"Hmm?" Fang Zhiyi was confused for a moment.
"My elder brother has been controlling the government and forcing Your Majesty. I've seen it all, but as a woman, I have no right to dictate his decisions." She raised her head, tears welling in her eyes. "But I've been well-versed in various schools of thought since childhood, loyal to the emperor and patriotic. I know Your Majesty's feelings for the Empress, but because of me..."
Fang Zhiyi no longer pretended to be drunk at this time, but stood up straight and looked at the delicate woman coldly.
"I know that Your Majesty hates the Sima family. My surname is also Sima. Your Majesty can do whatever you want. I will bear it all!" Sima Ying prostrated herself on the ground again.
Fang Zhiyi's heart was filled with murderous intent. Just from her words that she hated the Sima family, it was clear that she was smart. But this person's last name was Sima? If he kept it...
After a moment, Fang Zhiyi sighed heavily: "I don't blame you, but I want you to help me, okay?"
Sima Ying raised her head again, tears on her face: "I will not refuse even if I die!"
"No matter how much you risk dying, you just need to say that you have consummated your marriage with me." After saying this, he ignored Sima Ying's surprised look, walked straight to the bed, fell asleep, and fell asleep.
Sima Ying looked at the sleeping Fang Zhiyi, slowly approached, and lay beside him to guard him.
"Prime Minister Sima has returned to the court victoriously!" A few days later, someone came to report, and Fang Zhiyi immediately ran outside. In terms of professionalism, he can still be ranked among the top few.
In the court, Sima Ci strode into the hall wearing armor. Fang Zhiyi looked at him, then at the sword at his waist, without saying anything. You know what, this Sima Ci was a tough guy. He could handle state affairs remotely while fighting wars, and he could still win. The emperor would laugh in his dreams to have such a powerful minister.
But Sima Ci's subsequent remarks shocked all the civil and military officials in the court.
"Your Majesty, I am already old and I almost died on the battlefield. I beg Your Majesty to allow me to retire and return home!" He looked sincere and even knelt down.
"ah?"
"What's this, General?"
"General, you absolutely cannot do that."
"Without the great general in the court, do we have to rely on that guy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun... ahem."
Amidst the clamor of discussion, Fang Zhiyi slammed the table and slowly stood up: "You!" He pointed at the court officials, "It's all your fault! You are not capable enough, which is why my master and my father-in-law are so tired!" As he spoke, he walked down the stairs, took a few steps to Sima Ci, helped him up with both hands, and looked at Sima Ci with tears in his eyes.
"Father-in-law, no, Prime Minister Sima!" His eyes gradually became firm. "You can't leave. I can't live without you! This court can't live without you!"
Sima Ci's eyes were filled with excitement.
Fang Zhiyi knew that he was acting, but it didn’t matter, it was just a matter of who had better acting skills.
Sima Ci finally let down his guard against Fang Zhiyi. He had also heard in the army that Fang Zhiyi drank with his son and then went to the Queen's bedroom. Being suspicious by nature, he once again suspected that Fang Zhiyi had some ideas. But now he saw that he was still that disciple, no, at least he looked more like an emperor than before.
"emperor!"
"Prime Minister!"
All the officials were a little embarrassed. After all, the act of clapping had not been invented at that time. Clapping was usually used as a way to keep the rhythm. Finally, Sima Cheng and Sima Jue couldn't stand it anymore, and the two brothers stepped forward to separate the "deeply affectionate" monarch and his minister.
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