When Ao Mang heard this, he waved his hand without blushing and said, "If it is an inconsequential trivial matter, Yuan Gong can sit upright in the center and obey his work recklessly." But this ......"

He pointed to the letter and said: "It is clear that it is to advise the Son of Heaven and resist the big government, if it is not done well, it will be a big case with a lot of people, if the iron shoulder prince does not set a tone for us first, how dare he make a claim?"

Yuan Shouyin smiled, and sighed without knowing whether it was praise or derogation: "You are clever and decisive, no wonder the world says, if you talk about which is the thickest in this dynasty, Ao Zhi will not think secondly." ”

Ao Mang flicked the sleeves of his robe, bent down slightly, and bowed to Yuan Shouyin: "The boss praises it falsely." ”

Yuan Shouyin was accustomed to Ao Mang's style, but he was not angry because of this, but only snorted lightly: "If the old man is not mistaken, this Yu Yulin was recommended by you, so that he was able to be promoted again and again in an ordinary county order in the south of the Yangtze River, and he only entered Beijing not long ago to make the Chang'an Order, right?"

"Yuan Gongming will see you!"

Without waiting for Ao Mang to speak, Zhang Nanrong had already taken the lead in responding: "Chang'an Ling's grade is not high, but the burden on his body is really not light, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it up and down." It is also thanks to Ao in power, which has never avoided suspicion when it comes to recommending talents. The previous lifter was still not satisfied with the 10,000-year order, and he wanted to stretch out his hand to the Chang'an County Yali. It's no wonder that the people in Beijing are saying that there are 28 squares in Beijing, except for the forbidden city of the Son of Heaven and the two squares of hairpins and stacked wat everywhere, there is no one who can't be the master of Ao Xiangye. ”

Ao Mang laughed when he heard this: "What Mr. Jingqi said is very true! If you can't be the master after becoming an official, why should you be an official? Mang has been an official for many years, and what I hate most is that the officials are mediocre, my colleagues are hindered, and my subordinates are incompetent, but I am condescended to the middle, not only can I not be the master, I can't do a bad job, but there are also those thieves and bird officials who are unwilling to do things, and they don't have a backache when they stand and talk!"

He stiffened his neck, vented heartily, suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Nanrong, and said with a smile: "But since the Iron Shoulder Gong and Mr. Jingqi have spoken, and this official is indeed the leader of the county order, according to the law, he should avoid suspicion." Both of them saw it, and this official only read the beginning, and they didn't know what was going on behind the song, whether it was a rebellious offense or not!"

Zhang Nanrong smiled quietly, nodded, and replied unhurriedly: "Lord Ao is willing to avoid it, it can't be better." Fortunately, when today's magnanimity and elegance are suddenly clear, he has never liked Zhulian, otherwise...... To put it mildly, if this kind of thing is put on hold in the first imperial dynasty, Lord Ao must not only avoid it, but also take the initiative to resign and return to the house to wait for the crime. ”

"That's right. Yuan Shouyin on the side suddenly spoke.

His face was calm, and he didn't seem to take Ao Mang's discussion of a gun and a stick to heart, and looked at Zhang Nanrong and said, "Since Ao is in power to avoid suspicion, there are only you and me." This letter is ...... Who's going to hand it over?"

"Wait! There is another word, it is really not unpleasant. ”

Ao Mang suddenly spoke out and stopped the two cabinets in front of him.

He looked at the two of them from top to bottom, from left to right, and then he smiled toothily and said: "Since the Son of Heaven is like this, how can we and other courtiers be careless when they encounter difficult things, and try our best to share the worries of the monarch's father? If we not only fail to share our worries, but also make Your Majesty sad and angry, wouldn't we lose our duty as courtiers?"

Hearing this, Zhang Nanrong's smile froze, Rao was still involuntarily raised a little with the softness of his temperament: "Could it be that Ao Zheng wants to suppress this matter?

Ao Mang didn't care at all, as if he was afraid that the person who would get into trouble and said that he wanted to avoid suspicion was not him a moment ago, so he immediately twisted his eyebrows and glared: "Mang Fang just said that he hated not being the master the most in his life, did Lord Zhang think that the official was farting?

He roared a few words, as if he felt that it was inappropriate, and lowered his voice and continued: "Lord Zhang also said just now, the Son of Heaven is magnanimous and magnanimous, I think that even if the county order said some ugly things in the recital, it will not be convicted for his words and even set off a big prison, right?"

Zhang Nanrong glanced at Ao Mang deeply: "Lord Ao, you are familiar with the scriptures and history, you should know what happened to Qi Ding back then, right? Are you really not afraid that the four words of forming a party and being domineering will be pressed down and make you crushed?"

He pointed to the sky and said without any hesitation: "Lord Ao also knows that this place is the Linyuan Palace? Your Majesty gave this palace name with the intention of warning us that we must always remember in our hearts to be prepared for danger in times of peace and stop at the edge of the abyss! Only in this way can the monarch and the ministers be in their own places, and each of the upper and lower levels will be able to maintain their own points, and this friendship between the monarchs and the ministers can last for a long time!"

Zhang Nanrong's voice became higher and higher, and he mentioned the expectations and teachings of the Son of Heaven to his subordinates, including Yuan Shouyin, no matter how far or near the entire hall, no one dared to sit in his seat, and they got up one after another, and bowed quietly with the prince of the imperial history facing the direction of the Taihe Palace.

Only Ao Mang flicked the sleeves of his robe, did not salute, and put his hands behind his back, looking around, showing a wild attitude.

All of a sudden, everyone looked sideways.

He stood in the palace of Linyuan, although there was no arrogance on his face, but there was a sonorous voice of gold and iron in his words: "This official is not ignorant of the truth that Linyuan stops, and he thinks that he is not a person who forms a party. It is because every time he sees that the hero has not attained his ambition, or will be stuck in a ditch, and he will be trapped and unable to stretch, Ao Mang will say to him: 'The king is trapped here, not the Son of Heaven has no way, but the fault of recklessness!'"

"The two elders, the princes in the palace, my generation has eaten the king, and when encountering such a situation, how dare they abolish the public and love their feathers for their own selfishness, and do not help, recommend, and advocate them, so that they can get out of the cage and go up to the clouds, and serve in front of the Son of Heaven?"

"This is a matter of cherishing talents for the Son of Heaven, how can it be said to be a party?"

"This official and Chang'an Ling have a righteous but no personal relationship, but if you can save this loyal minister for the Son of Heaven, recklessly, why pity?"

Ao Mang said, and the hall was so quiet that it could be heard that a needle was falling.

The expressions of the officials were different, but whether they believed it or not, they could not help but show a little admiration on their faces.

Zhang Nanrong half-opened his mouth, stunned for a while, and then said helplessly: "Ao Zhizhi is passionate and eloquent, which is really breathtaking. Whether Yu Fulin is a fool who can't see the general trend clearly and wants to buy fame, or a lonely loyal minister who riskes death to admonish and knows that he can't do it, whether you are determined to protect the calf in Ao Zheng, or really want to keep a good man for the country at any cost, I Zhang Nanrong can't care about these. There is only one ......"

"Although the consequences of such a thing can be big or small, since it happened, if the authority of the Son of Heaven is damaged as a result, we will definitely be responsible for governing the cabinet. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "That's it, Ao Zhengzhi is ten times better than me Zhang Nanrong regardless of his courage and talent." The western expedition is imminent, and everything is complicated, and Lord Ao must not stay away from the center for a day. This official is the middle of the imperial history, and the crime of negligence cannot be shirked, if you want to save Yu Yulin, I will go to your majesty to ask for guilt. ”

After saying that, Zhang Nanrong stepped over and stretched out his hand to take away the fold on Yuan Shouyin's table.

But seeing Yuan Shouyin coldly reaching out and holding down the letter, his thin and dry fingers slid across the leather surface, and he seemed to be a little in love.

He coughed lightly, met the gaze of Ao Zhang and the others, and smiled: "Just now, the two adults went back and forth, arguing with each other, and the old man couldn't interject, so he carefully recalled the words and phrases on this recital. According to the old man, the literary style in it is not outstanding, it is rare that the bones are hard and the breath is through, and it is quite refreshing to read. ”

Zhang Nanrong couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and said in disbelief: "Iron shoulder?"

I saw Yuan Shouyin trembling out from behind the table, and casually folded the letter into his sleeve as he walked: "Master Zhang, the old man is old, and it is inevitable that his eyes will be a little spent, and his ears will be deaf, but he also knows that the people below are secretly arranging what we both have to say...... What old iron shoulders are like clay sculptures, and Mr. calmly makes wood carvings. I'm sure you've heard of that, too?"