After talking about the Jinyiwei, Zuo Jinglun's heart was filled with excitement and the desolation in his heart surged up.

He originally planned to win over a military general like Qin Chengye to reduce the vassals, which was the right way for Wang Zuo to do so. But now he wanted to let His Majesty open a new factory guard, which was a flattering act.

The difference between this is his reputation as Zuo Jinglun's own life.

Civil and military officials and military officials are both rich and poor, and are famous in history; hawks, dogs and lackeys seized the property of wealth of aristocratic families for thousands of years.

Moreover, the dynasty for thousands of years has fallen even further, and generations of scholars have fought hard to fight, which has gradually formed a situation where the literati and officials in the Great Chu court and the emperor rule the world together. What he did tonight is equivalent to losing the integrity of the civil servants and becoming another traitor and treacherous among the civil servants who kneel under the imperial power.

After twenty years of hard study, forty years of official career, and a lifetime of fame has ended.

In order to achieve the so-called ambition to build a country, I finally got to this point.

well……

Emperor Yanguang was extremely proud.

With Zuo Jinglun's current status and status, how famous is he in the officialdom and scholars? Such a high-ranking scholar also supports his dictatorship in his holy heart.

This is like Wei Zheng surrendering to Emperor Taizong of Tang.

It can be seen that I am really a talented person~

Looking at Zuo Jinglun's bitter face, Emperor Yanguang held it in a while and couldn't help but smile.

After the imperial edict was copied, Emperor Yanguang was stamped with a seal and was filled with enthusiasm. He couldn't help but ask, "Zuo Aiqing has made more progress tonight. How did you figure out such a wonderful idea?"

A wonderful idea?

hehe.

Zuo Jinglun sighed in his heart again.

"Report to Your Majesty, you are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is in charge of the horse and is smiling and persuades the old minister."

Emperor Yanguang thought to himself: I know this.

I don't want to listen to this.

"Oh? How did that child persuade his beloved?"

Zuo Jinglun felt a trembling heart when he thought of Wang Xiao's words that persuaded him again.

His three-cord long beard trembled and he murmured, "The old minister dares not say it."

Emperor Yanguang said: "What are you afraid to say? How broad is my mind and demeanor?"

"He... gave Lao Chen an example."

"What's the analogy?"

Zuo Jinglun closed his eyes, but his heart was still in a state of turmoil.

In his mind, the handsome boy rushed up as he spoke, grabbed his collar and roared.

"Master! Open your eyes and see clearly. The Chu Dynasty, this people, this Majesty, this Majesty! It's like a young lady who has been drugged. If that doesn't happen, she will be burned to death. When this is a crisis, you civil servants are still worried about this, what ethics, what laws, what family precepts of ancestors? Well! You want your archway, I don't want it. I want to save the drugged woman. Take off her pants and put it on!"

"The crisis is like fire. You are afraid of being nailed to the pillar of shame. I am not afraid! I don't want to be a gentleman who has left his name in history. I want to use my hot and tough... hot blood, tough blades to split the mess and fuck him hard!"

“…”

Zuo Jinglun has no idea how long it took him to come to his senses...

At this moment, thinking about this, he couldn't help but shake his old body.

After going through ups and downs in this life, how many loves have these old eyes seen? I didn’t expect that in my twilight years, I could be scolded by a young man and be in awe of shame and anger.

"Zuo Aiqing."

"Zuo Aiqing."

Emperor Yanguang called out two more times.

Zuo Jinglun was stunned, turned around and saw His Majesty's curious dragon face.

"His Majesty."

"What is the analogy? Tell me..."

Through the numerous palace walls.

The little eunuch Wang Xian came out of Cining Palace with a lantern.

He planned to pass through the Yangxin Palace and bypass the Ganqing Gate. It is estimated that it will take a while before he can reach the Ganqing Palace.

The palace city is quiet and the night is dark.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from afar, scaring Wang Xian's lantern swaying, and the fire went out.

"Don't go!"

"Damn..."

"of……"

The echoes are distant, echoing between palace gates, adding a unique charm to this palace with golden tiles and red walls in the night.

Zuofu, study room.

The red glow on Zuo Mingjing's face did not fade for a long time.

Even Song Li, an old man who was over the age of the year, was a little embarrassed.

The elegant and handsome boy looked gentle and gentle. When he stood still, he also had a timeless posture of "the man on the street is like jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world". He could even say such a vulgar example as soon as he opened his mouth.

The huge contrast was like a sledgehammer that hit the minds of two elegant literati and an official in the house at that time.

But this metaphor is actually very vivid...

Before Zuo Jinglun could say anything, he quickly entered the palace, leaving only the lingering sounds all over the room.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Wang Xiao was calm and composed.

It was not easy to convince Zuo Jinglun.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he picked up the teacup and sucked it gracefully.

After a long silence, Song Li realized that he quickly opened the door and went out, and called a servant to instruct, "Go and call Lan'er over."

After a while, Song Lan'er ran over with her skirt.

"Father."

Seeing that Song Li looked unhappy, Song Lan'er thought that the incident of bullying Zuo Mingde had happened, and she was extremely worried.

"Dad, father, brother Mingde, he... he wants to go out to buy medicine..."

Song Li frowned, ignored these things, but whispered a few instructions to Song Lan'er.

Song Lan'er looked up at her father, a little surprised, but also a little lost.

"I know."

She had no choice but to go into the house and pull Zuo Mingjing, and whispered: "Sister Mingjing, come with me."

The two girls went around behind the screen and spoke.

"What did Wang Xiao say?" Song Lan'er pressed her voice and said, "My father asked me to tell you. Wang Xiao said such vulgar words. We are not allowed to meet him in the future, and we cannot have any kindness at all."

Zuo Mingjing came to her senses just now.

She stroked her hair and said, "You told Mr. Song that this is the meaning of the question. I understand."

After hearing this, Song Lan'er bulged her cheeks and looked unhappy.

"He still has a lot of games I haven't learned..."

Zuo Mingjing turned her head and saw the boy sitting there looking bored, looking a little silly.

But just now when he talked about major events in the world, he was clearly still heroic and handsome, with his talent and style, free and easy appearance. He could tell his grandfather in a hurry to come to the palace to meet the saint while talking and laughing.

The compassion that carries the world and the cruelty of life and death actually touched her a little.

If she hadn't known Wang Xiao before and only looked at him today, she would definitely admire this person.

But she actually saw him on the other side.

When I first met, I thought it was a noble young man, but when I was playing, I realized that he was also childish. Later, I saw his romantic and ferocious look. When encountering a plague in the suburbs of Beijing, he would also look panicked and helpless like a scared child, but in the end he still drove her carriage and rescued her...

Together these things, Zuo Mingjing could feel that he was a person, a "person" who was not only admired.

There are also times when people feel sad and pitiful, sometimes when people hate complaining, and sometimes when people feel speechless.

So, Qian Duoduo likes him...

Zuo Mingjing thought to himself that he is indeed worthy of Duoduo's liking.

But it is only worth Duoduo likes.

And this friendship between me and him is complete today.

The divorce period is only half a month. From now on, my youth, which is waiting for my name, will be gone...
To be continued...