"No, the door was blocked. The door was actually blocked."
As soon as Yu Gang opened the door, the little bookkeeper who was watching the door saw a sea of people outside the door, holding small flags, filled with indignation and tyrannical momentum, like a mountain or a moon.
This formation made me break into a cold sweat.
Yu Gang mustered up his courage, and when he was about to show his authority and step forward to interrogate him, he took a few servants with him and boldly went to drive them away. He saw Yan Qi jumping out and grinning at him.
Yu Gang was frightened.
When he saw Yan Qi, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He couldn't fart. He shrank his head, turned around and ran back.
"coward!"
Yan Qi chuckled, and seeing the effect, he waved his hand: "Keep shouting."
The students held up flags and said in unison: "Justice is sacred and inviolable, justice is sacred and inviolable..."
…
Zheng Ding is writing and writing in the office.
The four deputy ministers stared at the pen in Zheng Ding's hand, with different expressions, but they all showed one look: excited!
As soon as Zheng Ding's word "花" was written with a cursive prefix, the four deputy ministers started to flatter him.
"Master Shangshu is really powerful. His skill can be seen as soon as he starts writing. One horizontal stroke and two vertical strokes are light and elegant, and the willows are swaying in the wind."
"That's right, with such an elegant cursive prefix, without twenty years of skill, it is absolutely impossible to write it."
"If my calligraphy can reach the level of Master Shangshu, this life will be enough."
"Master Shangshu's calligraphy level is definitely higher than that of Guoping and Tang Bufan. I particularly like your calligraphy, sir. I have made a reservation. Ten thousand taels of silver have been paid for it."
…
Zheng Ding laughed.
Feel good.
Especially the last flattery: "The level of Master Shangshu must be higher than that of Guopingren and Tang Bufan."
Guopingren and Tang Bufan's calligraphy attainments are among the top ten in Dahua.
If my calligraphy is better than that of Guopingren and Tang Bufan, doesn't it mean that I can also be a calligrapher?
As a high-ranking person, there is no shortage of money.
what do you like?
Like entitlement.
Prefer fame.
Like Zheng Ding, he has a different pursuit of power and reputation.
The power has reached the level of the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the promotion to the position of Supreme Minister is almost at a standstill.
Reputation can be passed down through the ages.
Especially, he is in a good mood now.
Last night, he paid a visit to Yang Ke.
Yang Ke has repeatedly assured him that no matter what Yan Qi does, there is no need to be afraid, he can easily suppress it.
Moreover, Yang Ke also had a plan to deal with Yan Qi.
If Yan Qi is suppressed, what can the Guoping people do?
So what if I hit him?
It's just a wasted fight.
Zheng Ding hummed a tune.
Bang bang!
"It's bad, the door is blocked. It's bad, the door is blocked."
Zheng Ding was humming a little tune and was in a happy mood. He was so angry at the sudden harsh shout that he had no intention of writing and shouted outside: "Who is making such a loud noise? Hit me with a stick."
Yu Gang ran in in a panic, panting.
"Master Shangshu, something bad happened. The door of the Ministry of Revenue was blocked."
Zheng Ding slapped the table: "How brave, who dares to block the door?"
Yu Gang blurted out: "Yan Qi!"
"What?"
Zheng Ding's heart tightened.
Bah!
The pen fell to the ground and the ink spilled all over.
Zheng Ding's face was ashen and extremely ugly.
Originally, he still harbored fantasies, imagining that Yan Qi was just saying harsh words and looking for trouble, and did not dare to disturb his Tai Sui.
However, Yan Qi really does what he says.
He said harsh words to himself yesterday, and he came to visit him this morning.
So cruel.
However, Zheng Ding is not afraid.
Zheng Ding sneered: "Isn't it just Yan Qi? What can he do? A mere third-grade brat dares to show off his power in front of me. Even if An Sihai comes, I'm not afraid. Just let Yan Qi make trouble. Go, he dares to break down the door? Of course not! If Yan Qi dares to take action, report him to the officials immediately."
Yu Gang looked panicked: "But, but..."
Zheng Ding was in a irritable mood: "But, but, you are a fart, are you a stammer?"
Yu Gang finally spoke out: "Yan Qi brought thousands of people with him! All the students from the Royal Academy gathered around the door of the house, and it was blocked. It was blocked."
"What?"
Zheng Ding slapped the table: "Are all the students from the Royal Academy here?"
Yu Gang nodded: "Thousands of people, really thousands of people."
"Why are there so many students?"
Zheng Ding was stunned: "There are only more than a thousand students in the Royal Academy."
Yu Gang said: "Classes are on strike. Royal Academy has already gone on strike. All the students gathered around the door of the household, holding small flags and writing a letter: Justice is sacred and inviolable."
day!
Zheng Ding had blue veins on his forehead and said bitterly: "You Yan Qi, you actually mobilized students to besiege me. Let me see what you can do to me."
Yu Gang looked at Zheng Ding: "Master Shangshu, what should I do? Please get a charter."
Zheng Ding didn't want to face it, but he had to face it. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go meet Yan Qi for a while. This guy is really ungrateful."
…
The door to the household department is wide open.
Zheng Ding stood at the door with his servants from the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Zheng Ding looked at it at a glance and saw a mighty formation, several long dragons, roaring mountains and tsunami. The formation was too powerful.
More than a thousand people gathered around the entrance of the house, how intimidating it was, how intimidating it was.
Yan Qi winked at Lin Ruoshan: "The real master is out, give me a wave of bayonets."
"Boss, please take a look."
Lin Ruoshan took the lead and rushed towards Zheng Ding, holding a small flag and shouting: "Zheng Ding, you beat the old master to the point where he can't walk, and you still want to get away with it? Could it be that because you are the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, you can beat people at will? Bullying us defenseless scholars?”
These words are appealing.
The talented people in the audience are all unarmed scholars.
After listening to Lin Ruoshan's words, he felt angry.
Everyone cheered and rushed forward.
"Zheng Ding, you beat someone and still act like nothing happened. Does Dahua still have Wang Fa?"
"Today you beat the old master of the country, tomorrow you will beat the Tang family, and the day after tomorrow, you will beat the talented people of the Royal Academy. You are so vicious, you must give us justice."
"Don't be afraid, everyone. The prince broke the law and is guilty of the same crime as the common people. Even if Zheng Ding is the minister, he will be punished if he beats someone in broad daylight."
…
A group of people howled and screamed. Each person spit out a mouthful of Xingzi and could drown Zheng Ding.
Zheng Ding's mind was buzzing.
"That's enough, that's enough. You ignorant students don't go to school, but you come to the household department to make trouble. You are really ungrateful. Come here, beat them all away."
A group of police officers rushed forward, holding sticks and trying to beat people.
The students rolled up their sleeves and wanted to fight.
Yan Qi rushed over: "Dear scholars, we are scholars. We are here to report problems, appeal, understand reason, and distinguish right from wrong. How can we hit people casually?"
"Even if Zheng Ding is unreasonable and orders the guards to beat you, you can't do it. We are here to reason, not to beat people. You just stand here and let the guards beat you."
"However, don't be afraid. As long as Zheng Ding and the officers dare to beat anyone, I will report it to the official immediately. I want to see if it is the officers of the Ministry of Revenue who are tough, or Dahua's legal toughness!"
When Zheng Ding heard this, he broke into a cold sweat: "Don't fight, don't fight at all!"
