With such a question, Ji Qingwen watched Lao Zhangtou with his eyes and slowly walked into the backyard of Baiyun Temple.

He had been setting up a stall at the gate of the palace for a long time, and most of the officials in the court knew each other, and after greeting each other one by one, he came to Ji Qingwen and bent down to make a gesture at Ji Qingwen.

Ji Qingwen also returned the salute and asked a little strangely: "Old Zhangtou, how do you know that I am in Baiyun Temple?" What are you doing with me again? ”

Lao Zhangtou smiled innocently: "Sir, I also have some ways in the officialdom, and after a little inquiry, I will know that you are here in Baiyunguan, so I came over." ”

Lao Zhangtou's wontons are known as "first-class wontons", which are specially sold to officials in the next dynasty, and it is not an incredible thing for him to know a few officials and inquire about Ji Qingwen's movements.

But what he said just now did not answer the purpose of his coming to Baiyun Temple, so Ji Qingwen asked again: "What did Lao Zhangtou come to me for?" Borrowing money? Well, you can wait a little longer, and I'll give you the money when I'm done with the business at hand." ”

Lao Zhang scratched his head: "Where does the lord want to go?" I'm not here to ask you to borrow money, but I have a few words I want to share with the officials......"

Ji Qingwen was stunned for a moment, and before he spoke, the officials below were in an uproar: "There are so many second-grade and third-grade officials here, you are a stall selling wontons, there is a place for you to speak?" Don't get out of here yet! ”

Ji Qingwen was not clear about the relationship with these officials, and when he heard this, he was immediately unhappy, his eyes were raised, and he said, "Why don't you let others talk?" Is it just the black gauze hat on your head? Look at the head under the hat, you might as well be the old one! As for the words 'the rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible', what can you say in the mouth of a dog? ”

Although these few words were vulgar, they also suppressed the criticism of the officials.

So Ji Qingwen said to Lao Zhangtou: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it." They don't listen, I prick up my ears, and I won't miss a word. ”

Lao Zhangtou nodded crampedly, coughed lightly twice unnaturally, and then said, "I...... I...... I would like to ask you to give me a face......"

Before he could finish his words, he heard laughter in the backyard of Baiyunguan: "Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Do you buy wontons with a big face? We give you face, just rely on you to pay back a bowl of wontons every day? ”

When Ji Qingwen heard this, he realized that Lao Zhangtou ran in recklessly today, and it turned out that he was speaking for himself, so he couldn't help but be a little grateful, pulled Lao Zhangtou's cuffs, and said, "Lao Zhangtou, I understand your kindness." But what about you...... It's better to sell your wontons well, and you don't care about the other things. ”

"No, Master Ji just taught me 'The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband'! Although Yuan Chonghuan has merit, he has not hidden his merits; Although there were, it did not lead to death. Now is the time for the court to employ people, he should be spared a life, make meritorious service for crimes, and the court should promote his strengths and avoid weaknesses, which is the best policy. Lao Zhangtou said loudly.

When Ji Qingwen heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately praised: "Okay, you old man who sells wontons, your words are reasonable, and your knowledge is much higher than these dizzy officials!" ”

When the officials below heard this, they immediately became unconvinced: "Insight? We are all well-educated and two-list Jinshi, and our knowledge can't compare to him selling wontons like this? Has he read the Four Books and the Five Classics? Can you understand the "Three Character Classic"? Do you know a hundred words? ”

When Lao Zhangtou heard this, his face turned red with anger, and he suddenly raised his voice and scolded: "You guys...... You guys...... You are highly informed! When you impeached Zhang Jiangling's old minister, did you have a high level of knowledge? If it is done according to the method of the old minister Zhang back then, why will the government become the current field? This is all thanks to your group of knowledgeable scholars and scholars! ”

Everyone suddenly heard him mention Zhang Juzheng's past, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, and after a long time, they heard someone ask: "Wonton seller, what are you doing for Zhang Juzheng's business?" ”

Old Zhangtou's eyes suddenly fell terrifyingly silent, and he was silent for a while before squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "My lords, I don't know how many documents I pinched in my hands when Old Minister Zhang was in power, and I didn't know how many documents I had in my hands to be loyal to him, pat his horse, and even persuade him. Some of the authors of these documents are the teachers of the lords, and some are still officials in the court......"

Lao Zhangtou turned his heart sideways: "I said it to death, just wait and follow Lord Ji's words today." If you dare to disobey your lord, I will put all these things in the hands of the saint, and I will all of you be ruined and ruined! ”

After hearing this, Ji Qingwen glanced at Lao Zhangtou timidly, and suddenly found that the timid, amiable and wealthy wonton stall owner he knew was gone, and the person who appeared in front of him seemed to have a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness, which made people look up to the mountains.

The officials were obviously shocked by the momentum on Lao Zhang's body, and whispered for a while, before someone said: "Brother Zhang, you said that the documents of the old minister Zhang are in your hands." But these letters are top secret, how did you get them? ”

Lao Zhangtou's eyes flashed, and then dimmed, and he said quietly: "Everyone, the contemptible person's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhixiu ......."

Zhang ...... Send...... Repair? Zhang Zhixiu? Are you Zhang Juzheng's son? You are the son of Zhang Juzheng! Someone immediately exclaimed.

Zhang Zhixiu, the old man who sells wontons, nodded vigorously: "Not bad." I am the unscrupulous son of Mr. Zhang, Zhang Zhixiu. Now you believe that I have all your handles in my hands, right? ”

"Impossible! No way! There are still people who are not convinced, "What you say is unfounded!" Back then, Zhang Xianggong was bad, and his children and grandchildren were all disposed of by Emperor Wanli, and I had never heard that Zhang Laoxiang had a son named Zhang Zhixiu......"

Ji Qingwen didn't have time to talk about Zhang Zhixiu's identity with these officials, and couldn't help but say, "What are you still hesitating about? There are only two ways that are now set before you. The first is to follow my mind, so I changed my mind and wrote a chapter to protect Yuan Chonghuan; The second way is to be stubborn. If you choose the second path, then I will hand over the list of my money and the documents you wrote to the old minister Zhang in front of the emperor. What kind of character is the emperor, you know better than me, what will happen if these two things are handed over to the Lord of Long Life, and you know much better than me! ”

Again, the future of fame is more important than gold and silver, and the life of the family is more important than the future of fame.

If these two things in Ji Qingwen's mouth were handed over to Emperor Chongzhen, the fame of these officials involved would definitely not be saved, and their lives would be imminent, and maybe they would die before Yuan Chonghuan.

After thinking left and right, those officials finally relented, and expressed their willingness to look at Ji Qingwen's face, and immediately go back to write the recital, overturn their previous opinions, and re-play Yuan Chonghuan.

Ji Qingwen didn't want to believe these officials at all, and said, "Don't work hard for all the adults. Brother Liu! Where is Liu Yinping (Liu Ruozai's word)! ”

Although Liu Ruozai is only a six-grade editor of the Hanlin Academy, he is also the champion and the first, and he has a very high reputation among the scholars, so he was also invited, and immediately replied: "Lord Ji, I am here, I am here." ”

"Good! Then how about working on Brother Liu, the top talent, to write a piece of music to protect Yuan Chonghuan, and let the officials present sign their names? Ji Qingwen said.

Liu Ruozai has no foundation in the imperial court, and whether Yuan Chonghuan is dead or alive has little to do with him, so he agreed to come down without thinking about it, and after a little contemplation, he made a splendid article. Although those officials did not agree with Liu Ruozai's opinions, they were convinced by Liu Zhuangyuan's writing, and finally signed their names one by one under the coercion of Ji Qingwen.

Ji Qingwen took this hard-won joint concert, watched it over and over again from beginning to end, and finally nodded with a smile, and walked in front of Zhou Yanru and Xu Guangqi in person, and said to them: "Two elders, there are two of the three ministers of the cabinet. When I look at this recital, I will prepare a note by the two votes, and send it to the emperor, how about it? ”

Zhou Yanru and Xu Guangqi had nothing to say, the two discussed a few words, and then wrote the cabinet's proposal next to the undried ink, and after ordering someone to frame it, they sent it to Emperor Chongzhen.

A storm finally seems to have finally subsided.

After the completion of this paperwork of the champion's pen and paper, the signatures of the ministers, and the draft of the cabinet, there was nothing else to do in the Baiyun Temple, and the officials who had done things against their hearts saw that Ji Qingwen did not keep them, so they also scattered in twos and threes.

Seeing that these officials had left, Zhang Zhixiu, who came to help the key person, arched his hand towards Ji Qingwen and said, "Sir, today I am out of righteous indignation, so I just said a few more words, didn't I cause trouble for the sir?" ”

Ji Qingwen smiled and patted Zhang Zhixiu's shoulder: "Old Zhangtou, I have long seen that you don't look like an ordinary wonton seller, but you are still the son of Old Xianggong Zhang, which is really disrespectful." I don't usually speak lightly, don't take it to heart. ”

Zhang Zhixiu shook his head and said, "Don't say that, sir, I am an unscrupulous descendant of the Zhang family, if it weren't for today's emergency, I wouldn't want to reveal my identity." In the future, I will still be the old Zhang Tou who sells wontons, and today's incident can be regarded as a dream. ”

Ji Qingwen said: "Old Zhangtou, this dream may never wake up again." You made it clear that you are the descendant of Zhang Laoxianggong, and you said that you have the handle of many officials in the imperial court, so won't it become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of these officials? The court officials are not a good thing, and they are in a hurry, and they can't even do that kind of murderous thing. ”

When Lao Zhangtou heard this, he was anxious: "Sir, the ministers of the imperial court are also readers of the sage book and embark on their official careers, so they won't do such a murderous thing, right?" ”

Ji Qingwen sighed: "I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if!" You are a gentleman, you can't use the heart of a gentleman to spend the belly of a villain, if someone really kills, it will be too late to regret it. In any case, you first take your whole family, as well as all the belongings and documents, and send them to the Yunlai Inn immediately. I, Ji Qingwen, can keep your whole family safe. ”

Zhang Zhixiu thought about it and felt that this was the only way to do it, so he agreed.

Ji Qingwen was still not at ease, so he asked Li Yuanyin to take Huang Degong and more than a dozen other miners to help Zhang Zhixiu move. These miners have a lot of strength and strength, but in a moment's effort, they carried out Zhang Zhixiu's belongings, which were not very much, and sent them to the Yunlai Inn in three carts.