Chapter 181 Farewell Outside the City

Huang Zicheng was demoted.

From the second-rank imperial sect in the capital court, he was demoted to the fifth-rank prefect and sent to Dengzhou Prefecture, Shandong, Linhai. From then on, he faced the sea. The spring flowers bloomed, and everything he ate was not delicious...

In the morning, a eunuch hurried into Huang Zicheng's mansion with the imperial edict and read out Zhu Yunwen's decree.

Huang Zicheng knelt on the ground and was stunned for a long time. He couldn't understand why the emperor, who was still attentive to call him Mr. Huang yesterday, turned his face overnight and said he was demoted.

After finding out that the emperor came out of the Jinyiwei Fushiyao, his expression was wrong and he immediately issued this order. Huang Zicheng immediately understood that all this was caused by Xiao Fan.

But Huang Zicheng didn't even understand that he was not greedy or violated the law. What kind of slander did the traitor Xiao Fan make in front of the emperor? He even made the emperor not even give him the opportunity to explain, and mercilessly demoted him from the capital. What methods did Xiao Fan... use?

Huang Zicheng received the imperial edict and sighed tragically. That young man really couldn't see through it!

Failed, miserable!

I was originally ready to fight Xiao Fan in the court to the death, but I didn't expect that Xiao Fan would win without even opening the prelude.

The imperial edict stated that "depart immediately", and Huang Zicheng naturally did not dare to violate the order. He rushed to the Ministry of Personnel's Office with a depressed expression, handed over the affairs with the officials in charge, received the official seal and the Ministry of Personnel's documents, then hired an old carriage, took two old servants, arranged their families, and went to Dengzhou Prefecture, Shandong alone to take office.

The imperial edict was issued too suddenly, and the civil and military officials in the court were still unaware of it. When Huang Zicheng left, there was not even a minister to send him off.

In July of the 31st year of Hongwu, on the hot summer day, the sunset shines on the ancient mottled city wall of Yingtian, the capital. The walls are thick and solid, and exudes the ancient charm of vicissitudes under the sunset.

An old carriage drove out of the north gate of the capital silently and out of the Taiping Gate. The carriage stopped. An old man in a plain long gown was helped out by his servants. He looked back at the capital and could vaguely see the green tiles and red walls in the city, and the undulating palace of the capital like mountains. The old man burst into tears.

After tidying up his clothes, he knelt on the side of the official road outside the Taiping Gate with a sad face, and then faced the palace and kowtowed three respectfully, and the turbid old tears fell one by one on the black soil.

The Ming Dynasty where the waves wash away the sand has the unique pride of heaven, and the losers who have failed to fall into the sand.

Huang Zicheng left sadly, silently accepted the fate of failure, and left the court where he had been an official for thirteen years. Where will the future Ming Dynasty go? He can no longer control the future.

Xiao Fan, I hope you have the ability and responsibility to assist the emperor in carrying this country with hidden dangers and dangers.

"Dengzhou is a good place..." Xiao Fan smiled relaxedly.

He is indeed qualified to laugh now because he is the winner, the winner who will laugh to the end.

"What's the best in Dengzhou?" Cao Yi was also laughing, and his victory was also his.

"Dengzhou is not far from the sea, it is the legendary Penglai Immortal Island. If Lao Huang is bored as a prefect, he can go overseas to seek immortals and knock on a few elixirs. Do you think it's okay?"

Cao Yi agreed: "Okay! Being a god is much better than being a prefect..."

Cao Yi paused, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he leaned into Xiao Fan's ear and said mysteriously: "...Do you want me to help Old Man Huang and let him be ranked in the Immortal Class early?"

Xiao Fan shook his head quickly and said, "No! Killing people is just a head-on, and everything cannot be killed. Huang Zicheng and I are political enemies. Now that he has been defeated and left the capital, this is enough. I have different political views from him, and it has not reached the point of never ending."

Cao Yi looked at Xiao Fan for a while and exclaimed: "Brother Xiao is kind-hearted and is in danger of the temple, but he has a Bodhisattva heart. Cao admires it!"

Xiao Fan said politely: "Brother Cao praised it. This time, Huang Zicheng was defeated. Thanks to Brother Cao forged a secret letter overnight, I can compete for me in one fell swoop. Brother Cao made an indelible contribution..."

Cao Yi's smile suddenly became a little frozen: "...I've forged a secret letter overnight?"

Xiao Fan was stunned: "Yes, it was the secret letter that the emperor saw in 'inadvertent'. It was made up of some of Xiao Fan's eight serious crimes. Even if it was fabricated, it would be a waste of time... Haha, Brother Cao, you are really insidious. If this is true, I will be in trouble. At least there will be a lot of chaos in the court."

Cao Yi looked at Xiao Fan with a strange expression, and said slowly for a while: "I forged a secret letter, but it's useless, because the spy lurking in Huang Zicheng's mansion did hand over a real secret letter..."

Xiao Fan's eyelids twitched and he said in surprise: "Is the secret letter the emperor read today..."

Cao Yi nodded and said, "The secret letter that the emperor saw was a real secret letter. Every sentence and every word on it is a real record. After reading it, I felt that the forged one was far less despicable than the real one, so I put the real secret letter back on your desk..."

Xiao Fan was dumbfounded and speechless for a long time...

After a long time...

"Huang Zicheng! You bastard! Do you really want to kill me? I am irreconcilable with you!" Xiao Fan was furious, his handsome face turned red, and he stared at Cao Yi and said viciously: "Brother Cao, now you will take the enemy-suppressing masters from the Jinyiwei out of the city to catch up with Huang Zicheng, kill that old guy, and let him be ranked in the immortal class!"

Seeing Xiao Fan being furious, Cao Yi in turn advised: "Brother Xiao, forget it, calm down, killing people is just a slightest..."

"What a bullshit! Who is the bastard!"

"This is what you just said..."

“…………”

After persuading for more than half an hour, Xiao Fan's anger finally faded.

"Brother Cao, how did you arrange Huang Zicheng in the forged secret letter?" Xiao Fan was curious about this question. In theory, the crime of fabricating false charges should be a wild idea. You can make up whatever you want. How could you make it so bad that it was not even as good as the real one?

Cao Yi scratched his head embarrassedly and laughed: "I just made up some trivial things..."

"What are trivial matters?"

"For example, one night, Huang Zicheng woke up in the middle of the night, quietly went out, and sneaked out of the city and stole an ancient tomb..."

Xiao Fan's face turned a little dark: "...what else?"

"After stealing the tomb, he entered the city again and knocked on the door of a widow's house..."

Xiao Fan's eyes were straight: "Digging the grave of a dead household and knocking on the widow's door, you're really mean to make arrangements..."

Cao Yi said proudly: "There are also people who don't admit their gambling money, don't pay for prostitutes, and there are more than 300 naked paintings of his daughter-in-law hidden in the study, etc...."

"Stop! Forget it! You did it right, the real one is more reliable. Fortunately, you made the right choice..."

Huang Zicheng was exiled to Shandong, and Xiao Fan, the commander of the Jinyiwei, visited the vassals of the northern land on behalf of the emperor...

The government and the country were in great shock, and a battle without gunpowder ended quickly and magically, and the ending was beyond everyone's surprise.

Xiao Fan, this mysterious young man, what method did he use to fight Huang Zicheng, the leader of the Qingliu Minister, in one day? There was no sign of fighting in advance, and no one came out to explain afterwards. After that, the emperor's decree of exile, he returned to the deep palace. Xiao Fan was ready to go north with great fanfare, as if he didn't remember that Huang Zicheng had appeared in the court at all.

The ministers were shocked. The emperor exiled the emperor as soon as he ascended the throne. What is the profound meaning in this? Why did Huang Zicheng offend the emperor? Everyone was confused.

The Qingliu faction was in a panic and suddenly panicked. On the night when he learned the news, the left censor Bao Zhao, the censor Huang Guan, the Minister of Rites Zhang Jue, the Left Minister of Rites Chen Di and others went to the palace to see the emperor, hoping to pursue the truth.

Unfortunately, they couldn't even enter the Meridian Gate. Zhu Yunwen refused to see him and sent the eunuchs to speak out. He called Huang Guan, Bao Zhao and others in a stern tone and reprimanded Huang Guan, Bao Zhao and others to disobey the ministers, and formed a party in private to disrupt the court. If there was a next time, they would be investigated and dealt with...

When everyone heard Zhu Yunwen's stern tone, they couldn't help but feel frightened. They knelt outside the Meridian Gate and kowtowed and apologized. Then they went back to their houses and closed their doors to think about their mistakes. The Qingliu faction was greatly hit.

The reactions of the treacherous parties such as Ru Hui, Hanlin Scholar Xie Jin and other treacherous parties were completely opposite. They could use the four words "ecstatic" to describe their mood.

I originally thought that after Xiao Fan left Beijing, they would be suppressed and excluded by Huang Zicheng and others. Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan was so interesting that he helped everyone before leaving and cleaned up the backyard. From then on, the Qingliu was weak, the treacherous party was rampant, and the court was full of evil spirits...

The treacherous parties felt from the bottom of their hearts that they had the right team, and the treacherous ministers were indeed more promising than loyal ministers.

Everything was ready, and the imperial envoy Xiao Fan set out to travel north.

This time, he will lead only 3,000 personal soldiers from the ceremonial army to Beiping, and meet with Zhu Di, the King of Yan, who has 100,000 troops, and have another grudge and entanglement with Zhu Di. The future of this journey is uncertain and dangerous. I wonder if I can return safely.

When Xiao Fan thought of the situation he was about to face, he felt so angry that he sweared that when he saw Jiangdu again, he must take off her pants and beat her round and perky little butt to swell her anger!

As for Chen Ying'er... it's his mother! I don't care whether she is her own wife, I took her pants and beat her up!

On July 19th, the capital was outside Taiping Gate, the north city of Yingtian Prefecture.

Three thousand imperial envoys stood neatly and solemnly on both sides of the official road, with yellow dragon flags flying in the wind, and the team held several deacons in front of the team, and wrote the titles "Qinshi appointed the Minister of the Heavenly Prefectures", "Qin Feng Cheng Yi Bo", "Emperor Commander of the Jinyiwei" and other names. Four officials held quiet whips in their hands and roared into the sky several times, and the gongs shook the sky, making a great fortune.

In the middle of the team, a yellow umbrella cover was raised high above his head, and the brocade clothes in front of the umbrella were holding scepters, golden gourds, squad hammers and other ceremonial equipment, standing quietly in the middle of the official road.

Although the entire team was silent, it exuded a majestic and awe-inspiring voice, which made the people on both sides of the road kneel down and dared not speak out.

In the ten-mile long pavilion north of the city, Xiao Fan was wearing a brand new flying fish suit and a gauze hat. His handsome face inadvertently showed a fierce majesty.

Dozens of ministers in the court who came to see him off said goodbye to Xiao Fan. Whether they were sincere or not, at least they all showed a reluctant expression on the surface.

As soon as the court experienced a major change, the Qingliu faction lost power overnight, Huang Zicheng was demoted, Huang Guan, Baozhao and others were severely scolded. All of this was done by this elegant young man, and even the blind man could see that the future court would be largely controlled by this young man who had just entered the officialdom for two years. He unknowingly became the first powerful minister of the Jianwen New Dynasty in his actions of not showing off his mountains and not showing off his waters or showing off his face.

Of course, there are many powerful officials who come to curry favor with others.

This is the case with the ministers who came to see him off. The future of the official is dependent on Xiao Fan's hand-turning hands. How can everyone not be flattered? How dare they not be flattered?

Xiao Fan smiled and was polite, neither humble nor arrogant, just like the poor scholar who went to Beijing alone back then, with flowers blooming and falling, and fondness and disgrace. Two years have passed, and even if he is powerful now, he dare not be arrogant at all. He is more sober than anyone else. Today's power is just today. How can you know your fate tomorrow? Since ancient times, people who are too proud often end up miserably, which is what he has always taken as a warning.

The Minister of War Ru Rong and others did not trust themselves when they saw Xiao Fan's power, and their attitude was as humble as usual. These treacherous parties who were tied to Xiao Fan's interests all showed admiring smiles. This was the demeanor and demeanor that the leaders of a faction should have. They finally felt relieved.

Farewell to everyone, Xiao Fan pulled Yuan Zhong, who was left behind in the Jinyiwei Pacification Department of the Capital, secretly reminded him a few words, and specifically told him to closely monitor Zhu Di's third son who was trapped in the capital, and would not allow them to escape from the sight of the Jinyiwei spies for a moment. If they dared to escape, they would kill them on the spot and would never let them go back to Peking.

Yuan Zhong was born in the Eastern Palace and was once a personal bodyguard around Zhu Yunwen. He was loyal to Zhu Yunwen. He naturally understood the importance of these three people to the court to the emperor. He looked shaking when he heard this, and Zheng responded with a twitch.

Xiao Fan was abnormal and repeatedly told him again and again, even repeated it in a bit verbose manner.

He had to repeat that now he was going to Peiping, and Zhu Di hated him to the core. He knew the importance of Zhu Di's three sons too well. If he didn't hold these three aces tightly in his hand and save his life if necessary, he would probably be alive this time.

While everyone was saying goodbye, a blue-paned carriage drove slowly from the official road of Shili Pavilion in the north of the city. The carriage was very old and made a squeaking and harsh sound when walking.

When the imperial envoy traveled, the official road in the north of the city was banned, and no one was allowed to enter and exit the carriages. Naturally, the blue-paned carriage could not move at all. When he reached the corner outside the Ten Mile Pavilion, he had to stop.

The coachman raised his whip with one hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the long and long team of flags covering the sun, and then turned his head to the carriage. He said, "Master, I can't enter the city anymore. There are many people in front of him, and the officers and soldiers blocked the road. There are many court ministers standing there, as if waiting for someone..."

The blue carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a thin and slightly black face. This man was about forty years old, with a thin face, protruding cheekbones, and a fluttering black beard under the jaw. He was free from wind, and his complexion was peaceful and unhurried, neither sad nor happy, and a gentle and calm attitude faintly showed.

The most distinctive thing is his eyes. These eyes are not big or small, but when looking at things, they first open it hard, and then slowly narrow it. The pupils seem to have lost their focal length, giving people the impression that they are confused and unsightly when seeing anything.

This man was wearing a very ordinary plain short shirt and sat in the carriage in a daze. After the coachman finished speaking for a while, he seemed to have just heard it, and slowly walked out of the carriage, stood on the shaft of the carriage and put on the awning to look around.

But I saw a large green shadow not far ahead, with three layers inside and three layers outside, which was extremely congested.

"There are so many people..." The middle-aged man sighed, "Since he left Shu, he hasn't seen so many people for a long time. He has been walking on the rugged and majestic mountain road for more than a month. Today, he suddenly saw the bustling and noisy, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Haha,———————Do you? Are the people and soldiers in the capital still like to wear green clothes now? It's so strange..."

The coachman sweated heavily and said, "Master... what you see is the woods next to the official road, not people."

"Hmm? Is it? Why is it the woods? Where are the people?" The middle-aged man was shocked and looked around with his blank eyes.
To be continued...