When people stand in the temple, disaster comes from heaven.
Lou Wenyi, the right minister of the Ministry of Punishment, never expected that just a moment ago, he was quietly being a melon-eater.
Laughing at the sight of Zhang Xun, the left minister of household affairs, resigning and returning to his hometown with a face full of despair.
The next moment, this catastrophic disaster came directly towards him.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
Lou Wenyi walked out of the queue with a dry mouth, his mind spinning rapidly, thinking about how to escape from this deadly whirlpool.
The drought has continued until now and has formed a huge whirlpool. It is really about who goes and who dies.
The disaster relief was unfavorable and offended Emperor Zhengde.
The disaster relief was effective and offended those aristocratic families who secretly made a fortune.
This is undoubtedly a dilemma.
'what to do? '
'what to do? '
'Is it too late to pretend to be ill and return home? '
'Damn Zhang Xun, why are you trying to fight against me even when you retire and return home? '
Just when Lou Wenyi didn't know what to do.
As the leader of the faction, Shangguan Lu came out to salute.
He said loudly: "Your Majesty, I think Lou Wenyi is not suitable for this important task."
"First of all, Lou Wenyi, as the right minister of the Ministry of Justice, has an unshirkable public duty."
"Today's Ministry of Justice already lacks manpower. If we transfer another right minister, it would be inappropriate both emotionally and rationally."
"Secondly, Lou Wenyi has been working in the Criminal Department since he took office. He is really an expert in trying cases."
"But if it's for disaster relief, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive."
"Today's people in Guanzhong can no longer bear the slightest bit of turmoil."
"I hope your Majesty will be aware of this."
Shangguan Lu's voice sounded like the sound of nature to Lou Wenyi's ears.
"Your Majesty, I would like to share your worries for Your Majesty, but as the year is approaching, the Ministry of Punishment has a lot of affairs."
"Sometimes, I wish I could divide myself into two halves and use them."
Lou Wenyi raised his head and spoke pitifully.
"Oh, is it so?"
Emperor Zhengde was extremely angry but smiled: "I am really moved by Lou Aiqing's hard work for the country."
In the cold winter, Lou Wenyi felt like he was sweating all over his body when he heard this.
Without having time to think carefully, he hurriedly raised his hands and saluted: "It is the duty of a minister to deal with the Ministry of Punishment."
"It's the duty of a good minister."
"Lou Aiqing has worked hard for the country, and I am not someone who doesn't know how to sympathize with my subordinates."
"But considering that the new year is approaching and the Ministry of Justice is busy with affairs, we should focus on business."
"Well, after the new year, how about I allow Lou Aiqing to take a year off to recuperate her body?"
Xiu Mu comes out with four characters every year.
When Lou heard Yi, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
This is not showing sympathy for his subordinates, this is clearly relegating him to the cold palace!
Take a year off? Oh, will he still be the right minister of the Ministry of Justice when he comes back a year later?
But, you have no joke.
"I thank your Majesty for your kindness."
The right minister of the Ministry of Justice, who was about to cry but had no tears, bowed respectfully and bowed his hands.
Internally, I am constantly comforting myself.
'I was just dismissed from office. With the chief minister and assistant here, I don't know when I can make a comeback. '
"This is much better than Zhang Xun who has no hope of career."
For some reason, Lou Wenyi felt a lot more relaxed for a moment when he thought about the fate of Zhang Xun, the left minister of household affairs.
His heavy heart also eased a lot when he thought of Zhang Xun.
With the end of the two ministers of the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Household Affairs.
The Jinluan Hall fell into dead silence again for a while.
More than half of the civil and military officials did not even dare to take a deep breath.
He was afraid that his big gasp would attract the eyes of a dead man.
Become a victim of other people's games.
Emperor Zhengde turned his eyes slowly, with an impatient look in his eyes.
Under normal circumstances, Lou Wenyi's shirk might have been just a fine of half a year's salary.
However, the current Emperor Zhengde obviously wants to play fifty cards each.
“Who can take on the responsibility of disaster relief?”
Emperor Zhengde stood up slowly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
'Could it really be him? '
Emperor Zhengde's eyes inadvertently glanced at the still upright figure and murmured to himself.
Xu Zhen and several clan elders came to intercede for Xu Yi, but few people knew about it.
Due to the renewed threat of witchcraft, auspicious snow fell on the eve of the winter solstice.
As well as the reputation of Jin Wang Xu Zhen and several clan elders, Emperor Zhengde had no choice but to let Xu Yi participate in the ceremony of worshiping the heaven and the court meeting.
However, from beginning to end, Emperor Zhengde never thought about letting Xu Yi leave Zongzheng Temple.
Especially after seeing that unusually familiar face, Emperor Zhengde's thoughts became even more determined.
However, the king of a country cannot really do whatever he wants.
The emperor also has his own helplessness.
“Who can take on the responsibility of disaster relief?”
Emperor Zhengde couldn't help but raise his voice, his dissatisfaction clearly evident.
As a result, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, including the elders of the Purple Pavilion, all looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses.
No one dared to come forward and answer the question.
As for the generals headed by Li Guangli.
Even as early as the moment he entered the Jinluan Palace, he consciously lowered his sense of existence.
They don't want to get involved in this kind of nonsense.
Otherwise, if you don't eat the mutton, you'll end up in a mess.
Emperor Zhengde's eyes became colder and colder.
At the same time, the hall became increasingly silent.
It was truly as quiet as death.
Some officials even held their breath.
"Who can take on the responsibility of disaster relief?"
As the saying goes, there are only three things to do. When Emperor Zhengde asked three questions.
The atmosphere in Jinluan Hall has dropped to freezing point.
Chief Assistant Shangguan Lu and Second Assistant Yao Yanjin looked at each other silently.
"Choose another scapegoat."
A tacit understanding that had been enemies for many years collided in the air.
With just one glance, the two sides coincided with each other.
Before the two of them could choose a scapegoat.
Jin Wang Xu Zhen stepped out.
This made the two of them look slightly sideways.
"Your Majesty, I have a candidate who can take on this important task!"
As soon as Xu Zhen finished speaking, a series of slight gasps sounded in the hall.
Obviously, Xu Zhen's words are like the sound of nature to everyone.
However, the strange thing is that Emperor Zhengde did not ask immediately.
Instead, he stared at Xu Zhen's face meaningfully.
For a time, the atmosphere in the Jinluan Palace returned to freezing point again.
The officials who had just breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously held their breath again.
I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will get angry.
"Your Majesty, I have a candidate who can take on this important task."
Xu Zhen clasped his fists again and said respectfully.
"who."
Emperor Zhengde asked expressionlessly.
But his eyes were full of complexity as he looked at Xu Yi, who was still upright and his face was as plain as water, without any ripples.
From the beginning to the end, he never saw the slightest change in Xu Yi's expression.
But, for some reason, the more Xu Yi is like this, the more complicated he becomes.
All because Xu Yi's face was too familiar.
One third resembles Empress Zhao, and one third resembles former Prince Xu An.
Perhaps it was because of Xu Yi's appearance that he hadn't seen Xu Yi for eight years.
When others mention Xu Yi, they will pretend to be indifferent.
Come to think of it, Emperor Zhengde may have regretted it during these eight years.
