Huang Huai's health has been improving recently, thanks to the emperor who sent an imperial doctor to treat him like a squatting room.

He was grateful, really, with all his heart.

So he came to the outside of the imperial city early and prepared to enter the palace to attend the banquet.

Starting from Zhu Yuanzhang, the most important officials of the Ming Dynasty could ride horses, otherwise the emperor would be surprised and find an excuse to make you go home.

But Huanghuai is different. He is weak after a long illness, so it is best to take less breath, so Zhu Zhanji specifically reminded him to take a carriage and go up and down the yamen.

So his carriage was very eye-catching when parked outside. Those who arrived early took this as the center and gradually gathered over.

"That man was just confined. It is said that he was drinking and scolding the day before yesterday. He was really arrogant!"

"Xing and Bo went to his mansion and didn't know what he said, but the man was a little more honest, at least he didn't submit a memorial to defend himself."

"A birds of a feather, I can't say what I'm preparing for is shameful..."

"Shut up! Yang Rong is here!"

Several officials saluted at Yang Rong who was walking towards him, and then took aside.

Yang Rong walked to the side of the carriage and said to Huang Huai who lifted the curtain: "The weather is good today."

Huang Huai looked up at the sky and said, "It seems that there is no cloud, but there will be a heavy rain if you accidentally. It is best not to..."

Yang Rong touched the outside of the carriage and said lightly: "Those people are committing their own lives. Regardless of the mistakes, Duke Cheng has been banned. Xing, Bo and Yan Dajian have all made a trip, which is enough."

He turned around and looked at it. Seeing that no one was approaching, he raised his voice a little and said, "Your Majesty has limited patience. Those people are wrong first, and then make trouble. Your Majesty is angry and turned against you. Who will save it?"

Huang Huai turned his face blankly, looked behind Yang Rong calmly, and said, "I don't know! I set a precedent. No matter what, the soldiers were not punished. This is the origin of the domineering military man. If you don't suppress it, Lord Yang, the disaster of the vassal state is not far away!"

Yang Rong sneered: "I think too much about Lord Huang, and I don't talk about the other side. If the warrior wants to be domineering, Xing and Bo will not tolerate it first! But when he comes back, he goes to the Duke Cheng's mansion first. What does this mean? This is what makes Duke Cheng's tolerate it first! If you force him again, if Fang Xing turns his face, who will His Majesty support?"

Huang Huai coughed dryly, refused to slap his back on Yang Rong, and said coldly: "This matter cannot help but make a sound, that's all."

"Xinghe Bo..."

Yang Rong wanted to persuade him again, but the sound from behind made him smile bitterly. He turned around and looked at Fang Xing who was walking towards him, and said, "You want to fight him? Lord Huang, come back and give it to others, otherwise I will worry about you..."

Huang Huai's face turned slightly red. He looked at Fang Xing not far away and smiled slightly, saying, "If you die, you will die. Who will not die? Lord Yang, can you live forever?"

"It's early to Xing and Bible!"

Yang Rong's heart was already cold, and he just smiled and greeted Fang Xing, and then left in a hurry.

Fang Xing stood aside with Wuyou, and no one around took the initiative to get close to him.

Until someone came out to greet the ministers, Yang Rong still did not come.

Fang Xing glanced coldly at Huang Huai who was getting out of the carriage, and then followed the ministers in.

And Yang Rong hurriedly caught up.

The Double Ninth Festival Banquet is held in Jinshen Hall, which is adjacent to Huagai Hall and is behind Qianqing Gate.

...

Wuyou was taken to the back, and the Empress Dowager summoned the women in the harem and also had a Double Ninth Festival banquet.

There are several rows of small tables placed in the Jinshen Hall, each person and a table.

Fang Xing is in the second row on the right. This is not because he is humble, but because he cannot make an exception.

But when he saw the eunuchs leading the civil servants to go to the right, his heart thundered and immediately sat down in his seat.

After sitting down, he saw the judiciary bachelors being led to the first row.

"Xing He Bo, did you go wrong?"

Xia Yuanji was led over with a smile and sat on Fang Xing's left.

Fang Xing said with a normal expression: "Who knows!"

Both of them knew that this would never be wrong.

Yu Jia stood outside the door of the hall, looking at the ministers from time to time, and there was no possibility of mistake.

Huang Huai sat in the first row, just in front of Fang Xing.

The right side was finally arranged by Jian Yi, and in this way, he woke up was Huanghuai in front, Xia Yuanji in left, and Jian Yi in right.

The ocean of civil servants!

After Zhu Zhanji arrived, they made some trouble and then sat down.

Then eunuchs came in and they put a pot of chrysanthemums in the middle, and a unique smell gradually spread.

Next is the wine and food.

Needless to say, the food is the last feast, and many things can’t be eaten afterwards.

The wine is chrysanthemum wine, which smells light.

Zhu Zhanji picked up the wine glass and said, "The autumn harvest and winter harvest are hidden. This year, all the ministers work diligently, and the Ming Dynasty is another bumper harvest..."

This is a summary and an opening remark, so everyone listens quietly.

"...I am very pleased that a lot of taxes have been added in Shandong..."

Some people have a bad face. Where can I get more taxes in Shandong? Isn’t it just a complete refund of land? Then the fields that originally did not have to pay taxes will also be paid.

"The predecessors planted trees and later generations enjoyed the shade. Today, I and all the ministers are predecessors."

Zhu Zhanji gradually smiled, while many people below were just smirking or sternly looking.

"......Leave something for future generations. I want to leave behind a safe Ming Dynasty, and the enterprising Ming Dynasty, all the best of my efforts..."

The emperor raised his glass and everyone drank it all in one go.

The wine was cold, Fang Xing looked at the front of the right, and Yang Rong was at the front.

The Auxiliary Bachelors sat in the first row, and the arrangement was very interesting.

Fang Xing looked around again. Xia Yuanji was studying which dish to eat. Jian Yi looked ahead with a faint face, but he couldn't find the focal length...

Jian Yi looked sideways and looked at Fang Xing looking around coldly. He was about to raise his glass, but Du Qian stood up and said, "Your Majesty, although Duke Cheng made a small mistake, he is not a serious crime. He is missing today..."

Pleas for Zhu Yong?

And it was actually Zhu Zhanji's confidant Du Qian!

What does this mean?

Many people looked at Zhang Fu, thinking that even if they asked for love, Wu Xun should come forward!

Could it be the emperor's hint?

Xia Yuanji leaned over to Fang Xing and asked in a low voice: "It's started?"

Fang Xing nodded. Not only him, but everyone straightened their waists.

The Double Ninth Festival is a banquet, and these despicable things should not be mentioned. But the emperor took the initiative to mention them.

What's this?

Start a war!

After the incident, the emperor remained silent for a long time, but only confined Zhu Yong and sent Fang Xing and Yan Dajian to deal with the funeral. Everyone thought that the emperor wanted the matter to pass through silently, but now it seems that he was wrong.

Fang Xing glanced at the above and saw Zhu Zhanji looking at the ministers with a blank expression on his face, he knew his plans in his heart.

So when a minister stood up and started to fight back, Fang Xing put down the chopsticks and then bit the tendons in his mouth hard, crunching.

"...Your Majesty, the warriors are less restrained and are becoming more and more unscrupulous. Not to mention the incident in Shandong, a hundred households beat people to death in Huailai last month, and there are also..."

One by one, the image of the domineering warrior gradually became clear...

"It's all nonsense!"

When the warriors were suppressed, it was Wu Xun who stood out, and the martial artists were indeed preparing to stand out.

But the first person to get up was Fang Xing, who was sitting in the civil servant.

After just a few words, the ministers were speechless.

"Your Majesty, I assisted in the cleaning of gentry in Shandong and cleaned up corruption. Before the emperor came back, there were more than 300 people."

Well!

The awkward atmosphere immediately suppressed the passion and unity of the enemy just now.

You civil servants are not very good either!

Fang Xing looked at the martial artists with expressionless expressions raising eyebrows at the civil servants proudly, proudly.

He was a little tired of the atmosphere.

Yes, civil servants are not clean either, but are military officials clean?
Chapter completed!