In Qinzhu Yayuan, Nangong Yuanyi invited the officials from the six departments. They had to come despite the heavy rain and pressure from the prince of Prince Yu's palace.
It rained heavily at night and the wind was very cold, so they were unwilling to come.
Cheng Feng took a look and said: "If these books are spread, I don't know how many ignorant young girls will be harmed. It is really hateful. They dare to maliciously create public opinion like this. If Miss An sees it, she will not be alive."
Yuan Bao said: "After these fake scholars are dealt with, the prince himself will go and apologize to Miss An. Now he has completely offended me. Master, don't you feel guilty?"
Mei Shuqing's teeth were itching with hatred. He wished he could skin these dogs himself. When the incident happened, he found Qinzhu Yayuan and found that Nangong Yuanyi was already making arrangements. Suddenly, his anger lightened a lot. , and in the end he only muttered: "If you can't regain my sister's reputation, don't even think about marrying my sister." He no longer resented Nangong Yuanyi in his heart.
At this time, the rain was still heavy, and Nangong Yuanyi was sitting on the sandalwood chair intact. The official uniform of the commander-in-chief of the Five Cities Army and Horses Division that he wore tonight was also due to his good figure and handsome face. , the city patrol officer robe that everyone despised actually became a beautiful sight when worn on him.
"Master Nangong, you called us here tonight just to read these inconsequential books written by ordinary bookstores. If you arrest these people, you are not afraid that the literati will say that you are avenging private revenge." The speaker was Zhang Shilang of the Ministry of Rites. He thought Nangong Yuan Yi is really making a fuss out of a molehill.
Nangong Yuanyi burned all the erotic pictures and engravings, and what came out were those romantic graphic novels.
The Minister of Hubu was already angry with Nangong Yuanyi, thinking that he, the chief patrol officer, was not involved in the affairs of their Hubu.
However, An Yuxiao was serving as the Minister of Hubu. The emperor personally transferred him to the position of Minister of Hubu. Although he was his immediate superior, he could not scold or beat him, and he did not even know how to put on his small shoes. , they could only quietly order people to isolate him and ridicule him secretly, but these were equivalent to insinuating themselves, so the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance assigned a lot of work to An Yuxiao. An Yuxiao was also surprisingly weird and completed it immediately.
The Minister of Hubu felt that he had punched the cotton. Later, An Yuxiao dared to file a memorial to impeach the Hubu officials. The emperor found out the truth and the two officials were dismissed. As their superior, he His salary was reduced and he was temporarily appointed as the Minister of Household Affairs. He was so angry that his teeth itched and he secretly scolded his subordinates for stealing food without even wiping their mouths. He was betrayed so easily.
The Minister of the Ministry of Hubu said in a nonchalant manner: "We, the Ministry of Hubu, cannot control those scholars. They will have to take the exams for merit in the future. Maybe one day, their official positions will be higher than those of you and me. The prince will be criticized. It shows that the prince himself is not upright, and there will be no trouble without trouble."
What the Minister of the Ministry of Finance said was very sharp.
Although the Wucheng Army and Horse Department is a small department, and the official position of the commander-in-chief is not large, as long as the use of troops is under the control of the Ministry of War, the Minister of the Ministry of War spoke for Nangong Yuanyi at this time: "While they have not yet become officials in the court, , it is the duty of all of you here to catch these rat shit and pull out the cancer among the literati. After the extension of this incident, I have seen that our Great Northern Dynasty is in crisis, and the crisis hidden among the literati is enough to destroy One country.”
