Fan Bailu kept pondering.

This matter is indeed very difficult. Zhao Xu must be picked out; Zhang Dun must stop and give up the liquidation of Sima Guang; he must stop his "old party" from being entangled; he must also block the mouths of everyone in the court and the public.

Fan Bailu's heart was as bright as lightning, and his eyes were always staring at Zhao Xu.

This young official was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle face and a smile on his lips, as if the noble man from some family was out of the city to play, standing at the bridge to watch the scenery.

Who would have thought that with a gentle expression, it would be the determination to overturn the Song Dynasty court.

Fan Bailu Yu Guang clearly saw Xie Lin's trembling, frowned, raised his hand to Zhao Xu, and said, "Officials, the person who tied the bell must be untied. This matter was judged by Dali Temple, and Dali Temple will come to the end. The Political Affairs Hall will do some more things to suppress the matter."

Fan Bailu’s meaning is to reduce the severity of this matter and push it to Dali Temple, and then put pressure on the government and the people’s voices. Even if they can’t be suppressed, they will eventually punish Dali Temple.

Zhao Xu glanced at him and said, "It's not enough. Although killing is not the best way to solve problems, sometimes it is really fast and effective."

Xie Lin's body shook violently, turned to look at Fan Bailu, and felt extremely frightened.

The official family already understood the words. They had no choice but to use their heads to block the world's long mouth!

Fan Bailu had a calm face. He knew very well in his heart that the official in front of him did what he said. His identity was worthless in the eyes of this official. Lu Dafang and Fan Chunren could be imprisoned, not a single head was missing!

Suddenly, Fan Bailu's heart moved slightly, then took a deep breath, his face changed for a while, and he raised his hand with a depressed expression and said, "I understand."

Zhao Xu was stunned, turned to look at him, and smiled and said, "What does the Fan Qing family understand?"

Fan Bailu looked depressed and his tone was a little sad, and said, "The 'Dengzhou Ayun Case' was a confusion of ministers and others. He violated the law and violated the will of the late emperor. He begged Your Majesty to punish him."

Zhao Xu smiled. Fan Bailu was smart, but said, "It's still not enough."

Fan Bailu frowned. He didn't dare to guess what Zhao Xu was going to do, and said, "I'd like to ask your Majesty for advice."

Zhao Xu turned around and looked down at him condescendingly, saying, "First, you have to examine this case, analyze all aspects, and accurately locate it. Second, you have to reflect on why this case evolved like this, where is the root cause, how to remedy it, and prevent such things from happening again. Third, where is the fault of the court officials and why it happened, "ancestor system", "ethics", "morality", and "charity" have disappeared... What you have to do is not just apologize. As the current minister... you must have a high level."

Xie Lin listened, his head lowered and his face turned as white as paper.

Such a way of apologizing is better than killing Fan Bailu.

Fan Bailuru was hit hard, his body shook, his eyes were stunned first and then shocked, his face was straight, and he looked painful.

Fan Bailu could hear it clearly, clearly.

After so many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, he has a high position enough that he already knows it very well from Zhao Xu's words.

What Zhao Xu had to do was not only to settle this case, but also to take the opportunity to purify the court atmosphere and reverse the chaos of the court and endless party struggles that came to Renzong!

If there is such a memoir, something unpredictable will definitely happen!

The official family is obviously brewing something!

After Zhao Xu said this, his mood suddenly improved a lot. No matter what Fan Bailu thought, he turned around and continued to move forward.

When Chen Pi saw it, she glanced at Fan Bailu quietly and followed Zhao Xu.

The plainclothes guards of the brigade passed by Fan Bailu and Xie Lin.

Xie Lin was sweating coldly on his head, without any gratitude for surviving the disaster. When he could not hear the footsteps, he stood up and stood beside Fan Bailu, looking at the disappearing backs of Zhao Xu and a large group of people, wiped the cold sweat on his face, turned to Fan Bailu, whose expression was still changing, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Mr. Fan, you can't just think about yourself in everything. Do your family have to think more? Besides, what the government wants to do is not yours."

Fan Bailu had a blue face, and Yu Guang looked at Xie Lin coldly.

Xie Lin and Fan Bailu are now grasshoppers on the same rope, but they are not afraid of him. After thinking about it, they still said, "Mr. Fan, if you don't write, I will write it. Even if you are questioned, it will be like a person's head falling to the ground."

Fan Bailu was in a state of turmoil and had no idea for a moment. Seeing Xie Lin forced him, his anger rose and he snorted coldly: "Do you know, when this memorial is written, how many people will hate you to death, and how much impact will it have on the court?"

Xie Lin looked at the end of Zhao Xu's disappearance again and said, "Mr. Fan, don't care about anything else now. The last chance for the official family to come forward in person. You don't want to be the first husband to be killed by a stick, and I don't want to be the first military governor to be killed by a stick. That, I'll go back and write it."

After Xie Lin finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry, with his tall and big back, and there was no sign of the heroic spirit on the book.

Fan Bailu ignored him and took a deep breath, frowned deeply on his depressed face.

Although Xie Lin said a lot of bastards, one thing he said was right, that is, what the government has to do is indeed not necessarily his.

If he doesn’t write about Fan Bailu, many people will do it!

Fan Bailu stood for a long time, and finally walked back slowly with his back hunched over.

Zhao Xu was wandering around Kaifeng City, and before he knew it, he came to Dali Temple.

Like other yamen in the Song Dynasty, Dali Temple is quite 'small and exquisite', and is far from as tall and majestic as imagined.

Chen Pi stood beside Zhao Xu, looked at the Dali Temple yamen not far away, and whispered: "Official family, do you want to tell me to see Cao Temple?"

Zhao Xu sniffed the folding in his hand a few times, then shook his head and said, "No."

After saying that, Zhao Xu turned around and left.

Chenpi looked at Dali Temple again. He knew that the government would not be aimless, but he didn't say much.

Zhao Xu walked slowly in Kaifeng City, feeling his popularity gradually recovering, he felt happy, his boredom decreased, and he felt particularly comfortable.

Zhao Xu walked and watched. From time to time, he went into some shops to buy some things for Concubine Zhu, Meiren Meng, Zhao Si, Zhao You'e and others in the palace.

Zhao Xu came out of the family Rouge, holding the best Liuyun Rouge, with a smile on his face. As soon as he went out, his steps suddenly stopped, and then his expression was not kind.

Chen Pi looked at him carefully, looked at him carefully, and was shocked, and hurriedly said, "The official family, the villain doesn't know how His Eleventh Prince came out."

I saw Zhao Ji standing in front of the shop opposite, loudly arguing with the manager.

Zhao Xu thought about it, waved his hand to the person behind him, and quietly approached Chenpi.

I heard the shopkeeper say, "Brother Zhao, what you brought before is indeed authentic, but the picture of a flying bird in the Tang Dynasty in front of me is imitation."

"fart!"

Zhao Ji pointed to the shopkeeper's nose and said angrily: "Look carefully. The handwriting, the seal, and the direction of the lines are clearly real. I think you want to reduce the price! Do you think I am easy to bully? Do you believe it or not, I have someone seal your shop!"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "I know that Brother Zhao is not ordinary, so how dare you tell lies. This, what you said is right, but... this paper was only published by Ting Yunxuan a few years ago. There was no such paper in the Tang Dynasty."

Zhao Ji was already ready to yell at the shopkeeper's words, but he blinked, reached out to touch the paper, looked up at the shopkeeper and said, "Really?"

The shopkeeper nodded, but wanted to speak but stopped, but still stretched his head and whispered: "I also heard that these papers are tributes. Brother Zhao, don't be deceived."

Zhao Ji smashed his mouth, stretched out his hand and rubbed the bird picture into a ball, and said gritting his teeth: "Look at me, I won't kill that bastard, the shopkeeper, I will pay me a lifetime of money. I'll give you the painting next time."

This time, the shopkeeper did not hesitate at all, and immediately asked someone to go and ask for some money. He looked outside the door and whispered: "Brother Zhao, next time you have a good painting, you must think about me. My price will definitely satisfy you."

Zhao Ji nodded, waited for the guy to get the money, snatched it, and then turned around and ran away.

Zhao Xu stood outside the door, but Zhao Ji didn't see it at all. He went straight to the palace when he left the door.

Just as Zhao Xu was about to chase after him, he heard the voices of the shopkeeper and the clerk from inside.

"Shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that he will run away with the money?"

"I'm not afraid. I can't even guess the origin of Mr. Zhao. It's either rich or noble, and a slap of money is nothing."

"Oh, why do I think he is like a liar? He just came to deceive the shopkeeper on purpose."

"Not the first time. There were four times in total, and only this time I exposed him."

"Why? A painting has more than ten hangs and dozens of hangs, which is a loss!"

"Haha, you don't understand, wait and see. One day, this little brother can make me earn ten or a hundred times."

...

Zhao Xu listened outside the door, and his eyebrows kept jumping. When he saw that little bastard Zhao Ji was almost running away, he hurriedly chased after him.

This little bastard wants to make fake paintings and deceive people, but he didn't expect that he would have decided to take it by himself!

Zhao Ji ran for a distance, hid in a corner, spread out the unsatisfactory bird pictures, stared at the paper, and suddenly said to himself: "It turns out that it's a problem with paper, how can I make paper?"

Under the guidance of the imperial guards, Zhao Xu had already touched him. Seeing him huddled in the corner, he narrowed his eyes, waved his hands at Chenpi and others, and walked over.

Tangerine Pi knew it and scattered the guards on both sides, not allowing them to see.

"ah……"

Not long after, Zhao Ji's screams sounded in the corner of the wall, and it was even more miserable than before.

Tangerine peel was facing her back, expressionless.

The group of guards were all Zhao Xu's close friends, and they seemed to be familiar with each other. They looked up at the sky, as if they didn't hear anything.

After a while, Zhao Xu walked out with a refreshing look. The only little boredom left was now showing a clean and comfortable smile on his face.

Zhao Ji was covered in dust, limping, bulging his little face, and was aggrieved but didn't dare to say anything.

Zhao Xu was completely happy and bought some pastries at a stall. While eating, he asked, "Are you so short of money? You even learned to make fake paintings and sell them."

Zhao Ji rubbed his butt and said with a humming voice: "Everything of pen, ink, paper and inkstone costs money, and there are so many things, my salary is not enough."

Zhao Ji's salary is more than the first rank, and he has obtained a lot from Zhao Xu from time to time, which is more than enough.

The reason why it is not enough is that he is too picky and uses the best, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, pen, ink, paper and ink, everything is the most exquisite!

Zhao Xu was too lazy to pay attention to him and said, "It's not peaceful outside recently. Stay honestly in the palace. If you dare to run out, I will tie you to the pillar with a rope."

Zhao Ji was immediately dissatisfied and said, "Why can the Thirteenth brother go to Hebei to play? I can't, I want to go out too!"
Chapter completed!