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At least in the eyes of the average person, it seems impossible to find fault with it from any angle. Two-thirds of the room is a tall bookshelf, on which are neatly placed dense books, on the other side of the room, is a long desk, on which neatly placed pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things, it looks a little serious, the only bright color, is a pot of bluegrass on the desk.

There are five people in the room, and the atmosphere is a little solemn.

On the big chair behind the desk, there was a man wearing a gold silk python robe on a black background and a purple and gold crown on his head. This person, with slightly gray hair, his hands pressed on the armrests of the big chair, his face was as white as jade, and his lips were slightly pursed, giving people a sense of dignity and dignity in the middle of heaven and earth.

When the whole person sits there, it can make people unable to look directly and give birth to fear.

He is the prime minister of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, the master of Zhang's mansion, Zhang Weixian, the pillar of Sheji, the righteous and heroic, and the Confucian scholar of the Hanlin realm.

Among these five people, Zhang Xueyi and Zhang Hongru were sitting honestly on the chairs on both sides of the desk, and there were two other people opposite them, namely Zhao Heng, the chief of staff, and Li Wenzhong, Zhang Weixian's most important disciple.

Zhang Xueyi saw that the tea in the cup on Zhang Weixian's table was missing, so she hurriedly ran over, lifted the teapot and filled it, and then quickly retreated.

The mist of green smoke rose up, Zhang Weixian stared at the tea in front of him, and after a while he moved his gaze to his daughter who was sitting there nervously wrenching his fingers, and then said: "I have already asked Zhang Zhong to summon Tang San over, as for how to deal with ......" When he said this, he frowned.

Zhang Xueyi's hand was stirred up in front of her, and after listening to Zhang Weixian's words, she didn't say anything, she had already told her father what she should say. There are still some disputes about how to deal with Tang Ze.

Zhang Wei didn't say anything clearly, just because Zhao Heng and Li Wenzhong had endless disputes, and their opinions were different, and there was no result.

Zhao Heng thought that Tang Ze had changed too much before and after, although his soul was integrated, it was also possible that he had been possessed by a high-level demon, so for the sake of safety, he should be killed directly. Li Wenzhong guessed that after Tang Ze lost part of his memory, he instead concentrated on it, so he became so smart and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he rescued his junior sister Zhang Xueyi and made a great contribution......

After fighting for seven days in a row, there was no result, and Zhang Xue begged from the side, so Zhang Weixian decided to make a decision after meeting Tang Ze tonight.

"I still insist on executing Tang San. ”

Zhao Heng is a middle-aged Confucian with a handsome face, with a solemn face and an awe-inspiring atmosphere, which makes people feel at first glance that he has no selfishness.

"We all know what the Emerald Forest is. Tang San was able to take the young lady to survive in it for more than twenty days, and then escaped with his life under the pursuit of the demons of the Tianluomen Foundation Building Realm, which had to make people suspect that he was a spy of the Tianluomen who broke into my Great Zhou. As for the fact that he injured Tianluomen Tan Jianyuan later, it is also easy to explain, it is just a bitter plan...... In short, if something is strange and unreasonable, he deserves to die. Zhao Heng's tone was not in a hurry or slow, and he told his views eloquently.

"Zhao Heng, you are so vicious...... Woo woo ......" Zhang Xueyi's eyes widened, her eyebrows were upside down, and she was about to say one or two when she pointed at Zhao Heng, but Zhang Hongru on the side quickly covered her mouth, and she could only make a "woo" sound, and her eyes were full of anger.

"I'd rather kill the wrong than let it go...... I'm afraid Brother Zhao's statement is a bit inappropriate. ”

Li Wenzhong's voice was also not impatient, his appearance was ordinary, he just glanced at Zhao Heng lightly, but at this glance, he revealed a fierce momentum: "We are Confucians, since we are cultivators, we can't do demonic behavior." Regardless of whether Tang San was a blessing or a curse to us, since we couldn't find any evidence that he was a demon, then he was innocent. Besides, as long as you keep him by your side and have the teacher watching, there will be no problems. ”

Hearing Li Wenzhong's words, Zhang Xueyi quieted down a little, but the anger in her eyes did not dissipate, she just looked at her father with her eyes.

Zhao Heng's voice sounded in the next moment: "Cutting off the demons of Buddhism and Taoism is my national policy of the Great Zhou, and it is related to the society. Besides, there is no evidence to prove Tang San's innocence, then he is guilty......"

"Alright. ”

Zhang Weixian interrupted the conversation, his voice was not loud, but there was an inexplicable majesty, which made everyone look at him immediately.

"I agree with Wen Zhong's words, we are not demons, and we can't find a person guilty from the beginning. Zhang Weixian took a sip of the teacup on the table, looked at his daughter who was smiling happily at him, waved his hand, didn't let her come over to pour tea for himself again, and put down the teacup, "I have read the books that Tang San's child has read, and the annotations and notes in the lines are also profound, it can be seen that he has worked very hard, and some of his opinions and opinions are also unique, and he is indeed a talent that can be created." ”

"Ah...... Thank you Dad. ”

Zhang Xueyi was overjoyed, knowing in her heart, she only felt that she had suddenly become so happy. The expectations of these hours are about to be realized, and I am overjoyed in my heart, looking at Zhang Weixian with a smile on my face, and feeling that my father has suddenly become amiable and cute, and he is the best father in the world.

She said with some excitement: "Xiao San, he is a talent that can be created. This time he forgot something, but he became extremely smart, and he made a ......" His voice suddenly stopped, and his smile stiffened for a moment.

Zhang Weixian smiled undiminishedly: "What have you done?"

Zhang Xueyi's heart was pounding, her face was a little pale, and then her body relaxed again: "Xiao San made a poem!"

"He also wrote poetry?"

Zhang Xueyi glanced at Zhang Weixian, and said directly: "Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, and stay in the harvest year." There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village ......"

After reading a poem, Zhang Xueyi looked at her father quietly, with eager anticipation in her eyes.

Zhang Hongru was smiling, but he was savoring the artistic conception. There was a hint of solemnity in Li Wenzhong's eyes.

And in Zhao Heng's eyes, the essence light flashed suddenly, and he immediately arched his hand and said, "My lord!"

"A good poem, with a beautiful artistic conception, tranquil, and timeless, expresses the philosophy of the growth and change of things in the world, but there is great talent. In Zhang Xueyi's slightly tight gaze, the smile on Zhang Weixian's face seemed to be more, he looked at Li Wenzhong and asked, "What does Wenzhong think?"

"Good poetry. When it comes to writing poetry alone, I am not as good as it. Li Wenzhong's tone was flat, "The description of the scenery in the meantime doesn't explain anything?"