Upon hearing this, Feng Junchi didn't need to ask, and everyone knew that Yu En was instructed by his father to steal the national treasury, similar to what he guessed.

only……

Yangting?

Isn’t this the fief of his Ninth Emperor’s brother?

Ten years ago, his father asked Yu Entong to almost steal the treasury and transfer the things in the treasury to the fiefdom of the Ninth Emperor's brother?

However, his Ninth Emperor Brother only had the fiefdom five years ago, and it may not be related to his Ninth Emperor Brother.

Then what turned to Yangting is still in Yangting?

Seeing the Prime Minister's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't know why his father asked Yu Entong to turn those things to Yangting, where in Yangting, and whether it was still in Yangting, Feng Junchi didn't ask.

Feng Junchi just said lightly with a blank expression: "Prime Minister, do you know how many people want to be this prime minister?"

Zhang Bianting was stunned for a moment, as if he had reacted.

Feng Junchi continued to say lightly: "Prime Minister, you have not helped the evildoer."

Zhang Bianting burst into tears again. His Royal Highness really knew why he was sick. He really knew why he was sick.

Feng Junchi: "Is it a question, have you ever hurt someone? Have you ever had a bad intention?"

Zhang Bianting cried bitterly. He didn't... He didn't... He never dared to forget the teacher's teachings... For so many years, he dreamed of assisting the emperor, managing the country, and allowing the people to live and work in peace and contentment...

"No," Feng Junchi continued, "Why not continue to act like this? You know better in the court today than the Prime Minister. Except for the Prime Minister, no official can be competent for this position. If the person is replaced now, the court may become what it is. Then can the people have a little better life?"

Zhang Bianting knew and understood that with him as the prime minister, the court was at least stable now, and at least there were Qingliu, and the people were still very good at the moment. Although the emperor was not really kind, he was still kind on the surface. As long as he grasped this point, he always was his prime minister like before, and he would not do things and have bad intentions, he would be worthy of the heaven and earth, his conscience, and his ancestors.

His close friend, Entong, had the same ambition as him during his lifetime. I believe that he was in heaven at this moment and could not resign like a evasion and return home.

He is so old that he can still do something for the people and the country. It is his blessing.

The emperor is unkind, but he will stick to the bottom line and principles.

I would rather die than surrender.

For the people, for the country and the country...

Zhang Bianting hurriedly kowtowed on the bed and cried, "Thank you for your advice." He will continue to be the prime minister. If he can do his best, he will do his best.

A real man should not escape from retirement like this when he was born in the world.

Feng Jun nodded, took another sip of tea before putting down the tea bowl and said, "When I return to the palace, my palace will tell my father that the Prime Minister is already very good."

It means that he will continue to be the prime minister.

"Your Highness is here." Zhang Bianting leaned on the bed again.

Feng Junchi planned to leave.

"Your Highness!" Zhang Bianting suddenly shouted anxiously.

Feng Jun turned around late.

"I'm daring to ask what your highness wants?" Zhang Bianting asked clangly. After he persuaded him so much, don't you want something?

"What I want..." Feng Junchi suddenly looked distant, and he didn't know what he thought of. After a while, he continued: "You don't have this."

Zhang Bianting breathed a sigh of relief. Then he felt relieved. He didn't want to stand in the side. Even if the emperor was not kind, he didn't want to stand in the camp of any prince or plan the throne for which prince.
Chapter completed!