Fan Bailu pondered.

This matter is really difficult, and Zhao Xu must be taken out; to let Zhang Dian give up the liquidation of Sima Guang; It is necessary to stop the 'old party' from being entangled, and it is also necessary to silence all the people in the government and the opposition.

Fan Bailu's heart was like lightning, and his eyes kept looking at Zhao Xu.

This young official was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle face and a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if it was the noble son of a family who went out of the city to play, standing at the head of the bridge to watch the scenery.

Who would have thought that under the gentle expression, it was a resolute decision to overturn the Great Song Dynasty.

Fan Bailu clearly saw Xie Lin's trembling, frowned, raised his hand to Zhao Xu, and said: "Official, the bell must be tied to the bell, this matter is judged by Dali Temple, and Dali Temple will come to the end, and the political hall will do something more, which is enough to suppress the matter." ”

Fan Bailu's meaning is to reduce the severity of this matter and push it to Dali Temple, and then put pressure on the political affairs hall to suppress the voices of the government and the opposition, even if it can't be suppressed, and finally take Dali Temple to atone.

Zhao Xu glanced at him and said, "It's not enough." Although killing people is not the best way to solve problems, sometimes, it is really quick and effective. ”

Xie Lin's body trembled violently, and he turned his head to look at Fan Bailu, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

The words of the official family are already very clear, they have no choice, so they use their heads to block the mouth of the world!

Fan Bailu had a calm face, he knew very well in his heart that the official family in front of him did what he said, his identity was worthless in the eyes of this official, Lu Dafang and Fan Chunren could go to prison, not missing his head!

Suddenly, Fan Bailu's heart moved slightly, and then he secretly took a deep breath, his face changed for a while, he was silent for a long time, and raised his hand with a gloomy face and said, "The minister understands." ”

Zhao Xu was stunned, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "What does the Fan Qing family understand?" ”

Fan Bailu looked depressed, his tone was also a little stunned, and he said: "The 'Dengzhou Ayun case' is the confusion of the ministers, violating the law, and going against the will of the first emperor, and I implore Your Majesty to punish the crime. ”

Zhao Xu smiled, this Fan Bailu was smart, but said, "It's still not enough." ”

Fan Bailu frowned, he didn't dare to guess what Zhao Xu was going to do, and said, "Please also ask Your Majesty to give instructions." ”

Zhao Xu turned around, looked down at him condescendingly, and said, "First, you have to examine this case, analyze all aspects, and locate it accurately. Second, you need to reflect on why this case has evolved into this, where the root causes are, and how to remedy them to prevent this kind of thing from happening again. Third, where are the mistakes of the courtiers, why did they happen, and how did the 'ancestral system', 'ethics', 'virtue', and 'character' disappear...... You have to do more than just plead guilty. As the prime minister of the dynasty...... Be tall. ”

Xie Lin listened, his head knocked lower, and his face was as white as paper.

In this way, it is better to kill Fan Bailu.

Fan Bailu was hit hard, his body flickered, his eyes were stunned and then frightened, the corners of his face were straight, and there was a look of pain.

Fan Bailu had already heard it clearly and clearly.

Huan Hai has been up and down for so many years, and his position is high enough, from Zhao Xu's words, he is already very clear.

What Zhao Xu has to do is not only to end this case, but also to take the opportunity to rectify the atmosphere of the court and reverse the chaos and endless party strife of the Renzong Dynasty!

If there really is such a playbook, unpredictable big things will definitely happen!

The official family is obviously brewing something!

After Zhao Xu said this, his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he didn't care what Fan Bailu thought, he turned around and continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, Chen Pi glanced at Fan Bailu silently and followed Zhao Xu.

The plainclothes guards of the brigade passed past Fan Bailu and Xie Lin.

Xie Lin had cold sweat on his head, and he didn't have the slightest sense of happiness for the rest of his life, and when he couldn't hear the footsteps, he got up, stood beside Fan Bailu, looked at the back of Zhao Xu's group of people who disappeared, wiped the cold sweat on his face, turned to Fan Bailu, whose expression was constantly changing, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Fan Xianggong, you can't just think about yourself in everything, don't your family have to think about it?" Besides, it's not up to you to do what the officials have to do. ”

Fan Bailu blushed, and looked at Xie Lin indifferently.

Xie Lin and Fan Bailu are now grasshoppers on a rope, but they are not afraid of him, after thinking about it, they still said: "Fan Xianggong, if you don't write, I will write, even if you are questioned, it is like a person's head falling to the ground." ”

Fan Bailu's heart was surging endlessly, and he didn't have an idea for a while, but seeing Xie Lin's persecution, his heart was angry, and he snorted coldly: "Do you know that as soon as this recital is written, how many people will hate you to death, and how much impact it will have on the court situation?" ”

Xie Lin looked at the end of the road where Zhao Xu had disappeared again, and said, "Fan Xianggong, I can't care about anything else now." The official family came forward in person, it is already the last chance, you don't want to be the first minister to be killed by the rod, and I don't want to be the first to be killed by the rod. That, I went back and wrote it. ”

After Xie Lin finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry, with the tall and big back, and there was no trace of the arrogance in the book.

Fan Bailu ignored him, took a deep breath, and frowned deeply on his depressed face.

Although Xie Lin said a lot of bastard things, one thing is true, that is, what the official family wants to do is indeed not necessary for him.

He Fan Bailu doesn't write, and there are many people who can write!

Fan Bailu stood for a while, and finally leaned his back and walked back slowly.

Zhao Xu wandered around Kaifeng City, and unknowingly, came to the front of Dali Temple.

Dali Temple, like other yamen in the Great Song Dynasty, is quite 'small and exquisite', far from being as tall and majestic as imagined.

Chen Pi stood beside Zhao Xu, looked at the yamen of Dali Temple not far away, and said in a low voice: "Official, do you want to send Cao Siqing to see him?" ”

The folding fan in Zhao Xu's hand moved a few times, then shook his head and said, "No." ”

After speaking, Zhao Xu turned his head and left.

Chen Pi looked at Dali Temple again, he knew that the official family would not be untargeted, but he didn't say much.

Zhao Xu walked slowly in Kaifeng City, feeling that his popularity was gradually recovering, his heart was happy, his boredom was reduced, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

Zhao Xu walked and watched. From time to time, I went into some shops to buy some things for Concubine Zhu, Meng Meiren, Zhao Bi, Zhao You'e, etc. in the palace.

Zhao Xu came out of a rouge, holding a good Liuyun rouge, with a smile on his face, as soon as he went out, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and then he looked unkind.

Chen Pi followed his gaze, looked at it carefully, was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Official, the villain doesn't know how His Highness Eleventh ran out." ”

I saw that in the shop opposite, Zhao Ji was standing in front of the counter, arguing loudly with the manager.

Zhao Xu thought about it, waved his hand to the person behind him, and quietly approached Chen Pi.

I only listened to the shopkeeper's words: "Little Brother Zhao, what you brought before is indeed genuine, but the picture of a bird in the Tang Dynasty in front of you is an imitation." ”

"Fart!"

Zhao Ji pointed to the shopkeeper's nose and said angrily: "Take a closer look, this handwriting, this seal, this line direction, it is clearly true, I think you want to lower the price!" Are you a bully to me? Believe it or not, I let people close your shop! ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "I know that Little Brother Zhao is extraordinary, how dare he tell a lie." That's right, but ...... This paper was only produced by Tingyunxuan a few years ago, and there was no such paper in the Tang Dynasty. ”

Zhao Ji was already about to reprimand loudly, listening to the shopkeeper's words, he blinked, reached out and touched the paper, looked up at the shopkeeper again, and said, "Really? ”

The shopkeeper nodded, but he still stuck his head out and said in a low voice: "I also heard that these papers are tribute, little brother Zhao, don't be deceived." ”

Zhao Ji smashed his mouth, stretched out his hand and crumpled the picture of the flying bird, gritted his teeth and said: "See if I go back and don't kill that bastard, the shopkeeper, support my consistent money, and give you a good painting next time." ”

This time, the shopkeeper did not hesitate, immediately asked people to count the money, looked outside the door, and said in a low voice: "Little Brother Zhao, next time you have a good painting, you must think of me, my price, I am sure to satisfy you." ”

Zhao Ji nodded, waited for the guy to get the money, grabbed it, turned around and ran.

Zhao Xu was standing outside the door, Zhao Ji didn't see it at all, and went straight to the direction of the palace when he went out.

Zhao Xu was about to chase after him, and heard the voices of the shopkeeper and his companion inside.

"Shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that he will take the money and run away?"

"Don't be afraid. I can't even guess the origin of this Zhao Gongzi, he is either rich or expensive, and a hanging of money is nothing. ”

"Oh, how do I think he looks like a liar, he just deliberately came to deceive the shopkeeper."

"It's not the first time. There were four times in total, and only this time I debunked him. ”

"Why? A painting is hung more than a dozen times, dozens of hangings, what a loss! ”

"Hehe, you don't understand, wait and see, one day, this little brother can let me earn back tenfold and hundredfold."

……

Zhao Xu listened outside the door, his brows couldn't stop jumping, and when he saw Zhao Ji's little bastard again, he was about to run away, and hurriedly chased after him.

This little bastard still wants to make fake paintings to deceive people, but if he thinks that people will plan it, he will already be determined!

Zhao Ji ran out of a distance, hid in a corner, spread out the kneaded bird picture, stared at the paper, and suddenly said to himself: "It turned out to be a problem with paper, how to get paper?" ”

Under the guidance of the guards, Zhao Xu had already touched him, saw him shrinking in the corner, squinted, waved his hand to Chen Pi and the others, and walked over.

Chen Pi understood and scattered the guards on both sides, not allowing them to look.

"Ah......h

Not long after, Zhao Ji's screams sounded in the corner of the wall, and it was even more miserable than before.

Chen Pi turned his back to him, his face expressionless.

A group of guards were all close to Zhao Xu, and they didn't seem to be surprised, looking up at the sky one by one, as if they hadn't heard anything.

After a while, Zhao Xu walked out refreshed, and there was only a little boredom left, but now he had a clean and comfortable smile on his face.

Zhao Ji was discouraged, limping, puffing out his little face, and he didn't dare to say anything wronged.

Zhao Xu was completely happy, bought some pastries at a stall casually, and asked while eating, "Are you so short of money?" I actually learned to sell fake paintings. ”

Zhao Ji rubbed his buttocks and hummed: "Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone all cost money, and there are so many things, my money is not enough at all." ”

Zhao Ji's Yulu is super first-class, and he gets a lot of money from Zhao Xu from time to time, which is more than enough.

The reason why it is not enough is because he is too picky, and he uses the best, food, clothing, housing, transportation, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, everything is the most exquisite!

Zhao Xu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said: "It's not peaceful outside recently, let me stay in the palace honestly, and if you dare to run out, I will take a rope and tie you to the pillar." ”

Zhao Ji was immediately unconvinced, and said: "Why can the thirteenth brother go to Hebei to play, I can't, I also want to go out!" ”

Zhao Xu kicked over with one foot and snorted coldly: "I'm going to let you go, it is estimated that you will make a fortune now!" ”