After Taixue started school, Fang Zhongyong learned half-hung horseback riding, which was a temporary end. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every day after school, Fang Zhongyong went back to the study to warm his books, while Ma Erya lay on the table next to him, writing her words.

Recently, Er Ya is writing this book, called "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Fang Zhongyong pondered that Ma Erya had a deeper understanding of the unhappiness of the polygamy system. So, according to the "The Legend of Zhen Huan" that I watched with my mother in my previous life, I wrote this outline for Ma Erya.

Who knows, after Ma Erya got this palace fighting theme, she was excited beyond words, and her fighting spirit was high.

In the past few days, Erya has been immersed in, "Fighting with the sky, the fun is endless; and the ground, the fun is endless; Fighting with people is endlessly fun; Fighting with women, the fun is more and more endless".

With the precedent of the last "Quanmei Case", Fang Zhongyong plans not to read the manuscript written by Ma Erya, so as not to let himself have a lot of worries about his physical and mental health and personal safety.

Chai Lin came in from outside the door, ran to the study with an excited face, and said to Zhong Yong: "I have made a big deal today." ”

As he spoke, he nuns his mouth and motions for Ma Erya to avoid it first.

Although Ma Erya was reluctant, she had no choice, so she only glanced at Chai Lin, picked up the manuscript she was writing in her hand, and went outside.

Chai Liner dragged a high stool over, straddled it with one foot, and proudly took out a stack of official friends from his sleeve, as well as a letter of appointment.

"What is this?" Fang Zhongyong asked casually.

"Bianjing's largest opera troupe, Pillow Caozi, signed four big plays with Yue Wenzhai, and 150,000 yuan was in hand. How? I, Young Master Chai Lin, are out of the horse, and those government-run, private, and all kinds of fly studies are all on the sidelines. ”

Chai Lin was triumphant, and shook the two beeswax pendants on his head.

"Often enter the palace, is it the "pillow grass" of the royal acting book? 66666, you kid can-" Fang Zhongyong smiled slightly, shaking Chai Lin.

Then, Fang Zhongyong took away 70,000 guan from Chai Lin's hand, and then took the letter of appointment and looked at it, and the four books he signed were "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance", "Dream in the Garden", "Journey to the West" and "The Legend of Quanmei".

"The Legend of Quanmei"? Awesome my sister. Ma Erya, this is the rhythm of being the first sister of the female frequency, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but sigh: "The taste of the common people of the Great Song Dynasty is also, and it is also very brainy." ”

"That Nizi and I signed a deed, and it is an iron deed, that is, she was born as a person from my Yue Wen Zhai, and died as a dead person from my Yue Wen Zhai, so if she is on fire, it will be beneficial to us and harmless."

In Chai Lin's heart, he was thinking of something else at this time, that is: Fang Zhongyong, you kid is really stupid and stupid, then Ma Erya is for you, and his lifelong ideal is to marry Yue Wen Zhongyong's brother and give birth to Yue Wen Xiaofang's baby, in this life, life and death will depend on you.

Feeling that his feet were a little classy, Chai Lin finally changed himself, the bandit-like straddle posture.

Then, he put his head close to Fang Zhongyong, up and down, and after observing him for a while, he suddenly said in a pretended sophisticated tone:

"I know, you're afraid she'll steal your limelight. However, in your words, the market is king, and her book is indeed something that many little girls and young women are willing to read. ”

Fang Zhongyong choked on his own spit on the spot: "Uh-cough-cough-okay." ”

……

The cicadas hissed, the summer days grew day by day, and in the political hall, the slaughterers who had just eaten the iced watermelon officially began to work.

Lu Yijian's first stroke, Gao Ruone, the right director of the Zhiyuan Yuan, came in from the outside lightly, and in the midst of Lu Yijian's eyebrows, he handed over a copy of the inference of the case about whether Fang Zhongyong, the Xie Yuanlang of Jiangnan West Province last year, was involved in assisting the department to commit fraud.

Wang Zeng took the notebook, and he was so angry that he was angry and wanted to fly the black gauze hat on his head.

According to what is written in this book, it shows that Fang Zhongyong is an unborn ghost talent and a capable person. For such a talent, he was impeached ruthlessly, wishing that he would never be able to live beyond his life, be knocked to the ground, and step on one foot again.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

I want to keep this man. Wang Zeng touched the two mustaches on his lips, thought about the stakes, and decided so happily:

The old man is usually a mixed eater waiting for death, everywhere by your Lu Yijian's temperament, by your Lu Yijian's selfish alliance so that the tail is too big, watching Fan Zhongyan be demoted out of the capital,

Now, the old man wants to keep such a useful young man, but you, Lu Yijian, have been scheming again and again, and the old man is embarrassed, if the old man can't even keep such a small offspring, what face do you have to be this boss? After so many years, the old man is tired of it. Lu Yijian, play with me, hehe.

Wang Zeng, a good old man who usually "doesn't care about his own business, doesn't open his mouth, shakes his head when he asks, and doesn't know", just like that, tucked the piece in his sleeve, and then, with a brisk posture, asked to face the saint.

Everyone looked at Wang Zeng with a confused expression, and no one knew what Wang Zeng was going to do.

When Zhao Zhen announced the decree and ordered Wang Zeng to face the saint, Wang Zeng took out a class, calm as a mountain, took out a fold from his sleeve, presented it with both hands, and said word by word: "The old minister impeached Prime Minister Lu Yijian, formed a party for personal gain, accepted bribes, slandered loyalty, and fought against differences. ”

Zhao Zhen looked at Wang Zeng, who never quarreled and caused trouble, and had always been honest and sincere, and thought about the "Hundred Officials Map" that Fan Zhongyan had uploaded at that time.

Zhao Zhen waved the sleeves of his robe, sat on the dragon chair with a huff, and said in a loud voice: "Spread Lu Yijian and a cadre to the minister, I want to listen to it in person, and he, Lu Yijian, will explain the reason to me about this matter." ”

The king was as steady as a mountain, standing still. The tearing gesture, graceful as the knight of a medieval duel, just a flick, throws the white glove in your face.

At this time, Wang Zeng's heart just sighed silently: After a lifetime of slaughter, decades of ups and downs in the sea and vicissitudes of life, let yourself use a good official with a character and a name in history, and use this to clear his name to end his career in the sea, after all, the history is written by the Qinglius.

Thinking like this, a strange honey smile appeared on Wang Zeng's old face.

Lu Yijian, who came after hearing the news, how could he still care about Fang Zhongyong's affairs? Straight to the fire. is a good Wang Zeng, who has been hidden for so many years, and it is really a dog that can bite people and not bark.

In the Song Dynasty, there was such an unwritten rule that once the members of the ruling team impeached each other and openly quarreled and scolded each other, they should be collectively dismissed.

Now the problem was thrown back to Lu Yijian. He was impeached by Wang Zeng, and accepting bribes was a small matter, but the matter of forming a party has always been a taboo for kings.

At this time, if he does not explain or refute, it is a confession; And if it is explained and refuted, it must inevitably not be a quarrel war that will make the Zaizhi group collectively strike the prime minister. For him, who is greedy for power, whether it is explained or not, the removal seems to be an arrow on the bow.

Yaya's Wang Zeng, he himself is old and immortal, he doesn't want to do it anymore, and he wants to drag me down - Lu Yijian scolded countless swear words in his heart, and greeted Wang Zeng's mother and ancestors tens of thousands of times.

However, Lu Yijian's politician's wrist and the ups and downs of the sea for many years still made him quickly stabilize his mood, and he faced Wang Zeng seriously and calmly, and only said one sentence:

"This matter? He also asked Wang Xianggong to come up with evidence. ”