Regarding He Haolin's question, Zhao Zhi did not give a clear answer until the end. In this regard, Li Xun felt that he had tried his best. Whether he could help He Haolin depended on his luck.

"Dog, come and sit at my place?"

After leaving Li Yi's residence, Zhao Xun invited Li Xun to sit with him. Zhao Xun had a separate residence in the palace, and there was also a Qi Prince's Mansion outside the palace.

Li Xun thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I have to go visit a friend."

Zhao Xun nodded, and before leaving, he whispered: "Gou'er, you did the right thing today. My cousin is impressed by you."

Li Xun smiled and walked out of the palace with Li Mancang.

"You must be too brave today. You dare to say such things in front of the emperor."

Li Mancang complained about his son.

Li Xun smiled bitterly and said: "Old man, I am saving people. Is there anything wrong?"

Li Mancang scolded: "You are a commoner, whether He Haolin is dead or alive is none of your business!"

Li Xun shook his head and remained silent. He didn't want to argue with his father. His father was a wealthy man. This was his character and the result of the bad environment he had lived in. There was nothing wrong with this, but he just listened to what Li Yi said.

, Li Xun suddenly had some understanding. His current wealth and stable life were all obtained by Li Yi. If Zhao Xun failed in the fight for the crown prince, and the new emperor ascended the throne in the future, Li Yi and Zhao Xun would be the same.

What fate?

Li Xun couldn't help but think of those palace dramas he had seen on TV. The first thing any new emperor does when he ascends the throne is to eliminate dissidents and stabilize the throne. The first person to bear the brunt is his brother. The bloody and tragic scenes are

How cruel and ruthless, if Li Yi and Zhao Xun failed, how could he still live such a wealthy and stable life?

After leaving the imperial city, Li Xun said to Li Mancang: "Father, you go back first. I'll go to Fan Zhongyun's house to have a look. He hasn't been to our house for a long time. Something must have happened."

Li Mancang nodded: "Fan Zhongyun has been working in our family for four years. Although he is a bit lazy, he is a good person. You can go and see him. If he has any difficulties, you can give him some money."

"Father, don't worry, I have made my own decision."

Li Xun responded and left with Dahei and Erhei.

Fan Zhongyun, Zuo Tongshi of the East Palace, was a seventh-rank official. Now the position of the prince is vacant, and all the officials in the East Palace are idle.

Five years ago, after getting to know Li Yi, Li Yi gave Li Mancang a mansion and a large amount of land, and selected ten officials from the East Palace with excellent qualities and poor backgrounds to interact with Li Mancang and supervise and teach them.

It's a pity that in less than a month, these people, although they came from poor families, felt that it was humiliating to be with a person like Li Mancang, so they all found excuses to leave. Only Fan Zhongyun stayed, and his relationship with Li Xun was not good.

Very good.

Fan Zhongyun knew that Li Xun didn't like reading, but he loved reading history, so he often explained ancient and modern history to Li Xun, and deeply analyzed the famous events that had happened in the past dynasties. He also had a very thorough understanding of the world's situation, often before others.

First of all, he hit the nail on the head, so Li Xun admired him very much. He felt that although this person was a low-ranking official, had no power, and was not well-known, he was a truly talented person.

Fan Zhongyun's home is even worse than He Haolin's, but it does have a fairly large yard. Some vegetables are grown in the yard, and there are more than a dozen chickens, ducks and poultry. It has two shabby rooms, a study room, and a living room.

A simple small house was built next to the bedroom, which was used for cooking. Even such a dilapidated place did not belong to Fan Zhongyun, but was rented by someone else.

Although Fan Zhongyun was not of high official rank and had no real power in his idle position, his monthly salary was only five taels of silver, so his life was not so miserable. The reason for this was that his wife Niu was seriously ill and had been bedridden for many years.

The monthly cost of decoction and medicine was as high as ten taels of silver. Fan Zhongyun simply could not make ends meet and was overwhelmed. However, he never gave up treating his wife and persisted. This kind of friendship alone made Li Xun admire him very much.

Li Xun glanced at the messy yard, pushed open the kitchen, looked at the rice vat that had bottomed out, shook his head and sighed, took out twenty taels of silver, and asked Dahei to go to the street to buy supplements and daily necessities, and Erhei.

Clean and maintain the yard.

Li Xun walked towards the living room and bedroom. The door was not closed. There were coughs coming from inside. Before he entered the room, Li Xun could already smell a strong smell of medicine.

A thin man in white clothes is sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl in his hand. The bowl is dark and the smell of medicine is wafting out of it. Lying on the bed is a woman of about thirty years old, with a sallow face and a thin and dry body.

, his face is sickly, but his facial features are standard and fine, and he has a good appearance.

"Master Li, you are here."

The man in white was Fan Zhongyun, and the woman lying on the bed with a sickly look was Fan Zhongyun's wife Niu. When Niu saw Li Xun walking into the house, she showed a smile on her face and said in a low voice.

Fan Zhongyun looked back at Li Xun and said, "You can find a place to sit by yourself. I'll give you the medicine and come back to greet you."

Niu said in a low voice: "Husband, you must never be rude to others. You put the bowl on the bed, and I can do it myself."

Li Xun walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, it's not the first time I've come to your place. Why should I be so polite? If you don't let Brother Fan feed you, then I'll do it for you."

Mr. Niu smiled bitterly, and Fan Zhongyun put the spoon to his wife's mouth and whispered: "Li Xun won't care about these details. Take the medicine quickly."

After taking the medicine, Mr. Niu fell asleep quickly. The disease that Mr. Niu suffered from was actually very simple. He couldn't eat, so his body became weaker and weaker. If he took it forcibly, he would suffer from unbearable stomach pain and even

Vomiting blood, Fan Zhongyun searched all the famous doctors in Fengjing, but they were all helpless. Even among the imperial doctors with excellent medical skills in the palace, a few of them were invited by Fan Zhongyun to come here for treatment, but the final result was still ineffective.

There are medicines that can cure him, and he can live one day at a time, but Fan Zhongyun has never given up, and this has been the case for ten years.

Fan Zhongyun asked Li Xun to sit down in the study room. After searching for a long time, he could not find any tea. In the end, he could only pour a cup of boiled water to Li Xun and said with a wry smile: "All the money at home was used to buy medicine, so the tea can only wait until next time."

During the imperial court, some people came out of the palace smoothly."

Li Xun sighed. He knew a little about Fan Zhongyun's past. This man was the number one scholar in Guangyuan for three years. He was once high-spirited and had a bright future, but now he is in such a state of decline that it is really disappointing.

Without saying anything, Li Xun took out five banknotes from his arms, each with a denomination of one hundred taels, and placed them on the table.

Fan Zhongyun glanced at the banknote and shook his head: "I already owe you too much, I can't take the money."

Li Xun chuckled and said, "How much money do you owe me?"

Fan Zhongyun said silently: "One thousand, two hundred and fifty taels and three hundred and eighty-seven yuan."

Li Xun was stunned: "You remember it more clearly than I do. I have long forgotten the rest."

Fan Zhongyun said softly: "If it weren't for Zhuojing, I, Fan Zhongyun, would never owe anyone a favor."

Li Xun smiled: "When you pay off the money you owe me, why are you talking such big words? You should accept the money quickly."

Fan Zhongyun smiled bitterly and said: "You gave it to me and I can't afford it, so why bother!"

Li Xun shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly: "You can't afford it anyway. It doesn't matter to me if I lend you more. It's just a number."

Fan Zhongyun still shook his head.

Li Xun frowned and said in a cold voice: "Fan Zhongyun, don't let me look down on you. Can face save your wife? You owe hundreds of taels of silver outside. Why doesn't anyone come to you to collect the debt? That's because I have helped you."

You have paid it off, and I, Li Xun, treat you as a friend, so I treat you wholeheartedly. If you don’t want the money, you don’t recognize me, Li Xun, as a friend. From now on, you and I will never have any contact with each other."

Fan Zhongyun was extremely moved, silently put away the banknote, looked at Li Xun, and asked: "Why did you come to my place today?"
Chapter completed!