Chapter 696 Dong Ping: Hey, Zhao Zhongcheng, your daughter is very beautiful!
"Father!!"
Zhao Mingcheng did not expect that his always majestic father would make such a fuss. He was so frightened that he hurriedly supported him. Due to his weak strength, he staggered and almost fell down together.
With the support of his son, Zhao Tingzhi came forward and his first words were: "I am tired of being a father!"
Zhao Mingcheng could only respond: "Father works hard!"
After the embarrassing moment was over, Zhao Tingzhi read the letter again, swayed again, his expression became worse and worse, and he managed to say: "Go to the study."
Zhao Mingcheng supported him, walked into the study, and asked the servant to retreat.
The father and son sat across from each other for a moment, and Zhao Mingcheng finally couldn't help but ask: "Father, what is said in the letter is true?"
Zhao Tingzhi opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself, but in the end it turned into a sigh: "No one is a saint, so no one can make mistakes!"
Zhao Mingcheng said in a trembling voice: "In this letter, even the mistakes my father accidentally made when he was serving as the local judge are clearly remembered. He came prepared! The sender is still... the Ding that my father wants to arrest.
Thief, what should I do?"
Zhao Tingzhi tried his best to regain his dignity and waved his hand: "You don't have to follow everything stated in the letter. For example, is the sender really a thief? Where did a warrior who only knows how to seek revenge get these things?
I’m afraid there is someone who covets the position of prime minister and uses the name of Ding Thief to fish in troubled waters!"
Zhao Mingcheng suddenly realized and breathed a sigh of relief: "Father is wise!"
Zhao Tingzhi said in a deep voice: "But at this time, what this person is doing is really vicious!"
Not long ago, he led the Yushitai to strictly investigate the Taixue fraud case and had zero tolerance for corruption.
Then he angrily criticized the corruption problem of Wu Juhou, the prefect of Kaifeng, and became a pioneer in the fight against corruption.
Now it is discovered that he has accepted bribes since the Shenzong Dynasty. He is a veteran of three dynasties and has accepted bribes for three dynasties...
Even some small sections will be greatly magnified!
The other party is really cruel!
Compared with Zhao Tingzhi who was fearful and angry, Zhao Mingcheng felt that the future was bleak.
He did not take the road of imperial examination, but sacrificed his life to study in Taixue, and planned to obtain an official position through this status. However, if he wanted to do this, his studies in Taixue was one thing, and his father's power was even greater.
Guarantee, no matter how good Taixue’s system is, it is never fair.
But now...
Thinking of being a white man for the rest of his life, Zhao Mingcheng said anxiously: "Father, can the sender of the letter be found out? Can we reconcile with this person?"
The political opponents in the court flashed through Zhao Tingzhi's mind, and figures flashed past like a fleeting sight, without stopping for a long time.
He is a leader of the reform faction, not to mention the confrontation between the conservative faction and him. Even if he is a member of the new party, he may stab him in order to get a higher position. Looking at the handwriting again, it is very crude. There is no way to check it, so he can only shake it.
He shook his head and said: "This is a difficult matter. Since the other party has sent the letter, they will not let it go..."
However, Zhao Tingzhi had experienced strong winds and waves after all. After losing his composure for a period of time, he finally regained his composure and gritted his teeth and said: "For the current plan, we still have to catch Thief Ding. As long as we capture this Thief, we can
Given my prestige among scholars, even if this matter comes to the officials, they will put it to rest!"
Thinking that the evidence of previous corruption crimes had been exposed, and that the emperors of the Song Dynasty had indeed taken the initiative to destroy the evidence and save the officials, Zhao Mingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, he returned to his original worries: "But father, what if this letter is really true?"
Was it sent by Thief Ding?"
A flash of fear flashed in Zhao Tingzhi's eyes, that was naturally the worst case scenario.
However, he had previously taken the lead in rebuking Gao Qiu, and the official personally assigned the task of capturing the thieves. He was already riding a tiger and could not retreat even if he wanted to.
So now, I can only bite my tongue and reply with six words: "I don't believe it's him!"
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"Zhao Tingzhi is quite crazy. He is more greedy than me. How can he be so confident?"
Ding Run looked at the quiet Zhao Mansion, scratched his big head, and felt puzzled.
His threats were ignored and there was no response. Are all scholar-bureaucrats so arrogant?
Gongsun Zhao was also a little strange and analyzed: "Although the scholar-bureaucrats live extravagantly and are prone to corruption, Zhao Tingzhi is the Yushi Zhongcheng. As the chief of the Yushitai, it is impossible for him to remain indifferent when his corruption and bribery are exposed. He is probably planning a counterattack.
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Ding Run was extremely angry and laughed back: "I really didn't expect to be so shameless. I want to see if other scholar-officials will continue to protect him!"
Gongsun Zhao hated officials who didn't care about the lives of the people the most. He saw the officers and soldiers disturbing the people along the way, which made him feel bad for Zhao Tingzhi. After thinking for a moment, he said: "We can't just wait for the matter to ferment. We must take the initiative to kill Zhao Tingzhi."
His true identity is revealed, and others cannot protect him even if they want to. Do you know where the nearest book printing shop is?"
Ding Run was startled: "Book printing shop?"
Gongsun Zhao also wondered: "Didn't you copy the Houjiang Guild? Didn't you accept the printing house?"
He also had an understanding of the major events that occurred in Bianjing during this period, and was especially concerned about the collapse of the Houjiang Guild.
After all, it was Gongsun Zhao who led the team to seize the guild headquarters at that time. As a result, he colluded with Wuyoudong to do such a big thing, but he still failed to bring down this big chamber of commerce. It was not until Gao Qingtian ransacked his house that his merits were fully completed and completely ended.
Ding Run suddenly realized: "Well... the General Hou Guild does have many printing houses, but I don't want the money and I can't take it with me, so I don't know anything about it in detail."
"Fan Lou also wanted to share some shares with me, but I also refused. I exchanged them all for real money. Otherwise, if I kill the official now, these shares will definitely not count!"
Gongsun Zhao was speechless: "Senior brother, you have considered the long term."
Ding Run smiled proudly: "Of course, I worked hard to get money and ransacked my house, but the people ran away without the money. That was so painful! What are you asking the printing house for?"
Gongsun Zhao said coldly: "I am going to ask the printing house to engrave a printing plate to print the evidence of Zhao Tingzhi's crime into a book and spread it throughout the streets and alleys of Bianjing."
The so-called printing plate is a wooden board with carved characters. When printing a book, first dip a brush in ink and brush it on the printing plate. Then cover the plate with white paper. In addition, take a clean brush and paint on the back of the paper.
Brush lightly on the paper, take off the paper, and a page of the book will be printed. Repeat this, bind the pages into a book, and the book will be printed successfully.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This printing method, called block printing, was invented in the Tang Dynasty and became commonly used in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. By the Song Dynasty, although the famous movable type printing was invented,
The idea is good, but it is limited by the overall technical level of society. Movable type printing is not as popular as woodblock printing, and even the quality of printed books is not as good as woodblock printing.
You must know that the Song Dynasty editions printed on woodblocks have been treasures in the eyes of collectors in later generations. They have been valued and sought after by scholars of all dynasties. Every inch of paper is precious, and the price is extremely expensive. Even if the printing plate is well preserved, it can be regarded as a family heirloom.
, leave it to future generations.
Of course, if it is only for short-term use and does not pursue long-term printing, skilled craftsmen can make printing plates in a short time and start printing like crazy, especially in large printing houses, so Gongsun Zhaocai immediately thought of General Hou.
The guild's printing house.
Ding Run understood the operability of it, and immediately took a breath of air, and then praised: "Junior brother, you are more ruthless than me now... let's go! What are you waiting for?"
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The backyard of Zhao Mansion.
Qin Ming and Dong Ping were chatting.
They were quite nervous in the first two days, always on guard against the traitor who would kill an official and rebel, so they rushed out to attack and kill Zhao Zhongcheng.
But today is already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and the few consecutive days of peace and quiet have allowed them to relax and start chatting to pass the boring guard time.
After complaining about the impoverished life of the Forbidden Army, Dong Ping looked around and found that no one else was around. He whispered: "Did you see the two young ladies from the Zhao family who just came back?"
Qin Ming frowned. Although he was a rough man, he also knew that talking about his daughter's family was not something a good man would do, so he replied coldly: "No."
Dong Ping was immersed in his own thoughts, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and he licked his lips: "I saw that the young ladies of the Zhao family all have national beauty. With Zhao Zhongcheng's talent and learning, he is obviously good at poetry.
The gifted one is a talented and beautiful woman!"
Qin Ming said angrily: "What does it have to do with us?"
Dong Ping looked at his rough appearance, and the two of them stood together, highlighting his own excellence, and his smile immediately brightened: "It has nothing to do with Brother Qin, but that little lady just looked at me carefully, do you think I am like this?"
Is it possible for an average person to win the eyes of a beautiful woman?"
Dong Ping took a quick look at the two young ladies who had just gotten out of the car. From a distance, Dong Ping felt that they were graceful and graceful. When he looked closer, he saw that the elder sister behaved calmly, while the younger sister was lively and agile. She turned her face and faced him.
The taste of that glance made Dong Ping immediately put on a mighty pose. As expected, it attracted the attention of the beautiful young lady, and it took a long time for him to turn his head.
Dong Ping felt that this beautiful young lady must have taken a liking to him.
He is seventeen years old this year and has not yet married. Women from squire families in the state heard that he was handsome and charming, and some asked matchmakers to come to propose marriage. However, Dong Ping did not like him very much and refused to marry a wife in his hometown.
I thought that for me to be so handsome, at least the prefect's daughter could be worthy of it.
Of course, it was unthinkable before that a purple-robed official like Zhao Tingzhi could be his father-in-law, but now by some strange combination of circumstances, he had such an opportunity, personally protecting Yu Shi Zhongcheng, and becoming his son-in-law riding a dragon.
Isn’t the future a smooth one?
Thinking of this, Dong Ping laughed out loud: "The ancients have a saying, blessings turn into disasters, disasters turn into blessings, don't deceive me!"
Qin Ming felt that this person was talking nonsense, and the power and status gap between the two parties was too great, so he couldn't help but shook his head.
Others shook their heads, but they all shook their heads secretly. He shook his head bluntly. Dong Ping's face darkened when he saw this: "Brother Qin, do you not believe that I am destined to be married like this? Nothing is difficult in the world, and people's hearts are not strong. Just wait and see!"
Qin Ming's eyes did not pay attention to this person's confidence, but his eyes became sharp: "Be careful! Something seems to have happened!"
Not far away, a group of people hurried in, led by the housekeeper.
Compared with the arrogant attitude in which the housekeeper had been shouting at them and the guards in the past few days, the face at this time was filled with fear, and he almost rolled in and rushed to the study.
Qin Ming and Dong Ping's attention was drawn to them. When they pricked up their ears, they heard a trembling voice: "Alang... this is it... all the mansions... the streets and alleys... we can't stop it.
Stay...there's a lot of commotion outside now..."
"Plop!"
Then there was a heavy sound, and there was a scream, and there was a lot of noise.
Qin Ming's eyes returned to calmness, but he still looked around cautiously and said in a deep voice: "Brother Dong, we must be careful to prevent thieves from taking advantage of the chaos to attack!"
"Well, Brother Qin will stay here while I go to the inner house to see if I can help!"
Dong Ping rolled his eyes, but strode over and approached the inner house on his own initiative.
Soon the sound of crying became clearer, and he successfully entered the area that was inaccessible to the guards. He saw a group of people surrounding Zhao Tingzhi who was lying on the ground. Among them was the young lady he had seen before, crying so hard.
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Dong Ping was secretly happy, wanting to leave a stable and reliable impression on the Zhao family at this critical moment, so he immediately walked up steadily and half-knelt down.
However, before he could speak, Zhao Zhongcheng's third son, Zhao Mingcheng, turned his head, looked at him in disbelief, and shouted angrily:
"Is this a place where a lowly warrior like you can come? Get out!!"