Regardless of whether Fang Xiaoru was prepared or crooked, it proved that he was not simple.

If he had his own news channel and got the news earlier than others, it would mean that Fang Xiaoru was not as he seemed on the surface, and he didn't ask about the world in the hall of Beijing Normal University all day long.

Instead, it's been silent.

And the other possibility is even more terrifying,

Fang Xiaoru didn't have any other news channels, this news was known from His Royal Highness the Holy Sun, His Royal Highness the Holy Sun didn't tell others, but told Fang Xiaoru first,

This makes it even more interesting.

All the people present were human spirits, and they figured it all out in three or two breaths.

Fang Xiaoru should not be underestimated.

Yang Shiqi was stunned by the news,

"It's... But what is the problem with Zheng Ping in private? ”

Yang Shiqi could only think of this for the first time, although Zheng Ping lived in extreme poverty, but as long as he was filial and honest, then the days after that would be better.

At this juncture, his mother drowned....

Fang Xiaoru shook his head and sighed, "The mother of the front foot has just drowned herself, and the back foot has arrived, and in a flash..."

"Ugh..."

Yang Shiqi, Song Zan and others sighed for a while,

Yao Guangxiao sighed,

"Amitabha, ups and downs are impermanent."

Xia Yuanji's eyes flashed, he is also the most filial person, and when he heard what happened to Zheng Ping, he inevitably felt uncomfortable.

However, from the perspective of the courtiers, Zheng Ping's incident is a smear for the way of filial piety.

No matter what the reason, his mother drowned, and Zheng Ping's name as a filial son has nothing to do with him.

Yang Shiqi asked very realistically,

"Then this Zheng Ping, do you want him to go to Beijing?"

Yao Guangxiao said with a smile,

"What's so bad about that?"

Yang Shiqi glanced at the demon monk, and directly ignored what Yao Guangxiao said.

This demon monk is purely a fun person, what's going on, completely reckless, it's just a joke,

Song Zan paused, frowned, and said,

"In any case, if such a big thing happens, he shouldn't be given filial piety anymore."

Xie Jin nodded, agreeing with Song Zhan's opinion.

And looking at Fang Xiaoru's meaning, it is to support Zheng Ping's entry into Beijing.

In the blink of an eye,

Because of a little-known person, the cabinet was divided into two factions,

Yang Shiqi, Song Zhan, Xie Jin, and Xia Yuanji were inclined to not allow Zheng Ping to go to Beijing.

Fang Xiaoru and Yao Guangxiao felt that Zheng Ping should be allowed to enter Beijing.

There is a reason for each side,

Don't care whether Zheng Ping is filial piety or not, if this happens, he can only blame him for his bad luck.

If Zheng Ping is found to be filial piety, I am afraid that the world will not be convinced.

The six people who had already expressed their stance looked at Zhu Tong, and now only Zhu Tong was left, and they did not express their opinions.

Zhu Tong in this small cabinet, more similar, is and the role of the mud,

Zhu Tong saw everyone looking at him, paused, and said,

"Let's check whether Zheng Ping is going to enter Beijing first, if he doesn't enter Beijing, then there is no point, and there is no point in arguing about this.

How's that? ”

"That's fine."

Fang Xiaoru nodded.

Everyone also nodded, indeed as Lord Shangshu Zhu Tong said, let's see what is going on on Zheng Ping's side first.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Zhu Xiongying called,

"Shadow Eleven."

"Your Highness."

A female voice flashed out from behind everyone, and this kind of means startled these people.

Such a big living person, standing behind them for so long, they didn't even feel it at all!

Song Zan and Zhu Tong looked at each other, even more shocked by His Highness's methods.

"Go and check, is Zheng Ping here?"

"Yes."

Although Shadow Eleven is a woman, she doesn't talk much, and it's much more stable than talking about Shadow Seven.

Because filial piety and honesty from all over the country bring the old into Beijing, it is a major event that Zhu Yuanzhang attaches great importance to, and besides, he is afraid that there will be any accidents on the road.

Therefore, every trace of filial piety is strictly controlled by the imperial court.

After a while, Shadow Eleven walked in, kneeling on one knee,

"Your Highness, Zheng Ping has entered Beijing with his mother's ashes on his back."

"Shhhhh

Yang Shiqi gasped.

"It's just..."

Shadow Eleven paused,

Zhu Xiongying smiled, "What? Have you learned to sell off, too? ”

"No, no..."

When Ying Eleven heard this, his voice was no longer cold, and there was a little more shyness in his tone, and he could even feel that his face under the mask was red.

Shadow Eleven continued,

"Your Royal Highness, but Zheng Ping didn't seem to enter Beijing for filial piety, nor did he walk with filial piety in the surrounding counties.

It doesn't look like he came to Beijing to be filial piety. ”

"Ugh."

Zhu Xiongying sighed, looked a little low, waved his hand to signal Shadow Eleven to retreat, Shadow Eleven's figure flashed, and under everyone's noses, it evaporated alive.

Seeing this jaw-dropping figure again, it shocked the hearts of these thinkers,

Yang Shiqi continued,

"So... Have we persuaded him to return? ”

Yang Shiqi is in politics, realistic and meritorious, rarely adds personal feelings, and only weighs the pros and cons.

The people around were silent, and even the few people who clearly stated that Zheng Ping was not allowed to enter Beijing had a subtle attitude.

Because they could see that His Royal Highness seemed to have a different meaning for Zheng Ping.

"You continue to discuss other things, and the matter of filial piety and honesty is to be handled by a few of you.

As for Zheng Ping, go and see for yourself. ”

Zhu Xiongying got up and said a few words, and then left.

The rest of the thinkers bowed to Zhu Xiongying's back,

"Yes, Your Highness."

.......

Inside the main city

Zheng Ping wandered on the streets of Yingtianfu, the capital was full of people, and everything was new, but it couldn't make Zheng Ping happy at all.

Zheng Ping put his hand on the jar he was carrying and muttered,

"Mother, this is the capital."

Zheng Ping did not use the money allocated by the imperial court to Xiaolian along the way, and borrowed some money from Goudanzi, part of which was returned to the owner of the cloth mill, and part of it was used to entangle on the road.

As soon as Hu died, Zheng Ping completely lost his life sustenance, and Zheng Ping was in a daze at home for a few days.

suddenly thought of it, and promised her mother to take her to the capital to see Hong Wuye.

That's why it's here.

As for filial piety... Hehe, how can I still deserve it?

Standing in the noisy crowd, Zheng Ping didn't know where to go for a while.

"Brother, but it's the first time you've been to the capital?"

A beautiful young voice sounded beside Zheng Ping, its voice was as hearty as the breeze in the mountains, and it made people feel the spring breeze when they listened to it.

Turning around, a handsome face came over, and every place was impeccable,

Zheng Ping came back to his senses and nodded slightly, looking like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away,

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, why don't you go along?"

The boy showed his white and neat teeth, shining in the sun.

"My name is Huang Zhangsun, just call me Xiao Huang, what do you call Brother Tai?"