Datang broom star

"Why are you talking about this matter? Do you know that this matter will bring criticism to His Majesty?" Liu Shi scolded heartily, "If people in the world criticize His Majesty, do you know how serious the consequences will be?"

Xu Jingzong was dumbfounded.

This was Li Zhi's confession, and he went on board without any bargaining.

This attempt failed miserably.

Xu Jingzong took a sneak peek at the emperor, and seeing that he hadn't moved, he knew it was time for him to take the blame.

But it is worthwhile to take the blame.

Xu Jingzong entered the character design, and just about to growl, he heard Changsun Wuji next to him say, "Let me tell you, old man."

Is this going to launch a general attack on the old man?

Xu Jingzong sneered, "If you lose, you don't lose. If you have the ability, you can scold him."

The old man can't even speak back!

Changsun Wuji glanced at Li Zhi, then at everyone else, and said calmly: "The system of door shadows started many years ago, flourished in the former Sui Dynasty, and flourished in the Tang Dynasty. The royal family, honored officials, high-ranking officials...the more officials there are, the more money and food they give, the old man thinks...it is the right time to cut some."

The hall is very quiet.

Xu Jingzong felt that he might have heard it wrong.

Changsun Wuji would actually support this proposal?

Reducing the number of door shades is not a small loss for the small circle. Judging from Changsun Wuji's past style, he should sit back and watch Liu Shi and others stop this matter.

Liu Xun was also dumbfounded.

Li Zhi said lightly: "This matter... Let's discuss it again!"

After going out later, Liu Shi chased after him and asked, "Master, why is this so? You must know that the crowd is passionate!"

Changsun Wuji walked calmly, "Some things must be done!"

Yu Wenjie said: "Master, why don't you rest for a few days?"

Changsun Wuji glanced at him, "Do you think this old man has lost his mind and gone crazy?"

"Don't dare!"

After returning to the value room, Changsun Wuji began to write memorials.

After the memorial is written, it will be sent to the province according to the procedure.

This matter spread out immediately.

The crowd is passionate!

Changsun Wuji was set on fire immediately.

All kinds of impeachments are pouring down like raindrops.

Jia Pingan felt like he was watching a big show.

Changsun Wuji began to fire with full firepower.

In the past, the prime minister had always pretended to be a bodhisattva, but this time his outburst can be described as epic.

The small circle held a party for this, and Changsun Wuji said with piercing eyes: "Public or private? This is something you have to carefully consider. Your Majesty is young, but he has the appearance of a wise king. The dignitaries have obtained too much from the Tang Dynasty. Benefits, don't just think about taking benefits, but don't know how to return them. Such a courtier...has no public heart, how can he be reused?"

These words were a fatal blow, and they refuted the selfishness of the rich and powerful.

But these words can't make those people calm down.

For the first time, Yuwen Festival opposed Changsun Wuji in the court.

Liu Xun was silent.

The undercurrent is surging outside.

At this time, Xue Wanche returned to Chang'an.

"Someone is sick."

He specially came to Baiqi to look for Jia Pingan, and limped, "Your Majesty, with permission, come back to Chang'an to treat the foot disease."

In an instant, a line was hooked up.

Xue Wanche returns to Beijing!

After he sat down, his eyes were full of unruliness, "A certain has made countless achievements, but some people said that he has complaints, so His Majesty sent him to Ningzhou, which is too mean!"

This stuff is crazy.

Jia Pingan just listened with a smile.

After Xue Wanche left later, Jia Pingan couldn't sit still anymore and said he had something to go out.

Just after leaving the imperial city, I happened to meet two men.

"Uncle Wuyang!"

Jia Ping dismounted and cupped his hands, "I haven't asked for advice yet..."

The young man knelt down suddenly, Jia Pingan was startled, and hurried over to help him up, "Why?"

The middle-aged man cupped his hands, "The old man has been suffering from diarrhea for the past few days, and the doctor has no choice but to think that he will die. But the palace gave Uncle Wu Yang a prescription, and the old man will be fine in just two days. How can I not thank you for the kindness of reconstruction?" ?”

Did that recipe work?

Jia Pingan felt that he had the talent to be a doctor.

The two were grateful for their gratitude, and finally invited Jia Ping'an to their home as a guest.

"I still have something to do, let's wait another day."

Jia Ping'an is really busy.

Later he went to Gao Yang's place.

"Uncle Wuyang is here, and the succulent is shining!"

Gao Yang was sitting on the couch, the weather was a bit hot, he didn't know what he was wearing underneath, but the outside was covered with tulle, his eyes were full of flesh.

"Has anyone been looking for you recently?"