Chapter 131 Throw a stone and count the waves

"Mr. Guo, what should we do about this?"

In Songzhou City, Xiao Rong asked the Mr. in white with great distress. This Sima Zhaoyun caused trouble. The rouge restaurant opened by his father Sima Congde is even a place for roosters and dogs to steal. However, due to the scattered rider who was in the middle of the court, he has been turning a blind eye and turning a blind eye.

But now this unknown thing has actually provoked scholars, and it is still the son of Suiyang Academy. Not to mention the king of Qi, it is not a small matter that officials are eager for talent.

What's more, the situation in front of us is still written by blood.

literati are all high-level people. Of course, Xiao Rong, who used to be a scholar, understands that if they can't handle it well, Bian Liang is leaning on Songzhou, and they are likely to go to sue.

The terrible thing is that the spring is coming, and it is likely to attract scholars**.

So, Xiao Rong has a headache.

There is a little silence in the room, but the scribe in white is not as worried as Xiao Rong. He looked at thezhuang and then smiled, "Lord Xiao, this is sending you wealth. What else can you worry about?"

"What's the interpretation of Mr. Guo's words?"

There was no response, but circled the four words 'sanqi Changshi' on the certificate, "If you go to him, there will be a mirror in the heart of the official family."

After saying that, he left, and Xiao Rongxin also beat violently.

He was originally an old minister of the Jin Dynasty. Of course, he knew the master's heart, but now he was called again. He immediately opened it. He quickly called the left and right entourage and began to interrogate Sima Zhaoyun, who was imprisoned in prison.

Sima Zhaoyun was originally a soft bone. He roared in prison for a long time, but he didn't see his uncle, who was a regular waiter, come to rescue him. Naturally, all of them were called out.

Therefore, before dawn, those yamen captured Sima Congde and a company of people who were about to go to Bianliang by car. The sound of crying suddenly made the silent dawn lively, and the people who heard the news all clapped their hands and cheered.

"Inspector, the Sima family of the Rouge Hall was confiscated by the governor of Songzhou!"

Yang Yanzhao, who was doing morning exercises in the yard, heard the return of the two poisonous and scorpion team members sent out last night, and immediately stopped. Ba Mei and others looked happy.

"Catch it well. Let's see who dares to do evil in the future!"

Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but be a little surprised that the Sima family could force Liang to be a prostitute in Songzhou City for many years. It must be someone in the court to protect him.

But now, the governor of Songzhou City is so thunderous. Is it just that the blood book or is the governor hanging in the sky?

Of course, Yang Yanzhao will not naively believe that if the Songzhou governor sought blessings for the people, the Sima family should have been eradicated long ago, let alone his own blood book.

The only thing that can be explained is the biggest support of the Sima family. There is something wrong with the Sanqi Changshi.

Song Zhoucheng is close to Bianliang. Of course, the governor is Zhao Guangyi's cronies. The arrest of the Sima family only shows that the scattered horse often stands in the wrong team, and his complaint is just a fuse.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Yanzhao figured out the problem, but the fight in the court was not what he, an outsider, could do. Sima Congde and his son do a lot of evil, and they will definitely die. The remaining rouge hall is worth considering.

Since the brothel exists, it is naturally necessary. Yang Yanzhao does not intend to work hard to destroy the hooks of the Song Dynasty with his own efforts.

That is also extremely unrealistic.

What he can do is to take over these wind and moon places as much as possible, be kind to those women who fall into the wind and dust, and secretly establish a news collection place.

After all, these days, romantic things are talked about by people, and these romantic things are probably related to the brothel. Therefore, from scholars and doctors to ordinary people, as long as they have money in their hands, they can't help thinking about the joy of dew.

So, where can I get the fastest and most accurate news?

It's not a teahouse or a storyteller on the street, but a brothel that people don't like.

After thinking about it for a moment, Yang Yanzhao asked the rest of the people to continue the morning exercise, but he took He Yu to the study and said some calculations.

At this time, Bianliang, not far from Songzhou, did surge in an undercurrent.

"Zhao Taibao, thank you very much for your two ink treasures of Wang and Yan Ergong."

In the study, Zhao Tingmei looked at the handwriting that had been edged and hung on the wall and whispered to Zhao Pu, who was holding tea and drinking slowly.

"I'm just willing to gamble and lose. Maybe one day, the subordinates can win them back, don't you think so?"

Hearing the words, Zhao Tingmei turned her head and said, "Zhao Taibao said that there is this opportunity now. I don't know if the old insurance is willing to make a bet?"

"I don't know what the prince is referring to?"

Seeing that he was so understated, Zhao Tingmei could only curse in her heart. The matter of Yang Yanzhao's angry accusation of Sima Congde and his son was already known to the government and the public. How could Zhao Pu not know?

But at present, it is indeed asking for people. Zhao Tingmei should not be angry. She can only come straight to the point, "Laobao, I want to keep Simapin."

He picked up the cup and took a sip again. Zhao Pu shook his head, "Your Highness, I know the reason for the anger of the official family in the early morning. This matter is difficult..."

Hearing this, Zhao Tingmei smiled and said, "If the old Taibao has any requirements, just say that I remember that day."

Zhao Pu's half-squinted eyes seemed to be widened a lot, and he half closed again for a moment. "Since the prince said so, the subordinate should try his best, but can you keep Lord Sima..."

"The position of the Sanqi Changshi doesn't matter, but Sima Pin's life must be saved."

"With the prince's words, the subordinate has some moderation in his heart."

"Then thank you very much. On another day, I will order someone to return the borrowed Mobao of the king and Yan Ergong to the house."

"It's your help."

An hour later, in the Wende Hall, Zhao Pu, dressed in official clothes, stood on one side and sat high. Zhao Guangyi, the ninth five-year-old master of the Song Dynasty, had a cold light on his face.

"According to Zhao Taibao's meaning, shouldn't I dispose of this Simapin?"

"When I go back to the official family, the Sima family has been doing evil in Songzhou City for many years. If it is studied in depth, I'm afraid it will be widely implicated. This Sima Pin has followed the previous emperor for many years, so the old minister is foolish to put the Sima and his son to death and give it to the people of the world.

As for Sima Congde, the official family can remember his hard work for half of his life, keep him to live for a few years, and can also show the benevolence and righteousness of the official family and love all officials.

Zhao Guangyi's face was a little heavier. Zhao Pu said these words. In his ear, only the word 'the minister of the former emperor', and because of these four words, he did not immediately order the execution of Sima Pin.

Although Sanqi Changshi is only a minister of the third grade, as the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he can deal with it with it, but Sima Pin has followed Taizu for many years, with a different sign of 'the minister of the former emperor'.

It has been more than a long time to ascend the throne, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe, but there are still ministers of Emperor Taizu in the dynasty. It is absolutely impossible to sweep it. It can only be done slowly.

The blue veins on his forehead wrinkled. For a long time, Zhao Guangyi slowly opened his mouth, "According to Zhao Taibao, in addition to the position of Sima Pin Sanqi Changshi, he went back to his hometown Qingzhou to be a master book for retirement."

"The official saint."

Zhao Guangyi was not interested in Zhao Pu's reputive words and stared at him for a long time, "Zhao Taibao, do you know why I want to recall you from Heyang?"

"The officials opened their minds, and the old minister was grateful."

"Zhao Taibao, this is not like you at the beginning. At that time, you were going to kill me and get rid of it quickly."

Zhao Pu hurriedly knelt on his knees and shouted, "I'm afraid!"

Zhao Guangyi waved his sleeves with disgust, "Zhao Taibao, I use you because you know how to be a minister. It's useless to say more things. Remember, this Song Dynasty is my, and you can only be my courtiers!"

He bowed and withdrew from the Wende Hall. A trace of contempt flashed at the corners of Zhao Pu's mouth, which was panicked. Even if he was now in the situation of cunning rabbits and dead dogs, who could have expected who the victory or defeat would belong to before the last step?