Fang Mingwei raised his voice slightly: "The court and the people are one entity. The misfortune of the people is the misfortune of the court."
"Faced with those dead baby girls, who are the funeral music for? It's for you, and for me... Lord Yang, am I right?"
Yang Yingcai broke out in a cold sweat and kept silent.
Emperor Jing put down the letter in his hand and looked up at Fang Zhengyi, saying with relief: "When one is in a high position in the government, one should worry about the people; when one is far away in the world, one should worry about the ruler. It is indeed not an empty talk."
Fang Zhengyi said modestly: "My life principle is to worry about the world before I worry about myself, and be happy after the world is happy."
Good boy, another sentence? Emperor Jing's eyes lit up!
Hiss~~!
The ministers put down the letters in their hands in surprise and turned their shocked eyes to Fang Zhengyi.
When in a high position in the government, one worries about the people; when in a remote place, one worries about the ruler; one worries about the world before enjoying oneself; one enjoys oneself after the world enjoys oneself...Did he say such words?
At this moment, Fang Zheng raised his chin slightly, and in the eyes of everyone, he seemed to be possessed by holy light.
Opening a girls' school and rescuing abandoned babies is indeed a thankless task.
And there is no conflict of interest with anyone else.
An official...a royal consort with only an official title, how much effort and determination would it take for him to think of doing such a difficult thing.
Is this just some spur-of-the-moment nonsense?
Obviously not. A painting and a box of books for all peoples are enough to show that he invested a huge amount of effort in it.
Faced with such a noble person, no matter what his character or political views are, everyone admires him.
Li Yansong stroked his beard, his eyes flickering, and finally sighed: "After all, young people are energetic... old."
"When one is in a high position in government, one must worry about the people..." someone murmured thoughtfully.
Li Yuanzhao was breathing rapidly and his excitement was evident on his face.
Lao Fang is really good at this! He actually did so much work behind the scenes.
Fang Zhengyi spoke at the right time: "I think everyone has a scale in their hearts, and the result has come out now."
"State affairs are very important, and we should not let this matter delay your discussion of other issues. I suggest a show of hands for a vote. Those who support Lord Yang, raise your hands! Those who support me, don't move."
....No one raised their hand.
Yang Yingcai himself did not raise his hand, a trace of grief and anger flashed in his eyes, and he silently stepped aside.
I lost, completely lost the debate. But why should those who support me raise their hands? And those who support you don't have to move?
Emperor Jing looked around, the corners of his mouth gradually turned upward, and he pointed at Fang Zheng and said, "This is my son-in-law!"
"How many people in the world can compare to my son-in-law with such a broad mind? Tell me, who else is there?!"
As the Emperor's laughter grew louder and louder, all the ministers bowed and said, "We congratulate Your Majesty."
"Hahaha, that's enough! Now that this matter has been concluded, there is no need to discuss it further from now on!"
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