"The lower official is guilty! The lower official is guilty!"

At this moment, I can't see any passionateness, even in Jian Yi's impression, Tang Song was a grand and heroic person.

But at this moment, these grand and heroic spirits were gone, leaving only waving their tails and begging for mercy.

Guo Feng walked to Jian Yi like an amnesty and whispered: "Sir, fortunately, the Jinyiwei is just here to catch Tang Song. If they take advantage of the situation, the Ministry of Personnel will be in chaos."

His relief tone made Jian Yi shake his head slightly.

But Jian Yi didn't want to speak, he just looked down at the smear of moss in the corner of the wall.

The moss is tender and green, this is newly released.

Jian Yi touched his hair and said, "I'm old."

Then he entered the Ministry of Personnel with his hands behind his back without expressing his opinion.

Guo Wen was a little puzzled and said to the officials: "Tang Song was involved in the case, which is a shame for the Ministry of Personnel. You should govern impartially in the future and take Tang Song as a warning!"

Jian Yi, who had walked more than ten steps, heard this, and his back bent down. From behind, he looked like he was a few years older.

"The Ministry of Personnel...is not a slave..."

...

This was the only person that Dongchang and Jinyiwei took over in the capital, and then the messengers of the two families rushed out of the capital at the same time.

Fang Xing was writing a letter.

He was writing a letter to Wang Shang, asking Wang Shang to write an article on the matter.

He can write such articles, and even add more Mu Sanfen than Wang Shang wrote.

But he could not destroy Zhu Zhanji's layout.

This was a long war, which he said to Zhu Zhanji back then.

Now Zhu Zhanji has provoked a war, but he certainly has no confidence in winning.

Therefore, Fang Xing must temporarily suppress the murderous aura.

Only after handing over the written letter to the servants, I woke up and found Jie Jin.

"Those people will most likely be exiled, and the messengers who are disabled, I want them to regret it for life!"

Xie Jin felt the murderous intent he suppressed, and nodded and said, "Okay, it should be."

"You have to be more open-minded. After this, the reputation of Confucianism fell a little more, and Your Majesty took the opportunity to adjust some scientific children to come up, and no one could speak."

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a compensation! For example, Ma Su, he has been practicing in many places for a long time, and it's time to be promoted."

"Li Ermao is not bad either. He has been hanging in Zhan Shi's Mansion for a long time. They are the benchmarks. After they stand up, they will have a great impact on the general trend."

Fang Xingmeng Ran said: "I originally thought I would accumulate it step by step from below, so that I have a strong foundation. But this time they took action to break the constraints of some rules and set off a bad start."

Xie Jin nodded and said, "Do you want to fight for tooth? I know that you are full of anger. If you want to fight for tooth, those who want to fight for you at the beginning will be ready-made goals."

Fang Xing said nothing.

Xie Jin said earnestly: "Do you want science to take this opportunity to develop again, or do you want to avenge your grudges?"

Fang Xing said gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Jie for helping you understand."

Xie Jin said with relief: "It's enough for you to know many things. In the long years, you have time to think about it and fight back."

When he returned to his home, Wuyou was begging Zhang Shuhui to ask someone to pick up Zhuzhu.

Seeing Fang woke up, Wuyou cheered, rushed over and pulled Fang Xing's sleeve and raised his head and said, "Dad, Zhuzhu hasn't been here for more than a year."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Okay, go and ask your mother."

Wuyou rushed towards Zhang Shuhui again, Xiaobai came over to change Fang Xing's clothes and said, "Young Master, Ping An is always muttering today. Someone said that he had asked for leave in the academy."

Fang Xing frowned and said, "That brat... Hey! Potato is off today."

Xiaobai was not worried at all: "Young Master, have you gone to pick up potatoes safe?"

Fang Xing felt it was impossible. Ping'an never acted like a love-exposing move.

"Don't worry, Ping An is also good at it."

Fang Xing felt that these two sons could no longer control themselves when they grew up. The eldest son had one year left in martial arts, and the second son was so nauseous that he was a child. Only he would slander him, so no one else could think of him.

...

In the Ganqing Palace, Zhu Zhanji looked at the paper in his hand and said with some amusement: "He is still outside the palace?"

Yu Jia nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the paper again and said, "The words are so careless, but filial piety is commendable."

He thought for a while and said, "Just say I know."

A eunuch arrived outside the palace later.

"Your Majesty said you understand."

Ping'an was stunned, then smiled and moved his hand in his sleeves. A few treasures came to his hands.

The eunuch smiled bitterly and said, "It's just a message. Don't harm our family. If Xing and Uncle find out, our family will not be able to withstand it."

Ping'an smiled and held the eunuch's hand and said, "This is just learned, thank you for your hard work."

His hand was released, and the eunuch felt the treasure bills in his cuffs and said laughing and crying: "Your uncle is polite, Xing and Bo are friendly and never give us a look, so it's not hard for us to pass on a message."

Ping An bowed his hand and thanked him again, and the eunuch whispered: "Your Majesty has read your memorial... I'm in a good mood."

...

"Alin, you... are you really going to kiss you at home?"

Feng Lin grew a lot taller and his cheeks were less flesh, but he still looked a little childish.

"Well, it's very annoying. My father and mother talked about several people, but I don't know."

Feng Lin's eyebrows frowned, a little melancholy.

She tilted her head and looked at Tudou. Seeing that he was also a little depressed, she asked, "Aren't you going to study?"

Tudou looked at her side and said, "My father is back, I'll take a break for three days."

Feng Lin urged as soon as he heard this, "Then why are you here to do? Go back quickly, I'm going to buy vegetables too."

Tudou said frowningly: "I'm afraid I'll be taken to take the exam when I get home."

Feng Lin said sympathetically: "Don't be afraid, my brother always holds his head up and can pass."

Tudou looked at her shrinking face and said, "Okay, I'll come to you when I go back and get some jerky dragon meat for you."

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "No, that's a rare thing. Don't show off, otherwise I will ignore you again."

Tudou agreed, and then watched Feng Lin go to the left at the intersection again at the street.

Then a man on the right rushed over and punched him in the head.

Tudou had noticed him a long time ago, and he didn't panic when he saw him rushing over. He just turned his head slightly, then held his right wrist with his right hand, and kicked his left foot, and the man fell to the ground.

After the man fell to the ground, he wanted to get up, so Potato stomped on his shoulder and walked to the right.

Yang Jinqiang stood there calmly. He never thought Tudou had any skills, and was probably a weak scholar.

But just now, Potato took action like lightning to knock down the man. Not to mention that he was shocked, the passers-by were cheering loudly.

"What do you want to do?"

He asked coldly.

Potato strode over and smiled and said, "I want to hit you!"

While speaking, he punched him.

Bang!

How does it feel to get a punch in the nose?

First, it is severe pain, then it is severe pain.

After Yang Jin screamed, he then jumped up while covering his nose.

The pain is unbearable!

Potato said, "Don't let me see you again."

Yang Jin jumped his feet in pain, and knew that his ambition was shameful, so he just shouted vaguely: "Okay, it's great! Don't leave if you have the ability!"

Tudou felt that his strength was wrong, so he should have hit Yang Jin with one punch and sprayed blood on his face.

"Your sister is also domineering in the Feng family, and Feng Xiang is already unable to bear it."

Yang Jin scolded: "You are so fucking..."

Bang!

Even though Yang Jin covered his nose, the power of this punch was transmitted through his palms, and he immediately felt a heat gushing out.
Chapter completed!