This anxious person is Wen Tiren. The emperor returned triumphantly. If he held this welcome ceremony, he should also hand it over to their Ministry of Rites. As the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, he should put this errand on himself.

In this way, wouldn’t I be able to show my face in front of the emperor? If I can get the emperor’s appreciation, the benefits would be so much that I would never dare to think about it.

Look at the other person, Lu Xiangsheng is an example. Jian Zai Zhen, was promoted to the third-rank Shuntian Prefecture of the Third Class, and was at the same level as himself. You must know that it took him half his life to get this official position. If he was not as good as he could, he would be such a high position. Isn’t this just after he was appreciated by the emperor?

Wen Tiren is envious. He really envies Lu Xiangsheng. This person will definitely rise to the top, and it will be a matter of time before he enters the cabinet.

The censor Wen Tiren walked up quickly and bowed to the several masters: "Old Zhang, come to the master, Master Li, Master Shi, you must not let you fight like this again. The emperor will return the next day. If we cannot discuss a layout today, we may not have enough time to arrange it. I hope you will order the guards in front of the palace to separate the ministers."

Originally, these teachers were here to make a fuss, but as for the results they had, it had nothing to do with them. Anyway, you just do whatever they discussed, but the fight was not as expected.

But the cabinet masters didn't want to care about anything. First, these censors really hate it, and second, what does it have to do with them when they beat them to death? Even if the emperor punished them, they would punish them. I would just watch the fun with peace of mind.

But after Wen Tiren said this, they finally remembered what happened today, but after discussing the triumphal ceremony of the Emperor returning to the court, if the current progress continues, I am afraid that the emperor has returned to the palace and has no result.

Although the elders of the cabinet were not very concerned about the emperor's triumphant ceremony, they did not want to be scolded by the emperor so without results. If they left an image of unfavorable affairs in the emperor's heart, it would be bad.

So several cabinet masters turned their attention to Zhang Ruitu, the oldest qualified one.

The three masters’ meaning is very obvious. You have proposed this proposal, and now we masters are listening to you, so please send a message and let them all stop.

The matter has been forced to the point, and Zhang Ruitu has been driven to the shelves again.

Zhang Ruitu took two steps forward. I spent my whole life in love between mountains and rivers, thinking about calligraphy. The officialdom is complicated. Maybe I want the emperor to say goodbye when I find an opportunity, and it is better to go home to play with my writing.

"Where is the Great Man General!" Zhang Ruitu yelled at the Great Man General who was watching the fun in the distance.

The great generals who were watching the fun and were ready to bet suddenly became straight. They knew that it was time for them to play. They couldn't help but feel a secret regret. What's the point of letting them go if they were going to decide the winner? Unfortunately, no one was on the banker to place bets, and this rare scene in a century also lacked a regret.

"You can't separate them quickly!" Zhang Ruitu kept his fingers saying.

"Yes!" After the Han general received the order, he immediately went up and pulled the censors and Lu Xiangsheng apart.

I saw that this place as a battlefield was in a mess, with official boots and crooked black hats everywhere.

The censors with a bruised nose and swollen face were taken by the Han general, but they still looked at Lu Xiangsheng with anger, as if they were saying that if they hadn't been blocked by someone now, they would have beaten you to death now!

Lu Xiangsheng's condition was not very good at this time. His official robe was still torn apart, his black hat was gone, and even one of the official boots on his feet was knocked off. His right face turned blue, and his mouth suddenly felt so painful.

"What kind of straits are you? What kind of straits are you? Fighting in front of the dragon throne! What's the difference between you and the rogues on the street! Well!" Zhang Ruitu said sternly.

Dozens of censors stopped talking, but their hatred eyes were still staring at Lu Xiangsheng. The meaning was very simple, please wait for me! Our censors were eyeing you and see if we don’t participate in you!

Lu Xiangsheng was also facing him, so I was waiting! My official conduct is straightforward and upright. Could it be that I am still afraid that you will not succeed!

"Enough! You guys are still like important officials in the court! Each person will deduct one month's salary as punishment!" Zhang Ruitu felt that these people could not be let go, otherwise the emperor would not explain what the difference is between fighting in front of the dragon throne and fighting in front of the emperor! They are all misconduct in front of the palace, so they have to be punished! But Zhang Ruitu didn't want to offend anyone more, so he said that he would be finished and fined one month's salary to increase their memory!

"Mr. Wen, let's talk about your opinions to all the court officials." Zhang Ruitu looked at Wen Tiren and asked you to call me out, so the rest of the stall will be handed over to you to end.

"This..." Wen Tiren suddenly felt a little numb. He just wanted to remind him not to miss the time, but he didn't mean to give an idea.

He secretly glanced at the censors and looked at their hatred like a mad dog. He immediately knew that whoever dared to support Lu Xiangsheng at this time would be their enemy. Don’t blame yourself for biting you to death in the future!

After all, it is not good to be ginseng every day, but Wen Tiren didn't want to lose this opportunity to give the emperor a favor, so he had a plan to think about it.

If you have it, just do it.

"The lower official has a small suggestion, I don't know whether to say it or not." Wen Tiren said confidently.

"Come on!" Zhang Ruitu really wanted to know what good way Wen Tiren had. After all, he didn't want to continue doing this anymore, otherwise if something went wrong, the emperor would definitely be the first to attack him.

"The officials thought that the triumphal future will be chaired by my Ministry of Rites. If the officials who want to go to watch the ceremony will take their families with them, they can also gain power. If any minister is unwilling to go, then don't go. In this way, there is nothing to fight for. What do you think, ministers, you guys?" Wen Tiren said, "No one offended him and bowed to the surroundings.

Shi Fenglai glanced at Wen Tiren and thought to himself that this is really a wonderful person and no one can offend him.

Zhang Ruitu also nodded. It seemed that there was no good way, so just follow what Wen Tiren said. He also wanted to finish it quickly. At that time, everything was enough to leave Wen Tiren halfway, and it was his responsibility if something went wrong.

"So, do as Minister Wen's wishes. All the fees are provided by the Ministry of Revenue. If you are ready, you will leave!" Zhang Ruitu waved his hand and left first. Anyway, the blame has been thrown to Wen Tiren, so it is also great to go home to practice calligraphy.
Chapter completed!