I don't know if Yao Fengzhi is stupid, or if he really wants to fight for Zheng Jiao, he was stunned the next day and handed over a fold.

"I'm afraid this excerpt has been used to learn what Yao Fengzhi has learned all his life!" Meng Zhongcheng looked at the excerpt sent to the Imperial History Terrace and sneered. Turning his head and seeing that Zheng Zhicen was not beside him, Meng Jing was also quite disappointed.

"If Yexi's kid doesn't have filial piety, where can he set up his own door, but some foolish people want to talk about it."

"Then this fold will be sent back?"

The subordinate standing on the side was already ready to reach out and take the fold and deal with it, so he heard Meng Jing say, "Don't worry, keep it." ”

"This ......" that subordinate also didn't understand, on weekdays, Lord Zhongcheng would never submit such an excerpt for his own selfish interests because of the difference in party affiliation.

"Think the old man is for himself?"

Jiang is old and spicy, Meng Jing can see the thoughts of his subordinates at a glance, "For the sake of selfish interests, such people can even ignore their own children and wives, how can they have a country in their hearts?" ”

"We all say that the country comes before the family, but if you don't even care about the family, how can you take care of the country?"

The subordinate nodded, as if he understood or not, Meng Jing said: "I will present it to the emperor today, but I want the emperor to see it, this Yao Fengzhi is still in the officialdom, and there is no benefit to the country." ”

The dispute between the two factions is the check and balance of the imperial court; Cultivating treachery and hoarding greed is for the sake of the treasury and prestige; As for Yao Fengzhi, a useless fisherman in troubled water, it is useless in the imperial court.

The subordinate answered, and took down the useless fold on the side, "Yes, the subordinate understands." ”

After all the people around him went down, Meng Jing looked at the sprinkling but incomprehensible fold in his hand and smiled: "Good boy, when your grandfather and I earned so many years in the court, Meng wanted to see if his grandson was not as angry as my nephew?" ”

stood up and took the rice paper, put it on the case, and didn't need to use a ruler to suppress it, Meng Jing Meng Zhongcheng stroked the paper with one hand and held a pen with the other, recording on the rice paper what he was going to say tomorrow morning.

The summer in Jingzhao City is very rainy, but fortunately, it is a rare sunny sky for two days. Looking out of the house, there is a beautiful day outside the window, and the people in the house laugh heartily, which is also a different Confucian style.

Meng Zhongcheng, who is known for his old-fashioned and unreasonable on weekdays, would definitely add a little more precipitation and freedom if he fell into the eyes of others at this time.

"Someone, go to the night house to deliver the letter." I don't know when I wrote a letterhead to Yexi again, and Meng Jing called someone in to hand it to Yexi.

Seeing people coming in, he deliberately added two more sentences, "This letter is for that Yexi boy, but don't give the letter to Yehui by mistake." ”

After being busy for a long time, when many things on the side of Yushitai were over, Meng Jing, who returned home and didn't see his nephew, couldn't help but sit in front of the window.

"That Yexi seems to have a half-brother Yao Xu?" Meng Jing subconsciously turned around.

On weekdays, Zheng Zhicen will follow Meng Jing as long as he is in Meng's mansion, and this time Zheng Zhicen will be recommended to control the water.

Meng Jing, who came to his senses, then muttered to himself, "I don't know if this Yao Xu can be educated by Yexi's biological mother to be a good son......

"That's it, that's it, the old disciple Zhicen didn't make any mistakes, but his sister was really a harmful spirit."

Meng Jing treated Zheng Zhicen as a son, and said in his heart: If Zheng Jiao hinders his career as a disciple one day, he will do some means, and he can't let such a poisonous woman live in the world.

"Humph! This old lady Yao was also very capable back then, how could she raise such an unsuccessful son! ”

As night fell, Meng Jing saw that his nephew, who returned late, was so angry that he endured it again and again, but he didn't really start a fire in the end.