After listening to the story, Zhao Cheng nodded as he looked at Fan Jianglin who was kneeling on the ground.
"Get up." he said.
"Please, adults, make the decision for the younger brothers. We are not here for money. We just want to clear our names." Fan Jianglin choked up and said, "To comfort their souls in heaven."
Xu Sigen also followed suit and saluted.
"I understand." Zhao Cheng said, motioning for them to get up.
Fan Jianglin and Xu Sigen thanked them again and again, then stood up and left respectfully.
"Sir, what do you think?" The attendant stepped forward and asked.
"Can't you see it yet?" Zhao Cheng said, looking at the supported Fan Jianglin who had walked out of the official hall, he sighed, "Can you do this kind of sadness just for money and rewards?"
Where can you buy this kind of sadness that comes from your bones?
He nodded his head.
"Then what should we do now?" he said, "Sir, this matter is as big as it is small."
To put it simply, it is just a matter of reporting another meritorious service to the higher authorities. It is just a matter of writing a document. The clerks can write it out immediately with a raise of their hands. To put it seriously, if you really want to report it, it is a small matter for Fang Shijin to pretend to receive the reward and be punished. The key point is
The imperial court will ask them about their unclear rewards and punishments. This single charge can implicate officials on the northwest front line, not to mention the deployment errors before the war.
Since then, the original joyful and great achievements of the Northwest have suddenly reversed.
Inspector Zhao twisted his beard and said nothing, his expression solemn.
With a scraping sound, a celadon bowl was smashed to the ground, and pieces of tea splashed on the mottled old blue brick floor.
"Repay my innocence? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Fang Zhonghe shouted as he took several pictures, his face turned livid with anger.
"..Do I need to repay my innocence? If I really want to repay my innocence, I should beat that kid out and put him in jail! Military law!"
He was still angry as he spoke, flipping over several cases with one hand and getting up and pacing back and forth.
Several relatives hurriedly comforted me carefully.
"Zhao Cheng is a well-fed man. I know he doesn't like me. He is afraid that I will take his position and deliberately takes the opportunity to punish me, right?" Fang Zhonghe shouted, waving his hands.
"Sir, sir, it is said that Liu Lang from the Zhou family in Shaanzhou was the lobbyist." A relative said hurriedly.
Fang Zhonghe stood firm.
"Liu Lang of the Zhou family?" he said, frowning as he remembered, "That boy! Yes, it turned out to be him. He went to see the inspector that day..."
After saying that, he looked at the people in the room.
"Does he have any grudge against me?"
"He has no grudge against you, sir. He is probably related there." A follower said.
There is never any unprovoked hatred in this world.
Fang Zhonghe squinted his eyes in thought.
"The inspection inspector said at the beginning that the reason why reinforcements were sent was because of the reminder from this boy named Zhou... I thought he was doing it for me... Now it seems that it is because of those dead ghosts, right?"
"Sir, this is irrelevant now. I'm afraid something bad will happen if the inspection officer asks about this matter." The attendant reminded him.
"Why don't you, sir, go see the inspector?" said another.
Fang Zhonghe sneered.
"Why should I see him? Do I feel guilty?" he said, taking a few steps back and forth and standing still. "Someone has a message for him, but no one for me?"
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"My lord, my lord, Mr. Jiang has asked you to come over." Someone hurried in and said.
Manager Jiang? One day passed, and Zhao Chengyi, who was still thinking about how to deal with this matter, was startled.
The Northwest Economic and Strategic Envoy is temporarily vacant, and Jiang Wenyuan is appointed as the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of Military and Horses. Although there is also Zhou Fengxiang, the Imperial Supervisory Envoy, for the Northwest, Jiang Wenyuan is still the boss after all.
After hearing his call, Zhao Cheng didn't dare to be slow and got up and went over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Zhonghe standing inside. Zhao Cheng's heart suddenly thumped and he understood, but at the same time he felt a little angry.
No general would like to report something beyond his level.
Who would believe this Fang Zhonghe if he says he has no ghosts in his heart!
Asking about some military and political affairs, Jiang Wenyuan's topic turned to today's rumors.
"Now that the war has just been decided, there are many matters in the northwest, and these trivial matters are not serious matters, so it is better to spend less time on them." He said slowly, putting down the tea bowl in his hand.
Zhao Cheng bowed and responded. From the corner of his eye, he saw Fang Zhonghe's proud smile.
"It's just, sir, if what Fan Jianglin said is not verified, people will be unsettled." He raised his head again and said.
Did this bastard do it on purpose? Manager Jiang has made it so clear, yet he still dares to mention it!
Fang Zhonghe's face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a step forward.
"Inspector, what do you mean by this? Are you doubting me?" he said unceremoniously.
Anyway, in the future, he will become the Zhizhai, and he will no longer be a kid under the eyes of this patrol. He also has Jiang Wenyuan as his backer, so I'm afraid what will happen to him!
"I am thinking about your innocence, Mr. Fang," Inspector Zhao said.
"For the sake of my innocence, my innocence will be ruined..." Fang Zhonghe gritted his teeth and stared.
"Okay, Mr. Fang's innocence does not need to be proven, but those few people are not innocent at all." Jiang Wenyuan interrupted them and spoke directly, standing up.
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Cheng and Fang Zhonghe were stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Wenyuan with some surprise.
Do adults also recognize these people?
Those little soldiers are actually...so famous?
"They have caused trouble and killed Shangguan before, and this time they come back to pay for their crimes." Jiang Wenyuan said, snoring coldly in his heart.
Sure enough, after causing a storm in the capital, they were going to cause another storm here.
Asking for credit and reward? How ridiculous! It’s a shame they dared to say it!
Unexpectedly, several people died this time. It was great. It would be better for such troublemakers to die. Now the remaining two are still making trouble. Last time, they disturbed my work. Could it be that this time?
Do you want them to disturb your unsettled job?
"What these soldiers say when they cause trouble cannot be trusted. They keep trying to persuade us with good words and just do whatever they want. This makes people uneasy. That's because you are not strict in your official duties."
Jiang Wenyuan Surong said.
Zhao Cheng and Fang Zhonghe hurriedly bowed and responded, not daring to say more.
Fan Jianglin and Xu Sigen, who were waiting for news, came to see Inspector Zhao again, but were rejected.
"My lord, my lord..." Fan Jianglin leaned on a crutch and was about to rush inward.
Xu Sigen stretched out his hand to hold him.
"Brother, forget it." He said, looking at the high official hall with a somewhat understanding smile, "It's useless."
Fan Jianglin gritted his teeth and looked at the official hall.
"I'm useless..." he murmured.
It's useless... They are like little ants, what use do they have in the eyes of the adults in the hall...
"It's not that we are useless," Xu Sigen said, "it's that they are useless!"
After saying this, he stretched out his hand to support Fan Jianglin.
"Brother, let's go." He said, turned around and walked away without looking back.
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"Rokuro, what are you doing!"
The man stretched out his hand but failed to grab Liu Lang.
The young man rushed straight to the official hall like a calf.
"What a brat!" The man stomped on his heels, stretched out his hand again, and caught him this time.
They were already standing outside the official hall, and chatter and laughter were being heard inside. It was obvious that the hall was full.
"If they were still alive, it would be worth asking, but now those few are dead, and no one will hold the living accountable for the dead! Stop being childish and fooling around!" the man said in a low voice.
Saturday Lang looked at the official hall.
"Someone can," he said, "I can, and so can she."
Who is he? She?
The man was startled, but Zhou Lang had already broken away from him and walked into the official hall.
The chatter and laughter in the official hall suddenly stopped.
The man outside stamped his feet angrily and had to follow him.
There are more than a dozen generals sitting in the main hall. Today is a banquet for the generals who have received awards and lost their vacancies in this battle.
At this moment, Fang Zhonghe looked at the young man holding his neck standing in the hall, full of ridicule.
"Yes, I said that." Jiang Wenyuan looked at Liu Lang and said calmly, "Is there any problem?"
"Have you verified it, sir?" Zhou Lang asked.
Jiang Wenyuan smiled and looked at this young bloody boy.
"There is no need to verify this." He said, stood up and raised his hand, "I believe that my subordinates are brave and good at fighting, are not afraid of death, and are innocent and magnanimous, just like I believe that Zhou Xiaolang is just young and energetic and was incited by others."
"Master Manager, Liu Lang is indeed like this. He is really rude." The elders of the Zhou family stood up and apologized. While giving Liu Lang a hard look, he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't forget you.
If your surname is Zhou, if you dare to act nonsense again, I will send you back to Beijing."
Saturday Lang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, his face grim.
"Sir, this matter will not actually affect anyone. They are not trying to hack anyone to show their merit. All they need is a reward. They don't need money, just fame." He took a step forward and stood before him.
Jiang Wenyuan lowered his head and whispered, "For adults, this is very easy."
Yes, it is very easy, but why does he do this?
Don't people live in a way that makes themselves comfortable, but instead seek to be uncomfortable?
Jiang Wenyuan smiled.
"Brother Zhou, how can the military be a piece of cake?" he said, "You will be injured in every battle. Young brother Zhou still needs to get used to it. If it doesn't work, you should go home."
Everyone in the Zhou family couldn't help but hurriedly stepped forward to grab Liu Lang, glared at him fiercely, and apologized to Jiang Wenyuan.
Jiang Wenyuan ignored them and greeted everyone present in silence with a smile.
"Come on, let's go, let's go see you off to your assignment first, and we'll talk about it when we come back if we have anything to do." He smiled and raised his feet.
The hall suddenly became lively, everyone was chatting and joking, hugging Jiang Wenyuan and walking out. Fang Zhonghe deliberately swayed past Liu Lang with a bit of pride.
"Master Jiang." Zhou Lang shouted again, turning around regardless of the glare of the man next to him.
Jiang Wenyuan stopped when he reached the door, and the others naturally stopped as well.
"Master Jiang," Zhou Lang said, "don't regret it."
I thought he was going to say something, but it turned out to be such an angry remark, a ridiculous young man's angry remark.
Jiang Wenyuan smiled and continued to move forward without looking back. Everyone followed him and walked out in a lively manner.
Fang Zhonghe's footsteps paused slightly.
Don't regret it...
There it is again.
He looked back at the young man who was still standing in the official hall. The light inside and outside was dim and he could no longer see the young man's expression clearly. He could only see his thick and stocky body standing upright.
Don't regret, don't regret.
Don't regret it. If you offend Mr. Jiang, let's see how easy your life is here!
Fang Zhonghe curled his lips, raised his feet and followed everyone away. (To be continued)
