Li Yansong was choked for a moment, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
This kid Fang Zheng really can't speak human language!
But he still wanted to try again: "You really don't want to listen to me, and want to continue doing this?"
Fang Zhengyi walked up to him and said condescendingly, "Mr. Li, at this point, can you still stop?"
"I am just that kind of person. I will never give up until I achieve my goal."
Li Yansong spread out his hands and said excitedly: "Why is this happening? Why are you so radical? If you stop now, I can help you mediate."
Fang Zhengyi sighed: "Has Li Gong ever been hungry?"
"Of course I've been hungry! Which scholar who went to Beijing to take the imperial examinations has not been hungry?"
After several days of exams, the dry food I brought with me was dry and hard, and the meals in the dormitory were bland. I was really hungry.
"No, Mr. Li has never been hungry. I'm talking about the kind of hunger that makes you live from day to day, barely surviving today but not knowing how you're going to survive tomorrow."
“True hunger will make people lose all thoughts. If there is someone around you, you just hope that he dies so that you can eat him to fill your stomach.”
Li Yansong's throat felt a little tight and he didn't dare to speak.
Fang Zhengyi said with a heavy expression, "Has Mr. Li ever been to the disaster area to see it with his own eyes?"
“Never.”
"Okay, then I'll tell you what the disaster area looks like... Wherever the famine hits, there are broken walls and new graves everywhere."
"When you go to the homes of ordinary people, you will see broken pots and cold stoves, and cries everywhere."
"Unfortunately, I have seen it. Not only have I seen it, but I am still alive today thanks to those people who are starving to death."
"A group of dying people squeezed out only a little food to keep me alive today."
"Originally I didn't want to get too involved in this matter, but the prince's kindness really makes me ashamed."
"I am the Minister of the Imperial Household, how can I be timid and stand still? Even if I become an enemy of all the officials, what can I do?"
"Mr. Li, you are indeed a man of foresight, but sometimes you don't need much wisdom to do things."
“Maybe it just takes a little courage.”
Li Yansong was speechless and just stared into Fang Zhengyi's eyes.
Seeing his firm attitude, she could only smile bitterly: "Forget it, do whatever you want. I think you have some future, don't ruin your own future."
"The old man is gone."
After saying that, Li Yansong turned and left, his back looking desolate.
The reporters around him all looked at Fang Zhengyi with sparkling eyes.
I didn't expect Lord Fang to be so righteous! It's worth it to be able to follow him in this life!
Not long after, Li Yansong, who had just walked out, ran back in a hurry.
"I only have less than 2,000 dan of grain in my house! Remember to publish this in the newspaper to clarify!"
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly and patted Chen Yi who was working at his desk beside him: "Remember! The current cabinet minister Li Yansong shed tears in the editorial office! He mourns the hardships of people's lives and wishes to keep only 1,500 dan of grain at home and donate the rest to the disaster area!"
When Li Yuanzhao heard this, he was stunned and confused.
Shen Yi’s heart trembled and his hands shook.
A drop of ink spread out on the paper.
Li Yansong? He is actually Mr. Fang's uncle!
Is there anyone who would cheat his relatives like this?
Shen Yi hesitated and said, “Master Fang… Lord Li didn’t seem to say those words, and besides, they are all relatives… This is too cruel!”
Fang Zheng said solemnly, "That's what you said. I heard it! Besides, for disaster relief, what does it matter if they are relatives or not? Even if they are relatives, so what? I have always been impartial!"
"With great power comes great responsibility! My family is obliged to donate more food! It will be published tomorrow, remember it!"
"Yes! Lord Fang is so righteous!" Shen Yi stood up excitedly and saluted.
All the reporters in the room stood up excitedly.
What is the character of a scholar? This is the character of a scholar!
Lord Fang frantically sent his family's food to the disaster area, which was tantamount to cutting flesh to feed an eagle!
If you follow such a person, you will feel proud, but your ancestors' graves will be filled with smoke!
Overtime! If I don't work overtime, I will be ashamed to work in the newspaper!
..............
As Fang Zhengyi expected, yesterday's newspaper was presented to Emperor Jing again during the court session the next day.
Emperor Jing threw the newspaper on the desk without even reading it, and looked at Fang Zhengyi with a complicated expression.
You are good at doing things, but why don’t you consider the consequences?
This time you even involve the Crown Prince. Do you want me to help you settle the matter?
When Fang Zheng saw Emperor Jing looking at him, he started making faces.
There were four big words in his eyes! Your Majesty, save me!
The court officials all stared at Fang Zhengyi angrily.
Zhang Shi jumped out impatiently!
He said angrily, "Your Majesty! I want to report Fang Zhengyi for using newspapers to spread rumors among the people! This has damaged the reputation of the court!"
Fang Zhengyi didn't say anything, but kept blinking at Li Yuanzhao.
Then the younger brother came on stage!
Li Yuanzhao stood up and said, "Master Zhang! The Prince's Daily was personally organized by me. What does it have to do with Master Fang? Tell me how the reputation of the court was damaged?"
Zhang Shi looked at Fang Zhengyi hatefully.
Shameless! Always using the prince as a shield.
Then he looked at Emperor Jing and saw that Emperor Jing did not express anything.
Zhang Shi gritted his teeth and said, "The newspaper ranks officials according to their grain reserves, but the numbers are not true! If the people see this, they will probably resent it!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is kind and benevolent. It must be Fang Zhengyi's instigation!"
"Tsk~flatterer." A discordant voice came from the crowd.
Zhang Shi immediately glared at Fang Zhengyi.
"Okay, stop arguing, Fang Zhengyi. Let me ask you, where did you get the information about the amount of grain stored in the homes of officials as recorded in the newspaper?" Emperor Jing spoke slowly.
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