The gate of the Imperial College was silent, and everyone was watching Zhao Sheng.

"What does he do at home?"

There must be a reason for coming out rashly, and he still shot at Huang TAISUN's teacher. It's strange if he doesn't have a background.

A person who probably knew the inside story sneered: "Zhao Sheng's uncle is in the royal guards."

"Royal guards?"

The questioner immediately shut up. It's obviously not a cost-effective business to get into trouble with royal guards these days.

"Are the people of royal guards thinking about Emperor TAISUN?"

Some people immediately think of the royal guards commander who is said to have to give face to his sons and grandchildren.

Ji - Gang!

"But I just want to know how Mr. Fang uses mathematics to govern!"

Cried a nervous student regretfully.

"Haven't you bought a math book?"

"But Fang Xing waved his hand thoughtfully and said," you should eat noodles quickly, and then go back to life. "

Jia Quan was eating noodles. Fang woke up and went to the door. Looking at the stars hanging in the cold sky, the corners of his mouth gradually tightened.

Jia Quan ate three or two times. After burping, he bowed down and left.

"Go back and tell TAISUN not to move!"

Fang Xing warned.

Ji Gang's current power has reached its peak. If the moon is full, it will lose, and if the water is full, it will overflow. This truth is known to all.

Early withdrawal is the best way to deal with it.

But will Ji Gang, who has tasted the sweet taste of power, be willing to be lonely?

When Ji Gang walked into the hall, he saw Zhu Di's expressionless face and fell on his knees with a puff.

"Bang!"

Zhu Di gave the tea cup a heavy meal on the table and said coldly, "what's the matter with Zhao Guozhang?"

Ji Gang felt a thump in his heart and immediately defended: "Your Majesty, you mean the matter of today's Imperial College. I have just investigated it here. Please allow me to defend myself."

Zhu Di snorted and Ji Gang hurriedly said, "according to the minister's investigation, Zhao Sheng was closer to the former Siye Qin class in the Imperial College. Later, the Qin class was dismissed, and Zhao Sheng always held a grudge. So after Fang woke up and published his book, he thought he had found a handle. When he heard that Fang woke up to the Imperial College, he blocked the way and questioned."

What a roadblock!

Zhu Di's eunuch lowered his eyes and said nothing, but in his heart he admired Ji Gang's magic skill of changing shape and shadow.

The information at that time said that Zhao Sheng wanted to make Fang Xing an enemy of Confucianism, but when he came to Ji Gang, it became a roadblock and a question, which was purely an academic dispute.

Several smoked cages were burned in the hall. It was very comfortable. But Ji Gang felt very hot.

Hot and dry!

Big drops of sweat fell from his face to the ground and soon wet the ground under him.

The honor of 95, life and death.

I want power!

At this moment, Ji Gang has never been so eager for power.

He also wants to control the life and death of others.

"Bastard!"

After a moment of silence, a roar came from above, along with the tea cup.

"Pa!"

Ji Gang only felt a pain on his forehead, and then the porcelain fell from his eyes.

Don't move!

Ji Gang dared not move, even if the warm blood was flowing down his forehead, blurring his sight.

In this red line of sight, he saw Zhu Di get up from the throne and stride over.

"Don't you think I know your little trick?"

Chu Di's beard cocked up, but it didn't mean happiness, but extreme anger.

"You Ji Gang have a lot of courage. You dare to attract Fang Xing, huh?"

This was like a bolt from the blue. Ji Gang immediately fell on the ground and lamented: "Your Majesty, I just admire the knowledge of his highness TAISUN, so I want to ask Mr. Fang to teach the people in the royal guards Yamen. I'm guilty! I deserve to die!"

Zhu Di stopped and said coldly, "King Han is studying behind closed doors recently. Do you Ji Gang want to go?"

The eunuch sighed in his heart and knew that Ji Gang had passed another level.

Ji Gang just said that he wanted Fang to wake up and teach in the royal guards. That is to say indirectly that Zhu gaochi and his son are full of learned people, while King Han and his Ji Gang are helpless.

Sure enough, Zhu Di kicked Ji Gang on the shoulder, kicked several rolls, and then scolded, "roll!"

Ji Gang almost crawled outside the hall.

Although there are lanterns not far from this road, it is mostly dark in the distance.

In this dark and bright place, Ji Gang licked the blood on his lips.

The light showed a beautiful color on his face, and a crack gradually opened on his red face.

Ji Gang smiled silently.