Yuequn, the Minister of Rites, was pacing back and forth in the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites. Around him, there were more than a dozen officials looking at him solemnly.
"Which grandson did this?
So shameless!"
Yue Qun cursed loudly.
"Your Excellency and subordinates have already asked the officials of our Ministry of Rites one by one, and they all said that no such statement has been issued!"
"Yes! We are in Nanjing City, and His Majesty is not here. To put it bluntly, our Ministry of Rites is just a decoration. Do we dare to issue a proclamation?"
"Moreover, I have found out that this matter came from the capital. If I guess correctly, it was probably the grandsons from the capital who did it!"
"Bah! What a damn grandson! How dare you frame us!"
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The officials of the Ministry of Rites cursed loudly, and they all gritted their teeth with hatred. Even if they issued such a memorandum, they actually signed their names.
Yue Qun said in a deep voice: "The most important thing for us right now is to go to the capital as soon as possible and explain this matter clearly to His Majesty."
"Master Yue, how can we go to the capital? His Majesty has already ordered us to be executed. If we go again, wouldn't we be seeking death?"
One person said in a deep voice.
"That's right! Let's send a few letters to the capital first, begging His Majesty to forgive us first, and then we can go back to the capital to explain to His Majesty."
Another person said.
After hearing this, Yue Qun also felt that it was safer to do so. After all, if the people in the capital really wanted them to die, they might not even be able to see His Majesty if they went.
"Alas! Your Majesty has also been bewitched by evildoers!"
Yue Qun sighed, and ordered people to write several letters, asking His Majesty to pardon them, and then they went to the capital to explain.
After they sent this memorandum, it was indeed delivered to the hands of Emperor Chongzhen. After Emperor Chongzhen read it, he handed it to Wang Chengen.
"Your Majesty, these people are really cautious in doing things. I thought they would come to Beijing immediately to explain, but I didn't expect that they only sent a few letters."
Wang Chengen said in a deep voice.
"Haha! They want me to pardon them first. You should give this letter to Fan'er. He should know what to do."
Emperor Chongzhen said with a sneer.
He thought in his heart that with Fan'er's intelligence, he must have known to agree first, and when those people arrived in the capital, he could order all those people's heads to be chopped off.
After all, it was Fan'er who promised to pardon them, not himself.
"Yes! Your Majesty, I'm going to deliver the message right now!"
Wang Chengen said, and then quickly left the palace.
"His Royal Highness, this letter was sent from Nanjing City. At this time, people there are already in a panic. His Majesty asked the villain to give the letter to you, and said that you will handle it properly!
"
Wang Chengen found Lin Fan and said with a smile.
After Lin Fan got the letter, he just briefly scanned the contents, then repackaged the letter and handed it to Song Xiaofeng beside him.
"Find a way to let gangsters or charlatans steal this letter quickly."
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
hey-hey!
This old boy Chongzhen is really insidious. If he sends such a letter by himself, Nanjing City can also check the record of the letter being sent.
In this way, the real letter confirmed one thing, that is, the Ministry of Rites in Nanjing City begged Your Majesty to pardon them again.
It doesn't matter that they are not guilty. Since they are pardoned, they must be guilty.
"Yes! Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Song Xiaofeng took the letter, turned around and left.
Wang Chengen said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, your...this letter was sent by an official over there. It's inappropriate for you to just let people spread it."
"Eunuch Wang, this is what we must do."
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
"Oh! Your Majesty, please don't mess around with this matter. I have followed His Majesty for many years and understand what he means. He wants you to agree to this matter."
"Then, the officials over there will go to the capital to explain the matter. At that time, His Majesty will not embarrass you and the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and directly order these people to be killed."
"At that time, you can still win over the hearts and minds of the officials in Nanjing City."
Wang Chengen advised.
Lin Fan was speechless and spent a long time wondering what this old boy Chongzhen meant...
"My lord, please go back and tell your Majesty that I have my own opinion on this matter."
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
this……
Seeing that he couldn't persuade Lin Fan, Wang Cheng'en turned around and left. Emperor Chongzhen learned about this and was almost angered by Lin Fan. This kid was really annoying.
"That's all! I want to see how far he can take this matter."
Emperor Chongzhen said in a deep voice.
The next day, a piece of news reached Nanjing.
"Sir! What's wrong, sir, the letter we sent was not delivered to His Majesty. Instead, it was snatched by a person named the Iron-Blooded Gang!"
An official from the Ministry of Rites hurriedly ran to Yue Qun and said.
What!
Snatched by the Iron Blood Gang!
Yue Qun was stunned. It was just a letter, and it was sent by someone from the government on a fast horse. Who dared to snatch it?
Who will steal it!
"Damn it! These people from the Iron-Blooded Gang are really looking for death! Come here! Go to the Ministry of War and ask the people from the Ministry of War to mobilize troops. We must destroy the Iron-blooded Gang!"
"No matter what, the letters we sent to His Majesty must be taken back. After this battle, Your Majesty will definitely be able to see our loyalty!"
Yue Qun gritted his teeth and said.
This letter is related to the life and death of their entire Nanjing City Rites Department officials. Even the Iron Blood Gang dares to rob it!
"Yes! Sir! I will go to the Ministry of War right now!"
The man said.
The Ministry of War in Nanjing City still holds 50,000 elite soldiers. Although these 50,000 elite soldiers have recently changed their generals, the commanders and commanders are still theirs.
Zhang Nanqi, the Minister of War, heard about this and promised to send troops.
After all, the officials here in Nanjing City are the backup, and the Ministry of Rites is the benchmark for literati in the world. If there is a problem with the Ministry of Rites, then there will be trouble with their Ministry of War.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. The Iron Blood Gang is only seventy or eighty miles away from our Nanjing city. If we send troops today, we can destroy them today!"
The officials of the Ministry of Rites expressed their gratitude.
Zhang Nanqi did not hesitate, and immediately dropped two thousand elite cavalry and headed to the place where the Iron Blood Gang was stationed. At this time, among the Iron Blood Gang, the gang leader Li Shangxiang looked at the dozen boxes of silver in front of him, with little stars in his eyes.
"Haha! Our Jagged Gang has made a fortune this time!"
Li Shangxiang said with a smile.
He is nearly two meters tall and weighs more than three hundred kilograms. He is a rough and arrogant man, but he is smiling like a child.
"Boss, according to Xiao's investigation, this silver seems to belong to a merchant. When they robbed the silver, they also robbed the leather of the carriage. The merchant begged us to return it to him."