He was so intimately held by this treacherous minister who had been intimidated for thousands of years, and was still in public, in broad daylight... Well, it was not dawn yet. But after so many people saw it, he would write a note in history in the future and add another one of the six thieves. He would be really wronged. He could not clean up his unjust grievances even if he poured out all the water of the Yellow River!

Boss Wen Fei was uncomfortable. But thinking about the hundreds of people in his family, they were all invited by others. Wen Fei felt like a hero was short of breath... It turns out that a hero could not die if a penny was worth!

"Come on, come on, sit down." Cai Jing intimately pressed Wen Fei onto the chair. This house was closest to the city gate and was also the highest-ranking court official, such as the Prime Minister Sangong and others, who could only sit down.

Wen Fei naturally didn't understand those things, so he sat down after someone asked him. But he saw an old man sitting next to him, looking at him with a constipation look on his face. The old man looked a little familiar, and Wen Fei was still thinking.

Then he heard Cai Jing smile and say, "This is Zhao Tingzhi, the left prime minister of the dynasty..."

Before Cai Jing finished speaking, Wen Fei had already changed color. Dao Ye, I thought it was someone, but he looked unhappy when he saw me. It turned out to be Zhao Mingcheng's father!

Wen Fei didn't think about the fact that he forced his daughter-in-law to rob him. But when he saw Zhao Tingzhi, he remembered Zhao Mingcheng and the dead ghost Wang Yuncheng's plot against him. New and old hatreds surged into his heart. Wen Fei snorted coldly: "The corpse is still angry. I see that you are so angry that you are so angry that you won't live long. Why not die in the palace?"

As soon as such vicious words came out, Zhao Tingzhi was furious, slapped the table and stood up, shouting angrily: "You, you..."

Cai Jing was also shocked by Wen Fei's fierceness. It is true that he and Zhao Tingzhi had a grudge. The two of them were both members of the new party. After Cai Jing became the left Pushe, he recommended Zhao Tingzhi as the right Pushe. Who knew that Zhao Tingzhi turned against him and refused to recognize others when he turned against him, and began to compete for power and profit with Cai Jing. Cai Jing was so angry that he almost vomited blood!

However, no matter how powerful the fight between these high-ranking officials and nobles was, they were also harmonious on the surface, and they would never show it. Although he intended to continue Wen Fei to deal with Zhao Tingzhi, he would never have thought that Wen Fei was so fierce, pointing at Zhao Tingzhi's nose and cursing.

"You..., I..." Zhao Ting couldn't even say anything. He covered his chest for a long time before he breathed, and cursed: "Children, I will definitely not give up with you!"

When Wen Fei saw it, he read the full text of the great joy of cultivation and adventure. It turns out that this guy has a heart disease. That's the best thing. Let's see if I won't piss you to death sooner or later!

Zhao Tingzhi seemed to feel that he was despicable to the prime minister's demeanor when he scolded Wen Fei. He whipped his sleeves and turned around and left the room. Wen Fei didn't care and sat down by himself.

The eunuchs who were serving immediately brought various snacks, fruits and vegetables, all of which were written by the imperial chefs in the palace. Wen Fei tasted them for a few bites. The taste was average, not as good as the vendors outside!

"Immortal Master..." Cai Jing smiled bitterly, "Although this old man in the Zhao family is hateful, it is probably a bit inappropriate to scold him here, right?"

Wen Fei pretended to be surprised and said, "It's strange. I'm telling the truth, so why did you scold him!"

Wen Fei's current identity is a charlatan. When he heard Wen Fei's statement, Cai Jing's eyes stumbled: "What the Immortal Master means..."

"I think he will live soon!" Wen Fei said bluntly. He was not talking nonsense. He just saw Zhao Tingzhi, and when he saw him, he found that the three fires of this guy were dim, like a candle in the wind, and it seemed that he had not lived for a few months.

At this moment, the bell in the palace rang. The time for court came. A group of officials entered one after another. Wen Fei did not kill the officials, but he was the highlight of the morning court this morning. After waiting in the courtyard for more than half an hour, the eunuch shouted: "Please ask Mr. Wen Fei to go to the hall..."

Wen Fei was taken by two little eunuchs and entered the palace. Originally, the main hall of the Northern Song Dynasty was the Daqing Hall, but the Daqing Hall was only used when the grand dynasty meetings were held. Generally, the court meetings that looked at each month, the congratulations and the reception of Khitan envoys when the ceremony was completed in the suburban temple were held in the Zichen Hall. Wen Fei was heading to the Zichen Hall.

Wen Fei was sent to the gate of Zichen Hall, and Wen Fei entered with great pride. He saw everyone in the hall looking at Wen Fei, which made the boss uncomfortable.

What would it be like if a bomb was detonated in this hall? The elite senior leaders of the entire Song Dynasty would be beaten up in one go... Wen Fei, who was originally uncomfortable, relaxed in such random thoughts. He thought to himself, what are you afraid of? If I had a guarantee that no one of you could escape.

He walked in in a big way, but in fact he was very nervous now. Today he was going to do something earth-shaking. He walked until His Majesty Dan had not stopped yet. The squad guards in the hall looked at Wen Fei one by one. They all knew Wen Fei's reputation and could use the thunder method to send tens of thousands of Xixia people into the Yellow River to feed fish and shrimps. If Wen Fei had been walking forward just now, they wouldn't know what to do?

Wen Fei was aggressive and Zhao Ting's eyes were winked. When the palace censor Liu Yu saw it, he immediately stood up and shouted: "There is no gain or loss in front of the palace!"

Wen Fei glanced at the guy with a squinted look. Seeing that this guy was so hot that he was not very strong in his body, and he was wearing only a blue official robe, he knew that although this guy had a small official position now, he should be an amazing character in the future.

"I am a person outside the world, not a minister of the Song Dynasty. If the official family invites me, I will come. If the official family doesn't want to see me, then I will leave!" Wen Fei said lightly. He had already thought about it. These powerful people in the court were all cunning guys. They were chewed against them, and sooner or later they would be gnawed to the point of not leaving any bones left. He simply put it on a more arrogant way. In this way, he stood firm at His Majesty Dan.

Sure enough, Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the dragon throne, looked at Liu Yu unhappily and shouted: "Get out, the Immortal Master is the VIP I invited. How dare you, a little minister, be so rude to the Immortal Master! Yang Jian, give the Immortal Master..."

Yang Jian, who was standing beside Song Huizong, responded, turned around and brought a brocade stool for Wen Fei. Wen Fei bowed his hand and thanked him, and sat up in a swagger.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you retreat quickly!" Song Huizong couldn't help but feel angry when he saw Liu Yu standing in the hall.
Chapter completed!