Rise From the Humble

Yang Jisheng is nothing to worry about.

After Yan Shifan's analysis of Yang Jisheng, most of the depressive atmosphere in the study disappeared.

Zhao Wenhua also joked a few words.

"Xiao Zhou, right? You said that Zhongfang invited you to study the memorial to impeach me last night, and you have been studying it from last night to this morning. So how much do you remember about the memorial he drafted to impeach me?"

Yan Song picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then turned his gaze to Zhou Fangzheng in the corner and asked slowly.

After Yan Song asked, Yan Shifan and Zhao Wenhua also turned their attention to Zhou Fangzheng.

"Report to the elder of the pavilion, I'm going to be lowered," Zhou Fangzheng replied, reaching out and starting to unbuckle his belt.

Ouch.

Damn it!

What are you doing? ! I want to ask you about the content of the memorial. If you have something to say, why are you taking off your belt? ! Damn it, you are not a woman! What a mess! Zhao Wenhua was confused when he saw this, and then shouted loudly: "Zhou Fangzheng, you are so presumptuous!"

Zhou Fangzheng faced the big boss for the first time, and he was a thief who came to report the news. He was already very nervous, but now he was scared out of his wits by Zhao Wenhua's shout. His mind went blank, and all the words in his mouth were destroyed by Zhao Wenhua's shout. He swallowed in shock, his hands trembled, and he pulled out the belt all at once, holding it in the air.

The door to the study was closed, and three men were sitting high up. One of the men in the middle pulled out his belt and swung it in the air...

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the study became awkward.

snap

A roll of paper fell out of Zhao Wenhua's arms and fell to the ground with a clatter, breaking the solidified anger in the study.

"Khan, it turns out you were taking out something. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

When Zhao Wenhua saw this, he realized that it turned out that Zhao Wenhua took off his belt to take out the scroll of paper from his arms.

"Meicun, you kid just likes to make a fuss." Yan Song glanced at Zhao Wenhua, but there was no blame in his words.

"This is what my adoptive father taught me."

Zhao Wenhua accepted the training with a smile on his face. Although he was lectured a lot, he was pleased 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 incident, Zhao Wenhua was extremely sensitive to Yan Song's emotions. After the Baihuajiu incident, 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 same state as before.

At this time, Zhou Fangzheng came to his senses from Zhao Wenhua's loud scolding. He bent down to pick up the books and papers on the ground. His language skills were restored again, and he was finally able to say the words that scared him back, " Reporting back to Mr. Ge, I had a fight with the traitor Yang Jishengxu last night and tried every means to deal with it. When he was not paying attention, I copied a copy of his memorial that slandered Mr. Ge, word for word, and hid it on my body. Just for this moment, I can expose the traitor Yang Jisheng’s ugly face to Mr. Ge.”

A traitor at every turn, a hypocrite at every turn, Zhou Fangzheng's expression of loyalty was vivid and resounding.

This remark described him as an undercover agent who risked his life to fight with the traitors. He was full of wits and scheming. He endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden. After going through countless hardships and difficulties, he finally intercepted the enemy's murder plan. He copied a copy of the old leader's evil plan and kept it close to his body, and then came back to expose the ugly face of the traitor to the old leader.

Everything I did was for the old leader.

At this moment, Zhou Fangzheng's image was extremely brilliant. Of course, if he had fastened his belt, the effect would be even better.

"Master Zhou, show me the copy quickly. I want to see how Yang Ni slandered his adoptive father..." Zhao Wenhua walked up to Zhou Fangzheng, with a face full of indignation, defending Yan Song.

Zhao Wenhua also had some contempt for Yang Jisheng after listening to Yan Shifan's analysis just now. Yang Jisheng was a fool who liked to commit suicide. Zhao Wenhua felt that he should easily be able to find Yang Jisheng's numbers from the memorial. There was a loophole, and then he took the opportunity to show off in front of Yan Song, and then repaired and consolidated the relationship between the two.

Therefore, with the intention of showing off, Zhao Wenhua couldn't wait to ask Zhou Fangzheng for a copy.

Zhao Wenhua opened his mouth, but Zhou Fangzheng dared not refuse. He bowed his waist and handed the copy of Yang Jisheng's "Please punish the traitors and officials" into Zhao Wenhua's hands.

hehe

You've shown off, and it's my turn.

Zhao Wenhua smiled kindly and patted Zhou Fangzheng on the shoulder and praised, "Haha, not bad, not bad. Mr. Zhou is serious about it. Work hard. The foster father likes to support people like Mr. Zhou who are loyal, caring and discerning. Right and wrong young people."

"Thank you Mr. Zhao for your kind words. I hope Mr. Zhao will take care of you in the future." Zhou Fangzheng was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Haha, easy to say, easy to say." Zhao Wenhua nodded slightly, and then turned his attention to the manuscript.

Zhou Fangzheng stood aside knowingly and did not interfere with Zhao Wenhua's reading of the manuscript.

Zhao Wenhua nodded with satisfaction, then opened the manuscript and sunk his eyes into it.

hehe

With my eyesight, I can find a few loopholes in it, and it's not easy to catch. Haha, when the time comes, I will get extra points for such a move in front of my adoptive father.

Zhao Wenhua thought confidently while watching.

but

Zhao Wenhua just read the beginning, and the smile on his face disappeared involuntarily, and he couldn't help but become solemn.

The first paragraph of the opening text of Yang Jisheng's Memorial is like a lone wolf opening its ferocious mouth to a tiger without hesitation, dealing a heavy blow to Zhao Wenhua.

"In order to express gratitude to Heaven for his kindness and to sacrifice his life in repayment, I beg for the Holy Judgment to kill the traitors, treacherous, treacherous, and autocratic traitors in the Qing Dynasty, so as to eliminate the troubles in the border areas. I am extremely lucky that I will not die at the hands of Ni Luan because of my lonely and sinful ministers. And the transfer is so fast, the years that have passed from now on are all reborn by the emperor; the officials who have passed from now on are all positions bestowed by the emperor. I have received this great favor, and everything I do is beneficial to the country, and I can repay it. If something happens, even if you don't care about death, you will only worry about the way to repay yourself day and night, and you will not be in a hurry to ask the traitor to be killed."

He sacrificed his life to seek revenge, and he was lonely and sinful, even though he died, he did not care about it

The combination of these words is full of righteous words and a fearless sense of sacrificing one's life for justice.

This made Zhao Wenhua become solemn. He could tell from between the lines that Yang Jisheng was not just talking, he was really here 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 spring thunder was silent for a long time, Zhan Yun, and the ministers were in dictatorship. However, there was no minister greater than Song, and no dictatorship was greater than Song. Last winter, there was red under the sky, Zhan Yun, and there were rebellious ministers below. When I call a rebel, it does not mean treason. ?Anyone who does not have the heart of the emperor and betrays him is called a traitor, but who can be more treacherous than a minister who betrays the emperor?"

When he first saw this paragraph, Zhao Wenhua smiled. Isn't this what Brother Donglou just mentioned about Yang Jisheng's random use of heavenly and human sensing? Yang Jisheng's stupidity really doesn't last long, but the next second he looked at Zhao Wenhua, he became serious. No, no, this is not an indiscriminate use of heavenly and human induction.

Because Zhao Wenhua noticed that before this paragraph, Yang Jisheng also added a line of transition, "Fortunately, the emperor's sincerity in respecting heaven is in the hands of the emperor. God is afraid that treacherous ministers will harm the emperor's rule, and has repeatedly warned of disasters."

This is still a message from heaven and man. The disaster coming from the sky is God warning the emperor. Damn it, this traitor actually has a long memory!

Zhao Wenhua's face was solemn.