Brothers and sisters, throw two of them if you have monthly tickets.

...

Except for Yang Rong who began to refute Zhu Quan, the ministers all watched a big show.

The drama of the king and his ministers joining forces to fight against King Ning!

By the way, let them relive the life of Emperor Wen when he was there!

"Thank you for your hard work in Xinghe Bo's trip."

Fang Xing's face was tanned again, and he bowed: "Your Majesty, this time the Nanchang avant-garde incident made me feel that the southern garrisons are slack and the supervision is not effective."

This matter has nothing to do with the Ministry of War, so Zhang Ben did not respond.

Zhu Zhanji said: "Some people think that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and regard the army as their own slaves. If you find one, you will never be ruthless when you find one and punish one severely!"

Then everyone dispersed. After returning to the duty room, Jin Youzi said, "Is Your Majesty going to start attacking the warriors? Or is it a shock to the tiger?"

Yang Rong is the chief assistant, so he will not express his opinion easily, while Huang Huai is not in good health and is just trying to force himself to get angry.

Yang Pu glanced at everyone and said, "Martial Master... Your Majesty has also experienced battle formations many times back then. The loyalty of the military should be insufficient. But these people have no way out and cannot find a place to conquer. Your Majesty wants to beat him from time to time..."

Yang Rong glanced at him, feeling a little afraid.

Yang Pu doesn't say much, but Yang Rong observed several times and found that what he actually liked the most was to guess.

Imagine my colleagues, the emperor, the situation, and then make judgments and responses based on this.

This is a strong enemy!

Originally, the chief assistant Zhu Di wanted was Yang Shiqi, but later because Yang Rong took the right team, he pulled his teeth and got the opportunity.

Now that Zhu Zhanji is in power, his political propositions tend toward Zhu Di, so Yang Rong must be stable.

If you want to shake Yang Rong's position, you must ensure that the situation in the Ming Dynasty declines, the emperor's aggressiveness will be hit by the head, and then Yang Rong, the chief minister, will become a shield and be thrown out.

Just like the Song Dynasty, reforms were boycotted and opposed, and it was difficult to continue. Wang Anshi was the shield. Only when he got out of here can the king's prestige continue.

So Yang Rong was observing the words and deeds of these colleagues, and then carefully pondered them.

Yang Shiqi is a kind person and the one who poses the greatest threat to Yang Rong. Jin Youzi is a little anxious. After Fang Xing intervened, he began to be anxious and acted as a shit-stirring player, constantly stirring up the situation.

Huang Huai is not enough to make a case, so his body cannot guarantee sufficient energy to serve as the chief minister.

So……

Yang Rong said: "We can't get involved in the affairs between civil and military affairs. Just follow Your Majesty's instructions."

He said as he glanced at Yang Pu quickly and saw a hint of surprise.

Yes! Surprised...

Yang Rong sneered in his heart. He knew that Yang Pu’s remarks just now were suspected of being aggressive to Jin Youzi. As long as Jin Youzi made a fuss, he, the chief minister, must suppress or persuade him, and he cannot cause conflicts to the emperor.

Then... the relationship between the chief minister and his colleagues will become worse and worse.

And then...

...

When Fang Xing left the palace, he went to Taimiao to take a look.

The Taimiao was already in smoke and fire, and the ritual officials were tossing.

Fang Xing saw Lu Zhen, and Lu Zhen also saw him, so he walked out, stood on the steps, put his hands in his sleeves, and asked, "Is Xing He Bo going home?"

Fang Xing nodded and looked at the thick pillars in the hall and were envious.

These tall pillars are all golden nanmu!

Just support a golden nanmu that has nothing to do for hundreds of years!

Fang Xing was salivating at these good woods, but Lu Zhen smiled and said, "Xing and Bo went south for a few months, hurry up and go home to reunite."

Why has this person become enthusiastic?

Fang Xing glanced at him suspiciously, then bowed and left.

Lu Zhen smiled and watched him go away, then turned around and continued the ceremony.

"Please give a salute..."

The voice of the ritual official is melodious and will not "disturb" the royal ancestors, but can also demonstrate the royal dignity.

The thrones were arranged one by one, Tai Changqing knelt down, poured incense, offered wine, and leaned over and lie on the ground.

“By again…”

"prosper……"

"Flat..."

After a series of procedures were completed, the ritual officer said: "The ritual is finished..."

Lu Zhen smiled and bowed to everyone, and then left alone.

"What's wrong with Lord Lu today? Did you encounter a good thing?"

"Well, he wouldn't smile at us in the past, let alone give us a hand."

At this time, Taichangqing came over, and these people immediately kept silent.

Taichangqing looked at the sunlight outside with his hands behind his back and murmured: "This man has been asking for an official position for his son several times!"

Well!

These officials and officials bowed their heads, and after Taichangqing left, they went out in groups of three or three.

"This man is so shameless! He actually asked for an official position for his son."

...

Lu Zhen was in a good mood and later visited the monks' places.

The Ministry of Rites seems to be in charge of money or official hats, but the matters involved are closely related to the image of the country. In the Ming Dynasty, which values ​​etiquette and status, the official position of the Minister of Rites is not bad.

The monks were kept in the capital and had nothing to do on weekdays. When they saw Lu Zhen coming, they got a table of vegetarian food and invited him to eat.

During the meal, Lu Zhen was in a good mood and raised his glasses frequently.

When the sun was west, Lu Zhen saw the time when he was down, so he got up and waved his hand, and then left.

He staggered and went home slowly.

Not long after leaving the imperial city, he saw Fang Xing.

"I want a dog, a puppy. Another general, a big knife... Finally, a fat man came, looking at the funny fat man..."

Fang Xing squeezed with the people and shouted excitedly.

Lu Zhen was a little drunk, and he squeezed over while he was drunk. When the people saw him wearing official uniforms, they had to make way.

Lu Zhen walked behind Fang Xing and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xinghe Bo, are you still childish innocence?"

Fang Xing turned around and saw that it was him, so he casually said, "Looking at this person, I bought it home for the children to play with."

Lu Zhen burped and whispered: "Xinghe Bo, the Japanese official will invite you to drink."

The two had no friendship, no, it should be said that they had some hatred. So Fang Xing felt that this guy was getting weirder, so he responded casually, and then patted his shoulder hard to express his return.

"Why……"

After drinking, Lu Zhen's feet were floating, and Fang Xing slapped him on the ground.

"I said you didn't want to cheat me?"

Lu Zhen couldn't get up on the ground several times. The people around him thought they were going to fight, so they immediately avoided it and gave up a large piece of open space.

"Master!" Lu Zhen's entourage exclaimed, and then prepared to come and help Lu Zhen up, but was rejected by Lu Zhen. But the other party woke up and glared.

Lu Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "I'm old, my bones are hard, Xing and Bo will work together."

Fang Xing helped him up and said, "I said to Lord Lu, don't make trouble with Uncle next time, be careful!"

Last time he kicked Lu Zhen home and kept it for a long time, but he didn't believe that Lu Zhen would forget this hatred.

Lu Zhen raised up and patted his butt, bowed and said, "Let's go, Xinghe Bo remember! The Japanese official invited you to drink."

Fang Xing reluctantly agreed, and then took advantage of the opportunity of fewer people and quickly asked the face master to make his three face men.

...

When Lu Zhen arrived at home, his son Lu Xiong had not come back yet. His wife helped him change clothes and asked Lu Xiong about his official position.

This was a sin that Lu Zhen boasted about some time ago. While changing into homely clothes, he said perfunctorily: "It's still early! Your Majesty has not long been ascending the throne, and it's hard to speak now."

Then his old wife gave him sober soup. He drank it in disgust, burped, got up and entered the bedroom.

"I'm a little tired, don't make a noise."
Chapter completed!