After rebirth, I abducted the future minister

This house has been around for a long time, but unfortunately, every owner of it cannot live in it for a long time.

Chu Yingying took a while to walk through the entire house. Many places were already deep and there was no one to go. So she took a few glances outside from afar and finally returned to the original yard.

I have to say that Cui Yunhao chose the best one. The other houses are more or less damaged, or overgrown weeds, which are difficult to take care of.

Chu Yingying repaired the yard and prepared to buy some daily necessities. She went out to Dongcheng City. The street market here is much more prosperous than Hangzhou City, with shoulder to shoulder and bustling, and shouting everywhere.

At this moment, Chu Yingying heard a subtle sound, and came from the front through the crowd, dongdongdongdong...

It was like a drum sound. She looked up curiously. It was obvious that not only she could hear it, but the vendors and pedestrians next to her heard the sound and turned to look.

Some people even threw down what they wanted to buy and walked in the direction where the sound came. One person moved and more than a dozen people moved. Passers-by squeezed across the street and ran forward, as if something was attracting their attention.

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Chu Yingying was a little confused and asked the stall owner who sold the goods, "What's the sound? Why are everyone here?"

The stall owner said, "Hey, I'm going to watch the fun."

Chu Yingying: "What's the excitement?"

As soon as he heard the words "Bai Songjiang broke the dike", the official felt his scalp numb, as if he had received a hot potato.

He Yinguang's expression remained unchanged. He agreed and said respectfully: "I'm here to get it."

The drum beater finally stopped and turned around. It was a woman dressed in mourning. Her expression was calm and her eyes were dark. She replied: "Sir, the little woman is the daughter of Dou Minhui, the governor of Chizhou.

A while ago, the Baisong River broke its dike and the Chizhou area was flooded. My father died unjustly. The little girl came here to beat the drum today to seek justice for my father!”

He Yinguang's expression was calm and said, "Take it over as much as you have practiced, and don't worry about what you haven't practiced."

The drums were still ringing continuously, extremely dull, and it made people feel panicked. Chu Yingying looked in that direction, and many pedestrians were swarming over to see the rare excitement. She didn't move, but turned around and left.

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Mr. Zhan said anxiously: "But those national history have not been fully compiled yet, how can I submit it to the emperor?"

Duan Geng smiled and said, "Then the Pavilion Master can serve his father for another forty years."

Chu Yingying smelled a little scent of the storm that was about to come and the wind filled the building.

The prince Duan Geng also accompanied Emperor Yongtai. He was sitting at the bottom of his head and said a few words from time to time. The king and his subjects were harmonious and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Chu Yingying thought intently, listening to the drums, she seemed to vaguely remember that she entered the prince's mansion last year in her previous life. In the second year, the prince seemed to have been criticized by the emperor and was a little depressed for several months.

Duan Geng continued: "How old is the Ge Lao this year?"

Dou Rulan.

At this critical moment, the Chizhou magistrate committed suicide due to crime. His only daughter Dou Rulan quietly followed the caravan north and came to the capital to beat the Dengwen drum.

As soon as Cui Yunhao entered the Hanlin Courtyard, he found that the gates were all open. At first glance, from the first door to the third door, there were many guards standing outside the door. The atmosphere was solemn. This was the emperor's ceremonial guard. The emperor actually came today.

Hanlin Academy!

No wonder when I looked around, everyone was trembling and didn't dare to make a sound. They did things lightly. The huge National History Museum was crowded, but there was no sound, and the needle could be heard.

He Yinguang also laughed: "Your Highness is joking. This old bone will not last long for me. However, if I can serve the emperor for one more day, it will be my blessing."

The official only felt that one person had a big head and two big heads, thinking to himself that something really was going to happen now.

This incident came from Chizhou and had already alarmed the government and the emperor was furious and issued an order to take all the officials of all sizes and big areas in Chizhou back to Beijing. He summoned all ministers and cabinets to discuss matters overnight. Those who were defeated were defeated, those who were dismissed were dismissed, and those who were dismissed were killed.

The beheaded, as the matter was about to settle, why did a daughter of Chizhou magistrate suddenly pop up to beat Dengwengu?

He Yinguang said: "The emperor asked about the national history of Yongtai for twenty years, and took it first."

Through the gate of the gate, the innermost is a row of five-room back halls, facing south, with imperial thrones in the middle, specially designed for the emperor to prepare for the arrival of the emperor. At this time, Emperor Yongtai was sitting upright above, holding the Hanlin Academy.

He Yinguang, a bachelor of the Academy, talked.

Chu Yingying could imagine how angry she was when she was standing in front of the Dengwen drum, waving the drumsticks with her hands, her face was cold and her eyes were looking.

The stall owner replied in a loud voice: "Dengwen drums, someone is beating Dengwen drums! I remember that the last time Dengwen drums happened a few years ago. Everyone has never seen them before, so they all went to watch the fun.

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The two looked at each other, and He Yinguang was still smiling. However, Duan Geng's smile faded a little, and he turned to Emperor Yongtai: "Father, I heard that Yongtai's national history has been almost completed for twenty years. Since

Today is here, why not take a look first?”

Could it be that this incident in Chizhou?

The officials in the Dengwen Gu Court naturally did not dare to ignore it, so they came out and said anxiously: "Don't beat it, I will ask you, who are you? What are you doing to beat Dengwen Gu?"

This is wronged.

As soon as the drum sounded, an official came out of the drum courtyard. The Emperor Taigaozu made an imperial edict that if the people beat the drum, an official must come to accept the case. If the law violates the law, the crime will be higher than the level. If the person is a minor one, the official will be demoted to the official.

If the position is demoted, the person who is serious is not protected.

He Yinguang hurriedly bowed and replied, "Sharing worries for the king and father is the duty of the minister."

When Chu Yingying heard the drum, almost in the flash, a person appeared in his mind. He was a woman, serious and cold, wearing a mourning uniform and numb, and his eyes were deeply worried.

Emperor Yongtai heard this and nodded, saying, "Okay, Master He, I will take a look at the national history that has been revised today."

Emperor Yongtai smiled and said, "It is very difficult for you to take care of both the affairs of the cabinet and the huge Hanlin Academy."

He said that, and then retreated. Several Grand Secretary were waiting outside. Seeing He Yinguang coming out, he hurriedly came over. One of them whispered: "Gei Master?"

Bai Songjiang only built a river channel last year, but this year it suddenly broke the embankment. Without any notice in advance, the entire Chizhou area flooded. All officials in charge were escorted to Beijing.

He Yinguang replied: "If you say that to the Crown Prince, I am already 61 in my vain year."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhan couldn't help but hesitate. Seeing him like that, He Yinguang said, "What? What's the difficulty?"

Mr. Zhan whispered: "The officials arranged for editor Cui Xiu and editor Su to do this."

In other words, there are only two people who are currently studying these national history. How many people can they cultivate in one month?

He Yinguang had a little blame in his eyes, but he didn't say much, but waved his hand and said, "Take it over first."

"yes."

Mr. Zhan quickly went to the National History Museum, found Cui Yunhao, and said hurriedly: "Where is the national history that has been repaired?"