"As a result, Gao Huzi was brought into the ditch by your father-in-law's letter. Not only did he temporarily put the attack on Feng Bao, but he also had to hold you and your father-in-law to avoid making too many enemies, so as to concentrate his strength and eliminate the 'Xu-Zhao' alliance first."

In the Zhao family's house in Zhao's Hutong, Zhao Liben was smoking the cigar curled from Tanmei's thighs while reviewing Zhang Juzheng's full set of actions for his grandson.

"At this point, all your father-in-law's actions since March 12 have come to an end. It can be said that all his previous arrangements... whether they personally came to the scene to clarify their plans, betray Feng Bao, or fooled others three books, they were all laying the groundwork for this post. The tall beard seemed to be easily led by a letter, but before that, they had been beaten by your father-in-law's combination of punches and were confused!"

After saying that, he shook his thick and long cigar and said, "The tall beard has so many powers and unparalleled holy relatives, but is played with by your father-in-law in his palm. This only means that his level is too bad. I think he is definitely not your father-in-law's opponent!"

Zhao Hao supported his chin and carefully recalled every step his grandfather said, looking as if he was sincerely taught.

"Good grandson, just ask if you don't understand anything." Zhao Liben knocked off the ashes and said with a smile.

"The first question is that my grandfather just returned to Beijing the day before yesterday. How could he know so clearly?" Mr. Zhao raised his hand and asked.

"This is a good question, but you don't need to know the answer." Zhao Liben squirted a cigarette and said in his face: "The next question."

"Ahem..." Zhao Hao slapped Bai Yan away. In fact, if his grandfather didn't say it, he knew that in the face of Gao Gong's aggressive offensive since last year, he could keep his troops still, but others might not be able to calm down.

For example, grandpa and father-in-law.

Before the wedding last year, when the old man went to Beijing in advance, 80% of the time he took the opportunity to discuss the marriage with Mr. Zhang to conspire with his idol. That is why the old man knew his father-in-law's actions and came to Beijing to take charge at critical moments, so as not to be too young, not cooperate well with his father-in-law, or be used as a gun by his father-in-law...

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Zhao asked again: "Okay, does the 'Xu-Zhao' alliance exist?"

"Depending on the need." Zhao Liben walked to the window with a cigar in his arms, and said to himself: "If he believes, it does not exist. If he does not believe in evil, it is not difficult to exist."

After a pause, the old man said domineeringly: "Besides, who said 'that Zhao' is not 'this Zhao'?!"

Mr. Zhao suddenly remembered the famous saying, "I feel like I am the king of the world, so go and enjoy a cigar." The image of the old man is really in line with this sentence. If you comb your back and your chin is wider and you will have a more indifferent taste.

Unfortunately, the old man is bald and he can only hold a man in his arms...

"The last question," Zhao Hao continued to ask: "What if Gaoge Lao soon discovered that it was his father-in-law who was involved in the trouble?"

"I won't find it." Zhao Liben shook his head and said, "Wang Wenhui's family is poor. Since he entered the prefecture school, I have been sponsoring him to be a Jinshi. He is completely trustworthy. As for Liu Fenyong, he is from the Taizhou School. The Taizhou School has a madman and a fool, but he will not be a soft girl. The only thing he is worried about is Cao Datang, but his family has been "protected" by the East Factory. I don't dare to talk nonsense."

"Why do you have to say it in person?" Zhao Hao asked Youyouyou: "Will the father-in-law fake the imperial edict be sent? Will others not fabricate their confessions to induce the old man?"

"Oh?" Zhao Liben froze. This was something he had never expected when he made a plan with Zhang Juzheng last year.

Yes, since Lao Gao is just a fool who is easy to cheat in their eyes. Isn’t it different in the eyes of those people around him?

"If Han Ji and those guys say bad things about your father-in-law, Gao Beizi will probably not be able to believe it." Zhao Liben explained with a cough twice.

"What if there is someone who is more trustworthy than Han Ji? For example, Yang Bo." Zhao Hao asked: "I'm not quarreling, but I just think that if I plan, I must consider the worst situation."

"Then... I'm afraid it's going to be troublesome." Zhao Liben saw sweat on his forehead and argued stubbornly: "But Yang Bo has a good relationship with Mr. Zhang and me, so he probably won't talk too much."

"That's different. Gaoge Lao is almost alone. The benefits brought by cooperation with him are far greater than the benefits of cooperation with his father-in-law." Zhao Hao shook his head slowly and said, "Yang Bo is extremely smart and has always made plans, so he has to be careful."

"Well..." Zhao Liben was finally convinced, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "What you said makes sense. Hurry up and go to Dashamao Hutong to remind your father-in-law and let him think of a solution in advance."

"Okay." Zhao Hao nodded and responded.

Because of the great prophecy, his vigilance and hostility towards the Shanxi Gang are far superior to that of the old man and his father-in-law. If he does not take this opportunity to completely disrupt the relationship between the two parties, it is difficult to guarantee that his father-in-law, who is good at jumping horizontally and does not look at the moral integrity, will make peace with the jealous party again.

In addition, this time, Mr. Zhao has already dealt with Zhang Siwei three times. He is really annoyed and tired, so he doesn't want to deal with it again.

At the Sanjin Guild Hall, it is time to eat noodles that you like.

Today, the lineup of the Noodle Eating Group is very large. Almost all Shanxi officials in Beijing have arrived. Even Han Ji doesn’t avoid suspicion and squats in the yard and eats noodles.

Seeing that a braided garlic was taken out, it was stripped of all its essence in a blink of an eye. Yang Bo cursed with some distress: "I don't know how to leave two ends for me."

"Mr. Po, there is still something else." Han Ji quickly handed the garlic he had peeled to Yang Bo, and took advantage of the situation to move it to him and squatted.

"This is almost the same. Uh, I told you that if you eat noodles, you can eat garlic, and the aroma is half less. If you don't add vinegar to noodles, it's like eating a rag." Yang Bo satisfies his garlic and started eating noodles.

After he finished eating the noodles, he threw the big porcelain bowl into the big wooden bucket, wiped his mouth randomly, and said to a row of fellow villagers who were squatting under the eaves of the wall: "The one who just ate the cut noodles stood up."

Nearly half of Shanxi officials stood up in a flash. It can be seen that the cutter noodles are the most popular.

"You go back and try to keep Gao Xiangye, go and go." Yang Bo waved his hand, and the knife-cut noodles responded and dispersed.

"The person who just ate ramen stood up." Yang Bo said again.

Half of the remaining half stood up.

"You follow Shu'an Gong, and you will do whatever he asks you to do." Yang Bo waved his hand again.

The quarter responded and followed Wang Guoguang.

Then Yang Bo ordered the rest of the people, "Don't do it when you go back, just sleep."

"Yes." The rest of the people were happy and agreed. They earned a bowl of noodles in vain.

Soon, only Yang Bo, Han Ji and Wang Jiaping were left in the yard.

"Botong, this is enough for you to get a friend to Gaoge?" Yang Bo looked at Han Ji with a smile. This kid came today to attract people to stand for Gao Gong, otherwise he would not have had such a big fight.

Han Ji knew that Yang Bo was a little unhappy because it did not conform to his strategy of "making a fortune in silence" for the Shanxi Gang.

"Uncle Hai Han, originally said that each yamen had a public book. However, the situation of the master and prime minister was a bit critical, so he had to make a big noise to shock the little ones." He hurriedly explained: "Besides, we can't watch the fire from the other side of the river. In Cao Daye's bulletin, he could mention Ziwei by name and bribe the master and prime minister for eight hundred gold to ask for resurrection."

"Haha, eight hundred golds, who is cold?" Yang Bo snorted, and he became very angry when he mentioned this. Because the situation in Beijing has reached a critical moment, and this kind of urgency that will change at any time, how could Zhang Siwei, as the leader of the jealous party, not be in the capital?

So Yang Bo ignored the fact that he had just been impeached at the end of last year and personally found Gao Gong and requested to rescind Zhang Siwei again.

Unexpectedly, Ziwei was impeached again just after leaving Shanxi, so he had to go home for the third time. Yang Bo was really worried that this young master, who was not very tough, could withstand these consecutive blows.

"Brother Bo Tong, you seem to be mentioned in the chapter." Wang Jiaping, the future of the Jin Party, is asked to stay out of the matter at this stage, so he is still in a joking mood.

"That's my honor!" Han Ji raised his head and said, "It's not embarrassing to live and die with his master!"

He is jealous, but he is also a high-ranking party. He is sincere to all sides, not the general sense of Erwuzi.

"Okay, you don't have to beat around the bush. I know what you mean." Yang Bo said lightly: "Didn't you just want me to come forward and wake up Yuan Weng. The so-called 'master behind the scenes Zhao Dazhou' is probably the smoke bomb released by Zhang Jiangling?"

"Nothing can be hidden from my uncle." Han Ji smiled embarrassedly: "The master asked Jingren to be filled with a ecstasy soup. When the little nephew said that Jingren was not, he didn't like to listen."

"I can't come forward." But Yang Bo said slowly.

"Ah?" Han Ji stared at the dog and said in a daze: "Why, uncle?"

"What?" Yang Bo said coldly: "If I come forward directly, will there be room for Xianggong Zhang?"

"What else do you need? This will kill the Jing people directly!" Han Ji said gritting his teeth.

"You can think so, but I can't just place bets on one side, otherwise if I make the wrong choice, I will lose all of them." Yang Bo was unmoved. In fact, he watched coldly for a while and was no longer as optimistic as before.

"Uncle, you can't stand by death and refuse to save him!" Han Ji knelt down to Yang Bo. His relationship with Gao Gong's teacher-student was not plastic.

"At most, you can remind him in my name." Yang Bo had no choice but to give in and remind Han Ji: "In addition, aren't Yuan Fu's men crowing and robbing? Let them take action! Hasn't Cao Daye not transferred out yet?"

Han Ji's eyes lit up. Why did he forget the hero Shao?!

"Uncle, my nephew will sue first!" He immediately jumped up from the ground and ran away.

"I haven't made any progress." Yang Bo shook his head with some dissatisfaction and said to Wang Jiaping: "Brother Zhong, how is your relationship with Zhao Zhuangyuan?"

"It's not bad." Wang Jiaping hurriedly replied: "He was the leader of this subject in our second year of Longqing."

"I wrote more letters to Wen Nuan recently, and I will try to get the relationship to the next level." Yang Bo said regretfully and sighed: "Oh, it's a pity that your daughter is still young..."

"Yes, it's a little small..." Wang Jiaping was sweating. Their daughters are only eight years old...

PS. Let me discuss with everyone. This chapter is all tonight. Let Your Majesty live one more day... Well, in fact, I am out of shape, and I feel very unwilling to write and want to watch a ball.
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