Weiyang Palace, Xuanshu Palace.

In the solemn hall, all the ministers are listed. On the throne of the Son of Heaven facing the main gate of the palace, the figure of His Majesty Liu Xie has never been seen.

An hour has passed.

"Situ Gong, did you say that Your Majesty can come today?" On the right side of the palace, Dong Cheng, who now lives in Guanglu, lowered his voice.

Sima Fang, who was Situ Gong at the time, closed his eyes and did not say a word.

After Wang Yun's death, Sima Fang, who was originally retired in his hometown of Wen County, was reactivated by the imperial court and worshiped as Situ.

Now, Taiwei Yang Biao is on sick leave, Sikong Liu Pu, as a member of the Han family, has also taken leave recently, and the person with the most voice in the court is this old Situ who has been up and down in the sea for many years.

Dong Cheng's inquiry, Sima Fang just didn't hear it.

He wanted to stay away from the court disputes, but he didn't want to be invited back to Chang'an again.

Now his two sons, the eldest son Sima Lang is the commander of Luoyang, revitalizing the former imperial capital Luoyang for Lu Bu; The second son Sima Yi is even more amazing, helping Liu Yu to conquer Youzhou, and then sending troops south to Jizhou, becoming famous, plus he is still a disciple of that gentleman, and the future is bound to be limitless.

As a father, Sima Fang originally wanted to stay out of the matter and maintain neutrality between the Han royal family and Lu Bu, but the situation did not allow it at all, and others had long regarded his Sima family as Lu Bu's minions.

Since it was impossible to stay out of the matter, Sima Fang decided to take a gamble for the sake of the Sima family.

Everyone is gathered here today, and everyone standing in this hall knows what is going on.

At this time, Han Xuan, the regular attendant, led two small yellow doors to the palace, only to hear him clear his voice and preach to the ministers: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't wait today, the slave has already gone to ask Your Majesty." His Majesty is sick with the dragon's body, so he will not come to the court for the time being, and all affairs, big and small, can be sent to the Third Public Office to deal with it on his behalf. ”

I don't get sick early or late, but I happen to be sick today.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

"Han Changshi, what you said is not right!"

Among the ministers, the eagle-eyed man who was second only to the third prince came out of the ranks, and there was a fierceness in his eyes.

It is one of the nine Qing's big Si Nong, Wei Qi.

Because of his outstanding political achievements in Hedong, Wei Qi was promoted by the general and entered Beijing to serve as a squire. Subsequently, in just two years, his career was sloppy, and he rose step by step like a rocket, but he also replaced the former Lu Bu's brother-in-law Yan Li's position as the great Sinong and was in charge of the country's financial economy, which also shows that Lu Bu has a high trust in him.

"What does Wei Sinon mean by this?" Han Xuan's face was cold, and there was already a little displeasure in his voice.

Why?

Wei Qi sneered, put his two fingers together and pointed at Han Xuan fiercely: "Before the court meeting, I asked the Imperial Medical Department privately. Your Majesty has been fierce in the past few days, and it is clear that he is not sick, but now you say that Your Majesty is sick, and I ask you, why did you falsely spread the holy oracle, what is your intention! ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers' eyes suddenly pointed directly at Han Xuan, and angrily scolded him for eunuching and disrupting the country, which would only bewitch the Son of Heaven and punish him for his crimes!

"You are simply unreasonable!"

In the face of everyone's abuse, Han Xuan did not instigate these ministers, and walked away on the spot.

Han Xuan left, and the courtiers in the palace looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them were a little stunned.

When someone asked Sima Fang what his countermeasures were, Lao Situ just patted his ass and walked out of the hall slowly.

In the city of Chang'an, the General's Mansion.

In the lobby where government affairs are handled, the seventeen-year-old eldest prince of the Lu Mansion holds a cinnabar pen in his hand, leaving red vermilion batches at the end of a stack of bamboo slips on the case.

After the death of Xi Ce, the originally complicated affairs were all provoked by Lu Zhen alone.

Most of the things that Xi Ce was in charge of during his lifetime were confidential and could not be known to outsiders, so Lu Zhen could only do it himself. In the past, my uncle was always relaxed when watching dramas, but only after he experienced it first-hand did he know the hardships and hardships.

Especially when writing letters with his father, he didn't dare to be careless, he had to learn to play the tone of dialogue with his father, grasp some tone and attitude, and figure out how to express some words, in order to gain his father's trust.

But Lu Zhen was not a joke after all, and he almost showed his feet several times, but fortunately, he was rounded back later.

Once it happened, my father was bound to hate him.

Even so, Lu Zhen never flinched and was discouraged.

He knows.

Everything is for the Lu family!

"Childe, Wei Sinong asks to see you."

The boy who was guarding the door came to report it.

The young man's name is Wen Qin, and he is the eldest son of Wen Ji, who leads the horse for Lu Bu, and is now over fifteen years old and quite skilled in martial arts. Originally, Wen Ji wanted his son to serve on the battlefield, but Lu Bu was unsure that he could follow his son first and hone his training.

When he heard this, Wen Ji's eyes were red at that time, and the gratitude in his heart was like a surging tide, and he couldn't describe it endlessly.

Now everyone knows that if nothing else, Lu Zheng will inherit Lu Bu in the future, and if he can let his son follow Lu Zheng and serve by Lu Zhang's side as soon as possible, it will undoubtedly open up a bright future for his family.

"Let him in." Lu Zhen looked at the message on the bamboo slip seriously, and did not raise his head.

Wen Qin was ordered to leave, and after a while, Wei Qi came to the outside of the hall, raised his legs and stepped over the threshold of his calf, and entered the hall.

"Humble to meet the child."

Wei Qi walked to the center of the lobby and bowed to greet Lu Zhen.

This great Si Nong, who had a pivotal position in the current dynasty, called himself a 'lowly position' in front of this seventeen-year-old boy, and he did not dare to be disrespectful.

At the same time, this also shows that he is a retainer of the Lu family.

Lu Zhen's gaze still didn't rise, he just said lightly, 'Sit', and after Wei Qi sat down, he asked again: "How are things going?" ”

Wei Qi, who had just sat down, immediately stood up again, with a trace of shame on his face, and blamed himself: "Childe, you are incompetent. ”

Prior to this, the school affairs department received the news of Lu Bu's great victory earlier than the imperial court.

Lu Bu is now a very popular minister, and he can't be sealed, and even the previous credit was transferred to his wife Yan Wei because he couldn't be rewarded. Now, this law can no longer be done, so a group of courtiers who are attached to Lu Bu plan to make Lu Bu king.

Wei Qi is one of the initiators of this.

However, today's result is obviously not in line with Wei Qi's expectations, but there is no way to do it. If Liu Xie doesn't come to the court, he can't break into the harem and forcibly drag Liu Xie out.

After all, Liu Xie is still the titular Emperor of the Han Dynasty.

When Lu Zhen heard this, the pen in his hand paused slightly, and then he put the pen on the inkstone, took out a scroll of inscriptions from the hidden compartment under the table, and then beckoned to Wei Qi.

Wei Qi bowed himself and trotted forward.

"Look at it, this is the edict drafted by Xu Jing and Hua Xin, you take it and add it up to Taiwei, Situ and Sikong, if there is no problem, just do it."

Lu Zhen sat in his position and handed the text out.

Wei Qi hurriedly took it with both hands, and quickly scanned the content of the inscription, which first described Lu Bu's various exploits, and then the various matters and etiquette of the king.

The content of the article is well written, but the question is whether the Liu Association accepts it?

If he keeps holding on to the court, Wei Qi really has no choice.

Seeing Wei Qi's hesitation on the spot, Lu Zhen picked up the pen again and criticized the bamboo slips.

After a long while, Wei Qi was still standing in place, and then Lu Zhen said, his voice was not loud, but he had a rare domineering and understated calmness.

"The princes are in turmoil, and the world is divided, but the world is still surnamed Liu. It's not because he is qualified, but my Lu family, let it be surnamed Liu. ”