Let Wen pickle to find Tang Yi, he really does not have the courage, but, Jia Xiangming did not want to help this favor, the first emperor's funeral can not do, how is this good?

It doesn’t matter, Mr. President has another way.

Old Jia refused to come out, and there is a money for this head, and most of them will come out of this head.

And, of course, he’s a man who can still be done—

Fan Zhongyan!

That's right, Master Fan.

As soon as the first emperor left, the people who could withstand the madness of Tang in this world were only Master Fan.And Fan Zhongyan's heart-to-people nature will never sit idly by.

...

The reason why I didn't go to Fan Zhongyan before is because Wen Pingpao did not want to go back to the mountain, and he did not want to go to Guanlan College.

Don't forget, the last time he pitted Tang Yi, Sun Fu almost did not strangle him with a rope.

This time...

I don’t think anyone could convince me.

...

However, if you don't go back to the mountain, you can't see Fan Zhongyan, waiting for Master Fan to come out on his own, which is obviously not reliable.

What to do?

It doesn’t matter, there is a way to get the skin.

From the rich man came out, Wen Yanbo turned a corner and went directly to the court and went to Bao Zheng.

"Brother Xi, you have to take care of this."

He is also the leader of the nation.

...

The old bag really did not like to take care of him, "Since Tang Zihao can't keep the spirit, isn't there an official?"

“The official?”Not to mention the official Wenyanbo is not on fire."As soon as she ascended the throne this morning, the Queen Mother Cao took the official house and went to the first emperor to guard the spirit."

Now the big Song is a group of dragons without a head, a big stall thing has been thrown to him this fast "off-the-job" of the father, or Wenyanbo can be so anxious?

The old bag smelled his frowns, “The official family also goes to guard the spirit?”

That is indeed a problem.

The old bag could understand why the empress let the new emperor leave all government affairs to guard the spirit, without him, this is to pull the new emperor in the statement.

The princelings of the princelings, although everything was done by the civil servants, it was the big flag of the prince, and the empress was afraid of Tang Yi's thoughts.

Moreover, the edict of the Dao Diqing returning to Beijing also flowed out from her mother-in-law.

Now that Tang Yi has won the power, how can the Queen Mother Cao be afraid of war, let alone what the Lord is?

This is not the way, what is it like hanging?

“It is just!”Bian Ge gritted his teeth.“The old man can run this trip and what can he do!”

It’s about the big picture, and Paul doesn’t care that much anymore.

"But..." What to think, Wen's skin there has not been a hurry to be happy, the old bag will turn the wind.

"But you must go with the old man."

Wen Yanbo did not choke, I can't go to find you!

Only Bao Zheng said, "Don't worry, if Sun Fuchun wants to strangle you, the old man will stop."

...

Oh yeah!

Wen Yanbo rolled his eyes, and the old man knew everything, which was deliberately making him go ugly.

...

Don’t say, that’s what Pauling means.

In this case, he wants to hide, how can he hide?

The old bag of the holy edict is not known, if you have known it before, you can spray the dead text and peel the bullshit.

Moreover, the old bag is still very clear in his heart, although the first emperor entrusted the big Song to Tang Zihao, but many problems have not yet been solved.What happened to the so-called princelings?Will the king count after the autumn?All of these are pending.

This is not good for the court.

...

The old bag is not someone else's, and it is not how to hide far away at this time.He believes that the worse it is, the sooner the decision is made.Take this opportunity to let Fan Gong come forward and solve the problems on both sides.

Even in the end, he was also deposed, and the old bag was recognized.

At least in the country’s favor.

However, if you want Fan Zhong to come forward to mediate, Wen Pingpao, the "sin chief" does not personally please, then what about the past?

So, this tour, Wen Yanbo even if you don't want to go, you can't escape!

And when he heard the story of Bao Yibo, he was also silent.

He felt that what Bao Zheng said was reasonable, left and right, he was actually holding the mentality of "packing and running away", and he was doing things, and he went.

So, Wen Yanbo followed Bao Zheng and went to Guanlan College with an unusually tragic attitude.

As a result, Sun Fu did not see, and the root did not appear.

And Fan Zhonghun, even Bao Zheng is a little surprised, because Mr. Fan does not intend to help this...

"You go straight to the big man, and the old man will not come."

...

It is not a perfunctory thing that does not help, but it seems to be deliberately hiding.

Before Wen Yanbo, who had escaped Sun Fu's pursuit, he fell into doubt before he could be happy, and this was not Fan Zhongyan's behavior!

Moreover, it is his disciples who are in power now, and Master Fan does not need to "dodge", right?

However, no matter how Bao Zhengshun persuaded, even the old bag and Fan Zhong flooded the end, as long as the official family died, even if Tang Yi did not find his trouble, he also resigned to thank him.

But Van Gogh still said in one word:

“Go to Don!”

...

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From the sight of the hustle, Wen Yanbo finally found something wrong.

Jasper is hiding...

Fan Zhongyan is also hiding...

Moreover, Wen Pingpao now suddenly found a problem, that is: the so-called king system, the so-called gate, until now there is no one out!

They are winners, but they are lower-key than his loser...what is the situation?

“Scully, you have to think of a way, it’s not going to go down there!”

Bao Zhengshu smelled, I would like to take Wenyan Bo pushing the river, when his old bag is a good bully what is the matter?

However, the food is accurate, and the old bag can not be ignored.

I hesitated, finally...

“Go away!”

“Let’s go see Tang Zihao!”

“...”

I saw Wen Yanbo's spirit, "If not, Shiren will go first, and the old man will come later..."

“What do you want to do?” the old man stared at her.

"One or two picks, the rest is your melon, the big Song Dynasty is good!"

“Shut up!” he grunted, sleeves away.

However, the old bag did not go anywhere else, went to the imperial city, the first emperor hall.

The old bag returned to the city and went straight to Miyagi, regardless of the new emperor, the empress, the first emperor, and the emperor in the house kneel.

“Tang Zihao, the old man came to take the crime!”

The old bag rushed in directly, opened his mouth and roared, followed by the new emperor, and the queen Cao told a salute, and then to the head of the first emperor.

“The Emperor is weird!It is true that the great Song survives and lives before he roars, and he will not come."

“You don’t know, you’re all in trouble!”

"You give high expectations of the new emperor, auxiliary prince, through the name of filial piety, lazy politics idle, is a day of the dynasty!"

“We are courtiers, the dragons have no head, and there is no place to be.Go on like this, the lang lang junk you passed down is about to be finished!”

The old bag said that the sound was huge, the tears came down, and I did not know that he really was crying to the first emperor.

In fact, this old man obviously refers to the sanctive, specifically for these people in the hall to listen to it.

The Queen couldn’t hold her first.

The weight of the ancients' fear of ghosts and gods, coupled with being the birth mother of the new emperor, made people accuse the lazy politics in front of the spirit of the ancestors.

In the face of panic, look at Tang Yi, heart said, Zi Hao can say a word for the old body!

...

In fact, the Queen Cao wanted more, and Bao Zheng did not say this to her.

Ignoring the Queen Cao's uneasiness, worshipping the emperor, the old bag turned around and face Tang Yi.

“Tell me, how will His Royal Highness the King of the Township handle the old man?”

“...”

“...”

“...”

In the hall, there was no sound except for the rustling sound of Tang Yi, who was kneeling in front of the spirit, to fill the paper money in the lost basin.

...

The old bag is not in a hurry, just kneeling in front of the spirit, so stay with it.He didn’t believe it, and Tang Yi didn’t say a word.

Long time.

“No,” Tang Yin all grew a breath.

“The people!”The sound is not loud, but it makes one of the cold in the hall.

“Call everyone here...”

“Oh.”

The inner maid should be careful, but he should not go out after finishing, and he muster, "Dare to ask your Highness... who is to call?"

“Everyone.”

“Oh!”

This time, everyone understood...

Therefore, from the public office of the political hall to the waiter of the sixth book of the book, the three bachelors and three cabinets of the three palaces to write a record, as long as the officials qualified to enter the royal city, one by one notice.

The door, the left and right camps are handsome, and then to the father-in-law and county-level, as long as they are in Beijing, they do not fall.

There is an hour to make it happen.

...

When they all gathered in the first emperor's hall, the Great Song Dynasty came as long as it was a matter of management, and there were hundreds of people.

In addition to Wen Yanbo and Fu Hong, Wang De and Jia Chang Dynasty also arrived.

Of course, a considerable number of people did not come and did not dare.

Almost all of them are so-called princelings, and now the fool knows that the madman is going crazy, and if he is going to be in the final account, he can naturally hide and hide, and all kinds of reasons have been used all over.

...

People are almost there, but Tang Yi still does not speak, as if no one is ordinary, still not in a hurry to add paper money to the lost pot.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, they are all dazed, but no one dares to speak out.

Just saw the old bag kneeling in front of the first emperor, get, stand up is not a thing, everyone together...

So the whole dynasties knelt down in the hall, and no one spoke, and no one raised their heads.

Sooner or later, Don’s crazy people have to stand up and say something, right?

...

However, they did not expect Tang Yi so stable, kneeling is an afternoon, the door of the palace is about to fall, that still did not move.

Poor these old people, the knees are all hemp, the waist will not bend...

Several of them could not bear it, and they fainted completely.

...

He wiped the sweat on his face, stabbed Bao Zheng around, and whispered:

“Hirney.”

The back of the words have not been said, let Bao Zheng a look look back.

“Look at you...” Wen Yanbo wrinkled his nose.“That’s not the way either.”

"Don't say it."He sighed, looking at the head of Zhao Qi’s spiritual position.

“This afternoon, I’m not on my knees!”

“What solution?”How did he know that the work of Bao Zheng in the afternoon was not on his knees, and he knelt down and understood.

And he is one of those who kneel and does not understand.

Unfortunately, the old bag only said half, and then no paper Yanbo asked, it is not silent.

...

Finally.

“Is it all here?”Tang Yi spoke.

Everyone was shocked and finally made a noise.

Li Xiaoguang answered, "Return to His Highness, almost all of them are here."

“How much is almost bad?”

"This..." Li Xiaoguang hesitated, and finally told the truth, "there are a hundred people."

“Hmm.”Don nodded his head.“Write it down.”

"Not today, I won't use it anymore."

“...”

Everyone took a breath and started.

However, a little hard, come up and take more than 100 Beijing officials?

It will not be used later, which means that there is no need to stay in Chicago.

The door, as well as these Wenwu of the king's department, were good, and those of the princeling party were stunned and chilled.

They all know that the number 100 is just the beginning, and it’s time for them.

...

Wen Yanbo touched a cold sweat in front of his forehead, and his heart said, forget it! old man, don't suffer this sin, end it yourself!

Take a deep breath: “Introduction to the official family!“His Royal Highness the King of the Township!”

“Old man, please leave!”

...

Little Zhao Shuo did not react for a while, and Queen Cao gently pushed him, meaning that he could speak.

“The right...?”

Zhao Shu is obviously not so sure, and finally brought a question mark, it should be a correct play, right?

He looked at Tang Yi and waited for the regent’s reaction.

...

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Tang Yi slowly stood up, glanced at the whole field, eyes like a knife.

“I thought you would understand, I thought you would repent, and the result...”

Smiling, he said, "You're still disappointed me."

People did not dare to answer, but the word "disappointment" stinged Wenyanbo and stood up sharply, "Tang Zihao!"

Wen Pingpai said, almost got it, the old man was so low-pitting, what do you want?

“Allow it!”

“When are you going to run?”

“When are you going to vent your anger?”

Pointing to Zhao Xue's spiritual position, he drank, "The first emperor's bones are not cold, really want to leave the rivers and mountains completely messed up, can you not be crazy?" 」

“You’re angry with the old man!”Kill the head or exile, the old man is next!”

“Please stand up to the first emperor’s trust and hold this court up!”

What is the thought, Wen's skin is coming, Tang Yi is more energetic, shouting loudly, not letting go.

“It’s because the dead of the first emperors are not cold!”

“Because I don’t want him to stay!”

“The old man is hiding here, what do you want me to do?”

“...”

“...”

“...”

The whole place is stunned.

“You...” Wen Yanbo was there by the roar of Tang Yi.“You...”

“You” for half a day, and there is no below.

To be honest, he didn’t understand what Tang Yi meant.

...

I saw Tang Yi’s red eyes, and his lips were trembling.

“The old man can’t!”

"The old man can't do it for the sake of the so-called social cause and your fellow fly-and-dogs, pretending to be as big as the big picture!"

"The old man can't do it, and you guys who only care about the fools under his ass!"

“The old man can’t...”

“The old man is hiding!”

“You fucking don’t know, you’re going to have an idea to go this way!”

“It’s funny to say that the old man is lazy?”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Is it set up?”

He was confused and stared at his eyes.

“The setting?You don’t have to be crazy!”

“The old man is going by himself!”

“Anyway...”

“Anyway...”

“Anyway...”

Bao Zheng, Jia Chang Dynasty, and rich, look at the eyes of fools so that Wen Pingpao "anythm" can not come out...

He finally understood the meaning of Tang Yi's words, and turned to look at Tang Yi like a fool.

What do you mean?

Is this what Tang Zihao said and done?

...

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