Chapter 291

"This Zhao... Lord, Wang said, there is no such thing as humiliating the Lord. Wang Gong is a junior, so he reminds him with kindness that this is in the court after all. People like Wang know that they should be cautious in their words and actions, so how dare they roar in the court like this..." Wang Yang still smiled, as if he was very calm.

It just makes people unable to find any mistakes, but when it falls into Zhao Tingzhi's eyes, it is simply a terrible provocation.

"Zhao Xuezheng, please pay attention to your words and deeds. Today is Your Majesty's birthday." At this time, a voice that seemed a little old sounded, but it was the prime minister Fan Chunren.

Fan Chunren was the second son of Fan Zhongyan, a famous prime minister of the Song Dynasty. He was a Jinshi during the reign of Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty. He has been in the four dynasties and has a high prestige. Now he is the leader of the old party. When he spoke, Zhao Tingzhi could not help but be cleared up even if he was angry.

Zhao Tingzhi subconsciously looked towards the direction of the imperial case, and saw that when he was sitting behind the imperial case, Zizheng looked at him with bright eyes, with cold chills in his eyes.

Even though he still felt that the emperor was young, if he angered the emperor on his birthday, he would definitely be a way to go into the cottage with a lantern and seek death.

Zhao Tingzhi took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and bowed to the emperor. "I am rude, please punish your majesty..."

"... Zhao Qing's family, since you think Mr. Wushan is cheating and deceiving me, then I wonder what you can do with Zhao Qing's family to prove that Mr. Wushan is delusional to deceive me?" Zhao Xu did not mention whether to punish me or not, but instead asked a question that Zhao Ting couldn't answer when he was in trouble.

Zhao Tingzhi glanced at his eyes and replied loudly. "Your Majesty, I think that Mr. Xu has already mentioned the difficulty of printing the Analects of Confucius before, which is enough to see this person speak nonsense."

"It seems that Zhao Qing's family doesn't believe it. I wonder how Mr. Wushan proves that you can print the "Analects of Confucius" without preparing the carved plate?" Zhao Xu nodded slightly at Wang Yang with a smile.

Well, the Emperor of Song Dynasty really wanted to take a look. If he was just from the perspective of an arbitrator, then what means would Mr. Wushan use to prove it, or to impress the civil and military officials in the court.

"Your Majesty, this matter is naturally not difficult." Wang Yang bowed to Zhao Xu and replied with a smile. "I don't know what Your Majesty wants to print and hand it over to Wang. If it is about the same number of words as the Analects of Confucius, you can offer it to Your Majesty in five days."

"Hmph! To put it nicely, how can you know if you have prepared the carving board long ago?" Zhao Tingzhi, who had not yet retreated, couldn't help but smile coldly.

"Enough!" Even though Zhao Xu kept reminding himself to maintain the majesty of the superior, he finally couldn't suppress his bad temper now. Why is Zhao Tingzhi so annoying? He always talks sarcastic about it here, rather than saying that he is criticizing Wang Yang, it is not that this guy is pointing a slander.

Zhao Xu slapped the imperial desk hard, stood up suddenly, his eyes were like a knife, and he looked at Zhao Tingzhi and shouted loudly. "Zhao Tingzhi, what do you mean?"

Now, the hall where I was whispering before suddenly became silent. Zhao Tingzhi couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, but when he saw Wang Yang beside him, he couldn't help but stutter. "Your Majesty, my words are a little ugly, but who can guarantee that this person won't do this?"

Zhao Xu's lungs almost made Zhao Tingzhi angry, but at this moment, after entering the hall, he always seemed very gentle and reasonable. Wang Dazi, who rarely spoke, cleared his throat at this time. "Please calm down. Since Lord Zhao has repeatedly questioned and accused Wang of deceiving the king, how about Wang want to ask His Majesty to do an arbitration?"

"Is it because Wang is greedy for fame and wants to deceive the emperor or the emperor, or is this Zhao Xuezheng from the Imperial College who is a scholar who cannot stand my face in the Song Dynasty, who is valued by His Majesty, and intends to charm the superiors and bully the subordinates and reject the differences..."

As soon as these words were spoken, a sound of gasping for breath came one after another. Even those Xu Daguanren who had a good impression of Wang Yang, Li Gefei and others couldn't help but take a breath.

Before, this kid seemed to be harmless, but now he was talking, Nima was so heartbroken. It seems that today, there is a situation between him, Wang Wushan and Zhao Xuezheng.

Zhao Tingzhi's eyes suddenly widened, but he also knew that the emperor, who had been angry with him, was still eyeing him. Now he could only suppress his anger, and his forehead almost burst.

Many old party officials were eager to jump out and argue with Wang Yang, but they all understood that when Zi was on the rise today, even if he had not taken power, the Empress Dowager was not here today, and this is the emperor's birthday party. Whoever dared to be sneered with the emperor was definitely looking for shit by himself.

"Um..." Zhao Xu looked at Wang Yang's open and calm look, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised. "Since sir is sure, I will be this arbitrator today."

"I will be on this hall today, at my birthday party, and see if it is Wang Wushan who is greedy for fame and wants to deceive the king or not, or do you Zhao Tingzhi dislike me who are virtuous and talented in the Song Dynasty, which is valued by me..."

As soon as this statement was made, several old ministers who were quite close to Zhao Tingzhi could no longer bear it and went out to persuade him.

But Zhao Xu was beaten up by all of them and he stepped back in disappointment.

When Zhao Tingzhi saw this scene, he knew very well that he had been baked on the fire. Even if he retreated at this time, could he still have a way out?

Isn't it like resigning that Wang Yang's attack on him is right? In the future, he will not have the shame to be in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty.

I am afraid that I can't even keep the position of learning the righteousness of the Imperial College, because learning the righteousness of the Imperial College not only requires rigorous academic research, but also bears the burden of recommending talents to the court.

But Wang Yang accused himself of being accused of Zhao of shame that the wise and talented people of the Song Dynasty were valued by His Majesty. How could such a person still serve as the official of the Imperial College?

So now, Zhao Tingzhi knew that he could only bite the bullet and even know that he could only bet on all his wealth. If not, how could he prove his innocence?

"I believe that I have a clear conscience. Since Your Majesty is willing to be the arbitrator, then, if I really lose, I will not dare to be a corpse and beg for bones. If this son is really greedy for fame and wants to deceive the king, I don't know what Your Majesty is going to deal with it?"

Zhao Xu looked at Zhao Tingzhi's eyes, who had made up his mind. "Oh? It's rare that Zhao Qing makes such a decisive decision. I wonder what Mr. Wushan is betting?"

"Since Zhao Xuezheng made the bet, how dare you ask Zhao Xuezheng what is the bet for Wang?" Wang Yang's smile on his face became even brighter.

It fell into Zhao Tingzhi's eyes, which was absolutely full of deep malice. Zhao Tingzhi laughed, but there was no smile at all. He stared at Wang Yang with a pair of dead fish eyes, and looked like he was desperate to lose, even the last gambler had already bet on the last tuck.
Chapter completed!