The North Korean discussion is over.

The result of the Korean debate: Feng Quli was defeated.

Not only did it fail miserably, but it also became a joke.

Feng Quli walked out of Xianyang City in a daze. When he walked to the street, he saw a newspaper in the corner of the wall.

Feng Quli recognized it from afar, and this was the general's tabloid.

Why can Feng Quli recognize him so quickly? Because he has read the General Taboo many times.

Especially this edition, the fu of innocence is clearly printed on it.

Black and bold, front page headlines, very eye-catching.

Moreover, Feng Quli personally spent 100,000 yuan to ask someone to print it.

Now every word has become a mockery.

Feng Quli suddenly felt that his life was a joke.

It’s so amazing, who would have thought that Feng Jia actually borrowed money to bribe?

How did this guy have a brain?

Feng Quli walked home dejectedly.

Unexpectedly, when he was halfway through, he was stopped. Several reporters walked towards Feng Quli with interest and asked seriously: "Mr. Feng, can you tell us what you think now?"

"I heard you lost in the court. Have you really bribed Wang Wu?"

"Mr. Feng, since you bribed Wang Wu, why did you write another piece of Innocence? Is Innocence provoking?"

"Mr. Feng, please...Oh, help me, Lord Feng is beating someone. Lord Feng is beating the reporter."

Other reporters seized this opportunity and immediately picked up the camera and took a photo.

Great, tomorrow's headlines have.

Li Shui and Li Xin stood in the distance, looking at Feng Quli, who was embarrassed.

Li Xin said: "Do you think this guy is innocent?"

Li Shui nodded: "It's probably innocent, otherwise he wouldn't be stupid enough to write a tribute to innocence."

"But, you say he is innocent, where can he go to innocently? He must know that he has bribed Wang Wu, but he just doesn't know that he spent so much money."

Li Xin asked: "As for Wang Wu's money, what are you going to do?"

Li Shui said: "That's Wang Wu's money, what can I do?"

Li Xin was happy.

They watched Feng Juli enter Feng's mansion, and then Li Shui waved his hand.

The craftsmen who had been waiting nearby immediately went to Feng's mansion excitedly.

In Feng’s mansion, Feng Quli was standing in the yard, looking at the grass and trees here.

This place was left by three generations of ancestors.

From the upsurge of his own generation, the Feng family is all aristocrats.

Feng Quli was very lucky that his father and grandfather were all born in the legitimate family, so the house was passed down from generation to generation and passed down to him.

I didn't expect that it would belong to someone else so soon.

Feng Quli sighed and said to the servant, "Go, pour me a glass of wine."

Feng Quli is ready to say goodbye to the old house.

However, at this moment, the people from Shangjun Villa came.

After they arrived, they said to Feng Quli: "Sir Feng, we are here to accept this house."

Feng Quli said unhappily: "Can you not wait for a day?"

The craftsmen coughed dryly and said, "We can wait, but... if we can't get what we should get for a long time."

"I don't know if Your Majesty will be angry, I don't know if the banished immortal will be angry, I don't know what the press conference waiting outside said. I don't know if the people in Xianyang City think that Lord Feng can't afford to lose."

"Of course, we all know that Lord Feng can definitely afford to lose. I am just worried... those ignorant little people will make random guesses and misinterpret their character."

"Wouldn't it be unfair if a person with such a noble character is labeled like this?"

The craftsmen always say that they are thinking about Feng Quli, but Feng Quli hears it all in his ears, and it is all threatening.

What? Do you want to tell Your Majesty? Do you want to let the exiled immortal deal with me? Do you also want to notify the reporter?

Feng Quli's lungs were almost exploding.

But he held back.

He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said to the servants beside him: "Let them check."

As a result, these servants did not move.

Feng Quli looked at the servant unhappily: "Didn't you hear it?"

The servant coughed dryly and said to Feng Quli with some embarrassment: "Sir, I no longer belong to you anymore. When the housekeeper mortgages the assets, he also mortgages us slaves as assets."

"I am now barely considered a member of Shangjun Villa."

Feng Quli looked at the face of the person beside him and was so angry that he was so angry.

This guy... said it was very regretful, but the expression on his face was a smile.

It's not just a smile, it's almost awesome.

Bah, shameless.

Feng Quli said to the craftsmen: "I am penniless now and there is no one available around me. You can only do it yourself to count the assets."

The craftsmen agreed respectfully, then turned to the servants of Feng's mansion and said, "From now, you will be the non-staff members of Shangjun Villa."

"When counting accounts, you must actively cooperate. As long as you cooperate well, you may get a reward."

"I believe you know. The character of the exiled immortal is punished for his mistakes and rewarded for his merits. He is a real man. If you want to go further and live a good life, then be more serious and positive."

All the servants agreed, and then took the initiative to help the craftsmen in Shangjun Villa count their property.

Feng Quli felt uncomfortable when he looked at these active servants.

It's like... you just broke up with someone you love deeply, but the next minute, he got out of singleness.

It turns out that the person I have loved for a long time is a scumbag.

Now that Feng Quli is watching the servant, he feels like a resentful woman looks at a scumbag.

However, no matter whether it is a scumbag or not, this beautiful house has nothing to do with him.

Feng Quli sat on a stone bench, hugged his knees with his hands, and watched the clouds rolling in the sky.

It is hard to say whether he is sad or humiliated now. Anyway... he acted quite calmly.

It only took three hours to count the property.

During these three hours, Feng Quli did not eat or drink water. He just watched calmly, as if watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

He even remembered the Buddhist scriptures.

Since Buddhism was introduced, many high-ranking officials and nobles have become interested in Buddhist scriptures.

In their opinion, Buddhist scriptures are also a kind of philosophy, and are considered one of the hundreds of schools of thought.

So, they began to study Buddhist scriptures as academic research.

Although Feng Quli did not study it in depth, he also heard some of the contents in the Buddhist scriptures.

I didn't think anything was there before, but now I finally realized the state of mind that was told in the Buddhist scriptures.

So Feng Quli felt sad and couldn't help but recite the famous Buddhist scriptures he remembered the most familiar: "Form is emptiness, emptiness is color..."

…………

Not far from Feng's Mansion, Wang Wan was sitting in the Prime Minister's Mansion and entertaining Li Si.

Li Si smiled and said, "Today's Prime Minister's move is very high. Let those court officials compliment Feng Juli, make him lose his vigilance, make him greedy for merit and make him rashly, and then be slapped underground by the exiled immortal."

"Now it seems that Feng Quli has been completely finished. He can no longer threaten the Prime Minister's position."

Wang Wan smiled slightly and said, "It's really not to be hiding it. Lord Tingwei think about it. Is there only Feng Quli the only one who can threaten my position as prime minister?"

Li Si was slightly stunned and asked Wang Wan: "The Prime Minister means..."

Wang Wan said quietly: "The Censor is used to supervise all officials. If the Prime Minister makes mistakes, he will be promoted from the Censor to the Prime Minister and command all officials."

"So, not only Feng Quli is sitting in the position of the Censor, but also someone will be killed. I have ruined Feng Quli, which is useless."

Li Si nodded slowly: "This makes sense."

Wang Wan smiled slightly: "But now I have a plan to keep my seat."

Li Si said puzzledly: "What plan?"
To be continued...