Gao Qiu narrowed his eyes, considered carefully for a long time, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his head.
"After all, it was their family's baby that was injured. It is only natural for them to cry to the officials."
"But Zhang'er is safe and sound, and he even made some use of the topic to make a good deal.
As a father, I enter the palace at this time, but it seems that I am getting an advantage and being good, so I might as well forget it..."
After hearing his master's scheming analysis, Fukang saluted him with sincerity. "The master is wise."
"What kind of wisdom is this? After all, Zhang'er is still smart..."
Gao Qiu stroked his long beard and reviewed it carefully. From beginning to end, Zhang'er was not harmed by a single hair.
But he appeared at the most critical moment, and took the opportunity to force the Kaifeng Mansion to bow its head and give the most favorable judgment to its side.
What they paid for was some of the property of the Kaifeng Metal Workshop, and the physical pain suffered by Liulang of the Cai family and Dalang Tong.
However, what he got was that Zhao Fujin, the head of the iron guild, was directly captured and imprisoned, and there will never be a chance to make a comeback.
Even the workshop he has been running for most of his life has become a trophy of the Kaifeng Metal Workshop.
There was also a position at the head of the ironware shop, which was also handed over to the shopkeeper of the Kaifeng Metal Workshop as compensation.
This is equivalent to a trick for all the shopkeepers of the ironware shops in Bianliang, Tokyo, and their backends.
"Zhang'er has done what he should do. Next, it's up to us elders to move around..."
I saw my master standing up with a smile on his face, moving his hands and feet while muttering meaningfully.
Fukang's mouth tilted and he almost laughed out loud. That's right, the young master is too young after all, he is still a child.
Many things can only be done according to the rules, and they don't understand how dark the officialdom is.
Next, the master, Prime Minister Cai, and Tong Zhongguan will all express their presence.
Coupled with the official who is currently on the verge of reform, haha...
I am afraid that next time, there will inevitably be another turmoil in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty.
My master still has a bottom line. As for the traitor Cai Jing and the powerful eunuch Tong Guan, these two are really ruthless and ruthless in their actions, leaving no room for mercy.
But that's good, with these elders taking action, the young master Gao Zhang has an excellent reputation in Tokyo.
Then we can continue to carry out the armaments reform ordered by the officials in a safe and sound manner.
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Dr. Xu stood in despair at the door of the residence of the Minister of Industry, looking at the door that could not be knocked open.
There was also the impatient scolding coming from behind the door. At this moment, he felt as if he had been poured down by a bucket of ice water.
He walked in the empty alleyway with a somewhat staggering step.
The lanterns were already hung high, and the house must have been in chaos at this moment, but I really had no way to turn to him.
The two ministers, as well as the minister, all rejected him. Where else could he go next?
I thought about how I knelt down and begged at the door of Prime Minister Cai's Mansion, only to be beaten away with a stick by the servants of Prime Minister Cai's Mansion.
Feeling like a bereaved dog now, Xu Langzhong couldn't help but look sad, with tears in his eyes, as he looked at the crooked-neck tree not far away, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the belt beside his waist...
At this moment, I heard a rush of footsteps approaching from far away.
The dim light of the lantern shone in this direction, and soon, Minister Xu heard a voice of relief.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Xu, you have made it so difficult for me to wait..."
"Who are you looking for?" Xu Langzhong narrowed his eyes and looked over there.
As the lantern came closer, Xu Langzhong finally saw clearly: an official, followed by more than ten sturdy men.
"I am from the Imperial City Secretary General's office. Today, I have been ordered by my superior to come here specifically to find Doctor Xu. I am stunned to see what I am doing. Let's go..."
"Emperor, Imperial City Division?" Xu Langzhong's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips began to tremble.
"What does this officer have to do with your Imperial City Division?"
"Oh, that's a good question. I don't know. I'll know it when you get to the Imperial City Department. Take it away!"
As the imperial city secretary tilted his head, a group of subordinates pounced on him.
He immediately twisted Xu Langzhong, Xu Langzhong struggled desperately and wanted to scream loudly.
Just after shouting twice, the back of his head hurt, and he collapsed limply, letting those people drag him away.
At the moment when he lost consciousness, Xu Langzhong had only one thought in his mind: It's over...
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Tong Guan's face was flattered, and he thanked the official Zhao Ji profusely, and then left slowly.
Yang Jian sent him to the entrance of the palace. Tong Guan slowed down his steps and turned his head. He saw that the official had turned around and was admiring the calligraphy and painting works in the palace.
Taking advantage of this gap, he whispered a few words to Yang Jian, and then listened to Yang Jian and got the answer he needed.
Tong Guan nodded deeply towards Yang Jian, turned around and headed straight towards the palace gate.
Yang Jian looked at Tong Guan's leaving figure, and then thought of Cai Jing, who had just left not long ago.
There was also the official who had deliberately restrained his anger in front of his ministers.
This made Yang Jian couldn't help but smack his mouth, raised his head and looked at the moonlight in the sky. Starting tomorrow, it will really be stormy...
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Just after leaving the palace gate, Tong Guan was about to board the carriage when he saw a close associate of Prime Minister Cai running not far away and delivered a letter.
In a short time, Tong Guan and Cai Jing, a male and a female, ah no...the female prime minister and the male prime minister.
We met in an inconspicuous wine shop and stayed in a small independent room, muttering.
After staying for almost an hour, Cai Jing, who was dressed like an ordinary wealthy gentleman, left.
Soon after, Tong Guan, who had thick eyebrows and angry eyes and a sparse chin, boarded his carriage in casual clothes.
Sitting in the carriage, Tong Guan narrowed his eyes, thinking of Zhisheng returning home.
The butler took out his torn and torn clothes, which looked like rags, and showed them to him.
There were also the red and purple stick marks on Zhisheng's body, even though the child stubbornly said he didn't feel any pain.
He was even very proud of himself and boasted that he was one to ten, chasing and beating dozens of thieves by himself.
Tong Guan felt a rolling flame, which almost rushed out of the Tianling Gai and shot straight into the sky.
Those big hands full of calluses touched the sparse beard under his chin and murmured to himself.
"Our family has been worshiping Buddha all these years. It seems that these people really regard our family as the clay body in that temple."
(End of chapter)
