Chapter 139: The Storm Rises Again

It turned out that since Zhang Shaofei left Tianlu Mountain, Fan Wenju, the magistrate of Xinzhou County, sent a messenger to Wangjia Village three or four times to inquire about Zhang Shaofei, but he was all prevaricated by Village Chief Wang. But just two days ago, Fan Wenju sent a messenger to come again, and restricted Zhang Shaofei to go to the Xinzhou County Ya today. Village Chief Wang said worriedly: "Ah Fei, fortunately you are back, you say, what should I do now?" ”

Zhang Shaofei said calmly: "In this case, I will go now." ”

Village Chief Wang trembled and said, "I...... I inquired, this is the meaning of the imperial court, if I don't see you, I will be arrested...... Arrest you. ”

"I'm not afraid in the imperial court, now in the new state of Emperor Shangao, what can he do to me?!" Zhang Shaofei patted his chest, "Village Chief Wang, you can rest assured." ”

"Ah Fei, I'll go with you, I'll bring more money to fight them." Village Chief Wang wanted to use the strategy of destroying wealth and eliminating disasters to ensure that Zhang Shaofei came back safely, after all, Zhang Shaofei was the benefactor who healed his precious son, and it was nothing to break some wealth.

"Village Chief Wang, you really don't need to be like this, you can rest assured, I have survived so many difficulties, it will be fine, don't worry." As soon as Zhang Shaofei's voice landed, he turned around and strode down the mountain.

As soon as Fan Wenju saw Zhang Shaofei, he said to the two court messengers with relief: "Lord Cha, everyone said that this black veil on his head is the guarantee, this Zhang Shaofei, he has been serving in Tianlu Mountain, so there is a reason to return to his hometown." Now believe it. ”

There was a living Zhang Shaofei, right in front of him, and the two court messengers spread their hands and went home.

Fan Wenju saw that the big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground, shook his head, and sighed "sigh", "This matter is finally over." But another annoyance was bothering him.

"Why do you sigh?" Zhang Shaofei saw that Fan Wenju frowned, and asked.

Fan Wenju asked, sighed at Zhang Shaofei, and said: "My mother will have a sixty-first birthday the day after tomorrow, and she will go back to her hometown to celebrate her mother's birthday." But there is one thing that puts the official in a dilemma. ”

Zhang Shaofei hurriedly asked: "Master, what is it that makes adults in a dilemma?" ”

Fan Wenju looked at Zhang Shaofei and sighed: "You also know that there is a popular folk rumor that 'three years to be called the prefect, 100,000 snowflakes of silver'. But I Fan Wenju, who has been in the new prefect for 10 years, has always been known for being honest and clean. When others become prefects, they bring a lot of gold and silver with them when they return to their hometowns, and if I go back empty-handed this time, won't I be ridiculed?"

After listening to Fan Wenju's straightforward voice, Zhang Shaofei also wanted to share the disturbance for him after explaining the reason.

I saw him frowning, thinking about it, and said loudly: "My lord, there is!" ”

"What's there?" Fan Wenju was bowing his head in contemplation, and was suddenly startled by Zhang Shaofei's loud shout.

"Please calm your anger, forgive the little people for frightening the eldest lord on a whim." Zhang Shaofei saw that Fan Wenju had a look of displeasure on his face, and he was busy admitting his mistake and stepping forward to comfort him.

Fan Wenju stepped forward: "What good plan have you come up with?" Speak up and listen! ”

Zhang Shaofei saw the county lord smiling, so he boldly stepped forward, formed a horn shape with his hands, and pressed his ears against Fan Wenju's ears, saying his thoughts like this.

When Fan Wenju heard this, he said, "Good plan! Tell Village Chief Wang to go back first, and ask Zhang Shaofei to do it according to the plan. ”

Zhang Shaofei clasped his hands into fists and said to Fan Wen: "Thank you for your trust, I will handle it immediately." ”

"Good! Go for it. Fan Wenju looked at Zhang Shaofei's back and laughed secretly; It's a shame that you want to get it, and it's worthy of having done a history of assassination.

Early the next morning, Fan Wenju set out to return to his hometown, and he sent orders to them to carry the three boxes of things prepared by Zhang Shaofei onto the carriage and bring them back to his hometown.

One of the attendants tried to carry the box with his hands, but found that the box was very heavy and locked with a large lock, and did not move after a few strokes, so he called another attendant to come and help carry it into the carriage.

It just so happened that a minister happened to pass by, and when he saw that Fan Zhixian's boxes were very heavy, he thought: His things are either wealth or treasure, that is, Pegasus rushed to his hometown Du Yushi to play.

Du Yushi believed that it was true, and immediately sent the messenger to take a shortcut to block the road and check.

When the officer opened the box, everyone was stunned.

The box was full of stones.

In this way, the news that Fan Zhixian brought a cart of stones home to make his mother's birthday flew away.

When the emperor heard about this, he was deeply moved.