Fang Xing said: "Mr. Yizhai's injustice is a great work, but although this bag is ready to make the three-contemplation butterfly dream, it has some flaws."

Guan Hanqing was named Yizhai, and he was known as Li Du in poetry in opera.

But Fang Xing questioned: "When Old Man Wang said it was a farming and studying family, and all three sons were studying, I wondered, who would work? Who would make money? Then, he had to buy paper and pen and take to the streets. What's the use of these three sons? Bao Zheng finally gave the three scholars a great title to the three scholars. I think they must be the country's city!"

Three nerds have to take the old father to go out to buy paper and pen, which makes his father beaten to death by a bully. Could this person be reused?

Fang Xing's words seemed to be inconsistent with today's topic, but Yang Shiqi smelled the smell. He said with a blue face: "Xinghe Bo, this is Shandong/dong. Are you really not afraid of slandering Confucianism like this unscrupulously?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Fang Xing sneered: "Fang is doing well and does nothing to hide."

This is to completely reject Yang Shiqi's request.

"Xinghe Bo, then Tang Sai'er's crimes are confirmed. Are you sure you want to cover up her?"

As a politician, no matter what his position is, he cannot accept it.

So Yang Shiqi immediately launched a counterattack.

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Yes, but I said that it was the officials who forced the people to rebel!"

This is not a personal conflict, so Yang Shiqi just said lightly: "But she is indeed against it! Besides, there are still many good officials in the mountains and east places."

"Sir Yang, don't force me."

"Xing and Bo, how about taking a step back?"

"But I can't see those despicable officials going to be free! That would make me feel disgusting as if I had eaten a dead rat!"

Fang Xing walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed it away, then squinted his eyes and felt the sunshine, and said without looking back: "Mr. Yang, there are some good things in the King of Jin's mansion. I think you should go and take a look. If you don't look at it, you will definitely regret it!"

Fang Xing left, Yang Shiqi sat upright, sighed for a long time, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that this official would have a day of favoritism. I really read the sages in vain. Come! Go to the King of Jin's Mansion!"

There have been people guarding the King of Jin's Mansion, but the seal has not moved.

With Zhu Di's authorization, it is naturally not a taboo to enter a deposed royal palace. Of course, someone must accompany and monitor along the way.

In order to avoid suspicion, Yang Shiqi brought a lot of officials in. The group entered the palace and began to wander around.

The King of Jin's mansion covers a large area, with carved railings and jade, but Yang Shiqi was unintentionally interested in watching it. After walking around the periphery, he entered the core area of ​​the King of Prince's mansion through Duanli Gate.

Everyone was still thinking about the country and mountains and rivers just now, only Yang Shiqi walked outside the rooms from time to time and looked inside.

This is rude!

The officials behind all exchanged views, all thinking that Yang Shiqi was probably looking for something.

As the "Imperial Commissioner", Yang Shiqi will have a say in the application of officials in the future, so this flattery must be slapped, so these officials all dispersed and checked everywhere.

After leaving half of the palace, everyone got nothing. Yang Shiqi stood under the eaves panting and enjoyed the cool air. Someone went over and asked what he was looking for, but he didn't get an answer.

Could it be that Fang Xing was so angry that he was lying to me?

Yang Shiqi felt that Fang Xing might have something to do with Tang Sai'er, so it was not uncommon to do some kid-like tricks for this.

"Let's take a look..."

Yang Shiqi stomped his numb feet and was about to walk forward, but heard a scream.
Chapter completed!