[The chase is very strong behind, continue to ask for monthly tickets.]

Han Jinqing was famous in court in his reputation, and even reached an indispensable point, but Han Gang had never dealt with him. His family's children were not yet at the age of causing trouble, and finally fell into the hands of Dali Temple.

"What's wrong with Han Boxiu?" Han Gang asked Zhang Dun.

From the Dali Kingdom to Dali Temple, but there are so many officials in Dali Temple, as for only one Han Jinqing? Cui Taifu, the chief minister who judged Dali Temple, is still in office.

Although Cui Taifu was not as good as Han Jinqing in Dali Temple and had been in the Criminal Court for a long time, he was from the Ming Dynasty and started in the third year of Xining, he served as an official in two yamen in the judicial department. He can also be said to be a legal expert, but according to rumors, he is slightly inferior in ability.

But the Han Shaoqing has always been unable to get along with Wang Anshi. The Fighting Que Counter opposed Wang Anshi's view. The Ayun case stood on Sima Guang's side, while the Dali Temple Minister Cui Taifu was always a supporter of the new party. In the early years of Xining, Wang Anshi and Sima Guang fought against the Ayun case, and Cui Taifu supported Wang Anshi. This is why Cui Taifu was able to go directly to Beijing from the position of Hebei Supervisor to learn about the Dali Temple affairs and always suppress Han Jinqing in the Dali Temple and the Trial Court.

"The prison in Dali Temple has been gone recently. Do you know what Cui Pingfu said?" Zhang Dun said in a sarcastic tone.

Han Gang understood why Zhang Dun had such a tone.

"I heard a little bit." He nodded and said, "But this is just luck. Just like the clear water of the Yellow River, the occasional natural changes have nothing to do with people."

When the weather is hot, the number of prisoners in Dali Temple will be much smaller. It is not the Censor's Prison. It is a blessing to officials and the prison. With the sanitary conditions of the Dali Temple Prison, it is normal for half of the prisoners to die in the summer. In order to prevent a large number of prisoners from dying in the prison and being targeted by the Censor, before summer, Dali Temple will try its best to deal with the accumulated cases and send out the prisoners. This time, the Dali Temple is empty, which is just a coincidence after the routine. Although Cui Taifu, Han Boxiu and other Dali Temple officials have made contributions, they cannot bear the solemn memorial report.

"Can the Yellow River water clear?!" Zhang Dun asked.

"Didn't there be any reports in the past few years?"

"I've heard of it many times, but I've never seen it before."

"When the Yellow River goes upstream, the water will be clear before entering Longyou. The silt and sand of the Yellow River are washed down from the Loess Plateau in Shaanxi. When will Shaanxi be drought for a year or two, the water of the Yellow River will be much cleaner."

Zhang Dun shook his head, "Who will care whether the Yellow River is clear or turbid during a famine?"

"So, these prophecies, auspiciousness, etc. should be thrown aside and deceived themselves. What's the use?" Han Gang complained a few times, and found that the topic was off-topic, and said: "The prison can prove the Qingming of the Criminal Court. According to the rules, it seems that it should be reduced and investigated. How did the Zhongshu disciple decide?"

"The government affairs hall has decided to reduce the Zhengqing's reduction of two years of moxiong and Shaoqing's reduction of one year. However, the Supreme Queen said that the official family has become the throne, and Dali Prison has to be given a first-class reward. Cui Pingfu has promoted the first-level rank, and Han Boxiu has reduced the Moxiong for two years."

Han Gang held the wine glass and turned around twice in his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "...two years?"

Seeing Han Gang, he immediately reacted, and Zhang Dun nodded sneered, "It's a lot to reduce the number of years of training, but it's far from following the official level. He is not worried about being weak but not equal. He and Cui Pingfu have been fighting openly and secretly for more than ten years, and now they are almost retired. It's already a long way to go. Suddenly, they are so different. How can they be willing to do it?"

When he arrived at Hangang, Zhang Dun's level, he didn't have to care whether he or she was mock or not. After entering the two palaces, he could directly be promoted to the fourth rank of the censor, but he would only have a little more money to get through. The title was just a nice one. The chief minister of Dali Temple, Cui Taifu, was also the right rank of the censor, but he had never been to the two palaces and could not be promoted again without the special order. This time it happened to be a special order. However, the Shaoqing Han Jinqing, who has a qualification and ability, is not inferior to Cui Taifu, but he is still the first level of the seventh rank of the official, and the official position is the seventh rank of the official.

"What's wrong with him?" Han Gang asked.

"Nothing," Zhang Dun said in a very plain manner, "but someone saw his servants communicate with the Censorate."

"...Cui Pingfu said?!" Han Gang was stunned for a moment before asking in surprise.

If Cui Taifu really made a news report, it can be seen that the relationship between Cui and Han was in danger, and he would send someone to watch each other's every move. But if Cui Taifu really did it, he would be completely confused and trap himself in. Anyone who would like to use an official who dared to send someone to follow the court ministers, the Imperial City Department would have already made the court officials disgusted. If any court officials dared to make mistakes on this principle, his fate would never be good.

"No, it was what Jian Fengweng and Cai Chizheng said. It was his servant who met an acquaintance, the servant of Han Jinqing's family, who discovered what Han Jinqing was doing."

"This is really messy." Han Gang laughed twice.

Jian Feiweng is Jian Zhoufu. He is now the deputy envoy of the Du Branch in the Sansi and one of Lu Jiawen's three deputys. He was obviously from the Sansi Yamen, but he intervened in the Dali Temple. Especially when Lu Jiawen suffered a great loss and his reputation among the Sansi plummeted, he could not have no other intentions when he showed good things to Cai Que.

However, Jian Zhoufu had worked as a Shaoqing in Dali Temple and also served as an official in the Censorate. If he was not a Jinshi, he could not be admitted to the Censorate. This is where Cui Taifu and Han Jinqing were not as good as him. His family's servants recognized Han Jinqing's family's servants and the Censor Taichung's people, which was more or less reasonable. Moreover, he had no interest in both sides of Dali Temple, so there was no need to worry that anyone would doubt whether he had sent someone to monitor Han Jinqing, or even Cui Taifu.

“It’s really messy.”

"This is a knife that comes to the door." Han Gang laughed, "No wonder the Cai Xianggong is so sure. It turns out that this matter is in his hands."

In any major cases involving many people in the court, they basically start to weave crimes from insignificant little things, and then tear open the lid from the gap little by little, and finally capture it in one net.

Not to mention that the Censorate colluded with the Dali Temple Minister, the worst result was that Cui Taifu also dragged down and died with Han Jinqing.

After drinking a drink with Zhang Dun, Han Gang asked casually again: "Are you planning to protect Cui Taifu?"

Zhang Dun tutted his mouth and sighed: "...it really depends on the situation."

At Dali Temple, Cui Taifu, the minister of Dali Temple, Cai Que and Zhang Dun, definitely wanted to protect him. There was no new party supporter who was comparable to his qualifications and status in the criminal name system. If you want to transfer people in, you are not qualified and qualified, but there are not many who are willing to accept it.

What civil officials who are born in Jinshi are most afraid of is that they have many cases and cannot be idle. Their favorite is the position of Qingyao. When they leave Dianzhou and counties, they will not be able to do it for a long time and will be transferred to the office if they are transferred to the office if they are transferred to the Dali Temple and the Criminal Court where criminal cases are gathered all over the world, they will not be willing to serve for a long time. They just want to use it as a springboard on the road to officialdom.

But Han Jinqing and the Censorate secretly contacted him and must have the handle of Cui Taifu. If he really investigated thoroughly, Cui Taifu would be involved, and both sides would be ruined by then. It was just a matter of the severity of the crime.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Dun poured wine for himself and Han Gang with a silver pot, and looked at Han Gang's face for a few more times, "Yu Kun doesn't seem to be interested in this matter?"

"How can I see it?" Han Gang asked.

"You can know if you can ask this." Zhang Dun shook his head and said, "If you really want to be interested, at least you will ask who is in private communication with Han Jinqing in Taichung."

"Who?" Han Gang asked after drinking half a glass of wine.

"King Cai didn't say it in detail, so he didn't ask. Just look at it."

By the way Zhang Dun's tone, he knew that he was not interested in getting involved. No matter what method Cai Que used to clean up and down the Censorate, the empty space would be indispensable for him, Zhang Zihou's cake.

Han Gang is even more unrelated to him. Anyway, don’t recommend Zhang Shangying to come up.

………………………………………

Han Gang finished his first update at Zhang Dun's house before saying goodbye.

He is not the prime minister now and does not have much scruples. Visiting people from both palaces can make him more open and upright.

Although the beginning of autumn is over, it still feels like summer.

The night wind was still hot, it was a little cooler a few days ago, but it became hot again in the past two days.

I drank two more glasses of water and wine at the Zhang family. Although the condition was not high, when the hot wind blew, I felt a little drunk.

There was a flag in front of me and the pedestrians, cars and horses on the street were avoided by the roadside. The originally lively street was first filled with chaos, and then it calmed down.

Han Gang felt a little uncomfortable, and looked back at the cool umbrella still hanging behind his back, and said unhappily: "It's too annoying, it doesn't rain. What umbrella should be put away?"

Their personal followers dared not disobey, so they hurriedly put away the cool umbrella, and the flag plaque in front of them was no longer so ostentatious.

Without the noisy shouts in front, Han Gang felt much better.

It's still hot. Looking up at the sky, the stars are covered with them, and tomorrow will not look cloudy, and it won't rain.

Fortunately, there are many wheat seeds in Jingjin, so they have been harvested long ago. If they were to plant rice, I wonder how many families would cry.

This year, all walks of life are not as good as those in previous years. In addition to man-made disasters caused by wars, natural disasters have also come. The drought in Shaanxi is relatively serious, with floods reported by Jiangnan East Road and Jinghu South Road. Yongzhou last month for more than ten consecutive days of rain, and the local area suffered a lot of losses.

However, in the territory of the Song Dynasty, there were inevitable disasters in several places in each year. The previous three years of disasters were not unhappy, but in fact, it was only a level of stability at the road level, and there were still disasters in the prefectures and counties below.

Thinking of this, Han Gang couldn't help but sigh. Without the successive battles with the Liao Kingdom and the handover of the throne, the disaster this year would be nothing. But now the court has no money and the inner treasury has no money, so the relief can only be supported by local treasury.

I don’t know how many officials in the prefectures and counties will care about medical care. After a major disaster, there will be a major epidemic, and disaster relief is not just about letting the victims eat enough.

The Imperial Medical Bureau and the Health and Health Department have long been handed over to others, but the procedures in it are still implemented in accordance with the principles formulated by Hangang in the past. However, those research work, without Hangang to guide the direction, all of them have come to a standstill.

Letting them explore on their own will be beneficial to future development, but if you put it now, wasting time is a trivial matter, and you are afraid of exhausting the patience of the court.

Han Gang hesitated in his heart whether he should promote the establishment of a society and spend a portion of his money every year to support basic research in all directions?
Chapter completed!