Father can be an enemy to the country

Zhu Zhen went out to the outside room and asked the Yang Shiqi brothers, who worked from morning to night, to stop having sex and go back to rest quickly.

He himself also went to bed, leaving only poor Teacher Luo and a few others from the Wang class, who continued to torture those two idiots in turn.

At night, Lao Liu was dreaming about marrying a wife, when he was suddenly called by his cousin.

"What's going on?" He looked out the window angrily. It was still dark, and couldn't help but asked even more angrily: "Can't we tell you something tomorrow?"

"Something happened, Your Highness." Hu Xian handed a roll of paper to him and said in a deep voice, "Someone posted an anonymous post."

"Oh?" Zhu Zhen became interested and asked him to light the lamp. He took the big poster and looked at it under the light.

I saw only one item above, which listed Song Ne's crimes. It was very different from the contents of the bullet. It seemed to be written by the same people, but there were two more items. One was:

'Two generations of Song Ne and his son served as officials in the Yuan Dynasty. They were actually remnants of the previous dynasty. Although they were called Ming ministers, they were actually traitors. They deceived the saints and plotted to take control of the Imperial Academy. They imprisoned and forced all living beings to die, and they deceived China. Context! ’

The other one is "retaliation against the lecturer for speaking out for students, instigating the Shengqi Office to beat and torture, and illegally arrest two teaching assistants, Dr. Chen, Jin, and Hou." ’

Zhu Zhen read it from beginning to end, and when he saw that his name was not there, he couldn't help but smile and said, "You are quite polite to me."

"So, thanks to His Highness, how many good meals do you have? If I scold you by name, it might have the opposite effect." Hu Xian said with a smile.

"Oh, that's okay." Zhu Zhen looked at his cousin and praised him: "You've made great progress, you can analyze problems now."

"Those who are close to Zhu are red." Hu Xian said with a smile.

"But you're not home yet, otherwise you shouldn't bother me." Zhu Zhen yawned, threw the sticker aside and said, "It will be the same if you show it to me tomorrow morning."

"Yes. But I still don't know how many they posted. If we don't deal with it quickly, and people see it at dawn, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Oh..." Zhu Zhen said nonchalantly: "Have you been caught?"

"Caught it." Hu Xian said speechlessly: "He is a student of the monastery. He wanted to post a picture at the door of the Shengqi Hall, but we people in the dark caught him."

"Okay, let's interrogate slowly with those two." Zhu Zhen nodded, lying down and preparing to take a nap.

"Your Highness, do we care?" Hu Xian couldn't help but ask again. After all, he is still young, and his heart is not as dark as that of Lao Liu.

"This is aimed at Song Jijiu. What does it have to do with us?" Zhu Zhen said lightly: "A stubborn guy like this must be taught an unforgettable lesson, otherwise he won't know how to admit his mistakes."

"Yes." Hu Xian responded worriedly.

Zhu Zhen turned over and fell asleep without any burden, and soon started snoring.

~~

Early the next morning, there was no usual sound of reading in the Imperial College campus, and it was as quiet as a holiday morning.

Song Ne soon discovered something was wrong and immediately called Wang Siye and other academic officials to Yilun Hall.

"Is this a good thing you did?" He waved the sticker in his hand and roared: "You are simply crazy. You dare to incite students to strike. Are you worthy of being a role model for others?!"

"Sacrifice wine, there is no evidence, how can you jump to conclusions?" Wang Siye said with an innocent face: "Whose eyes have seen us inciting all living beings? We are also confused, okay?"

"That's right, we don't know anything." He Cao and others also nodded.

"This post, the one who jointly impeached me with you, is almost the same. Do you think I am blind?" Song Ne said with veins popping out on his forehead: "If you touch your crotch, if you still have two eggs, come directly to me. , Using his own students as a scapegoat, what kind of man do you think he is?!"

"How many times do we have to tell you about the wine sacrifice? We really don't know." Wang Siye said helplessly: "Just because Xie is a Shangguan, you can't just slap it on us! We can't bear this sin."

"Jijiu, all the students are well-informed and reasonable adults who have been in the cold for ten years. They all have their own judgments. Who can instigate them?!" Tian Zizhen said coldly: "If the future officials who Jijiu has worked so hard to train are , is so easy to be incited, the education of Guozixue has failed too much, right?"

"You..." Song Ne's expression froze and she was speechless.

"Justice is in the heart of the people. When offering wine, we should reflect on why there aren't even any students who support Xie!" He Caoye said in a strange tone.

"..." Song Ne's face turned even more ugly, and her hands were shaking slightly.

"You two, please stop talking." Wang Siye glared at the two of them and said hypocritically: "Don't think that if the students don't go to class, it has nothing to do with you. If something happens, no one can run away."

Then he waved his hand and said: "What are you still doing here? Go quickly and persuade them to go to class on time!"

"Hey, hey." All the academic officials responded, and before Song Jijiu could say anything, the birds and beasts scattered in all directions.

Seeing that she lost control of both teachers and students, Song Ne's mouth was filled with bitterness, and her eyes that had always been so firm became a little distracted.

"Sacrifice wine, since this matter is serious, we should report it to the court as soon as possible." Wang Siye sighed and said: "Otherwise, just concealing it and not reporting it will cost us our lives."

"We must report it..." Song Ne nodded and said dejectedly: "But the class hasn't officially started yet. We will report it when no one comes to class."

"That's right." Wang Siye smiled secretly in his heart, he didn't think you could bring the student back, did he? You can't be so naive, right?

But with a tight smile on his face, he said: "It's better to be more rigorous."

"Hmph..." Song Ne knew all about his sneaky tricks, so he snorted and walked straight out of Yilun Hall.

He no longer looked to those unscrupulous academic officials and could only rely on himself to see if he could save the situation.

~~

After the signal for dinner rang, no students came to the dining hall to have breakfast.

Seeing that no one came to eat the carefully prepared breakfast on the table, the chefs were so anxious that they called mother. "Hey, come on, Master Xuecheng, what can we do if the babies don't come to eat?"

"Then we can't waste it. Waste is the biggest crime." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "If they don't come to eat, just send them to a dormitory."

"Ah?" The bakers were surprised, and someone reminded in a low voice: "The school has regulations and food cannot be sent to the dormitory."

"Why are you so stubborn? Then send it to the door." Zhu Zhen rolled his eyes and said, "Go quickly!"

"Hey, hey." The chefs hurriedly called to their waiters, put the breakfast into a big basket, and carried it to the dormitory.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the banquet hall, they met Song Jijiu.

The chefs secretly cried out that they were unlucky and hurriedly defended themselves: "We said we wouldn't send it away because Prime Minister Fei asked us to send it away. He said waste is the biggest crime..."

Song Jijiu ignored them and walked straight past them to the door of the banquet hall. He took a deep breath, lifted his robe, slowly knelt down, and kowtowed.

The waiters' mouths were opened wider than goose eggs.

What is this?

ps. Sorry, that’s all for today. The training lasted from morning to night, and I had to drink with my friends, so I couldn't write at all. I got up early to write this chapter.

I’ll return home in the afternoon. I won’t go out this year to death.