"Li Gefei is here."

Wang Jiao was focusing on the movements of Tian Yu, who was leading all the hawks in the parliament, suddenly heard the voice behind him.

He stood up halfway, held the back of the chair behind him, and looked towards the main door behind him. The MPs in the rows of seats behind him turned their heads and looked back almost at the same time as him.

I saw another protagonist, who had become famous overnight, walked in with several congressmen.

"The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are anxious." Looking at Li Gefei's every move, Wang Jiao sneered twice, "It's rare to see it."

"What?" Lu Biaomin, who was sitting next to him, raised his head. He focused on the stack of printing papers on the small table in front of him. He didn't pay attention to what Wang Jiao said. He clicked the table, "Don't read it anymore?"

Li Gefei was surrounded by others, smiling brightly. Wang Jiao was so disgusted that he almost spat, turned around and sat down, and hummed, "What's the good thing about these ragged papers? Just watch the show later."

Lu Biaomin took off his glasses and pressed his sour eyes with his fingers. Although there were many lights in the hall, they were not as good as the sunshine outside. After watching for a long time, they would hurt their eyes. "Fifty to five hundred, there are certainly scenes, but it's just a little bit of whether they can perform well. Don't talk about the things you say, you have a share."

The Zhang and Han families had almost 200 votes, and some were afraid of their power. Over the past few days, as long as the two companies had no disputes, they immediately started with 500 votes, while the votes against them were basically only about fifty, and no matter how many there were, they never exceeded a hundred.

He sighed, "There are still too few people available."

"Of course, few. After all, the Grand Council is Han, Xiang Gong..." When it comes to Han Gang, Wang Jiao did not hide his disgust at all. He was full of sarcastic tone and pronounced the three words in accent, "The yamen that fools people. The representative of all people in the world. Haha, how many people really speak for the people in the world? Either obey Han Gang, or Zhang Dun's hawks and dogs. Only thirty or fifty people are the ones who dare to make a war for the emperor and the world."

"Who said no?" Lu Biaomin sighed, "If it weren't for not wanting people to think that there were no loyal ministers of the Zhao family in this world, I wouldn't have come out to run for this Lao Shizi member. Wouldn't it be a wealthy and idle person at home? Who dares to trouble me, a Jinshi in the second year of Yuanfeng?"

"I won't say it anymore. If I talk too much, I will be even more discouraged." Wang Jiao, like Lu Biaomin, was both a Jinshi. Among the members of various subjects and special memorials, they are a minority, but they are also the most proud group. "Are you ready?" he asked Lu Biaomin.

Lu Biaomin took out a piece of whale oil-tanned crouche skin from the glasses box and slowly wiped her glasses, "Whether good or bad is good, you have to go into battle." After wiping it carefully a few times, he raised it to look at the light, and continued to wipe it, "Don't talk about me, Li Gefei's proposal has finally been brought up, you can't even look at it. Is this a good idea?"

Wang Jiaoman didn't care, "I've looked through it too much, why do I need to look closely? The left and right are just nonsense. It's all about delaying time and talking about everything is also a preparation. Who dares to compete with me?"

Wang Jiao Guishu is famous for his ability. Before resigning from office, he served in Suizhou. He talked about Buddhist principles with monks in the Vilu Temple in the state for a day and night. In addition to eating and drinking water, he was just arguing about the scriptures and reasoning.

"Okay! It'll be up to you Wang Wu in a while." Lu Biaomin narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This is his credit. It was the first time he discovered that the rules of parliament had great loopholes. In order to show that members of parliament could speak freely without being hindered, during the debate stage of the topic, both the pros and the opposite side, the parliamentarians had the right to come to the stage to express their views, and as long as he could continue to speak and not insult others, no one could interrupt them.

As long as there is a member who intends to debate and has not expressed his opinion, he will not enter the voting stage. In other words, it is okay to delay the debate stage for three or four days, as long as someone can maintain a long speech and continue.

Wang Jiao is the main force in blocking the debate on the proposal. Although they will definitely lose after entering the voting stage, as long as the newspapers in the capital have time to react, they can in turn prevent other members of parliament from voting in favor of the proposal.

More importantly, their fame was exaggerated. This is very important to their future plans.

But when Lu Biaomin glanced at the draft on the table, his laughter stopped and he was a little worried. "Now, only Li Gefei's proposal, and Chen Liangcai's proposal is not known what's inside. It's so good to hide it. Jiang Minbiao has left and has not come back yet."

"Who made the gentleman's family have no property in the capital?" Wang Jiao sneered, "King Han is rich and noble, so he doesn't look down on the money saved by council printing." He joked halfway, "Is it because Jiang Min bills went around too many times and was arrested."

Li Gefei is not the Zhang Party. As the spokesperson of the Han family in the parliament of Xiangzhou, Li Gefei only represents Han Zhongyan's tendency. Han Zhongyan has always claimed that gentlemen are not party, and they claim to be gentlemen, and maintain neutrality in the government dominated by Zhang and Han. Therefore, Li Gefei's seat is located in the back of the Han Party and the Zhang Party, which is different from Zhang Han Hawk.

Since it is not Zhanghan Hawk, there is no treatment for Zhanghan Hawk. The draft bill was divided into separate prints and could only be handed over to the printing workshop entrusted by the parliament to be responsible for printing various materials. Although this printing workshop cannot be regarded as a sieve, it has strengthened the awareness of confidentiality and the parliament sent people to garrison, it is not difficult for some people to get some things from it. Li Gefei's draft was circulated not long after it was sent in. At the same time Wang Jiao and others walked into the parliament building, the printed version was sent to them.

The proposals of the Zhang member, Han member, were printed in the printing factories owned by the two major chambers of commerce in Fujian and Yongqin. These two printing factories were only responsible for printing internal documents of the chamber of commerce, and paid special attention to secrets. The rumors that Wang Jiao had heard were all high walls and deep buildings, as if a village on the border would be caught and interrogated by the guards at the gate. If there were few mistakes, they would be sent to the yamen for interrogation.

After hearing Wang Jiao's words, Lu Biaomin did not laugh and became even more worried. "Don't talk nonsense." He locked his eyebrows and raised his chin at a member of the congressman sitting in the front row and whispered, "Have you heard about Li Jiuji? A few days ago, his family ran to the area to peep, and was arrested by the guards, and took him to Kaifeng Mansion. He was found by Kaifeng Mansion, which made him look so ugly."

"Jiang Minbiao isn't that stupid, right?" Wang Jiao was worried by Lu Biaomin's words and looked back at the door, "He shouldn't really fall in."

"Here you come." Lu Biaomin's tone suddenly rose with joy.

"Who?" Wang Jiaogang asked in confusion, and saw Lu Biaomin pointing to the side door. He then looked over and was also surprised, "Jiang Minbiao is finally here!"

The person who walked through the side door had the badge of the MP on his chest, about forty years, gray-haired temples, wearing a simple blue cloth robe, and half a foot long beard. He became more elegant and looked like a depressed and unsuccessful county professor.

"People's watch! Sit!" Wang Jiao saw the briefcase firmly grasped by the visitor's right hand, and couldn't wait to ask, "How is it, I've got it."

"It took some effort." Jiang Minbiao said modestly. He was named Jiang Gongwang, and coincidentally collided with Lu Biaomin. He put the document bag in his hand on the table, and then his eyes suddenly became much more intense.

"Good skills, I deserve to be Brother Jiang. Take it out and take a look." Lu Biaomin urged Jiang Gongwang to unpack the bag. He couldn't wait to see the content inside.

Another person came over and joined the few, "What's the news?"

"Diru Gong." Seeing the visitor, Wang Jiao and Lu Biaomin immediately stood up and saluted with Jiang Gongwang.

Although all three of them are Jinshi, the one who came here was just a Ming Suanzi, Fan Zhongyan's son, the youngest among all the sons, even if he had no background, he would still be awe-inspiring to stand up.

Fan Chuncui Deru was the youngest son of Fan Zhongyan. He was well-official in his early years and worked under Gao Zunyu's account. He also ruled the people in Shaanxi. When Zhang Dun and Hangang controlled the government, he resigned and returned home. After living in vain for several years, he was out of office and ran for election because the Grand Council came out to be a member of parliament. In order to be qualified to become a member of parliament, he also took the Ming Case subject.

According to his statement, "The meaning of the scriptures is explained, and the name of punishment is changing. Only one way of calculating is difficult to change." Zhang Dun, even if Han Gang can refer to a deer as a horse, he cannot change one plus one into three. Fan Chuncui has a deep family education and a family background is enough to hire a famous teacher. He easily passed the Ming Case subject and entered the Grand Council.

In the Grand Parliament, Fan Chuncui is one of the most eye-catching members. Wang, Lu, Jiang, these Jinshi members with resentment all follow their lead. They are also the center of the opposition. There are more than 30 members of the opposition who are against the chapter and anti-Korea, and they often advance and retreat with them. Several people stood together and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Don't be too polite. Let's take a look at the content here first." Fan Chuncui urged a little upset, "There's not much time left."

Jiang Gongwang was urged to open the official document bag in a hurry, and said while doing it, "I just got it, I have spent a lot of favors. I haven't read the specific content yet, I only heard a little bit. It should be different from Li Gefei. The one who manages the newspaper industry is not the yamen of the court."

Wang Jiao and Lu Biaomin looked at each other and nodded. When they didn't say it, they could not imagine it. After saying this, they immediately understood the reason.

Fan Chuncui also said, "If you submit to the favor of Xianggong Zhang, the court can discuss politics more, but Xianggong Han may not be happy. No wonder it is different."

Jiang Gongwang took out a thin copy of the draft, "Now the Censorate has only the Prime Minister's order. If the newspaper listens to the Prime Minister's order, Mr. Han will not feel at ease when he leaves."

Fan Chuncui took the draft first and flipped it quickly. He looked at the ten lines at a glance, and quickly grasped the key point. He couldn't help but frowned into the character "Shizawa", "News and Self-Discipline Association? Let the newspaper review itself?"

It is understandable that there is no yamen. It is very simple for Han Gang to set up a company to supervise it, but it is unimaginable to let the newspapers correct themselves. Even Jiang Gongwang, who came with the draft, was surprised and said, "I didn't hear that it was self-correction."

Wang Jiao and Lu Biaomin's faces were sunk. It was their plan to block the news review proposal. They also made a lot of preparations for this, and even prepared manpower to fight continuously in the next few days.

But now the problem before them has become a problem of which side they are on.

Opposing Li Gefei's press review proposal clearly means supporting the Beijing newspaper industry, but if he opposing Chen Liangcai's press review proposal, he will be unable to get along with the Beijing newspaper industry.

"What should we do?" Lu Biaomin asked hurriedly, "Either Zhang Dun or Han Gang. What should we do?"

"Do as usual. Both proposals are stopped." Wang Jiao's mouth was cold, "The newspaper industry is rampant, isn't it because Zhang and Han are in the backstage? Now the backstage is half collapsed..."

Lu Biaomin said: "Zhang Dun still doesn't like them, so they can only try their best to save themselves."

"You never need to save yourself when you run a newspaper." Wang Jiao coldly guided the newspaper, "The core of running a newspaper is either to listen to the government or to the boss. Do you really think they can say whatever they want?"

"The newspaper can be a civil censor who can be a ruthless official. That's Zhang Dun, Han Gang pretends to be a pretentious person, so he shows his aura. But those reporters and editors only dare to scold the court and the parliament, but dare to scold their boss? The financial owners who advertised asked them to withdraw a report, but would they withdraw? The so-called self-correction is probably the same, just pretending. Duke De Ru?"

Wang Jiao urged Fan Chuncui.

Fan Chuncui looked at the left, Wang Jiao was urging him, and on the right, Lu Biaomin and Jiang Gongwang were also waiting for him, and finally looked down at the draft manuscript.
Chapter completed!