Fang Zhongyong, who was staring at Bao Zheng, was archaeology in his heart at this time:

Bao Zheng, the word Xiren, a native of Luzhou, a five-year jinshi of Tiansheng, is in the same subject as Han Qi, Wen Yanbo and others. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After supporting his parents in old age, he started from the grassroots level of Jiupin Zhi County, because of his outstanding criminal name and case judgment skills; Soon promoted to the governor of Duanzhou, and concurrently served as the palace of the city; Because of his honesty and integrity, he was transferred to the Yushitai and served as a Beijing official; This time he took office in Kaifeng Mansion, which can be regarded as a matter of expectation.

Looking at Bao Zheng's career, there may be right and wrong in what he does, but they all uphold the sincerity of his conscience and everything for the public. There is no doubt about the selflessness of the iron mask.

Because, from the first day he stepped into his career, his parents had passed away, and Bao Zheng had no children for life, so he didn't need to mix interpersonal relationships in officialdom and exchange resources for the nepotism of his children and grandchildren. This point is the first key word of Comrade Bao Zhengbao.

Another important keyword, which is also an important reason for Bao Zheng's fame among the people, is Bao Zheng's criminal name and judgment skills. He was born as a Jinshi, but he has a deep study of the Ming Law Department, and has the ability to turn decay into magic in the trial of cases.

It can be said that Bao Zheng's judgment of the case has won the three flavors of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and in order to seek the truth, he used intermittent tactics to be hearty.

Comrade Bao was finally stared at by Fang Zhongyong: "The one in the hall, why didn't you leave after paying the fine, and you are still staying here late?" Could it be that he felt that the old man's punishment was unfair. ”

"Ah, no, no, no," Chai Lin glanced at Fang Zhongyong, and said first: "Lord Qingtian, the break is extremely fair, and the small ones will go back to rectify them." ”

As he spoke, Chai Lin tugged on Fang Zhongyong's sleeve, and the two of them bowed together.

"Big brother, what the hell are you doing?" Chai Lin looked at Fang Zhongyong suspiciously, as if he wanted to see something on his face.

"It's nothing, it's just that Fan Xianggong left in a hurry, and he didn't let me wait to see him off, some nostalgia." Fang Zhongyong looked left and right and said to him.

"Uh, eldest brother, this is not the younger brother talking about you, as a businessman, we will pursue profits, and what we make friends with is the official position itself, not the people in that position, mutual benefit from each other, and buying and selling love is just. If it is true, being dragged into the deep water of politics by those who are officials, it will be more than worth the loss. ”

Chai Lin's words were not rough, but it still made Fang Zhongyong feel a little cold, but he also agreed that this was a reality.

It's just Chai Lin, who can always maintain the identity of a simple businessman and intersect with officials for profit, but what about himself? One day, I'm afraid I still have to do something in the court, right?

Will there be a day when he is deeply involved in politics and will be affected by Chai Lin? If there is, Chai Lin, will it be his own brother, just like now?

Fang Zhongyong thought so in his heart, but he felt that why bother thinking about those shadowless things, mediocre people disturbed themselves, so he raised his head, looked at the occasional carrier pigeon flying in the sky, and suddenly waved his hand in front of Chai Lin's eyes, and said:

"I was thinking, the three urgent problems of the pigeon. You know, pigeons can't control their feces and urine, they don't have sphincters, so they belong to the natural incontinence of urine and urine. ”

Chai Lin listened with admiration, and suddenly asked, "What is a sphincter?" ”

"It's the buttocks, the one that can control the feces and urine, a mass of flesh with the ability to shrink." Fang Zhongyong explained, while continuing:

Therefore, in order to control the time and place of excretion of pigeons, it is necessary to start from the fixed excretion time after each meal of the pigeon, in short, to know how long it will take to pee after eating. Let Daddy Jane take care of it, from the time of feeding, to the time of controlling its excretion. ”

Chai Lin nodded, and suddenly, he raised his head again, regained his stupid expression, and said with a smile: "Then you say, what if the pigeon has diarrhea?" ”

"Poof—well, if it's once in a while, you won't be punished. Besides, it is also possible to let the pigeons take turns to rest, and the sick pigeons can be sent out to deliver letters. ”

Fang Zhongyong was saying when he saw a familiar figure fluttering down from a double-row carriage and walking to a medicine shop.

"Teacher Cang—" Chai Lin shouted first. Then, he said indignantly: "This is Xia Zhu's carriage. He is the only one who engages in this kind of widened luxury carriage, which is really a way to go. It was his family's carriage that hit Yue'er's father. ”

Seeing Fang Zhongyong's thoughtful face and something to say, Chai Lin hurriedly asked again, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm thinking-" Fang Zhongyong smiled slightly:

"This time, since we have soiled the carriage for pigeon dung, it shows that the coachmen of these big eunuch families are also very powerful, and they are tired of a day's work, and not everyone is willing to wash the carriage by themselves. And this business? Huh-"

"You mean, open a horse wash?" Chai Lin's eyes suddenly lit up and asked.

"Not only that, but you can also wash, cut and blow the horses, do styling, dress up the carriage and so on. In order to attract customers, we can find more washers and wash horses with washers.

Then to the waiting area, provide some Yue books, free books for a limited time. The old rule, let's go five or five points, you can do it. Fang Zhongyong said playfully.

Chai Lin smiled on his lips, and said with a grin: "Big brother, you just need to provide your brains, and the younger brother will naturally do it properly." ”

The two of them each smiled evilly, swayed in unison, and walked in the bustling streets and alleys of Bianjing.

……

Because of Wang Anshi and Wang Ziyue, they had to go to Yue Wenzhai to be guests in the evening, and Chen Qi, Ma Erya and others were all busy all afternoon.

Ma Erya is the most well-behaved, and it didn't take long for him to come down, and he was like a housekeeper in the backyard of the study, and he was covered with internal affairs.

Chen Qi is a fancy player, but fortunately, everyone doesn't demand anything from him.

When everything was done and he was free, Ma Erya went to the study to see Yue Wenzhai's book book, and all kinds of things, Fang Zhongyong typed the semi-finished book of the outline.

The key to this study is only one she holds for Fang Zhongyong. Thinking of this, Ma Erya's heart was overflowing with the warmth of happiness.

She pulled out a book in her hand, typed out the outline notebook, and flipped through it. I was quickly hooked.

It was a book of "Bao Longtu Angrily Slashing Chen Shimei".

Ma Erya was interested, and unconsciously picked up the pen and followed the outline written by Fang Zhongyong to write the plot.

……

Across a small screen, Lu San, the housekeeper of Lu Yijian's family, was standing with his head bowed down. Lu Yijian was half-sided, leaning on the edge of the couch, and the maid next to him brought him a bowl of duck tongue soup.

Lu Yijian's face was calm, and he gently used a small silver spoon to pick a little duck tongue, tasted it, and then said slowly: "I have read the accounts, what is the situation, you can tell me carefully." ”

"Back to the master, a few months ago, Fan Zhongyan gave a pot a lot of our private book-printing workshops. Some of the rest, and a lot of them, were acquired by Yue Wenzhai and became their people.

At present, there is only one left to make a little profit in the government-run printing office, but the business of the government-run printing office is not very good. So-" Lu San looked at Lu Yijian's continued expression, and then he boldly said: