The eldest grandson Chi Liang sat there, his gloomy face made others dare not come out of the atmosphere.

Feng Beining sighed, stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and looked at him.

gave him a reassuring look, "I don't blame you for this, it's my Seven Kings' Mansion that is not well protected and let the thieves in." ”

I thought that no one would come to the Seven Kings' Mansion so boldly, who would have thought that there was really such a person.

The eldest grandson Chi Liang was silent, he just felt that that person's mind was probably not pure, if it was stolen by another country......

Feng Beining could understand the sadness in his heart, after all, it was the Northern Dynasty Theory written by himself.

Some of these events may be closely related to the Northern Dynasties, and if they are used by people with good intentions......

The consequences are unimaginable.

Feng Beining opened his mouth, catching a glimpse of his extremely depressed expression, and he couldn't say anything more.

In the evening, Zongzheng Fuyun came to the Seven Princes' Mansion.

Feng Beining walked out and greeted him.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Feng Beining asked.

Zong Zheng Fuyun listened to her words, laughed in a low voice, and then shook his head, "I'm wondering, do I want to go back to Chizhou?" Now that I'm in Kyoto, there's nothing to do. ”

Feng Beining was stunned, she was so busy for a few days that she forgot about him.

He also had meritorious achievements in the Battle of Liang, and it stands to reason that he can get an official and a half-job.

"I'm ashamed, these few days the king of Japan has been busy with the affairs of the right minister, and he has neglected Brother Zongzheng, so today I will go to ask the saint."

Feng Beining smiled and looked at the person in front of him embarrassedly.

"Brother Zongzheng has a unique skill, if he can contribute to the Northern Dynasty, it must be extremely good, and he can help this king win the battle with other countries, why go back to Chizhou to Qucai?"

Zong Zheng Fuyun wanted to refuse, but Feng Beining said this sentence one step ahead of him.

He opened his mouth and looked at her clear eyes, lost in thought.

She really just asked him to help the Northern Dynasty.

"That's what Brother Feng said." He smiled and bowed slightly.

Feng Beining immediately laughed, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"This king really didn't see the wrong person."

The man's eyes moved slightly, and his face was unconsciously hooked, which seemed to be good to make her smile.

Feng Beining quickly whipped up and informed Feng Zhi Zen about the political affairs of Fuyun.

Feng Zhichan immediately ordered that Zongzheng Fuyun be made a military advisor and given a residence in Kyoto.

The military division's mansion is not very far from the Seven Princes' Mansion, according to Feng Zhichan's words, it is conducive to talking about military affairs with the Seven Princes' Mansion.

The days passed day by day, and soon ushered in the five-year National Teachers Conference.

The national teacher of the Northern Dynasties has always needed to go through a lot of selection before he can sit in that position.

If he couldn't get what he was good at, he probably wouldn't have had a chance to sit in that position.

Today is the final verdict of the National Teachers Association, and the remaining three people are standing in the audience.

This kind of thing chief Sun Chiliang generally didn't want to come, but Feng Beining wanted to see the final winner, so he had no choice but to follow.

So many days have passed, and he still has his own heart and soul in his heart.

Although there were no moths after so many days, he was still very worried.

Zong Zheng Fuyun also sat on the side, raising his eyes and looking at the three people below indifferently.

The light of his eyes casually glanced at Feng Beining, and found that she seemed to be quite happy.

First of all, the first person stood up and took out what he was good at.

It is an aerial view of Kyoto.

Among them, the red door and green tiles of the palace are the most eye-catching, which is inspiring at first glance, and you will know the meaning of his composition when you look at it carefully.

The leafy flowers and trees next to it are extremely monotonous, and they seem to be trying to smear the palace.

However, the color is too much to render the red door and green tiles of the palace, which is really a bit flattering.

The people here are all cunning and cunning, and they can see his thoughts at once.

Raise your hand and tell him to step back.

The second man stepped forward and took out his things.

It's a jadeite jade.

However, if you look closely, you can see that there is a person riding a horse and holding a red tassel spear in his jade jade.

Feng Beining saw it really, wasn't this person her?

She pursed her lips and smiled, but she still liked the object a little.

Small and hearty.

The man's gaze fell on Feng Beining, and he smiled at her.

Feng Beining nodded at him.

This national teacher will not be up to her, and it is useless to please her.

The officials all shook their heads, how come there is nothing that can help the Northern Dynasties?

It's really inappropriate to pay so much attention to the outside.

All eyes fell on the third person.

The man, dressed in green clothes, stood up with his hands in his hands, and then bowed his hands to the people in front of him one by one.

He threw his back hand into his bosom and took out a silk book.

It was handed to the officer on the side.

The man in Tsing Yi bowed his head, "This thing is written by me personally on the Northern Dynasty (II), which is infused with my respect for the Northern Dynasty, and it has been more than three months. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eldest grandson Chi Liang, who was originally sitting there peacefully, immediately raised his head and looked towards the silk book.

It was indeed his silk book, and with an indifferent face, he walked over to the officials and snatched them.

After looking at it a few times, his face instantly turned cold.

The content of this silk book is exactly the treatise on the Northern Dynasties written by him, but the handwriting has been changed, and it is obvious that the person in front of him has copied a copy.

The officials looked at him a little blankly, and then their faces changed instantly.

"What is this doing, Taifu?"

One of the officials stood up and pointed at him in confusion.

The eldest grandson, Chi Liang, did not pay attention to him, but walked towards the man in Tsing Yi.

With a gloomy face, he clutched the silk book in his hand tightly, and said coldly to the man, "You said that this is the Northern Dynasty treatise you wrote?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi bowed his head, "It's down." ”

"Shut up!" Rao is a taciturn Taifu, who broke out instantly at this moment, and yelled at the person in front of him.

The official next to him couldn't help but tremble, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, pursed his lips and didn't dare to squeak.

Feng Zhichan glanced at Feng Beining suspiciously, indicating that he was a little confused.

Feng Beining shook her head at him and motioned for him not to speak yet.

Zongzheng Fuyun sat there leisurely and ate the pastries on the table, which tasted good.

The man in Tsing Yi was not stopped by his voice, but laughed.

"Dare I ask you what's wrong? I didn't offend you by asking myself. ”

He lowered his head slightly, and the obvious smile on the corner of his mouth made the eldest grandson Chiliang even more angry.

He stood there, the silk book in his hand distorted by his grip.

Gritted his teeth and said, "If Mrs. Ben finds out that you are using the Northern Dynasty theory to deal with the Northern Dynasty, don't blame Mrs. Ben for being unkind to you at that time!" ”

After that, he raised his hand and picked up the silk book and threw it at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him.

The silk book was thrown into the man's face, and the beating hurt.

The eldest grandson, Chi Liang, turned around and left, leaving the people present at a loss.

Feng Beining glanced at the man in Tsing Yi and immediately chased after the eldest grandson, Chi Liang.

Feng Zhi Chan: "......"

So what's going on? He was still at a loss, not knowing the ins and outs.

Just throw a mess and clean it up for him?

Zong Zheng Fuyun was full, stood up and walked towards Feng Zhichan, and said a few words in his ear, Feng Zhichan's eyes gradually widened......