Chapter Forty-Eight: The Ministers Have Their Songs

As the sound of leather whips sounded on the avenue of the palace, another court meeting began.

"Shang Chao!" Deng Fang roared in a sharp voice, and all the officials kowtowed: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be even. Wang Mang looked at the hundred officials who fell to the ground, and at this moment there was really an ambition to rise from the ground and want to live for another 5,000 years.

Deng Fang and the other hundred officials stood up, glanced at Wang Mang, and shouted: "If the hundred officials have something, please start playing!"

"The minister has his own music!"

As soon as Deng Fang finished speaking, a voice sounded over there, and then a person stood up, as soon as this person stood up, Wang Mang was stunned, this person was Fang Xizhi, the left attendant of the household department, looking at Fang Xizhi, Wang Mang's expression moved, but he remembered the interesting thing that Deng Fang had just taken the time to tell him.

Fang Xizhi's face was pale at this time, quite unsightly, since the day before yesterday, his beloved son Fang Qiu had disappeared, and he couldn't find it even if he searched the capital, only knew that Fang Qiu had appeared in Qingdefang at the end, but the people in Qingdefang said that Fang Qiu had already left.

Although Fang Xizhi has dry shares in Qingde Fang, he can manage the gambling house in front, and he can't manage the gambling stone in the back.

couldn't afford to provoke Qingdefang, Fang Xizhi turned to Jingzhao Yin Yamen, but Jingzhao Yin Lin Guodong had long been very dissatisfied with the other party's father and son, and he would definitely not be absent if he was asked to see the jokes, but if he was asked to help Fang Xizhi find his son, he really didn't have this idea, so Fang Xizhi hit a cold nail in Jingzhao Yin Yamen again.

Thinking of Jingzhao Yin Lin Guodong's face of seeing jokes, Fang Xizhi was furious, and he didn't even like anyone to look at, he could scold anyone he saw in the past two days.

This morning, Fang Xizhi and Lin Guodong collided at the gate of the palace, and the two quarreled at that time.

Wang Mang also knew about the quarrel between Fang Xizhi and Lin Guodong, and now seeing that Fang Xizhi suddenly stood up, although he had some ideas, Wang Mang still nodded and said, "What is the matter with Wang Aiqing?"

"The minister will sue today. Fang Xizhi said resentfully.

"Sue?" Wang Mang was stunned and said, "Who are you going to sue?"

"The minister wants to sue Jing Zhao Yin Lin Guodong today. As soon as Fang Xizhi opened his mouth, the court was in chaos, and when the chaos calmed down, Fang Xizhi continued: "Lin Guodong, as Jing Zhaoyin, has an unshirkable responsibility for the security of the capital, but since Lin Guodong took office, he has been extremely lax about the security of the capital, and he has not performed his duties conscientiously, resulting in theft and robbery in the capital from time to time, and recently some people have disappeared on the street.

Someone disappeared on the street?

Wang Mang's face was a little strange, why did this sound so familiar, couldn't this be Fang Qiu? Wang Mang didn't think that Fang Xizhi was so kind, and he was willing to come to the court to sue Jing Zhaoyin for other people's affairs.

With a slight hint of anger on his face, Wang Mang looked at Lin Guodong and said, "Lin Aiqing, what do you think of what Lord Fang said?"

Lin Guodong walked out slowly, glanced at Fang Xizhi with disdain, and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, Lord Wang is probably confused by the affairs of his family, so he is talking nonsense, the minister has nothing to explain, but since the minister took office, he has been meticulous and professional, and what he has done, the people of the capital have seen it, the officials of the court have seen it in his eyes, and the saint tomorrow has also seen it in his eyes." ”

Wang Mang was a little speechless at Lin Guodong's slippery head, looked at Baiguan and said, "What do you Aiqing think?"

"The minister felt that what Lord Wang said was simply appalling, and such a thing could happen in the capital, and the minister felt that this matter really needed to be investigated. ”

"The minister also felt that the security in the capital was a little worse. ”

"There are fewer people who see Jingzhao Yin Yamen on weekdays. ”

"The minister thinks that Jingzhao Yin Yamen is very good, and his family and neighbors have praised Lord Lin!"

"Chen's family and neighbors have some opinions about Lord Lin. ”

As soon as Wang Mang spoke, the hundred officials in the court immediately turned their heads to each other, and the words they said fell on Wang Mang's ears word for word, basically most of the people who spoke supported Fang Xizhi, and only a small number supported Lin Guodong.

However, they are all petty officials, and the six Shangshu Shilang who stand at the front, as well as the bigwigs of the Metropolitan Inspection Academy, Dali Temple and other units, are all looking at the nose and nose, and they don't say a word.

"Wang Shangshu, I see that you sometimes take steps and retract back, don't you want to say something?" Wang Mang glanced at the big guys, and finally set his eyes on Wang Yongji.

Wang Yongji exhaled, took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, they don't want to say it, they don't want to offend people, but I have already offended people to death, but I am not afraid of anything, this matter Jingzhao Yin Yamen did really wrong, but Lord Fang Xizhi is not for the sake of public heart." ”

"Wang Yongji, what do you mean?" Fang Xizhi looked at Wang Yongji viciously.

"What do you mean, you don't understand?" Wang Yongji sneered and said, "Who in this court doesn't know what you Fang Xizhi is for today, not for your bastard son, what is the street kidnapping, you just made it clear that it was your son Fang Qiu who was kidnapped, and no one here will say anything, what are you doing for the people of the capital?"

"That's right, Your Majesty, it was my poor son Fang Qiu who was taken away from the street. Fang Xizhi's face turned red by Wang Yongji's anger, and he turned to look at Wang Mang and said, "But Your Majesty, isn't my son a citizen of the capital? Besides, as far as the minister knows, this kind of thing has happened more than once in the capital in the past two years. ”

"It's happened more than once, but most of the findings are inseparable from your precious son. Lin Guodong suddenly spoke at this time.

"Lin Guodong, don't spew blood!" Fang Xizhi shouted: "Your Majesty Mingjian, every time a case occurs in this capital, Lin Guodong always comes to our mansion for the first time to verify, as if our house is where some kind of filth is hidden. ”

"I think it's a place of filth. Lin Guodong sneered.

"You are spewing blood in this mouth again, I ask you, every time you come to our house to check, what can you find, you can find out that the matter is related to my family, don't insinuate. Fang Xizhi glared at Lin Guodong, then looked at Wang Mang and cried: "Your Majesty, this Lin Guodong insulted the minister so much in front of you, and he was even more arrogant when he was not in front of you, you have to make the decision for the minister." ”

"The ability of the wicked to sue first is not small!" Lin Guodong glanced at Fang Xizhi with disdain, and then looked at Wang Mang and said: "Your Majesty Mingjian, since Lord Fang has said this today, the minister also said the truth, Lord Fang's son is simply evil, it can be said that half of the cases in the capital are related to him, if he is really taken away, I am afraid that the people of the whole capital will beat gongs and drums, but the minister suspects that his son may be running with some fox friend and dog friend to harm people, and the minister has already ordered someone to find him!"

"You are talking nonsense! Blood spews people!" Fang Xizhi was furious and was about to continue to say something, but at this time, suddenly a voice sounded, and he saw Li Hong, the head of the household, standing up with a white face, and kowtowed:

"The minister has his own music!"

(2nd Update)