In Zhao Shouzheng's room, the incense sticks had burned out, and the white soot fell into the copper furnace.

Of course, Zhao Hao hopes that the old man can recover, but he knows that since the Ming Dynasty has been in Hongzhi, 'the plan is to repel those who have not recovered'. Even if they are falsely accused and deposed during the investigation, they should not make an exception to prevent the destruction of the important canons of the investigation.

So he was not as optimistic as Zhao Jin, and when he heard this, he shook his head and said: "My grandfather went down to Jingcha, and if he wants to turn over, he is afraid that it will be difficult to climb to the sky." ”

"The virtuous brother only knows one thing, but he doesn't know the other. When you weren't there, my uncle had told me about my uncle in detail, although he was dismissed because of Jingcha, but the reason for the dismissal was old ......" But seeing Zhao Jin smiled faintly, he regained his former composure and wisdom, and only heard him say leisurely: "There is a flower head here, I don't know if the virtuous brother has thought about it." ”

"Well, there is no ......" Zhao Hao scratched his head a little embarrassed, the so-called paper is finally shallow, and he still lacks enough experience in the twists and turns of these Ming officialdom.

"Then brother, you can take a closer look." Zhao Jin is not surprised, Zhao Hao is a family scholar, and he can't understand everything, right? He hurriedly seized the difficult opportunity and explained to the wise virtuous brother: "According to the rules, the 'old' and 'sick' people in Jingcha should be ordered to retire, even if they are not given enough dignity, at least they can live with a crown and leisure, right?" ”

"But the strange thing is that the uncle actually fell into a dismissal and left Beijing within a time limit. This is a punishment for those who are 'careless' and 'soft', and it is obviously too heavy to be imposed on the uncle. But what's even more strange is that my uncle didn't say a word and accepted it happily, I think most of them have an element of performance. ”

"Brother is talking about bitter meat tricks?" Zhao Hao's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he suddenly felt that there was really such a possibility. In fact, he also occasionally thought about how his grandfather, who had been in the sea for 30 years, could fall because of a crime that was not very important? And it has left people destitute and scattered.

Isn't that scientific......

But when Zhao Hao first came to your realm, he couldn't figure out the situation, he just thought that it was because Jingcha was particularly strict this year, but when he heard Zhao Jin say this, he immediately understood. Grandma's, the old man is a strong man with a broken wrist, and retreats as advance!

Our old Zhao is so miserable, if Lao Gao still holds on, I'm afraid he will be angry.

"That's how it should be. And I heard me say in the same year that the tragic experience of my uncle caused a lot of shock in Jingshi, and some people complained about him. This time, Kedao impeached Gao Gong together, and it was not without this reason in it......"

Zhao Jin said angrily: "In short, there is no absolute, when the foolish brother official is reinstated, he will immediately participate in Gao Gong's use of public weapons and personal revenge, maybe he can make His Majesty open the net......"

"Don't!" Zhao Hao's hair stood on end when he heard this, and he said in his heart Just my grandfather of the Gu family, if you ask the court to re-investigate his case, how can there be a problem that can't be found? When the old man still wants to be out there? I'm afraid I'm going to eat prison food until I die.

"Why?" Zhao Jin didn't understand this joint for a while.

"I know that my brother has good intentions, but you have worked hard for more than ten years, and it is easy to get through, in case you fall into it again because of the affairs of your ancestors, then the sin will be great!" Zhao Hao hurriedly said with a sincere face: "Old brother, you must think more about yourself, don't be impulsive anymore." ”

"Besides, if the old man really has a backhand, we have to ask clearly, so it's a good helper, isn't it?"

"Brother Xian is really intimate with Brother Fool, ......" Seeing that Zhao Hao was thinking about himself, but Zhao Jin was moved, he held the little brother's hand tightly, nodded heavily, and said: "Okay, then wait for Brother Fool to gain a firm foothold and cooperate with Uncle Ancestor to slowly figure it out." ”

"As it should be!"

~~

The two chatted for a long time while they were in the mood, until Qiaoqiao knocked on the door outside to call for dinner.

It was only then that they realized that it was already noon. Only then did he come out of the east room, wash his hands and sit at the table of the Eight Immortals.

Then I saw four dishes and one soup on the table, and two bowls of fragrant rice.

The dish is scrambled eggs with shrimp and braised mandarin fish, stir-fried reed and maran head mixed with fragrant and dried fish. The soup is a soup of shepherd's cabbage balls dripping with sesame oil.

Two meat and two vegetables, refreshing and refreshing, it looks comfortable. When you taste the chopsticks, the taste is even higher than the level.

Qiaoqiao also prepared a small pot for Zhao Jin, which was very much in line with the old man's mind at the moment.

At a meal, the two people who ate it were full of praise. Zhao Jin patted his round belly and praised Qiaoqiao: "I don't want to find outsiders for the chef who thinks it is very fresh, just Qiaoqiao is in charge." ”

"I'll see it." Zhao Hao held the soup bowl and gently scooped the balls.

"My husband is looking for me to be happy, I just did it blindly, that is, you don't like it." Qiao Qiao said, as if he glanced at Zhao Hao meaningfully: "Maybe I'll be tired of eating again in two days." ”

"Why do you say again?" Zhao Jin said strangely: "The old man has eaten your breakfast for a year, and he has never been tired of it." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Hao and said, "My virtuous brother has only eaten two meals at your house, so naturally he won't get tired of it." ”

"I'm kidding." Seeing Zhao Hao's embarrassed face, Qiaoqiao covered his mouth and smiled.

~~

Zhao Jin told the secret in his heart, and the excitement dissipated. Not long after lunch, I sat there and took a nap.

"Brother Xian, go and take a break for your brother, and keep your spirits up to accompany your uncle to study at night." Zhao Jin said hello to Zhao Hao, got up and went back to the east wing for a nap.

Zhao Hao sent him to the door of the hall and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door of the wing room closed.

It's really dangerous, dangerous, dangerous, if you start two days late, this cold stove won't burn.

And I didn't expect that Zhao Jin was actually the same year as the second-in-command of the ministry. With such a powerful backstage in the DPRK, it is no wonder that he was able to rise like a rocket later.

Earned, earned.

Zhao Hao stretched out in satisfaction, he planned to continue writing in the afternoon...... Or maybe I copied the book, but when I was full, I was sleepy, so I went back to the house and prepared to squint for a while.

"I'll ......write when I get up," Zhao Gongzi thought lazily, and fell asleep after a while.

But I hadn't slept long before I heard a knock on the door outside.

Then there was the sound of the door opening by chance. "Monk, who are you looking for?"

"The female donor is polite, and the poor monk is the best friend of the Zhao donor." Then I heard a clear voice like jade hitting each other, and said, "I came to visit today." ”

"My lord is in prison, you better come back another day."

"It's okay, the poor monk is looking for your son-in-law." The voice was subdued and annoying.

Zhao Hao was completely sleepy, and when he came out with a black face, he saw a bald head shining in the sun.

Isn't it the miserablely handsome Snow Wave Mage, who is it?

"Am I that familiar with you?" For this fanatical fan poet monk, the more unconfident Zhao Hao is, the more unangry he is.

"Master Zhao don't refuse people thousands of miles away," but Xue Lang, who is usually arrogant and uninhibited, has no temper at all here. "The poor monk came this time to tell you good news."

"What's the good news?" Zhao Hao turned around and entered the house.

Xue Lang hurriedly followed, and Qiaoqiao hurriedly prepared to make tea for the two.

"Girl, please brew this tea." But I saw Xue Lang take out a small porcelain altar from under the wide robe, and smiled at Zhao Hao: "It was disrespectful to come to the door last time, this altar of purple bamboo shoots is a tribute tea donated by others, borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and apologize." ”

Zhao Hao's expression was a little gloomy at this time.

"The water temperature should not be too high, and it is better to use mountain water...... Well, when the poor monk didn't say. Xue Lang just wanted to pay attention to it habitually, but realized that it was difficult for him to be a strong man, so he turned to Zhao Hao and smiled: "Master Zhao, the poor monk of Ling Zu has already known, and he has sent a letter to Suzhou, asking Wang Yizhou, the leader of the literary league, to preside over justice for you......"

"Who?" Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and said, "Are you talking about Wang Fengzhou?" "Wang Yizhou and Wang Fengzhou are both Wang Shizhen, great writers in charge of the literary world.

"Yes, it's Wang Fengzhou." Xue Lang smiled as if he was invited: "The donor may not know that Wang Fengzhou has a very high prestige in my Great Ming Shilin, as long as he raises his arms, not only the literary world, but also the government and the opposition will sing for you together." At that time, even if you are an old court, it will be difficult to defeat the anger of the people......"

Zhao Haoxin said, you don't need to scream, Gao Gong has already committed public anger. But what's the use?

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that the Lord of the Wang League can't help much, and he himself is still begging the court, how can he make extraneous branches?" ”

"Huh?" Xue Lang was stunned, but he didn't know this.

Zhao Hao said lightly: "At this time, the leader of the Wang League should be in Beijing and ask the court to rehabilitate his father!" If you offend Gao Gong, won't everything be over? ”

Wang Shizhen's father Wang Chen was killed by Yan Song in prison, and now the court is rehabilitating the wronged ministers of the previous dynasty, and the well-informed Wang Mengzhu has already rushed to Beijing with his younger brother, asking for relationships everywhere, going to the door, trying to rehabilitate Zhaoxue for his father.

"Huh?" Xue Lang had already heard about Wang Shizhen's family, and when he heard the words, he exclaimed sadly: "Then my Ming poetry altar, won't it be dark for a while?" ”

But after a while, he re-energized and said: "But don't worry, the poor monk will definitely call for you, and you will not hesitate to do it!" ”

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