At this moment, I really can't control it.

Those who can control it are saints.

Therefore, when Sima Guang and Cheng Yi came, Zhang Yue also had a headache. It was not a bad thing, and he couldn't bear seeing the two of them quarreling with him.

The bigger your official position, the more people will support you, and you will be surrounded by all kinds of obedient people. Even if your respect is not up to standard, it is a kind of disrespect. If Zhang Yue is quarreling with others now, he will not say anything about it, and the other party's tone will be slightly polite. Anything too serious will be regarded as a serious provocation!

Therefore, not to mention that it is not easy for the emperor to accept advice, Zhang Yue himself is not a person who likes to listen to advice, and the second half of his sentence will be useless if he does not make sense.

Therefore, Zhang Yue realized how difficult it was for Emperor Renzong.

However, in order to limit the power of the emperor, one must open up a wide range of opinions.

When Zhang Yue thought of this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Sima Guang came at the right time today. Isn't he here to help me?

Zhang Yue thought of this and said to his servant: "Please come to the atrium."

Zhang Yue immediately stopped wearing his shoes and jogged barefoot all the way to the atrium where he stood respectfully.

After a while, Duke Lu and Sima Guang arrived in front of the atrium and saw Zhang Yue standing barefoot.

Lu Gongzhu was a common person on weekdays. When Zhang Yue saw Sima Guang, he immediately stepped forward and asked: "Twelve feet!"

After saying this, Zhang Yue looked at Sima Guang and couldn't help but be surprised.

Sima Guang had only been studying in Luoyang for a few years. Unexpectedly, his beard and hair were all white, his teeth were all gone, and he was so old.

Zhang Yue thought about this and couldn't help but feel a little sad for Sima Guang.

Why bother?
Chapter completed!