Royal Gold Magistrate

"How...how is this possible?" Zhou Maoxue was beyond shocked, "Would His Majesty trust him so much?"

Zhou Hong said indifferently: "Your Majesty trusts him too much, just like the crown prince trusts him. Not only the crown prince trusts him, but now even the court officials trust him!"

"As I said, Fang Zhengyi is a person with no weaknesses. This person seems to act dissolutely and frivolously, but he walks with deliberation and stability in almost every step."

"Those important forces under him, whether it is Dongjiao University, Banshan Newspaper, or Jinyiwei, almost all the princes participate."

"He has been helping the prince to increase his reputation among the people, and he even asked the prince to personally go to pay the cash to the subordinates one by one... He has been helping the prince to cultivate his personal power, who can distrust such a person ?”

"Even if he is as rich as an enemy, who would doubt him? No, not only the emperor, but even the courtiers have no doubts."

Zhou Maoxue murmured: "His foundation is so deep?"

Zhou Hong closed his eyes and nodded: "Unshakable."

"I have been away from Beijing for a long time because of my father, and I have been observing him for several years. At first I thought he was just a strange person, but now I find that he is actually making history... The younger generation is terrifying."

"Now everyone is coerced by him to move forward. No one can resist such a temptation. To oppose him is to oppose the entire court."

Having said this, Zhou Maoxue was really scared.

Originally, he naively thought that by coercing the candidates who failed the rankings, he could change the situation and gain some benefits, but he didn't expect that it was just a cockroach shaking the tree and taking his own humiliation.

In the future, if Fang Zhengyi really did as his father said, he would become the real prime minister.

Then just put on a small shoe for the Zhou family, which is enough for the Zhou family to drink a pot.

He tremblingly picked up the two articles on the ground, looked at Zhou Hong and swallowed, and said, "Father, then...then if I apologize now, he won't remember me, right?"

Zhou Hong sneered and said, "Who do you think you are? If you think you are my son, he will take you seriously?"

"As far as you guys are making trouble, I'm afraid Jin Yiwei will have checked everything out the next day. If he didn't find me, it's to give me face!"

Being humiliated by his own father one after another, Zhou Maoxue felt extremely wronged...

Zhou Hong waved his hand and said: "Hey...take the letter written by the old man, and ask the housekeeper to prepare a gift for you, and go to the door to apologize. He is a generous person, and he will not blame you for admitting his mistakes. "

Zhou Maoxue gritted his teeth: "I'll go!"

After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, where are the other officials who made trouble with you? Where are they all?"

Zhou Maoxue stopped and said helplessly, "My son and the others were already planning to stop making trouble, and they all went home."

Zhou Hong heard the words, and said contemptuously: "It's really useless, and rebellion is useless. Also, Fangzheng doesn't live in Jianyehou's mansion, he lives in the princess mansion, go to the princess mansion."

What?He doesn't live in the Jianyehou Mansion!

Zhou Maoxue was struck by lightning!

Recalling the scene of leading a large group of people frantically shouting at the door in the Jianyehou Mansion, I suddenly felt magma flowing across my face.

There is no one in Jianyehou's mansion, a group of people have been shooting targets for two days!

Stomach ache from hunger, and I was about to urinate all over the floor... But there was no one.

Aren't I a clown? I've been a clown from beginning to end...I don't have any face at all!

Zhou Maoxue lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, wanting to die of shame and indignation.

Since he's not in Jianyehou's Mansion, I don't know what I said, and I can apologize later and act a little less humble...Psychologically, I can still feel a little bit of face...

.....

Princess Mansion, in the study.

Zhang Biao was standing in front of the table holding the half-opened sword box.

Fangzheng looked at the sword box and asked suspiciously: "This is your custom-made weapon, isn't it just a sword? I said you don't work out now, why do you study this thing every day?"

Zhang Biao said: "Fitness, but as I get older, my strength is not as good as before. I plan to study more techniques."

"I ordered it from someone from Dongda University. Master, do you want to use it for self-defense?"

Fang Zhengyi took out the sword from the sword box, held the hilt and looked at the scabbard: "It's nothing special, what's so special about it?"

After speaking, I was ready to pull it out and have a look.

Zhang Biao immediately said, "It will explode when you unplug it."

"Fuck!" Fangzheng quickly threw the sword on the table with a shake of his hand, "You really want to kill me!"

Zhang Biao picked up the sword and said: "The power of the explosion is not very strong and the sword will collapse when it is pulled halfway. The key is to add special poison powder inside. When the poison powder explodes out, you will die if you inhale it. Now there is nothing in it."

"Grass! Who will draw your sword, your mentally retarded weapon is useless at all."

"If there is a fight, I guess if you throw it to the other party, he will definitely pull it out."

"Uh-huh....."

Fangzheng took the sword back and was playing with it when suddenly a servant reported at the door: "Master, there is a man called Zhou Maoxue outside the mansion asking to see him, claiming to be the son of Zhou Hong."

Zhou Maoxue?Why is he here?

Fangzheng thought about it for a while, and was happy.

It's interesting, he should go home, but now he even pays a visit, is it because he doesn't give up and wants to be tough?

"Okay, call him to the study. Zhang Biao, you go back first, I have kept this sword."

Zhang Biao turned around and went out. Not long after, Zhou Maoxue tremblingly entered the study with an apology letter.

As soon as he entered the door, a sword was thrown directly at him!

Zhou Maoxue instinctively held the sword with both hands, and the next second he heard a voice.

"Draw the sword!"

Zhou Maoxue drew his sword without hesitation.

bang!

Halfway out of the sword blade, there was a huge shock in his hand, and the hilt shot away towards the corner of the wall.

Zhou Maoxue's heartbeat accelerated crazily and looked at Fang Zhengyi.

I saw Fangzheng pointing straight at him with a sword in his hand.

Fuck!The reincarnation of the sword fairy!

Regardless of the dull pain in his right hand, Zhou Maoxue fell to his knees in a panic.

"Master Fang! I was wrong!!!"

"Huh?" Fang Zhengyi was a little dumbfounded.

Originally, I wanted to scare this kid, but I couldn't help scaring him so much. It doesn't look like I'm here to fight him.

Fangzheng rolled his eyes, with a smirk on his face, he sat back on the chair again.

Shen Sheng said: "Raise your head."

Zhou Maoxue knelt down, full of regret in his heart, and his whole body froze when he heard the voice.

Why is this voice so familiar?

Zhou Maoxue raised his head slowly, only to see Fangzheng covering his chin with one hand, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Who do you think I look like?"

A familiar face came into view.

How is it possible, how is it possible! ! ?

Zhou Maoxue's eyes straightened suddenly, his mind was shaken, and his whole body shook uncontrollably.

"Tang...Tang Bohu!?"

......

(It’s late, something happened today, a fool has been honking the car horn downstairs at my house, and it’s still honking, I’m going crazy, I don’t know what it is.)