Chapter 186: Ji Gang Passes the Level

There was no sound at the gate of the Imperial College, and everyone was looking at Zhao Sheng.

"What does he do at home?"

There must be a reason for acting rashly, and it was aimed at the teacher of the emperor's grandson. It would be strange if he had no background.

Someone who probably knew the inside story sneered, "Zhao Sheng's uncle is in Jinyiwei."

"Jinyiwei?"

The person who asked the question immediately shut up. It is obviously not a profitable business to mess with Jin Yiwei these days.

"Could it be that the people of Jinyiwei are playing with the emperor's grandson?"

Some people immediately thought of the Commander of Jin Yiwei who was said to have to give face to the prince and grandson.

Ji-gang!

"But I just want to know how Mr. Fang uses mathematics to govern!"

A nervous student shouted regretfully.

"Didn't you already buy a math book?"

"But that's just the first volume."

"Since there is the first volume, there will definitely be a second volume and a third volume. Wait slowly."

The angry student shouted at Zhao Sheng: "Don't think that your uncle is great because he is Jin Yiwei, but he is the grandson of the emperor, and the future emperor, your uncle is nothing!"

The corners of Zhao Sheng's mouth twitched, wanting to refute, but today he had already failed completely, even being completely ignored by Fang Xing.

What are the consequences of failure?

Will this matter involve the struggle between the DPRK and China?

A small Imperial College student is not qualified to be used as cannon fodder, so...

The weather in the morning and evening has made Zhu Di uncomfortable, so he handles political affairs in the Snapper.

At this time, a young eunuch came in, and he whispered in the ear of Zhu Di's personal eunuch for a while.

The eunuch walked over, lowered his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, someone provoked me today before waking up."

Zhu Di asked without raising his head, "Why?"

The eunuch said more respectfully: "Someone wants to make Fang Xing an enemy of Confucianism,

There is an uncle in the family, Jin Yiwei Qianhu. "

"Um?"

Zhu Di threw away the memorial in his hand, his frowning made everyone in the warm pavilion hang their heads.

"Chuan Ji Gang came to see me."

Fang Xing came home and saw Jia Quan just after dinner.

"I said, why are you sneaking around all day, this is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair!"

Jia Quan smiled awkwardly: "The first thing I learned was spying, so I couldn't change it later."

"What's the matter?"

Fang Xing heard Jia Quan's stomach growling, so he asked the kitchen to make noodles for him.

After thanking Jia Quan haha, he said: "Your Highness knows what happened in the Imperial College this afternoon, and I will let the next official tell you. There is no need to worry about this matter. Your Majesty will have a judgment."

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "I want to know who is behind it?"

Madan! A student of the Imperial College dared to question the book we woke up to. If you know that the book was printed in the palace, Sabi would believe that the emperor didn't know about the book.

But under such circumstances, someone actually stood up, and taking advantage of the opportunity of the Imperial College dismissing from school, they wanted to dig a hole to bury them in public.

Seeing Fang Xing grinning, Jia Quan felt a chill coming up from his tailbone.

"Tell me, if grandson asks, just say that I forced you to say it."

Fang Xing saw Jia Quan's embarrassment, just when a big steaming bowl of noodles arrived, he got up and said.

The noodles look very chewy, and the soup is whitish, which is the color that has been boiled for a long time with big bones.

On top of the noodles, there was a layer of minced meat topping, a little chili oil and shallots, which made Jia Quan's appetite whet.

"Zhao Sheng has an uncle named Zhao Guozhang who is a thousand householder of Jinyiwei."

Fang Xing waved his hand thoughtfully and said, "Hurry up and eat noodles, and then go back and report to your life."

Jia Quan was eating noodles, Fang Xing walked to the door, looked at the few stars hanging in the deserted sky, the corners of his mouth gradually tightened.

Jia Quan finished eating in twos and twos, burped, and bowed to leave.

"Go back and tell Taisun not to move!"

Fang Xing warned.

Ji Gang's current power has reached its peak, and when the moon is full, it will lose, and when the water is full, it will overflow. Everyone knows this truth.

Retiring early is the best way to deal with it.

But will Ji Gang, who has tasted the sweet taste of power, be willing to be lonely?

When Ji Gang walked into the hall, seeing Zhu Di's expressionless face above him, he knelt down with a plop.

"Boom!"

Zhu Di put the teacup in his hand on the table heavily, and said coldly: "Then what's going on with Zhao Guozhang?"

Ji Gang's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately argued: "Your Majesty, you are talking about the matter of the Imperial College today, I just investigated it clearly here, please allow me to defend myself."

Zhu Di snorted, and Ji Gang hurriedly said: "According to my investigation, that Zhao Sheng was relatively close to the former Siye Qin Ban in the Imperial College. Later, Qin Ban was dismissed, and Zhao Sheng has always held a grudge. After reading the book, he thought he had found a clue. When he found out that Fang Xing had arrived at the Imperial College, he blocked the way to question him."

What a blocking question!

Zhu Di's chief eunuch lowered his eyes and remained silent, but in his heart he expressed his admiration for Ji Gang's miraculous skill of shape-shifting and shadow-changing.

The intelligence at the time said that Zhao Sheng wanted to make Fang Xing an enemy of Confucianism, but when it came to Ji Gang, it turned into a questioning in the way, which was purely an academic dispute.

Several smoked cages were burned in the hall, and the warmth was very comfortable. But Ji Gang felt very hot.

heat!

Big drops of sweat slid from his face to the ground, quickly soaking the ground beneath him.

Ninety-five honors, life and death.

I want rights!

At this moment, Ji Gang has never been so eager for power.

He also wants to dominate the life and death of others.

"Asshole!"

After a moment of silence, a roar came from above, accompanied by a teacup.

"Snapped!"

Ji Gang only felt a pain on his forehead, and then the tiles slipped from his eyes.

like a statue!

Ji Gang didn't dare to move, even though the warm blood was streaming down from his forehead, blurring his vision.

In this red line of sight, he saw Zhu Di getting up from the throne and striding over.

"Do you think I don't know your little trick?"

Zhu Di's beard was raised, but it didn't mean happiness, but extreme anger.

"You, Ji Gang, are so courageous that you even dare to recruit Fang Xing, huh?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, and Ji Gang immediately lay down on the ground, wailing: "Your Majesty, I just admire the knowledge of the teacher of His Highness Taisun, so I want to invite Mr. Fang to teach the people in Jinyiwei Yamen, I am guilty! You deserve it! die!"

Zhu Di stopped in his tracks, and said coldly: "The king of Han is studying behind closed doors recently, do you, Ji Gang, want to go too?"

The eunuch sighed in his heart, knowing that Ji Gang had passed another level.

Just now Ji Gang said that he wanted to invite Fang Xing to teach at Jinyiwei, but he was indirectly saying that Zhu Gaochi and his son were surrounded by well-educated people, while Han Wang and him, Ji Gang, were isolated and helpless.

Sure enough, Zhu Di kicked Ji Gang on the shoulder, rolled over a few times, and then cursed: "Get lost!"

Ji Gang almost rolled and crawled to the outside of the hall.

Although there are lanterns not far from this road, it is mostly dark farther away.

In this place where darkness and light intertwine, Ji Gang licked the blood on his lips.

The light reflected colorful colors on his face, and the red face gradually cracked.

Ji Gang smiled silently. (To be continued.)