After retreating from the court.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion!

"Young Master, you are back."

When Lu Zhi and Lu Su sisters saw Ying Ziye coming back from the court, they stepped forward to greet him.

Ying Ziye sat in the seat, and one of the two women presented seasonal fruits and one of them gently massaged his hands.

Lu Gong, Lu Zhi, and Lu Su were arranged to enter the mansion.

"Oh, you guys are too polite."

Ying Ziye enjoyed the service of the two and couldn't help but smile and sigh.

"No, the young master takes care of our sisters and father, and we should do something."

Lu Zhi smiled generously, picked up a piece of cut flesh with her slender hands and put it into Ying Ziye's mouth.

"Go and notify Xiao He, Xiahou Ying, Fan Kuai and others that I will hold a banquet to invite them and let them come in a quarter of an hour."

Ying Ziye called the maid and servant on the side and ordered: "Let the chef prepare some dishes and set them up for a banquet."

"Here!"

The servant responded respectfully and turned around and retreated to act.

Xiao He, Fan Kuai and others also lived here temporarily.

The servants in the mansion acted quickly, and the seats were placed one by one, and all the food, wine and water were presented.

After receiving the notice, Xiao He, Fan Kuai and others rushed forward.

Hall, above the banquet.

The wine is fragrant and the food is bright, making people's index fingers activate.

Ying Ziye sat upright in the main seat.

Everyone sat down and bowed and said, "We will pay homage to the young master!"

"Um!"

Ying Ziye responded lightly, raised a glass of wine, greeted everyone around him, and smiled and said, "I am interested in making arrangements. In the near future, I will recommend you to the court as an official!"

Everyone was rushing to raise their glasses to greet each other, and after hearing this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

When they came to their senses, Xiao He, Fan Kuai and others all showed surprise on their faces.

"Thank you, young master!"

"Young master is very kind and great, and I will never forget you."

"I didn't expect that when the young master returned to Xianyang, he would make plans for us."

Xiahou Ying, Lu Wan and others were extremely excited and blushed.

Only Xiao He could still keep calm, but he was extremely excited.

For many years, he has been a prison officer in Pei County, not rank or become an official, and now he has finally welcomed his official position.

Fan Kuai was also quite moved, and he didn't expect that he would be today.

"Come on, I'll wait to honor the young master!"

Cao Shen raised his glass and filled the wine, greeted everyone, and said to Ying Ziye.

"Today it will be a big deal!"

Xiao He raised his glass and said with a smile.

"Hahahaha, young master, I wish you!"

Fan Kuai drank the wine in the glass, and after saying that, he poured the wine glass into its position, but no drop was left.

"You guys, you guys."

Ying Ziye raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, and said with a faint smile.

at the same time.

The Eighteenth Young Master’s Mansion!

The young master Hu Hai showed pride, sitting on the seat, holding the table with one hand and a wine glass with the other.

He gently sipped the sake in his glass and tasted the grain and the faint fragrance of rice flowers.

There is a chess game in front of me, with black and white chess pieces like long dragons fighting fiercely, with the murderous aura hidden.

But Bai Zi is already weak.

Zhao Gao sat opposite him, fell down Baizi, drank a glass of wine, and smiled faintly: "Young master is good at chess skills, but he is not as good as his ministers."

"You are polite to the teacher."

The young master Hu Hai said humbly, obviously very proud.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhao Gao smiled with a cold feeling appeared in his eyes. He glanced at the black and white Gemini on the chessboard, then looked at the young master Hu Hai, and said, "Young master is so wonderful!"

There is a deep meaning in the words.

I don’t know if it was praising the skills of Prince Hu Hai, or making a statement in the court, taking the opportunity to suppress Prince Fusu and Confucianism.

"Brother, that idiot!"

Prince Hu Hai smiled coldly, his voice full of ridicule and contempt, and said, "Benevolence and righteousness have made his reputation, but it has also hurt him."

"Although Zhang Liang, Chunyu Yue and others sincerely assisted him, Confucianism and Kong families would drag him down and make him fall into the quagmire."

When Zhao Gao heard this, his eyes were deep and his voice was slowly said: "The Kong family was destroyed, and the Confucians were also dismissed because of this, but his vitality was severely damaged."

"If he cannot learn from his mistakes, cannot make up his mind and use his brain, he will never have the chance to be with the throne, and may even die one day."

"My real opponent is only my starling!"

The young master Hu Hai held the wine glass tightly, his eyes were burning, and he said in a deep voice.

Another son was left behind by his subordinates.

A trace of enlightenment appeared in his heart, and Young Master Fusu was not afraid of it.

The only real opponent is Ying Ziye...

The eldest son’s mansion!

In the hall, a group of Confucian officials gathered here and argued endlessly.

Zhang Liang sat down at the lower head, with a pale face and a hint of rosy look, his eyes were deep, and he remained silent.

Chunyu Yue was also taciturn and silent.

Above the main seat of the high platform.

Young Master Fusu leaned on the back of his seat, put his hands on the armrest and gently knocked.

His face was filled with a hint of sorrow and his eyebrows were frowning.

"If it weren't for the Kong family's bastards, we wouldn't have been like this!"

A Confucian official in his forties and fifties angrily shouted: "It's all up to this Kong family. We, the Confucians, have built momentum for the Kong family."

"Saving him from the Eighth Master's subordinates, I didn't expect that the Kong family would repay me with Confucianism in this way!"

"Yes, it's all this Kong family who mislead me, what is the sub-saint family, the descendants of the sages, I'll do you!"

Another Confucian official said angrily.

"Because of the Kong family, everything we and the young master did was in vain!"

Listening to the discussion of Confucian officials around him.

Chunyu Yue's face looked very ugly, and he was extremely angry.

Who would be willing to be told to be for nothing?

Zhang Liang was also in a very heavy mood, but he knew that he had to make some efforts now, otherwise it would be completely difficult for both Confucianism and Prince Fusu to turn over.

"Mr. Ozwan, do you have an idea?"

Young Master Fusu looked at Zhang Liang and asked.

He also felt difficult.

The father blamed him and lost power in the court.

Confucianism was severely suppressed.

Zhang Liang sighed slightly when he heard this, and said with a serious expression: "I have no good idea, but I can only do it."

"First, Confucianism should not cause any unnecessary troubles recently, and do not contradict His Majesty the First Emperor."

"Second, the young master has another backup, that is his cooperation with the Yin and Yang family!"
To be continued...