"Give Meng Fan's poems to Murong Hai, the god of poetry?"

As soon as they heard King Jin's order, all the staff looked at each other and couldn't help wiping their cold sweat.

It is said that since Meng Fan entered the office, they used all the secret agents to find out three poems.

One is "Will Enter the Wine", and the remaining two are "Spring Dawn" and "Silent Night Thoughts" from Princess Yunshang's mansion

It is estimated that these Murong Hai already know, and it is in vain to send them over.

But if someone finds out about this at this juncture, it will be difficult to hold on to it again!

"Your Highness is angry, Meng Fan's account can be calculated slowly, and now it is better to find a way to exonerate the Prime Minister..."

Helplessly, the head of the staff dressed in gray had to stand up.

The Jin kings have lost their minds, and they may not be able to follow and make mistakes.

"How to get rid of the crime? The evidence has been handed over to Jing Zhaoyin! Yang Su kept saying that Meng Fan had no evidence in his hands, but what was the result?"

Yang Guang's eyes were red, his momentum exploded, and he grabbed the collar of the staff who opened his mouth with one hand.

Yang Su has been by his side for a long time, he knows what he should know, and he knows what he shouldn't know.

If this matter is left alone, Yang Su will shake things out in one go.

The efforts of the Jin Wangfu for many years are bound to be in vain!

"Your Highness..... News has just come from the palace, and things are not bad enough....."

Facing Yang Guang's momentum, the staff swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and said in a trembling voice.

There was a secret letter back from the palace, and the king of Jin was still angry, so there was no report.

"What's the news?"

Sure enough, when Yang Guang heard this, his anger decreased slightly.

"Your Royal Highness, the one in the palace who said that the evidence provided by Meng Fan only involved Yang Xuangan, and the Xiangye was at most a godson without a ....."

"Huh, there's only evidence of Yang Xuangan?"

Yang Guang's voice sank.

"Yes, Your Highness, so as long as Lord Yang doesn't let go and can be willing to give up, maybe the position of prime minister can be kept!"

The staff's voice was full of certainty.

"Can you keep the phase?

Yang Guang let go of his staff.

"Your Highness, our people have already gone to Jing Zhaoyin to inquire, Lord Yang and Yang Xuangan were arrested and locked up together, and there has not been an interrogation yet.... As long as we take one step to find a way to solve Yang Xuangan's ......"

The staff's eyes flashed fiercely, and he made a gesture to wipe his neck.

This is also a matter of no choice, and at a critical time, you can only abandon the pawn and protect the handsome!

"Kill Yang Xuangan?"

Yang Guang pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"This is not a bad way, but Yang Xuangan is Yang Su's only son, although killing him can be a hundred, but Yang Su will definitely have resentment in his heart!"

"Your Highness, we don't need to do anything about this matter, you just need to find a way to send the poisoned wine to the prison and inform Yang Su of the powerful relationship!"

"You mean to let Yang Su finish off Yang Xuangan by himself?"

Yang Guang's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Yes, Your Highness, Lord Yang should know what to do! When the time comes, you just need to direct all the hatred to Meng Fan's side..."

This time, there was no hesitation in the opportunity, Yang Guang nodded directly,

"Go ahead, be careful!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

......

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, and Chang'an City was very noisy, and there was no intention of silence.

In just a few days, too many things have happened here, and any one of them is a topic of conversation after dinner, how can you sleep.

Official post of the Mission.

In the wing, Murong Jie slammed his fist on the table,

"Damn Tuoba Xiong, this guy is actually Lao Tzu! They should have known that the guy with the axe is a master of breaking through the heavens!"

"Now that the Turkic mission has left Chang'an City, it's too late to say anything! But the Great Sui actually has a master who breaks through the heavenly products, it's really unexpected, do you think it will be .....?"

looked at Murong Jie, who was so angry that his face was deformed and distorted, but Murong Hai was much calmer.

"What could it be?"

"Could it be that my Murong Country Ancestor pointed out! Before leaving, His Majesty had said that it would be difficult to break through the ninth level of the Heavenly Grade, unless someone pointed out it...... Don't forget, the ancestor was the first person to break through the heavenly product back then!"

Murong Hai spoke eloquently and expressed his speculation.

"What do you mean?

Murong Jie was stunned.

"That's right, our real purpose of this trip is not to be a big competition, what do we care about winning or losing? Besides, with me here, there must be no problem with Wen Luo!"

"Don't care if you win or lose? Hmph! It's not you who loses! But don't be careless, there is already gossip circulating later today, saying that Meng Fan will wait for the competition tomorrow!"

At this time, Murong Jie's anger gradually subsided.

"Meng Fan, don't worry! If he dares to take the stage tomorrow, I must let him know what the real god of poetry is! Just one plagiarized poem really thinks that he is very powerful? It's ridiculous that Lord Sui still values him so much!"

Standing up, Murong Hai smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

On calligraphy, maybe he is not Meng Fan's opponent, but on poetry?

Hehe, he dares to call the second, and no one dares to call the first.

"Plagiarism? How can you be sure that Meng Fan is plagiarism? Generally speaking, people who are not bad at calligraphy are not weak, don't be careless! Murong Guo really can't afford to lose!"

Seeing Murong Hai so confident, Murong Jie frowned slightly.

He thought the same thing a few days ago ....

"I have sent someone to investigate secretly, this Meng Fan was originally a man in Licheng County, and there is no friend named Zeng Fuzi Dan Qiusheng at all, so this poem must have been plagiarized!"

"That's good!"

.......

The stars have changed, and it is the next day in the blink of an eye

On the bank of the Qujiang River, it has just dawned, and there is already a sea of people in front of the Peony Pavilion, and it looks like there are even more people than the day Cheng Yanjin appeared.

"Zhang Gongzi, why are you here so early!"

"I heard that Meng Fan will be on stage today, so I want to come and see how capable he is!"

"Like me, as a fellow examiner, he is already the county commander of the fifth grade, and you and I have to wait for the examination, such differential treatment, if he doesn't have some ability, it will be really difficult to convince the public!"

"Hehe, to be honest, I really want to see how Meng Fan loses, will he be demoted to the gate like Li Delin of the Hanlin Academy?"

The first to arrive at the riverside were the lifters who participated in the examination this time.

Meng Fan's various treatments are in their eyes, and they are jealous in their hearts, and at this time, they can't wait for Meng Fan's reputation to be discredited.... Let them breathe well.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Just when there were more and more people gathering, hundreds of Praetorian Guards suddenly appeared in front of the Peony Pavilion.

As soon as they showed up, they began to clean up the grounds.

"How did the Praetorian Guards get here?"

Seeing this, some people were puzzled.

"Could it be that Meng Fan's salary is so high?

But just when they were secretly speculating, news began to spread around.

"Today, Sui is mainly coming to the Peony Pavilion to watch the scenery......!