"Suppression! Suppression is me!"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Tian Wenjing felt relieved.

He quickly stepped forward and opened the door. Sure enough, he was standing outside with his friend Zhang Xi, the deputy chief of the Ministry of Justice.

Zhang Xi was drunk, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and smiled at Tian Wenjing who was opening the door. Seeing his appearance, Tian Wenjing hurriedly pulled him into the door, then looked out the door in a slight panic, until he realized that there was no one outside.

"Why are you drinking?" After closing the door, Tian Wenjing turned around and asked Zhang Xi. Emperor Jianxing had just left and could not drink alcohol according to the rules. Zhang Xi, as a member of the Ministry of Justice, could not know, but he not only drank, but also came to Tian Wenjing with the wine staggeringly. Wouldn't you be afraid?

"Drinking? Hahaha! Wine is a good thing, why can't you drink it?" Zhang Xi asked with a smile, lifting the bottle of wine in his hand and shaking it at Tian Wenjing: "There is wine today, come here, suppress the light! Let's drink together..."

Tian Wenjing looked at his friend with a dark face. Zhang Xi was like Tian Wenjing, but Zhang Xi was born as a Jinshi rather than a junior student, but he only got into the third grade of the Jinshi, and then he redirected around the local area.

Zhang Xi also served as a county magistrate and a prefect. After wasting more than ten years of time in the local area, he found an opportunity to be transferred to the capital to be an official, and later became a minister of justice.

This experience is similar to Tian Wenjing, but compared to Tian Wenjing, Zhang Xi's luck is worse. When Tian Wenjing returned to Beijing, Zhang Xi was the Minister of Justice. He still still has this position. It's not that Zhang Xi is not capable, but Zhang Xi does not lack ability. Otherwise, he would not have become friends with Tian Wenjing. However, Zhang Xi is not from the Han Army Banner, but an ordinary Han Chinese. Secondly, Zhang Xi is a person who is more serious in his work. The functions of the Ministry of Justice are different from the other five departments. Zhang Xi has always been in the position of Yuanwailang, which has offended many people, so he has never been promoted.

"You're drunk, stop drinking!" Tian Wenjing shouted softly. Fortunately, he was so remote, and the neighbor closest to reclaiming wasteland was also a little far from his house. Otherwise, someone would have discovered Zhang Xi's appearance, so he reported it. Not to mention his position as a Yuanwailang, he might even cause a big disaster.

Thinking of this, Tian Wenjing hurriedly stepped forward and tried to get the bottle of wine that Zhang Xi was holding, but unexpectedly, although Zhang Xi was drunk, his hands and feet were flexible, and Tian Wenjing was snatched away in a flash.

"Drunk? Suppression, don't you think being drunk is better than being awake?" Zhang Xi sat around the table with a smile, raised his head and asked Tian Wenjing.

Tian Wenjing sighed in his heart. As a friend, he knew what Zhang Xi thought now, but he actually didn't want to get drunk now. Perhaps getting drunk is better than being awake, and he doesn't have so many worries.

Thinking of this, Tian Wenjing no longer took Zhang Xi's wine bottle, sat down in another chair, silently looking at Zhang Xi sitting opposite him.

Zhang Xi picked up the teacup that Tian Wenjing placed on the table, poured the remaining tea in the teacup on the ground, then poured the wine and pushed it towards Tian Wenjing in front of him.

Tian Wenjing silently looked at the wine in the teacup. After a moment, he didn't say anything, and took it all and drank it all, then put the teacup back on the table.

When Zhang Xi saw Tian Wenjing drinking all the drinks, he also took another drink. Then he added two more cups of wine. The two seemed to be in tune with each other and then put the empty tea cup back on the table at the same time.

"Next glass, sacrifice to Your Majesty, sacrifice to me, the Qing Dynasty..." Zhang Xi poured wine again, and suggested in a slightly hoarse voice. Tian Wenjing nodded. The two of them stood up at the same time, reached out to get the wine in front of each other, and then turned toward the palace.

"Sacrifice to Your Majesty! Sacrifice to My Qing Dynasty..."

As this sentence was said, the two of them couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes, and at the same time, the sadness and despair in their expressions were clearly visible.

Their hearts were aching, as if they were stirred by a knife, and at the same time they felt extremely despair and helplessness. The tears were flowing for Emperor Jianxing, the Qing Dynasty, and even more so for themselves.

The two knelt down towards the palace, spread the wine in their hands in front of them, and then performed the great ceremony of bowing three times and nine times. After doing these, the two of them were so sad that they couldn't help but burst into tears.

Whether it is Tian Wenjing or Zhang Xi, although their official positions are not high, they are all middle-level officials of the Qing court with considerable abilities. It can even be said that their abilities are not bad at all among the senior officials.

Back then, when studying and becoming an official, they had the spirit of serving the country and the people, and were determined to do things for the world, thus creating a peaceful and prosperous era.

But now all this is like clouds and smoke. From a young man to a gray hair, he achieved nothing. Not only that, the powerful Qing Dynasty has not only turned into this, but even the imperial throne is difficult to preserve. Tian Wenjing and Zhang Xi are both familiar with history books. They have seen the rise and fall of a dynasty in history books. Emperor Jianxing and Empress's death are full of doubts. Prince Yong directly broke the rule of inheriting the throne. From this point of view, it can be said that he was conspiring to murder the king and father to usurp the throne.

If such a traitor inherits the throne, what else can the Qing Dynasty save? What else can the world save?

But what can they do? Maybe they wrote a letter to the death like Tian Wenjing? Or maybe they were drunk like Zhang Xi to numb themselves?

After crying for a while, the two of them then helped each other up. At this time, Zhang Xi was no longer drunk at all. He sat down silently and said to Tian Wenjing: "Prince Yong usurped the throne. The Qing Dynasty is no longer the Qing Dynasty of the past, and the world is not the world of the past. Where can we go, what are you going to do? What are you going?"

Tian Wenjing did not answer immediately. He thought quietly and stood up after a while, then walked aside and took out the memorial that had just been hidden in front of him, and then handed it to Zhang Xi.

Zhang Xi took it in confusion, and turned it on and looked carefully in the dim light. After a look, Zhang Xi's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously closed the memorial with both hands.

"This..." Zhang Xi looked at Tian Wenjing in shock, and Tian Wenjing nodded slightly to him.

Zhang Xi hesitated for a while and opened the memorial again to read. This time he was not as prepared as before, but the expression on his face remained the same. After Zhang Xi finished reading it, he closed the memorial and looked at Tian Wenjing deeply. Then he stood up and bowed to Tian Wenjing without saying anything.

"I'm not as good as light suppression!" Zhang Xi said sincerely: "But light suppression, do you know the consequences of this thing?"

Tian Wenjing smiled faintly: "This is naturally known, it's nothing more than just a death."

"No!" Zhang Xi shook his head and said, "I know you have the intention to die, and this book will inevitably cause an uproar. With Prince Yong's temperament, the only Tian family can't stop it. At that time, there will probably be countless people involved!"

Tian Wenjing was stunned and frowned.
Chapter completed!