There are six departments: the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Husbandry, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Punishments, and the Ministry of Works.
"I will not sit idly by and watch my granddaughter die on the Mid-Autumn Festival. She has a family. Her grandmother also prepared red bean paste mooncakes for her reunion!" A man from Jiangsu and Zhejiang in a wide robe and long sleeves also came over.
He looked down upon Meng Ren's daughter and said, "How do you do with your father? Your father was once my student. His studies were not very good, so I never wanted to see him. His daughter has achieved quite a lot, which surprises me. Most of the high-ranking officials in the court are called
I’m a teacher. I don’t agree with killing my granddaughter.”
Meng Wan flinched, and her arrogance was extinguished. After all, Xue Xiang and the old master had an intimidating aura.
Wen Jin's heart moved. In such a helpless time, she was quite moved when she heard the voice of her long-absent father. In addition, her grandfather was also here. Her eyes were a little hot, so she turned around to look at Old Xue and Old Tai Fu.
, it’s good to have relatives, even the incompetent old Xue seemed to be pompous.
When Meng Wan saw Xue Xiang and the old lady coming, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to be happy: "That's great, Prime Minister, Mr. Su, it's great that you can protect the Queen."
Wen Jin said to Xue Kuang for the first time: "Daddy, daddy..." His voice was trembling because of his grievance and helplessness.
Xue Xiang was stunned. Although he knew that Jin'er was just using him to get out of trouble, he was still moved by the two words of father and said hurriedly: "Don't be afraid. Dad is here. Your mother asked me to bring you out of the palace alive.
She tells you to go home and she won't criticize you."
Wen Jin said, "How is Xue Yulin?"
Xue Xiang almost choked to death and coughed lightly, "I'll explain it to you later. It's not what you heard. First, save your life from the master of the study."
Wen Jin had never been warm to Lao Xue. She had just changed her mind about him, and he immediately kept the bastard in his house and took him to the prison to see his second roommate. Her desire for her father cooled down, and she only said coldly:
"Then you should behave well today. You are worthy of what I call you dad. A lot of people want him to kill your daughter. If he really kills me, where will you put your face?"
Xue Kuang was deeply provoked and had an enmity with the heads of the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Rites and the Military Aircraft Department. It turned out that one person was worth more than ten thousand people. The officers in charge of the six departments, Lao Wu, Lao Liu and others should not be too arrogant. Even I was involved. It was enough.
Enough is enough.
Wen Jin then bowed to Jiangsu and Zhejiang with a very respectful attitude, and said in a soft voice: "Grandpa, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I have made you worry so much. You said you would retreat to the second line and enjoy the happiness and travel around.
Now you are worried about me again."
"No way. You are the queen. You cannot do this great gift." Su Zhe hurriedly waved his hands and shouted: "The queen is too polite. I am trying to escape the hard work of going out to build a school again. You can't even think of escaping this hard work.
.”
Both grandfather and grandson laughed.
Xue Xiang was watching with envy. When could Jin'er talk to him so tenderly? He didn't know that Wen Jin might not be convinced by the king, let alone him.
"Are the highly respected Prime Minister Xue and Taifu Su also planning to wear a pair of trousers with a traitor? Their words are very warm."
Wu Xin's voice came from quite far away, and his tone was full of sarcasm. Wu Xin was always full of jealousy towards Wen Jin. It's not that he didn't remember Wen Jin's support for the imperial court, but people, when their lives get better, they don't want to remember those things.
People who have witnessed their own unhappiness in times of poverty do not want to be mentioned about their miserable past. Moreover, that day, the emperor slapped this woman in front of everyone, which made him resentful and hard to get rid of. He will always be brooding about that slap.
Your Majesty denied the souls of thousands of his dead soldiers.
Wu Xin (top position in the Ministry of War), Liu Yingfu (in addition to the six independent military departments, the Military Aircraft Department reports directly to the emperor, the emperor's eagle dog), Wang Mang (second in command of the Ministry of War, Lao Wang next door to Xue Mansion), Meng Wan's father Meng Ren (Changbao Entertainment)
Xing Qiaogong) and others came from that way, looking at Wen Jin with displeasure, and they all thought highly of Meng Wan.
When Meng Wan saw her father and others arriving, her arrogance that had been suppressed by Xue and Su returned, and she innocently said to her nanny: "It's okay, nanny, it's okay for us to suffer some grievances."
Walking closer, Wu Xin held the hilt of the sword at his waist and pulled out the sword half an inch with a rather strong expression.
Xue Xiang took a step forward and held Wen Jin behind him, "Who are you trying to scare?"
Wu Xin quickly pushed the sword into its sheath, "Old sir, this is not to scare anyone, but to warn you. Wen Jin, I said, if you retire from court, we will naturally make peace with you. Your Majesty, you agree to see us in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Your Majesty,
I won’t celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with you anymore. Do you know what this means? It means that you are done playing. It is impossible for the old thief to sit firmly as the mother of the country! One day you recognize a thief as your father, you will be a thief all your life, and you will never turn around!"
Wen Jin's eyes were red, "Wu Xin, remember what you said today. Remember how you forced me to have a baby today."
"Just remember." Wu Xin glanced at Wen Jin's injured arm hanging in a sling, "Did the arm get injured when Qingliu, the leader of the secret guards, stopped him while trying to escape while holding Yu Xi? Did the empress of Daguangli sin escape?
, are you afraid?"
Wen Jin was neither humble nor arrogant, and was not frightened by the weapon on the waist of the leader of the Ministry of War. He said calmly: "The arm was injured when I ordered Qingliu to arrest the traitor Li Shanbao. I was injured in defending the motherland and homeland."
"That's great." Wu Xin sneered, "He keeps his face even if he makes sophistry. Wen Guang's adopted daughter, defending the motherland and homeland? The adopted daughter of an old thief who killed thousands of soldiers, trying to blow up the Guangli Imperial Regiment in Lishan Mountain.
The adopted daughter of an old thief who destroyed and poisoned millions of people, defending the motherland and homeland? This is the funniest joke I heard during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Who believes it?"
"I believe it." Xue Kuang said.
"I believe it." Su Zhe said.
"I believe it, my slave." Sister Zhao said.
"I am Su Wenjin." Wenjin said herself.
Wu Xin glanced at Xue Kuang, Su Zhe and Sister Zhao coldly, "Aside from her father, her grandfather, her confidants, and herself, does anyone else believe that this witch who caused trouble in the harem will defend the motherland and homeland?
?Who believes it? Just give me a shout?"
Meng Wan remained silent.
Meng Ren remained silent.
Liu Yingfu, Wang Mang and about ten others remained silent.
None of the servants and maids dared to speak out.
Inside the small rosewood window, the owner of the royal study remained silent.
Wen Jin was isolated and helpless for a moment, her heart felt like it was being grasped, as if Wu Xin and all the ministers were pressing her dignity to the ground and rubbing her hard, but because of the lack of witnesses and evidence, she only relied on empty words, and she looked pale.
"Since there is no one to take over the Ministry of War, let me say something. Don't call Wu Xin. It will be embarrassing if it falls on the ground. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is a big festival, so the smell of gunpowder is lighter."
A light sound came from the royal study room, and the man's cold voice was a little tired and lazy. I don't know how long he listened, and how many times he heard it. At first, he didn't make a sound. When Wen Jin was forced into a corner, he
Made a sound.
Wu Xin's expression froze.
"I believe it." Fu Jingheng spoke out again, making his position clear.