Vol 2 Chapter 248: Who is loyal?

"Xu, Xu Yinluo?"
Wang Simu's eyes widened, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.
It was indeed the voice of the old brother, Xu Qi'an.
Mounting took a side look at the dog minion, and said in surprise, "Brother-in-law?"
Wang Simu is Erlang's little concubine.........Xu Qi'an smiled and said, "Miss Simu and Erlang are in love, and it will be a matter of time for lovers to become married."
Wang Simu took a sip, shy, angry and sweet. From Xu Yinluo's words, the Xu family was quite satisfied with her.
And her father never explicitly prevented her from interacting with Xu Erlang, and even took a tacit attitude. Otherwise, when she came back from Xu Mansion that day, his father would not specifically inquire about the situation of Xu Mansion.
Ah, isn't this a kiss? Mounting was happy immediately, and her peach blossom eyes were bent into crescent moons.
Xu Qian went straight to the subject and said, "Miss Simu, I want to see Wang Shoufu. By the way, I just came in and saw the next person packing things. Why is this?"
Wang Simu hesitated slightly and said in a low voice: "Father may have to resign!"
Resign? Xu Qi'an frowned. The first reaction was that after the death of Wei Gong, Emperor Yuan Jing cleared the court situation and balanced the party power, so Wang Shoufu was to be removed from office.
But in the past few days, Yuan Jing has been trying to discredit Wei Gong, and he should have no time for Wang Shoufu to make a conclusion for this battle.
Is it too early to resign at this time?
It is still Wang Shoufu who knows that his career will be exhausted, and simply resigns early, and he will have a good ending.
"Where is Xu Yinluo, what can I do with my father?" Wang Simu stared at him with soft eyes. .
"I'll see if you call Yinluo, let's call Big Brother." Xu Qi'an turned off the topic.
He came to Wang Shoufu for help.
Wang Simu had nothing to do with such a dull man, and said helplessly, "I will lead you over."
She made a please gesture.
Xu Qi'an and Lin'an followed behind her, walking through the corridor through the courtyard, towards the depths of the palace.
Wang Simu wore a light pink jacket, which was knee-length, and a long pleated skirt. When walking? The skirt and the skirt sway, soft and elegant.
Xu Qi'an examined it. This sister-in-law has a tall figure, excellent hip-waist-shoulder ratio, and good looks? In addition, she and Xu Erlang are a match made in heaven.
The only downside? Smart, strong personality, and noble status, such women are generally possessive.
It will be difficult for Jiro to accept a concubine in the future.
But it's okay, a good man? There should be a double for life.
Xu Qi'an agrees with this principle? He feels that he is such a good man.
Seeing that he was about to come to Wang Shoufu's study? Xu Qi'an suddenly said, "I'll go to the latrine."
Entering the latrine? Take out a page of Wang Qi technique paper? Burnt out? Two clear lights shot out from his eyes, and then slowly converged.
When he returned, Lin'an and Wang Simu were nowhere to be seen, and only one of them was waiting in place.
Seeing Xu Qi'an returning, the villain greeted him? Respectfully said:
"Miss asked me to wait here? Said she went to the Lin'an Hall to play in the boudoir? You can go in by yourself? She has notified the master."
The relationship is good, very good. Has Wang Simu, a sister-in-law, have made suggestions? I am not afraid of being bullied... Xu Qi'an nodded and walked to the study room and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Wang Zhenwen's mellow and gentle voice came from the study.
Xu Qi'an opened the door lightly. In the well-lit study room, it was spacious and elegant. After the big case of Huanghuali wood, Wang Shoufu sat quietly, his muddy and tired eyes, and his solemn and serious expression... .. All the details show that the old man's state is extremely poor.
"Listen to Miss Simu, Master Shoufu is going to resign?" Xu Qi'an smiled.
"Know that I can't hide from her!"
Wang Shoufu smiled helplessly: "Tomorrow will meet, I will beg the bones, according to the rules, he will symbolically retain a few times, and then allow me to return home."
"Do you want to resign yourself?"
Xu Qi'an stared at him.
Wang Shoufu nodded: "Yes."
The feedback given by Wangqishu is true and never lied. Master Shoufu, this is a torrential retreat... Xu Qi'an still asked:
"how so?"
The Wang Qi technique page was requested by the great scholar Zhang Shen after seeing the second uncle. No other spells were required. For a second rank of Taoism, it would not have any effect at all.
Dao Sect's fourth-rank golden pill can not invade all abilities, not to mention the second-rank.
As for Dean Zhao Shou, that Confucian magic book was his only inventory, which had already been consumed by Xu Qi'an and couldn't get anything else.
If you have to record, you can record the spells of the Confucian system, but the three-rank great Confucian's utterances, Xu Qi'an dare not use it. Using it may not kill the second-rank Joan, but it will definitely make him dead.
Hanging like him, after two trips to the gates of ghosts, there was a little bit of a shadow on Confucian bragging Dafa.
"If you are unable to change, it is better to resign." Wang Shoufu said lightly.
"It's just because of Wei Gong, I'm afraid it's more than that." Xu Qi'an frowned.
Wang Shoufu hesitated slightly and shook his head:
"There is a hidden secret in it, you don't need to know it, it is not good for you. The old man is already discouraged and does not want to stay in the DPRK for a long time. It is a pity that this ancestor will die in that faint... ."
Wang Shoufu shut up decisively.
Of course, his resignation was not just because of Wei Yuan's affairs. Today's sage is not a son of man. Today's supervisor is watching coldly. Although he is an extremely human minister, he is just a scholar. What can he do?
Duhu Naihe!
That being the case, the court does not wait.
It's just these secrets, Xu Qi'an, a small fourth-rank martial artist, doesn't need to know, knows too much, and suffers from it.
Wang Shoufu picked up the tea disheartenedly, took a sip of hot tea, and warmed his heart.
"Do you know that the food shortage was controlled by Yuan Jing?" Xu Qi'an tentatively asked.
"Ahem..."
Wang Shoufu choked in shock and coughed violently. The tea did not warm to the heart and his mouth was hot.
"you know too?"
Master Shoufu looked at him in shock.
"Here I want to ask Master Shoufu to help!"
Xu Qi'an focused on the eyes of Qi Shu, staring at him intently.
...........
It was not until dusk that Xu Qi'an left and Lin'an left the palace.
After sending the two away, Wang Simu walked straight to the study, and bright candlelight came out of the paper lattice door.
咚咚!
She raised her hand, and buckled her slender fingers twice.
"Come in!"
Wang Zhenwen's voice came.
Wang Simu opened the door and smelled the smell of burning paper. When he looked sideways, his father Wang Zhenwen was sitting at the round table with a stack of books on his lap, several paintings, and a few calligraphy. Throw it in the brazier at your feet.
"Father, what are you burning?"
Wang Simulian stepped up and moved closer.
"Burn something written by young and ignorant."
Wang Zhenwen lowered his head, staring at the flames swallowing the paper, his eyes also seemed to be jumping with flames.
"Father, I will help you."
Wang Simu sat down beside him, couldn't help but pick up a piece of calligraphy, unfolded it, and said in amazement:
"This, this is the poem that you wrote before. Your majesty still praises your poem to be amazing."
Wang Zhenwen's poems are very good. When he was young, he often mingled with poetry clubs. For most of his life, he also had a few very proud poems.
This is a poem written about loyalty to the emperor.
After being praised by Yuan Jing, Wang Zhenwen was very proud, and hung it on the wall for nearly thirty years.
"Burn it."
Wang Zhenwen snatched the poem from her daughter and threw it into the brazier. The flames rose instantly and swallowed the calligraphy that was older than Wang Simu.
Wang Simu was anxious, turned his head to look at his father, and was stunned.
Wang Zhenwen was in tears.
"father?"
Wang Simu trembled.
Ever since she was a child, she has never seen her father cry. For a while, she only felt that the sky had fallen.
Wang Zhenwen stared at the flames in the brazier and whispered: "Father and Wei Yuan have fought for most of their lives, winning or losing. For his character, Dad has nothing to blame. To be honest, I admire him!
"What Dad doesn't agree with is his philosophy of governing the world. He is too domineering and unsympathetic. The officialdom is not for one person, but for a group of people. Only by attracting a group of people can you suppress a group of people. Then how do you get people? When others listen to you, they have to feed them.
"Corrupt officials don't matter, they can do things. Only honest officials who talk empty-handed can harm the country and the people. There are too few officials who can do things and are upright. You can't count on these few officials to govern the country.
"Wei Yuan is such a rare phoenix. He can bear little greed, but he can't bear big greed. He can bear little evil, but can't bear big evil. A few years ago, he wanted to rectify the subordinates' morals, and I was pushed back. This isn't a nonsense. If you want to rectify the people below, you must first clean up the people above.
"But the people on it can't clean it, Sorry, do you know why?"
Wang Simu pursed his lips and tentatively said: "Your Majesty?"
Wang Zhenwen did not nod or shook his head, and sighed: "Now that Wei Yuan has died in battle, a man who has dedicated most of his life to Dafeng, but his Majesty is unwilling to give his name behind him, and is a little bit affectionate.
"But Dad burned these today, not because he was affectionate, but the most ruthless emperor's house. No matter how cruel it is to sit in that position, there will be no problem with people like Wei Yuan in the history books. There will be more in the past. .
"Father is sad that he can't do anything. More than 80,000 soldiers died for the great service, leaving more than 80,000 families of orphans and widows. Once the battle is determined to be defeated, the pension is halved... "
Wang Zhenwen stretched out his right hand, staring at the thick cocoon born out of holding a pen all the year round, exhausted:
"Holding a pen for decades, I can't even hold a knife. I can bear to see him ruining his ancestor's six hundred years of inheritance, but he is powerless. Normally, he has no military power in his hand. All the power is given by the emperor. Can be taken back at any time. Useless is a scholar, and useless is a scholar.
"Father has read the books of sages and sages all his life, and the whole story is loyal to the king, loyal to the king, and loyal to the king. Dad wants to ask Cheng Yasheng, who is loyal to his mother?"
Suddenly he got up, kicked the brazier away, and sparks suddenly exploded.
"What a loyal gentleman!"
.........
At Mao's time, the sky was bright and the Emperor Yuan Jing wore a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown with hanging pearls on his head.
He stood with his hands behind and looked at the towering star-gazing tower.
After a long time, he turned around and returned to the bedroom. The old was about to follow in, and the majestic and cold voice of Emperor Yuan Jing came from his ears:
"No need to follow."
The old then stopped.
After entering the palace, Emperor Yuan Jing walked on the smooth floor, lowered his head, step by step, as if measuring something.
After a dozen steps, he stopped, and Emperor Yuan Jing cut his wrist with his fingertips and blood was flowing.
Walk on the ground into a twisted, weird formation.
After the formation was formed, Emperor Yuan Jing took out a transparent bead from his arms, the size of a fist, and there was an eyeball in the bead with deep pupils, staring at Emperor Yuan Jing indifferently.
This is the jewel of the witch cult, sealing one eye of the witch god.
Contains a trace of power of the wizard god.
Emperor Yuan Jing loosened the bead, it didn't fall to the ground, it was suspended in the air, and sprinkled with translucent energy.
As soon as these energy fell, they were dyed bright red by the formation formed by Emperor Yuan Jing's blood.
Vaguely, Emperor Yuan Jing heard a painful dragon chant from the bottom of the ground. At the center of the formation, a golden light lit up, and immediately, a golden dragon head slowly emerged.
In the beads, the eyeball suddenly became much deeper, as if it turned into a whirlpool, producing a huge suction force.
Jinlong kept shaking his head, tried his best to resist the suction, and sent out waves of sorrowful dragons that only special people could hear.
"Until now, the dragon vein is unstable, but it's still a little bit, and it has to be shaken again. After finalizing Wei Yuan's affairs, he immediately announced it to the world and the capital.
"The verbal abuse and resentment of more than three million people in the capital, the panic of three million people about the defeat of the war, enough beads to draw out the spirit of the dragon vein. Wei Yuan, what evil posthumous name can you give you?"
Emperor Yuan Jing raised the corner of his mouth, and Huo Ran turned around and walked outside the palace.
...........
At the time of Mao, the sky did not dawn.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who had been spending the night, stretched their waists and walked towards the Yamen gate together.
At this point, it happened to be the time of point Mao. Gong and silver gongs kept coming in. Along the way, Song Tingfeng's eyes were strange.
Yesterday, he endured the humiliation under his crotch.
At any rate, he is also a talented person in the gods, but unfortunately his bones are too soft. No matter how high his cultivation base, he can't be a leader.
I used to see him acting as a fool, but I felt that it was not stable enough, but now it is totally unbearable.
Perceiving the gazes of his colleagues around him, Song Tingfeng's gaze darkened, and immediately showed a nonchalant smile, maintaining a daunting posture.
Zhu Guangxiao's eyes were sad.
Originally, he should also endure a humiliation under the hips, it was Song Tingfeng who deliberately played a pity and threw his face on the ground to let him escape Zhu Chengzhu's making things difficult.
Zhu Guangxiao knew his character, and would rather die than be humiliated by his hips.
He is about to get married at the end of the year, get married and start a business, and a good life awaits him in the future. Song Tingfeng didn't want to ruin the good life of his good brothers, so he tore off his dignity and threw it on the ground.
Seeing Song Tingfeng's pretentiously relaxed appearance, Zhu Guangxiao thought of Xu Qi'an again. He walked straightforwardly. After the news of Wei Gong's death returned to the capital, he was nowhere to be seen.
The Xu mansion went to the building to be empty.
In the future, you will either be incognito or wander around.
"If Ning Yan is here, I won't watch you get humiliated." Zhu Guangxiao gritted his teeth.
"Then die with me?"
Song Tingfeng rolled his eyes, and said in a bad mood: "After Wei Gong died, the capital can't accommodate him. If he leaves, I will drive him away. If he doesn't leave, I won't be a brother."
Zhu Guangxiao grinned: "Yes."
Song Tingfeng suddenly "pooh" and cursed: "I don't know the address, alas, I hope there will be a goodbye in this life."
As soon as he walked to the door, he ran into Zhu Chengzhu, who was wearing a silver gong and a saber at his waist.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao bowed their heads and walked quickly.
"stop!"
Zhu Chengzhu said abruptly, half-turning around, looking at the two of them, and asked: "Yamen, where are you two going?"
Damn it! Song Tingfeng cursed secretly, with a flattering smile on his face, nodding and bowing:
"Zhu Yin Gong, we two were on duty last night and are going back to rest."
Zhu Chengzhu said in surprise: "You were worth the night last night? Why didn't this silver gong know."
Zhu Guangxiao raised his eyebrows immediately.
The order to be on duty last night was given by Zhu Chengzhu. Li Yuchun entered the prison, and Zhu Chengzhu accepted them both "enthusiastically".
Obviously, Zhu Chengzhu was deliberately making things difficult for them at UU reading www.uukanshu.com.
"Yes, yes, we remembered it wrong." Song Tingfeng nodded repeatedly and bowed his knees: "Let's go back now, now go back."
Zhu Chengzhu originally wanted to take the opportunity to teach these two guys a lesson. Seeing that the surname Song was so humble, he shook his head and laughed.
He shouted at the two again, and said leisurely: "On duty tonight, I will trouble the two of you. Work hard. The two are friends with Dafeng's hero Xu Qi'an. They are both superb. Those who can do more."
This is not to let people rest, to make them exhausted?
Song Tingfeng clenched his fists several times, then loosened them, his face twitched slightly, but he dared not offend the other party, bowed and said: "Understand, understand."
He immediately turned around and took Zhu Guangxiao into the office.
Behind him, Zhu Chengzhu sneered and said: "Trash."
Around, people longing for Song Tingfeng's man to beat him once were disappointed, showing an expression of hatred for iron and steel.
They don't have the courage to burn the jade and stone, so they count on others to have it and use their sacrifices to satisfy their unwillingness.
At this moment, at the gate of the office, there was a "tsk tsk" sound: "What a great official authority, Zhu Yinluo."
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