The ministers were in an uproar, Prince Gong turned around unhappily, and looked at the Song Tai'an, Song Tai'an was dignified, with five willows and long beards, kneeling on top of the gold bricks, with a resolute face, looking at the emperor sitting on top of His Majesty, through the emperor's body, his eyes looked directly at the big red figure behind the bright yellow gauze screen, Prince Gong looked at the expressions of all kinds of people in the hall, and there were many Hanlin scholars with different expressions in their eyes, and they sighed in their hearts, "There is no fold for you in this court, and you will not retreat." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Although Song Tai'an's thighs have been twitching, his face has not changed, and he said loudly, the loud voice echoed under the bright plaque of the Yangxin Palace, and the shoulders of the shocked prince shook a little, but he was still in a false sleep, "Today is the first court meeting in the ninth year of Tongzhi, the queen mother and the emperor meet the ministers, the official is the rite to give things, and it is the duty of the ministers to make suggestions, and today is the court meeting, every day is clear, even if the micro-ministers do not have a fold, they can also admonish the palace in person!" Why retreat! Although the king of parliament is presiding over the government, he cannot but act according to the law and respect the rules! ”

Prince Gong has been in power for more than ten years, how have you heard such heavy words, even in the military aircraft department, although Li Hongzao is very arrogant, but he does not dare to speak like this, in the Great Interior, in the Dongnuan Pavilion, the Queen Mother summoned, all in a harmonious voice, did not say half a sentence Prince Gong's face was red, and he was dumbfounded and could not personally go out and fight shirtless in a small matter, Bao Jun stood up and shouted at Song Tai'an, "What is the reason why you are a roaring hall in the matter!" Disrespectful to the honorable, not respectful! Without the hands of the Secretary for Political Affairs, he folded it up without authorization, and he didn't understand the court! Bao Jun also knew that this was not right, Song Tai'an jumped out, he would definitely not just say a word, there must be a bunch of people hiding behind him and preparing to release dark arrows, Prince Gong's party, occupying the court for many years, the party has held the real power of the court, and half of the officials are Prince Gong's wings, these dark arrows may be shooting towards Prince Gong, and they suddenly erupted, and they must not be pleased. At this time, he couldn't care about what Song Tai'an said, even Wen Xiang's face was grim, knowing that there were big twists and turns at this time, Bao Jun hurriedly shouted again: "Don't hurry up and retreat, wait for the Metropolitan Procuratorate to punish you!" ”

"Ahem," there were other voices in the hall, and everyone raised their heads to look, it turned out to be a bachelor who had not spoken for a long time, Wu Ren had been ridiculed by the world for not daring to go to the prime minister's yamen to serve on purpose and broke his leg, and his hair had already turned gray, except for the revision of the "Wenzong Record" in the past, the non-great court would not appear, and even if it appeared, it was just a matter of kneeling down and worshipping the mountain and shouting long live, never spoke, but today it is speaking, "What Bao Zhongtang said is very true!" Song Tai'an, after the court, you naturally have to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to receive the punishment yourself, but, Bao Zhongtang," Wu Ren squinted, "Song Tai'an is just worried about the government, although there are some flaws in the procedure, but it is not without purpose, today's rashness will inevitably happen for a reason, why not let the big guy listen to it!" Bao Zhongtang is so angry and corrupt, isn't there a suspicion of being a thief? ”

Xu Tong, a scholar from Dongge University, also jumped out to echo it, and a group of imperial historians behind him also echoed it. Dong Yuanol, who was only anxious in the second product pile, was sweating. (To be continued.) )