Wang Jin suddenly understood and immediately understood how to treat Zhao Yun.
Wang Jin thanked him and hurried into the palace to meet Zhao Yun.
After Wang Jin left, the fortune teller murmured to himself, "I made my last fortune from you today. It's time for me to retire. If I don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave one day."
The fortune teller packed up his stall and was about to leave when he was surrounded by a group of people. One person walked out first and said to him: "My master wants to see you, please come with me."
"ah!"
The fortune teller was immediately frightened. He didn't expect that he would be exposed so soon. He also blamed himself for being too greedy. He wanted to make one last profit, but he didn't want Wang Jin to be too impetuous and harm him.
The fortune teller was blindfolded and arrived at a house. The person who wanted to see him was Han Hong.
The black cloth from the fortune teller's eyes was torn off, and he saw Han Hong sitting there motionless, not speaking, but the majesty exuding from his body was frightening, and he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.
The fortune teller guessed Han Hong's identity, knelt down directly on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "I have met His Highness King Yi, and I ask His Highness to spare my life. I just make a living and have no intention of harming His Highness."
Han Hong glanced at him coldly and said: "You have no intention of harming me yet? Is it possible that you have to put a knife on my neck to be called harm? Tell me, what's going on between you and that Wang Jin?"
A fortune teller doesn't dare to hide anything. He tells everything about the future one by one. He dares not say a word less.
"snort."
Han Hong snorted coldly and said: "You have some strategy, a plan. Not only did you plot against me and Chen Guiyi, but also the official family was also manipulated by you. If it weren't for Wang Jin's instructions to the emperor,
Shi Dingchang’s affairs have been discovered by this king, so I’m afraid you have already escaped from home and gone to live happily.”
The fortune teller also hated Wang Jin. He was so unreliable that such an important matter could be found out, but there was no point in talking about it at this time.
The fortune teller cried: "Your Highness, please spare your life, Your Highness, please spare my life. I was confused for a moment, so please spare my life."
Han Hong didn't even look at him, picked up the tea cup and drank tea carefully.
Han Hong's trusted servant then stepped forward, covered the fortune teller with a white cloth and strangled him to death.
Finally, a clerk brought a piece of paper that had just been written, grabbed the fortune teller's hand to sign and stamped it, and then put it away quickly.
At the entrance of the main hall of Funing Hall, Wang Jin was excited and waited carefully. Soon, Gao Shi came and said, "Please come with us."
"Thank you for your hard work, father-in-law."
Wang Jin nodded repeatedly, and then he knelt on the ground and followed Gao Shi in.
Gao Shi was surprised and frightened, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, why is this? The official is just an ordinary summons, why do you need to kneel down, and you haven't seen the official yet, and there is no need to do so."
When Wang Jin entered the main hall like this, he was afraid that the entire Song Dynasty would not be able to find another official like this. Gao Shi was not surprised.
Wang Jin did not get up. He said: "It is a great grace for the officials to be summoned alone. No matter how I go to see the officials, it is not an exaggeration."
Gao Shi was amazed when he saw Wang Jin keeping his posture so low, but he had no choice but to let Wang Jin kneel and follow behind him.
Zhao Yun quickly called Xiaohuangmen to report that Wang Jin came to see him on his knees. Zhao Yun was very surprised.
Could it be that Wang Jin expected that he could please himself in this way? Then he would give him a promotion, and then he would be able to prosper, and then as long as he wanted the wealth and honor, he would agree to it as soon as he mentioned it to him, wouldn't he?
Zhao Yun was surprised when he finally saw Wang Jin. Yes, Wang Jin did enter the study on his knees. He didn't have the airs and aloofness of a scholar at all. If Zhao Yun hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Yun wouldn't have believed that even if he was beaten to death, he would return to the imperial court.
There are such ministers.
As for the ministers of the Song Dynasty, it was good not to spit at the emperor. It was rare to kneel down once during a grand ceremony. Even at a grand meeting, it was just a hand-over. Now, Wang Jin's low profile is too low.
Zhao Yun said quickly: "Why is this happening to the Qing family? Get up quickly, get up quickly, and tell the generals to go out. I will be scolded to death by those censors."
Wang Jin burst into tears and said: "Your Majesty, I have suffered injustice since I took a concubine. No one in the civil and military dynasties looked at me seriously. They all regarded me as a lowly and contentious person. Today I was summoned by your majesty. I am so excited. I am so excited."
So happy."
Zhao Yun nodded, understanding in his heart that this was the case, and said: "The Qing family has been wronged."
Zhao Yun comforted him with some kind words, which made Wang Jin feel better. He stood up and stood up, but refused to sit down. He said that His Majesty was in front of him, and he had no reason to sit, let alone the status and status to sit.
identity.
Wang Jin's attitude made Zhao Yun feel that he was humble and in awe of himself. He was a loyal and obedient person who could be entrusted with tasks.
After comforting him, Zhao Yun asked: "The Qing family has done nothing to impeach King Yi and his son this time, but I don't know what the Qing family's true thoughts are in their hearts? Do you really want me to deal with King Yi?"
Wang Jincheng was frightened and said: "Your Majesty, how dare I impeach His Royal Highness King Yi? I just knew that Your Majesty was in a dilemma when Chen Shijun mentioned him as a titular king and was included in the hero's book, so I thought of sharing your worries for Your Majesty, so I went to the hospital.
Memorial, please do not misunderstand, Your Majesty."
"I see."
Zhao Yun confirmed his guess and felt satisfied when Wang Jin explained so simply.
"The Qing family has done a good job. You have solved my worries. You have done your job well. I appreciate you very much. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to Funing Palace to see you."
Wang Jin was overjoyed and bowed to Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun was helpless, but he was also satisfied with Wang Jin's humble and respectful attitude.
After coming out of Funing Hall, Wang Jin was very proud and excited, and ran all the way to find the fortune teller.
The fortune teller has gone to see the King of Hell to find out what he has predicted, but he can't find it anywhere.
Wang Jin didn't pay too much attention to it. He thought that the fortune teller's dragon would never see its end, and he would definitely show up to meet him when he encountered a difficult situation that he couldn't get over.
But after Wang Jin left, Zhao Yun thought to himself: This Wang Jin is still good, obedient, and smart, and can be put to use. It's just that he once drove his wife back to his hometown in order to take a concubine, which showed his character.
Probably not.
But looking at his performance today, he doesn't look like such a person. Could it be that the rumors are wrong, or that he is acting today, or that he knows his mistakes and can change them, and the prodigal turned back and changed his temper?
Out of curiosity, Zhao Yun called Gao Shi to him and said to him: "Gao Shi, will you leave the palace tomorrow and go to Wang Jin's Mansion to see how he gets along with his concubine?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Gao Shi bowed respectfully and agreed.