The Donglin Party seemed to be irritated by Zhou Zheng. I don't know how many people were in series, writing memoirs overnight, and wanting to impeach Zhou Zheng and Zhou Qingli.
Although the Donglin Party was almost strangled by the Eunuch, it was deeply rooted, and the ruling and opposition forces still should not be underestimated.
Zhou Zheng braided the snow, strolling all the way, returning to Zhou Mansion contemplatively all the way.
To Zhou Zheng's surprise, it was not Liu Liuzhe who stayed at the back door, but Shangguanqing.
Holding a thick cloak in his hand, Shangguanqing looked at Zhou Zheng and said crisply: "Fu Bo let me wait for you here."
Zhou Zheng hummed, took the cloak and fastened it, and said, "It's getting cold, go back and rest early."
Shangguanqing looked at Zhou Zheng's furrowed brows, and his unshakable face, softly comforted: "It's okay."
Zhou Zheng was taken aback, and immediately understood, looking at her pretty face that was slightly blue from the cold, he smiled and said, "Well, let's go back."
Shangguanqing blinked, followed Zhou Zheng's side, and walked toward the courtyard.
Zhou Zheng walked through the wall and quickly came to his room door.
Standing under the eaves of Zhou Qingli's study, Uncle Fu looked slightly loose when he saw Zhou Zheng coming back. He turned around and looked at the desk. Zhou Qingli, who was not in his mind, said, "Master, the second young master is back."
Zhou Qingli had no expression on her face, put down the book in her hand that hadn't been turned over for a long time, and got up in her clothes.
Uncle Fu knew that Zhou Qingli was worried, but he couldn't say it. Seeing that he looked tired, he still said, "Master, second young master, it's up to you."
Zhou Qingli silently walked to the door and looked at the heavy snow that was still falling. It took a long time before she sighed quietly and said, "Zhengyun... is better than me."
Fu Bo was taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent.
Back then, Zhou Qingli was so energetic and passionate. It's just that twenty years have been wasted, obliterating the former ambitions.
Fu Bo felt that Zhou Qingli's career was not going well, and said for a moment: "Master, today is just the beginning, tomorrow..."
Fu Bo did not finish, the meaning is very clear.
Everyone must have a response, time to prepare. Tomorrow, the Donglin Party and the Eunuch Party will launch an attack on Zhou Zheng and the Zhou family.
A small Zhou Mansion is nothing in the eyes of those big people, it can be wiped out in a word, and it can be crushed to death with a finger.
Zhou Qingli pulled the corner of her clothes and said: "The so-called gentleman is guilty, and the villain is sorrowful. Now it is the villain who is guilty, and the gentleman is always afflicted.
Uncle Fu didn't understand what Zhou Qingli meant, and just about to ask, Zhou Qingli said: "It's too cold today, let everyone in the house go to bed earlier." After speaking, he turned straight and walked towards his bedroom.
Fu Bo was startled, and didn't understand what Zhou Qingli's attitude meant
Zhou Zheng arrived in front of the concierge and looked at Shang Guanqing, who was wearing a thinner dress. He took off the cloak, surrounded her, and said, "Get a rest early, don't worry."
Shangguanqing looked at Zhou Zheng's expression and nodded lightly.
Early the next morning, Zhou Zheng put on a thick cotton-padded coat and stood at the door, looking up at the heavy snow in the sky and the thick layer in the courtyard, with a smile on his face, stepped out of the house and headed for the Metropolitan Procuratorate. .
The mansion looked up and down at his back, almost the same worry on his face.
As if, as if he could not come back this time.
Zhou Qingli, Fu Bo, Liu Liuzhe, Shangguanqing and others watched Zhou Zheng leave the house in different places.
Zhou Zheng entered the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The guards raised their heads one by one, not daring to look at Zhou Zheng at all, and even moved outward.
Entering the courtyard, I don't know how many people are avoiding like snakes and scorpions, even the sweepers rushing away with mops.
When we arrived at the corridor of Zhejiang Road, it was even more quiet, as if it was because of the cold weather, everyone was hiding in the classroom, and there was no sound.
Zhou Zheng glanced at both sides, and then looked far and near, Li Hengbing's class room, who was deep and untouchable, wanted to open the lock and enter the class room as usual.
But he soon discovered that his lock had been changed and the key could not be opened.
At this time, Yao Tongshun appeared behind Zhou Zheng and said in a low voice: "My lord, your class room has been sealed, and your affairs have been shared with other Yushi. The Department of Experience has arranged a small room for you. You can stay in Read books and drink tea there."
Zhou Zheng frowned and said, "Tian Zhenshu, is this the same with Zheng Shouli?"
Yao Tongshun glanced at other places and whispered more and more: "They have been locked in the station."
Zhou Zheng didn't expect that Tian Zhenshu and Zheng Shouli had been locked up. Looking at Li Hengbing's room, he thought for a while and said, "What else is there?"
Yao Tongshun looked at Zhou Zheng's expression, hesitated for a moment, and walked a little closer: "I just looked at it quietly. There are already thirteen memorials for the impeachment of the master over the company."
Zhou Zheng was not surprised at this point, and said, "What else is there?"
Yao Tongshun did not leave the Metropolitan Procuratorate this night, so he stood at the door of Zhou Zheng’s class and glanced around, and said, “I heard that the adults in the station are not very happy. They have quietly investigated your appointment. There are actions on both sides."
Yao Tongshun looked solemn and looked at Zhou Zheng cautiously.
Zhou Zheng's misfortune this time is too great, no one can protect him! But it was his irresponsible enthusiasm that made the platform quite scrupulous, and did not directly lock up like Tian Zhenshu and Zheng Shouli.
These investigations were all within Zhou Zheng's expectation. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Can I go out now?"
Yao Tongshun's face changed slightly, and he hesitated: "It's okay, but at this time, it's best not to do anything. Let the family move around and calm this matter."
Zhou Zheng looked at Li Hengbing's class room and was about to speak. Suddenly, a group of people rushed and shouted loudly and went directly to the corridor of Zhejiang Road.
Zhou Zheng and Yao Tongshun turned their heads and looked at them, their expressions changed slightly.
Jin Yiwei, more than 20 people, were aggressive, the people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate didn't dare to approach, they all whispered in the distance, with shocked expressions and horror.
Tiqi now crosses the capital city, no one dares to offend, they dare to catch anyone, and none of them will end well!
"Are you Zhou Zhengyun?" The leading Hundreds came to the front and said coldly while looking at Zhou Zheng.
Yao Tongshun's expression changed drastically, his heart beating wildly.
Has the castration party shot it? Is the eunuch going to imprison Zhou Zheng directly
Too ruthless!
But this is also the usual style of the Eunuch Party. If you offend them, how can you talk so much nonsense with you like the Donglin Party!
Zhou Zheng also didn't expect that the castration party's move was Jin Yiwei, his eyes flashed in a panic, his expression was extremely calm, and he said lightly: "This official is the one."
The hundred households sneered and said, "My official? When you arrive at the prison, you are not an official, let's go!"
Zhou Zheng secretly took a breath, and said with Yao Tong: "Do nothing." After speaking, he walked straight forward.
Jin Yiwei surrounded him and led him to the outside of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Yao Tongshun's face was pale, and his body couldn't help shaking. He is a small official in Zhou Zheng's class, and Zhou Zheng is unlucky, he will suffer along with it, and he is the kind of money whose life is not guaranteed!
For a while, the classrooms of Zhejiang Daolangyu were opened one by one, and the Yushi stood up one by one, looking at Zhou Zheng's disappeared back. They looked different, but they were as quiet as before, without any sound.
Hu Qingzheng's class was not far from Zhou Zheng diagonally, and his brows were frowned and his expression was bored.
The imprisoned Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was not fifty or forty-nine, not bad for Zhou Zheng, but he was still full of irritability about this matter.
Sitting in the classroom, Li Hengbing naturally knew what was going on outside, his eyes were gloomy, and he gave a cold snort, and said, "Sister child, I don't know how high the world is!"
There are still many historians of the Donglin Party in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. They saw Zhou Zheng being taken away by Tiqi, and they all looked very excited and extremely happy.
"It's ridiculous! Who made you ruin our good deeds, you deserve to be taken away by the castration party!"
"Let the castration party take care of him, let him know that we Donglin people are not easy to provoke!"
"The eunuch party has finally done a good thing! I continue to write to let the eunuch party execute Zhou Zheng as soon as possible."
"Yes, yes, we don't have enough memorabilia, we need to contact more people to write, so that the castration party can end Zhou Zheng as soon as possible!" (End of this chapter)