General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 188 He Zi
Jinling is the land of golden powder in the Six Dynasties, and the hometown of scrolls in the world.

Zhu Zaiyong finally came, and Jiajing obviously didn't intend to let Zhu Zaiyong return to Beijing anytime soon.

Instead, Zhu Zaiyu is going to listen and see more in Jinling for a while.

Inside Qingning Palace in Nanjing.

Zhu Zaixun discussed with Zhang Juzheng where to go and see in the hall.

Only Ning Jue stood by with a resentful face.

After Jiajing did this, the whipping method was done, and the first season of this summer was spread out in such a muddle-headed way.

This season, the tenant farmers have whipped to stir it up like this, and they can deal with the stalls into the mu, but if all the tenant farmers in the world swarm into the city today, there will be no grain falling from the sky. How will the people live in the next season?
For a long time, Ning Jue felt that he was being tricked by Jiajing as a catfish.

Now Ning Jue finally understood that the biggest catfish was Jiajing whose head was stuffed with money.

Who would have thought that Jiajing, the head of the feudal landlord in name, would turn his head and strangle the feudal landlord to death for money.

"I want to play!"

Standing outside the palace gate, Mai Fu was noncommittal, just looked at Ning Jue with a smile and said, "Qianxian, the emperor ordered that as long as the crown prince is in Jinling, you can directly report to the crown prince, and you don't need to pass it to the Secretary of the General Administration. The Secretary of State does not accept or record."

"Then the pilot project in Xishan was just handed over to the governor's office?!"

"Not only the governor's yamen, the emperor also appointed a county magistrate of Xishan."

"What kind of county magistrate can speak for the people with sincerity? Is there such an official in the Ming Dynasty? Tell me what the name of that person is, and I will ask Shuda to give you the details of that person. Look at what His Majesty chose. A bunch of people!"

"Say!"

Zhang Juzheng, who was originally in front of the book case, also turned his head to look at Mai Fu when he heard the words.

Mai Fu was not annoyed, but just bowed his head and said: "I heard that his name is Hai Rui, and he is the second in the top three in this department. Zhang Shi said..."

Before Mai Fu could finish speaking, just hearing the word "Hai Rui", Ning Jue walked out of Qingning Palace.

"Where is Qian Xian going?"

"Aren't I the censor of the capital? Can't I go out to hear about things?!"

Not to mention before Hai Rui entered the officialdom, even after entering the officialdom, even if he was caught by someone, he would not live for 15 years in Wanli!

It wasn't until Ning Jue left that Zhu Zaishun came back to his senses.

"Mr. Zhang, there are so many academies in Jinling, why don't we go to the academies?"

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Juzheng said: "If His Highness wants to go, Zhang will naturally not stop him, but Zhang doesn't like the wind of giving lectures."

"Why?"

"It's nothing more than a group of people taking advantage of the opportunity to gain influence, and at most it's empty talk."

As for the so-called lecturing, Zhang Juzheng already understood it very clearly.

It is a group of people who find an excuse to gather together to fight against dissidents.

In the original history, this was also the direct reason for Zhang Juzheng's disagreement with Xu Jie's master and apprentice in his later years. In the seventh year of Wanli, Zhang Juzheng even forcibly shut down the Tianxia Xinxue Academy by himself, almost cutting off the incense of Xinxue.

Hearing Zhang Juzheng's words, Zhu Zaixun didn't say anything more.

It's just that Zhu Zaixun didn't mention the matter of going out of the palace any more, and just handed over a bunch of copybooks to Zhang Juzheng to deal with.

After explaining the affairs of the palace ban, Zhu Zaiyi changed into a suit of clothes, and disappeared into the palace ban with a few Tiwei.
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Just after Ning Jue left the Forbidden City, a pair of eyes fixed on Ning Jue on a carriage parked outside the palace.

"Sir, this should be the favorite minister of the Eastern Palace, the imperial censor from the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

The coachman introduced He Xinyin to He Xinyin through the car door.

He Xinyin frowned slightly, clicked her tongue and said, "Sure enough, it's not like ordinary people."

"How did you see it, sir?"

"How can ordinary people be favored?"

"Congratulations, sir."

"Follow up and find a chance to chat with him."

"Here."

Ning Jue walked out of the palace angrily, and it wasn't until after she walked out of the palace that Ning Jue came back to it.

I was blocked by Jiajing!For whom? !He couldn't even get to the cabinet.

Ning Jue couldn't help but stop while walking on the street.

At the moment Ning Jue stopped, he suddenly noticed that the carriage behind him also stopped.

This car has been following me since I left the palace!

Realizing that there was something wrong with the car, Ning Jue almost burst into tears with excitement.

Finally a normal person came to know how to assassinate me!
Ning Jue looked around vigilantly, and saw that there was a red building not far away, and there were four soldiers on the upper floor who were always vigilant about the situation in the city, and walking forward was Wucheng Bingmasi.

After pondering for a while, Ning Jue finally decided to wait a little longer.

Finally, two assassins came, but these blind people should not be mixed up.

The driver on the carriage was a little surprised and said to He Xinyin in the carriage: "Sir, could it be that Ning Ke has finally noticed us?"

He Xinyin frowned.

"Follow!"

"Here!"

Ning Jue walked in front, and the carriage followed.

While leaving, Ning Jue's brain was also thinking about who sent this car.

Although usually no one would dare to attack him, but when Ning Jue calmed down and thought about it carefully.

It seems that everyone I know seems to have a motive to kill me!

Ning Jue carefully considered the journey, and when he came back to his senses, Ning Jue had already walked out of the city gate, and one person and one car had arrived on the official road outside the city.

The driver on the car whispered with some panic: "Sir...why, why are there fewer and fewer people leaving this place? I, I'm a little scared..."

"I'm afraid, we have horses and wheels, if we really want to run, can he catch up with us?"

He Xinyin hadn't finished speaking when he saw Ning Jue had stopped in place, took out the Chaohu from the back of his waist, and glared at him panting.

Ning Jue couldn't move anymore.

In fact, Ning Jue wanted to shout "Why don't you do it?", but no matter what, Ning Jue was really bored.

This is almost to the General Mountain!
He Xinyin stared at Ning Jue, frowning involuntarily.

"There is an ambush, let's go!"

"Here!"

The coachman flicked his whip and slapped the horse's butt hard.

The horse neighed in pain, then turned around and disappeared on the official road, leaving Ning Jue alone in the wind.

Didn't the co-author come to assassinate? !

"You fucking took me back!"

Ning Jue almost collapsed and chased after the carriage.

On the huge official road, this is the only vehicle with wheels.

Ning Jue cursed all the way, and after a while, he saw the carriage parked by the side of the road.

Ning Jue, who was already full of anger, directly walked towards the carriage holding the chao wat.

"No, are you sick? Are you so far away from me when you're full?"

He Xinyin, who was on the carriage, got out of the carriage, pointed at Ning Jue, and then said: "Ning Qianxian, He has taken the lead."

Originally, He Xinyin thought there was an ambush.

After running for a while and finding no one there, he stopped.

Before Ning Jue could open his mouth, He Xinyin said something softly.

"A total of seventeen sentences."

Ning Jue was stunned and said, "Seventeen sentences?"

"Not much."

"Qian Xian wants He Mou to let you go back to the city?"

"Of course!"

"Then you fucking can get in the car."

Ning Jue, who had already stepped into the car with one leg, just froze in place.

"What the fuck did you say?"

"Eighteen sentences."

Hearing He Xinyin's words, Ning Jue forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and climbed into the car without saying a word.

"You can sit anywhere, don't dirty my car."

Ning Jue didn't dare to make a sound, but just stared out of the window.

Because Ning Jue knew that this kind of person dared not to kill people, let alone whether he dared to kill someone. If he was in a hurry to scold him, he could really scold himself, throw himself outside the city, and then drive back to the city by himself.

In any case, you have to wait until you return to the city.

This is the first time Ning Jue thinks that Nanjing Jubaomen looks so lovely.

And He Xinyin on the carriage was still chattering and counting.

"I really don't know what you're lying on the window looking at."

"Okay, that's the last sentence."

Then He Xinyin made a subconscious sentence.

"Straight mother thief pay more attention in the future."

Before He Xinyin finished speaking, Ning Jue, who had already run out of patience, swung towards He Xinyin in his turn.

"The person who wears it looks like a dog, I didn't realize that your mouth is quite broken!"

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and Ning Jue slapped He Xinyin's face with his wat.

"It's fine to go all the way with me, but you still scolded me all the way when I asked you to bring me back?"

"You still want to earn a sentence?"

Apparently He Xinyin was also taken aback by Ning Jue's wat board.

"one board."

Saying this, He Xinyin subconsciously groped around.

Ning Jue was not willing to let go of this opportunity, he raised his hand and swung it up again.

"Are you still thinking about paying it back? Open your tricks and see clearly, you have already arrived at the Jubao Gate!"

"Two boards and one sentence."

"You still talk twice!"

"What is three words and two shots?"

He Xinyin asked subconsciously, and before Ning Jue could answer, she rounded her fist and swung towards Ning Jue.

Ning Jue flashed subconsciously.

"Boom!" With a sound, He Xinyin punched the car board.

"It's all over the place, isn't it?"

"Ning Qianxian, He has something to discuss, so he bothers you. If you don't want to suffer, then we won't be able to discuss it."

Ning Jue looked at He Xinyin in astonishment.

"Why don't you suffer?"

"The Master said, repay grievances with straightness, and repay virtue with kindness."

"Is that what Confucius meant?!" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ning Jue fell silent.

Because he remembered that Confucius seemed to mean that.

He Xinyin also calmly said: "Yes, Wu Da, come and help."

"Ugh."

After that, the coachman squeezed into the carriage.

The already cramped cabin was even smaller.

"You still shake people, right?!"

"The Master said, relatives hide from each other, and friends help each other."

"Which sub-say is the second half of the sentence?!"

He Xinyin was silent for a moment.

"He Zi."

A moment later, Ning Jue was thrown out of the car window by He Xinyin and the two of them.

It's just that Ning Jue didn't feel the stiff stone road.

Only then did he realize that his whole body fell on Xu Pengju who was patrolling the Chengguan.

"Ke Zhong, it's really you. I heard this sound familiar just now."

Ning Jue seemed to be seeing a relative, pointing at He Xinyin's carriage and saying repeatedly: "Suck it for me! As long as you can't kill yourself, smoke it to death! It's all mine!"

At this moment, Ning Jue also came back to his senses.

This is the nobleman!

With a character of vindictiveness, how can he bear this fat beating?

"Ke Zhong's atmosphere! Have you heard it all?! Do it!"

"Here!"

More than 20 Ming soldiers guarding Jubao Gate sang in unison.
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After half an hour.

The disheveled He Xinyin lay on the ground panting heavily.

"Seven kicks for 120, seven slaps, and twenty punches."

Wu Er, the coachman, helped He Xinyin get up from the ground.

"Sir, what about me?"

"It counts."

"Why are we looking for him?"

"I originally wanted to talk to him about the new law of cooperation, but now it seems that there is no rush."

He Xinyin picked up the Confucian crown from the ground, climbed into the carriage again, and said as if nothing happened: "Drive."

"Here."

(End of this chapter)