MTL - First Prince of Ming Dynasty-Chapter 723 Pan House

  Chapter 723 Pan Mansion

  The hall was silent and oppressive, and no one followed Chen Mingjie's explanation. This was also a kind of statement and oppression. As an official of the Ministry of Punishment, is there really nothing you can do in your yamen?

  Chen Mingjie naturally understood, but he neither continued to explain nor committed the crime under pressure, just like he just responded to Chen Ning's words, he is a minister of the imperial court's minister, not a lackey of the prime minister.

It is one thing to be willing to respect Hu Weiyong on weekdays, but it is another thing to really obey Hu Weiyong regardless of his wealth and life. Your own **** crossing the river.

  Tu Jie got up and sighed: "Even if it takes a day or two?"

   "His Royal Highness is watching, and there is no delay."

   "Hey, since Brother Chen stays here, I'll take my leave."

  Chen Mingjie didn't answer, picked up the teacup without saying a word, Tu Jie smiled wryly, stealing a chicken won't make a fortune, he didn't get things done, and instead he offended the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice.

  Chen Ning was naturally unwilling, but he was still dragged away by Tu Jie. It is useless to talk about the matter now, so he should hurry up and report to the Prime Minister that he is serious.

After the two of them left, Chen Mingjie put down the teacup heavily, with a sullen expression on his face, this Chen Ning really didn't know what to say, he killed his parents and children, he hated the sage, and he was desperate to cling to the prime minister. You go all the way to die?

   After losing his composure for only a moment, Chen Mingjie calmed down and had to start thinking about the next thing. There were all kinds of reasons and difficulties in the final analysis because he didn't do things.

  If this is the case, there will be backlash, otherwise, in the future, everyone will be able to find reasons to evade, how to manage this team, no matter whether Hu Xiang is really considerate or not, he will never be merciful if he should strike or beat.

   But there is no need to be too anxious. After all, a dignified official of the Ministry of Punishment can stand up and speak up in front of the emperor. Even the prime minister cannot be dismissed easily.

   Several nephews and nephews in the Ministry of Punishment should be transferred or sent to local offices as soon as possible, and the accumulation of some cases should be dealt with as soon as possible.

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Tu Jie led Chen Ning into the main hall of Zhongshu Province Hu Weiyong was discussing with Zhongshu Youcheng Chen Liang Pingzhang political affairs Zhao Yannian and dealing with government affairs. Since Shengshang returned to Beijing from his northern tour, the center of the Ming Dynasty has been operating at an extremely fast speed stand up.

Hu Weiyong just nodded, and the rest of them simply greeted each other, and then continued to get busy with the government affairs in hand. Chen Ning couldn't wait to speak. The torture is coming out, the sooner you make preparations, the better.

  Tu Jie reached out his hand helplessly to stop him, and couldn't help sighing silently in his heart. Although he knew that Chen Ning's recklessness was a bit of faking, it was enough to see his nature.

  If it wasn’t for the lack of iron, people who were determined to board the boat really didn’t want to be with this notorious person. Unfortunately, they don’t have many choices, and they don’t have the qualifications to pick and choose.

   After waiting for two cups of tea, Hu Weiyong stopped writing. Seeing this, the rest of the people also stopped writing after reviewing the official affairs in hand, and some servants who were waiting on them retreated consciously.

  Hu Weiyong smiled and said: "I think the Ming Dynasty didn't give me this face."

  Chen Ning, who held back for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "Ingratitude, he forgot who recommended him, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment!"

  Tu Jie bowed and cupped his hands: "If you fail to succeed, there is a negative master."

  Hu Weiyong waved his hand: "When the scholar was selected well, the troubled sage and the crown prince all focused on the case. Ming Jie was in that position and had his own difficulties. It was reasonable not to agree, and the old man had already expected it."

  Zhongshu Youcheng Chen Liangliang nodded and said: "The Prime Minister is lenient."

Having said that, several people already knew it in their hearts. Mr. Xiang's words clearly regarded him as an outsider, so Chen Mingjie must return the convenience he got from Mr. Xiang before, and repent without hurting his bones. After submitting a certificate of honor, he will be a sworn enemy.

  Chen Ning felt much more at ease: "Master, the case will soon come to light, and that Pan Fu will definitely not be able to keep it. Liyang is too close to Beijing, and it takes only a few hours for Qingqi to go back and forth. It is better to resolve this matter as soon as possible."

  Pingzhang Zhengzheng Zhao Yannian smiled and said: "If you count the time, you should have arrived."

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  In Liyang County, two watchmen walked side by side, one team and one team, one holding a gong in one hand, and the other holding a bang.

   "Boom-boom!—Boom! Boom!—Boom! Boom!—Boom!"

   "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful with fire candles."

  "Sound the gong to announce, close the doors and windows, and beware of fire and candles!

  At this time, most of the families have already gone to bed. The younger couples are naturally busy with carrying on the family line, while the older couples are lying on the couch and whispering the gossip they heard today.

And as the center of discussion by everyone, Master Pan in the study of the Pan Mansion enjoys the servant girl's shoulder rubbing service. Although the imperial court expressly stipulates that non-meritorious officials are not allowed to keep slaves, but the so-called policies above and below have countermeasures, slaves are not allowed, I said It doesn't matter whether this is a righteous daughter or a concubine.

   It's just that she can't go to the county government to sign the slave contract. If she doesn't sign it, she won't sign it. If she dares to escape, she won't be able to go. Where can she go? Her parents have to be **** and sent back, otherwise his family will be ruined!

  An old hand was hanging down through the skirt pants to caress the young and firm skin of the young girl, but Master Pan obviously had other thoughts. The matter was arranged properly, but his heart was always hanging on until there was no result.

   After all, he is in the capital, unlike in Liyang. It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid, apprehensive, or regretful. How could he be ignorant of what his son has done? It’s not that he deliberately indulged.

The yamen servants handed down by the ancestors are too small, and the scenery is limited to a county. If you can get rid of the officials and become an official, it will be a glory for your ancestors. I didn't expect this matter to become so big that even the emperor knew about it. up.

  However, the emperor has a lot of things to do every day, so I don’t have the time to investigate it myself, and everyone has handed it in. The officials below probably want to close the case as soon as possible to claim credit, and with the help of Mr. Hu, it should be foolproof.

  As time passed, Master Pan's heart became more and more stable, and the old hand slid from the girl's calf to the plump buttocks.

   Just as Master Pan was about to show off his skills, the housekeeper’s report suddenly came from outside the door, and the maid covered her neckline and lifted her skirt trousers, jumped off the master’s thin old legs and hid in the side.

  Master Pan's heart has already been raised, so naturally he doesn't have the time to take care of such a small matter. If the housekeeper is not an urgent matter, it is impossible to disturb him at this time, and what can be done at this time?

He opened his mouth a few times to call for people to come in, but he trembled inexplicably. The people outside the door obviously couldn't wait any longer. It's just patches of black paint.

   "Hu... Hu Guanshi... why did you come in person..."

   "If I don't come again, I don't know what you are going to do! What about Pan Fu, tell him to come out and see me!"

  Hearing his son's name, Master Pan shuddered and hurriedly asked him to take a seat: "Please sit down first, this... this... is there something wrong in Beijing?"

  People like them, so-called hooked up with the prime minister, are actually hooked up with the accountant of the prime minister's mansion. Of course, this is not shabby, as the saying goes, the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister.

  Even the doorman in the prime minister's mansion is considered seventh-rank. In the eyes of merchants and gentry in these places, the confidant who is in charge of the account is no lower than a fifth-rank official.

   "Let Pan Fu come out! You are deaf!"

  Master Pan faltered and said: "Pan Fu has left Liyang to take shelter from the limelight. If you have anything to say, just tell me the same thing."

After speaking, he hurried to the bookshelf full of classics and history books, and took out a sandalwood box. Speaking of these books, they were accumulated by the ancestors of the past generations, but it is a pity that no one in the Pan family is willing to read them. Ben's seed.

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  (end of this chapter)