Zhang Fuzhi's qualifications are extremely old, and he is also a second-class member before Zhishi, no worse than Zhou Weijing, and he only arches his hand when he comes in, and his face is gloomy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He looked at Zhou Weijing and said in a deep voice: "Lord Zhou, I have heard about everything, I am here on behalf of the elders of Hangzhou/Zhou, and tell Lord Zhou that we all support Lord Zhou to punish the murderers and maintain the peace of Hangzhou/Prefecture." ”

Zhou Weijing's expression was indifferent, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, he remembered that there was a mutiny in Hangzhou/Zhou a few years ago, he was a political envoy, and the old man said the same thing in the capital, but except for the deputy chief soldier, everyone else was acquitted, and the matter was over.

His gaze swept over the people in the lobby, and except for a few people, everyone stared at him intently, with inexplicable dodging in their eyes.

The anger in Zhou Weijing's heart has risen again, and he understands deeply at this moment that the imperial court is imminent to purge the officialdom, and it will not work if it is not rectified!

However, he was not impulsive, he just squeezed out a smile on his face, and looked at Zhang Fuzhi: "What the old man said is true." ”

Zhang Fuzhi also saw the situation in the lobby clearly, and knew that Zhou Weijing should be a little flustered even if he was not a master of the six gods, and said sharply: "Lord Zhou, the old man didn't say anything, if there is anything I need to do, just say it!" ”

Zhou Weijing took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Fuzhi, then at Zhou Zhikui and the others, and said, "Don't bother, the boss, this official will deal with it properly." ”

Zhang Fuzhi saw that Zhou Weijing was still very wary of him, and refused to say more, his eyes flashed, and he didn't say anything more.

However, Zhou Zhikui did not let go of Zhou Weijing's meaning, and chased after him, "Lord Zhou, the scholars are waiting outside the door, and I hope you will go out to appease!" ”

The so-called 'appeasement' is to force Zhou Weijing to make some guarantees.

Zhou Weijing couldn't compromise, this was Emperor Zhu Xu's national politics, and he didn't want to give in like this, so he looked at Zhou Zhikui coldly, and said to Zhang Fuzhi: "Master Zhang, please say a few words, I still have important matters to discuss with you." ”

Zhang Fuzhi's cloudy eyes flashed with a ray of essence, and he did not refuse, and responded: "Okay, I'll appease those scholars outside the door for Lord Zhou." ”

Zhou Weijing nodded lightly, turned around and walked towards the inner hall.

Zhou Zhikui naturally wanted Zhou Weijing to speak, so that he could force the governor Yamen to give in. But he also saw Zhou Weijing's firmness, glanced at Zhang Fuzhi, and had a plan.

Zhang Fuzhi watched Zhou Weijing leave, stopped coughing, glanced at the rest of the people, turned around and walked slowly towards the door.

Zhou Zhikui hurriedly followed, and beside him, he whispered with deep meaning: "Boss, you can talk more." ”

Zhang Fuzhi glanced at him expressionlessly, how could he not see his thoughts, and said indifferently: "Lord Zhou, everything has rules, and you can run rampant within the rules, and you will die outside the rules." ”

Zhou Zhikui frowned, and said with an ugly expression: "Boss, what do you mean by this?" ”

Where would Zhang Fuzhi understand this junior, and slowly came to the gate.

Li Deru walked over, looked at Zhang Fuzhi's back next to Zhou Zhikui, and sneered: "Don't you know that this old man's nickname is 'two-faced thief', how can he openly offend Zhou Weijing!" ”

Zhou Zhikui suddenly regretted that he did not stop Zhou Weijing to death.

Outside the yamen of the Hangzhou/state capital, Hou Qizeng, Chen Zilong and others mingled in the crowd and shouted loudly.

"Return the field to Qingming, and return Zhejiang/Jiang to justice!"

"Faint officials and mediocre officials, get out of Zhejiang/Jiangsu!"

One voice after another, as time slowly passed, more people gathered, more than 300 people, and the front and back of the governor's yamen were impassable!

Zhang Fuyi walked out, and a scholar rushed forward and said loudly: "Master Zhang, you are my Hangzhou/Zhou sage, and you will definitely defend our scholars, dare to ask the governor what he said?" ”

"Yes, my lord, the imperial court wants to suppress us, abolish the imperial examination, cut off our careers, and hope that the boss will speak up!"

"Boss, you want to do justice for us!"

A cadre of scholars came over and clamored for Zhang Fuzhi to help him speak.

Zhang Fuzhi's eyes were sharp, and he saw a few familiar figures in the crowd, his expression was a little colder, and he scolded: "Enough, it is a serious crime to besiege the official yamen, and I will be scattered!" In a few days, Governor Zhou will give you a satisfactory explanation, what to do and what to do! ”

Zhang Fuzhi put up a fight, with his age and prestige, it is really not good to be a junior student, not to mention, he is also Zhang Pu's 'parent', and they all need to respect people.

After Zhang Fuzhi finished speaking, he walked slowly on crutches.

A group of people were a rabble, but they were picked up, and there was no discipline for the time being, looking at each other, someone opened their mouths to leave, and they began to walk in twos and threes, and it didn't take long for the Hangzhou/Zhou Yamen to return to normal, and all the scholars disappeared without a trace.

Although the scholars are gone, the impact of a series of events is expanding rapidly, and Zhou Weijing's political reform has encountered trouble, not to mention stagnation, and has become extremely slow. Some officials who originally relied on it are now also inexplicable.

Wang Yongguang of the Governor's Yamen had little influence, and the garrisons of the various prefectures that had been purged were well disciplined and were not affected by the Restoration Society.

But just one day, Zhou Weijing angrily threw a cup in the Yamen of Hangzhou/Prefecture Mansion, and a backbone of the Restoration Society gave him a notebook, full of names, all of whom were people from the Restoration Society, and asked the governor Yamen to focus on promotion and appointment!

This is also an ancient anecdote, a scholar of the people actually gave him a list and asked him to appoint officials according to the list.

It's ridiculous!

Li Dongxu was also shocked by the boldness of the people who restored the society, and stood aside and said: "My lord, the resumption of the society is too arrogant, and it needs to be curbed as soon as possible." ”

Zhou Weijing didn't know, but he was now stuck in the quagmire of Zhejiang/Jiangsu officialdom and couldn't extricate himself, and he had no ability to deal with the Fushe. His first priority is to carry out political reform, only by completing the political reform, can he master the government affairs of Hangzhou/Prefecture and have power, otherwise he will be controlled everywhere, not to mention that he can't do anything, and he doesn't know how he will die one day!

He sat there, his face was blue, and he changed for a while, and said: "According to the judge's side, continue to stare at it, this official will deal with it as soon as possible, this official will go out for a few days, you are staring here." ”

Li Dongxu didn't know what Zhou Weijing wanted to do, in his opinion, there was no way at all, except for the court to make concessions and appease Jiangnan Shizi.

Not far from the Hangzhou/state capital, a large courtyard has been renovated, and prisons have been erected.

In a cell, Tian Ergeng sat on a chair, licking the dagger in his hand, while looking at the young man opposite, who was tied up and covered in blood.

Tian Ergeng had a scar on his face, which looked hideous when he moved, and his actions were even more terrifying.

The young man on the opposite side was disheveled, looking at Tian Ergeng from the gap in his hair, trembling all over, and still scolded: "Eunuch lackey, Dongchang eagle dog, my generation, how can I give in with just a torture tool!" ”

Tian Ergeng was unmoved, sat there, carefully groped for the dagger in his hand, and said absentmindedly, "Give you a chance to make the first report, otherwise I will copy your Zhang family!" ”

The corners of Zhang Cai's mouth moved, and then he gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Lackey, don't think about it!" My Zhang family is a Jiangdong wang family, how can you be a thief who said to copy it! ”

Tian Ergeng smiled fiercely on his face, and looked at him with a solemn gaze: "It seems that you still don't know, how many people I killed in Yingtianfu?" How many marquis uncles, how many second-class, third-grade officers? Don't say that you are the Zhang family, it is that Zhang Pu, I will copy it if I say it! ”

Zhang Cai's face hidden behind the messy hair changed, he knew about Nan Zhili, but he didn't understand it very well, but if Dongchang copied their house, it would be different, even if he didn't take a risk.

The current Daming, without the support of the family, is difficult to get ahead at all!

A Dongchang fan walked in and whispered in Tian Ergeng's ear: "My lord, my father-in-law went straight to Yun/Nan." ”

Tian Ergeng didn't care, looked at the blade, and said, "Well, this person, don't starve to death, you will be punished if you have nothing to do, Governor Zhou will drag it first, and say that we are investigating." ”

"Yes!" He clenched his fists and walked out quickly.

Zhang Cai listened to Tian Ergeng's words, his heart trembled, and he raised his head and said coldly: "Gelding, what kind of conspiracy do you have, you have the ability to come at me!" ”

The corners of Tian Ergeng's eyes jumped, and he sneered hideously, "I'm coming at you, and you have to stand it!" ”

Zhang Cai's disappearance did not cause much movement outside, and the people of the Restoration Society believed that he was locked up in his home, and the people of the Zhang family believed that he was hiding with the people of the Restoration Society.

In the eyes of the Zhang family in the past few days, Zhang Pu has calmed down and read the book honestly.

At this moment, Zhang Pu splashed ink, and the upright block letters quickly formed lines on a piece of paper.

He's not copying books, he's writing letters!

He Zhang Pu is a person with great ambitions, and this time in the face of the governor's yamen, he deeply felt that his strength was not enough, and he needed greater strength to make the governor's yamen 'know his mistakes and admit his mistakes'. These letters were addressed to some people who had only heard or known, and these people were also the leaders of the Literary Society!

He wants to unite them and set up a bigger literary society!

"Da Ming needs to change, only I can save Da Ming!" Zhang Pu's eyes flashed with blazing light, and he whispered softly.

He packed the letters one by one and sent them out tonight. He has already chosen a place, and he will meet the heroes of the world for a while in Tiger Hill!

Zhang Fuzhi returned to the house, took a sip of tea, looked at the steward on the side with cold eyes, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

The steward looked at Zhang Fuzhi cautiously and said, "The eighth prince has been studying in the room and has never gone out. ”

Zhang Fuzhi's eyes stared coldly at this steward, and his face was extremely indifferent.

The steward's heart tightened, he knelt down with a puff, and cried: "Master, the eighth prince went out last night, and the little one can't stop it!" ”

The Zhang family didn't care about Zhang Pu before, but since he came out of the Restoration Society, no one dares to despise him.

Zhang Fuzhi's expression was indifferent, but he didn't get angry, he just said in a cold tone: "Remember for me, if I live for a day, the Zhang family will have to listen to me, if you dare to let him out again, I will break your limbs!" ”

The steward knelt and kowtowed again and again: "Yes, yes, the little one doesn't dare anymore!" ”

Historically, Zhang Fuzhi did not live next year, Zhang Pu was a jinshi in the year after that, and another year, the Tiger Hill Conference was held, which shook the world and made the Beijing division look sideways.

Zhang Fuzhi took care of the housework and turned to the backyard to rest.

At the same time, on the official road from Ying/Tianfu to Hangzhou/Zhou, a carriage full of Dongchang Fanzi crossed the Yangtze River at great speed and went straight to Hangzhou/Zhou.