I don't know who said that human beings are destined to die from birth.

This process is very melancholy, especially the group of people with middle-aged crisis.

Fang wakes up in a bad mood these days. Zhang Shuhui thinks she is making childish mistakes for a carefree future.

In the study, Huang Zhong was reading with a piece of paper.

"... Song Jian, who was still a pushing official in Yanzhou Prefecture last year, went to Beijing to serve as a lecturer in the Imperial Academy at the end of the year. He has a great future, but privately he has some money whose origin is unknown. In addition, when he was in Yanzhou Prefecture, he once made a hasty decision for human feelings. He came all the way by relying on the contacts of officials in the south. This time, he complained the most."

After he finished reading the list, Fang Xing said, "the cleaning up of the south is very fast, just to catch them by surprise. Now those people are unwilling and have no way, so they can only use black hands, make Yin moves, and delusion to oppress your majesty with momentum, so that your majesty can deal with me in exchange for the gentry's compromise."

Huang Zhong felt that the gentry really didn't know their owners, so he dared to use these means and was complacent.

"Uncle, although your majesty is not as strong as Emperor Wen, he is not an emperor who will easily give in. They are delusional."

Fang woke up and nodded. Although he had no more in-depth communication with Zhu Zhanji, a tacit understanding had been established.

"Your Majesty is under a lot of pressure, and I have to take action to find a point among those pressures and pierce it."

Huang Zhong felt that Fang Xing was impatient. "Uncle, since we want to crack your Majesty's pressure, we can't let your Majesty's people do it, but we don't have enough hands!"

Jubaoshan guards are pulled behind. They will escort the prisoners back to Beijing.

"Jubao mountain guard should be arriving soon according to the time calculation, but no one is sure about the long journey. Once the waterway freezes, they can only go ashore and walk. I'm not sure!"

Huang Zhong is worried that Fang Xing will be impatient to enter the game. At that time, he will give those people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"They are waiting for you to make a mistake! The beating of Lin Zhan is already making trouble. Wang ZhangJin asked his Majesty in the palace and said that the Metropolitan Police house has never been humiliated like this. If it is not dealt with, the Metropolitan Police house will have no face to supervise all officials."

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "what's their face? The first thing for the imperial censor is to correct the wind. As for corruption, the people of the East Hall and the royal guards are trying to do meritorious service! Where's the turn for the ducha academy?"

Huang Zhong thought of Liu Guan, who was almost a quasi ally, and couldn't help looking at Fang.

Fang Xing obviously did not regard Liu Guan as an ally and did not take him into account when considering things.

This is not ruthless, but Liu Guan is speculating from the beginning.

Liu Guan was already in danger at that time. Many people stared at the position of Zuo Du's censor and were ready to take action to dismount this "evil track" guy.

At that moment, Liu Guan turned to the emperor without hesitation, became the emperor's party without hesitation, and was willing to turn into a loyal dog for the emperor. The emperor would bite whoever he asked.

Fang Xing squinted at the outside and said faintly, "although no one doubts his loyalty after ye Luoxue's return, the Tibetan front left by Emperor Ren really hides the edge and should come out to shine."

Huang Zhong was happy, but he raised concerns: "will those people think it is your Majesty's meaning?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Zang Feng has always been very secret, more secret than black thorn. As long as ye Luoxue doesn't do it, those people can't guess. What if they find it? They weren't prepared to hide it."

Huang Zhong agreed: "the emperor should act in an atmosphere. Even if his majesty doesn't want to tear his face with those people, he can't hide it too much, let alone give in."

"Fight without breaking!"

Fang Xing summed up the current situation of both sides: "they dare not go down against their majesty. No, not dare, but taboo. Without this position, they have to shout a few slogans of loyalty to the king after all! So they came at me. I sit here. Who dares to go and who is willing to go to his majesty?"

……

Wang Zhang was very sad and angry because the emperor's attitude was so cold that he didn't know how to face the officials when he returned to the ducha.

The ox cart runs fast, all by the coachman.

If the ducha is an ox cart, Wang Zhang thinks he is the current coachman.

But there was something wrong with the ox cart and it couldn't run.

He just sat down in the duty room. Someone came in and told him, "my Lord, Lin Zhan came back at noon. He limped and talked in a leaky way. He said he should be loyal to his duties and not afraid of dignitaries. Many royal historians are cheering him."

Wang Zhang said indifferently, "he will come whenever he wants, but I can't control it."

If Lin Zhan impeached other dignitaries, Wang Zhang would definitely support him.

But this one didn't sing for more than ten years. Once he sounded, he rushed to Fang Xing.

Moreover, the so-called speculation of conspiracy and disobedience basically can not stand scrutiny. It is only because it conforms to the current situation that it triggered a wave of impeachment.

Wang Zhang is automatically protecting Lin Zhan. He has to do so, otherwise the people will be scattered, and there will be no difference between the duchayuan and the teahouse in the future.

"What is he doing?"

"Lin Zhan is talking to someone."

……

Lin Zhan is talking to people, but there are more people.

More than a dozen officials of the Metropolitan Police Academy were listening to him with flushed faces.

Outside, those low-level officials are listening, just like devout believers.

Lin Zhan's solemn face seemed to be teaching some kind of cosmic Avenue.

"... I lost a lot of teeth."

Lin Zhan opened his mouth and turned his face sideways to show everyone the black holes in his left face.

He said calmly, "those places are still in severe pain, but I have forgotten the pain, because I want to know if xinghebo knows his mistakes and takes the initiative to step down. If so, what's the harm if I lose all my teeth?"

Life will make many people become actors. From the beginning of their acting skills, until they regard life as a grand theater, it is like a process of evolution. The price of this process is to eat more losses..

"We must abide by our duty, correct the atmosphere, block those disturbing attacks for your majesty, and build a wall, an indestructible wall!"

Lin Zhan was panting and his face was impassioned.

The colleagues who had come to see him come to the Yamen without recovering from illness looked different, sad and angry, heavy, excited and worried

The highest state of an actor is to regard life as a stage, no matter in front of anyone, even in front of his close relatives.

The actor has no meaning.

After Lin Zhan vomited a mouthful of blood, the visit ended.

Just now, the place is still bustling. At the moment, it's cold and makes people feel like they are in the wilderness.

Pooh!

Lin Zhan spits out another mouthful of blood, and bursts of severe pain come from the places with few teeth in his mouth.

He entered the duty room with his left face covered.

Several blank memorials, several books and the four treasures of study are scattered on the table.

Lin Zhan fetched water and put the frozen inkstone and brush in.

The weather was cold, and the ink was not cleaned, so the brush became hard, and the nib could almost kill people.

Lin Zhan took the brush and gently shook the hard tip of the pen in the water.

He wanted to turn a pen into a knife and attack again, but looking at the table, he regretted that the frozen brush in his hand was the last weapon.

To get one?

Those people would stare at him right away and would like him to wake Fang up again. It's better to be bold and impeach the emperor directly.

He looked up at the roof and kept blinking.

He gradually lowered his head and suddenly choked.

The ink gradually melted into a small wooden basin, floating in the water in small groups and wisps, and the most brilliant painter could not draw such ethereal artistic conception.

A drop of tears fell into the water, and the ink mass gradually fainted and dyed was scattered.

The water waves surged gently, and the ink mass gathered several times and dispersed several times.

Someone outside was walking in quickly. As he walked, he shouted, "Fang woke up and entered the palace yesterday. Today he took his daughter on a shopping trip!"

"What?"

The sound of opening the door came around. Lin Zhan could even imagine how surprised and disappointed those people were on their faces.

"Your Majesty didn't deal with him?"

"Then our impeachment is in vain!"