Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 734

Emperor Yonghui sat high on the throne, his eyes faintly filled with evil spirits.

The minister's right servant, She Chu Suiliang, came out of the office with great enthusiasm and said fiercely: "Your Majesty Chu Suiliang has reported: The minister in the palace belongs to the imperial court and is responsible for your majesty's food, clothing, housing, medicine. Now I heard that the king of Dai and Zhaoyi shared meals with your majesty in Shang. The food court is inconsistent with etiquette, please change it, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Yonghui's eyebrows showed a trace of sternness: "It turns out that I, the emperor, have to submit to Youpushe."

"My wife and children were poisoned in the palace. You Pushe must not have lost his hearing, right? Why, You Pushe thinks that my wife and children should die!"

A piece of Panlong jade pendant hit Chu Suiliang's brow bone, and a piece of skin was broken. Thick blood covered one of Chu Suiliang's eyes.

The jade pendant fell to the ground and broke into pieces of different sizes, showing the emperor's anger and ruthlessness.

But Chu Suiliang stood proudly, so what if the prince died, etiquette cannot be abolished!
"Be prepared with a thousand oxen, pull them aside, and punish a hundred with a rod!"

Emperor Yonghui roared.

Several ministers looked for help at the Grand Lieutenant Zhang Sun Wuji. Zhang Sun Wuji sighed and left the team slowly: "Your Majesty, your right servant She has always been upright. He spoke nonsense without knowing what happened. It is natural that he should be punished. However, after all, the imperial rod has passed. , why not change the salary?"

His own generals had to save him, but the emperor had to give him face. Changsun Wuji could only think of this way to reconcile the mud.

Emperor Yonghui sneered, his eyes fixed on Changsun Wuji, and after about ten breaths he said, "Taiwei, uncle Yuan, why don't I abdicate and let you be the emperor, and you can do whatever you want, okay?" "

Changsun Wuji raised the wat and said: "I am guilty and I made a mistake."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Chu Suiliang's eyes. As an auxiliary minister, is this a step back?

Changsun Wuji had never wanted to usurp the throne, so he would not accept these words.

Even if Cao Pi was face to face, he wouldn't have the face to directly agree to this, right?
The dull screeching sound of the staff echoed through the Tai Chi Hall, and at the same time, there was the dull sound of Chu Suiliang, the iron-headed boy.

The emperor was furious, and no one in the Qianniu family dared to show mercy. Although they did not rush to take lives, they could still tear people's skin and flesh to pieces.

Fan Zheng estimated that if it were him, twenty sticks would not make him a hero, fifty sticks would make him walk on crutches, and a hundred sticks would make him a good man.

Fan Zheng is okay for fighting, but not for being beaten.

He was talkative and wanted to criticize everything, but his standing posture was not as upright as Wei Zheng's old troll, so it was natural for Chu Suiliang to receive a cane.

Why, do you really think that the emperor is the doormat of your family, and you can squirt as much as you want?

If you are used to being bossy, you should be taught a lesson.

Fan Zheng's expression management was very poor. When he saw Chu Suiliang limping into class, the corners of his lips could not help but rise.

It was impossible to laugh out loud, not because of professional training, but because the imperial censor would impeach and fine him at every turn.

Chu Suiliang's eyebrows were filled with anger, and he winked at the position of the censor in the palace.

Wang Xu, the imperial censor who wore a Xiezhi crown, went out to raise the wat: "I heard that the Uyghur envoy Bisudu reported to Tang Yucheng that Tang Yucheng should annex Ge Luolu. I don't know why Honglu Temple blocked it. .”

Emperor Yonghui glanced at Fan Zheng in surprise: "Fan Zheng, please tell me."

Fan Zheng left work and walked over to Wang Xu: "You are the Black Panther? Sing 'In the Crowd'."

Wang Xu raised his eyebrows: "Hongluqing, please don't talk about him."

Fan Zheng was furious. He knocked down Wang Xu with an ivory saber, rode on top of him and punched him: "You can't even sing 'In the Crowd', you deserve to be called Black Panther? A close friend of Honglu Temple and Yushitai." Want to get involved too? Otherwise, I will appoint you as an envoy to Tibet as an envoy?"

Cui Yixuan, the imperial censor, quietly retracted his outstretched foot.In terms of rank, Honglu Temple is not outstanding among the ministries and temples, but its duties related to diplomatic relations are very special. The Yushitai cannot make false claims about this matter.

Hey, a fight is just a fight. Who told these subordinates to have their own thoughts and learn to get over the boss's shoulders?

The anger between Emperor Yonghui's brows dissipated, and when he saw Fan Zheng acting wildly, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

This is the way a teacher should behave. He should be beaten when he needs to be beaten. The worst case scenario is that Wang Xu will file a complaint with his mother, Aye, and he can just leave the complaint to me without being punished.

Emperor Yonghui has never been a good boy, but he has always been forced by the environment to act according to etiquette.

It was a great regret in his life that he could not gallop against the insects all over the sky.

Seeing Fan Zheng throwing away his identity and throwing punches, Emperor Yonghui was overjoyed, but he said: "Oh, oh, oh, why are you fighting! You must not hurt Fan Qing!"

The two men, who originally wanted to start a fight, couldn't help but look at each other when they heard such obvious tendencies.

If Fan Zheng was punched or kicked due to a fight, their sin would be huge.

How many of those who can join Qianniu Guard are not the heirs of ministers, how many are not well-informed, and how many are not astute?

Even if they couldn't clearly understand the relationship between Fan Zheng and the Emperor, they still vaguely knew about Fan Zheng's special nature.

Wang Xu struggled to break out and punched Fan Zheng in the eye. Hearing the words of Emperor Yonghui, his heart felt miserable. Then Fan Zheng hit his cheek with an ivory wand, causing him to fall heavily.

Fan Zheng stood up, spat at Wang Xu, straightened his clothes and said, "My minister, Fan Zheng, has violated court etiquette. I will be fined three months' salary."

There were boos in the court.

Even the Demon King Cheng Yaojin was fined for fighting, and that was calculated in years. You, Fan Zheng, were so shameless that you were only fined three months!
Emperor Yonghui nodded: "If Nian Qing commits a crime for the first time, he will be punished for three months. Why do you refuse to return to He? Can you explain to me?"

Fan Zheng raised his scepter and said, "I thank your majesty for your forgiveness. All veterans know about the Uighur incident. The grassland tribes cannot allow them to become powerful, otherwise they will become another Turk and Xue Yantuo."

"According to what I have seen, the sister of Yaoluoge Porun, the Uighur envoy, is quite charming than Su Du. I am afraid that many ministers will inevitably... Hehe."

Fan Zheng's last jeer was so harsh that many ministers' fists became hardened.

Changsun Wuji left the mission: "My lord, Changsun Wuji, believes that what Qing Honglu said is correct. The Khan of the Tang Dynasty is the lord of all nations, and it is not appropriate to take sides."

Emperor Yonghui doesn't like to hear other things, so he said "Tian Khan", hey, it still makes a little bit of noise.

Emperor Yonghui thought carefully: "Although the grassland is vast, the Tang Dynasty must take it, and it cannot send troops to conquer it every year. Does Fan Qing have any ideas?"

Fan Zheng smiled and said: "It's actually not difficult."

Chu Suiliang snorted with a nose that was neither his nose nor his face: "You are not ashamed of your words!"

Fan Zheng laughed and said: "There was a scholar who repeatedly failed the Ming Jing exam. The mother-in-law said with a bulging belly: Is it more difficult than me to give birth to a baby? The scholar replied irritably: You have something in your belly, but I don't!"

There was a roar of laughter, but no one expected that Fan Zheng would be quick to speak out. He refused to take any losses and directly attacked Chu Suiliang.

"Quotes aside, in order to manage the grassland, Your Majesty can just add more seals. A tribe gives the title of khan to see who can be more popular?"

Fan Zheng's idea seemed like a joke, but after careful consideration, it turned out to be feasible.

(End of this chapter)