Zhou Zheng had already learned from Li Hengbing about going to court tomorrow, but he didn't expect his efficiency to be so fast.

Zhou Zheng waved Yao Tongshun back with a normal expression, sat on a chair, studying the impeachment memorials of Li Hengbing and others.

The impeachment memorials of Li Hengbing and others are relatively reasonable and well-founded. They are either Zhou Zheng’s own flaws in entering the officialdom and running a low-key business, or the case thousands of miles away.

The memorials of Li Hengbing and others did not say that he "has arrogant words to invite fame" or the like, nor did he say that he was rude in state affairs and was arrogant.

Zhou Zheng nodded secretly. Li Hengbing had not yet made any special decisions, and he still abides by the rules in everything, never maliciously framed or framed them arbitrarily.

Zhou Zhengzai studied it carefully, looked from beginning to end, over and over again, trying to find the flaws from it.

But even though Li Hengbing was angry, he still did not out of style and did not lose his mind. There were no flaws in the book.

"It seems that we have to think of other ways." Zhou Zhenghe wrote the memorial and whispered to himself.

On this day, Zhou Zheng's class room was very quiet, no one disturbed him, and the food was sent to the class room by Yao Tongshun.

When we get off work, we all look at each other, and many people can't help but want to rush up and beat Zhou Zheng, but they are stopped.

Zhou Zheng felt as if no one was around, and as usual, he got off work, first went to Zhou Ji, and then walked around Zhou Shiya.

Business is inevitably affected, but fortunately, there is no big problem and it still makes a lot of profits every day.

Shangguan Xun has returned to Suzhou and Hangzhou, and I believe that a considerable amount of silver will enter Zhou Zheng's pocket after the New Year.

After that, Zhou Zheng returned to the Zhou Mansion. In the evening, the Zhou family and his son sat around to have dinner. Zhou Zheng casually said about the courtship tomorrow morning.

Zhou Qingli's face flashed solemnly, and then he said lightly: "Well, just think about it."

Zhou Zheng nodded and said nothing more.

Zhou Fang wanted to speak but stopped. Perhaps because he felt the solemnity at the dining table, he kept his head silent.

Zhou Zheng glanced at him, saw the loneliness and depression on his face, and knew what he had experienced, but he couldn't comfort him.

In the officialdom, who is not seeking profit and avoiding harm, protecting oneself with wise and righteousness, morality, ethics, ethics, integrity and shame?

Those who talk about this have long since disappeared.

After dinner, Zhou Zheng went back to the study room, read books and practiced calligraphy as usual.

Liu Liuzhe wandered around the door for a while, but still came in, stood at Zhou Zheng's desk, and said with a look on his face: "Second Young Master, the master is washing his official uniform, the one that has been hanging in his study."

Zhou Zheng looked up at him, nodded silently, "Well, I understand."

Liu Liuzhe looked at Zhou Zheng and said after a while: "Second Young Master, can you resign?"

Zhou Zheng was stunned, looked up at him, saw his eyes red, took a deep breath and said, "I can't hide it."

With the beginning of this incident, Zhou Zheng could no longer retreat. What's more, civil chaos gradually arose, Jianlu entered the pass and the survival of the Ming Dynasty was right in front of him. Where else could Zhou Zheng retreat?

Could it be that more than ten years later, they all broke their knees, bowed to the master of Jianlu, and were servile servants for life?

Liu Liuzhe naturally couldn't understand Zhou Zheng's mood. He pursed the corners of his lips, nodded heavily, and turned around and went out.

Zhou Zheng looked at his back, frowned, turned his head to look at the official uniform hanging on the side of him, paused for a while, suddenly walked over, took it down, took the towel, and wiped it carefully.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhou Zheng looked at the official uniform and said quietly with a quiet look: “I like to stand.”

...

Early the next morning, Zhou Zheng was dressed neatly and left the house without breakfast.

Many people in the Zhou family got up very early and watched Zhou Zheng’s back.

Zhou Qingli, Fu Bo, Zhou Fang, Liu Liuzhe, Shangguan Qing, etc., their expressions were different, and the same color was condensation.

This is not the first time Zhou Zheng has been to court. When he arrived at the Censorate, he lined up, stood behind Li Hengbing, waiting for time, and followed the large army into the palace.

Hu Qingzheng didn't dare to speak this time, and stood honestly on Zhou Zheng's left hand, without looking sideways.

In the dark night, Li Hengbing's expression could not be seen clearly. He held his hands and was sleeping as he did last time.

Not long after, the bell rang, and the adults from the Censorate came out from behind, chanting lanterns, walking calmly and unaudible toward the outside.

Li Hengbing, Hu Qingzheng and Zhou Zheng followed one after another. Zhou Zheng noticed that the one who went to court together this time was not Jiangxi Road, but Huguang Road.

Zhou Zheng didn't know him, and he walked silently all the way to the palace.

Just like last time, Zhou Zheng and others moved step by step to the Huangji Palace based on time.

There was a censor who was responsible for picking the instruments, but this time no one made things difficult for Zhou Zheng and entered the hall unimpededly.

The apocalypse has not come yet, and the atmosphere in the hall does not seem to be as serious as outside, and many people whisper and whisper.

Li Hengbing stood in front of Zhou Zheng, without saying a word, holding his hands, squinting his eyes, and quietly.

They are the lowest-grade censors and can only be in the corners far away from the dragon throne.

Hu Qing and Zheng Xiao blinked their eyes and looked straight ahead. He never dared to look at Zhou Zheng, let alone a word or a hint.

Zhou Zheng held his breath and concentrated, there was no sound, and he was waiting quietly.

At this time, someone suddenly came over and looked at Zhou Zheng, and said with a lesson: "You are Zhou Zhengyun? I ask you, you said that the land in western Liaoning cannot be abandoned, then I ask you, Jianlu already knows that I am in the real world of the dynasty. If you come back, you must attack with all your might. How to defend? Do you guarantee that you can defend? If you can't defend, do you know how much money and food will be lost and how many people will die?"

In the Ming court's view, it was a lucky thing for Yuan Chonghuan to defend Ningyuan. Liaodong was in a state of decay and Jianlu had strong combat power. If he was lucky, he would definitely not be able to defend it for the second time!

This is the thoughts and opinions of many people in the hall. Some people asked, and many people looked at Zhou Zheng.

Who doesn’t know that Zhou Zheng stopped the eunuch party and Donglin rescued Wang Huazhen, who doesn’t know that Zhou Zheng gave a memorial on the radical reform of Liaodong?

Some people mocked, some disdained, some harsh, some warned, some indifferent, some calm... There were only more than 60 people in the hall, but it seemed that the expressions of the whole world could be seen here.

Zhou Zheng looked up at the person in front of him, with a calm expression and said, "Where is the official residence of the Lord?"

The man snorted coldly and said, "This official, Guo Yunhou, the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue."

Zhou Zheng didn't expect that he was still an adult. According to the replacement speed of the Six Ministers of the Ming Dynasty, this person would not be able to be the official in the hall, and it might even be possible to enter the cabinet.

Zhou Zheng was silent for a moment and said, "I believe that sir, there are often taxes that cannot be collected. Do you just want them? Don't rush to refute them, not to mention the importance of the Liaoxi Corridor. Just talking about this act of giving up the country at will, where is the majesty of the Ming Dynasty and how can the heavenly power exist? Jianlu's arrogance will inevitably become more arrogant and he will be more contemptuous of the Ming Dynasty. Without the Liaoxi Corridor, Shanhaiguan is the last gateway to the capital, more like a gong and drum. When Jianlu beats, the capital will shake three times, and they can beat them at any time... Sir, think about that scene, be sure to be able to withstand such a nervous and frightened?"

Guo Yunhou was speechless by Zhou Zheng's series of refutations. Most importantly, Zhou Zheng preset an extremely terrible consequence!

If Jianlu really got the Liaoxi Corridor and attacked Shanhaiguan from time to time, how could he live in the capital?

If Shanhaiguan is broken, it will be like walking on flat ground and heading straight to the capital without any obstacles!

"Hmph, you are so clever!" Guo Yunhou shook his sleeves and turned around and left.

The people in the palace looked at Zhou Zheng, but no one spoke again. Zhou Zheng's words naturally could not touch them.

If, after all, it is if.

Li Hengbing had no expression on his face, leaned back, and whispered: "This method cannot defeat me."
Chapter completed!