Emperor Taizu Gao drove out the Tartars and restored the Han family. At that time, the fishy smell in the south of the Yangtze River was gone, and a great Confucian rebuilt Xilin Academy in the place where the famous Confucian Yang Shi lectured outside Hangzhou, where he taught and preached.
Decades have passed, and the Xilin Party members, who were upright, honest, and unyielding in their early days, have gradually been tainted by extravagance and lust for power, and have turned into a group of academics who share the same party and oppose dissidents, only talk empty talk, and have no ability to govern the country.
It is true that Mr. Zheng is not as good as these people in terms of eloquent speeches and quotations from scriptures, but there is one thing that Mr. Zheng can definitely defeat the Xilin Party members he sees.
That is a loyalty to the emperor!
"Your Majesty, the arrow wound on Mr. Zheng's body has not healed, and his body is severely deficient. He needs to rest for a while, otherwise his lifespan will be affected."
After the imperial doctor who was called over examined Jia Zheng's body, he reported truthfully: "Moreover, Mr. Zheng must not have had a good rest these days. His mental energy has been exhausted to the extreme..."
The emperor summoned the Longjing Guards, who were responsible for escorting Jia Zheng back to Beijing from Hangzhou, and inquired in detail about the trip.
As the secret guard told the story, the emperor became more and more frightened. After Jia Zheng entered the palace, he cut open the lining of his robe and handed him an account book and a list.
But he never mentioned that it almost cost him his life to bring these two things safely back to the capital.
This time when he went to Zhejiang to take up his post, two of the soldiers of the Rongguo Mansion brought by Jia Zheng died in battle, and the guards suffered more than 20 casualties. Of the ten secret dragon guards sent by Jia Lian secretly, only three survived, which shows how dangerous this journey is.
In this way, after Jia Zheng obtained these two important pieces of evidence, he was intercepted and killed along the way. He was shot in the back by an arrow, which almost killed him.
He didn't even dare to recover from his injuries, for fear that if he returned to Beijing too late, the evidence would be destroyed by the Xilin Party members. It is precisely because of this that Jia Zheng's arrow wound never healed, but became more serious.
"Jia Qing, you..."
The emperor was really moved this time, but saw Jia Zheng tidying up his clothes, and then solemnly bowing to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I am still alive, but Lord Yang Lian and Lord An Guo died in Zhejiang. These two pieces of evidence are from Yang I can't let Yang and An's efforts go to waste!"
Yang Lian, the former Zhejiang scholar who studied Taoism and politics, and former Zhejiang censor Anguo both died of illness and took office. Unexpectedly, they were related to the Xilin Party members.
"Alas, they are all loyal ministers, but I, the emperor, have been negligent!"
The emperor walked to the palace in person and helped Jia Zheng up: "Please go back and take a good rest. I will definitely find out the truth to comfort the souls of Yang Lian and An Guo!"
Jia Zheng's body was severely deficient. He may have presented the evidence to the emperor. When he walked out of the Qinzheng Palace, he breathed a sigh of relief and then fainted.
After hearing the news, the emperor ordered the imperial doctor to diagnose his pulse and prescribe a prescription, and sent him out of the palace in a soft sedan to go home.
Jia Cong was very frightened. What the imperial doctor said was really scary.
The old lady sat by the bed and kept wiping her tears. The brothers and sisters at home were also in the same condition, and their cries were so noisy that it hurt the brain.
After Jia Jing asked the imperial doctor who came with him, and comforted the old lady, he frowned and ordered: "Okay, let Mrs. Zhao come over and take care of you. You all go down, the sky will not fall."
Then he turned his attention to Jia Cong: "Brother Cong, please pay more attention to the affairs of the West Mansion. Don't mess around these days. Close the door tightly and refuse to visit, so that your second uncle can rest in peace."
"Yes, yes, Jing'er is right, Zheng'er needs to rest..."
The old lady kept her spirits up, and the sharp light in her eyes frightened Jia Cong.
"Third girl, you go call your aunt. Third girl, you take care of the things in the yard yourself. Don't allow anyone to disturb your father's rest. Brother Cong, go make arrangements for the soldiers in the house and let Lao Wu and the others choose someone to go south. , carefully investigate who did it. No matter what the court will do, old lady, if you dare to hurt your second uncle, old lady must make them pay the price!"
"grandmother……"
Jia Cong didn't want to cause trouble. After all, the emperor had ordered the Metropolitan Procuratorate to investigate the matter secretly. It would be bad if he alerted the public because of his own fault.
"That's your second uncle! When your aunt died in Yangzhou and our family was in danger, I had no choice but to take Yu'er to Beijing and endure it.
Humiliation and hatred... Now that your father is a high-ranking prince, and your brother is a powerful emperor's personal military guard, governor, and envoy, do you want me to endure it again? "
The resentment in the old lady's eyes became more and more obvious, and Jia Cong had no choice but to turn his gaze to Jia Jing, who had always been cautious and steady.
Unexpectedly, Jia Jing actually supported the old lady's decision and nodded: "That's right. Our Jia family has been away from Jiangnan for too long, making these people forget about Ning Rong's Jia family's blade. Brother Zheng was on the imperial mission, and he was actually killed They were intercepted and killed all the way, if our family doesn’t respond, wouldn’t we be looked down upon?”
When Mr. Zheng woke up, it was already early morning on the second day. The imperial doctor nodded after diagnosing the pulse, changed the dressing and prescribed a prescription, and then left the Rongguo Mansion after explaining the follow-up procedures.
As Jia Zheng regained consciousness, his experiences in Zhejiang over the past few months were completely revealed to Jia Jing and Jia Cong.
Not to mention other places, 90% of Zhejiang’s government schools, county schools, and government-run and private private schools are under the Xilin sect.
Since the forty-fifth year of Zhaowu's reign, all prefecture-prefecture and provincial examinations in Zhejiang have passed the boy's examination and the provincial examination. Only members of the Xilin Party cannot pass. Students from poor families have no chance to stand out. Even if you are amazing and talented, other people's names will appear on your answer sheet.
Zhejiang's chief envoys, criminal prosecutors, and state government officials who could not collude with the Xilin Party members would either shut up and become puppets on strings, or "die of illness" or "die in the line of duty".
Even if the puppet is transferred to another place, as long as he dares to speak ill of the Xilin Party members, he will be infamous for at least half a month and be labeled with various labels, such as eunuchs, flatterers, etc.
Since Jia Zheng entered the city of Hangzhou, he was given gifts of gold, silver, treasures, and women. Almost every day, people tried to use these things to corrupt him.
It's a pity that these people misjudged Mr. Zheng's determination. He had no other merits but his loyalty to the emperor.
When the Rongguo Mansion was at its most depressed, the old lady didn't even bother with her young son. Gold and silver treasures are worthless rubble to Mr. Zheng, and female sex cannot make Mr. Zheng raise his eyebrows.
As for the threat of swords, Mr. Zheng was still afraid at first, and he also thought about compromising.
But the soldiers responsible for guarding him have always instilled in him the bravery of the Rongguo Dukes of past generations.
What Mr. Zheng couldn't accept the most were the words the soldiers said most often.
"Second Master, when the general was seventeen years old, he dared to lead a thousand men into the battle. The only people in front of you are the Xilin Party members, who are like chickens and dogs. You will not even attack enemies like these chickens and dogs. Are you afraid?"
"Second Master, you have been familiar with the books of sages since you were a child. I have heard a saying that wealth cannot be imprinted, poverty cannot be moved, and power cannot be bent. You are a true gentleman, how can you succumb to the abuse of these hypocrites? Underneath!"
"Second Master, the general went deep into South Vietnam alone. Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, he will be worthy of the glory of the country. Second Master, do you think what my subordinate said is right?"
It's because these words that the soldiers have been nagging in Mr. Zheng's ears have aroused his damn "comparison mentality".
Even if I, Jia Zheng, die, I can't lose to that old dude, the boss!
This strange desire to win has been hidden in Mr. Zheng's heart since he was a child. This time, he was able to withstand all kinds of temptations and threats.
It even forced the Xilin Party members to resort to the last resort, sending dead soldiers to assassinate him, and buying bandits to attack all the way. Until Mr. Zheng stepped into the palace gate, this group of people had to retract their claws.
Of course, Mr. Zheng would not tell anyone about the wavering in his heart.
At this time, in Master Zheng's heart, his dissatisfaction with Jia She and his desire to be recognized by everyone made him famous for being unyielding, upright, clean and loyal.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. This reputation that was brought about by coincidence made Jia Zheng happy, but it also became an invisible ruler, always hanging above his head, forcing Jia Zheng to follow the path of "sage" walking.
Jia Cong did not delve into whether Master Zheng's reputation was false or true. When the news of the imperial censor's impeachment of Zhejiang officials at all levels finally appeared in the Di newspaper, he immediately arranged for people to publicize Master Zheng's feats.
For a time, the second master of the Rongguo Mansion, the biological father of the Concubine Xian, and Jia Zheng, a scholar of Taoism and politics in Zhejiang, became the most famous person in the capital.
Some people even say that Jia Zhengjia
Although Cunzhou has no fame, he has the style of a sage, so he should be regarded as a gentleman!
The word "gentleman" made the forty-year-old Mr. Zheng lie on the bed and cry loudly, and at the same time it strengthened his belief.
He, Jia Cunzhou, just wants to be called a gentleman in his life, and he will try his best to fight those lawless people to the death!
The Xilin Party members were indeed able to control the public opinion of officials in the southern half of the Yangtze River, and even controlled the government offices in Zhejiang and other places.
But in the capital, Mr. Zheng is now enjoying life like a fish in water.
After his body recovered a little, Mr. Zheng kept running to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Even the old lady couldn't stop Mr. Zheng, who wanted to be a benevolent gentleman.
The little bit of meat that I had finally managed to gain was now losing weight again.
However, Jia Cong saw that his second uncle was getting better and better. In addition to asking Aunt Zhao and Tanchun to take good care of him, he could only secretly order his own soldiers to strengthen the security force to prevent Xilin Party members from jumping over the wall.
"Brother Cong, do you think my father has forgotten that he still has me as his son?"
Jia Cong put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Baoyu in confusion: "Why did Brother Bao say that?"
"My father used to check my homework every three to five days, but this time after I returned to Beijing, except for the first time I asked him, he didn't mention it again for more than ten days."
Jia Baoyu couldn't help but touch his butt, and struggled for a long time to hold back a sentence: "My father hasn't spanked me for a long time..."
Mr. Zheng couldn't care less about packing up the precious jade. When the emperor heard the report from the imperial doctor, he said that Jia Zheng was suffering from serious health problems and it was not suitable for him to travel abroad for the time being.
So he resigned from his post of academic administration in Zhejiang and was transferred to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, where he served as the censor of Zuo Qiandu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
A fourth-grade inspector is in line with Mr. Zheng's current ambitions. Suddenly, Mr. Zheng was very angry, and he was busy writing notes on impeachment every day.
From the relatives of the emperor to the magistrates of prefectures and counties, as long as the political master knows that anyone has done something illegal, he will scold him with all his words without any scruples.
Mr. Jing, who presided over the affairs of the Jia family, not only did not stop him, but instead asked people to go around to collect information about the illegal noble officials. He tried to get several victims who stood in the way and complained about injustice, and staged several scenes in the capital. Mr. Jia Cunzhou served the people The drama of asking for life.
Of course, the Long Imperial Guard knew all these things. When the secret report was sent to the Qinzheng Hall, the emperor readily acquiesced.
Jia Zheng is the biological father of Xian Fei and a direct branch of Ning Rong's Jia family. The more people Jia Zheng offends, the more confident he can be in using people from the Jia family.
Even among the people Jia Zheng impeached these days, there were many old royal relatives who gave the emperor a headache and didn't know how to deal with them.
Mr. Zheng was very happy in front of Mr. Qingtian. The old lady was annoyed to death by the madams and madams who came to plead for mercy or look for trouble these days.
It was hard to hold on until the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the palace was scheduled to have a three-day holiday. Master Zheng finally stopped tossing, and the old lady breathed a sigh of relief and called Jia Cong to ask about preparations for this year's Mid-Autumn Festival.
Jia Cong told the old lady about the collection and delivery of gifts for the next holiday. The old lady talked about her eldest son who was still crawling around in the woods of South Vietnam, and the grandfather and grandson couldn't help but sigh.
"Is there no news from your father yet?"
"A few days ago, Cao Dudu told his grandson that the first batch of Beijing camp troops had arrived in Guangxi and were preparing to take a few days' rest to fight in Vietnam. By then, with the Beijing camp troops sharing the burden, dad's pressure would be much less .”
Jia Cong also missed his unreliable father, but this was thousands of miles away, and even flying pigeons would have to tire out several pigeons to send back a letter.
However, with the support of the Beijing army, it is expected that from now on, the offensive and defensive will be reversed.
The old lady also knew something about military formations. She nodded and changed the subject: "Tomorrow's palace banquet, I will take Yu'er with me. Over there, keep an eye on your second uncle. He has been offended these days. There are so many people, be careful of being tripped up by others."
When talking about this, the old lady complained: "So is your second uncle. He just turns a blind eye to some things, but he insists on offending others? Then the eldest princess of Deqing is now our My in-law, why doesn’t he know how to protect Tu’s consort’s face?”
The marriage between Tu Siqi, the princess of the Tu family, and Jia Qiang has been decided a long time ago. The Tu and Jia families are really cute.
It can be said that they are serious in-laws.
But Mr. Zheng really wants to be the Great Master of Qingtian this time. The day before yesterday, he impeached Tu Shixing, Tu's brother-in-law and the young minister of Guanglu Temple, at the court meeting.
The reason is quite simple. Tu Shixing's son, Tu Sixian, the nephew of Tu's consort, forcibly "robbed" a civilian woman and injured an ordinary farmer in Gyeonggi Province.
This matter is neither big nor small. Mainly because the woman who was robbed turned out to be Tu Sixian's eighth concubine.
After all, selling tofu with a farmer is not as good as being popular and drinking spicy food with the handsome and noble Tu Sixian?
Even though the Tu family gave the farmer enough compensation and made the man withdraw the petition, Mr. Zheng still impeached the Tu family and sued the Tu family to Fengtian Palace.
Of course, Mr. Zheng was not really stunned. The main reason was that he discovered something extraordinary when he was at Chatu's house.
In order to compete with the Dongping Palace for the trade business in Liaodong, the Tu family turned Liaodong upside down and made the people miserable.
Probably because of the official power of the two governments, the victims in Liaodong had no way to appeal. They came to the capital to beat the drum but were stopped outside the city by unknown people.
Mr. Zheng thought about it for two days before he decided to impeach Tu Shixing, the young minister of Guanglu Temple.
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