Under Zhou Chengping's gaze, Cheng Wenguang slowly stood up.
"Don't look at me like that!" Cheng Wenguang said calmly.
"Mr. Chengge, the emperor will protect you, otherwise you will be a prisoner of the rank and file!" Zhou Chengping's eyes were burning.
Under his righteous and awe-inspiring gaze, Cheng Wenguang did not avoid it, but asked instead: "Master Zhou, why don't you think about why the emperor wants to protect me?"
"Just because of your clever words and deeds, you deceived the saint..."
Before Zhou Chengping could finish speaking, Cheng Wenguang had already started laughing.
"Lord Zhou, this is what you said in the palace, and now you are in the center, why are there no innovations?"
Hearing Cheng Wenguang's teasing words, Zhou Chengping's face became even more ugly.
Cheng Wenguang suppressed his smile and said: "You and I were ministers in the same palace, and we shared weal and woe when we were in Longyou. Why don't you miss our old friendship at all today?"
"Although we are ministers in the same palace, but have different ways of doing things, we should not seek each other's will, but we should all follow our own aspirations!"
After hearing this, Cheng Wenguang asked: "You and I both have the desire to assist the Holy One and stabilize the world, how can we praise each other differently?"
Zhou Chengping was not afraid of the debate at all, and he really wanted to "teach a lesson" to Cheng Wenguang.
"In the name of assisting the Holy One, you exercise power and make money. How can you be like me?"
Cheng Wenguang fell silent, and Zhou Chengping's accusation was serious.
"Yes... you are noble, there is a big difference between you and me!" Cheng Wenguang sighed.
Although he stopped arguing and acknowledged Zhou Chengping's statement, he did not look defeated.
Cheng Wenguang turned around and walked out of Huangji Gate. He planned to go back to have dinner with his family.
Looking at Cheng Wenguang's back, Zhou Chengping continued: "With people like you here, there will never be peace in the court, and there will be no peace in the world..."
Hearing these words, Cheng Wenguang stopped. At this moment, he was extremely angry in his heart because Zhou Chengping didn't understand anything.
Turning around, Cheng Wenguang said with a cold face: "If the imperial court is full of people like you, will the world be at peace?"
"To point out the country and inspire words, one mouth and one pen are enough!"
"Can we allocate supplies, resettle refugees, transfer military supplies, appease places... one by one, can it be done just by talking?"
"Yes...you, Zhou Chengping, have a noble character and outstanding intelligence, but how many people are like you in the Jin Dynasty?"
Facing Cheng Wenguang's question, Zhou Chengping's thoughts were racing, but for a moment he couldn't think of a way to respond.
"As long as you can do things for the emperor and implement the national policies of the court, you will be a contributor to the peace and stability of the country. Do you understand?"
Cheng Wenguang took two steps forward and stared directly at Zhou Chengping.
At this moment, Cheng Wenguang profoundly explained what it means to be loyal to the country and what it means to suffer for the country.
In contrast, Zhou Chengping seemed aggressive.
"Do I have to be like you to be able to stabilize the country?" Zhou Chengping refuted without hesitation.
"As long as the officials in the imperial court are all more capable and more virtuous than sages, then naturally there will be no traitors as you call them, but is this possible?"
Before Zhou Chengping could speak, Cheng Wenguang continued: "Absolutely impossible. This has been the case since ancient times!"
"Don't be in a hurry to refute, think carefully and see if what I said is false!"
Zhou Chengping was silent. He knew that what Cheng Wenguang said was true. It was indeed impossible for all officials in the court to become saints.
Cheng Wenguang continued: "Since it is impossible, we know that things should be like this, so why should Mr. Zhou be picky and aggressive?"
These words sounded reasonable, but Zhou Chengping always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of how to refute it for a while.
"Forget it...I can't explain it to you!" Cheng Wenguang sighed.
In fact, Cheng Wenguang still kept many words in his heart and could not express them to Zhou Chengping.
For example, his initial question was, why did His Majesty the Emperor, Shengming Zhuzhao, protect his "treacherous minister"?
Why? Of course not because I was deceived, but because Chengwenguang is easy to use.
This is why the number one "rebellious ministers" like Xie Xiaofang and Wang Tinghe are still at the center, each shouldering the important responsibilities of the court. Gu Chang
Zhao Yanxun's attitude has been very clear. As long as you are capable and obedient, he can appoint you in any way.
In other words, even some "flaws" are tolerable.
It's just that these words can only be kept in the heart. To say it out loud is to seek death.
"Farewell!" Cheng Wenguang shook his head and left minding his own business.
His anger had disappeared with the words he just said, so he felt very peaceful at the moment.
But Cheng Wenguang was actually wrong. Zhou Chengping was actually very clear about the emperor's employment strategy.
So when he impeached Cheng Wenguang today, he actually wanted to take the opportunity to admonish the emperor, but it was a pity that Zhao Yanxun didn't give him a chance to show off.
With a sigh, Zhou Chengping also walked out of the Huangji Gate. At this moment, he only felt powerless.
After passing through the deep palace gate, when Zhou Chengping arrived at the square outside Huangji Gate, the vast sight before him made him slowly adjust his mentality.
No matter how difficult it is, he will not back down and will do what needs to be done!
At this moment, Zhou Chengping strengthened his confidence again.
After walking out of Da'anmen, just when Zhou Chengping was thinking about returning to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to sort out the recent situation, he met Guan Hetai, the right envoy of the Privy Council.
"Did you impeach Cheng Wenguang?" Guan Hetai asked straight to the point.
He met Cheng Wenguang just now and learned the news while chatting with him, so he waited for Zhou Chengping to come out.
Facing his old friend, Zhou Chengping replied succinctly: "That's right!"
"you……"
"Why can't you change your temper? Now you are working in the imperial court, not in the palace..."
Looking around, Guan Hetai lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you causing trouble for the emperor?"
There could have been a debate, but Zhou Chengping replied: "The emperor asked me to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I was just fulfilling my duties. The emperor will make his own judgment on whether it is right or wrong!"
What Zhou Chengping said was that if he really did something wrong, there would be no place for him in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Guan Hetai sighed: "But when doing things, you must take the overall situation into consideration after all!"
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On the Danbi Stone in Huangji Palace, Zhao Yanxun looked in the direction of Huangji Gate.
Turning on the system's perception ability, he could hear the conversation between the two ministers.
Just as Cheng Wenguang guessed, Zhao Yanxun could see everything clearly, and he had to turn a blind eye to some things.
There are many people in the world who are against him. If he is too harsh on those who follow him, I am afraid that he will really have no one to use.
"Time is still too tight!" Zhao Yanxun sighed.
The country is a powder keg at the moment, and powerful enemies are coming from abroad. He, Zhao Yanxun, is also dancing on a tightrope. If he is not careful, he will fall and fall off his back.
Looking into the distance, Zhao Yanxun continued: "After this year, the autumn grain has been harvested, so it should be a lot easier!"
Not only him, but everyone inside and outside the court is now very concerned about the autumn grain harvest.
As long as this year goes smoothly, the court will have a chance to breathe and can calmly arrange affairs for next year.
"Wu Hong..." Zhao Yanxun raised his voice.
"The slave is here!"
Zhao Yanxun asked: "What did Lin Quan say just now?"
"Reporting to the emperor, Lin Quan said that one hundred and twenty gentry families have been confirmed to have participated in the turmoil. Although the remaining zombies are suspected, the evidence is slightly insufficient!" Wu Hong replied carefully.
"If the evidence is insufficient, then continue the investigation. Does this still require a notification?"
After a pause, Zhao Yanxun added: "Tell him to check as he wants without worrying too much!"
Obviously, Lin Quan asked Zhao Yanxun for his opinion when he encountered resistance in his investigation.