On the sixth day of the 10th month, the wind rises when the green duckweed is in slightest.

As the Great Sunday newspaper was sealed, some articles began to discuss the benefits of the One Whip Law in Pratyek. And the voices were gradually increasing, attracting discussions from court officials.

Few people who are in the officialdom can survive alone, but they are all organized. Among them, including Jia Huan. His identity is not limited to He's generals.

However, officials are more taboo: forming cliques for personal gain. On the surface, they are all open and upright gentlemen. After all, the saints say: A gentleman is a group but not a party, and a villain is a party but not a group.

Therefore, Jia Huan's counterattack will not roar out in a short period of time, just like a mountain torrent that erupts. It will expose all his cliques. Who would be so stupid?

Moreover, being able to set off a huge wave in the court in a short period of time is a strength that only the big bosses in the court have. Jia Huan's strength is not that strong.

Therefore, when the court was "destroying", Jia Huan did not play the cards in his hand. When Eunuch Liu and others were in the hands of "the king" of the enemy, no matter how good the cards were, they were all useless cards.

However, until now, all the big cards prepared by the opponent will be released. If you play again, you will have a good effect.

Nearly five months of "destruction" time is enough for Jia Huan to arrange everything before he was imprisoned in early October.

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On the seventh day of the 10th month, Jia Huan was detained on the sixth day of Tianzhu. The Jia Mansion was filled with sorrow. In the afternoon, in the study, Jia Zheng and the clean guests were chatting.

"Old Shiweng, please rest assured. Brother Jia Shi was just a temporary injustice and will come out later."

"The Holy Lord is the Lord, but he is just a traitor and slander. The Lord will definitely be able to restore Brother Jia Shi's innocence."

The group of cleaners said in the study, comforting Jia Zheng, who was a little irritable. Of course, they were all nonsense. No one of Jia Zheng’s cleaners was good at practice. Mr. Bai, who was really good at practice, would not flatter him here.

"Oh..." Jia Zheng waved his hand and paced back and forth in the study. He returned to Beijing in mid-June and handed over the errand of Fujian's deputy envoy. But there is no official selection yet. The court has been stirred up in a pot. A fourth-rank official has to choose a third-rank official, and the situation has to be clear.

From the third rank to the Ministry, the Ministry of Personnel decided. Although the imperial concubine card of the Jia Mansion was abolished, Song Tianguan did not make a rash decision. The Jia Mansion was not a newcomer, but an old-fashioned family.

After Jia Zheng returned to the government, the first thing he did was to play the big face treasure routinely. The reason was that Jia Huan wrote a letter to Fujian when Baoyu attacked him and filed a lawsuit. After that, he studied, drank, and watched the overall situation of the court. Because Jia Huan told him that he just had to watch.

But how could he not be anxious after being arrested for a few days? No matter whether there is father-son or not, he still relies heavily on Jia Huan. Whether it is housework or government affairs.

Grand View Garden, in Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Daiyu wrote a poem on the desk where Jia Huan was said to be resentful: He was in a poor and looked down at the shadows, and his life was in a state of coldness. He had not promised to praise the previous seats, but who could get out of the left side of the world? The geese left and the geese came to the north, and the flowers bloomed and fell from the south of the Yangtze River. It was pitiful that Yu Xin was full of talent, and his heart was already unbearable.

Daiyu gently pressed her thin pen tube against her white and graceful chin and said softly: "What is this a poem of resentment? If you are forced to resign, don't you allow anyone to complain?" The voice was as clear as a silence, and it was extremely beautiful.

"Yes!" Baoqin and Xiangling nodded. They both admire Daiyu's poetry talent the most.

Baochai smiled bitterly and said softly: "Pin'er, it's not about poetry." Nan Wang's place of the Ministry of Justice was even more worried. I wonder how my husband lived in prison?

The golden hairpin all spoke in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the atmosphere was very depressing. After all, the previous fight was just a game for those men, but Jia Huan was taken away from home again, which directly affected the senses of the women.

Baoyu gave Jia Zheng a heavy blow. At this time, he was already very happy. He joined in the fun in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and said with a smile: "My sister Lin, don't worry. Keep your body carefully. Huan Lao San must have a backup plan. I saw that he was calm when he was arrested.

Furthermore, look at how many of his classmates in Wuyou Hall are worried? I heard people say they were drinking and writing poems yesterday." After Wei Hanlin took office, he cleared all of Jia Huan's classmates from the truth and made a selfless act.

To be honest, the big-faced treasure man is actually very smart. He knows the little things. He thinks that the third brother Huan, who has been so miserable, will be fine. On the one hand, Jia Huan quickly makes him feel disheartened. On the other hand, Jia Huan is the Jia family's purple gold beam.

There is no one in the Jia family who can handle such a fierce political whirlpool in the capital, except Jia Huan.

The Yuan Concubine has fallen out of favor. Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang don’t want something wrong with Jia Huan. Big Face Bao doesn’t want anything. He is not stupid. Although he hates Jia Huan, hates Jia Huan, and is unhappy with Jia Huan, the accident between Jia Huan is almost equivalent to something accident in the Jia family. He is also not doing well.

Xiangyun interrupted quickly and said angrily: "Second brother, what are you saying? Brother Huan is still suffering in prison. When he was captured, he acted like he did, but he just didn't want us to worry."

The women started to talk about it. They could not hide their worries in their words. However, what they didn't know was that the situation was changing quietly.

On Daiyu's desk, in Today's Truth, an article signed by Tang Daobin listed the increase in treasury tax revenue since the imperial court implemented the One-Whip Law. Various data are extremely detailed.

Tang Daobin, 39 years old at the time, was named Yuan Zheng, and was from Huating, Nanzhili. He was a Jinshi in the Yimao year. In the same year as Jia Huan, he was appointed as the head of the Ministry of Revenue.

In the season, it is already winter. However, in the situation of the court, the cold winter is over, and the spring breeze and willows return.

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In a courtyard in the front yard of Wuyoutang, various news is spreading like flowing water. At the same time, various rumors are also starting from here and spreading in the capital. Jia Huan personally raised the information department here.

Before the newspaper appeared, the main source of information from the roadside club was rumors everywhere. And the people at Wendao Academy had a lot of experience in manipulating public opinion.

In the hall, Pang Ze drank tea and laughed: "It's still Senior Wei who is so powerful. He sealed Han Jin's idiot. Fatty Xiao is just too nostalgic."

Luo Junzi smiled and shook his head, and while placing the documents, he said, "After all, Senior Wei is the eldest brother's father-in-law and Zi Yu's room teacher."

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On the ninth day of the 10th month, the dynamics in the Judeath have been paid attention to by the ministers in the court. The storm is gathering.

In the evening, the eunuch Liu Guozhong, the commander of the Jinyiwei Mao Kun, and the King of Jin were drinking and talking at the Zhaixing Tower in the King of Jin's mansion.

The cold wind yells, and the building is as warm as spring.

The three of them sat in separate seats, and there were several plates of exquisite side dishes and a pot of fine wine on the table in front of them. No one was serving next to them.

After drinking a few cups, exchanging the dynamics in Beijing, the 26-year-old King of Jin was wearing a moon-white long gown, and his magnificent weapon was commenting: "Wei Yuanzhi is quite a bit of a strong man. No one expected that the first thing he did when he took office was to seal the Great Weekly Daily. It is reported that he was recommended by Grandmaster Fang."

Fang Wang, the Minister of Rites. He was also compiling books in the Hanlin Academy. However, the emperor would also consider the opinions he put forward.

Mao Kun, the commander of the Jinyiwei, was in his forties, with short eyebrows and a light yellow embroidered jacket. He drank wine and smiled slightly, "Recently, some good words about the whip method appeared in the Pratyektra. I'm afraid it has nothing to do with him."

Eunuch Liu smiled and said, "The overall situation has been decided. What can he do?" Jia Huan's charge was "resentful". With poetry as evidence, how can this be clear?

King Jin nodded and said, "The current situation in the court is not far away. The battle between me and my eighth brother for the throne will inevitably become more intense. As the leader of my eighth brother, what does Eunuch Liu think?"

Mao Kun interrupted and said with a smile: "Haha... Your Highness, many people in the capital say he is a copycat version of Jia Huan."

Eunuch Liu snorted coldly and said slowly: "Han Jin is not worth worrying about. His understanding of public opinion is very superficial. Jia Huan is the same. Where is the largest public opinion position in the world? It is not in the newspaper, but by the emperor."

As soon as these words were said, King Jin and Mao Kun were extremely convinced.

King Jin smiled and said, "Liu Gong Gao Lu. I respect Liu Gong with a cup." Mao Kun raised his glass.

A smile appeared on Eunuch Liu's cold face. Before his wine glass could be held up, a manager in the Jin Palace sounded outside the door, "Your Highness, I have a report of a major event. If you disturb Your Highness, you should die if you disturb your highness's drinking."

King Jin was stunned and said, "Come in and talk."

A manager in blue clothes walked in with his head down, and the cold wind blew in. It was a little cold. He knelt at the door and said, "Your Highness, in the afternoon, Empress Yang pleaded for Jia Huan in Xiyuan."

What?

King Jin and Mao Kun both looked at Liu Guozhong. Eunuch Liu's face became a little ugly. He had just swear to mock Jia Huan, and he didn't know where the public opinion position was. Now, Queen Yang is speaking in front of the emperor.

This slap!

Everyone understands that Queen Yang will never speak up on her own initiative. This must be what Jia Huan requested.

Does Jia Huan understand the public opinion position? It seems that he understands it.8)
Chapter completed!