As soon as these words came out, the smile on the maid's face completely disappeared.
She walked in slowly and waved her hand. Shopkeeper Lin quickly bowed his head and walked out quickly, closing the door.
"Mr. Han, what do you mean by this?" the maid asked.
"Young lady must also know that I did something strange as Taipingju's boss. It wasn't until today that I found out that your boss is the wife of the Cheng family." Han Yuanchao said.
"So, Han Langjun is still because of the current rumors." The maid said with a faint smile.
Han Yuanchao nodded with a calm expression.
"It can be said that." He said, "I heard rumors and knew a lot of things, so I made this decision. However, I am not afraid of any disaster or being implicated. I just don't agree with or dislike your Lord's actions.
, the so-called different ways do not seek each other."
"My wife didn't do anything. What my wife did was not what they said." Banqin said in a trembling voice, "My wife is a good person."
"I didn't say that your wife is not a good person." Han Yuanchao said, smiling slightly, "Your wife is a good person, otherwise she wouldn't have given me a bonus just for seeing me defend the cook's wife."
"No, no, it's not." Banqin shook his head repeatedly and stepped forward quickly, "Han Langjun, that's not the case."
The maid stretched out her hand to stop her and looked at Han Yuanchao with a blank expression.
"There are many kinds of good people. It's a pity that your wife's behavior is different from that of me, Han. Please forgive me." Han Yuanchao continued.
"What's wrong with my wife's behavior?" the maid asked, raising her chin, "that you are so disgusted by Han Langjun?"
Han Yuanchao smiled.
"It's not a good idea to say this," he said.
"Hua Xin was cut off from his seat after catching gold scraps. Mr. Han must let us know why my wife is not my friend, right?" the maid said.
"Mrs. Cheng redressed her righteous brother's grievances, why didn't she go directly to the Divine Arm Bow? Instead, she gathered the people first to express her feelings." Han Yuanchao said, "What's the point of refusing to play the harp in front of the emperor and talk to others if it's not for others to listen to?"
Banqin can't answer this kind of question.
"My wife has a reason for doing this." She said in a trembling voice.
"My wife only does things based on her heart." The maid held Banqin and raised her chin and said.
Han Yuanchao smiled.
"Han does things with his heart," he said.
"Just say, do you think Feng Lin is right?" the maid asked through gritted teeth.
Han Yuanchao nodded.
"Yes." He said, "Your lord is a treacherous but loyal person, and he is not a fellow Han."
Treacherous yet loyal!
The maid's face suddenly turned red.
"Han Jun!" She pointed at Han Yuanchao and shouted.
Han Yuanchao bowed his hands and saluted, raised his feet and took a step forward. He stopped when he thought of something and looked back at his maid.
"Have Miss Banqin ever passed through Panjiang County some time ago?" he asked.
"No, I never left the capital." The maid replied coldly.
Sure enough it's not.
Han Yuanchao nodded and raised his hand again, turned around and strode open the door.
"Han Langjun, Han Langjun." Banqin shouted, walking in front of Han Yuanchao in a few steps, tears welling up in his eyes, "Why do you all treat my wife like this! Why do you all treat your wife like this!"
"Girl, it's just that we have different ways of dealing with the situation and not the person." Han Yuanchao said, while handing over his hand again, "I still want to thank you for your righteousness."
As soon as he walked out of the house, he suddenly saw a woman standing in the corridor looking over. Han Yuanchao stopped.
"Madam." Banqin ran over, covered her face and cried loudly.
Is this Mrs. Cheng?
The appearance is outstanding, the clothes are dignified, and the appearance is good.
The woman in front of him smiled slightly at him, raised her hand and bowed in salute.
Han Yuanchao hurriedly took a step away and avoided looking.
"Han doesn't dare to take it seriously," he said.
"Young master," Cheng Jiaoniang said with a slight smile, and stood up after bowing.
Han Yuanchao glanced at her.
"My wife has great talent, and I hope she can make good use of her reputation," he said.
"Han Jun, there is no need for you to teach my wife a lesson!" the maid shouted from inside the house.
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her hand to stop her and saluted Han Yuanchao again.
"Thank you sir," she said.
This woman is indeed...
Han Yuanchao nodded and stopped talking, turned around and strode away, hearing the crying of the little girl behind him getting louder.
Now that she has reached this point and gained such fame, she must have known that she would face attacks from all sides. Why did she still cry so hard? She didn't say anything too serious, at least he didn't yell at her like Feng Lin did.
kill.
Han Yuanchao frowned, looked back, and saw that the lady was still standing there, letting the little girl grab her sleeves and cry bitterly, so he stepped downstairs to block his sight.
Han Yuan mounted his horse and galloped away without looking back. After walking along the road for a while, there was a tea shop near the city gate. It was cold and there were many people coming and going to have tea.
"Sir." A young boy raised his hand to greet him.
Han Yuanchao rushed over and sat in front of a table inside.
"Is it her?" Father Han asked immediately.
"No." Han Yuanchao said, taking the hot tea bowl and warming his hands that were cold from the north wind, "Banqin said she has never left the capital."
Father Han said with a bit of disappointment.
"So what if it's her?" Han Yuanchao said, "Thank you for your kindness, but you still have to uphold morality."
Father Han nodded with a smile.
"In the Yuan Dynasty, isn't it a little unkind to do this at this time?" He asked again, "After all, it will be misunderstood as avoiding trouble."
"If you don't do it because you are afraid of being known as avoiding trouble, then what's the difference between your son and this lady?" Han Yuanchao said.
Father Han smiled, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.
"The tea soup in Beijing is indeed delicious." He smiled.
Han Yuanchao also smiled and picked up his bowl to drink tea.
"I didn't expect Feng Lin to leave so fast. We, father and son, were not too slow. We were still two days behind him in entering Beijing." Han's father said, "And I didn't expect that he would accuse Mrs. Cheng of being guilty so quickly."
"What happened on the road had already built up his anger. After arriving in Beijing, he saw Mrs. Cheng entering and exiting the palace freely, and her words that the sound of the piano was not for people to listen to, but was born to know, completely angered him," Han Yuanchao said.
For Confucian and Taoist officials, talking about ghosts and gods in front of the emperor and claiming to be a saint are indeed unbearable challenges.
"I really didn't expect this." Father Han sighed with emotion.
Before entering Beijing, the father and son were busy with official duties and studying behind closed doors. They did not hear about Mrs. Cheng in Beijing. They only learned about it after they set off on the road and among the people traveling from north to south at the inn.
They came to Beijing this time to meet the owner of Taipingju. Although they may not be able to meet him, after all, the owner may be an important minister of the dynasty, but they did not expect that everything was completely different from what they expected.
"I think maybe Mrs. Cheng is not so selfish." Father Han said in a low voice, "After all, I thought you were a kind person in such a trivial matter."
"Father, whether you are selfish or not is not something you are born with. It will change with your status." Han Yuanchao said.
Father Han opened his mouth to say something but felt that there was nothing to say.
"Actually, in the final analysis, we don't know much about Mrs. Cheng, we just heard about her," he said.
At this point, the father and son stopped talking and listened to the people around them.
"...Anyway, I think Mrs. Cheng is quite good. I don't understand why Judge Feng shouted at her to kill her. She is not corrupt and perverting the law..."
"...How is she doing well?"
As soon as he said this, his voice paused for a moment, and then there were random sounds, which were nothing more than treating diseases, making wine, writing, magic arms and bows, etc.
"There are three rules for treating diseases, and one life she saves is worth thousands of gold. So how many people have been treated? Rather than saying that it can cure diseases, it is more sensational and sensational. In fact, this effect is
She also achieved it, and her fame suddenly grew."
"Let's talk about wine. It is said that the soul of the sworn brother is sacrificed on the road. In fact, the wine still has to be drunk by strangers, and the strangers are indeed attracted by the crowd."
"As for writing, she only writes and does not teach. The divine arm and bow are presented to the court in the name of a congratulatory gift after her wish came true, not for the sake of the king and the country."
"Father, let's take a closer look at the things she did and was talked about and preached about. Which one of them was not done with a purpose in mind?"
"The villagers are ignorant and only watch the fun, but the ministers in the court are not just watching the fun. They may be bullied for a while, but they will not be bullied forever. I believe that many people are dissatisfied with Mrs. Cheng's approach.
, even the emperor is probably taboo, otherwise how could the Queen Mother say what she said? It’s just that she has selfish motives, others also have selfish motives, the emperor has even more selfish motives, no one wants to say it, now is there anyone?
Selfish Feng Lin..."
Han Yuanchao said this and put down the tea bowl.
Father Han smiled and shook his head.
"What a pity, what a pity," he said.
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"What a pity? What's the pity?"
Feng Lin put down the memorial in his hand and said Mumu, looking at Lu Zheng sitting in front of him.
"Zhongcheng, Mrs. Feng is really talented. Are you doing this too well?" Lu Zheng said.
Feng Lin smiled coldly.
"A great talent? Her heart is not right, but great talent can actually cause harm." He said, "She can use her talent to redress the grievances of her sworn brother, she can use her talent to benefit her relatives, she can use her talent to win over and confuse the emperor, so it's okay to not use this kind of talent."
"Even if she had selfish motives, she didn't do anything bad. Instead, she allowed the court to eliminate Jiang Wenyuan and other mediocre generals, and strengthened our army. These are all great achievements," Lu Zheng said.
"Great achievements?" Feng Lin picked up the memorial again and said while reading it, "Before Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, he also made many great achievements and everyone praised him."
Lu Zheng was stunned and laughed again.
"Zhongcheng, if you can compare me to Wang Mang, that lady is worth it," he said.
Feng Lin didn't realize what he was saying until he said a word. It was too much for a mere woman to mention Wang Mang.
He himself also laughed.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.
Feng Lin and Lu Zheng were old and close friends, but they were overjoyed to meet again after three years and both were serving in the Yushitai.
"Kuanzhi, you have changed a lot." Lu Zheng poured the tea himself and handed it to Feng Lin and said.
Feng Lin took the tea and took a sip, looking in one direction.
"I got this life by luck, otherwise I would have been a skeleton by now." He said.
Three years ago, the inn was almost burned to death. I still feel frightened when I think about it. Lu Zheng nodded.
"And I, Feng Lin, am still alive now, but this life is no longer my own." Feng Lin continued, "The person who saved me refused to accept my thanks, saying that it was only because of myself that he saved me.
, so I made an oath at that time that I would not be afraid of death or life, I would make the best use of this God-given life gift, and I would never sacrifice my life for the country and the people, in order to repay the great kindness of my benefactor."
Lu Zheng nodded and took a sip of tea. He naturally knew about Feng Lin's rescue.
"Moreover, she not only saved my life, but also taught me how to speak and be an official." Feng Lin continued.
Lu Zheng choked on a sip of tea and coughed repeatedly.
"Kanzhi!" he shouted, hurriedly wiping his mouth with his sleeve and looking at Feng Lin with a smile, "So you can still joke."
"I'm not joking." Feng Lin said seriously, "In less than half an hour that night, I heard and saw enough to benefit me throughout my life."
Lu Zheng looked at him and wanted to laugh but felt helpless.
"Okay, okay, let me tell you why you have changed so much in the past three years." He said, "So you have met a master of one skill."
Feng Linsurong nodded.
"This master is still a woman." Lu Zheng said with a smile.
"Everyone can be a teacher, regardless of age or sex," Feng Lin said.
Lu Zheng looked at him and couldn't help but smile.
"That benefactor is also a woman." He said, "Ms. Cheng is also a woman..."
"How can she compare with my benefactor?" Feng Lin interrupted him and said, "My benefactor is so generous and righteous. How can she be compared with this woman who boasts about ghosts and gods!" (To be continued)
