The dead silence in the Qinzheng Palace did not last long, or perhaps it was just an illusion in the minds of the ministers.
"Master Feng."
The woman's voice sounded again, but compared to the previous one, her voice was softer and calmer. People could tell at first glance that this was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
"You are the censor Zhongcheng and the pillar of the country. How can you be compared to a little girl like me?"
It's a pity that the words spoken by this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl were sophisticated, cruel and poisonous.
This sounds awkward. It should be normal for me, a little lady, to compare myself to you. You are really flattering me.
But what the little woman said was not a slip of the tongue, but naturally meant to express an abnormal meaning.
Mr. Feng, why are you so angry with a little girl like me?
Mr. Feng, can you compare to a little girl like me?
Mr. Feng, you can't even compare to a little girl like me.
Mr. Feng, you are really humiliating yourself!
"Back then, Zhang Jiangzhou scolded an old Confucian to death. Now, this lady from Jiangzhou wouldn't shame a court official to death, right?"
Many officials next door said to themselves, some of them couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and look through the gap in the room.
Sure enough, Feng Lin's figure seemed to be shaking, but he quickly stabilized his figure.
"Your Majesty, I am so loyal that traitors cannot deceive Sheng Cong..." He said with a pale face and straightened his back.
Now that things have happened, the original plan has come to nothing. People should take advantage of the situation and don't think about what they have lost. What they want to think about is grabbing the benefits that can still be obtained as soon as possible. If the drowned dog cannot be saved, then it must be beaten up.
The advantage now is naturally to comply with His Majesty's wishes, say for His Majesty what he cannot say, and say for His Majesty what he wants to say.
The thought flashed across his mind, and Gao Lingbo raised the wat board without hesitation and stepped over it.
"Feng Lin, you are pretentious and use your first name. What crime do you deserve!" He shouted loudly.
The livid emperor on the throne seemed to have exhaled after hearing this and sat upright.
As soon as Gao Lingbo walked out, other officials were not willing to lag behind and came over one after another.
Feng Lin's face turned even paler, but he still straightened his back and held the wat board in his hand tightly.
"I am not guilty." He said every word, "Your Majesty, please take a closer look!"
"Feng Lin, are you saying that Your Majesty is a foolish king who does not distinguish between right and wrong, and who rewards and punishes unfairly?" Gao Lingbo shouted with raised eyebrows.
Feng Lin looked up at the emperor on the throne and raised the wat tablet in his hand.
"Your Majesty, those who do not listen to the advice of your ministers and listen to clever words and cruel words will surely be deceived and will not distinguish between right and wrong," he said.
At this time, the emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Feng Lin, you still dare to talk!" He raised his eyebrows and yelled, "You can't see the merits of the Divine Arm Bow. You can't see how many people dedicated themselves to dedicating magical weapons to the country. Instead, you only see evil. The whole court is like this
Are all the ministers blind and unable to see? Just because you serve the country and the king, do you want me to regard merit as sin and doubt my hard work? Is this the distinction between right and wrong and the fairness of rewards and punishments?"
"Gao Lingbo, do you people just watch? Are you all afraid of Chen Shao's impeachment?"
It was rare for the emperor to get angry, because the emperor was in poor health and believed in governing the country with benevolence and filial piety. At this time, he said such strong words, which immediately caused chaos in the palace.
"I am guilty."
The courtiers in the main hall bowed one after another, and the chamberlains beside them brought tea and water to comfort him.
Cheng Jiaoniang slowly stepped aside and looked at Feng Lin, who was being scolded by all the courtiers.
Feng Lin still held the wat board tightly and rebutted the other courtiers one by one. Even though his face was pale, his back was straight and his body did not waver in the slightest.
"How pitiful."
Someone said slowly in my ear.
Cheng Jiaoniang turned her head slightly and saw that it was Zhang Chun.
"It's all helpless." Cheng Jiaoniang also said slowly.
The two of them each said four incoherent words, and then fell silent, looking at the chaotic palace.
"Feng Lin is finished."
Chen Shao said.
He had already rejected the emperor's edict twice and resigned at home. However, even though he resigned, he still learned about what happened in the court hall as soon as the court meeting was over.
Old Mrs. Chen nodded.
"The emperor is not stupid, and he is more suspicious than ordinary people. Mrs. Cheng's trick is to treat others in their own way. It is really cruel." He said.
"Both of them had selfish interests and used words and actions to influence the king's heart, but compared to Mrs. Cheng, Feng Lin's sin was greater," Chen Shao said.
Having said this, he put the tea bowl down on the table.
"You're asking for trouble," he said.
"It's a petty thing." Mr. Chen shook his head to express his dissatisfaction with his attitude.
Chen Shao responded yes to his father's salute, but his face could not hide his anger.
"Ms. Cheng is really powerful." Mrs. Chen said with a smile, "Feng Lin's move is not a bad thing. This woman is acting erratically. There will definitely be many people who want to operate on her in the future."
He said that he looked at Chen Shao here.
Chen Shao looked slightly embarrassed.
"As long as she serves the country and does not bring harm to the country or its people, as she said herself, even the crowing of cocks, dogs, and thieves can be used. Father, I am not that kind of rigid person." He said.
Old Mrs. Chen laughed.
"...But now that she is in the limelight, others don't dare or have the chance to jump out. Feng Lin's jumping out at this time must be just what the lady wanted." He continued, "Feng Lin wanted to scare the monkeys, but she
Isn't it? After all, with the example of Feng Lin in front of us, let's see who dares to touch her mind, who dares to withstand that sentence, the speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention, who dares to be asked by the emperor what she has.
Heart."
Chen Shao looked complicated and shook his head.
"So, this Mrs. Cheng..." he said, but in the end he didn't know what to say and gave up with a sigh.
Helping her by herself? It doesn't count at all. Instead, it counts as her helping herself again, right?
"It won't be long before Feng Lin is released. You should go and get ready. Just give His Majesty a step and pass." Old Mrs. Chen said.
Chen Shao responded and stood up to leave.
Old Mrs. Chen continued to drink tea while looking at the screen behind him. Unknowingly, there were already two lines of circles on it.
He hesitated, put down the tea bowl, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.
"grandfather."
Old Mrs. Chen turned around and saw Danniang Chen leaning against the door frame and looking around.
Seeing her grandfather looking over, Chen Danniang showed a big smile.
Old Mrs. Chen also smiled and waved to her.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Chen Danniang came in and stood in front of the screen, shaking her head with her hands behind her hands and looking, "Are you going to blacken the screen again?"
Old Mrs. Chen smiled and nodded, and drew a circle on the screen with his pen.
"Grandpa, look at what I wrote." Chen Danniang said, taking out a piece of paper from her hand behind her back.
"Did you learn it from Mrs. Cheng?" Old Mrs. Chen said, reaching out to take it and nodding in praise, "Not bad, good, great progress."
"Ms. Cheng is not at home." Chen Danniang said, "When she finishes her work, I will go and show her."
Old Mrs. Chen looked up at her.
"Danniang, are you not worried about Mrs. Cheng at all?" he asked.
Chen Danniang didn't even raise her head, looking at her own words.
"Don't worry." She said casually, "Ms. Cheng is not a bad person, she will be fine."
If he is not a bad person, nothing will happen?
So is Feng Lin considered a bad person?
Or is Mrs. Cheng a good person?
Old Mrs. Chen smiled slightly, rolled up his sleeves and continued to read Chen Danniang's words, not continuing the topic.
On the other side, Mrs. Zhang was also adding a stroke on the screen with a pen, and finally looked at it for a moment.
"Too small." He said, and added another stroke with his pen, "Chen Shao is a little bigger than others."
The old servant beside him smiled and shook his head.
"Feng Lin has already invited himself out," he said.
"I'm smarter this time. I know how to invite myself, so I don't have to be rushed by the emperor, so I can save some face." Old Mrs. Zhang smiled and put down his pen.
"Speaking of it, he has a good nature and good financial planning skills." The old servant smiled, "He is also a capable minister, but he should not be a censor, so he can serve as his third minister."
But this is impossible, he will never have the chance to return to Beijing after this time.
"He deserves it. Who asked him to touch that woman's bad luck?" Old Mrs. Zhang said with a snort, "I don't want to think about how many people have ruined their lives and fortunes at the hands of that woman. He is just a broom star. If he gets hurt, he will be knocked to death.
Meeting her will be bad for three days, so you can see that I don’t even go to see her..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard footsteps outside the door.
"Master, Master."
Old Mrs. Zhang hurriedly hissed at the old servant.
"If she knew that I said her master was a bad guy, she would definitely stop cooking for me for three days." He chuckled.
The old servant shook his head helplessly, watched the girl step forward, knelt down and kowtowed.
"Thank you, Master, my wife is fine." She cried and laughed at the same time.
"Is everything okay?" Mrs. Zhang pretended to be surprised, "Have you put it back?"
The girl chuckled again.
"Master, you are still teasing me. Madam has already asked someone to tell me that she is fine," she said.
"Then don't thank me, I didn't help you with anything." Old Mrs. Zhang smiled.
"I'm going to thank you. I'm your son, so naturally I have to thank you too."
The girl said, getting up and retreating. When she heard the laughter of Mrs. Zhang and the old servant coming from the room, the girl also raised her head and wiped her tears and laughed again.
"Thank me for what?"
Zhang Chun, who had just gone to court in the study, frowned and looked at the girl kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
"Banqin thanks you for protecting your wife," the girl said respectfully.
"When will I defend her?" Zhang Chun said with a frown.
"Madam said that the master spoke for the lady and the husband in the court." The girl lowered her head and said.
Zhang Chun put down the book and shook his head.
"I don't mean to speak for them. I just dislike talking in court. Classes are about to start in the academy. I talk endlessly about things that can be explained in a few words. How can I waste so much effort!" he said.
The girl still kowtows.
"That's alright." Zhang Chun looked at her with a bit of casualness, "There are so many people who think like you. There is nothing to explain, and explanations are useless. Let you go."
The girl responded yes.
She took a few steps back and came to the door to salute.
"Thank you, Master, for explaining this to me." She said, got up and left.
Zhang Chun was startled by these words, and looked slightly embarrassed. He shook his head and laughed, and continued to read with his head down.
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PS: Today’s update (*^__^*) Hee hee... take a rest. (To be continued)
