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Chapter 771 Zuo Zhiyuan's Flying Dream

Jin Feng had a long talk with the Ninth Princess to discuss whether they should train a prime minister.

From that day on, the Ninth Princess began to pay attention to the civil and military officials.

The purpose of transferring Zhong Wuji and others to the Privy Council was to examine them.

"You also know that I am not familiar with political affairs," Jin Feng did not answer the ninth princess's question, but asked: "Do you think he is qualified for the position of prime minister?"

"The ability is very good, and the few things I asked him to do recently have been done very well." The Ninth Princess nodded: "He is one of my first choices."

"Ability is second. I think the most valuable thing about him is that he is really willing to do things for the people."

Jin Feng nodded in agreement, but did not express his position.

Although he was not familiar with the court, he also knew that the position of prime minister could not be filled only by ability and willingness to do practical things for the people.

For example, Zuo Zhiyuan from the Ministry of Works is also a practical person and capable, but he is not suitable to lead the Ministry of Works.

"I will give him priority."

The Ninth Princess nodded slightly: "Go in."

When the two entered the imperial study, the first thing they saw was Chen Ji happily flipping through the Book of Mankind.

Hearing the movement at the door, Chen Ji quickly signaled the palace maid to help the ninth princess.

It was summer now, and the Ninth Princess's belly began to swell slightly.

"Wuyang, is it time for you to get married?" Chen Ji put down the Wanmin Book, frowned and said, "Your mother and concubine have asked me several times."

"I've been so busy lately, how can I have time?" Ninth Princess waved her hand casually: "There's no rush, just wait."

"Your belly is getting more and more obvious. If you drag it out any longer, it will become a joke."

Chen Ji looked at Jin Feng: "National Master, what are you looking at?"

The Ninth Princess didn't wait for Jin Feng's answer and rushed to say: "It doesn't matter what he said about this matter. It's useless for you to ask him, Father."

It was very troublesome for princesses in the feudal era to get married. Just thinking about it gave Princess Ninth a headache.

In addition, she and Jin Feng are both very busy, so it has been delayed until now.

"Father, don't worry about it. I know what's going on."

The Ninth Princess shook off the support of the palace maid, sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, and picked up a memorial: "Father, if you are fine, just continue reading the Book of All Nations. I have a lot of things to do today, and I don't have time to chat with you."

"You!"

Chen Ji glared at the Ninth Princess angrily and winked at Jin Feng.

Jin Feng understood and followed Chen Ji outside.

"Wu Yang, you don't have to be in a hurry, but Imperial Master, you have to give me an attitude, right?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will discuss it with Wuyang when I go back and give you a clear answer as soon as possible."

Jin Feng touched his nose in embarrassment.

If he had to talk about other things, he could be more forceful, but Chen Ji is the biological father of the Ninth Princess, and now the Ninth Princess is pregnant. If Chen Ji says a few words to him, he can only listen.

Seeing that Chen Ji's face was still a little unhappy, and he was about to bring out a big weapon to coax his father-in-law, the eunuch Yin Que hurried over.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Master, Zuo Zhiyuan has gone to the Bell and Drum Tower!"

Yinque glanced at Jin Feng strangely: "He said he wanted to see the Imperial Master!"

"Why does he want to see you?" Chen Ji looked at Jin Feng and asked in confusion, "And he even ran to the Bell and Drum Tower?"

"Is he carrying wings?" Jin Feng asked.

"Yes." Yinque nodded.

"Okay, we know what he is going to do."

Jin Feng rubbed his brows helplessly and waved to Da Liu: "Go find more sheets and take more people to the Bell and Drum Tower."

"Yes!" Da Liu agreed and ran out to prepare.

"What trouble is Zuo Zhiyuan going to make again?"

Chen Ji came up and asked.

Jin Feng looked at the light of gossip in his eyes and his expression became even more speechless.

The minister of the Ministry of Industry wanted to jump off the building, but the emperor still looked like he was just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

Can Dakang Chaotang still be reliable?

Jin Feng felt very tired.

But thanks to Chen Ji, if there was another emperor who was obsessed with power, the Ninth Princess would not be able to use her fists.

It's probably doing more harm than good.

"If your Majesty wants to know, come and take a look. I'm afraid that if you delay for a while longer, Zuo Zhiyuan will fall to his death."

Jin Feng really didn't want to explain the whole story to Chen Ji, so he left in a hurry.

The Bell and Drum Tower is the tallest building in Dakang City, with a huge pavilion-like building on top.

A huge bronze bell hangs under the pavilion, and four large drums are placed around it.

Standing on the Drum Tower, you can almost overlook the entire capital. If there is a fire or an emergency occurs, the Imperial Guards on duty can beat the bells and drums to indicate to the Imperial Guards in other areas what has happened and whether the situation is critical.

When Jin Feng rushed to the Bell and Drum Towers, the first thing he saw was Zuo Zhiyuan sitting on the top of the pavilion, with a pair of weird-shaped wings on his back, shouting at the imperial guards beside him.

"Sir, the sheets are ready." Da Liu also happened to come over.

"Then let four of us hold up a sheet. If Zuo Zhiyuan falls, try to catch him and don't let him really fall to his death!"

Jin Feng pulled the sheet and gave an example to the escorts.

In a room on the second floor of the restaurant dozens of meters away, Chen Ji, the eunuch and others were standing in front of the window in casual clothes.

After the escorts understood Jin Feng's plan, they took the sheets and left, and dispersed in teams of four around the Bell and Drum Tower.

Seeing that the escorts were all ready, Jin Feng sighed and walked into the Bell and Drum Tower.

Follow the stairs to the top of the Bell and Drum Tower.

"National Master, you are here!"

Zuo Zhiyuan was so excited when he saw Jin Feng: "I went back and improved the wings again. I will definitely be able to fly this time!"

"Can you come down first?" Jin Feng frowned and said, "The Bell and Drum Towers are so high, if you can't fly like last time, you will fall to death!"

A few days ago, Zuo Zhiyuan came to him again with a new pair of wings. He said that he had tried it at home and that it could fly several feet away, and he wanted to demonstrate it to him.

In fact, Jin Feng knew that Zuo Zhiyuan only glided more than ten meters on his wings and was not really flying at all.

But Zuo Zhiyuan didn't listen to Jin Feng's explanation at all and insisted on giving him a demonstration.

Jin Feng couldn't resist him, so he asked him to demonstrate.

As a result, Zuo Zhiyuan didn't perform well that time. He only glide less than a foot away before he fell down.

Fortunately, he was only three or four meters high when he was standing, and his wings hit the ground first. Zuo Zhiyuan only broke some skin, but his wings fell apart.

Jin Feng originally thought he would give up, but who knew he would become even crazier and ran straight to the Bell and Drum Tower.

The Bell and Drum Tower is nearly seven or eight feet high. If he fell down, he would really be killed.

"National Master, the reason why you didn't fly last time was because you stood too low. The height of the Bell and Drum Tower is enough, and I have improved the wings, so it will definitely be fine."

Zuo Zhiyuan said confidently.

"I believe it, I believe it!"

Jin Feng only has one thought now, which is to coax Zuo Zhiyuan down first.

"National Master, I know you are lying to me, you don't believe it at all! But it doesn't matter, you will believe it after reading it!"

Zuo Zhiyuan said as he walked to the top edge of the pavilion.

Jin Feng became anxious when he saw it, and shouted to the imperial guards in the pavilion: "What are you doing standing still? Go up and capture him!"

Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zuo Zhiyuan spread his wings and jumped down...


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