Walking on the road, Fang Zheng thought about it and dared to beat the Minister of the Minister of Personnel in the dynasty. The whole Huachao had the courage to think of this. Thinking of this, he was both proud and nervous. When Pan Shangshu knew about it, he would deal with him. This old minister who had been rolling in the court for decades, he was very treacherous and held high power. It should not be difficult to deal with him, a small fifth-rank official, right? What means would Pan Shangshu use?

I shook my head. This question was too complicated. With Fang Zheng's temperament, how could I think about it carefully? The soldiers came to stop him.

When I returned to Ruyuzhai, the female customer in the store had been scared away by the incident just now, and the whole store was empty. Fang Zheng was so angry that he beat the boy too lightly just now that he ruined the young master's fortune. This kind of behavior is even more rebellious than rebellion. I have to make up for it.

The three of them went straight into the backyard, and Fang Zheng said softly to Yanran: "Didn't you scare you?"

Yanran smiled with a pursed lips, shook her head, and said nothing.

Sister Feng turned around and returned to the house. The weather was hot. She walked around and was covered in sweat. She naturally had to change her clothes.

There were only Fang Zheng and Yanran in the yard.

"Husband, you won't be in trouble today, are you?" Yanran looked at Fang Zheng worriedly. Her husband offended the most powerful official in the dynasty. If Pan Shangshu takes revenge, what should you do?

"It's okay." Fang Zheng smiled indifferently, "The evil people are arrogant, but the victims are scared. There is no such reason in the world. I dare to sue in the Golden Palace!" Master Fang said this very heroic, looking like he dared to be a rock in Taishan. But he seemed to have forgotten who is the evil person and who is the victim. This matter still has to be argued.

At this time, Sister Feng hurriedly walked out of the wing room, with some reason blushing on her pretty face, and her expression was quite strange, as if she was panicked, and she seemed anxious. After coming out, she looked at Fang Zheng, her red lips squirmed, and she wanted to speak for a few times, but stopped.

Fang Zheng blinked: "Sister Feng, what's wrong? Huh? His face is red. Are you running into the house and drinking?"

Sister Feng stomped her feet, ignored Fang Zheng, but pulled Yanran aside, and the two girls started whispering.

Fang Zheng said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter? It's so shameful..."

After a while, Yanran came over, looked shy and hesitated: "...Feng Jie...she...she lost something..."

"What? silver? or account book?" Fang Zheng began to care. He had to worry about money.

Yanran shook her head and said, "It's not...yes...oh! You don't understand even after you say it..." After that, Yanran turned around and muttered to Sister Feng again.

These two women were eating dirty food? Fang Zheng hummed in dissatisfaction and looked up at the sky. Summer is coming and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Jinling City is like a huge stove. Ancient people also paid attention to etiquette and demeanor, which made Fang Zheng feel embarrassed to want to take advantage of the cold.

He took out a towel to wipe his sweat. Fang Zheng aimed at the well in the yard and started thinking. The water in the ground was cold and poured on his body. It should be able to calm the heat. Otherwise, my buddy would have a bucket? Should I support the women first? In fact, it doesn’t matter if they insisted on not leaving. Anyway, I’m not afraid of being seen by women in the shower. At worst, I’ll look back when they take a shower...

"What are you holding in your hand?" Feng Jie suddenly appeared behind him.

"Hmm?" Fang Zheng was stunned, "Oh, Sister Feng, you want to wipe your sweat too? Take it, don't be polite to me." As he said that, he handed the scarf to Sister Feng.

Sister Feng took it, unfolded the "hand towel" and took it away, and immediately put it away quickly. Her face turned red and white. The shame and anger in her eyes changed, making her look wonderful.

Fang Zheng was stunned by the side: "Jess Feng, are you okay? What's wrong?" As he said that, he reached out to Sister Feng's forehead.

Sister Feng smiled and said, "You are using this thing to wipe your sweat?" As she said that, she raised the things in her hand and shook them towards Fang Zheng, her tone filled with chills.

Fang Zheng looked at the eye and saw that the object was bright red in color and fragrant. There was also a picture of mandarin duck playing in the water embroidered on it, which was the woman's close bellyband.

Broken! Get the wrong thing!

Fang Zheng was shocked and said, "Huh? What is this?"

Sister Feng sneered: "Master Fang, do you don't know what this is? I still want to ask you, how could this thing be with you?"

At that time, something happened in the store. Fang Zheng was so anxious that he stuffed Feng Jie's bellyband into his arms and ran towards the store. Of course, Fang Zheng could not forget it. It was so strange. How could he take it out to wipe his sweat just now? It was puzzling...

After blinking innocently, Fang Zheng had a pure expression on his face: "Jess Feng, what is the purpose of this thing?"

Sister Feng's face changed, and she jumped up like a little lioness whose head was irritated. She bit her silver teeth and twisted Fang Zheng's ears hard, and said angrily: "You are still pretending! You are a disciple! Can you touch this kind of thing? Look at me, I won't twist you to death!"

Fang Zheng shouted in pain: "Yanran...Madam! Help!"

Yanran felt very distressed and hurriedly grabbed Feng Jie and said, "Jess Feng, let go first, and say something well..."

Sister Feng let go of her hand, and her eyebrows were so angry that she raised her eyebrows: "What else do you say! Look at the bad things your husband does!"

Fang Zheng shouted at Qu, "Sister Feng, I really don't know what that is. If I want to know, would you still dare to take it out in front of you?"

Sister Feng said angrily: "I'm still quibbling! Say! How could this thing be with you?"

"I thought it was the cloth head left when you cut your clothes, so I wanted to take it home and change it. As a hand towel, Sister Feng, you know, I have always been a frugal person..." Fang Zheng said innocently with his eyes blinking.

"..." The two girls were speechless. They could think of such shameless excuses. What else could they say?

Finally, Fang Zheng left Ruyuzhai in a panic under the violent expulsion of Sister Feng. As for the bellyband... Well, Master Fang doesn't know where it went anyway.

He had to go to court tomorrow, so Fang Zheng had to go back to the house to prepare, so he ordered the guards to protect Yanran and return to the other courtyard. In Yanran's reluctant eyes, Fang Zheng returned home alone.

The next day, Fang Zheng finally got up listlessly under Xiaolu's constant urging. The two-day holiday ended and he started to go to court today. Looking up, he saw the stars everywhere and the moon was hanging high. Fang Zheng sighed heavily. For the first time in his life, he had the idea of ​​changing this era. It doesn't matter anything else. He must find a way to correct the problems of going to court in the middle of the night. Unless the emperor's merciful and allowed him not to attend court.

Wearing the court uniform and official hat and the forbidden palace waist sign, Fang Zheng yawned all the way into the carriage.

This time, the Fang Mansion's guards were very low-key, with only a few five or six people accompanying the guards. Xiao Wu still walked behind Fang Zheng with his head raised and his chest raised. The group soon arrived at the west gate of the Forbidden Palace.

Fang Zheng straightened his clothes and walked in. When he arrived at the Grand Palace, there was a sound of gongzi, which was no more or less. It was just the time of Yin. Master Fang pinched his points to court, which was a model of punctuality.

The ministers had already been waiting outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony. When they saw Fang Zheng coming, they bowed their hands. Fang Zheng's face was filled with smiles. Before he could greet a few words, a small yellow gate held a whisk in his hand and said softly: "The emperor is here to court, all officials will meet with him-"

The ministers looked solemn, and they lined up according to their official ranks, and civil and military officials entered one after another. Fang Zheng followed the officials at the end. No matter how they counted, he was the smallest.

After entering the hall, the emperor had not arrived yet. Fang Zheng was quick-eyed. Regardless of the shocked eyes of other ministers, he rushed forward and firmly occupied the Feng Shui treasure land next to the big pillar. This is a good place. I will count on it to sleep back later.

Soon, the emperor arrived. More than a thousand imperial guards and palace maids of the Yellow Gate came in a storm surrounded by dragon chariots. After entering the Palace of Supreme Harmony, a small yellow gate stood forward, gently waved the whisk, and shouted loudly: "The emperor is here, all officials will see the emperor-"

The ministers bowed and shouted, "Long live my emperor--"

The emperor, who was sitting high on the dragon throne, said in a plain tone: "All my beloved ministers are calm."

The ministers thanked him and stood up. Then a little yellow gate shouted: "If you have a good fortune, you will leave the court without a good fortune—"

After completing the whole program, Fang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. My buddy didn't care about the following matters and just sleep on the pillar.

Fang Zheng had just closed his eyes and heard an old voice saying with grief and anger: "The old minister has something to do to the emperor."

The emperor smiled and said, "If you have something to do, just come here."

Pan Shangshu said angrily: "The old minister told the new loyal and brave uncle, Fang Zheng, the attendant of the right sank cavalry, yesterday, and beat innocent people in the downtown area, seriously injured Pan Tao, the old minister's dog, and almost never cured. The person who committed the crime is still at large, begging the emperor to make the decision for the old minister!"

These words came out, and the court was immediately in an uproar. Shangshu Pan named his name and pointed the finger at Fang Zheng. Everyone knows that this young minister had just been an official for a few days, so how could he be so ignorant of the importance of the minister of the current court? Isn’t this true? Could it be that Lord Pan showed his sharpness and robbed the emperor’s favor, so he maliciously framed him?

Of course, Master Fang couldn't sleep anymore. He didn't expect that the old man named Pan was so shameless. He took a little trivial matter to the court to say, what's the difference between this and the bad behavior of complaining in front of the teacher when he lost a fight when he was a child? The old man is in his seventies and eighties, so why is his character so bad?

Facing the shocked gazes of the ministers, Fang Zheng made an innocent expression, and at the same time half-hung his head and curled the corners of his mouth, looking very aggrieved. - Since you have a bad character, don't blame your buddy for cheating.

Looking at the sinister sneer of Shangshu Pan, and then looking at Fang Zheng's innocent and aggrieved appearance, the ministers made a conclusion. Most of them, Lord Pan saw that this young minister, Shengjun Tailong, was in danger of replacing him, so Lord Pan was determined to frame and suppress him. Alas, Lord Fang is pitiful!

Things in the officialdom are so subtle. Under the preconceived concept, sometimes the real will become fake, and the fake will be real. Pan Shangshu didn't know at this time, and almost all the ministers now think that he was slandering Fang Zheng, and many upright officials were even angry about Fang Zheng.

"Fang Zheng, what Mr. Pan said is the truth?" The emperor was not surprised or angry, and his tone was as plain as ever.

Fang Zheng had been waiting for the emperor's words for a long time. Hearing this, he rushed out with a quick step. Before he could stop, he knelt down. Due to inertia, his knees slipped far away along the smooth gold brick floor in the hall.

"Report to the emperor, I... I'm wronged!" Fang Zheng squeezed for a long time without squeezing out a tear of "wrongfulness". He had to lie deeply on the floor and said in a crying voice.

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