The first month of the 21st year of Yongzhi passed by a quarrel and quickly entered mid-February. At this time, it was already mid-spring.

In the outskirts of the capital, farmers flirt with the land, and the air emitted the fragrance of soil. In the moat of the outer city, blue waves rippling, fish and shrimps swim. Tourists came out together. The willows danced in the spring breeze and the beautiful shadows swayed. In the mansion gardens of the powerful figures in the inner city, peach blossoms bloom like clouds and butterflies roamed.

In such a beautiful spring scenery, the political climate in Beijing is undercurrent! Since the censor started writing a letter to talk about Zhang Anbo's affairs, they each made their own statements. It continued to spread to middle-level officials and senior officials. A public opinion storm swept across the capital!

On the surface, there are almost one-sided memorials accusing Zhang Anbo. But in secret, it may not be. Some people follow the trend! Some people also have voices of maintenance in the memorials. Zhang Anbo wrote a letter, where is the place where the Holy Emperor? His crime should be resigned.

On February 16, Yuan Hao, the Minister of Justice of the Ministry of Justice, wrote a letter accusing Zhang Anbo of seeking fame and being honest, and his crimes should be executed.

This memorial caused a stir in the current context of the court. Everyone knows that Yuan Hao was the confidant of the emperor and was famous for his ability to guess the emperor's will. Many officials would act according to his direction.

In other words, Mr. Yuan holds some of the power of public opinion.

Then, Emperor Yongzhi received feedback from various channels and pleaded with love: there were King Wu, Concubine Dugu and Emperor gossiping; there were secret letters from Grand Secretary Wei Hong, Zuodu Censor Qi Chi and others; there were memorials from King Beijing, Duke Cheng and others. All of them advised the emperor: Zhang Anbo is 76 years old this year, how many years will he live? Why kill him and help him win a reputation in history? Let him return home and live!

It is unknown how much effort Jia Huan used in this!

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In the western garden, the lake is floating. The sun shines on the water waves, like a handful of gold and silver. The red apricots form a forest, shining like clouds. The pear blossoms fly like snow. The beautiful scenery is like picturesque.

On the east side of the Imperial Garden, the glass house where the Qingmei lived: the morning glow was in the middle, and Emperor Yongzhi summoned Song Pu, the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace.

Emperor Yongzhi was wearing a red casual dress in the emperor, leaning on the soft couch, his face was wrinkled, and he looked quite old. The outstanding green beauty was wearing a soft silk long dress in a water-blue soft silk dress and served carefully. She now serves the emperor's secretary.

The other palace maids, eunuchs, and except for the eunuch general manager Xu Yan, were waiting outside the hall.

Emperor Yongzhi was speechless and asked, "Song Qing, what you said is true?" He received a secret copy from Song Pu yesterday. He sent someone to summon Song Pu this morning.

Song Pu knelt on the ground and replied, "Your Majesty, I can guarantee it, it's true."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Emperor Yongzhi's mouth, raised his head, leaned comfortably on the soft couch, and let out a breath. After a moment, he explained: "Okay. Leave this matter to you!"

Song Pu said in a vain: "I obey the order!" Even though he had been ups and downs in the officialdom for decades, his tone was also filled with excitement when he received the task of the emperor!

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The night slowly descended. Han Lin served as a lecturer and Zuo Zhongyun Wei Yuanzhi returned home from the Hanlin Academy of Qipan Street.

Wei Hanlin lived in Jinchengfang, Jingxi, and entered a small courtyard three times. Although he was a Hanlin lecturer (sixth rank), he did not favor an old Hanlin in his fifties in the officialdom.

Wei Hanlin entered the mansion and went to the main house. His wife was preparing food. He washed his face and changed his official uniform under the maid's service. After listening to the old servant's report, he learned that his son-in-law Gongsun Liang had come and said, "Call him in."

In the early years, he disliked this son-in-law and was disliked by his son-in-law: After passing the Jinshi exam, this bastard actually resigned from his post and returned to Wendao Academy to teach. In recent years, because his son-in-law's friend Jia Huan became famous in the officialdom of the country and indeed made innovations in academics, he was quite famous in Beizhili. Only then did he recognize the path he took.

Senior brother Gongsun Liang wore a lan shirt, with a slender figure, and was as handsome as Zhou Lang's face with anxiety on his face. He bowed and said, "I have met Lord Taishan."

Wei Hanlin made a gesture, asked the maid to pour tea, asked Gongsun Liang to sit down, and said, "Wen Yue, have you come to me again to inquire about the news?"

He and the mountain chief Zhang Anbo have been friends for many years. Otherwise, how could he marry his daughter to his eldest disciple? These days, he always cares about the court dynamics! Although he is not popular, who doesn’t sell his face to collect information? Moreover, he is a discerning person in the court, and he knows the small things.

Gongsun Liang nodded, "Yes." He was not as calm as Junior Brother Jia. So he went to his father-in-law to find out the news.

Junior Brother Jia sat at home and met unknown guests. Sometimes he would exercise with his personal guards on the school field, and then went to watch the polo team game in the Western Regions with Shen Qian.

Wei Hanlin was a little chewy and said, "I will be imprisoned in the future. I wonder if you and Jia Ziyu will work so hard?" He knew that his son-in-law regarded Zhang Anbo as his father.

When Gongsun Liang heard this, his eyes lit up slightly and took a deep breath, "Sir Taishan, what do you mean..."

Wei Hanlin didn't keep it in a silence, nodded with a smile, and said, "The important officials in the court are persuading the emperor. The news I received from me, combined with the articles on the Truth, news, Hua Mo and Song Pu were all interested in resigning. Zhang Boyu was released from prison recently."

"Ah..." Gongsun Liang opened his mouth hard, and felt a stream of passion rushing into his brain, causing his brain to almost stop working. A voice was repeated repeatedly: I was released from prison recently! Just recently!

This was twenty-seven days after Shan Chang was imprisoned. His ecstasy was drowned in the senior brother at this moment.

Gongsun Liang raised his legs and walked out.

Wei Hanlin shouted angrily: "Come back. Where are you going?"

Gongsun Liang said: "Old Lord Taishan, forgive me, I will inform Ziyu." The exchange of information between their brothers and the disciples of the academy was in Jia Huan's Wuyou Hall.

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The spring rain roars outside the forest, and the apricot blossoms bloom on the first day of the house.

On February 23, the spring rain stopped in the evening. Jia Huanhuan stood up, hugged Daiyu and looked at the beautiful scenery in the backyard in front of the window.

At this time, at the turn of mid-spring, the weather has broken out and the cold winter has disappeared. Daiyu is wearing a moon-white long skirt and snuggling in Jia Huan's arms, bursting with faint fragrance. She leaned back and said, "Brother Huan, you have obviously improved in the past two days!"

Jia Huan hugged Daiyu's slim waist, touched her beautiful face intimately, and said with a smile: "The mountain chief is about to be released from prison and retire to his hometown in the near future. I am very happy."

That day, the senior brother came to inform him that he learned that it was Wei Hanlin's judgment and that he should have believed it. He knew Wei Hanlin's political level. But this matter was very important, and he waited for the past few days, and the situation was getting better.

So, I am happy.

At this time, Xiren said softly at the door: "San Master, girl, Xiangling is here to call you to have breakfast." Jia Huan's breakfast was eaten with his wives and concubines. Eating is secondary, and talking is important when meeting.

Jia Huan nodded, "We'll come now."

In a place where Jia Huan didn't know, a fast horse was coming from Xihuamen. On the 23rd day, he often went to the sun. Usually, Hua Mo led all officials to worship the imperial throne in the Huangji Hall. Then, they each returned to the yamen to do business.

Today, Emperor Yongzhi, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly sent the eunuch Xu Yan to send an order to summon important officials in Xiyuan. Jia Huan's breakfast was a little late. The result of the discussion in Xiyuan has already come out.

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After breakfast, Jia Huan, Baochai, Daiyu and the maids took a walk in the back garden of Wuyoutang. This was once the ancestral home of Ruyang Hou. It covers an area of ​​one and a half Jia Mansion. The garden has been repaired for a hundred years and is very exquisite.

In spring, walking in it, the birds sing and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

By the side of the water pavilion, Daiyu was feeding goldfish with the help of the maids. Jia Huan and Baochai watched from the side.

Baochai turned her head to look at Jia Huan, smiled gently and elegantly, and her eyes like apricots fell on his face, and she reached out to help him tidy up his collar. She was gentle and tired.

Jia Huan said: "Sister, when the matter is in Beijing, we will return to Jinling to live in leisure. There will be no political troubles or socializing. Let's spend the rest of our lives together, peacefully."

Baochai smiled and her national beauty was like a blooming peony flower. She lit her head and said yearningly: "Okay, husband!"

Jia Huan smiled.

At this time, a little maid ran from outside the garden, "San Master, go to the front quickly. Grand Secretary Wei sent someone to deliver a letter."

Jia Huan went to the front yard with doubts, and the servant sent by Wei Hong informed Jia Huan of the results of today's Xiyuan discussion:

Song Pu complained in front of the imperial court, saying that Wendao Academy slandered the emperor and was resentful! He also took out newspapers and textbooks issued by Wendao Academy.

There are indeed articles explaining Mencius's thoughts: I heard that I have killed a man, but I have never heard of killing a monarch! There are other articles: The people are the most important, the country is the second, and the king is the least. In the current context, it seems quite dazzling!

The evidence is conclusive.

Emperor Yongzhi Long Yan was furious and ordered the sealing of the academy and arresting his head. He was questioned for Zhang Anbo, the founder of the Wendao Academy. The emperor's original words were: His heart could be punished! His crimes should be killed! All the important officials in the court were silent!

Suddenly, so suddenly! The situation of his anger obviously improved! Jia Huan stood in the living room and didn't speak for a long time. After twenty minutes, he came to his senses a little and said bitterly: "Oh, okay, I understand. You go down first!"

The slave of the Wei family sighed and left.

Jia Huan stood in the flower hall in the front yard of the North Garden, motionless! His steps seemed to be filled with lead, weighing more than a thousand pounds. His mind was blank. How could he not know what Emperor Yongzhi meant? The Emperor wanted to kill the mountain leader!

Song Pu's sneak attack. The result is not only that the mountain captain is going to be killed, but also that the academy will be sealed. How did he explain to the senior brother for such a result? He told the senior brother: The mountain captain is not going to be a problem! How did he explain to Zhang Chengjian? How did he explain to the classmates in the academy?

He had done his best. He had already asked Queen Yang to ask. King Wu and noble Dugu, he asked. Xing You, the commander of the Jinyiwei, to take care of him.

However, none of these are enough to stop Emperor Yongzhi from killing! They are not enough to...

Tiredness, heavy pressure, pain, grief and anger, these violent emotions gushed in Jia Huan's heart and came. Tears blurred his eyes. The spring sunshine shone coldly on his standing figure!
Chapter completed!