Chapter 1837: Strange Lu Zhen

Brothers and sisters, if you have a monthly pass, throw two.

...

Except for Yang Rong who started to refute Zhu Quan, all the officials were watching a big show.

The grand drama of the monarch and his ministers teaming up to fight King Ning!

By the way, let them relive the obedient life when Emperor Wen was here!

"Xing Hebo has worked hard on this trip."

Fang Xing's face was tanned again, he cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the matter of Nanchang's vanguard this time made me feel that the guards in the south are lax and their supervision is not effective."

This matter has nothing to do with the Ministry of War, so Zhang Ben did not respond.

Zhu Zhanji said: "There are always people who think that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and they regard the army as their own slaves. Such people will never be soft when they find one and punish one severely!"

Then everyone dispersed, and after returning to the value room, Jin Youzi said: "Is Your Majesty going to attack the warriors? Or are you knocking the mountain to shake the tiger?"

Yang Rong is the first assistant, he will not express his opinion easily, and Huang Huai's health is not good, he is just trying to strengthen his spirit.

Yang Pu glanced at everyone and said: "Warriors... Your Majesty has also experienced battles many times back then. The loyalty of the warriors should not be lacking, but these people have no way out, and they can't find a place to conquer. Your Majesty has to beat them from time to time. Some..."

Yang Rong glanced at him, feeling a little apprehensive.

Yang Pu usually doesn't talk much, but after several observations by Yang Rong, he found that this person actually likes to speculate the most.

Try to figure out your colleagues, figure out the emperor, figure out the situation, and then make judgments and respond accordingly.

This is a formidable enemy!

Originally, Zhu Di's preferred first assistant was Yang Shiqi, but later because Yang Rong stood in the right line, he pulled out his teeth and seized the opportunity.

Now that Zhu Zhanji is in power, his political views are biased towards Zhu Di, so Yang Rong must be safe.

In order to shake Yang Rong's position, it is necessary to ensure that the situation in Daming declines, the emperor's determination to forge ahead will be slapped in the head, and then Yang Rong, the chief assistant, will be thrown out as a shield.

Just like the Song Dynasty, the reform was resisted and opposed, and it was difficult to continue.

Wang Anshi is the shield. Only when he leaves, can the king's prestige continue to be maintained.

So Yang Rong was observing the words and deeds of these colleagues, and then carefully figured it out.

Yang Shiqi is a kind person, and also the one who threatens Yang Rong the most. Jin Youzi was a little restless. Ever since Fang Xing intervened, he had been restless and acted as a shit-stirring stick, constantly stirring up the court situation.

Huang Huai has insufficient evidence, and his body cannot guarantee sufficient energy to serve as the chief assistant.

So……

Yang Rong said: "It is not for us to meddle in matters between civil and military affairs. We just need to follow His Majesty's orders."

While talking, he quickly glanced at Yang Pu, and saw a trace of surprise.

yes! Surprised...

Yang Rong sneered in his heart, he knew that Yang Pu's remarks just now were suspected of irritating Jin Youzi, as long as Jin Youzi made a fuss, he, the chief assistant, must suppress or persuade him, and he could not bring the conflict to the emperor.

Then... the relationship between the Chief Assistant and his colleagues will get worse and worse.

And then……

...

When Fang Xing left the palace, he went to the Taimiao to have a look.

The Taimiao was already smoldering, and the ritual officials were tossing about.

Fang Xing saw Lu Zhen, and Lu Zhen also saw him, so he came out, stood on the steps, put his hands in his sleeves, and asked, "Xing and Uncle are going home?"

Fang Xing nodded, staring at the thick pillars in the hall with greedy eyes.

These tall pillars are all made of golden nanmu!

Just support a golden nanmu that has been nothing for hundreds of years!

Fang Xing was salivating at these good timbers, but Lu Zhen said with a smile: "Xing and Bernan will be away for a few months, hurry up and go home for reunion."

How did this person become enthusiastic?

Fang Xing glanced at him suspiciously, then walked away with his hands clasped.

Lu Zhen watched him go away with a smile, then turned around and went in to continue the ceremony.

"Please salute..."

The ceremonial officer's voice is melodious, which will not 'disturb' the ancestors of the royal family, but also demonstrate the dignity of the royal family.

The gods were lined up one by one, Tai Changqing knelt down, offered incense, offered wine...bending down on the ground.

"Goodbye..."

"prosper……"

"Even..."

After a series of procedures, the ceremony official said: "After the ceremony..."

With a smile on his face, Lu Zhen bowed his hands to everyone, and then left alone.

"Master Lu, what happened today? Could it be that something good happened?"

"Well, in the past, he wouldn't smile at us, let alone give any hands."

At this time Tai Changqing came over, and these people immediately fell silent.

Tai Changqing looked at the sunshine outside with his hands behind his back, and murmured: "This man has gone to His Majesty to beg for an official for his son, several times!"

Well!

These officials and small officials all bowed their heads, and after Tai Changqing left, they went out in twos and threes.

"This man has such a thick skin! He actually begged for an official for his son."

...

Lu Zhen was in a good mood, and later went to inspect the places where the monks lived.

It seems that the Ministry of Rites doesn't care about money or official titles, and everything involved is closely related to the image of the country. In Daming, where etiquette and fame are valued, the official position of the Ministry of Rites is not bad.

Fan monks were raised in the capital, and they had nothing to do on weekdays. When they saw Lu Zhen coming, they set up a table of vegetarian food and invited him to eat.

During the banquet, Lu Zhen was in a good mood and toasted frequently.

When the sun was setting to the west, Lu Zhen saw that it was time to go down to the Yamen, so he got up, waved his hands, and left.

He staggered on his horse and walked home slowly.

Not far from the imperial city, he saw Fang Xing.

"I want a dog, a puppy. I want a general, I want a big knife... Finally, I want a fat man, look at the funny fat man..."

Fang Xing huddled together with those common people, shouting excitedly.

Lu Zhen was a little tipsy from drinking, so he squeezed past while drunk. Seeing that he was wearing an official uniform, the common people had to get out of the way.

Lu Zhen walked behind Fang Xing and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xing Hebo, are you a child at heart?"

Fang Xing turned around and saw that it was him, so he said casually, "Looking at the joyous people here, I bought it for the children to play with."

Lu Zhen hiccupped and said in a low voice, "Uncle Xinghe, the Japanese official invited you to drink."

The two have no friendship, no, it should be said that there is some hatred. So Fang Xing felt that this guy was getting more and more weird, so he responded casually, and then patted him on the shoulder vigorously to return the courtesy.

"Why……"

Lu Zhen's feet fluttered after drinking, and was slapped on the ground by Fang Xing's slap.

"I said you didn't want to blackmail me, did you?"

Lu Zhen couldn't get up on the ground several times, and the people around thought they were going to fight, so they immediately avoided and gave up a large open space.

"Master!" Lu Zhen's entourage exclaimed, and then they were about to come over to help Lu Zhen, but Lu Zhen refused. It's just that the other party stared angrily.

Lu Zhen smiled wryly and said: "I'm old, my bones are hard, Xing and Bo will help."

Fang Xing helped him up immediately, and said, "Master Lu, next time you must not make trouble with Ben Bo, be careful!"

Last time he kicked Lu Zhen into the house and raised him for a long time. He didn't believe that Lu Zhen would forget this grudge.

Lu Zhen got up and patted his buttocks, cupped his hands and said, "Let's go, Xing Hebo remember! Change the Japanese official to invite you to drink."

Fang Xing reluctantly complied, and then, taking advantage of the lack of people, he quickly asked the dough maker to make his three dough people.

...

When Lu Zhen arrived home, his son Lu Xiong hadn't come back yet. The old wife helped him change his clothes and casually asked about Lu Xiong's official position.

This was caused by Lu Zhen's boasting some time ago. While changing into his homely clothes, he said perfunctorily: "It's still early! Your Majesty has not been on the throne for long, so it's hard to speak now."

Then his old wife gave him hangover soup, he drank it in disgust, hiccupped, got up and went into the bedroom.

"I'm a little tired, don't make noise."

"knew."