Li Longji's confrontation with the prime ministers of the political hall ended in failure, and finally the Shenwu Army was sentenced to victory, and the silk silk gold and silver were rewarded for encouragement, and the idea of promoting those rising stars was all in vain, and they could only be wronged first to continue to be a captain in the Shenwu Army for a few years, and when they had the opportunity to go to the battlefield and make war exploits, they would be crowned marquis and worship the generals, who can say irresponsible things?

Without speculation, Li Longji lost interest in discussing matters with the prime ministers, so he threw them all out of the Qinzheng Building on the grounds of physical fatigue.

Gao Lishi saw that Li Longji was sulking in a life, so he comforted him in a timely manner: "It is the blessing of the Son of Heaven to have a minister in the country, and the saint should be happy!"

Li Longji glanced at Gao Lishi angrily.

Sooner or later, one day, I will ...... him Degrade the Jingshi!"

In fact, Li Longji's inner monologue was that sooner or later he would kill Wei Jiansu, a Tian Sheweng, but he didn't want to leave a mean impression on the historians, so he had to say a word about degrading the Beijing Division.

At the same time, Li Longji glared at the historian next to him who was in charge of recording the living notes.

"Can you delete the 'nonsense' just now?" he felt that he had just lost his temper in the dispute with Wei Jiansu, so he wanted to delete this paragraph.

Unexpectedly, the living note official who seemed to have been lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes asked unhurriedly: "The next sentence of the sage, should the minister delete it?"

Li Longji's heart was suddenly as greasy as eating a fly, and he was silent. Gao Lishi was so smart that he knew that if he continued to fight, he would only make the Son of Heaven more angry and embarrassed, so he angrily reprimanded the historian.

"The prime ministers are gone, what are you still doing here?

The official also felt that since the discussion between the Son of Heaven and the Prime Minister had ended, there was no need for him to record these trivial matters of life, so he immediately retired.

Li Longji finally felt relaxed, these officials in charge of daily life were flying around in his ears like flies and mosquitoes all day long, unable to fight, unable to catch up, and his subordinates had to think twice about every word and deed.

Even so, Li Longji always has a bad control, and every time he discusses with the official in charge of daily life, most of the time he is generally pushed back today. It's just that today's high-ranking official really doesn't accumulate virtue when he speaks, and he even dares to sarcastically mock the Son of Heaven!

"Why should the saint be angry with the character who is bigger than the sesame mung bean? Another day, the slave and maid found the officials of the history museum and brought the living notes privately, wouldn't it be better for the saint to delete whichever sentence he wants?"

Under the comfort of Gao Lishi, Li Longji's anger was much smoother, and he did instruct Gao Lishi to buy off the historian many times and delete the records of the living notes. But after all, this kind of thing is not visible, and if the officials of the DPRK and China know about it and spread it, will he still have a face?

Gao Lishi can afford to lose people, but Li Longji, as the Son of Heaven, can't afford to lose this person, so he had to shake his head helplessly.

"Let him remember, I am dedicated to selecting and pioneering talents for the country, is it wrong to say and do wrong?"

"The saints are painstaking, those officials don't know, but the slaves and maids are the ones who see it in their eyes......"

Li Longji sighed, "Those courtiers in the outer court, if you are half understanding, why do I have to be so angry every day?"

……

Yang Guozhong has lost power!

The bustling Chongning Square returned to its former quiet overnight, and the original plan to break ground to repair the main street in the square was also terminated halfway, and the sand and stone slabs that had been transported in advance were messed up on both sides of the narrow street in the square.

The street was a mess, but no one came forward to clean it up, and the people in the workshop complained and cursed the Yang family for going to Chongning Fang.

And when the servants of the Yang Mansion went out, they were unanimously condemned and despised by the residents in the house.

These seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister's door also became street rats that everyone shouted at overnight.

What's more, there are also officials who come to the door to ask for the gift money that they have sent a few days ago.

Yang Guozhong was so angry that he couldn't care about such a pickled matter? I just asked the deacons in the mansion to send away these unbearable people as soon as possible.

The officials who asked for it didn't care about the official etiquette, and they splashed and rolled in Chongning Fang, attracting a group of people to watch.

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers, the official who came to ask for the gift money actually complained in public.

"Fathers, fathers, give Xue a comment!"

The people suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Tell me, let's all listen!"

"There is an eighty-year-old mother in a certain family, and there is a child waiting to be fed, a few days ago, in order to ask for a county order, smashed the pot and sold iron, and also borrowed an official loan, so that it can make up enough 100 gold. I don't want Yang Xianggong to be a liar, and it is obviously difficult to enter the political hall again, but he swears a promise. Now that he has ended up in such a field, it is really helpless to return the money sent out, if he does not have this money, and loses his income, the daily interest money will roll up for several months, and he will have to crush people to death!"

After hearing this, how could the common people sympathize with this kind of person who buys official positions? They scolded him for being shameless, and at the same time, they scolded Yang Guozhong even more for being a traitor and that the court was corrupted, and it was inseparable from him who did not know how to do serious things and only knew how to sell official positions and collect money every day.

"This kind of person eats people and doesn't do anything, he should be scraped with a knife, if he is allowed to enter the political hall again, can we still live?"

"Who said it wasn't, look at our Chongning Fang, what is it like to be tossed by the surname Yang?"

The people originally had a lot of resentment against Yang Guozhong because the streets in the fang were embarrassed, and now they heard that Yang Guozhong sold his official beard, and everyone shouted and shouted to kill, as if they did not punish this national thief, they would not be willing to give up.

I don't know who shouted:

"Please kill Yang Guozhong!"

For a time, the people were excited, and raised a contradiction caused by the shortcomings of the family to the level of national affairs, and denounced and killed Yang Guozhong on the grounds that the eastern capital had fallen and the situation outside the customs was corrupted.

The chaotic situation was about to erupt, and it soon spread throughout Chongning Fang, and even the buyers who started it were dumbfounded, and they never imagined that the situation would get out of control.

The courtyard of the Yang Mansion was not deep, the courtyard wall was not high, and the shouting and killing outside soon reached Yang Guozhong's ears.

"What's going on out there?"

Yang Guozhong asked the old servant beside him with a blushing face.

The old deacon sent out to inquire about the situation, and after a while, he ran back in a panic.

"No, it's not good, it's a big commotion outside, then, the official who asked for gift money, incited, instigated the people......"

"How can it be!"

Without waiting for the servant to finish speaking, Yang Guozhong scolded angrily. But the situation makes people bow their heads, and if it comes to the Son of Heaven, I am afraid that his quiet "closed-door recuperation" will become a luxury.

Therefore, anger is anger, and Yang Guozhong still intends to calm things down.

"How much money did that man give?

The old deacon replied, "I have sent a hundred gold!

Yang Guozhong's face was even more ashamed, he couldn't imagine that he would suffer such humiliation for a mere hundred gold, he really even had the intention of committing suicide by hitting the wall. waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up and return the hundred gold to him, so that he doesn't make any more trouble!"

The door of the Yang Mansion suddenly opened, and a servant flashed out with a wooden box in his hand.

"This is 100 gold, return it in full! Hurry up, don't make any more trouble!"

The official who asked for the gift money never expected that he would succeed in making a fuss, and he was immediately overjoyed, snatched the wooden box from the servant's hand, weighed the weight, and then put on a humble smile.

"Please tell Yang Xianggong, the subordinates, the subordinates are also a last resort, otherwise the officials will chase the subordinates to death when they collect debts for official loans......"

The servant was already impatient, and he blasted him away.

"Take the gold and leave, Yang Xianggong said, I don't want to see you again!"

It's just that the incident of Baijin has been quelled, but the people in Chongning Fang are still unrelenting, and their demands have not been met.

The original ground of the street in the square has been planed open, and the surrounding area is full of sand and stone slabs, and now no one cares, and it is extremely inconvenient for families to travel, how can the people not complain?

"When will the street deal be resolved? Let Yang Guozhong come out and give us an explanation?"

The people are naturally not afraid of making things big because of the large number of people, but Yang Guozhong is afraid.

"Why is there no such thing as forgiveness outside? Hasn't the hundred-gold amount been returned to that guy?"

The old deacon was also indignant.

"It's not that Jingzhao Shaoyin, in order to tie up with Xianggong, he sent someone to repair the road in the workshop, and now he is abandoned, but the people have recorded this account on Xianggong's head!"

The original Jingzhao Shaoyin Wang Shou had been promoted to Jingzhao Yin at this time, and the current Jingzhao Shaoyin was a brother of Wei Fangjin, so naturally he was promoted by the minister in the political hall to fill this assignment.

This person is also as virtuous as Wei Fangjin, and he is extremely capable of doing things, but turning his face is faster than turning a book!

Yang Guozhong was humiliated twice in a day, which had never been done before.

The construction of the streets in the workshop was originally a good thing, but this thing turned into a bad thing overnight, and he was left to bear the blame. While scolding Jingzhao Shaoyin, Yang Guozhong even scolded Wei Fangjin.

But in the final analysis, the initiator of everything is not the Qin Jin who has been in the limelight recently? If it weren't for Qin Jin's repeated opposition to him and his obstruction of the Forbidden Garden's martial arts, how could he have today's humiliation?

"Qin Jin Xiao'er, Yang and you are incompatible, and they don't share the sky!"

The old deacon was frightened by Yang Guozhong's fierce appearance, and hurriedly persuaded:

"The prime minister is silent and cautious, if it spreads, it will be a big disaster!"

Yang Guozhong smiled bitterly three times.

"Spread the word, catastrophe, is it better now?"

Yang Guozhong resented Qin Jinran, and he resented those villains who rushed up when he was in power, and turned to fall into the well on the day he lost power.

Before the resignation of the prime minister, he was the head of the prime minister above 10,000 people under one person, and after two ups and downs in a row, his feelings about the cold state of the world and the warmth and coldness of human feelings have never been as profound as now, so profound that he will even grit his teeth in a dream!