimidating that the accompanying palace servants almost held their breath.

"Your Majesty, be careful of being blown by the snow wind." Quan An stepped out of the hall in a hurry with a black fox cloak on his back, seeing the heavy snow still floating in the sky, he quickly put the cloak on him.

Quan An wanted to tie the belt for him, but Xuan Zhan waved his hand, and Quan An retreated knowingly.

After stopping for a while, Xuan Zhan walked towards Danbi Yudao under the platform.

"Quick! Dragon chariot!" Seeing that the emperor got off the royal road, Quan An quickly followed up and ordered the palace servants beside him to prepare the chariot.

"No need." Xuan Zhan waved his hands when he heard Quan An passing the chariot, gathered the Xuanhu cloak on his shoulders, and walked towards Danbi Bridge to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Knowing that His Majesty the Emperor was planning to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Quan An knew that the sky was not clear at the moment, the snow was strong and the wind was strong, and the road was not easy to walk, so he hurriedly ordered the palace servants who were holding palace lanterns to walk quickly to the front of His Majesty to illuminate the Lord. lead the way.

It was still early, Xuan Zhan was not in a hurry, he walked leisurely, a mighty group of people walked on the snowy ground, and the bright palace lanterns were like swimming dragons.

"Safe."

"The slave is here." Hearing His Majesty's call, Quan An stepped forward and followed closely.

His Majesty the Emperor is in his prime of life, no matter how busy the court affairs are on weekdays, he never puts aside horseback riding and archery for a day. The strong and strong master doesn't like the palace servants to serve him personally, even when he was young, he would accompany him As for him, the master doesn't like to get too close.Even if he has been in power for many years, he does not have the royal habit of coquettishness.

"What day is it today?" Xuan Zhan asked casually.

"Return to Your Majesty, today is the 21st of the twelfth lunar month."

Xuan Zhan nodded slightly, "Tomorrow is the anniversary of King Yun's death."

When Quan An heard the emperor suddenly mentioning the anniversary of King Yun's death, he was slightly taken aback. Why did His Majesty bring this up?This is in the past, but there has never been a precedent...

"There is no war in the northwest this year, so the lamented son should come back to pay homage to his late father." The emperor sighed softly.

Quan An was puzzled, "But the son is in the army now, even if there is no war in the northwest, as a general guarding the border, he is not allowed to enter the capital without a call from the court..." And he never saw the edict issued by the master to declare the son to return to Beijing ah?

In the dark, Xuan Zhan slightly hooked the corner of his lips, "My call was issued 12 years ago."

"Ah?!" Quan An was dumbfounded.

Xuan Zhan smiled, it has been 12 years.

Quan An was still thinking hard, when he looked up and saw that the master in front of him had already gone far, he hurriedly threw the call of 12 years ago to the back of his head, and hurriedly followed.

At a quarter of a hour, at the beginning of the early dynasty, the sky outside was not yet clear.

The courtiers standing in the main hall saw that His Majesty's expressionless face was obviously filled with joy, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. This morning, the court will not be worried all the time.

"...Qizou Your Majesty, the Minister of Rites, He Zhidao, has been sick for more than half a year. When I went to the mansion yesterday to investigate the illness, he asked my minister to act on his behalf. I would like to ask Your Majesty to allow him to resign and return to his hometown." The assessment, the appointment and dismissal of the court officials are not something he can interfere with.

Xuan Zhan nodded, "Who is in charge of the Ministry of Rites now?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, ever since Shangshu He Zhidao reported his illness, the Minister of Rites, Liu Chengzhong, has been in charge."

"He Zhidao is seriously ill?" This old fox would come out for a walk from time to time a few days ago. Since Mrs. Zhang entered the palace, she has never been able to claim that she is ill.

"Returning to Your Majesty, I have asked the doctor who treated Mr. He, and said that it is not possible to make it through the spring, and it is probably the end of the day."

For this kind of sophisticated and current affairs, the emperor didn't have to kill them all.

"In this case, let's play." The emperor nodded slightly, "Liu Molin."

"The minister is here."

"He Zhidao resigned from office. You have a suitable candidate for the vacancy in the Minister of Rites." The Ministry of Officials is in charge of the appointment and dismissal assessment. Since Liu Molin has taken this job, he has also asked He Zhidao, the old fox, to play. Naturally, he has his work to do. .

Liu Molin did not hesitate, "Your Majesty, I recommend Yu Chengzhong, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites."

As soon as Liu Molin's words came out, the courtiers immediately aroused a lot of discussion. During the time when the minister of the Ministry of Rites was sick, the servants of the Ministry of Rites were in charge, but why did he directly recommend the doctor directly, bypassing these two when he was promoted to the post of minister?

Hearing the words, the servants of the Ministry of Rites who were standing in the main hall turned green and pale, and they didn't understand that the chance of being promoted to be a minister just passed them and fell to the bottom?

"Your Majesty, I think it's wrong."

Zhang Qingyu was the first to jump out and object.

"Oh? What does the right minister think is wrong?" The emperor slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, the promotion of the officials in charge of the six ministries has always been promoted according to the rank. The minister of the Ministry of Rites resigned. It is reasonable to choose one of the two ministers to be promoted. The two ministers have made no mistakes during their time in charge. They have made remarkable achievements. Naturally, there is no reason for leapfrog promotion. .”

The emperor nodded, "Liu Molin, why did you leapfrog the ranks and recommend Langzhong Yu Chengzhong to take over the post of Minister of Rites?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is the second thing I want to report."

Liu Molin unhurriedly took out a memorial from his sleeve and presented it.

The palace servants on the side took the memorial from him and presented it to His Majesty the Emperor.

The emperor took the memorial and glanced at ten lines at a glance. When he saw the back, he frowned, "Impeachment?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it is true."

The emperor raised the corners of his lips and raised the memorial in his hand, "Your Majesty, you said that these two people are in charge of the Ministry of Rites without any mistakes, and their political achievements are remarkable?" Zhang Qingyu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word impeachment from the emperor, "Your Majesty... ..."

"Wen Ziran, Mo Xilin." The emperor slapped the memorial in his hand on the dragon case.

The left and right servants of the Ministry of Rites who were nodded on their heads stumbled out of the courtiers' queue with beating hearts like drums. Before they could react, they suddenly fell to their knees.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"The Minister of the Ministry of Officials impeached you two for embezzling hundreds of tributes from the ink court and more than [-] taels of silver when you were in charge of the Ministry of Rites. Do you two have something to say?" The emperor tapped on the edge of the dragon case persistently with his right hand, There is coldness in the eyes.

"Your Majesty! You are wronged! You are wronged!" When the two heard this, they were so frightened that they were wronged.

"Whether I was wronged or not, we will have to wait for my investigation to find out!" The emperor suddenly threw the memorial in his hand on the case table, "Fu Lingtian, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment."

"The minister is here."

"I order you to immediately join the Yushitai of Dali Temple to investigate this matter for me!"

Corruption under the eyes of the emperor is already a serious crime, and it is even more embarrassing for the tribute of the ink court.

"The minister obeys the order."

Zhang Qingyu's back was wet with sweat when he heard the emperor's will!Could the emperor have known about this impeachment a long time ago—if that was the case, then what he said just now—wouldn’t it be, wouldn’t it be pushing himself into the fire pit again—before he could recover, the emperor spoke again The imperial decree completely stunned him.

"Decree to promote the right minister, Zhang Qingyu, to be the Secretary of the Order, to lead the six ministries, to participate in the thorough investigation of the case together, to take the two of them into custody, and to conduct a thorough investigation immediately!"

"The minister obeys the order."

"Minister...Minister Zunzhi..." Zhang Qingyu trembled, his face pale.

Sure enough.. Sure enough.. Sure enough, is he going to be punished? !

"Retreat!" The emperor took a deep look at Zhang Qingyu, who was dripping with cold sweat, and turned away from the hall.

"Long live, long live, Your Majesty—" Zhang Qingyu almost fell down in the hall as soon as the emperor left.

One wrong step, one wrong step!

But how did he annoy this moody emperor! ?

"Congratulations to the Right Prime Minister!" A Wang Fuchen who hadn't said a word in the early court, after sending the emperor away, turned around and congratulated the Right Prime Minister who had been promoted to Shangshuling.

Zhang Qingyu gave a stiff answer with a pale face.

Wang Fuchen smiled, "It seems that the concubine De is very favored by the emperor. Since the former emperor withdrew the post of Minister, Your Majesty has been on the throne for twelve years, and the right minister is still No. 1."

Zhang Qingyu almost gritted his teeth.

Shang Shuling? !It's an extremely human subject, but...

After congratulating Wang Fuchen with a smile, he took the lead in leaving in his official robes. Hearing the lively congratulations in the hall, Wang Fuchen smiled deeply.

Shangshuling, he is the ultimate minister, but he has no real power.