The Ministry of Justice.

"Old Master Hall, Old Master Hall, I'm so happy!" Zhang Wei, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, quickly walked into the Shangshu Official Party, but did not find anyone in the room with a wide door.

"My father is behind." A young man's voice sounded behind the house, it should be the sea Zhongping.

Zhang Wei walked around the back of the house and saw Hai Rui and his son wearing small jackets and shorts, waving their hoes barefoots to open up the land.

"Uh, is Lao Butang going to plant flowers?" Zhang Wei didn't react for a moment.

"What are you doing to grow flowers? Can you eat it? This spring vegetables are too expensive. It's a pity that this open space is idle. I'll grow some vegetables." Hai Rui threw the hoe to his son, walked to a pile of bricks at the base of the wall of the house, and sat down, slapped the soil on the soles of his feet. "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I almost forgot the important matter." Zhang Wei slapped his head and bowed and smiled: "Congratulations to the old tribe and congratulate the old tribe. Someone from the palace just passed the imperial edict and asked the ministry to report tomorrow! This is the first time that the emperor has seen the minister after the New Year! It is even more of the treatment that several ministry officials have not taken office before!"

"This is not worth boasting." Hai Rui said lightly: "In addition, have you resigned and returned home? Why are you still in the yamen?"

"Haha, there is a temporary case, so I came back and worked overtime." Zhang Wei smiled embarrassedly, "I'm just about to ask for instructions from the old tribe."

"Tell me." Hai Rui nodded, not obsessed with the problem that he had not yet received the print.

"Last month, Gao Wuben, the son of Gao Wenxiang, sued Zhao Bojian, Changzhou bookseller, to the Southern Ministry of Justice, and distorted the original text of Gao Wenxiang, fabricated many false charges, fabricated fake books and published them, and destroyed his father's reputation. After receiving the case, the Southern Ministry of Justice detained the defendant and made up the trial. Because it was of great importance, he did not dare to make a judgment. Therefore, the file and the criminals were transferred to Beijing together."

Zhang Wei said slowly: "The officials have reviewed the report after receiving the report. I feel it is necessary to ask the ministry to show it."

Hai Rui patted the mud clean, put on wooden clogs and stood up and asked, "What did the Southern Ministry of Justice ask?"

"After Zhao Bojian was arrested, he refused to admit his death at first, but the South Ministry of Justice found a box of Gao Xinzheng manuscripts from his home and bookstore, but he could not find the original manuscript of the book." Zhang Wei said in a deep voice:

"But I found several drafts that were repeatedly smeared and revised by Zhao Bojian. There were also letters he had communicated with friends. It was mentioned that he had obtained Gao Xinzheng's manuscript and was preparing to publish it while he was overwhelming. Unfortunately, the content was too conservative and even praised Zhang Jiangling. This kind of publication was risky and would not be sold well. So he decided to continue writing a thrilling "The Last Words of the Sick Couch" based on Gao Gong's manuscripts for readers."

"The Last Words of the Sickbed?" Hai Rui's gray beard trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhang Wei playfully, and after a while, he said, "What?"

"The evidence is conclusive. In order to avoid suffering from flesh and blood, Zhao Bojian could only confess and admit that he had forged Gao Wenxiang's last words in order to make huge profits." Zhang Wei was so embarrassed that he had to say nothing about it:

"The officials have already interrogated Zhao Bojian and have concluded another confession. There is no difference between them before and after, so the case can be closed."

"Oh." Hai Rui teased: "When did the South Ministry of Justice move so quickly? Last month, the trial was completed this month, and the criminal was sent to Beijing?"

"The man was directly in Suzhou and tried to investigate the governor's headquarters. The escort road to Beijing should be faster." Zhang Wei said embarrassedly: "It is mainly because the fake book involved the transfer of power at the intersection of Longwan and the later case of Minister Wang, which involved Zhang, Feng and the palace. The vivid and vivid fabricated story, as if they were personally seen, had already caused a very bad impact."

"Well, this is very reasonable." Hai Rui nodded and asked Youyou: "Then you are asking me for instructions, how should I judge this case?"

"Yes. Do you want to ask the emperor for instructions?" Zhang Wei whispered.

"The main reason is that the Sili Supervisor will drown the memorials in the department and want me to report to the emperor in person tomorrow?" Hai Rui smiled teasingly and said, "Hongyang, you are really worried about your Guisun."

"Haha, nothing can be hidden from the old tribe." Zhang Wei had to say embarrassedly: "But it is not just the Yuanfu, but the current severe drought in the north, and the danger of crop harvest is getting greater and greater, but the court is paralyzed and the government orders are not implemented. Everything is caused by the "Last Word of the Sickbed" made up by Gao Xinzheng..."

"It's not easy for you to remember that there is a severe drought." Hai Rui said half-praise and half-sarcastically: "Give all the files."

"Hey, let's go and get it now." Zhang Wei hurried outside and asked his subordinates to bring the file in.

Looking at his hurried back, Hai Rui whispered: "I never expected that it was really the sun with spring and snow."

However, he promised to help this, not for Zhao Hao's face, but for him that he wanted to resolve the deadlock in front of him.

In fact, a while ago, Hai Rui was about to go to Dengwen Drum Courtyard to beat the drums, but Wang Xijue exploded first. Once the chef exploded, the situation was actually already started, so there was no need for him to kill him again.

Just give the emperor a step...

The next day, Emperor Wanli summoned Hai Rui on the platform.

The so-called platform is the small gates of Jianji Hall that divide the inner palace of the outer court, namely Houle Gate and Houright Gate. Because it is above the three-story base of Jianji Hall, but under the cloud platform of Jianji Hall, it is called the platform.

According to the customs of the state, when the emperor did not attend court, if there was something to summon the cabinet ministers and other officials, he would summon the counterattack at the rear left gate.

This is the famous "platform summoning". After Yongle, all the kings before Jiajing summoned their prime ministers here to discuss national affairs.

The more special Emperor Chenghua. Because Emperor Xianzong had the same language barrier as Gao Wu, he often suddenly thought of something and called the Ge Lao to the platform to discuss. But after everyone came, he was silent for a long time and could not say a word. He could only ask the Ge Lao to go back. The scene was very awkward. Therefore, if there was something, it would be a written exchange, but it was not a big call on the platform.

During the Jiajing period, after Emperor Shizong moved to Xiyuan to practice immortality, he naturally stopped the platform and summoned him. Emperor Muzong was too lazy to set up a car to leave the palace and asked the ministers to go to the Qianqing Palace to say anything. In fact, this is not in line with the rules, but Emperor Longqing had no foreign ministers except Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng...

When Emperor Wanli, Zhang Juzheng re-established the rules of summoning the platform. Moreover, with his majesty, as long as he seeks a meeting, no matter morning, evening, cold and heat, the little emperor immediately had to put down everything, dress neatly, and come out to see his teacher Zhang.

This left back door left a very painful memory for Emperor Wanli. He felt that the low palace gate and every tiles were filled with the breath of Zhang Juzheng, so as soon as Zhang Juzheng passed away, Wanli stopped summoning each other and did not leave the house. Even Shoufu Zhao could not see the emperor normally, so he could only contact him by email.

So Hai Rui's platform call was really jealous of all officials and the prime minister burst into tears...

In fact, Wanli didn't want to see Hai Rui. To be honest, he was quite afraid of this old man. He was a living door god. Even his most admired grandfather dared to scold him. He didn't scold himself like a grandson? He didn't dare to retaliate at all...

Hai Rui is like a ball of hot fire that can warm the world, but cannot get too close to it. Otherwise, he will burn all the disguises and illuminate the inner disguise and make the bleakness and darkness appear.

Unless you are real gold, you are not afraid of fire.

Wanli is very self-aware. What is the real gold he is? He only has a bunch of pork belly, so he can bring Hai Rui to the front of him, so he can't roast it so oily?

As a door god, of course, he has to put his face out on the front door to protect the house, and he cannot ask him to go inside and scare himself.

To put it bluntly, Hai Rui is the guise he used to prove his legitimacy. Wanli did not intend to really use him to govern the country, and he did not want him to be Wei Zheng of the Ming Dynasty.

Wanli felt that all his enthusiasm and energy had been exhausted by Zhang Juzheng. Now he just wanted to live in the harem with a pure ear and enjoy the world...

So at first, Wanli kept trying to arrange Hai Rui to Nanjing, but unfortunately the old man was very stubborn and refused to do it. Wanli thought that he had planned to see no one, so he stayed at home. What's the difference between Hai Rui in Nanjing or Beijing?

In fact, there is still a difference. For example, when Hai Rui beats Dengwen Drum in Nanjing, he can't hear it. The problem is that Wanli doesn't know at all. There are things like Dengwen Drum outside the Forbidden City...

So he was "confused" for a moment and made Hai Rui the Minister of Justice. However, this was the most wisest decision in his career as an emperor...

Originally, Wanli had no intention of summoning Hai Rui, and thought that when this time passed, just like the other ministers, the emperor ordered him not to face the saint and just take office and finish his job.

Unexpectedly, the old Xier he wanted to win over became a turtle. The Wangwang team he was relying on was a group of five scumbags. In just a few rounds, the ministers of the cabinet were beaten up and were defeated.

This made Wanli extremely painful. Did he bow his head to the civil servant like this? He said okay, okay, listen to you, I won’t be overturned.

In that case, my grandfather's coffin board will not be suppressed...

Anyway, the situation could not be worse, and Wanli had to open the door and let Hai Rui go.

Even if I die, I can't be killed by Shari. I have to find a Bentley!

Even if I bow my head, I can't bow my head to you, I have to find someone worthy to be surrendered...

Looking at the Ming Dynasty, the only one who can escape unstoppable by stabbing his grandfather is qualified.

Under the left back door, Wanli sat on the dragon throne and looked at the living door god, holding his head up and walking up the base layer by layer with his head raised.

"Grandpa asked him to scold him for not losing his price." Wanli subconsciously muttered: "I endure it, just pretend that I was listening to the door god sing..."

Zhang Hong, who was standing behind him, was secretly shocked and thought to himself, who summoned whom?

Soon, Hai Rui came to the platform and bowed to the emperor.

After the ceremony, Wanli quickly asked Zhang Hong to help the old man up and gave him another seat.

He asked Hai Rui again with a kind face, how good is his health this year, and when did he enter Beijing.

Hai Rui answered one by one, saying that I have been here for more than two months...

Wanli explained that he was in poor health after spring and had not been to court. He was delayed in summoning Hai Gong. He was really sorry. He had just recovered and quickly met the famous Hai Qingtian.

After listening to the emperor's greetings patiently, Hai Rui got to the point and said that he was facing the saint today and brought a case to report to His Majesty.

Wanli's heart skipped a beat and thought to himself that the big one was coming.
Chapter completed!