Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 471
Changsun Wuji's words alluded to Fang Junxiong, and his short words instantly chilled the atmosphere in the guard's room.

After a brief silence, Fang Yiai cupped his hands and said, seeing that his father and uncle were not able to speak, "What does Prime Minister Changsun mean?"

"What do you mean, old man?" Changsun Wuji stared straight at Fang Yiai, and said coldly, "The son-in-law is just the post-military governor's mansion, and he is in charge of the grain."

As he spoke, Changsun Wuji drank tea to refresh his mouth, and continued: "At present, the crown prince is in charge of the country, and the old man and the two prime ministers are in charge of the country to assist the government. Under his command, there is the Ministry of War leading military affairs. Why does the son-in-law turn a blind eye to this?"

"Ha Michi led the army to rob food. The matter happened in a hurry. Fang Jun was loyal to the country, so he made his own decision." Fang Yiai took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, so as to welcome the next bright gun of Changsun Wuji stab in the back.

Changsun Wuji caressed his beard under his chin, and said sternly: "The son-in-law is loyal to the country, so why did he send tens of thousands of soldiers to set up an ambush on Wuma Road?"

"As I said before, this matter came in a hurry. If it was published, the Zuowei camp would have been destroyed by now!"

"Hmph! Right now, the Zuowei camp is impenetrable, but I don't see it being destroyed."

"You!" Seeing the entanglement of elder Sun Wuji's words, Fang Yi felt sullen, suppressed the urge to argue, tightly gripped the armrest of the seat, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "The Turkic cavalry killed nearly ten thousand people on Wumadao, Why did the prime minister turn a blind eye?"

Changsun Wuji turned a deaf ear to it, and after a moment of silence, he said leisurely as usual: "My son-in-law, I will talk to you again about leading the army without permission. The one who chatted with you about the damage caused by the Wuma Road?"

"The Prime Minister is not talking about leading the army privately, he is clearly slandering this official!" Fang Yiai couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily slapped the table and got up and said.

Seeing Fang Yiai's sullen face, Changsun Wuji sneered and sipped a cup of tea without any change in mood, "This old man just discusses the matter, why should the son-in-law be like this?"

Standing in the middle of the martial arts class, Fang Yiai glared at Changsun Wuji, and already believed in her heart that the reason why Li Chengqian had a prejudice against her yesterday was probably the result of Changsun Wuji's secret instigation.

"I am the post-military governor's mansion ordered by Wansui. It is my duty to patrol the grain roads. Uncle Changsun Guo is in charge of the household department. I'm afraid it's not your turn to worry about Tong Bing!"

Fang Yiai's words were cold, and everyone in Wei Zheng was worried. Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Du Ruhui quickly persuaded: "Okay, okay. Everyone is a minister appointed before Long Live's personal expedition. What can I say? Speak well? Why are you so angry?"

Seeing Du Ruhui speak, Fang Yiai nodded slightly to express her agreement, then sat back in her seat and said nothing.

Going out, the three princes of Jiuqing and the ministers of the Ministry of Culture looked at each other, looked at Fang Yiai and looked at Zhangsun Wuji, but finally their eyes fell on Fang Xuanling.

Sitting on the second teacher's chair in the literary class, Fang Xuanling closed her eyes and worshiped, she turned a deaf ear to the verbal confrontation between her son and eldest grandson Wuji, as if she had fallen asleep.

At this time, Li Chengqian was overseeing the regent of the country, and Fang Xuanling, as the current prime minister and the crown prince, became particularly sensitive to his words and deeds. If he protected him at this time, he might be accused of "forming a party for personal gain and protecting his parents and children".

After Du Ruhui's persuasion, the relationship between Changsun Wuji and Fang Yiai subsided slightly. When the two were in a stalemate in a cold war, a thin-faced civil servant slowly got up, walked to the middle of the duty room, and cupped his hands: "In that case, I don’t know how my Ministry of War approves the document?”

Du Ruhui looked sideways at the official who spoke, and saw that he was the son of Guan Long, who was the left servant of the Ministry of War. Is it because the Guanlong faction has discussed it long ago?"

As soon as the Minister of the Ministry of War said this, everyone looked directly at Changsun Wuji and whispered to each other, even Fang Xuanling opened his eyes.

"This matter will be handled fairly, and I will draw up a Taoist scripture later, and just play it to the prince." Changsun Wuji murmured, his tone arrogant, as if Du Ruhui, who was in charge of the military department, and Yang Bo, the minister of the military department, were nothing.

The Minister of the Ministry of War was originally a disciple of Changsun Wuji, and when he saw the words from the seat master, he cupped his hands and nodded, "In this way, I will write a notebook and hand it over to the crown prince at the court meeting."

"Wait a minute." Ma Zhou got up, stopped the Minister of the Ministry of War who was about to go back to his original place to write the memorial, cupped his hands and asked, "How should the Minister write it?"

Ma Zhou, as the supervisory censor, has the right to supervise all officials, so it is most appropriate for this inquiry to come from his mouth.

"Of course it is done impartially. According to the laws enacted by Emperor Wude, those who lead troops without permission shall be punished with capital punishment!"

Seeing that the Minister of the Ministry of War wanted to participate in Yiai's "capital punishment" crime, there was an uproar in the duty room, Du Ruhui frowned, Fang Xuanling straightened up slightly, and Fang Yiai was even more furious.

Just when everyone was secretly surprised and thinking, an old man with a clear face beside Wei Zheng suddenly got up, pointed at the Minister of the Ministry of War and scolded: "Presumptuous!"

"How much advice do you have on the affairs of the Ministry of War?" The person who spoke was Yang Bo, Minister of the Ministry of War who had been ignored by Changsun Wuji earlier.

Yang Bo was born in a poor family, and he hated the Guanlong clan who relied on meritorious deeds to run amok, but he was indifferent and quiet by nature, and he had little contact with the Shandong gentry and Wei Zhengma Yidang.

After being reprimanded by his immediate superior, the Minister of the Ministry of War retreated slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Students have the right to do so."

"Have the right to do so? Can your authority surpass the old man and the right servant and go directly to Tianting?"

"this."

The Minister of the Ministry of War was left speechless when he was in a difficult situation, Changsun Wuji said: "Yang Shangshu, do you have the right to listen to this matter?"

"The eldest grandson is naturally there." Yang Bo glared at the Minister of the Ministry of War, turned around and sat back in his original position, and said nothing with a sullen face.

After saying only a few words about retreating Yang Bo, Changsun Wuji paced around the duty room with his hands behind his back, and said sternly, "Long live the imperial conquest, the crown prince supervises the country's regent, and the ministers present here are ministers of the country who have received the holy order."

As he said that, Changsun Wuji glanced at Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Wei Zheng, Yang Bo, and Gao Shilian, and continued: "At this time, we should work together to assist His Royal Highness to sort out yin and yang, and Fang Jun led the army privately."

Changsun Wuji hadn't finished speaking when he heard a slap on the table, and then Fang Yiai, who had been silent all this time, got up immediately.

"My lords, this matter was originally done by Fang Jun alone, but he had discussed it with others beforehand."

"Consult with that?"

Facing Changsun Wuji's inquiry, Fang Yiai snorted coldly. When he saw Gao Shilian who closed his eyes and said nothing, his hot heart immediately cooled down.

"Uncle Gao doesn't want to testify with me?" A thought flashed in his mind, and Fang Yiai pondered over and over again, making this conjecture even more determined, "If Uncle Gao wants to testify with me, he would have just stated his position at the beginning of the debate. , at this time he kept silent, it was clear that he wanted to put me in a place where he was in power!"

Thinking about Gao Shilian's position, Fang Yiai only scolded himself for being ignorant of people, looked at the eyes of everyone, and simply said with a flick of his sleeve: "Fang Jun is loyal to the country about the ambush on the Wuma Road. Just go there!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai turned around and walked out of the duty room, and went to the Chongjiao Hall to wait for the morning court.

Seeing Fang Yiai going out in a fit of anger, Changsun Wuji was overjoyed, but his face still had a stern look, "Look, gentlemen, how decent this is!"

"Fang Jun is so insane, he is clearly relying on his power to act recklessly!"

"That's right, this person has no tolerance for others, how can he be the commander of the martial arts class?"

Those who spoke up were mostly from Guan Long's faction, and a few civil servants from poor families who wanted to join in were about to speak, but were frightened back by Wei Zheng's glare.

"Xuanling." Changsun Wuji feigned grief, walked up to Fang Xuanling, cupped his hands and said, "Look at your precious son."

Fang Xuanling was sitting upright with his hands in his hands, and said with a wry smile: "Wuji, Fang Jun was born with such a temperament. The son can't help his father, so why don't the prime minister read more books about him for the old man, and maybe kill him to calm down?"

"You!" Changsun Wuji was choked by Fang Xuanling, then looked at Du Ruhui and said, "Brother Ruhui, this is the proud student you taught!"

"Huh?" Du Ruhui responded, and then said with a smile: "The thing I teach Yiai the most is Lanke hand talk, have you heard of Hematemesis?"

"puff"

As soon as this remark came out, there were bursts of laughter in the duty room. Du Ruhui's "vomiting blood spectrum" naturally refers to the masterpiece of Changsun Dan when he played chess with Fang Yiai in the Guozijian.

"What are you laughing at?" Changsun Wuji blushed and snorted coldly.

"The duty room is very stuffy. I go out first to get some air." After finishing speaking, Du Ruhui got up and walked out of the duty room. Behind him, Minister of War Yang Bo, Ma Zhou, Ouyang Xun, Yu Shinan and others walked out one after another. One person stood up in the seat.

You Junda got up slowly, walked towards the door, and muttered: "I heard that there are dinosaurs outside, I'll go and have a look."

"Wait!" Changsun Wuji stopped You Junda, and asked with a sullen face, "You Zongbing, why did you repeatedly beat Chong'er in the martial arts field?"

"I said, there are dinosaurs!" You Junda responded with his head tilted, and then strode out of the guard's room. At that time, there were more than ten people in the guard's room, and only the eldest grandson was left in the class. Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Wei Zheng, as for Fang Yiai's "five-horse road ambush", the people of the officials have long been able to tell whether they are in favor or not.

(End of this chapter)