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Chapter 127 Hope and hope, the raccoon cat changes its son(3/3)

Not to mention the vain time traveler Tianming, he is dignified and dignified, the cabinet becomes more and more united, the six ministries gradually tolerate each other for the country, and the capital camp is increasingly prosperous.

What's more, there is a distinction between monarch and minister. As long as he can seize evidence of Zhang Siwei's crime and silence Wang Chonggu, he will be punished.

To take a step back, you, Zhang Siwei, can’t live as long as I can.

All in all, the advantage is mine!

Zhu Yijun shook off Zhang Siwei in his mind and looked at Xu Jie: "Let's get down to business, has the official system of the school been drawn up?"

Xu Jie bowed and took out a memorial from his sleeve: "According to your Majesty's previous suggestion, I have revised another edition. Your Majesty, please take a look."

Zhu Yijun nodded and took it from Xu Jie.

While moving his waist and shoulders, he quietly started reading.

The little emperor was watching halfway when the tranquility in the palace was broken again.

Li Jin hurriedly walked in from outside.

Xu Jie did not retreat, but stood beside the emperor and looked around curiously.

Zhu Yijun did not raise his head and said calmly: "Is there a result of the court meeting?"

Ma Ziqiang has already entered the cabinet in history, and he is obviously not someone who is indifferent to fame and wealth.

Nowadays, if a minister of the Ministry of Rites is allowed to go out, he must get benefits to do things.

However, unexpectedly, Li Jin shook his head and took out a memorial: "Your Majesty, this is not a court meeting, but a memorial from Li Zaiting, Hai Rui, Huguang."

After saying that, Li Jin added: "The royal guards came to Beijing secretly and were sent directly to the palace."

Zhu Yijun was shocked, put Xu Jie's matter aside, and took the memorial from Li Jin.

It is obviously inconvenient for people to secretly record information through Jin Yiwei's channels.

At this time, I'm afraid it's only Chu Fan's business.

He opened the memorial, and the big words that came into view on the first page caught his eye.

Xu Jie stood aside and watched.

The old man is now proud of his favor, and is quite informal in the palace.

Xu Jie just took his first look and said in astonishment: "The civet cat is exchanged for the prince?"

Zhu Yijun glanced at him and said nothing to him.

Turning to the next page, he murmured: "I thought Zhang Chucheng offended the clan because of the mining tax. These people are used to being lawless, so they killed people to vent their anger."

"Who knew it was because of something like this!"

Then he said with an exclamation tone: "They were all made into swords by King Dong'an! It's true that those who are too old to die are thief!"

Xu Jie choked for a moment, but felt relieved when he saw that the emperor had no intention of targeting him.

He was also in disbelief: "Let me just say that half a year before King Chu died, he couldn't even get out of bed."

"As soon as this man died, five posthumous children suddenly appeared."

"At that time, there were embarrassing rumors that the posthumous son might not be the King of Chu's. The Chu government arrested people several times to refute the rumors."

"Now it seems...the truth only becomes apparent after refuting the rumors!"

Zhu Yijun glanced at ten lines and read them quickly.

The memorial is closed.

Xu Jie still had some recollection of this drama, and couldn't help but guess: "I don't know which one belongs to King Dong'an."

He said meaningfully: "All five of them are posthumous. It's hard to tell them apart. For the sake of the purity of my Zhu family's bloodline, I'd better reduce them all to common people. I can't do anything if the Chu vassal government wants to wipe out the country for such a thing."

Xu Jie glanced at the emperor and reminded: "After all, he is the vassal of Taizu's son."

Zhu Yijun agreed: "Yes, King Dong'an really committed a heinous crime, and death is not a pity!"
Chapter completed!
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