After Yang Muyun walked down the hall of the Criminal Department, the two rows of government servants also retreated, leaving only these four ministers in the hall.

After a clear cough, a young man with a stern face and wearing a sea-green robe walked out from behind the wooden screen of the red sunlit sea map in the lobby.

"Your Majesty" and the four ministers bowed and saluted.

"Have the testimonies of other witnesses been recorded?" Zhu Qizhenhan asked with a face on his face.

"Your Majesty," Jin Lian said: "The testimonies of everyone present in Guangjuxuan have been transcribed into the record..."

"Have you all seen it?" Zhu Qizhen interrupted, looked around the four people and asked.

The four of them nodded and said nothing.

Zhu Qizhen snorted coldly, his eyes became sharper, he stared at Jin Lian and asked: "Jin Lian, are there any differences between other people's testimonies and what Yang Muyun said?"

"Back to the emperor," Jin Lian shook his cheeks and said, "Everyone's testimony is exactly the same as what Yang Muyun said."

"Very good." The young emperor turned his eyes to others, "How should we deal with such a challenge to the prestige of our Ming Dynasty? Let's discuss it!"

"Your Majesty," Hu stepped forward. It was a matter of court etiquette. In this situation, he had to speak. "The Meng people are rampant and disobey the king. However, Yang Muyun has already taught them a lesson. In my opinion, it is not as good as this."

.....”

"It's better to forget it, right?" Zhu Qizhen glanced at him sideways, "You are also a veteran of the four dynasties who once followed Emperor Taizong, and you actually said such weak words. Those Tatars insulted our country.

His words have spread to the public, should I still pretend to be deaf and mute and turn a deaf ear to them?"

"Your Majesty," Hu saw Zhu Qizhen getting angry, but he still said calmly: "It's easy to catch those fools. All you need to do is issue a decree and order the military commanders of the five cities to take the people from the Huitong Hall and throw them into prison."

After a moment of pause, the conversation changed and he said: "But what to do next? Will the Mongols give up? Now the army from the Beijing Camp, the grain and grass from the Ministry of Revenue, and the weapons from the Ministry of Industry are all moving southwards and being shipped.

Although I don’t understand military matters, I know that given the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, we cannot fight in both the north and south directions at the same time."

"Are you trying to teach me a lesson?" Zhu Qi glanced at him and said.

"I don't dare," Hu said respectfully, "The emperor said that I had followed Emperor Taizong, and Emperor Taizong sent troops to Mobei after pacifying Annan."

"You will accept my words," Zhu Qizhen raised his eyebrows, "Then what should we do now? The Tatar envoys have already spoken out, saying that their Great Khan will soon send troops to the capital to restore the former Yuan Dynasty.

Do I still want to hide in the capital respectfully and wait for them to come knocking on my door?"

"Your Majesty," Jin Lian spoke at this time, "I have sent people to investigate and found out that the Mongolian deputy envoy Polo drank a large jar of wine before he made such nonsense. How can the words of this drunkard be taken seriously?

Seeing that the emperor was silent, he continued: "What's more, Yang Muyun has already taught this man and his men a lesson, and the people in the capital have seen it. If he gives up, he will not lose the majesty and dignity of the Celestial Empire."

Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"You all think so?" Zhu Qizhen looked at them and saw that the four of them were all hanging their heads in silence, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Majesty," Chen Yi, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, raised his head slightly and said, "Yang Muyun has been sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Detaining him for a few days can be regarded as an explanation to the Mongolian envoys in private."

"How many more days will he be detained?" Zhu Qizhen glared and scolded: "For such a loyal minister to the country and to safeguarding the dignity of the court and me, I will greatly praise him..." His eyes turned to Jin Lian.

, "I am the emperor and I don't need to answer to anyone. You should immediately order Yang Muyun to be released from prison!"

"My lord, I obey the order!" Jin Lian bowed his head and responded.

"I will return to the palace immediately to draw up the decree," Zhu Qizhen thought for a moment and said, "Yang Muyun is now a sixth-grade chief, right? Now I will promote him to the rank of Foreign Minister of the Ministry of War as a reward!"

"This..." The four ministers couldn't help looking at each other after hearing this.

"I want the world to know," the young emperor said with a majestic look, "that I will not let my loyal subjects lose their dignity as a citizen of the Celestial Empire in front of the foreign barbarians."

Yang Muyun was still taken back to the comfortable cell.

"Is the trial over?" Wang Shan asked him through the prison window.

"Well..." Yang Muyun said thoughtfully: "Today's court hearing was really grand. Not only was the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment personally sitting in the court, but also the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, the Minister of Dali Temple, and the Censor of Zuodu of the Ducha Yuan were also present.

coming."

"Oh?" Wang Shan exclaimed in surprise, "A group of first- and second-rank officials from the imperial court are here to interrogate the case of a small sixth-rank official like you. The treatment you receive is really extraordinary!"

"Master Wang, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing for this official?" Yang Muyun said somewhat uneasily.

"It's hard to say," Wang Shan shook his head. "It must be the emperor's intention to bring so many important people together. In other words, the emperor has personally intervened in your matter."

"Your Majesty?" Yang Muyun was startled, and a strange thought came to his mind. The strange sound of slaps and clapping behind the wooden screen with the red sunlit sea map in the lobby of the Ministry of Punishment, and the strange expression on Jin Lian's face, the Minister of Punishment, could it be...

...

The cell door opened with a bang, and prison officer Guan Shuo walked in with a smile on his face.

"Master Yang," Guan Shuo cupped his hands, "Master Shangshu has given orders, you can go out now."

...

Yang Muyun walked in the dark and long corridor of the Penal Department Prison, filled with emotions. He had no idea how to handle the errand assigned by the Ministry of War, but he was dragged into the Penal Department Prison by an unrelated matter.

As he was walking, his whole body suddenly shook, and he stopped involuntarily, looking straight at a prison cell on the left.

The prison room was extremely dark, exuding the smell of mold and rot. There was a man sitting in a corner. His clothes were washed clean and there were no wrinkles. Because he was sitting facing the wall, he could not see his face.

face.

Yang Muyun rushed forward like crazy, grabbing the wooden fence of the prison cell tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to tear the wooden fence in front of him away.

"Master" his face was twisted, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he almost didn't shout out these two words.

"Master Yang..." Guan Shuo was also calmed down by his frantic look, and came behind him and changed the channel softly.

It took a long time for Yang Muyun to calm down. He now had thousands of words in his mind that he wanted to say to the people inside, but it was not convenient to say them out in this situation.

"Who is this person? Why is he locked up here?" Yang Muyun calmed down and asked Guan Shuo in as calm a tone as possible.

"I don't know," Guan Shuo replied, "This prisoner was assigned to be imprisoned by someone from above and is not under my control." He glanced at him with a strange look, "Does Master Yang recognize him?"

"Oh," Yang Muyun shook his head, "I recognized the wrong person." He raised his eyes and wanted to call him out, but his throat was tight and he couldn't make a sound.

"Master Yang," Guan Shuo stepped forward to persuade him: "This man is very strange. He keeps facing the wall like this. Even the little one has never seen his face."

"Well..." Yang Muyun stood silently for a while, then turned around and said, "Let's go!"

When Yang Muyun walked out of the prison of the Criminal Department, the sky was filled with stars.

There were several people standing at the entrance of the yamen, and he looked at them intently: Ning Zuer, Menda, Lu Gao... There was also a person who was as delicate as a flower, and it turned out to be Dai Yu.

Seeing him coming out, Dai Yu gave a sweet cry, rushed forward, and threw herself into his arms, "Sir..."

"Brother Yang," Ning Zuer's tense face finally relaxed and she stepped forward to say hello to him.

"Qianhu Masters" Menda and Lu Gao also stepped forward to salute.

"Why are you here?" Yang Muyun asked.

"Waiting for you to come out!" Ning Zuer smiled, "I'm relieved that you're fine." He glanced at the beauty in his arms narrowly, then cupped his hands and said, "It's getting late, go back and rest quickly.

Farewell!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Sir Ning, please walk slowly," Menda bowed and turned to Yang Muyun with a smile, "Sir Qianhu, Xiaguan and Lugao are here to pick you up. Please get in the car!" As he said this, he stepped aside and revealed the carriage behind him.

.

"No need, I want to take a walk, you and Lu Gao should go back first!" Yang Muyun said calmly.

...

At the time of Haishi, the excitement in Beijing's market was still unabated. Yang Muyun and Dai Yu were walking on the bustling streets, feeling the unique customs.

"How did you know that I went to the Ministry of Justice?" Yang Muyun asked Dai Yu who was beside him.

"It was Men Baihu who told the slave," Dai Yu said. "The slave begged him and Lu Baihu to take the slave to the Ministry of Punishment to wait for the Lord."

"Why are you running around a girl's house?" Yang Muyun said: "If I can't get out for a while, you

What’s the use of waiting there?”

"I know that I can't help you," Dai Yu said in a low voice, "If you are in trouble, I will fight to the death to accompany you."

"You're talking nonsense again." Yang Muyun saw that her hair was pulled up high and she had a hairpin stuck in it. She was dressed like a young woman. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Why did you pull up all your hair?"

Dai Yu blushed and murmured: "Slave... I am already the master's servant, so naturally I need to change my clothes."

Yang Muyun suddenly realized and whispered: "Last night...I didn't do anything to you, you don't have to take it personally."

"Now that your servant is on your bed, you will be yours for the rest of your life," Dai Yu bit her lips softly, "Unless...unless you don't want me anymore."

...

The two returned to the courtyard house in Mingyufang Baoxiang Alley. As soon as they entered the door, Dai Yu smiled and said to him: "Sir, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I will do it for you."

"No," Yang Muyun waved his hand, "I'm tired and just want to rest."

"Then slave girl, go help you make the bed." Dai Yu happily opened the door of the main room.

"Chi" The flames jumping on the fire folding plate dispersed the darkness in the room, and Dai Yu took it and lit the candlestick in the room.

"Ah" she screamed and threw herself into the arms of Yang Muyun who was following her closely, with a look of fear on her pretty face.

"What's going on?" Yang Muyun became alert and pulled Dai Yu behind him.

There was a person sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table in the main room, a young man dressed in men's clothing. When his extremely delicate face turned to Yang Muyun, Yang Muyun couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is it you?"

This person is none other than Lin Meier, who is disguised as a man.
To be continued...