Sima Guang looked at the document that was sent to him.

He looked at the words above and looked moved.

"Sima Gong, why are you so unwise?" The minister who came to deliver the document sighed: "Both palaces are furious now!"

Sima Guang turned a deaf ear. He just looked at the details in the document, his face full of joy.

The minister could only shake his head and sigh: "My father offended the Empress Dowager a few days ago and is no longer in Baoci Palace..."

"Otherwise, my father will definitely be able to make things right for you in today's situation..."

"Pity!"

Sima Guang didn't say anything. He stroked the words on the document and sighed for a long time: "You are a true saint!"

The eight-year-old young master's food and clothing are no better than those of an upper-middle-class family.

Moreover, he requested it on his own initiative without anyone supervising, persuading, or reminding him.

Incredible!

Such self-discipline and such serious demands on oneself!

This made Sima Guang full of motivation and fighting spirit.

Sima Guang raised his head and looked at the minister in front of him.

Zhang Xun, the adopted son of Zhang Maoze.

"Thank you Zhang Douzhi for me!" Sima Guang said to him.

"As for other things, there's no need to bother!"

"Over there at the two palaces, I will ask for forgiveness!"

Zhang Xun bowed his hands and said, "Sima Gong, take care!"

Although he was not on duty at Baoci Palace, he had heard about the wrath of the two palaces.

When his father Zhang Mao heard the news, he staggered and narrowly escaped falling to the ground.

Sima Guang was the red flag of the old party.

He was also the most determined minister to depose Wang Anshi and his evil ways.

It is Zhang Xun's father who has put in countless efforts for more than ten years.

He built momentum again and again, and praised him around the Empress Dowager again and again.

Now, all these efforts were wiped out overnight.

Sima Guang watched as Zhang Xun's back disappeared from his sight.

He lowered his head and continued to look at the expense details in his hand.

Do you want to ask him if he regrets it?

His answer is: no regrets!

Even a little proud!

Because...he saw hope in these details.

A simple, frugal, smart and benevolent young master is rising.

Even if he fails now, Sima Guang believes that he will succeed in the future.

not to mention……

Sima Guang looked in the direction of the capital hall.

Emperor Daxing appointed him as the young master’s guardian!

Unless he resolutely refuses, he will definitely have a place in the three provinces and two governments!

"Young Master, Young Master..." Sima Guang murmured to himself: "For you, I can endure any grievance!"

At this time, Fan Zuyu, who had been outside the door, walked in, came to Sima Guang, bowed his head and apologized: "Mr. Sima, it's all the juniors who have caused trouble for you!"

The contents of Sima Guang's book, especially the second half, made the two palaces furious.

Select mature palace maids, replace the items in the Funing Palace, select loyal ministers to accompany the emperor, and record his words and deeds.

These are all his suggestions.

Now, this responsibility and price is borne by Sima Gong, whom he admires most and is like his master and father.

"Please write to me to make it clear that those contents are the intentions of the juniors... and have nothing to do with me!"

Sima Guang smiled: "Chunfu..."

"No one will believe it. They will only laugh at me! Sima Jun is laughing at me for not taking any responsibility and actually passing the blame on the younger generation!"

"What's more!" Sima Guang helped Fan Zuyu up with emotion: "I am old and decrepit! I don't have much time left!"

I am clear about my own body.

Sima Guang knew that he was now extremely close to running out of gas.

The reason why he held on for a long breath was just because he still had something to do!

Put an end to Wang Anshi's evil methods!

Now, there is one more reason - to assist the young master and bring peace to the world!

But half of him was buried up to his neck in loess.

I'm afraid, it will only be a year or two.

Only Fan Zuyu, and only Fan Zuyu, can continue to live in this world for him with his unfinished career and ambition!

"So, Chunfu..."

"My ambitions and ambitions in life all depend on Chunfu!"

Sima Guang could now finally understand why Pang Zhuang Min Gong had to bear all the blame for him.

Old people will die eventually.

Only the next generation of young people can take over the mantle and continue to prosper.

Fan Zuyu had tears in his eyes and burst into tears of gratitude: "Mr. Sima..."

…

In Xuanpingfang, pine trees stand tall.

Among the pines and cypresses, official buildings are neatly arranged.

Even in midsummer, it's still cool here.

There are many crows' nests on the tops of cypress trees.

Censors wearing Xie Zhi uniforms were walking among these official houses.

The noisy crows of crows are not unpleasant to the ears of these censors, but are actually very pleasant!

At this moment, An Dun was listening to the noisy crows.

The brush he held in his hand was stained with ink.

Inspiration bursts inside the head.

Word after word, words began to jump under his pen.

Soon, accompanied by the crows outside the window, a eloquent piece of hundreds of words was written.

"Take it and surrender it to the Secretary immediately!" An Dun called an old official to him and gave the order directly.

"Wei!" The old official respectfully took the bullet, bowed and left.

An Dun stood at the window and looked at the courtyard of the censor's platform. Old officials in green clothes were pouring out of the official residences of each censor, holding envelopes of bullets in their hands!

What a feast!

For all censors, if they can be defeated this time, Sima Guang, who countless people since Xining have tried their best to defeat, has not been able to defeat him.

Then you will really make a name for yourself!

It also established its position!

For the censors at the Censorship Station, Sima Guang's aura, Sima Guang's status, Sima Guang's prestige...these things that outsiders fear are their most exciting motivation!

Elder? Important minister? Red banner of the old party?

Those who are beaten are the elders, those who are impeached are important ministers, and those who are impeached are Chiqi!

What's more...

An Dun looked in the direction of the capital hall.

The newly appointed ruler Lu Gongzhu recommended five ministers as censors.

By now, those people should have received appointments from the court.
To be continued...