Sorrow (Five)

The thunder was obviously not a middle-aged mane, and had only run a few miles away. His mane was wet with sweat, and he was pressed against his neck. Wu'anguo was no longer brave and brave, and he was exhausted when he was straddled. He rode a man and a horse to the riverside. The bustling passenger and cargo wharf of the past disappeared, and the white sails floated on the river, getting farther and farther away.

"Boatman---, Boatman---"! Wu Anguo shouted in a hurry. He met a ghost today. Not only did the private ships disappear, but the official ship was secretly transferred away by an official. He had always been honest in his rule, and he didn't know which one was so bold. Just as he was wandering around the river and stomped his feet in a hurry, a fast ship floated over the river along the wind.

"Boatman--" Wu Anguo waved his arm hard, fearing that the other party would not see him. Suddenly, his arm froze in the air and soon drooped softly. At this time, he was afraid that the people on the boat would see him. He knew this ship, which he designed and customized. In summer, he took his wife to the river to swim, and the immortal relatives envied a river gull and a river gull. Today, Princess Ping'an Liu Ling stood at the bow of the boat like that day, holding Xiao Wuzheng in his arms, with a pale face without any blood, and his weak body trembled in the wind.

"Ling'er,--" Wu Anguo didn't know how to explain his current behavior to his wife, and muttered for a long time, but couldn't say a word. I thought that the moment he rushed out of the government office, someone had already gone to send Liu Ling a message. He knew that he couldn't stay in the railing, so Liu Ling took the lead to the dock, sent all the ships to the shore offshore, and blocked him by the river.

"What a cruel stupid thief"! Liu Ling's face was like frost, and he cursed, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Ling'er, I can only do this. Since this is the case, there is no choice. Everyone is watching the spirit of heaven." Wu Anguo didn't know how to comfort his wife, and rushed to help Liu Ling to the shore. After several consecutive times, Liu Ling avoided it. The couple was on the boat and the other on the pier. They looked at each other and were speechless.

"You don't want this boat, this family, children, and me," Liu Ling asked with a sob. The desolate voice broke my heart. The sailor who fixed the cable could not bear it first, threw down his work, got into the cabin, and started crying with sobs.

"I, I also know that this is not worthy of you, but I cannot let Chang Mao and the others bleed in vain. The emperor will not let go of the new policy. He has discovered the threat of the new policy to the Zhu family Jiye." Wu Anguo wanted to take out his heart and show his wife. It was really hard for him to choose between the new policy and the family.

Liu Ling jumped onto the pier and said, "This boat is for you. You have said it is the fastest sailboat. No matter how wind is going against the wind, no boat on the river can be faster than it."

I, Wu'anguo is not leaving, and I am unwilling to leave. I looked at my wife's eyes that were crying red and looked at her baby daughter, and she was in a dilemma. I wiped my tears and gritted my teeth and walked onto the boat.

"Go, you seek death. Let's see if the emperor is willing to give up his power to express his constitution just because you are sincere to the country. Let's see how many people you watch the fun with your blood." Liu Ling shouted angrily at his back.

"Wow——" Xiao Wuzheng cried just right, and his hands and feet kept stomping in Liu Ling's arms. His mother pinched her butt hard in her sleep, asking her how she could not protest.

"It's strong wind, you go ashore first, don't blow the children," Wu Anguo turned his head and said to his wife stupidly.

Liu Ling gave him a blank look and walked towards the shore without turning his head back. He asked while walking: "Do you remember having a child? Do you still remember being a family man. Didn't you throw away both of us mothers?"

"I--", Wu Anguo was choked and couldn't breathe. He followed Liu Ling, and then replied in a low voice after a while, "Ling'er, Chang Mao is dead."

"So you are also in a hurry to rush back to the capital to bury him for his life, and then put our mothers in and kill them all together with you, are you a cruel and short-lived stupid thief?" Liu Ling was so angry that his teeth were itchy and cursed hatefully: "If you really make up your mind, just cut our mothers two by one, and then kill them straight to the Golden Palace, so as not to worry in your heart when you are in front of the formation and unable to use it."

"Ling'er", Wu Anguo couldn't help but beat Gong to accompany him. At this moment, Bai Jinggang became a rogue and soft sword. He wanted to take his daughter and coax her. Liu Ling refused to give her life to her. The couple was stiff on the shore, allowing the child's crying to drift along the river breeze.

"Oh, my mom, I'm so tired. Marquis, Madam, you are all here. Child, what's wrong with the child? Let me see, let me see." Dad Mei climbed down from the horse like apart. Seeing Wu Anguo and his wife having a quarrel, he made some noises from afar to attract attention. While putting down the package of jewelry, he went up to report: "Report to Marquis, the things you bought for the lady, the jewelry store staff said they didn't have time to give it away. I thought I was safer to follow you, and I brought them all here. Now you can hand them over to your wife."

With outsiders in front of him, Liu Ling had to give her husband some mercy no matter what, handed her daughter to Wu Anguo, took out a handkerchief and rubbed her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "May Bo, what good thing? Please send it to the riverside from all over the place."

Dad Mei was slightly happy and thought to himself, if I hadn't chased the riverside, how could the Marquis go down the steps? He handed the package to Liu Ling and said, "The Marquis said on the street that he had never bought you a decent jewelry, and he felt guilty, so he went to the old Song family store to buy some and asked me to take it back for you. When I went back, I found out that you came to the riverside and ran over. Madam, the riverside is chilly, and the Marquis and you are strong, but this child may not be able to bear it. Let's lean on the shore more often, and I'll call you two carriages, and you two will take a look at what baby you go home and take a look."

"Ling'er, Chang Mao was murdered by the emperor." Wu Anguo knew that he would definitely not be able to leave today, so he whispered to discuss with his wife.

"I know," Liu Ling took the child and replied while coaxing his daughter to sleep, "Then you can't rush to fight to the death. He has 100,000 imperial guards, and there are several soldiers from the garrisons near the capital for mobilization. What's the use of you going alone? Besides, you are a magistrate and you can't go to Beijing without the emperor's order. If you go there, you are not justified and give others an excuse to punish others, and you have saved the money to buy assassins."

"I know, but I must not stand by and watch this matter. We cannot hide here and watch them die one by one." Wu Anguo felt a slight pain in his heart. Liu Ling's words made sense. He dragged himself firmly in Zhejiang. Zhu Yuanzhang took a good move, so that he could only watch the two sides fight from a distance, and he could not give up any effort if he wanted to help.

"It's not difficult to return to Beijing, as long as you have to promise me a few conditions." Liu Ling was unwilling to make her husband too anxious. After making trouble, she became angry. Looking at the small package, she knew that Wu Anguo still had himself in his heart before going to die, so her tone softened.

A few words made Wu Anguo feel as if he heard the sound of heaven. His wife inherited Liu Bowen's mantra and was always tricky. She never successfully played any tricks in front of her wife after she got married. She said that she would definitely be confident.

Regardless of whether Dad Mei was laughing or not, Wu Anguo bowed to Liu Ling and begged: "Good wife, hurry up and tell me what to do. I promise you that you will not be reckless again."

Liu Ling sighed softly, freed up his hand to twist Wu'anguo's arm, and whispered: "You enemy, I owe you in my previous life. It's not easy for you to return to Beijing. No matter how unreasonable the emperor is, he is your nominal father-in-law. We can't stop him after we go home for the holidays, we just need to make more preparations in advance. We cannot be slaughtered by others like meat on the chopping board after we arrive in the capital."

"How to go back and how to arrange it, I will do it now, and I will do it now." Wu Anguo agreed, only his wife's orders were followed.

"It's been two days since the matter has been gone. We've only got the news now. It's a bit late to rush back. The emperor probably has prepared everything he should have. This information is obviously a condom for you. You really have the courage to get in. Chang Mao's scouts did not send you news, and Xu Da did not send you news. Why do you kindly send you a letter with the palace guards who didn't have much contact with you? Is the emperor doing this to try to protect yourself in this matter, or is he standing by Feng Sheng regardless of everything?

On their side, if you ignore it, he just made a fuss to comfort Chang Mao's family and then find an opportunity to deal with General Fu and General Feng. If you rush over, you will be the first to deal with you. Borrow your head and establish your authority for everyone, so that officials from all over the country can work honestly and not care about the royal affairs. But we can't let him succeed. Go back to the city to spend some money and buy delicacies with great fanfare. Then I wrote a memorandum and asked me to go back to visit my mother in the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

"Good idea, good idea." Before Liu Ling finished speaking, Dad Mei stroked his hands and exclaimed, "The emperor has always advocated that he should govern the world with Neo-Confucianism. This filial piety is the best. He wrote this memorial and made many goods. His mother was sick and his brother died. He had no choice but to let you couple return to Beijing to visit relatives. As for what you couple do after returning to Beijing, he could not send people to watch every day! Leave the work of purchasing goods and creating momentum to me, and I will do it later. What a thousand-year-old man ginseng ten thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, and pick up the big news to buy it."

Liu Ling smiled and looked at Dad Mei, called the child into his hand, signaling him not to make a fuss, and hurried to call the carriage with the child in his arms. Seeing Dad Mei walking away happily, Fang whispered to Wu Anguo: "Last time Uncle Fu sent someone, I felt that this matter was not so simple, but I didn't expect that the emperor was really ruthless. At that time, I imitated your handwriting and wrote a letter to Wu Chen, arranging the people of the Zhan Escort Agency to send it to Wu Chen's mansion at all costs when chaos arises in the capital. It is estimated that the letter has arrived now. My purpose is to prevent the elderly from expressing their opinions easily. The emperor has no support, and some things are not easy to arrange."

Wu Anguo nodded, looked at his wife with gratitude, and secretly thanked God for help in his heart, and arranged for him to marry a good wife.

Liu Ling smiled and continued, "Your friend, King Yan Zhu Di, is not a good-for-nothing lamp. The emperor had previously denied the fiefdom promised to him again and again. The thousands of miles of rivers and mountains he had worked hard to make wedding dresses for his kings and brothers. This time he cut one arm down again. Can he give up? Even if he does not rebel, he will definitely take the opportunity to gain some benefits. At least he will instruct the Weibei Army to make some noise and scare the emperor. At that time, we take advantage of Zhu Yuanzhang's opportunity to find out the situation and secretly ask his adoptive father Xu Da and others to join forces to write a copy. Not only will we ban the Jinyiwei, but we will also write an edict to the world for the agreement that "no ministers can be arrested without conclusive evidence"."

"The Jinyiwei is just a sign. If the emperor bans them, he can build the Greenyiwei and Redyiwei again. This matter must be based on the system. It can really force the emperor to do this. Brother Chang can also rest in the sky." Listening to Liu Ling's analysis, Wu Anguo's mind gradually became clear, and Chang Mao's life was irreversible. Killing all the Jinyiwei was just a trick Zhu Yuanzhang played. How to use this opportunity to limit the imperial power legally and maximize the achievements of the new policy in recent years is the top priority. Only by doing these things well can Chang Mao's sacrifice be truly worthy of Chang Mao's sacrifice.

"I guess Uncle Fu and his team want more than that. Anyway, both of them are asking for prices everywhere and paying back the money when they land. We mediate in the middle and it is best to force the emperor to make concessions. If everything goes wrong and moves in the worst direction, the emperor will give up and insist on turning against everyone openly. The people we brought rushed into the capital, so as to save some people in the chaos."

"But where are our people? The guards in the mansion still have several emperor's spies hidden inside, so how can they be adjusted?" Wu Anguo grinned and asked worriedly. He regretted that he didn't get some military power in his hands. He always hoped that this nation would not bleed again for the civil war. Who would have expected that today's situation would happen. If he had known this, it would be better to have rebelled when the Northern Army was shook.

"Didn't Brother Chang's five hundred scouts go to Songjiang Mansion? Feng Ziming's fleet will not go so fast. Besides, there is a young Shao who is anxious, so he will definitely not want to give up like this. While waiting for the emperor's reply at home, we secretly sent my maid to find them, pick up 30 or 50 of them to gather here, first capture the Jinyiwei, and then hide them in the cargo ship and sneak into the capital. This time we have brought enough guys. The emperor does not follow the rules, and we don't have to be polite to anyone." Liu Ling tightly held Wu Anguo's hand and said seriously: "When the time comes, we will kill one enough, kill two to earn one, and accompany you to the end. Even if we are killed in battle, no one can separate us."

In the imperial city, outside the Shuixi Gate, Grand Secretary Wu Chen paced back and forth in his mansion, setting the opportunity to overturn the new policy in one fell swoop, but he suddenly couldn't make up his mind whether he should be in trouble or not.

Since the Minister of Revenue Guo Heng committed suicide in the spring, and the new troops and envoys and the imperial envoys were tangled with the case of embezzlement and misappropriation of the treasury, Grand Secretary Wu Chen's life has been getting worse day by day. Fortunately, he has always been cautious and has a reputation of being honest. He has no actual handle on money dealing with Guo Heng, and was caught by the Jinyiwei, and barely escaped.

The anti-corruption wind escaped, but the honor of the Imperial Study Room's right was never over to him. In Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, Wu Chen was just a sleek old man, and he had no other use except to restrain Shao Zhi, Zhu Jiangyan and others. It turned out that the bustling mansion was also gradually becoming less and less carriages. The "distant old friends of the distant room" who had a lack of connections had the most keen sense of smell. When he found that he had lost his favor, he immediately changed to someone else's disciple. Only the master Zhou Chongwen, who consciously made a mistake, was still guarding the cold stove without complaints, looking forward to the day when it rekindled.

The day finally came, and the emperor finally discovered the conflict between the new policy and the imperial power, and the form suddenly reversed. General Chang Mao was bleeding five steps at the door of the room. Zhu Yuanzhang was heartbroken and helped the corpse cry. He stopped the court for several days. It was the fourth day. The country could not be without a king for a day. In the past few days, some active civil officials had gone to Wu Chen's mansion many times, asking the Grand Secretary to jointly write a book and beg the emperor to mourn the country. He said it was a joint letter. Now that Grand Secretary Fei Zhen was dismissed from office and returned home, Grand Secretary Shao Zhi could not afford to take ill. The heavy burden was pressed on Wu Chen's head.

This Shao Zhi was so crazy. Wu Chen thought resentfully. On the day of the assassination, Grand Secretary Shao Zhi stood not far away from Chang Mao. Looking at the corpse of the person who was just smiling and greeting him was standing on the ground, he fainted immediately. After waking up, his eyes were straight and he talked nonsense. According to the imperial physician, he was already crazy and could not survive the New Year.

"Sir, why are you still hesitating? The emperor is waiting for your memorial. Who doesn't know that his sad son's death is just a gesture. Now he is waiting for someone to come up to advise. Now you don't take the lead to give him this step, who else can give him? Hand over this book and make clear the harm of the new policy. You will be the first person in the cabinet in the future. How to place civil and military officials in the future and how to mess with the group of people in Peking, the emperor will let you go." Master Zhou Chongwen was dizzy when Wu Chen turned his head and urged him impatiently.

Wu Chen sighed, and read the memorials drawn up by the direct officials together in the sunlight and placed them heavily on the table. It seemed to be to himself, or to the master, "At this time, we are not trying to add to the insult, is it a pity?"

"Sir, when did you learn this bodhisattva's heart? This is not the weakness that those in power should have. Now the emperor is considering how to deal with the new policy. At this time, if you don't stand in the right direction, when will you wait? After this time, when Wu'anguo comes back and use some tricks to make the emperor happy, we will have no chance again." Zhou Chongwen was so anxious that he stomped his feet, wishing he could grab Wu Chen's hand and press him to sign his name.

"The new policy violates the ethics of heaven and earth and the righteousness of the ruler and ministers. The emperor should have seen it clearly. If we step on it, I don't know how many people will be scouted their homes. The murder is too serious and we will be sent to God." Wu Chen sighed. From the beginning of the anti-corruption campaign in spring to the present, only half of the officials in the court have gone to the court. Six ministers and the ministers of the court have only left the Ministry of Personnel to support the store. Other officials may either go to the King of Hell to listen to the matter or work in a prison. Wu Chen himself is just a wandering soul for the rest of his life. At this time, it is indeed uneasy to provide the emperor with the opportunity to kill.

"If we don't step on this foot, they will not live long. The situation is obvious. The new policy did not threaten the majesty of the royal family. For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor turned a blind eye to many transcendences. Now they have been exposed to the straits. Long live can we stop easily? Our memorial is just to follow the emperor's wishes and make clear the situation. End this chaotic situation as soon as possible, and the world will not be turbulent because of these things. In fact, you still have made contributions to the country and the country." Zhou Chongwen saw that Wu Chen could not make up his mind, so he changed his opinion and persuaded him.

"Can you have a contribution to the country and the country be worthy of your heart?" Wu Chen smiled bitterly and rubbed his face. Master Zhou was good to him, and he also understood in his heart. If Wu Chen doesn't have this book, sooner or later there will be people who will be good at understanding the saint's will. However, after the emperor experienced this time when the general forced the palace, he would definitely have to take action with the new policy in the future. The difference is that he kept some of the magical tricks and tricks that could ensure the stability of the country and the full treasury, or overturn all of them, and return to the old path of governing the country with Neo-Confucianism.

"Sir, what's wrong with you today? This is not like you. Our master and servant have been neglected for more than half a year. You are about to be forced to retire and return home. Now that the emperor has given you a chance, why don't you hurry up? Sign up and send it to the palace at dawn. The emperor will definitely be happy. Maybe he can still take back the errand for the imperial examination this year from the boy named Zhou. At that time, all the Jinshi in the key year will be your disciples. Are you still afraid that there will be no successor in the future?" Zhou Chongwen showed his interests one by one, and his heart became more and more anxious. The court had to let him down the Zhou family, and the group of people in Peking had to let him down. If he didn't make all this upside down, it would be difficult to calm his hatred.

"It's hard, I'm also a minister of the dynasty." Wu Chen still shook his head, unable to say the pain in his heart. Without Zhou Chongwen's urging, Chang Mao had seen the opportunity after being assassinated and was eager to try. But the night before yesterday, I don't know who sent a letter, but he could even put it secretly next to his pillow. When he woke up in the morning, he almost suffered a stroke and followed Shao Zhi's footsteps. He opened the letter and saw that it was the stinky word Wu'anguo, with only one sentence inside, "Who will the next knife be on?"

"Sir, do you tell me what is the rare thing? If you don't say it, how can I give you an idea?" Zhou Chongwen couldn't help asking, this old man, he slackened at critical moments. No wonder he was kicked out of the imperial study room, and he really couldn't help but mud.

"The next knife may not be our man. Who will argue for us then?" Wu Chen said with a wry smile. Liu Ji was poisoned, and he didn't say anything because he knew that Hu Weiyong, who was instructed by the emperor to make trouble. Hu Weiyong's family was raided, but he didn't dare to say something because there was a fool Wu Anguo taking everything on his head; Jinyiwei tortured confessions and implicated innocent people, but he didn't say anything yet, because the culprit was himself. Now the emperor is too lazy to find evidence of crime, so he directly used as an assassin to kill people. After he remained silent, would he still applaud the killer?

Even if you hate the new policy to the core, Wu Chen can't do it.

Wu Anguo said it well on the note, the next one may not be you.

The Drunkard's new work "The Oracle of Blood" is listed on Xian. Please support me and leave a message. The essence will be printed on the back cover of the book next month. Thank you.
Chapter completed!