"What happened to your political opponent today, he is the same as the monarchy!"

Le Song persuaded bitterly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at that time, Pang Ji was only half a step away from the throne below that one person and above ten thousand, so how could he listen to this advice?

"Ha, it's funny, it's funny!" he laughed for a while, and said disdainfully: "This seat holds power, holds the state government, and the rod is the sword, what kind of amulet do you want?"

"The decrees of the imperial court must be repeatedly considered and negotiated by the officials and ministers, and then each of them will make concessions, so as to avoid misadministration and harm to the people as much as possible......"

Le Song knew that he was hot and powerful at this time, and probably couldn't listen to it, in good conscience, he just wanted to make the last effort to try to see if he could turn the tide, and persuaded him to turn around: "Shaobao, what you do is actually weakening the power of the Zhongshu, the subordinates, and even the six departments, although it has a temporary effect on the implementation of your decree, but the consequences are endless! The power of the official family is too great to be unbalanced, in case,"

He paused for a moment, hesitated for a while, and finally uttered these rebellious words: "In case the kings in the future are ridiculous, the hundred officials will not have enough ability and power to correct the deviation......"

"Don't say it's ridiculous, even if the next official is a demon king like Shang Xia Wei, there is this seat here, what are you worried about!"

Pang Ji's words have no room for maneuver.

"Isn't Shao Bao going to be old and not dying?"

Le Song knew that he would be complacent because of the power in his hands, but he never expected that he had swelled to this point, in addition to feeling that the person in front of him was strangely strange, but also felt more funny.

"Even if this seat is old and dead, and there are my protégés, my protégés have their own protégés......"

Speaking of this, Pang Ji came to an abrupt end.

Students.

His protégé......

He is full of peach and plum all over the world, and the so-called "protégés" are all over the government and the opposition.

As long as there are those who are on the list, they are qualified to perform disciple salutes to him, and they can call him "teacher".

But, in his heart, his protégé...... From beginning to end, there is only the person in front of you!

This is a beloved disciple whom he regards as a treasure, is cautious, and devotes all his efforts to cultivation.

His authority, his life's learning, his decades of experience in the court, and his painstakingly managed connections...... His vision is unimaginable and unattainable!

All this, even his own son, he did not think to teach.

For a long time, the only one who is qualified and capable of inheriting all this and carrying forward all this is Lesong.

Only Lesong!

Pang Ji was angry and angry, and sad and helpless.

For a while, mixed feelings.

He sighed and looked up at the magnolia tree above.

The magnolia is still the same, but the two people drinking tea under the tree have long since lost their former friendship.

"Ah Song, if you think it's inappropriate, use your methods to stop me!"

Dared.

But when Pang Ji said this, even he didn't realize what kind of ardent expectations he had, so that there was an irrepressible tremor in his voice.

The other party didn't think about it, so he replied: "Since Shao Bao thinks that there is nothing wrong, then the student is too worried." ”

"If Ah Song is by his teacher's side, even if something goes wrong, he will definitely be able to turn things around......"

This is also Pang Ji's last attempt.

"No, no, the students are not here. ”

Le Song didn't even think about it at all, and cut it out.

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. ”

Pang Ji gritted his teeth and said this, then stood up, shook his clothes fiercely, and walked away without looking back.

In the huge courtyard, only Le Song, who sighed alone, remained.

There are also magnolia flowers that fall for whom.

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