The morning pilgrimage is about to begin, and the sun has not yet risen. The courtiers waited in line at the noon gate.

Yang Fan walked through the Chengtian Gate and entered the end gate. Looking at the Sheji altar and the Taimiao on the left and right, the front end has been neatly lined up in two teams. Yang Fan slowly walked forward. The sky was a little dark, and in the middle of the military department at the end, I suddenly saw someone walking towards the front, and I was a little suspicious. All the people who should be there are all here, how can there be people moving forward.

Just now, there is already a picket imperial history circle, from the cabinet bachelor to the six departments to give things, the team is all together, this person came out of there. Neither column dared to speak, but some of them wondered who it was. Their eyes are not as good as Yang Fan's, and they can see them so clearly. Yang Fan walked to the front, stood in front of Zhou Yanru, deliberately lowered his voice, and said, "Master Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Yang Fan?" Zhou Yanru raised his eyebrows.

"Ahem." The picket Yushi, who was holding the pen, heard the voice on the left end and coughed deliberately a few times. At noon, there are special officials in front of the gate, and if there is a cough, spitting or unsteady walk, it will be recorded by the imperial historian in charge of picketing and waiting to be dealt with. Of course, sometimes, I will turn a blind eye and think about what is in front of me.

"Go to court!"

There was a voice of paging in front of the hall, although he was extremely dissatisfied with Yang Fan's standing line, but it was already in front of the noon gate, and no one dared to stand up and whisper. After all, this is the palace, and there are picket imperial historians standing in front. Putting all this aside, if this is the will of God, then isn't it just loading the muzzle of the gun?

After the hundred officials bowed to him, Zhu Youzhen slowly came out of the back of the hall and sat on the dragon chair.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat."

The hall was lit with lights, and only those standing behind Yang Fan could see clearly what Yang Fan was wearing. Purple gold python robe. Boots and black hat, jade belt around the waist. This...... It makes people's mouths a little dry to watch. Yang Fan turned out to be a marquis! When was this a matter and how was it not announced.

"I. Let's talk about it today. Yang Fan repeatedly performed miraculous feats, suppressed bandits in Huguang, made miraculous feats, recruited the Qinghai Chahar Department, made great contributions, and sent the jade seal of the country. I decided to make Ning Guohou and the governor of Jiliao. ”

There was an uproar in the hall. This...... Isn't this Yang Fan a Mongolian envoy? Why is it so confused that he is the marquis and the governor of Jiliao. This power is not great.

"Holy Lord, please think again."

"Holy Lord, this Yang Fan is a Mongolian envoy, such a seal is unreasonable, it is not appropriate, and I ask the Holy Lord to take back his fate."

"Holy Lord, this Governor of Jiliao is an important position. It must not be so hasty. Moreover, Yang Fan was not born in the imperial examination, and he did not enter the imperial examination, how could he take on this important responsibility. ”

"Holy!"

"Holy ......"

Almost all the courtiers knelt down to advise.

Yang Fan stood sideways. Only a few people such as the cabinet and the Zhengqing of Dali Temple are still standing, and they don't seem to have any statement. The cabinet was originally an auxiliary minister, and Zhu Youzhen decided on it. Naturally, it has been golden.

"I'll just ask you a word. The original battle of the Great Ling River. Who dares to pat their chests and say that they can play better. I asked him to sit on this Jiliao governor. Who can promise me that I can recover Liaonan, and I will also give him a marquis. ”

Kneeling in the court, Li Ke shouted in the matter, "Shengshang, Yang Fan is a Mongolian lackey, and now Mo Nan is attached to Jiannu, and he must have a plan to come to Beijing at this time." An envoy, how can he be honored as the marquis of my Heavenly Empire, and also lead the governor of Jiliao, who slaughtered the people of Shanxi at the beginning, and then disturbed Longhu Mountain, and privately formed an army in Huguang, such a tiger and wolf heart, ministers, and fear that the saint was blinded! ”

"Dare to ask this adult, then why don't you tell me, I, Yang, killed tens of thousands of enemies and collected millions of grains, what is the ambition of the wolf? Listen to me in the next wash. ”

"Hmph, it's just a vain attempt to confuse the public."

"Hmph." Yang Fan stood up, bowed, and said: "Holy Mingjian, this lord said that it is light to kill the enemy and collect grain, and dare to ask where to place Jiangshan Sheji." Chen Naiwen, Fan Wencheng under the account of Huang Taiji, is very good at attacking scheming, and plotting against countless Han people, this is not ......"

Yang Fan spoke, not only refuting what this person said, but also reversing the army, which immediately made that Like speechless.

On the other hand, someone retorted: "You are a Mongolian envoy, how qualified are you to lead the governor of Jiliao." ”

"What are the benefits of handing over a letter of state from the Chahar Ministry, a box of jewelry, and a jade seal of the country?"

Some people like to grasp the key points, and some people like to bite some corners. As soon as he heard that it was the Chahar Ministry, he shouted: "Holy Lord, this person is definitely uneasy and kind. This Chahar tribe attacked our Shanxi and other places a year ago, killing 10,000 of our people, how can such people be allied with them without credibility! ”

"Holy Wisdom."

"Yang Fan, do you have anything to say?" Zhu Youzhen was extremely calm. There is nothing to argue, these things are very clear in Zhu Youzhen's heart.

"Nothing to say. I just want to ask everyone in the court, if you still dare to speak out today, which one dares to let someone Yang copy the family background? At the beginning, Lord Du Ruhui seemed to have copied out a million taels of stolen money, and I don't know how much he could copy out of your family. ”

"You!"

"Holy Lord, Yang Fan said wildly, and asked the Holy Lord to surrender his guilt!"

"Those who are clean are self-purifying, if anyone dares to copy a copy, they can stand up, why be so excited?"

Zhu Youzhen knew that today's matter could not be discussed, and it was difficult for the courtiers not to refute his intentions, so he stopped and said: "That's it for today, retreat from the court." All important matters are folded and submitted. ”

"Holy! If the Holy One does not withdraw the ordination, the ministers ...... And the minister died in this court. Copy, why don't you dare. Lao Chen has been innocent all his life and has nothing to do. If there is one or two dirty silver in the house, I will crash to death on this great hall!" A white-haired soldier stood up in the middle of the matter.

It seems to have ignited a spark again for the early dynasty that had come to an end.

Yang Fan was standing beside this old man, and he could even feel the heat in his mouth. He turned his head sideways, saw the iron-clad appearance of this Qing Confucian, and asked, "This, you are clean, it doesn't mean that this dynasty is clean." ”

"Hmph, the old man can't see a wolf ambition like you, messing up the dynasty and confusing the public."

"Oh." Yang Fan nodded and said, "Dare to ask if you can farm?" ”

"No, it won't." This soldier doesn't know what kind of deception this Yang Fan has made, but anyway, he is not afraid of the shadow, just answer truthfully, and see what this Yang Fan can do with him. These officials and imperial historians are doing such things to splash dirty water, which is not good. Today, Yang Fan wants to ask and touch, this group of officials who are full of food and standing without backache. (To be continued......)