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Fang Zhongyong stood lightly in front of Zhao Zhen and said to Zhao Zhen: "Your Majesty, Weichen has some gifts that he wants to offer, but before offering these objects, he needs Dr. Xu Xizhen to be present. ”

"Oh?" The first time Zhao Zhen encountered such a strange way of gifting, he became interested, pouted and smiled, and Han Han instructed the eunuchs beside him: "Go to the Imperial Medical Bureau and announce Imperial Doctor Xu." ”

After a while, Xu Xizhen put on an official robe and carried a medicine box, and walked slowly.

Zhao Zhen looked at Fang Zhongyong, put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile: "What kind of treasure do you want to offer, you still need Dr. Xu to be there." ”

Only then did Fang Zhongyong open the baggage he was carrying, took out the special underwear for pregnant women, and took out the items from the Victoria's Secret Angel Underwear Workshop, such as shrinkable clothes and pants designed with the increase of the month, belt protectors, etc., and handed them to Xu Xizhen one by one.

Fang Zhongyong arched his hand towards the official family, and said to Xu Xizhen: "I'm tired of Imperial Doctor Xu to check it, are these items safe for pregnant women?" ”

Xu Xizhen was stunned at first, and when she saw Zhao Zhen bowing slightly, she took those objects one by one, and sighed while checking them, these things are really wonderful, and they are very thoughtful about the woman's physiology.

After some inspection, Xu Xizhen bowed his hand to Zhao Zhen and said: "These are completely harmless to pregnant women, and they have a good effect of fixing the fetus and adjusting the comfort of pregnancy." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Zhen squinted his eyes and smiled knowingly: "Is Fang Aiqing going to give these to me, so that I can give them to the pregnant harem concubines?" ”

"Exactly, this is the new maternity underwear of Victoria's Secret Angel Underwear Workshop, and some peripheral products, which are willing to be dedicated to the ladies and girls." Fang Zhongyong spoke every word very calmly.

Saying that, Fang Zhongyong took a look at Xu Xizhen, and added: "Many women's menstrual cycle-related knowledge, Wei Chen learned from a female disciple of Imperial Physician Xu, the Wang family, and Imperial Physician Xu is worthy of the national hand. ”

Zhao Zhen took the beautifully made underwear and looked at it, he was very moved by Fang Zhongyong's intimacy, he looked at Xu Xizhen first, and said softly: "It's hard work for Imperial Doctor Xu, I still have something to say to Fang Aiqing." ”

Xu Xizhen naturally understood the meaning, so she quit.

Zhao Zhen retreated the little eunuchs left and right, and then he and Fang Zhongyong whispered in a thoughtful attitude: "Fang Aiqing has a heart." ”

Saying that, Zhao Zhen sighed slightly, as if looking at a distant place, and said to Fang Zhongyong quietly:

"I know that Aiqing suddenly offered these things because she asked for me. If you don't say it, I can roughly understand what you are for?

Although the matter of collecting personal income tax was an idea that you secretly gave to me in private, it was me who was concerned about the officials of the household department, and I would not blame you because there was a problem in the implementation. ”

Fang Zhongyong listened to the first half of the sentence, and thought that Zhao Zhen still had a good heart, but the second half of the sentence was out of shape, and he couldn't help but bow his hand and replied: "Your Majesty Shengming, this matter should not have been talked about by a small minister.

But now, Fan Xianggong and the rich adults have all become the target of public criticism, and Weichen is hiding behind His Majesty, but he is very uneasy in his heart. Weichen wanted to do his part to find out what the whole story of this case was. ”

Zhao Zhen's gaze was half-squinted, turned to Fang Zhongyong, and sighed slowly for a long time: "Aiqing thinks that there is something greasy in this matter?" ”

Fang Zhongyong was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied safely: "Whether there is or not, Weichen still needs to check before he knows." If Your Majesty can trust Wechen, can the funeral and case of the lady in Xu Qingchuan's family of the Ministry of Industry be handled by Wechen, and the treasury will pay for the pension? ”

"It should have been compensated," Zhao Zhen came back to his senses, and picked up the notebook beside him: "It's just that you are in charge, and the official character does not show the attention of the imperial court, why don't you do it, I will hand it over to Bao Zheng and handle this matter with you, what do you think?" ”

"Your Majesty."

……

This day is the public memorial day of Xu Qingchuan's wife.

It has been nine days since the Xu family committed suicide due to humiliation, and there is an endless stream of people who come to mourn every day, or fan the flames in the name of condolences.

Wazi Street, where Xufu is located, was not spacious, but now it has long been filled with banners, spiritualist flags, paper people and paper horses.

In the past few days, the weather in Bianjing has been surprisingly good, the sky is blue during the day, and the sky is blue and starry at night. It is completely different from when Daddy Jane went out of the funeral a few days ago, there was a rain like a chicken falling in soup everywhere.

Because it was the official who came forward to give the public sacrifice, the plain paper Suhua had long piled up a piece of vegetarian on the long street, and the poor woman who did not get any good titles because her husband's official rank was not high, but after her death, she got a large number of first-class officials of the imperial court, and the front foot and the back foot rushed to sacrifice.

In response to more than a dozen greeting calls, Yishui stood in front of the door, staggered, and reported the official rank and condolence words of each visitor.

Every time after reporting the noun, the deafening suona mourning music and the earth-shattering crying mother-in-law howl sounded to the sky.

Fang Zhongyong followed Bao Zheng and sat together in the back hall of the funeral shed. Fang Zhongyong occasionally talked to Bao Zheng about the case of Daddy Jane's accident a few days ago, and occasionally said a word or two.

"Daddy Jane's matter, eighty percent and the western thief barbarian, can't get out of it, the old man has already sent someone to the place of the incident, carefully asked if there are any eyewitnesses, and is searching for suspicious people recently." Bao Zheng took a sip of tea and said softly.

"Your Excellency is wise." Fang Zhongyong also replied in a small voice. Officials who came and went around him passed by from time to time, some turning a blind eye, and some exchanging pleasantries.

"Today's matter, Lu Yijian sent Gao Ruone, have you arranged a countermeasure?" Bao Zheng looked at the small guy in front of the door who was tying a wreath, and asked again casually.

"Don't worry, sir." Fang Zhongyong's face was calm and calm beyond his age, as if everything was in his chest.

Although this public sacrifice was initiated by the imperial court and presided over by Bao Zheng, because of Lu Yijian's intentions, Lu San and Gao Ruone were in Zhang Luo, and Lu San's heart was naturally very happy for his master Lu Yijian.

Originally, in the matter of collecting personal income tax for senior officials, Lu Yijian and his party were at a disadvantage, but Xu Qingchuan's wife was forced to do by the tax collectors, but they turned defeat into victory all of a sudden, and the collection of individual income tax implemented by the household department has some signs of being stirred up.

In this regard, all the Lu Party, even the non-Lu Party officials who are not very honest, are proud in their hearts.

After all, this method of collecting officials' personal taxes is a penny that overturned a boatload of people and offended almost all officials.

As the saying goes, fish have a fish way, and shrimp have a shrimp road. When it comes to the ability to accumulate money, even in the high-paid and incorruptible Song Dynasty, most officials are also in the officialdom of greedy ink, how many people are Fan Zhongyan and Bao Zheng? (To be continued.) )