Wang Zuo's eloquence was so irritating that he was impressed.

It was almost time for him to start pressing Li Chaowen to the ground and rubbing.

The Hanlin people couldn't help but feel sympathy for Li Chaowen at this time.

A Taoist priest actually dared to come to debate with Wangbutang. Isn’t this seeking death?

If they had found a place to hide, they would not dare to see anyone.

Fortunately, Li Chaowen was very thick-skinned and turned a blind eye to everyone's sympathetic eyes.

In fact, it’s not that he is not afraid, but that he is very confident in his uncle.

Uncle Master has never said it well, without doubt.

So, he just sat down, letting Wang Zuo curse people without spitting dirty words, and changing various ways.

In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.

Li Chaowen is now incomplete, but it seems that he has become an unforgivable person.

Fang Jifan sat with his legs crossed.

People looked at Wang Zuo with admiration.

This is something that others cannot help but admire.

This is the first one. They saw with their own eyes that they dared to scold Fang Jifan and scold Fang Jifan.

And... this person is still alive and moving.

They really admired Wang Zuo from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Zuo didn't care what others thought of him. His voice was still roaring in the hall.

"The emperor is not unsaintly wise. In the past, he had a clear understanding of his style and opened up his own way of speaking. But now, he looked at what he had become. In the temple, all the jackals, tigers and leopards were all evil villains. The emperor was the emperor, and what was the saint? Confucius was a saint, was the emperor Confucius?"

"Li Chaowen, you are talking." He asked word by word.

Li Chaowen was silent and did not speak.

He couldn't speak, and based on his experience, he spoke by himself. Wang Zuo could say a hundred words and he was in charge of everything. So when Wang Zuo was chanting scriptures, he could ignore it himself.

"Duke of Qi, you are here too. Shouldn't you say something?"

Wang Zuo looked at Fang Jifan, his eyes scrutinized and questioned.

The Hanlin people admired each other again.

It’s amazing. Wang Zuo and Wang Butang’s courage is commendable and is a model of the Shilin. This kind of iron-for-strait is really admirable.

It’s nothing to scold the emperor.

After all, there are countless people who scolded the emperor in the Ming Dynasty. However, there are very few people who directly point to Fang Jifan's nose and scold him. Perhaps except for the emperor, there are still no one who scolds Fang Jifan so far.

This is because the emperor also wants to save face. The King of Hell is easy to mess with, and he scolds it even more.

But who is Fang Jifan? This guy beat you to death on the spot, but he couldn't tell if he had a brain disease.

Besides, with so many disciples, are you Wang Zuo not afraid of being beaten up on the road and being dragged to the City God Temple outside the city by a gangster? Are you afraid of just owing a little loan or suddenly having a fire at home?

Wang Zuo was already in a state of excitement. He stared at Fang Jifan with a stern look, full of righteousness.

"Is there nothing to say about Duke Qi?"

Fang Jifan took a leisurely sip of tea, held the teacup in his hand and played with it. While rubbing the smooth tea base, he said lightly to Wang Zuo.

"Say, what did you say, what did you say just now, I've called you to provoke you?"

Wang Zuo sneered: "Ha... Is the Duke of Qi still pretending to be deaf and dumb at this point? This is because of you. All of this is your command. Now you still want to stay out of the matter. Now, Li Chaowen doesn't say a word. Should Duke of Qi also sit here? Duke of Qi, there are thousands of eyes staring at him. How long are you going to pretend to be calm and leisurely?"

Fang Jifan looked at Wang Zuo deeply, but was not angry, but smiled slightly.

"What kind of person is Fang Jifan? You, Wang Zuoren, may not know anything about it, but anyone here doesn't know?"

Fang Jifan said, then looked around and looked at the Hanlin people.

"I am honest and never speak in my heart. I only have the people in my heart. I report to the country and the people. I take the world as my responsibility. Wangbutang, Wangbutang, if you don't believe it, let them all touch their hearts and say, has Fang Jiefan done anything wrong? Now you come from Nanjing and talk nonsense here, but... did our Fang Jiefan beat you to death? Is there any? This is enough to show that I am kind and innocent, and it is reasonable. Now, you are riding on my head and keep saying that our Fang Jiefan is a traitor and evil villain. Okay, do you really think I have no temper? Do you think I am easy to bully?"

Wang Zuo snorted coldly and looked at Fang Jifan with disdain.

"It's tolerant, it's unbearable." Fang Jifan suddenly stood up and threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

Bang!

All of a sudden, the audience was silent.

People looked at Fang Jifan with fear, their pupils contracted.

But Fang Jifan rolled up his sleeves.

"You want to discuss the truth with our Fang Jifan. I only ask you, what are you, and you are worthy of arguing with me. Where are you when my disciples traveled across mountains and rivers, crossed the oceans, encountered countless winds and waves, tortured by diseases, brought back countless gold and silver to the Ming Dynasty? My disciples pacified Jiaozhi, went deep into the desert, fought with the Tatars, and fought with the Ross people, and were born and died, and died for a lifetime. Where are you when my disciples went to Franji to eliminate my great troubles for my Ming Dynasty? Where are you when my disciples were in Jinzhou, Baoding, and made achievements?"

The repeated questions made Wang Zuo stunned.

Fang Jifan stared at Wang Zuo deeply and said coldly: "My disciple, go deep into the farmhouse and eat and sleep with them. Do you say that Fang Jifan is a villain, and you, a shameful person, actually relying on your mouth, claim to be a clear stream. Do you dare to be arrogant in front of our Fang Jifan?"

Wang Zuo was scolded by Fang Jifan as a shameful person, and his heart skipped a beat and his face suddenly turned red.

"What have you done for the people, what kind of good have you done, you have built a house for them, and cured them? What contributions have you made to the emperor? Have you stood up and blocked your sword when His Majesty was assassinated? Have you been on the horse and defended your country?"

Wang Zuo blushed and couldn't help but say, "You, you...I...I...hum, was it because this was done by the Duke of Qi?"

Fang Jifan said with a righteous spirit: "This is what my disciples do, I have been influenced and taught by me, what is the difference between me?"

What did Wang Zuo say sternly?

But I heard from outside, "The Emperor is here."

Arrived with a sound.

People in the hall, look at me, I look at you.

Why did the Emperor come at this time?

Fang Jifan stood up and prepared to take his men to pick him up.

But when he saw Emperor Hongzhi, he was walking in a dragon and tiger step, hurried in. He looked at Wang Zuo, who was full of righteous indignation, and then looked at Li Chaowen.

Emperor Hongzhi walked behind his hands and walked a few steps: "What's wrong? Why is it full of gunpowder? You are all my ministers. Why are you still making noise here?"

"Your Majesty..." Wang Zuo's eyes turned red again and he bowed to the ground: "My...My...My..."

"Why are you crying?" Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were stern and swept across Wang Zuo like a blade. His tone was calm and terrifying: "I have seen you cry a few times. Have I passed away? I'd better put away these tears. When I die, you will cry here."

This sentence is a bit mean and vicious.

This is clearly heading for Wang Zuo.

Wang Zuo's heart suddenly became cold.

Before coming, the emperor was not like this.

But in a blink of an eye... Could it be... Your Majesty is already angry?

The other Hanlin people were also disappointed.

In any case, although Wang Zuo and Wang Butang spoke too aggressively, they were all for the good of Your Majesty. He was devoted to His Majesty.

This time, the Duke of Qi colluded with Li Chaowen. The facts are clear. If Your Majesty could clearly see everything, why would he treat Wang Zuo like this?

Wang Zuo...he is a loyal minister.

Wang Zuo kowtowed: "After Your Majesty makes this statement, it can be seen that I have to be confused. I am not talented and cannot share your worries. I am still here to anger the saint. This is a crime of death. I beg Your Majesty to punish me. But... Your Majesty... I want a good word..."

"What a good word."

Emperor Hongzhi's face was calm, and his patience was at its limit.

Emperor Hongzhi sat down at the position where Fang Jifan had just sat, and then looked at Wang Zuo coldly and continued, "I have heard too many good words from me. Master Li said a lot to me. Your family is always by my side. What good words do you say? Are you thinking that I am confused?"

"This Taoist...is a liar!" Wang Zuo gritted his teeth and said sternly.

He took the initiative.

Death is dead.

Even if he died, he would die with villains such as Fang Jifan.

At least...it can also be left with the name of loyalty.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly showed a strange look on his face. He looked at Wang Zuo deeply: "Is that so? Zhenren Li is a liar? So, who should I believe in?"

"His Majesty……"

However, Emperor Hongzhi suddenly interrupted Wang Zuo's words meaningfully, and his tone was surprisingly calm: "I am here to tell you that the water of the Yellow River... is clear!"

“…”

Wang Zuo's face suddenly changed.

The water of the Yellow River... is clear.

The Yellow River is clear, the saint comes out...
To be continued...