After Feng Zhan left the Xun residence, the smile immediately vanished from his face.
His eyes were filled with anger.
He, a dignified scion of a prominent family, had actually sunk to the point of having no office to hold.
That Zheng Mao did not know what was good for him. He really thought himself a pillar of the Imperial Court!
And this Xun Yi had only become a leading official of the Imperial Secretariat through flattery, yet now he dared disregard the Ministers and devote himself to currying favor. How much further could a treacherous wretch like that go?
Feng Zhan boarded his carriage with a stony face. After winding through the streets, the carriage soon stopped before a residence. Feng Zhan looked around, then went inside.
There were more than ten people inside. They had once been officials of Great Wei, but most were now commoners.
Seeing Feng Zhan return, someone immediately asked, "How did it go? What did Lord Xun say?"
"Hah. He told us to study diligently and stay out of the Imperial Court's affairs."
Their faces immediately darkened.
"That old scoundrel Xun Yi! What ability does he have to preside over the Imperial Secretariat?"
Everyone began talking at once.
Feng Zhan sat among them and looked at them. "We cannot let this continue."
"Look at Chen Qian and Zheng Mao. They are nothing short of Great Wei's foremost treacherous ministers!"
"What sort of people have they appointed? Farmers' sons, petty men ignorant of the Classics and utterly devoid of moral character, can now occupy our positions! Chen Qian is ruthless and shows worthy men no mercy. Zheng Mao lacks virtue and associates with flattering petty men..."
Someone immediately spoke up. "Weren't those two appointed by His Majesty? When you think about it, this is really