Chapter 2519: 2 Sons

"The lower official is guilty! The lower official is guilty!"

There was nothing impassioned at the moment, even in Jian Yi's impression, Tang Song was a majestic and heroic person.

But at this moment, all the grandeur and heroism were gone, and all that was left was begging for mercy.

However, Guo Jing walked up to Jian Yi as if she had been granted amnesty, and whispered: "Sir, fortunately, the Jin Yiwei are only here to arrest Tang Song. If they use this as an excuse, the official department will be in chaos."

His relieved tone made Jian Yi shake his head slightly.

But Jian Yi didn't want to speak. He just looked down at the patch of moss in the corner.

The moss is tender green, which is newly grown.

Jian Yi touched his hair and said, "I'm old."

Then he went into the official department with his hands behind his back without expressing his position.

Guo Jing was a little puzzled, so he said to the officials: "Tang Song was involved in the case. This is a shame to all the officials. From now on, you must act impartially and take Tang Song as a warning!"

When Jian Yi, who had walked more than ten steps, heard this, his back suddenly bent. Looking from behind, he looked like he had aged a few years.

"The officials... are not domestic slaves..."

…

This was the only person Dongchang and Jinyiwei captured in the capital, and then the messengers from the two families rushed out of the capital at the same time.

Fang Xing is writing a letter.

He was writing to Wang Sang, asking Wang Sang to write an article on the matter.

He can also write this kind of article, and he can even write it three points more thoughtfully than Wang Shang.

But he couldn't destroy Zhu Zhanji's layout.

This is a long war, this is what he said to Zhu Zhanji back then.

Now Zhu Zhanji has provoked a war, but he certainly does not have the confidence to win.

Therefore, Fang Xing had to suppress his murderous intention temporarily.

After giving the written letter to the servant, Fang Xing went to find Xie Jin.

"Most of those people will be exiled and the commander will be disabled. I will make them regret it for the rest of their lives!"

Xie Jin felt the murderous intention he was suppressing, so he nodded and said, "Okay, that's right."

"You have to be more open-minded. After this incident, the reputation of Confucianism has dropped a bit, and His Majesty took the opportunity to recruit some scientific disciples, so no one can say anything."

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows and said: "Compensation! For example, Ma Su, he has been practicing in many places for a long time, and it is time for him to be promoted."

"Li Ermao is not bad. He has been in James's house for a long time. The two of them are benchmarks. Once established, they will have a considerable impact on the general trend."

Fang Xing said dullly: "I originally wanted to accumulate it step by step from below, so that I have a solid foundation. But this time they broke some rules and made a bad start."

Jie Jin nodded and said: "Are you going to retaliate with retaliation? I know you are holding back your anger. If you want to retaliate with retaliation, those who wanted to attack you in the first place will be ready targets."

Fang Xing remained silent.

Xie Jin said earnestly: "Do you want science to take this opportunity to develop again, or do you want to settle a grudge?"

Fang Xing said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Xie, for enlightening me."

Xie Jin said happily: "It's good for you to know many things. In the long years, you have plenty of time to think about it and fight back."

Back at home, Wuyou was begging Zhang Shuhui to send someone to pick up Zhuzhu.

Seeing that Fang Xing woke up, Wuyou cheered, rushed over, pulled Fang Xing's sleeves, raised his head and said, "Dad, Zhuzhu hasn't been here for more than a year."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Okay, go and beg your mother."

Wuyou rushed to Zhang Shuhui again. Xiaobai came over to change Fang Xing's clothes and said, "Master, Ping An is always mumbling today. Someone just said that he asked for leave in the academy."

Fang Xing frowned and said, "That brat... Eh! Tudou is off from bathing today."

Xiaobai didn't worry about anything at all: "Master, did Ping An go to pick up the potatoes?"

Fang Xing thought it was impossible. Ping An would never do anything that showed his emotions.

"Don't worry, Ping An's skills are pretty good too."

Fang Xing felt that he had no control over his two sons when they got older. The eldest son still had one year left in martial arts, and the second son had been wilted since he was a child. As long as he punished them, others would not want to trick him.

…

In the Palace of Qianqing,

Zhu Zhanji looked at the paper in his hand and said amusedly: "Is he still outside the palace?"

Yu Jia nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the paper again and said, "The writing is so-so, but the filial piety is commendable."

He thought for a while and said, "Just say I know."

After a while, a eunuch arrived outside the palace.

"His Majesty said he understood."

Ping An was startled, then he walked over with a smile, his hands retracted in his cuffs and moved, and a few treasure bills were in his hands.

The eunuch smiled bitterly and said, "It's just a message. Uncle, don't harm our family. If Uncle Xinghe finds out, our family won't be able to bear it."

Ping An held the eunuch's hand with a smile and said, "I just learned this, thank you for your hard work."

He let go of his hand, and the eunuch felt the few treasure notes in his sleeves, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Young uncle, you are so polite. Uncle Xinghe is kind and never gives us a bad look, so it's not hard to spread the word to our family." "

Ping An held up his hand and thanked him again, and the eunuch whispered: "Your Majesty read your memorial... letter and is in a good mood."

…

"Alin, you...are your family really going to marry you?"

Feng Lin has grown a lot taller and has lost some flesh on his cheeks, but he still looks a little childish.

"Well, it's very annoying. My father and mother talked about several people, but I don't know."

Feng Lin's eyebrows furrowed, feeling a little melancholy.

She tilted her head and looked at Tudou. Seeing that he was also a little melancholy, she asked, "Don't you want to study?"

Tudou looked at her sideways and said, "My father is back and I have to rest for three days."

As soon as Feng Lin heard this, he urged: "Then what are you doing here? Go back quickly, I'm going to buy groceries too."

Tudou said with a sad face: "I'm afraid of being tested when I go home."

Feng Lin said sympathetically: "Don't be afraid, my brother always holds his head high and can get through it."

Tudou looked at her shrinking bun face and said, "Okay, I'll come back to you when I get back and get you some dragon meat jerky."

Feng Lin shook his head and said: "No, that is a rare thing. Don't be brave, or I will never pay attention to you again."

Tudou responded, and then watched Feng Lin go to the left again at the street intersection.

Then a man on the right rushed over and punched him in the head.

Tudou had noticed him a long time ago and didn't panic when he saw him coming. He just tilted his head slightly, then held his right wrist with his right hand and kicked the man with his left foot, causing the man to fall to the ground.

The man fell to the ground and tried to get up. Tudou stamped on his shoulder and walked to the right.

Yang Jinqiang stood there calmly. He had never thought that Tudou had any skills. He was probably just a weak scholar.

But Tudou just struck down the man with lightning speed. Not to mention that he was shocked, the passers-by were all cheering loudly.

"What do you want to do?"

he asked coldly.

Tudou strode over and said with a smile: "I want to hit you!"

As he spoke, he punched away.

Boom!

How does it feel to get punched in the nose?

First there was sharp pain, and then there was still sharp pain.

Yang Jin screamed, covered his nose and jumped up.

The pain is unbearable!

Tudou said: "Don't let me see you again."

Yang Jin jumped in pain, knowing that his ambition was shameful, so he just shouted vaguely: "Okay, great! If you can, don't leave!"

Tudou felt that he had made a mistake in withdrawing his strength. He should have punched Yang Jin until blood spurted from his face.

"Your sister is also domineering in the Feng family, and Feng Xiang can't bear it anymore."

Yang Jin cursed: "You damn..."

Boom!

Even though Yang Jin covered his nose, the power of the punch was transmitted through his palm, and he immediately felt a stream of heat gushing out.