Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8442 Mystery
Beijing.

In a separate courtyard.

Feng Yueheng was wearing moon-white clothes, and was sitting on the reclining chair.

The sun shone lazily on his body.

He squinted his eyes and said slowly: "Zi Chu, is the attitude over there clear?"

"Father, Mr. Jiang Ge means that this time, we shouldn't come forward, it's better to stay out of it."

Sitting not far from him was a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he was not very old, he was dressed in white clothes like Feng Yueheng, with a calm and calm expression.

He is Feng Yueheng's eldest son, Feng Zichu.

From Feng Yueheng's point of view, the four great sons of the capital are all hypocrisy, and no one can compare to his own son.

"Staying out of the way, it is good to say, but the idea is very good, but whether it can be realized is still open to discussion."

Feng Yueheng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Discussion? Father, what do you mean?" Feng Zichu asked.

"We are all members of Tanglin Academy. On the surface, we no longer form cliques for personal gain, but the people below will still regard us as one."

"If you don't respond or ignore it, it means betrayal. If the fish leaves the water, it will suffocate. If we completely offend the people below, who will charge for me in the future? We will no longer be available."

Feng Yueheng analyzed the reasons bit by bit.

Feng Zichu's comprehension ability was beyond ordinary people, and he immediately understood Feng Yueheng's dilemma.

"It's not that my father didn't show up. My father is really sick, and he's very sick."

Feng Zichu said suddenly.

"That's right, my father is sick, very sick."

Feng Yueheng nodded with a smile.

This son is getting more and more clever, but on the contrary, the other son, Feng Ziyuan, is getting worse and worse.

Fortunately, he sent Feng Ziyuan to the academy early.

In the academy, there will naturally be masters teaching them, so he doesn't need to take action.

……

News of Feng Yueheng and Jiang Wanliu's illness spread quickly.

Disciples from their sect came to visit one after another, and some wealthy businessmen, nobles and so on who had good relations with each other also came to visit.

Even the emperor called the imperial doctor in the palace and gave them various supplements to take care of their bodies. This is really a great grace of the emperor.

Those who visited found that Feng Yueheng and Jiang Wanliu, the two elders of the pavilion, were both seriously ill, and they were not pretending to be ill.

That being the case, they have nothing to say.

However, Feng Yueheng and Jiang Wanliu did not pay the price at all.

They were ill, so the power as elders of the cabinet could only be put aside temporarily, and then, the entire cabinet became almost Zhang Tingyu's monopoly.

Liu Yu would not fight against him, other than that, no one could restrain him anymore.

As a result, Wang Yang, the censor, was appointed as the imperial envoy and went to Linze City to see it in person.

Wang Yang also received a receipt from Emperor Qi Xingyun.

Qi Xingyun scolded him for not being able to figure out what happened in the future, and he was not allowed to talk nonsense.

Rumors also need to be based on facts, and cannot come out of thin air.

But Wang Yang is not afraid of this.

From the moment he planned to write the memorial, he considered all the subsequent situations, and even considered the emperor using his privileges to execute him.

In that way, he will be famous forever.

This is an honor for literati.

"The emperor wants me to go and see, then go."

Wang Yang sat on the first seat, glanced at the dozen or so speakers at the bottom, and said calmly.

But the rest of the officials were not as calm as Wang Yang.

They are all memorials to follow the trend, they are drawing a name, and they think that the law does not blame the public, but they never thought that they would be dealt with like this.

According to past experience, if the emperor is dissatisfied, he usually just stays with him, or sends someone over to reprimand him, and the matter is over.

"Aren't you going to ask someone to intercede? Let Master Zhang intercede for us."

A speech official said.

"Pleading? This transfer order was issued by the cabinet and the emperor together. It has been stamped with the great seal, and it has already taken effect."

"Do you think the affairs of the court are child's play?"

Wang Yang's voice gradually became sharper.

Not much speculation.

Since they couldn't talk to Wang Yang, they could barely talk to Wang Yang patiently, and then they left the palace together.

"Hey, I'm so stupid, why did I follow Mr. Wang to the memorial?"

"That's right, his lord Wang has no son, and his wife has passed away for many years, so he is a widow. What is there to be afraid of? We are different. As for the whole family, if the emperor is angry, I will be dismissed from office." OK."

"The two pavilion elders are also unreliable. Their illness is really just in time."

"Keep your voice down, if someone overhears you, it will be terrible, this elder, can you slander casually? We should be more cautious in our words and deeds."

A group of officials left dejectedly.

In the past, they were headed by elders and adults, but now, the big men have shrunk, and they have no other way out.

"It can only be followed and implemented."

They had already made up their minds, when they went to Linze City, they would see less and do less, and just give Chu Xiquan and Luo Xingchen a good evaluation.

Flower sedan chairs carry people.

Thinking about it, they were too embarrassed to treat him too much, so that they could have a job with the emperor.

……

"Haha, I won again."

Feng Meiyu stretched out her arms, and gathered all the chips in front of her into her arms.

He laughed so hard that his mouth was watering.

Suddenly, the back of his head hurt.

Can't help shouting: "Who? Who attacked this young master?"

There was a roar of laughter in my ears.

He woke up immediately.

In front of him, Mrs. Xu Guanghui, with a dark face like the bottom of a pot, was holding a ruler, waiting for him.

"gentlemen……"

"Stand up and reach out your hand." Xu Guanghui shouted.

Feng Meiyu had no choice but to stretch out her hand.

"Crack...crack..."

Xu Guanghui let him go after being hit hard.

But then, he couldn't sit still, so he could only stand and listen to the class.

He waited until the get out of class was over before he let out a long breath.

Thinking of this period of college life, tears filled my eyes.

When is the head?
When will Mr. Luo come back?

When he was in a daze, senior brother Ren Qingyuan was helping him pack the books and papers.

"Brother, when will Senior Brother Luo come back?"

Feng Meiyu asked.

If Luo Xingchen was here, he would definitely be much better off, and wouldn't be targeted like this.

"Junior brother, he went to the north to do business. I don't know when he will come back."

Ren Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"It would be great if he could come back sooner." Feng Meiyu sighed.

"Yes, I also look forward to his return."

Ren Qingyuan nodded.

He has a lot of mysteries that are difficult to solve recently, and this mystery comes from his mother, Qu Yaxiang.

For some reason, my mother suddenly had a sum of money...

(End of this chapter)