Fang Ying was a little stunned and kindly reminded: "Brother, you wait like this, don't you have to wait until the second half of the night?"

"Then the second half of the night? Hehe!"

Speaking of Gao Jia and the others, the Imperial Guard curled his lips: "The two of them will only listen to a little song."

Fang Ying bowed.

Immediately stepped into Liangyi Hall.

The imperial guards on duty looked at Fang Ying's back, their eyes full of envy.

In the Tang Dynasty, officials with a fifth rank or above were qualified to participate in daily court meetings... Fang Ying was a marquis of Kaiguo County, from the third rank.

The imperial guards cannot do it.

Although you can enter and exit the palace, the court will not be able to enter unless the emperor calls it.

Inside Liangyi Hall.

Civil and military ministers filled the court.

In front of the hall, two ministers were blushing and had thick necks, and were quarreling about political affairs.

The generals were drowsy when they heard it.

So, the bottom of the Panlong Pillar became a good place, occupied by Cheng Yaojin and other several thorns because they could sleep on their backs.

On the dragon throne.

Li Shimin sat high and found the sneaky Fang Ying at a glance. He just glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

A newly promoted marquis.

In front of a room of Dukes and Dukes, it is a silver order, and it is not worth the emperor's special reception.

Just then.

A man whispered to him not far away: "Erlang, come here."

Fang Ying followed the sound and found that it was Cheng Yaojin's second son, Cheng Chuliang.

He hurried over, stood with the Black Iron Tower, and asked in a low voice: "Second, why are you here?"

Cheng Chuliang smiled and said, "I am not talented, I have just given the title of General of the Left Guard to the Saint."

Fang Ying raised his eyebrows.

I thought this is the benefit of the second generation of officials.

Cheng Chuliang, whose courtesy name is Hongliang,

In the seventh year of Zhenguan, he was granted the title of Duke of Dong'a County for his father Cheng Zhijie's merits. Later, he was ordered to marry the eleventh daughter of Emperor Taizong, Princess Li Jing of Qinghe, and was appointed as the Duwei of the Prince, and served as the General of the Left Guard.

The official position of Zhonglang General.

It turned out to be granted at this time.

"etc!"

"In the seventh year of Zhenguan, Princess Qinghe was only ten years old, right?"

Cheng Chuliang, Cheng Chuliang, look at you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you won’t let go of the princess so young... Fang Ying was full of envy.

At the same time, he looked at Cheng Lao Er with contempt.

"What's your look?" Cheng Chuliang looked puzzled: "The General of the Left Guard is a fourth-rank official, and he is not young anymore."

"No, you misunderstood." Fang Ying sighed: "I just feel... Princess Qinghe has endured the pain that she shouldn't have at her age."

Cheng Chuliang looked confused.

I feel like I can’t chat if I win the room.

They were talking, and the two ministers in front ended the quarrel, and it seemed that under the coordination of Li Shimin, they reached a consensus on their opinions.

Just then.

Among the ministers, one of them stood up and bowed in the middle of the hall and said:

"Your Majesty, I impeach my son-in-law's love, a crime of being unjust!"

As soon as this is said.

The hall is quiet.

One by one, one eye was focused on the middle-aged civil servant with outstanding temperament.

Fang Ying looked dark.

I thought to myself that less than five minutes after I came in, someone jumped out to impeach me. Who did I provoke whom?

He turned his head and asked Cheng Chuliang: "Who is this person?"

Cheng Chuliang curled his lips and showed disdain: "This coward? He is the minister of the school—"
Chapter completed!