The warmth of summer is still there, and the morning in the capital wakes up with a rare coolness, and a lot of crystal dew and spider webs appear in the flowers in the city.

When Xu Jie took a sedan chair in Huaishu Hutong, the gate of Lin Mansion was also open, and a sedan chair was quietly waiting in the front yard.

"I respectfully send you my husband to court!" Wu Qiuyu, who was like a mother of a family, stood beside the sedan chair and said politely to Lin Weiran.

Lin Weiran, wearing a python robe, nodded slightly, then got into the sedan chair and sat upright in the center of the sedan chair. However, when he left the door, he felt a little uneasy.

Although he learned from the tip that Xu Jie planned to forcibly promote the enthronement of the eldest son Zhu Yijun as the crown prince this morning, given that Pan Sheng resolved the dispute over the establishment of the crown prince in a rough manner last time, Xu Jie still did not have the conditions to promote the enthronement of the eldest son as the crown prince.

But he knew very well that Xu Jie was a shrewd official and a politician who was very good at enduring himself, but he could not do something that he was unsure of.

But the matter is so strange. Even though Xu Jie had no chance of winning, Xu Jie actually forced the enthronement of the eldest son Zhu Yijun as the crown prince.

That's true, either Xu Jie's push to enthrone the eldest son Zhu Yijun as the crown prince was actually a smoke bomb, or Xu Jie has found a sufficient reason to cause this matter.

A cluster of white mist lingers around Beijing, making this ancient city feel like it is in fog.

West Chang'an Street looks very lively as usual. Many vendors set up stalls early and were selling breakfast there, while the people from the Wucheng Military and Masjid and Shuntian Prefecture City South Capitol were maintained.

In a lane, several energetic children went out to play early, jumping and singing a catchy nursery rhyme: "March 3, the imperial concubine; August 8, the real dragon comes out..."

Lin Weiran, who was closing his eyes in the sedan chair, suddenly opened his eyes, which had been slightly closed, but a solemn look appeared on his face.

"Give!"

Lin Fu threw out two copper coins and bought a pancake from the food stall next to him. When he followed the sedan chair, he suddenly saw Lin Weiran's expression through the shaking curtain, and he was stunned.

In his impression, this 19th uncle has always been perfect, and there is rarely such solemn expression on his face.

This was just a small episode, and the sedan chair soon arrived at the edge of Meridian Gate Square.

Lin Junran's face had recovered as before, and he got off the sedan chair in advance according to the rules, and then strode towards the other side of the square. After facing the greetings of all the officials, he went straight to the front.

Li Chunfang, Guo Pu, Chen Yiqin and Zhang Juzheng were all here. After the few of them greeted each other, Xu Jie also walked up from behind like a spring breeze.

As the conflict between the two sides increased, Xu Jie returned the Hai Rui memorial, which had been sent to the cabinet, to Longqing, and Lin Qingran did not have to give Xu Jie any good face.

After all, in this storm by Hai Rui, Xu Jie cleverly calmed down the storm, but this approach has already broken the rules of the cabinet.

Zhang Juzheng was at the last seat of the cabinet and had just met Lin Xu Ran. At this time, he also respectfully greeted Xu Jie and said, "Disciple, please pay tribute to the master!"

Xu Jie nodded to Zhang Juzheng, but found that Lin Weiran was not able to pay attention to him, and he was not bored. He thought of last night's beautiful dream, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. It won't take long to make the dream come true.

After only a moment, a sharp voice from a eunuch came from the city tower of the Meridian Gate and said, "It's auspicious time, let's go to court!"

The city gate slowly opened, and two imperial guards side by side walked out neatly, and then stood on both sides.

The officials followed the six pavilions into the same line as usual. After passing through the wide square, they climbed up the stairs and soon arrived at the Golden Palace.

With the appearance of the listless Emperor Longqing, all officials shouted long live the mountain, and everything was carried out according to the fixed process of the morning court.

Chen Hong first glanced at the listless Longqing, then sang loudly to the officials as usual: "If you have something to report, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do!"

The officials in the hall all looked at Xu Jie in the front, but they had already heard that Xu Jie would forcibly promote the enthronement of the eldest son Zhu Yijun as the crown prince this morning, and a new battle began immediately.

Lin Feng, the Minister of Rites, stared at Xu Jie with a dull look, but his heart suddenly became a little unstable. After finding that he was a Minister of Rites, he was not as strong as before.

Just when the poem suddenly flashed through my mind, "Pan Sheng threw a yarn and was not an official, he only wanted to be a true courtesy." However, his palm clenched into his fists with force.

Xu Jie, wearing a python robe, felt the eyes of everyone in the hall gathering on him, and especially felt Lin Feng's murderous aura behind him, looking at his nose and his heart, but he had no intention of making a preview.

"Fake? Smoke bomb?"

When the officials in the hall saw that Xu Jie had not stood up for a long time, they could not help but look at each other and found that the battle in the court was far more confusing than they had imagined.

"I have a memorial!"

But at this moment, a voice suddenly broke the silence of the hall.

The officials in the hall looked at the six cabinet masters in the first row, but when they saw that the person who was leaving was Lin Weiran, they couldn't help but feel even more strange.

There are countless cliques and disciples under Lin Junran. He doesn't need to attack Xu Jie in person, but he can stay behind the scenes.

But now things are so strange. Xu Jie, who should have stood up, did not stand up, and Lin Weiran, who should not have stood up, stood up.

Zhang Juzheng kept paying attention to the movements of other cabinet masters. When he was about to come forward to report the matter, he saw that Lin Weiran had already taken action and naturally could not stand in front of Lin Weiran. He silently quickly shrank his extended foot back.

Chen Yiqin noticed Zhang Juzheng's little movement, glanced at Zhang Juzheng thoughtfully, and vaguely guessed that Xu Jie was arranging Zhang Juzheng to fire the first shot.

But I don’t know if Lin Junran really wanted to fight Xu Jie in person, or just slow down Zhang Juzheng’s pace, but stood up and reported first.

Longqing yawned, but he didn't notice the undercurrent below, but he raised his hand and said, "Lin Aiqing, please report it!"

Xu Jie's brows couldn't help but frown slightly. Considering that after being beaten by Pan Sheng last time, he arranged for Zhang Juzheng to be the whistleblower. But he didn't expect that Lin Xuran would report the matter first.

The officials in the hall focused their eyes on Lin Qinran, but they all guessed how Lin Qinran would fire at Xu Jie and what kind of sparks would be sparked in today's morning court.
Chapter completed!