Inside the Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Zhou put down the notebook in his hand and looked at the admiral of Dongchang who was kneeling on the ground, his face gloomy.

"Wang Zhi, you are also a person who has read books, you touch your conscience and tell me, how much silver do you think these words you presented are worth?"

When Wang Zhi heard this, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

What Your Majesty means, it couldn't be clearer.

It's nothing more than saying that these words are all rubbish!

But the scholars in the edict prison only have this ability, and no matter how much time they give them, they can only write some unsightly garbage, what can he do?

Wang Zhi lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Slave, slave maid thinks that it is worthless." ”

The voice fell.

Zhou Huangteng stood up suddenly, slammed the words on the eucalyptus at Wang Zhi, and said angrily: "You still know that it is worthless!" I feel disgusted when I read this kind of garbage, and you still want me to print it in the newspaper? ”

"If I really do this, how should the people of the world think of me! Where are you going to put me? ”

"Damn it! Slaves and maids should be damned! ”

Wang Zhi didn't expect Emperor Zhou's reaction to be so fierce.

His face was terrified, he kept kowtowing, and his body trembled.

A moment later.

His forehead gradually swollen and oozed blood.

Even so, he still didn't stop, kowtowing and shouting that the slave should die.

Seeing this, Emperor Zhou was a little angry, sat back on the dragon chair, and said coldly: "I will give you another chance to urge scholars to write well, even if you can't get a script like "Nie Xiaoqian", you can't be so bad." ”

"Thank you! The slave must do her best to urge the scholar! ”

Wang Zhi knelt on the ground, with a sense of joy for the rest of his life, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

Seeing this, Emperor Zhou picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked leisurely:

"Can the mission to Qianguo be prepared?"

Wang Zhi didn't dare to be the slightest slack, and hurriedly replied: "If you return to the saint, you have already prepared, the envoy is Wei Xinglai, who is famous for his good arguments, and the guards are the elite carefully selected by the Tiger Ben Army, and they are accompanied by the Oiran of the Drunken Flower Pavilion and the Shikui of Yanbei Mansion......"

The words are not finished yet.

Emperor Zhou interrupted him.

"Don't talk nonsense, I only want to ask you, when the mission arrives in Qianguo, can it show the heavenly prestige of my Great Zhou?"

Wang Zhi did not hesitate at all, and said firmly: "Yes!" ”

"Can you frustrate the spirit of the emperor and the prime minister of the Qianguo?"

"Yes!"

Emperor Zhou received a satisfactory answer, looked at Wang Zhi with blood on his forehead, and said coldly: "I hope you remember today's answer, if you go to Qianguo this time, if there is any mistake again, I want your head." ”

Although Wang Zhi is Emperor Zhou's confidant.

However, one after another, they have hit a wall on the issue of cadres in the country.

Emperor Zhou had lost patience with him.

If the envoy fails to achieve satisfactory results this time, it will not be too much to cut off his head!

Wang Zhi's heart trembled, and he kowtowed: "The slave understands!" ”

Emperor Zhou put down the teacup and asked again: "How is the eldest princess lately, has she behaved abnormally?" ”

Wang Zhi shook his head and said, "No, as usual, concentrate on running the Drunken Flower Pavilion." ”

Emperor Zhou nodded, waved his hand and said, "Got it, go down." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Wang Zhi got up slowly, saluted, and turned to leave.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, he didn't stay for a moment, and immediately returned to the Dongchang Yamen and found Chang Chengren, who was in charge of the execution.

"You dog, are you greedy for Your Majesty's bounty!"

Chang Chengren saw that Wang Zhi's forehead was oozing blood, and he looked miserable, and instantly understood what was going on.

He said with an innocent face: "The factory father has repeatedly told me, how dare my subordinates." ”

Seeing his innocent appearance, Wang Zhi was angry, and went up with a kick, and scolded: "At this time, you are still playing tricks with our family!" We tell you that if our family loses its head because of this incident, you don't want to live! ”

Having said that, it has come to an end.

Chang Chengren finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and hesitated: "Factory father, it's just a small script, so it shouldn't be like losing your head." ”

When Wang Zhi heard this, his chest became even more angry, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "How much silver have you embezzled!" ”

Chang Chengren's mouth moved, and he replied: "No, it's not much, it's only seven hundred taels ......."

"Seven hundred taels?!"

Wang Zhi almost didn't mention it in one breath, and gritted his teeth.

"The reward is only 1,000 taels in total, and you are greedy for seventy percent of the ink in one breath, and you still don't think it's much?!"

Chang Chengren said aggrievedly: "It's not that my subordinates didn't expect that the consequences would be so serious." ”

When Wang Zhi heard this, his eyes widened, staring at Chang Chengren, eager to cut him with a knife.

"You're looking for death!"

Chang Chengren lowered his head and said nothing.

The expression was unimpressed.

He is a hereditary thousand households, because his father died early, and he entered the East Factory at the age of seventeen.

He is now forty-one years old.

After all, he has been in the East Factory for twenty-four years, which is longer than the days when Wang Zhi entered the master of ceremonies.

If you stay in one place for a long time, no matter how stupid you are, you can master many hidden secrets.

That's why.

Even if Wang Zhi wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, he didn't dare to do anything to him.

He glared at Chang Chengren and said angrily:

"Take the seven hundred taels of silver you are greedy for, and go to the edict with our family!"

"There will be brave men under the heavy reward, our family still doesn't believe it, the silver is in place, what kind of words can't be written!"

............

Dongchang Imperial Prison.

The scholar surnamed Sun put down the pen and looked at the book he had just written, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was good, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

After admiring it for a while.

He suddenly felt that it was better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone.

Such a good script, how can you appreciate it alone.

So, I gave it to Wu Yi on the side.

"Brother Wu, how do you see what I wrote in this book?"

Wu Yi stretched out his hand to take the script, browsed it from top to bottom, and commented: "The idea is not good, the idea is too poor, the writing is procrastinated, there are no bright spots, it can only be said to be mediocre." ”

When the scholar surnamed Sun heard this, he instantly fell into self-doubt.

He looked at the notebook he had written, a little lost in his soul, and muttered to himself:

"Is it that bad?"

Seeing this, Wu Yi opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him.

Before he could speak, he heard footsteps outside the door.

Followed by.

Then I saw several servants walking in with food.

"It's time to eat!"

The servants put the food in a porcelain bowl and distributed it to the scholars.

The scholars stretched out their hands to take the porcelain bowl, and when they saw the contents of it, their eyes lit up.

"There's meat!"

"Since I wrote my script, I haven't smelled meat for more than a year, and I didn't expect to be able to eat ...... today."

When a scholar said this, tears fell uncontrollably, and it took a while to control his emotions and sigh:

"If I could, I would really like to stay in prison for the rest of my life."

The scholar next to him said while eating:

"There is food, shelter and endless pen, ink, paper and inkstone, this all depends on Zhao Baihu, if there is a chance, I must repay him well!"

"Woo woo, Zhao Baihu is really a good person......"

The poor scholars who wrote the books were eating, and when they thought of the previous poor situation, they couldn't help but shed tears.

The gate of the Imperial Prison.

Zhao Baihu stood in place, listening to the voice coming from inside, and sighed leisurely.

Although long before he arrested these scholars, he knew that if he let these scholars write books obediently, he would not need any reward, and he would just be gluttonous.

However, at this moment, I heard the words of gratitude from the scholars.

A little guilt still rose in his heart.

I don't know how to deal with them.

"Hey......"

hesitated for a while, and finally did not enter the edict.

Just about to turn away.

Suddenly, I saw two familiar figures approaching not far away.

"Why are they here?"

Zhao Baihu was slightly stunned, and an uneasiness instantly rose in his heart, hesitated, and greeted him.

"Humble Zhao Fu has seen the factory father! I've seen a thousand households! ”

Wang Zhi glanced at him and said, "Our family has something to tell the scholars, and you lead the way in front." ”

When Zhao Baihu heard this, he chuckled in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, and responded: "Yes!" ”

Zhao Baihu walked in front.

Wang Zhi and Chang Chengren followed.

As soon as the three of them entered the prison, they saw hundreds of tables in front of them.

Behind the table, hundreds of poor scholars in ragged clothes wept while eating.

Several scholars didn't know what tragic experience they remembered, looked at the food in their hands, and cried.

The cry was tragic and infectious, which made people unable to help but be moved when they heard it, and a wave of sympathy rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing this, the corners of Wang Zhi's mouth twitched.

looked at Chang Chengren on the side, and said angrily:

"No wonder the words written by these scholars are like!"

"Crying like this, what kind of mind can you have to write a book!"

"You tell our family, what do you think, why do you abuse them?"

Chang Chengren looked dazed and defended: "The subordinates didn't do anything to them!" ”

Wang Zhi said angrily: "Then why are they crying like this?" Don't tell our family, it's moved to cry! ”

Chang Chengren raised his eyes to look at the scholar who was crying, feeling very aggrieved.

Although he was greedy for seven hundred taels of silver, he also left three hundred taels for the scholar.

And also food and shelter, provide pen, ink, paper and inkstone, it stands to reason that you shouldn't cry so miserably.

"It must be Zhao Fu, a dog thing, who is used to being powerful and good on weekdays, bullying these scholars all day long!"

Thinking of this, Chang Chengren glared at Zhao Baihu and scolded angrily: "You crazy dog, what have you done to these scholars!" ”

“？”

Zhao Baihu was stunned, and his eyes showed a blank look.

"You dog, you dare not admit it! This official must kill you today! ”

Chang Chengren said, picked up the wooden barrel containing rice on the ground, and was about to smash it at Zhao Baihu.

Right now.

The scholars, who were still crying, all stood up.

"Stop!"

"You are not allowed to bully Zhao Baihu!"

"Zhao Baihu is our benefactor, if you want to beat him, hit me first!"

The scholars were indignant and pointed at Chang Chengren.

"You ......"

Zhao Baihu looked at the scholar who was defending himself in front of him, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he seemed to have something in his throat, and he was choked up and couldn't speak.