Hu Rong, the secretary of Guanglu Temple, knelt firmly on the ground, his voice was sonorous and powerful, as if he was extremely supportive of Fan Qiu's decision.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty immediately put their eyes on Hu Rong's body.

For a while, all of them were complicated.

Hu Rong didn't care so much, and after expressing his position, he looked at Fan Qiu, who was standing there alone, and said in a deep voice: "I support you!" ”

"Bachelor Fan, self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, leveling the world, the old man has never forgotten!"

Fan Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Looking at Hu Rong, Fan Qiu's eyes were still a little relieved.

At least, among the princes in the court, someone finally stood up, didn't they?

Although, it's just Guanglu Siqing alone.

"Okay, what a self-cultivation Qi family rules the country and the world!" Fan Qiu smiled and bowed his head, and then glanced at the full hall, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Guanglu Siqing all stood up, but the six Shangshu still did not move.

When all the princes of the Manchu Dynasty were unwilling to stand up, how could he let Fan Qiu alone, as well as the entire Hanlin Academy, fight against the temple?

Manpower is sometimes poor.

He, Fan Qiu, can he fight against the temple and the imperial power?

The fire in his heart was slowly extinguishing, and Fan Qiu's eyes gradually dimmed.

He knew there was no way.

If you want to open the sea ban, it is difficult, difficult, difficult to rely on him alone!

But do you really just give up?

Fan Qiu is unwilling, never reconciled!

The people of the world are still waiting for him, and the grandeur of the Ming Dynasty is still waiting for him.

The only thing that can insist on him doing this thing is that ten years later, he saw that the Ming Dynasty was becoming more and more prosperous, that the people were becoming more and more prosperous, that every household was not left behind, that the road was not left behind, that the house was not closed at night, that there were rice for three meals, and that there was food and clothing for all seasons......

Great Confucian, all he thinks about is always to save the world.

Also, the trouble of the Han King in Shandong can also be removed.

That's all.

His dim eyes gradually burned with a faint light again.

Walking in front of Hu Rong, Fan Qiu helped Hu Rong up, with a smile on his face: "Lord Hu is a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty." ”

After speaking, he turned around and looked at the prince who was sitting on the dragon chair.

"The crown prince, the minister Fan Qiu, never compromise!"

When the words fell, Fan Qiu bowed deeply to the crown prince.

Then, he looked at the Manchu Dynasty civil and military: "To be a man, you must have a little spirit, and to be an official, you need more spirit!" ”

"Even if this kind of meaningless persistence will make you lose your family and have no benefit, but in life, how can you be with light everywhere, you must always be tough once, uncompromising once!"

"Gentlemen, standing on top of this temple, how can you have a narrow vision, the Ming Dynasty has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and you still have to rely on this temple, and you red-robed officials."

"Gentlemen, don't forget your original intention of entering the court!"

"If the temple doesn't agree for a day, I, Fan Qiu, will not stop for a day, unless I ...... I'm dead! ”

Fan Qiu yelled.

The temple was filled with Fan Qiu's sonorous and powerful voice.

After saying that, Fan Qiu glanced at Liuke fiercely, and then turned to leave.

He strode forward, not lingering on the temple any longer, but brazenly walked outside.

In the hall, the sun was shining, his figure was stretched out, and his bowed back looked a little lonely, helpless, sad, and sad......

If Xu Lao is here, will it still be like this?

Seeing his back, the court officials had their own thoughts.

Hu Ying looked coldly at Fan Qiu's departing back, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

In the end, it wasn't that he was defeated by his six subjects.

It's just the Hanlin Academy, and it was they who won in the end.

Although these words are bloody, but so what? The ban on open sea will never be enforced.

Yao Lin was also chuckling in the matter.

Only Yang Shiqi, Jian Yi, Xia Yuanji and others felt quite uncomfortable in their hearts.

There was a different light in their eyes, as if they had lost something important in their hearts.

The crown prince sat on the dragon chair and sighed softly, feeling a little sorry for Fan Qiu.

This scene was unexpected by Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji thought that he would fail, but he didn't expect to be hit so badly.

Zhu Zhanji's heart had a trace of anger.

The unhappy mood was used all over Zhu Zhanji's body.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Hu Ying, Yao Lin, and the six branches who were standing there.

At this moment, Zhu Zhanji's eyes were in the ward to the extreme.

Just staring at it so directly, as if forgetting that this was above the temple.

And when Hu Ying was proud, he suddenly felt that cold gaze coming, and he couldn't help but raise his head and meet that gaze.

It's Taisun!

When he saw his grandson, Hu Ying was so frightened that he trembled, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Yao Lin was also a little frightened, feeling that he was being targeted by his grandson.

However, although Hu Ying was scared in her heart, she did not flinch, but looked directly at the eyes of the grandson, without showing weakness.

Taisun?

Although the grandson is powerful, what can he do to me?

They are not big officials in the matter, and as officials, they are the least afraid of impeachment, because they can hardly be impeached.

Not to mention the grandson, even the prince is not afraid.

Except, except that the emperor can check and balance them, can cut off their heads.

Therefore, after Hu Ying figured this out, she looked at her grandson without hesitation and did not flinch at all.

They are the Zhedong Party, a group of pure parties who do not defect to Taisun or Hanwang.

They are politicians who are desperate for promotion and wealth.

Last year, Zhu Zhan's case in Hangzhou, the implicated prefect of Hangzhou, the general verdict, etc., were all from the Eastern Zhejiang Party.

The squire of the Ministry who was cut off is also the Zhedong Party.

This is doomed, and the Zhedong Party and Taisun have formed a deep hatred.

Because of Taisun, the Zhedong Party has been greatly weakened, and now the highest official position is just his Hu Ying's military department.

But as time passes, he Hu Ying will definitely be promoted.

A little bit of promotion, until the end, strengthen the Zhedong Party!

Looking at the grandson, Hu Ying was not afraid at all.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were sharp, and a murderous aura appeared all over his body.

That kind of murderous aura can only be found when many people are killed.

A huge sense of oppression came towards Hu Ying, Hu Ying's heart trembled, and she quickly withdrew her eyes, and the feeling of suffocation gradually weakened.

"Hu Ying......" Zhu Zhanji muttered the name.

He remembered.

……

After the next dynasty.

Yang Shiqi, Jian Yi, and Xia Yuanji walked side by side in the palace road and were about to leave the palace.

It's just that the atmosphere today is a little strange.

They are no longer talking and laughing as they used to be.

Yang Shiqi touched the few beards he had just grown, and walked with his head down, as if he was preoccupied.

Before, Yang Shiqi didn't dare to grow a beard, because he would be pulled off by the generals.

But during this time, the relationship between the military generals and the civilian officials eased a lot, and Yang Shiqi slowly began to grow a beard.

It took dozens of days to grow such six roots, Yang Shiqi is very precious now, and he has to touch them every day.

And Jian Yi, who had always had a deep smile, was also silent, with no expression on his face.

Xia Yuanji sighed lightly: "If my little Yu'er knows this news, I'm afraid she will be like Fan Qiu, and she will scold us for being ruined." ”

Jian Yi bowed: "Yes." ”

After speaking, Jian Yi looked at Yang Shiqi, who bowed his head.

Seeing that Yang Shiqi was still touching his beard, Jian Yi felt irritable for no reason: "Don't touch your beard anymore, just touch those few hairs." ”

"Now, should we stand up?"

Jian Yi was asking Yang Shiqi's opinion.

Yang Shiqi touched his beard, and said with a deep look in his eyes: "I don't know ...... either."

"But at least, Fan Qiu's family should be rescued."

"After checking the evidence, rescue his family, so as not to chill Fan Qiu's heart."

Jian Yi bowed: "Makes sense." ”