Chapter 1005 dignified
Yang Jisheng is nothing to worry about.
After Yan Shifan's analysis of Yang Jisheng, most of the oppressive atmosphere in the study dissipated.
Zhao Wenhua also teased a few words.
"Xiao Zhou, right? You said that Zhongfang invited you to study the memorial to impeach the old man last night. From last night to this morning, how much do you remember about the memorial to impeach the old man that he wrote?"
After taking a sip from the teacup, Yan Song turned his gaze to Zhou Fangzheng in the corner and asked slowly.
After Yan Song finished asking, Yan Shifan and Zhao Wenhua also turned their attention to Zhou Fangzheng.
"Report to the old man, I'm an official," Zhou Fangzheng said while reaching out and starting to untie his belt.
Whoops.
Damn it!
What are you doing? ! What about the content of your memorial? If you have something to say, talk about it. Why do you untie your belt? ! Your uncle, you are not a woman! What a mess! Zhao Wenhua looked confused when he saw this, and then shouted: "Zhou Fangzheng, be presumptuous!"
Zhou Fangzheng faced the big boss for the first time, and he was a thief who came to steal the news. He was very nervous at first, but now he was scared out of his wits by Zhao Wenhua's yell, his mind went blank, and all the words in his mouth were blocked by Zhao Wenhua's yell. He swallowed it back in fright, his hands trembled, and he pulled out the belt all at once, just holding it in the air.
The door of the study room was closed, three men were sitting high, one man in the middle pulled out his belt, and swung it in mid-air...
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the study froze in embarrassment.
Pata
A roll of book paper fell out of Zhao Wenhua's arms, and fell to the ground with a thud, breaking the frozen anger in the study.
"Khan, it turns out that you were digging out something, why didn't you say it earlier."
Seeing this, Zhao Wenhua realized that the reason Zhao Wenhua untied his belt was to take out the book from his pocket.
"Meimura, you just like to make a fuss." Yan Song glanced at Zhao Wenhua, and there was no sense of blame in his words.
"What the adoptive father taught."
Zhao Wenhua accepted the training with a smile on his face. Although he was lectured, he was flattered in his heart. Based on his understanding of Yan Song, Yan Song's lecture in such a tone was equivalent to praise. After the Baihuajiu turmoil, Zhao Wenhua was extremely sensitive to Yan Song's emotions. After the Baihuajiu turmoil, Zhao Wenhua has been constantly repairing the relationship with his adoptive father Yan Song. Now it seems that the results have been outstanding, and the relationship has basically returned to the old one.
At this time, Zhou Fangzheng just recovered from Zhao Wenhua's loud scolding, bent down to pick up the book paper on the ground, and regained his language skills, and finally he was able to say what he was scared to go back, " Reporting back to the old man, last night, the next official and the traitor Yang Jishengxu dealt with snakes and snakes in every possible way. When he was not paying attention, he copied a copy of his slanderous memorial to the old man and hid it in his body. Just for this moment, Can expose the ugly face of the traitor Yang Jisheng to Mr. Ge."
One mouthful of a traitor, one mouthful of hypocrisy, Zhou Fangzheng's expression of loyalty is vivid and resounding.
This remark described him as an undercover agent who feeds a tiger with his body, risking his life, fighting wits and bravery with rebels, outsmarting tricks, enduring humiliation, going through untold hardships and hardships, and finally intercepted the enemy's murder. The old leader's evil plan, copied a copy and hid it close to his body, and came back to expose the ugly face of the traitor to the old leader.
All I did was for the old leader.
At this moment, Zhou Fangzheng's image was incomparably radiant. Of course, if he tied his belt, the effect would be even better.
"Master Zhou, show me the copybook quickly, I want to see how Yang Ni slandered his adoptive father..." Zhao Wenhua walked up to Zhou Fangzheng, his face filled with righteous indignation, and defended Yan Song.
Zhao Wenhua also felt contempt for Yang Jisheng after listening to Yan Shifan's analysis just now. Yang Jisheng is a fool who likes to kill himself. Zhao Wenhua felt that he should be able to easily find Yang Jisheng's numbers from the memorial After finding a loophole, he took the opportunity to show it in front of Yan Song, and then repaired and consolidated the relationship between the two.
So, with the idea of showing off, Zhao Wenhua couldn't wait to ask Zhou Fangzheng to read the copy.
Zhao Wenhua opened his mouth, Zhou Fangzheng dared not refuse, bowed his waist and handed Yang Jisheng's copy of "Please Punish the Thieves" to Zhao Wenhua.
Ha ha
You did a good job, so it's my turn to do it.
Zhao Wenhua patted Zhou Fangzheng on the shoulder with a benevolent smile, and praised, "Hehe, not bad, not bad, Mr. Zhou has a heart, work hard, foster father likes to guide and guide Fangzheng Zhou who is loyal, caring and clear Right and wrong young people."
"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Zhao, and I will ask Mr. Zhao to take care of you in the future." Zhou Fangzheng was overjoyed when he heard the words.
"Hehe, it's easy to say, easy to say." Zhao Wenhua nodded slightly, and then shifted his gaze to the manuscript.
Zhou Fangzheng tactfully stood aside, not affecting Zhao Wenhua's reading of the transcript.
Zhao Wenhua nodded in satisfaction, then opened the manuscript, sinking his eyes into it.
Ha ha
With my eyesight, if I can find a few loopholes in it, it will be easy to catch.
Zhao Wenhua thought confidently while watching.
but
Zhao Wenhua just read the beginning, the smile on his face disappeared involuntarily, and he couldn't help but become serious.
The first paragraph of the opening text of Yang Jisheng's Memorandum, like a lone wolf opening its **** mouth to a fierce tiger without hesitation, gave Zhao Wenhua a heavy blow.
"In order to be grateful for the grace of heaven and sacrifice one's life to repay it, I beg the sage to punish the traitors, treacherous crafty and tyrannical ministers early, and use the Qing government to avoid troubles. It is a good fortune for the husband to commit crimes alone, and not to die in the hands of Ni Luan, but And if the transfer is so fast, all the years from now to the past will be the reincarnation of the emperor; all the officials from now to the past will be the positions bestowed by the emperor. The ministers receive this great kindness, and everything that is beneficial to the country can be repaid. Just in case, even though death is not a concern, but day and night only fear thinking about it, so sacrifice your life to repay it, and there is no one who is in a hurry to ask the thieves to be punished.”
Sacrificing one's life for revenge
The combination of these words is full of righteous words and a sense of fearless sacrifice of life for righteousness.
This made Zhao Wenhua dignified. He could tell between the lines that Yang Jisheng didn't just talk, but he really came to risk his life.
Look further down.
Zhao Wenhua couldn't help but smile, but the next second he became serious again, even more serious than before.
"Last year, the spring thunder was silent for a long time, occupying the clouds, and the ministers dictatorship. However, there is no minister greater than Song, and there is no dictatorship that exceeds Song. Last winter, there was red under the clouds, and there were rebels under the clouds. The husband said rebels, not rebellion. ?Anyone whose heart is not in the king but who betrays it is called a traitor, but whoever betrays the king is too loose?"
When I saw this paragraph at first glance, Zhao Wenhua still showed a smile. Isn’t this Yang Jisheng’s abuse of the sense of heaven and man mentioned by Brother Donglou just now? Oh, no, this is not indiscriminate use of the induction between heaven and man.
Because Zhao Wenhua noticed that before this paragraph, Yang Jisheng also added a turning point, "Thanks to the emperor's sincerity in respecting heaven, it is better than the emperor's heaven. God fears that treacherous ministers will harm the emperor's rule, and repeatedly warns of catastrophe."
This is still a reaction between heaven and man. The catastrophe is a warning from heaven to the emperor. Damn it, this traitor has a long memory!
Zhao Wenhua's face was serious.
(end of this chapter)