The queen was startled, then burst into laughter: "You are really like Feng Danyuan now, so direct in doing things."
Wei Zi shook his head: "Not really, that's how I am. Don't worry, Feng Shui always does things cleanly. Even if there is blood inside, no external injuries will be visible."
The Feng Shui outside the house was silent: Are you praising me? Should I be happy or happy?
The Queen smiled faintly: "Forget it, if a dog bites someone, is it possible that I will bite him back? I heard that he was still kneeling outside the Zichen Palace after his head was smashed. If he can't be beaten, he will suffer all the physical and mental pain."
She sighed again: "I'm not annoyed with Xia Jingguan, I'm worried about the emperor. To tell you the truth, in the past few years, his suspicion has become more and more serious. If Xia Jingguan says this, how will he look at me in the future?
The prince still has the unborn child in my belly?"
The queen held her big belly and said, "This child is willing to be reincarnated as my child, so I must protect him."
Wei Zi, who was also pregnant, felt the same way. She couldn't help but hold the queen's hand: "You will definitely be able to protect him. No matter how bad the storm is in this imperial city, there will always be a place for Prince Chen's Palace and Prince Yan's Palace."
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After all, Wei Zi didn't let Feng Shui beat Xia Jingguan.
But Master Jijiu took action.
Just when rumors were boiling in the imperial capital and Xia Jingguan's group was gaining the upper hand in opposing women's enrollment in school and officialdom, Lord Jijiu held a symposium and invited Xia Jingguan and others to attend.
The talk party has lost its past pretense of elegance and is located in the busiest street of the imperial capital.
Anyone can come and watch, and anyone can make comments.
Master Jijiu did not bring any disciples with him, so he went out to fight alone and engaged in a verbal battle with Xia Jingguan and other Confucian scholars.
After more than 20 years of imperial examinations, being a monk, a Taoist, and once traveling alone as an envoy to the Western Regions, what kind of storms has Master Jijiu not experienced in his life, and what kind of scenes have he been unable to control?
Xia Jingguan, who talked eloquently in front of the emperor, retreated steadily in front of the Lord Jijiu.
He and his disciples were made red-faced by the refutation, but the Master Jijiu still looked calm and calm.
Originally, some people intervened and objected to women becoming officials, but Master Jijiu downplayed them and dismissed them. Looking at Master Xia, who has been famous for his advice for many years, he looked like he would be angry to death.
Then there was no one to yell at anymore.
On the contrary, Lord Jijiu's side is becoming more and more powerful.
In the end, Xia Jing watched Master Xia pass out, and the conversation was forced to stop.
Master Xia's disciple was panicked and shouted to the onlookers: "Is there a doctor here?"
Of course there is a doctor, more than one.
However, several male doctors tried their best to turn Mr. Xia over and over, but Mr. Xia couldn't wake up!
In front of everyone, the male doctor also felt like passing out from the heat. It was so embarrassing. Will they still be able to run the medical clinic business in the future?
By the window on the second floor, Feng Shui Youzai Youzai was chewing some fruit: I have a unique acupuncture method. If you wake me up, I will take your surname from now on.
At this time, a female student who had just entered medical school weakly raised her hand: "I, let me try?"
Feng Shui glanced at her: Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! Oh, this is either a trust or an enthusiastic citizen of the imperial capital.
