Come out of the palace.

The capital, which has been away for a long time, is still bustling and lively.

After more than a year of Western Expedition, Fang Jifan could not find his way home even when he sat in a carriage.

Fortunately... he has a coachman, who is a strong man, so why is he very strong? Fang Jifan himself doesn't know.

Sitting in the carriage, passing through the glass window was a familiar and unfamiliar street scene.

Fang Jifan tried his best to relax and take a rare rest because he knew that when the carriage reached the finish line, there would be countless people...who wanted to visit him.

As Fang Jifan imagined, he reported that Fang Jifan was going to return to Beijing last night.

So... today... the court's departments took a leave of absence at once.

So when the minister who jumped to the duty today became unhappy when he saw this deserted ministry.

No wonder my career has been unsuccessful over the years.

It turns out that they are all in the same group.

The list of leave is dense.

From the radicals of the tribe, to the minister, to the chief minister, even the lowest level of politics, I realized that I didn’t pay attention to it on weekdays, I just had a few years of hard work, and the division was actually a disciple of Fang Jifan, or... the disciple of Fang Jifan, and what’s more... the disciple of the disciple of the disciple began to enter the temple.

Who do you learn from? Who do you learn from? The relationship between teachers and students is not revealed on weekdays. When you look at it today, your scalp is numb.

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Now... the Regent returned to Beijing.

The government and the country were shaking.

The Regent came out of the palace and went to the West Mountain.

The West Mountain is already crowded, and people stand solemnly and look forward to it.

This is my mentor, my master, and my master.

Without your own ancestors, you will not have yourself.

By the same token, without this great master, you will definitely not have your own.

To them, Fang Jifan was his spiritual father.

This is what it means to be a teacher.

As soon as the carriage arrived, no one was making noise, and even the crowds made their way out, and people silently gave up their teachers' tribute.

Fang Jifan landed on the ground and looked at everyone, feeling upset.

The worst thing about this disciple is like onychomycosis, which always infects two people. The real disciples are only six or seven, but which one of them is not unique? Fang Jifan can barely calculate how many disciples they have, but what about the disciples... Only God knows!

Fang Jifan looked at the vast crowd and sighed involuntarily.

This is not the life you want.

So he withdrew his gaze and quickly entered his own mansion.

Fortunately... the disciples and grandchildren were very qualified and did not rush into the mansion.

They only saluted silently, and then stared at Fang Jifan's tall back for a long time.

Occasionally... some people whisper in a low voice.

"The master does not like the excitement, so he will not speak. It is admirable for his master to do this. He wants to tell us that people must not be impetuous. No matter how they are, they must endure loneliness."

Someone thoughtfully and slowly understood Fang Jifan's words and deeds, and couldn't help but sigh: "The master is the master, and his sentiment is really something that makes people admire him. I'm afraid I will never reach the level of his."

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At this time, Zhu Houzhao, who was in the palace, was frowning and looking at the mountain of memorials, looking bitter and revengeful!

As soon as Fang Jifan left, he began to miss Lao Fang a little.

If he hadn't resigned, Zhu Houzhao would have wished to send all these memorials to Fang Jifan.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the cabinet. Why is it not enough to add personnel to the cabinet? After all, the final right to criticize the dividend is still in his hands.

In the world, only the emperor can hold the world and act arbitrarily.

Zhu Houzhao thought about it carefully.

However... the emperor could no longer deal with such complicated matters, but he was afraid that the diligent Emperor Taizu Gao would be able to reborn, and he would not be able to deal with the current affairs.

The only way is to send most of the power to criticize the people.

But... the point is here, how can the ministers be trustworthy?

If Wang Mang appears and Cao Cao appears, what should I do?

Zhu Houzhao frowned even deeper. He subconsciously thought that if he delegated power, he had to clarify which part of the power the emperor should seize and which part of the power that the cabinet could give...

The cabinet that has obtained the right to criticize the winner...or others should check and balance them so that they cannot make trouble.

Zhu Houzhao is actually very clear that he will solve this problem sooner or later!

Subconsciously...

He felt hungry and thirsty in his mouth, so he said, "Come."

"I'm here."

At this time, the person who tiptoed in was a little eunuch with a face.

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "Where is Liu's partner?"

"I just took my leave."

"Is it sick?"

"Eunuch Liu's grandfather has returned to Beijing, and he...he takes leave and visit him."

Zhu Houzhao breathed a sigh of relief.

It is better for a person to have filial piety.

Zhu Houzhao still felt something was wrong: "What about Zhou Dayong?"

"He's also taking leave."

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "I haven't heard that he is actually Lao Fang's grandson?"

"No..." the little eunuch said pitifully: "Eunuch Zhou... He... He is Eunuch Liu's godson, so... he... he is the great-grandson of His Highness Regent."

But this is still wrong! So Zhu Houzhao: "Chen Huang, Wu Xi, Jiang Daqian, they..."

He issued many names in succession.

The little eunuch opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand suddenly: "Forget it, you don't need to answer. I know what's going on. They must be either Lao Fang's great-grandson, or great-grandson, so..."

Zhu Houzhao stared at the little eunuch with a little more delicate look in her eyes: "What about you, why aren't you?"

This question.

The eunuch was about to burst into tears!

I feel like I have experienced the second insult when I was castrated!

He said with a bitter face, "I... I can't reach it. I'm stupid, I don't know anything, and I have a shallow qualification. They... They don't take me to play with me."

Zhu Houzhao breathed out, feeling amused and cried.

But then... he burst into laughter: "Interesting, interesting, no wonder Lao Fang was anxious to resign as soon as he came back. I was afraid that he would die at this time and would have wanted to hide! Alas, he thought too lightly. If I use him, I will not doubt him."

Then, he returned to his youth's posture, hummed and muttered.

Seeing that the little eunuch was still kneeling, he said, "Go and pour me a cup of tea, hurry up."

The little eunuch stood up clumsily and went to pour tea, trembling and busy.

This made Zhu Houzhao finally realize why no one in the palace took him to play with him? This person had some brain problems.

Zhu Houzhao ignored him and continued to hold his chin, falling into deep thought, thinking about the problem he hadn't thought about just now!

How to check and balance...what about those cabinet ministers who have won the award?

Just rely on the new army, or... factory guards?

No no no no...

Still something is inappropriate.

In the future... I'm afraid I need to ask Lao Fang.

Alas...Why is it Lao Fang again?

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Children in elementary school are always the simplest.

Yesterday, I had a day off for elementary school.
To be continued...