A small fire seed thrown in the mountains will only attract the curiosity of hares and squirrels, but if it is thrown into the granary, it may cause a fire. Liang Dongyuan's paper tells him that it is undoubtedly thrown into the gunpowder warehouse.

The seven days after the letter was handed over to the prefect of Shengjing, it was like a rock sinking into the sea, and there was no news at all. The disheartened Liang Dongyuan didn't want to waste any money anymore, so he took care of his bag and left Beijing and returned home.

However, less than thirty miles away from the city, two soapy officials were caught up by a man in a uniform and purple belt, and invited him to a courtyard at the foot of Shoushan Mountain. Anyone who is familiar with the officials of the Great Zhou knows that among all the government offices, there is only one uniform with a tolerance, which is the Supervision Department.

Liang Dongyuan was nervous and there was a slight change in his imperial examination. He couldn't help but feel a little more anticipated.

After arriving at the courtyard, an old man with a clerk looked like a clerk and met Liang Dongyuan in the courtyard gatehouse.

The old man asked Liang Dongyuan to explain the imperial examinations in the past few days in detail one by one. He would stop asking questions when the details were unclear. Occasionally he would look down at the rolled paper on his hand. Liang Dongyuan recognized that it was the paper he handed to the prefect of Kyoto!

After explaining the matter thoroughly, the old man nodded slightly, without any extra words, and waved Liang Dongyuan to leave.

A few days later, a few young people moved into the yard, and some of them gathered together for nothing. It turned out that everyone was a student who consciously received unfair treatment in the imperial examination. The plot was different, so they all looked forward to the court's next actions.

On the last day of August, when the sky was not bright, all the students were woken up from their dreams by the toll. After washing up, they got on the carriage and rushed towards the direction of the capital. The carriage was covered with black cloth. I don’t know where to go, and the toll for rushing the carriage didn’t say a word. Everyone was nestled in the dark carriage and couldn’t help but feel fear.

About an hour later, the carriage seemed to have entered a large mansion. The court officials who stood against each other with Qiguaiwu were neither humble nor arrogant. The only thing they thought was the sentence "Even if you use your article, it would be the honor of your ancestors."

In the next period of time, Liang Dongyuan revealed everything he had encountered before and after the imperial examination from beginning to end. There was no exaggeration or concealment, and his expression was as calm as if he was telling other people's stories.

After hearing Liang Dongyuan's statement, Renzong's face was gloomy and silent for a while,

The Minister of Rites, who was already trembling and almost fainted, presented the examination papers of Zeppelchuan and Liang Dongyuan. After a while, the members of the Ministry of Rites reported to Renzong that they could only find Zeppelchuan's examination papers, and Liang Dongyuan's copy disappeared!

No matter how slow the person is now, he knows what is going on.

The emperor didn't say anything, but just calmly listened to the remaining few students' unrest one by one.

"Mo Zijian, how many years have I handed over the Ministry of Rites to you?" Renzong asked the Minister of Rites with a little tiredness.

"Your Majesty, it's been seven years." Mo Zijian knelt down slowly and replied with a trembling trembling. It had been a long time since Renzong so solemnly called his real name, or in other words, since he became the Minister of Shang, no one dared to call him directly. Some people are like this. Once they are named after an official title, they forget who they are.

"Put it down. I think you are old, so I won't pursue it," Renzong sighed. "How many of you are among you eat the king's fortune and look down on the king's affairs. Today's imperial examination really made me see clearly. The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Revenue, and even the Ministry of War, are not clean! You tried your best to get people into this court pavilion. Do you really think that this court pavilion will not die!"

All civil and military officials were silent, and none of them spoke. Even Pei Yuanhou, who was standing at the top, bowed down and apologized silently.

"Pei Xiang," Renzong said in a stern voice: "Two things are handed over to you. You and the Supervision Department jointly plan to handle them. First, thoroughly investigate the fraud case of the imperial examination. The officials involved in all aspects can be asked for advice! Second, the prefectures and counties in various places have added a political department to allow the people to join the office to speak. Any unfair laws or officials dereliction of duty can be shared by the Ministry of Justice. It is not a crime to say that I have no choice but to say that I have no choice but to do so! Since my eyes and hundreds of eyes of the Supervision Department can't see you, I will mobilize all the people in the world to open their eyes wide, and I will also ask you to reflect on yourself in the future!"

"Abide by the order!" Pei Yuanhou gave a tribute and received the order, with a solemn and solemn expression, and his hands in his official robe had already pinched their fists excitedly.
Chapter completed!