When Lu Sian, a demoted official, left Beijing, he made a false report and put the impeachment on the emperor's desk. The emperor was furious. In less than half a day, the news spread throughout the imperial palace. There was a lot of discussion everywhere and people were panicked. I don't know how many people were affected by this this time.
Unfortunately, who will benefit from this?
Lu Si'an expected the uproar and injustice caused by this, but he could not see it. When his memorial was opened by the emperor, the Yushitai took him from his home and put him in the Yushitai's prison.
Seeing Lu Si'an being brought into the hall for questioning, the censor sitting high up in the hall was a little angry.
Everyone is a court official, and they look up and down every day, but the censor is not too embarrassed, it is a very common thing for them.
It's just that the way Lu Si'an held his chest and raised his head today made him very uncomfortable.
Not to mention that this is the imperial censor's desk where the officials were shocked by the news, but Lu Si'an has never raised his chest and raised his head like this every day.
He has always followed Chen Shao and others, obeyed, acted submissively, played some clever tricks, was timid, and a weakling. When will the words "righteousness" be reflected in him?
"Lu Zheng, are you aware of your guilt?" the censor yelled, slapping his hands.
"Lu Zhengzhi is guilty of overstepping his boundaries." Lu Si'an said calmly.
"Avoiding the serious and taking the easy!" The censor sneered, "Are you refusing to admit the crime of slandering the court officials?"
Lu Si'an smiled.
"Am I setting up a slander? Your Excellency is really flattering me. I don't think I have the ability. I just investigated the public sentiment and reported it." He raised his head and said, "If it is a crime to investigate the public sentiment, Lu Zhengwo should plead guilty."
The censor sighed in his heart, but his expression changed.
"Lu Zheng, why are you doing this? I know you are resentful because of foreigners..." He said with some inducement.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Si'an.
"That's wrong. I don't have any resentment in my heart. I just express my resentment on behalf of the people." He said righteously.
The censor looked at him speechless.
"Lu Zheng, are you determined to seek death this time?" he asked.
Lu Si'an laughed.
"How can this be a dead end? Find out the sentiments of the people for the emperor so that the powerful ministers cannot deceive the saints. This is the minister's order and the minister's way." He said loudly.
The censor shook his head and waved his hand to be taken away. Anyway, he couldn't get anything out of the first question. Although the censor couldn't torture the scholar-bureaucrat, there were other means. Torturing him for a few days would make him sober.
Awake.
Without the slightest fear, Lu Si'an turned around, raised her head, and took a long stride, only to see the censor Zhongcheng standing at the door with a solemn expression.
"Lu Zheng." When he was about to pass by, Yu Shi Zhongcheng called him.
Lu Si'an looked at him calmly.
"Where do you have the confidence to think that Chen Shao can protect you this time?" Censor Zhongcheng asked in a low voice.
Lu Si'an looked at him and laughed.
"My confidence is not from one person," he said, "but from the whole world."
Is this kid crazy? He probably went crazy because he was demoted to Nanzhou and felt that life was hopeless.
Yushi Zhongcheng frowned and thought, but reason told him that things would never be that simple. Lu Si'an was indeed risking his life, but the confidence that allowed him to risk his life instead of waiting for Chen Shao to slowly save him in the future was the most critical.
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People all over the world…
Is it really such a big fuss this time?
"Come here, please go check on the street and ask how much of Lu Zheng's picture is exaggerated and how realistic it is." He summoned several clerks and ordered.
At this time, Liu Jinquan, the official of the capital government office who was doing official business in the right wing, was also furious.
"What's going on? Why did you let the unruly people make such a big fuss, and you didn't even know about it! Are you all dead?" he shouted, and since he got the news, he broke out in a cold sweat.
He did hear about what happened that day afterwards, but they only said that there were rich people attending the funeral, spending a lot of money, how rich they were, living in peace and immortality, etc. He didn't take it to heart. Who would have thought of this?
This matter was actually taken advantage of by Lu Si'an!
The subordinates standing in front of him all looked anxious.
No one expected that Lu Si'an, who was already dying, would dare to make such a move. In fact, it was not important to them who the upper-level officials impeached. What was important was the picture. What happened in the picture really happened.
It happened in the capital city, and it was from the west to the east of the city, which happened to be under the control of their right wing, the capital wing.
Now that this matter has been brought before the emperor, the governor can't spare him if it's light, and the emperor can't spare him if it's serious. In short, he was harmed by Lu Sian!
"Sir, it seems that this time was not arranged by Mr. Chen and others." Someone said.
"They didn't arrange it. How did those people show up? Why did so many people come out to watch the funeral?" Liu Gongzhi shouted.
"It was said that the person attending the funeral gave everyone wine and food."
"Yes, that's right, very, very good wine, the best spirit in the world..."
"My boy grabbed a bowl and was drunk for two days before he woke up!"
"Is it really that powerful?"
Seeing that the conversation in the room had changed, Mr. Liu recovered from his astonishment and took a closer look at several cases.
"Wine!" He sneered, "It's just wine. It's just Qingcheng grabbing the wine to eat. Where did Qingcheng give away the soul of the hero? Lu Si'an is really bullshit!"
When everyone thinks about it carefully, it is true.
"It's all the trouble caused by this wine!" Everyone nodded and said.
"This is easy to handle." Liu Gongshi nodded and said, "Shenxianju Taipingju is not a real store. I will arrest them all and charge them with illegally brewing and selling wine!"
He gritted his teeth bitterly.
This incident is just a gimmick by an unscrupulous businessman to sell alcohol. There is no public resentment!
Yes, it's that simple. Let's get the matter down before it gets into other things. Let's see what else Lu Si'an can do!
Mr. Liu stroked his beard with a bit of pride. This time, he could get things done without Mr. Fu Yin and Mr. Gao Lingbo having to worry about it, and he would definitely be praised by them.
"Why don't you go quickly and bring more people to seal down those stores!"
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Five days had passed since Xu Maoxiu and others were laid to rest, and Fan Jianglin walked out of his house and came to Taiping Residence.
Shopkeeper Wu accompanied him personally and introduced the new shopkeeper here to him.
Seeing the warm and respectful greetings from the guys along the way, and seeing Fan Jianglin's calm expression, his wife Huang gradually relaxed.
"Master, you've kept your house forever," Shopkeeper Wu said.
Huang looked at Fan Jianglin with some worry. When he returned home these days, there were old stories about their brothers everywhere. He couldn't help but feel sad when he read them over and over again. However, Fan Jianglin didn't look sad at all, but became more and more happy. This was really...
It's so abnormal.
"You don't have to worry."
After sitting down in the room, Fan Jianglin said with a smile.
"They are my brothers. I have lost them, but I am not afraid, and I don't have to deliberately forget them."
As the couple was talking, they suddenly heard a commotion outside.
"My boss, my boss." Shopkeeper Wu hurried over and shouted, "The government officials are here."
Government?
Huang couldn't help but feel a little nervous, while Fan Jianglin looked relaxed and even smiled.
"As expected, I'm here. What my sister says is always right." He said, standing up, "You wait here, I'll go take a look."
"Master, why don't you invite them in?" Shopkeeper Wu said after hesitation.
Fan Jianglin smiled and shook his head.
"There's nothing we can't say in front of others," he said, and stepped out.
Taipingju was full of people, and they all stopped eating and drinking to look at the several government officials standing inside, pointing and talking.
"Several gentlemen."
Fan Jianglin stepped out from behind and saluted and said.
"Are you the owner here? Close the shop and come with us." said the Yamen servant.
The noisy voices around him fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked surprised.
"Closing the store?"
But in the Immortal Residence in the city, the maid laughed a little when she heard the words of the yamen servant in front of her.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because you make moonshine," the officer said.
The whispers in the hall suddenly became louder. They gathered at Shenxian Residence today mainly because of the wine they had drunk in the past few days.
Although many of them have not tasted it, this does not prevent them from imagining the deliciousness of the wine.
Only official wineries, official wineries and private wineries in Beijing are qualified to brew and sell wine. Otherwise, it will be considered a felony. Naturally everyone knows this, but in fact, this is only for civilians.
Even high-ranking officials and powerful people can brew wine privately, while the government turns a blind eye.
To put it bluntly, using moonshine as a crime is just a deceiving name. There must be other reasons behind it, such as not benefiting an official or being coveted by someone behind his back.
Such a delicious wine will definitely bring a lot of business, and this will inevitably attract covetousness. Although this is a very common thing, I didn't expect it to come so quickly.
The maid smiled.
"Master, you misunderstood. We don't have private wine, let alone sell it." She said, "Our wine was bought from Laosi's winery on the road outside the city. It was only slightly improved and was only used for funerals.
You can use it, and you don’t need to pay for it. Now that it’s sold out, where can you sell the private wine?”
Is that so? It turns out I bought it at Lu Laosi Winery!
Everyone present had bright eyes, and some even stood up impatiently to leave, but were held back by their companions.
"You're stupid. They clearly said they were improving it, but you think the wine made by Lu Laosi is just that good."
"Whether it's true or not, at least it has a source. Let's go there first to satisfy our craving."
The guests here are talking louder and louder, and the officials' faces are not good-looking.
"Of course there are witnesses," the leader said.
"That's impossible." The maid shook her head and said decisively, "We have never sold it, and we have witnesses."
She said and looked at the people in the hall.
"Have you ever bought our wine?" she asked.
"No."
"If anyone can buy it, I will buy it from him, no matter how high the price is."
There were responses and laughter in the hall.
Seeing the bustle of people in the hall, the government officials were a little uneasy and a little angry.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, close the store and follow us." they shouted loudly.
The maid looked at them and smiled coldly.
"Master, do you have to give me a reason?" she said.
"Reason, reason, you used alcohol as a gimmick to gather people to cause trouble." A government official had an idea and said, "Spread rumors and incite the people!"
The maid looked at him and was stunned, then raised her hand to cover her mouth and giggled. The more she laughed, the harder she laughed. The hall became quiet when she laughed, and the government officials who laughed felt terrified.
"Why are you laughing?" the yamen servant shouted angrily.
"Thank you." The maid looked at him and said suddenly.
Thanks?
The yamen officer was stunned for a moment, but before he could recover, he saw the girl in front of him stop laughing, her expression darkened, and she took a step forward.
"We let the people drink and the people came, so why are we the ones gathering to make trouble?" she shouted, pointing outside, "Then so many people gathered outside at this time are all because you came to us to ask questions, so what do you mean?
Is there a crowd gathering to cause trouble?"
The government officials subconsciously turned around and saw that the door had been filled with people watching the excitement, and more people were rushing over to crowd the street.
The expressions of several people suddenly changed. Why have you been talking for so long?
"If you have anything to say, let's talk to the Yamen. Come with us..." the leader of the Yamen shouted, reaching out and shaking off the iron chain.
Before he could step forward, the maid took another step forward and stood in front of him.
"Are you going to arrest me? Are you going to close our shop? We bury our boss and hold a wine festival on the road. Are we gathering people to make trouble? Our boss is dead, are we spreading rumors? Our boss is dead, and we have a grand burial. Is this called inciting the people?"
She said, "Master Cha, which one is the rumor? Is it that our boss is not dead, or is our boss not killed in the war?"
The little girl was young and spoke so fast and crisply that she made several government officials feel dizzy. They couldn't help but take a few steps back, feeling a little confused.
What are they talking about now?
"Stop talking nonsense..." The leader raised his voice to cover up the little girl's voice.
But the maid only gave him the chance to say these three words, and she immediately took over the conversation.
"Nonsense? Is this nonsense I'm talking about? We don't ask for rewards, so we can't even tell how our master died? Is it just a rumor?" The maid screamed, reaching out and grabbing the lapel of her clothes, with tears in her eyes.
Twinkle, "What on earth is this? Why did you come to arrest us and seal our shop? We don't want anything, we don't ask for anything, what? Can't we even have an honorable burial? Our boss died in the war.
, it’s upright. Just because we didn’t bury them secretly like thieves, does that mean we are guilty? Well, if this is a crime, then arrest them! Arrest them!”
The government officials stepped back and hit the door frame and stopped, looking at the people in front of them in disbelief.
What's going on? Why are you talking about this? They didn't say anything!
They turned their heads and looked at the crowd outside the door. The crowd had stopped making noise and looked at them angrily. Looking inside, everyone in the hall also stood up.
On the other side, Fan Jianglin watched as the government servant stepped forward and stretched out his hand to take out a bow and arrow.
Several government officials immediately took a few steps back as if they had seen a ghost, and raised the swords in their hands.
Although a long time has passed, and although there are not seven men in front of you but one man, the five gangsters who broke in in front of Taipingju were shot to death on the spot. The news that Taipingju has a Vajra protector is still being circulated in the yamen.
"Fan Jianglin, what do you want to do? Resist arrest and kill someone?" they shouted.
Fan Jianglin looked at them and smiled, throwing the bow and arrow in his hand to the ground.
"I can't kill anyone now. I can't draw my bow or shoot arrows. Even if I really want to kill someone, I can only use a crossbow." He shook his head and said, reaching out and tearing open his robe, revealing his naked body.
Upper body.
People in the hall were caught off guard, and the women screamed and hurriedly covered their faces.
"I can't kill anyone now, and I won't kill you. My brother died in the hands of the Western thieves. I was lucky enough to survive. I'm still here to kill the Western thieves. How can I aim my arrow at you?
Aim at you who protect my brothers to the death." Fan Jianglin said slowly, laughing and spreading his arms, "Come on, arrest me, I listen to you, if you say I am guilty, I am guilty, arrest me.
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The government officials were stunned, and everyone in the hall was also stunned. They looked at the naked man in front of them, and the scars crisscrossing his body were shocking. Only those who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and seas of blood could have such terrible wounds.
Yes, every scar is real and not fake at all.
"Grasp…"
"Grab your mother's head!" Someone suddenly shouted loudly in the hall, and at the same time a plate was smashed over, "It's your mother's fault!"
This shout was like water being poured into the oil, causing the oil pan to explode and roll.
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In fact, I have really updated a lot... Calculated, the average number of daily updates is 6,000. (To be continued)
