The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 515: The Wind and Clouds of the Temple (Part 1)
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"Today, Chen Fan missed and killed Lu Song, the official secretary, Shangshu. I have already punished him for this matter. Zhu Qing said, who should replace the official secretary's position?"
Xuandi’s light and fluttering opening is considered to be a qualitative matter for this matter. It is unclear whether the person who is the upper hand and the eye-catching person in the court is so dead, or was killed by someone “missing”, I have to say , This is enough to slap your face.
Furthermore, Emperor Xuan himself slapped his face, so the power should not be underestimated.
From this point of view, Emperor Xuan hated the group of civil servants who had kidnapped him morally with loyalty and patriotism.
As soon as Emperor Xuan's voice fell, Wen Tianming wanted to stand up and recommend a successor. After all, the official minister must firmly control the position in the hands of the civil servant, which he must fight for.
But I didn't wait for a word to speak, I saw Chen Fan's storage bag flashed a ray of light immediately.
That meaning is obvious. Chen Fan may "fail" again at any time to chop off someone's head...
"Rogue!"
At this moment, all the civil officials scolded Chen Fan secretly in their hearts.
They usually study power and politics, and no longer just enjoy life, wherever there is a high level of cultivation, facing Chen Fan at this moment, it is like a talent meeting a soldier.
Although it is clear in his heart that even if Chen Fan is not afraid, he will not be able to continue to kill people in the court. After all, the Tanglin Party is not a vegetarian.
If it really annoys them, no one will have a good fruit to eat.
But having said that, there is a case in everything after all. What if Chen Fan is so stalwart, do you want to fight the Tanglin Party?
At this moment, even Wen Tianming didn't dare to open his mouth easily, because they didn't dare to gamble, let alone take their lives!
When Chen Fan saw this, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then he clasped a fist and said: "Chen believes that the dean of the Royal Academy, Li Chengfeng, has worked hard in recent years and he is sure to be in charge of the staff. "
As soon as this statement came out, Wen Tianming's eyes immediately turned cold.
He originally felt that today was going to happen, and he didn't care about it at first, but he didn't expect Chen Fan to use a trick to draw a salary from the bottom of the pan!
First, relying on his identity, he forcibly killed Lu Song, and then arranged for Li Chengfeng to become the official secretary.
I have to say, this plan is very ruthless and wonderful!
When Emperor Xuan heard Chen Fan's words, a smile of joy appeared on his face immediately. If it weren't for this meeting, he was afraid that he would be happy and laughed.
I thought that Chen Fan's killing of Lu Song was just impulsive, but I didn't expect that there would be such a follower.
With an uncontrollable surprise in the words, Emperor Xuan pretended to say: "I think the champion Hou is right, what does the prime minister think?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes were all looking at Wen Tianming, including the generals who were glaring at him, and of course Chen Fan who was touching the storage bag again...
"Weichen thought...Weichen thought..." Wen Tian couldn't help groaning. A cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was facing a dilemma in his heart.
On the one hand, once Li Chengfeng becomes the official secretary, it is foreseeable that the entire Daxuan civil servants and even the Tanglin Party will be restrained in the eyes of the future. This is something that the prime minister did not want to encounter.
On the other hand, Wen Tianming was afraid of Chen Fan, who never played cards according to common sense, thinking in his heart that if Chen Fan really did it, where would he go to reason?
Under the balance of the two phases, it was only after a long period of contemplation.