Han Jiang saw that Zhao Gai was apologizing verbally, but had no intention of evading, so he couldn't help but cursed secretly: 'This old bastard is probably a good person who never comes, and a bad person who comes.'
However, since he had Han Qi's support, he had nothing to worry about. He stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Sir Zhao, the Ministry of Punishment had previously transferred documents to mention a person as a criminal. Have you received all the documents?"
"I got it." Zhao Bian nodded and said, "Master Han, sit down for a moment, and I will take you over to pick up someone later." After saying that, he turned to Zhao Gai and said, "Brother Shuping, what are you doing?"
"Haha, what a coincidence." Zhao Gai used the word "qiao" today and said with a smile: "I am also here to promote someone."
"Really?" Zhao Bian said with a surprised look on his face: "I have never received a letter from Dali Temple."
"I have just received the order," Zhao Gai said with an apologetic smile, "Let's go through the formalities now."
"That's fine." Zhao Bian looked at Zhou Tuiguan and said, "Take Mr. Zhao to sign the deposit," and then said to Han Jiang, "Mr. Han, I will take you to pick up Sun Qigong."
"Thank you." Han Jiang stood up and was about to leave when Zhao Gai shouted: "Wait a minute!"
"Master Zhao, what's the matter with you?" Han Jiang said angrily.
"Dare you ask Mr. Zhao?" Zhao Gai ignored him and said directly to Zhao Bian: "How many Sun Qigong are in prison?" After a pause, he said with a smile: "What a coincidence, the person I want to mention is
, also called Sun Qigong."
"What?" Zhao Bian and Han Jiang were both surprised, but one was true and the other was false.
"Is there such a thing?" Zhao Bian said: "There is only one Sun Qigong in the prison, and he is from Qizhou. There is no doubt about this." He frowned and said: "It seems that the two of you want the same person. Let's see.
Isn’t there some misunderstanding?”
"There will be no mistakes on my part." Han Jiang shook his head decisively and said: "There is a note from the Zhengshitang here, naming Sun Qigong who wants to file a lawsuit against the Prince of Qingling County."
"There is nothing wrong on my part." Zhao Gai said not to be outdone: "I also have a note from the Zhengshitang. It also states in black and white that I want to file a lawsuit against Sun Qigong, the prince of Qingling County."
Zhao Bian took a look at the note handed over by the two men and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I am only Sun Qigong, so I can't split it in half. Let you each take half a piece back." Emotionally, Sun Qigong was treated as a pig...
"How could this happen?" Han Jiang suddenly woke up and asked Zhao Gaidao: "Which husband are you from?"
"Mr. Wen," Zhao Gaidao said.
"Have you seen Mr. Han?" Han Jiang asked.
"That's what I said," Zhao Gui said with a funny face: "Does Xianggong Wen's approval document have to be read by Xianggong Han?"
"Of course!" Han Jiang raised her voice and said, "Xiangong Han is the prime minister. Who dares to stamp a note with the official seal of the Ministry of Education of the People's Republic of China on a note that he has not read? How many notes can be made without a large seal?"
"Brother Zihua, have you lost your mind?" Zhao Gai frowned and said, "Xiang Wen is in charge of the three rooms of the political affairs hall, including criminal matters. Besides, this is not a trial and a conclusion of the case. It is just that the case will be transferred from Kaifeng to Kaifeng in accordance with the court's laws.
The government is just transferred to Dali Temple. According to the regulations, as long as there is a transfer of documents from the torture chamber, the director must take care of it. Brother Zihua has been an official for more than ten years, how come he doesn't know about it?"
"What's more, as a rule, the case should be taken over by Dali Temple, and it will be transferred to the Ministry of Punishment after the temple's trial is completed." Zhao Gai continued: "We haven't tried it yet, so why are you, the Ministry of Punishment, anxious?"
"This..." Han Jiang was snatched away by Zhao Gai. He was so angry that his nostrils smoked, and he said angrily: "This is what Mr. Han meant. You can go to the court tomorrow morning and ask for clarification!"
"Since Han Xianggong and Wen Xianggong are in charge of the political affairs hall, they should not interfere with the prison affairs." Zhao Gai shook his head and said: "Brother Zihua, the official of the Penal Department, seems to be like me, he also has to listen to Wen Xianggong.
?This truth cannot be proven even in front of Mr. Han."
Han Jiang was a fool. He also realized that Zhao Gai had strong people behind him, otherwise he would dare to stroke Mr. Han's beard? He knew that he had already done it, so he said coldly: "Okay. You listen to Mr. Wen, and I will listen to Mr. Han.
!" He raised his voice so that everyone in the hall could hear: "There is a huge case against Sun Qigong, which must be directly tried by the Ministry of Punishment. We must take away this person tonight!"
"He must go with Dali Temple!" Zhao Gai said without giving in: "For such a big case, you can ask the three departments to review it. Before that, don't interfere with the official affairs of this temple!"
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The two adults in the hall were facing each other tit for tat, and the soldiers brought by both sides in the hall were also at war with each other, as if they were going to fight in the Kaifeng Mansion.
"Stop it!" Zhao Bian finally couldn't help but shouted: "This is not the Penal Department Yamen, nor is it the Dali Temple. This is the Kaifeng Mansion Yamen. It is not your turn to show off your prestige here!"
"Yes, yes..." Zhao Gai changed his face quickly, and immediately smiled and said to Zhao Bian: "It's all for making this guy angry, I hope you can forgive me."
"Hmph..." Han Jiang was not as tactful as Zhao Gai and turned his head to one side.
"Since both of you have a note from the Government Hall, and you can't argue," Zhao Bian took a deep breath and said to them in a deep voice: "It's difficult for the two women to be sisters, and there is no good way for me to be lowered. I can only keep her in Kaifeng Mansion first."
, we’ll wait until the two of you have reached consensus. Don’t worry, I won’t let him lose even a hair.”
"Okay." Zhao Gai agreed, clasping his fists towards Zhao Bian and saying, "If you make me laugh today, I will listen to you!"
Zhao Gai agreed, and Han Jiang had no other choice but to nod.
In this case, the two had no choice but to say goodbye and left with their men.
As soon as the two men left, Zhao Bian breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhou Tuiguan said: "Sir, please go to the back office and have a rest."
"I'll go back to the prison." Zhao Bian shook his head and said, "I'm just afraid they will jump over the wall in a hurry."
"Who are they?" Zhou Tuiguan asked a little abruptly: "Them or them?"
"It's all possible." Zhao Bian said meaningfully: "In short... be careful when sailing the ten thousand year ship."
When he was talking, he came to the prison and saw that the jailers who delivered the food were still there. Zhao Bian said to them: "You guys have a taste first."
The jailer was startled and said: "Master, this is prison food."
Zhao Bian remained indifferent and remained silent.
Several jailers had no choice but to pick up wooden spoons, and with great difficulty each of them picked up a ball of rice and put it into their mouths. Their faces were immediately full of bitterness.
As the saying goes, "You should not break the law, because breaking the law is not a human being." No matter which dynasty the prison was in, the jailer would secretly sell the prison rations allocated by the official warehouse, and then use less than half the price to buy old moldy rice.
The more conscientious ones add chaff, and the evil ones add sand directly into it. Even the animals don’t eat this meal, but it is the food eaten by the prisoners... Of course, if you are rich, the jailers will open a small stove for you, and you can enjoy all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas.
I can get them all for you.
Back to the subject, although several jailers looked miserable after eating, at least no one was poisoned. Zhao Bian then said: "From now on, until Sun Qigong leaves, you will be the ones delivering the food. Tell everyone, don't look at the meal."
If someone poisons a person, the cook and the one who delivers the food will eat the food themselves."
Everyone was afraid, so Zhao Bian allowed the food to be brought in.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Tuiguan whispered: "What do you mean, sir, is that Sun Qigong won't be able to leave for a while?"
"I guess so." Zhao Bian nodded and said, "Now it has become a competition between two husbands. Who do you think will win?"
"Xiangong Han is the prime minister, and Mr. Wen is the one in charge of criminal matters. Normally, Mr. Wen should be in charge, but it depends on Mr. Han's temperament..." Zhou Tuiguan couldn't help but exclaimed: "We have only been together for a few days, do we need to compete?"
"Absolutely." Zhao Bian said calmly: "I'm afraid Mr. Han made a miscalculation this time. Let's just take good care of him and avoid getting into trouble."
"Yes." Zhou Tuiguan responded softly.
In fact, Zhao Bian's thoughts were far from as simple as he said. If there were a few people in the Song Dynasty who were optimistic about Zhao Zongji, he was one of them. Because the trip to the grassland that year allowed him to see the abilities of the two young people.
and courage. At that time, he often imagined that if this pair of monarchs and ministers came to power, would they inject vitality and vitality into the Song Dynasty?
So tonight, he could have asked Han Jiang to take the person away before Zhao Gai arrived, but he did not do so. As the preliminary judge of the case, he had realized that it seemed that these two young men were the ones who shot
An arrow aimed at Zhao Zongshi.
Zhao Bian didn't think there was anything wrong with them. Instead, he thought it was too late for them to take action. He was forced to do this and didn't know if it would be useful. It wasn't until he saw Wen Yanbo's note that he suddenly realized that the two
The young man was so good at hiding things from others that he didn't know what method he used to make Wen Yanbo, who had always been at odds with them, willing to fight for them naked!
"Now there is a fight for position. Before, I was just... so weak!" Looking at the dark night sky, Zhao Bian remembered that he was galloping on the grassland and listened to the endless new words coming from the two people's mouths. Although he was shocked at the time,
But in fact, he was really impressed. He smiled silently and said: 'Although I can't support you, it's okay to wave the flag and shout!'
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The imperial palace and the sleeping quarters in Funing Hall.
Since that incident, Zhao Zhen has never been close to women and has been living alone in his bedroom for two years. He suffers from severe insomnia and can only sleep well in the middle of the night. The attendants all know that he must be reading at this time.
Li Xian walked in quietly and saw Zhao Zhen squinting his eyes and holding the book far away. The official's presbyopia was very severe, and there were no reading glasses in this era. The eunuchs of the Hanlin Calligraphy Bureau had to use big characters for him.
Copying books prevented Zhao Zhen from being unable to read.
After reading a paragraph, he put down the book and applied a hot towel to his eyes. Zhao Zhen moved his eyes and found Li Xianli there, so he asked: "Then Sun Qigong went to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment?"
"No." Li Xian shook his head and said: "Dali Temple also went to pick up the person, and the two sides started fighting. As a result, Kaifeng Mansion asked them to fight for Dingmao to come back, and the person was still imprisoned in Kaifeng Mansion Prison."
"Oh?" Zhao Zhen was a little surprised, but also a little relieved: "Fu Xianggong really did not misjudge the person. I was always worried before."
Li Xian knew that talking too much would lead to mistakes, so he only listened to the officials' sighs but did not reply.