Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Within a few days, the censorship of the court began to be collectively written. When the prime minister Lin Ruoxi succumbed to the property of others and murdered the lives of the people, the incident was shocked, but Wu Bo’an himself was wearing a hat of northern traitors. So in general, public opinion still tends to be prime minister.

However, on the way to Wu’s admission to Dali Temple, he met an indiscriminate assassination. I don’t know if it was Wu’s fate, or the prime minister’s life was too bad. At that time, the two emperors were swimming with Jing Wang Shizi. In the street, it was saved at the right time.

As a result, the taste of things began to change.

It is rumored that in the deep palace, the Emperor Majesty once asked the Prince and the Second Emperor how to deal with this matter. After the silence, the Prince said that the evidence was insufficient, and that the prime minister was successful in the country and could not believe in the people. Although the second emperor rescued Wu in the street. It still maintains a silent attitude with the younger brother of the Prince.

After all, the prime minister is the head of the hundred officials, no matter how it is handled, it will cause an uproar.

It was only when the night Jing Jing heard this from his son's mouth, and was very angry. It was very rare to enter the palace and talk with the emperor for a long night. No one knows exactly what to talk about. The Emperor’s Majesty sifted through the stamps of the past ten years, looked at the bank’s silver money, and watched the hard work of the prime minister’s hard work, silently, with a sigh.

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"Shandong Road, the history of Peng Tingsheng... Hey, it was lifted 11 years ago. At that time, I first came to the stage and felt that this student was very obedient." Prime Minister Lin Ruoxuan was in his forties, but his face looked a bit old, "but I didn't think he would be so obedient, you should be clear, I didn't let Peng Tingsheng do these things. Wu Bo'an is already dead, if I really want to take his family out. It will be so simple."

"Maybe Peng Daren secretly tried to figure out the mind of the gods, so he did this confusing thing." Lin Hongjun's confidant friend Yuan Hongdao frowned slightly.

"Hey?" Lin Ruoxi looked at him with a smile. Whispered: "But Peng Ting is not a fool. If it is not an order to go out, he will not make a bet with his official voice. Not to mention the day before yesterday in Beijing to kill people, who did this thing? Why check Come to Xiangfu?"

Yuan Hongdao’s expression is somewhat rude. He gently rubbed the long beard under the jaw and said: "He Zongwei is a member of the East Palace, but it is a small piece. There should be no courage to do this thing. There must be someone behind it, but I don't know if it is a queen or a long princess."

"It's Yun Rui." The prime minister smiled. "She is mostly in the middle of the DPRK. She is in the court, and this is her revenge on the old man."

"What is revenge?"

"Retaliation...a lot." The prime minister sighed. "Including the morning things, including the son-in-law. It includes things between me and her."

"Actually..." Yuan Hongdao said nothing.

"Say it."

Yuan Hongdao said with a smile: "In fact, it is still to look at the meaning of your Majesty. If you don't believe it, the status of the Lord will naturally be stable."

"With such a bad means, the Holy Spirit will definitely see it clearly." The prime minister smiled. "But the problem is that you are willing to see clearly."

"What is the truth of this?"

"There were so many Jingguans who died a few days ago. As the head of the civil service, I was responsible for it." The prime minister closed his eyes and analyzed: "The most important thing is that my Majesty does not want me to continue to be the prime minister."

Yuan Hongdao replied very respectfully: "Following the Lord, in fact, things still have a turning point. Please speak Fan Shangshu. The relationship between Fan Fu and the Supervisory Academy is dense. If Chen Pingping is willing to stand on the side of the same family, then no matter what. How the court will toss, and your majesty will stand on your side."

Lin Ruoxi shook his head: "Your Majesty just wants me to let a road go."

"Who will leave the road to?"

"Give the Prince, or say, to the future." Lin Ruoxi thinks thoughtfully. "The momentum of Fan Leisure is too fierce. If I am still in the middle, he will be in charge of the supervision institute, with one hand in the inner bank and behind the back. There is a truth for him to support, this power, I am afraid that even the emperor can not keep up. I told Fan Fan a few days ago, Mu Xiu Yu Lin, the wind will destroy ..."

"The meaning of His Majesty is very clear. He wants to cultivate Fan Xian as a generation of good ministers. The good life assists the prince who will sit in the dragon chair in the future... Since Fan is going to be in the upper position, the nature will naturally be inferior." Lin Ruoxi smiled and said: "If this is If you are still there, Fan is dangerous."

Yuan Hongdao was slightly surprised, but the corner of his eye was found to be faintly smiling, like a child laughing at something.

The sound of Dabao playing with water came out of the window. The facial expression of the prime minister softened. He stood up and walked to the window and looked out. He looked at his eldest son, his brow slightly moved and said softly: "Tomorrow I Will let the children come to take Dabao to Fanfu."

Yuan Hongdao waited for the next sentence of the lord.

"I will go to the palace to resign, I believe that you will see the hard work of these years, and the old man will have a more stable old age."

What Yuan Hongdao was going to say, the prime minister waved coldly and stopped, looking back at him quietly.

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After a long silence, Lin Ruoxi’s words brought a few sighs: "The letter to Peng Tingsheng was written by you."

The study room suddenly calmed down. After a long time, Yuan Hongdao whispered: "Exactly, even the assassination of this Beijing-based assassination was done by the guards of the government."

"Why?" The prime minister frowned, seemingly distressed. "Since the old man entered the DPRK as an official, there is only one of your friends. I ask you to be very respectful to you on weekdays. Why do you forbear so long, suddenly shot, and a shot Wouldn't you leave the old man a little retreat?"

Yuan Hongdao and the prime minister have lived together for half a lifetime. It is really a friend of a lifetime. It is actually this person who has arranged these many things and pushed the prime minister into such awkward situation. He has mastered too many secrets of Xiangfu. Framed, even Lin Ruoxi only had a concession!

He looked at the old face of the prime minister and said with a slight apology: "Everyone's existence has his purpose and intention. Old friends, I have hidden in your study for so many years, in fact, it is today. I should have accepted someone, and when he needs you to step down, I will help him."

Lin Ruoxi looked at the old friend in front of him, and his lips were slightly tilted: "Whether Yun Rui has promised you how much benefit, you can let your friends sell for glory."

Yuan Hongdao shook his head and said: "It's not a good friend, it's not a glory... but you need to be old, and the long princess needs it. The court needs you to leave Kyoto. As for the glory..." He smiled bitterly. "I thought...if you If I don’t realize what I am doing, I will accompany you to my hometown and spend the rest of my life together."

Lin Ruoxi was slightly surprised, and he became more and more confused about what he had been thinking about in front of him.

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**Night*(**Please delete)*(**Please delete) In the enveloped Kyoto, Yuan Hongdao, accompanied by the book boy, packed his own bag, with a hint of sorrow, and looked back at the closed house. The door, sighed, and got on a carriage.

On the carriage, one of the censors of the court was watching him indifferently: "Mr. Yuan, when is it enough to go to Dali Temple to testify?"

Yuan Hongdao didn't look at the middle-aged man. The right hand gently stroked the long beard under the jaw. After a while, he said faintly: "No, the prime minister will go to the palace tomorrow to resign, and his Majesty will terminate the case. survey."

After listening to the censorship of the Imperial Academy, he was furious and screamed: "The evidence is all there, and you will surely get the traitor to be jailed! If you dare not testify, be careful that you can’t get rid of the relationship, you follow the traitor. How many years will it be clean?"

Yuan Hongdao glanced at him coldly. The adviser, who has always been known for his elegance, was stunned at this time. Like two sharp knives, the censor was a little scared.

"I only listen to the order from Xinyang." Yuan Hongdao looked at the poor imperial history and indifference in front of him: "When is it your turn to arrange for me to do things?"

The imperial history was shocked, and it became clear why the scribes of the prime ministers actually turned against the water at the most critical time. It turned out that the other party was actually a long princess!

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In the early morning, a carriage rushed out of the city gate and opened the Xicheng Gate. The horse was on the official road and headed for Xinyang.

Yuan Hongdao smashed the sword hidden in the handle of the umbrella, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his heart was calculated to be Xinyang. How should some crazy mad princess arrange this piece of chess that has been lurking for many years.

In his heart, there is inevitably a sigh of relief for the prime minister, Lin Ruoxi. After all, they are decades old friends, and they spend more time together than with their families. After hiding for so many years in Xiangfu, I finally completed the promise of the year. In the process of the prime minister's stepping down, Yuan Hongdao played the most disgraceful and most important role. Lin Ruoxi did not kill him, which itself is worthy of Yuan Hongdao's gratitude.

He has already dismissed his bookboy, and the carriage is only the coachman in front of him. Yuan Hongdao looked coldly at the driver's whip and found that the right wrist was extremely flexible. Obviously, he had extremely brilliant martial arts.

After a long time, the vehicle passed the 18-mile station and entered the deserted mountain road. At this time, the carriage slowly stopped, and the driver turned back and looked at Yuan Hongdao with a very unusual and extremely sharp look.

After a little silence, the coachman suddenly said: "The dean's death is a thank-you to the gentleman." He paused and said in a deep voice: "Please allow the lower official to express his admiration to the gentleman."

Yuan Hongdao said with a slight sadness: "I don't admire myself to plant myself... Let's talk about Xinyang's plan. I believe that after this, the princess should believe me."

He is a nail, a nail that has been inserted by Chen Pingping in the prime minister for many years.

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