I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

What's more, he is more proficient in Confucianism and Taoism than everyone present.

It is impossible for Zhengzhou to grasp the ability to control the weather now.

It is absolutely impossible for the broad sword to fall from the sky.

But since Zhao Ju'er said it swearingly, it means that the group of great Confucian scholars in the underground cave have made a move.

"Everyone, do you have anything else to say?" Zhao Xin looked at Sima Ling provocatively.

Sima Ling appraised the situation and quickly knelt down and said, "Zhengzhou's talent is so amazing, what happened today, I was careless, please punish me."

Zhao Xin waved his hand and said, "That's all, you are also thinking about Da Song Sheji."

It's not that he didn't want to punish Sima Ling, even Zhao Xin wanted to kill him.

But behind him stood Li You Taoist Sect.

Although there is already a tendency of saber-rattling, but it has not reached the point of killing Sima Ling.

After Sima Ling stood up, Zhao Ju'er took the opportunity to say, "Father, there is one more thing my daughter wants to ask Father to agree to."

Zhao Xin was in a good mood, nodded and said, "Say it."

Zhao Ju'er took a few steps forward, and when she was only a few meters away from Zhao Xin, she said seriously: "The assassins of Twelve Nights Red Moon will never let it go, the prime minister's mansion is already in danger, I would like to ask Father to send a sky planner to protect Zhengzhou's safety , if possible, I hope Tiance Fei will be able to come out in full force!"

hiss.

The officials gasped.

Tiance Flying General is the emperor's personal soldier, and his main duty is to protect the emperor's safety.

In the history of the Great Song Dynasty, no one has ever received the favor of Tiance Flying General.

Zhao Xin tapped on the armrest of the dragon chair: "Let's discuss this matter later, if there is nothing else, let's leave the court, I am tired."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." The uniform voice resounded through the Golden Luan Hall.

Zhao Ju'er followed suit and yelled a few words, full of doubts in her heart, didn't the emperor value Zhengzhou very much?Why avoid talking about this matter?

After the court dispersed.

Zheng Linyuan begged to see the Son of Heaven, and after the two met, Zhao Xin said bluntly: "Ju'er is really mad at me. It's the first time we met, and I want to send Tiance Flying Generals to protect Zhengzhou. She doesn't want to think about me." The safety of the royal father."

Zheng Linyuan looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, like a clay sculpture. He knew that the emperor of Song Dynasty was jealous.

"Forget it. The Prime Minister's Mansion is indeed in danger. Let General Li send someone to guard it, so I can feel more at ease."

Chapter 38 Let the Great Confucianism Break the Blood for Zhengzhou

Zhao Xin was simply sour, and when he asked himself, he felt that what Zhao Juer said was right.

If there is no Tiance Flying General to take care of him, with Li You Daozong's methods, there will always be times when he will succeed.

Zheng Linyuan shook his head lightly and said: "Don't be so troublesome, as long as Zhou'er doesn't leave the Prime Minister's mansion, unless Chu Jueqi does it himself, there is absolutely no danger."

Zhao Xin smiled wryly and nodded when he heard the words: "I forgot, those great Confucianists and saints in the Xiangfu underground are protected by them, so there is no need to plan the flying generals."

"Forget it, Ju'er, I will prevaricate. How does Uncle Zheng think about Taishan Academy?"

Zheng Linyuan said deeply: "This matter cannot be rushed. Although Zhou'er has the aptitude of a great Confucian, he has no means of self-defense. Letting him leave Tokyo city rashly is no different from giving him death."

After sipping tea, Zhao Xin said: "Uncle Zheng will decide this matter, but my disguise is full of loopholes. Ju'er said in the court today that Zhengzhou is the so-called son of heaven. I am afraid that Li You Daozong will not come again." Use conventional means to deal with the Xiangfu."

Zheng Linyuan snorted coldly and said: "Soldiers come to block you, water comes to cover you, do you really think that I, Zheng Linyuan, are afraid that they will fail? If Confucianism and morality are established, we must take advantage of this opportunity."

Zheng Linyuan returned to the prime minister's mansion when the two spied on Huoshaoyun again.

At this time, Zhengzhou had locked himself in his bedroom for a long time.

He leaned over his desk at the Huanghuali desk, frowning, and in front of him was an open Confucian classic.

He knew every word here, but even together, he didn't know it.

Zhengzhou didn't have much interest in the so-called Confucian classics, he just wanted to understand the reason for today's innate vision, this matter is very important, and it seriously affects his own death.

He was unwilling to investigate clearly.

Zheng Linyuan hadn't been in the mansion for a long time, so the housekeeper came up to him with a mournful face: "Master, go and see the young master, he has locked himself in the bedroom for half a day."

"At this time on weekdays, the young master has to go to Qingguan's place to exercise and come back after dark. Do you think the young master has hysteria?"

"It's also possible that I was frightened by the assassination. If it doesn't work, I'll go and take the most beautiful lady in Tokyo to my house. The young master will definitely return to normal after seeing her and exercising a little."

The butler has been in the mansion for a long time. When Zheng Linyuan was not the right prime minister of the Song Dynasty, he took care of everything in the mansion. He was also the one who watched the birth of Zhengzhou, so he naturally cared about his master.

Zheng Linyuan's head was full of black lines, and his brows were frowned: "What is Zhouer doing today?"

The housekeeper sighed and said, "The young master asked me to find a lot of Confucian classics to study, but he can't even recognize the characters, and he has never read the Four Books of Kaimeng. What's the use of these?"

Zheng Linyuan flicked his sleeves and said, "If he wants to watch it, let him watch it, and give him whatever Zhouer wants."

how?

My Zheng Linyuan's son can only be sensual and indulge in pleasure?

"By the way, the two ancient books with golden covers on the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion, you will send them to Zhou'er's room later. Those are the real Confucian and Taoist classics." After Zheng Linyuan finished speaking, he went to the rockery in the back garden.

The butler stared at his back and sighed.

It’s over.

Master is crazy too.

The young master is not as literate as me.

But he also had to do it, after all, it was the master's order.

Zheng Linyuan, who came to the back garden, immediately summoned Mo Jie.

After Mo Jie rushed over with a cold face, he knelt down and said, "This subordinate is not skilled in martial arts, and failed to protect the young master. Please punish the master."

Zheng Linyuan shook his head: "As long as Zhou'er is fine, how do you feel today?"

Hearing this, Mo Jie said without restraint: "I have never seen such a brave and fearless gentleman like the young master. Facing the assassination of Twelve Nights Red Moon assassins, he was not in a hurry, and he was not afraid of danger. Facing their daggers... , the young master even wanted to stand in front of me, my subordinates don't study much, the young master is a saint in my heart, even a saint is not as good as the young master."

Zheng Linyuan smiled and nodded.

This feeling.