Chapter 73 This Familiar Taste

  Honglu Temple, Zhang Xiang was in a daze in the duty room.

  Hundred riders came and went. They have no right to dispose of it, so they can only report to the emperor and wait for the emperor's disposition opinion. Before that, Cheng Da arranged for a Baiqi to guard the door.

   Zhang Xiang is very quiet, so when there is a knocking sound from the next door, the sound is very clear. He looked over slowly, with excitement in his eyes.

   is three tones.

   Baiqi outside the door shouted: "Who?"

  Boom!

  The gate of the duty room next door was kicked open by Baiqi, and the long knife was unsheathed in front of him, but the room was empty, only the open windows behind were shaking.

   Baiqi's heart tightened, knowing that he had made a mistake.

   "So-and-so wants to report! So-and-so wants to see the censor!"

   Zhang Xiang's crazy shout came...

  …

   "Whose person is Huang Sheng?"

  Jia Pingan asked while controlling the galloping horse.

  Zhuque Street is very wide. Two hundred riders are galloping on horseback. It can be seen that there is an urgent matter. Passers-by just need to avoid it.

   "Huang Sheng..." Bao Dong opened his mouth, and he took a sip, "That's His Majesty's man."

"quick!"

   Jia Pingan rode his horse to Zhuque Gate, dismounted to verify his identity, and then entered the imperial city.

   "Jia Wenshu, slow down!"

   Jia Pingan is running, followed by Bao Dong.

  After entering the Ministry of Rites, a small official came to greet him, "Who are you two looking for?"

   "Doctor of the Ministry of Rites...Huang Sheng!" Jia Pingan panted.

  The little official said slowly: "Mr. Huang is discussing matters, you two can wait...uh!"

  The long knife was unsheathed and rested on the neck of the little official. Jia Ping'an said calmly: "Hundred riders are doing things, lead the way!"

  The little official was trembling, his body was leaning back, and his voice was trembling, "Your hands must be steady... steady..."

   "A certain hand is very steady, but no matter how slow you are, you can't tell."

  The little official quickened his pace, led them outside a duty room, and shouted: "Mr. Huang, Baiqi... Baiqi is here."

   There was a bang inside, and then several officials came out.

  Jia Pingan had put away the long knife and asked, "Who is Huang Sheng!"

  A middle-aged man came out calmly, "So, what are you waiting for?"

   "Talk to the valet!" Jia Pingan entered, and Huang Sheng looked at Bao Dong in astonishment.

  Bao Dong looked solemn, "Life and death are a matter of great importance."

   "Let's go on our own, and discuss later." Huang Sheng dismissed several colleagues, and then entered the value room.

   Bao Dong closed the door of the duty room behind him.

  Huang Sheng glanced back at the door, his heart trembled.

   Light squeezed in through the gaps in the doors and windows, making the room a bit dim. Jia Pingan was sitting in his seat with piercing eyes.

   "Mr. Huang, do you know Zhang Xiang?"

  When Huang Sheng heard this name, his heart turned cold, "He...what's wrong with him?"

"Zhang Xiang was arrested." Jia Pingan knew that such a high-ranking official would not give up his glory and wealth, and it would be difficult to get him to admit taking bribes, so he cut to the chase: "He is from Guanlong, idiot, do you know what kind of crime you have committed?" Blunder?"

   "Impossible!" Huang Sheng hissed, "He has relations with the Shandong gentry."

"Stupid!" Jia Ping'an was burning with anxiety, but he could only pretend to be calm, "He corrupted more than three hundred yuan of public funds just to get you to go whoring women in brothels, but the women didn't go whoring, but Zhang Xiang was arrested because of this, and then You are the one to catch!"

  Huang Sheng took a step back, his face turned pale: "He just wants to seek the position of the member of the Ministry of Rites, Wai Lang, so... so..."

   Zhang Xiang was arrested and told about corruption and entertaining guests. There is no room for change in this matter.

"This is Mingxiu plank road, secretly keeping Chencang! Zhang Xiang is just a **** for sacrifice." Jia Pingan saw that he was in a mess, and said in a low voice: "The people in Guanlong just want to get rid of you, and then arrange their own people to take control Imperial examination, can His Majesty tolerate this kind of thing? You made a big mistake, and someone asked you, do you want to die or live?"

  Huang Sheng choked up and said, "I'm sorry Your Majesty, I want to live!"

   "Bao Dong!"

   "Here!" Bao Dong outside the door was already admired by Jia Ping'an's operation, and he was astonished.

   "You go to Baiqi to find the school captain and Shao Peng. You need 400 guan. You have to hurry up and tell the school captain that you have to grab it. Also, pay attention to the censors, and find a way to intercept those censors before Huang Sheng enters the palace."

   "Someone has gone."

   Bao Dong ran all the way to Baiqi, just when Tang Xu and Shao Peng were there.

   "Lieutenant, Shao Zhongguan."

   "What's the matter?" Tang Xu was drinking tea with Shaopeng, "This tea tastes better when you cook it."

  Shao Peng also nodded.

   "A matter of urgency."

   In one sentence, the leisure and elegance of Tang Xu and Shao Peng were broken up.

"explain."

   "Jia Wenshu urgently asks Baiqi to pay 400 guan. Be quick, the sooner the better, if you can't, go grab it!"

  Tang Xu subconsciously said: "But you were arrested for playing with women?"

  Shao Peng scolded: "Bitch, you've been thinking about brothels all day, go!"

   Tang Xu went out and shouted, "Get out our private money!"

  Hundred riders swarmed out, all smiling.

   "Quick! Urgent matter!" Tang Xu looked serious, and everyone entered their rooms, and then there was a sound of demolishing the house.

  As the emperor's confidant, Baiqi often has some troubles, but men are the same in ancient and modern China and abroad, and it is almost instinctive to hide private money. Compared with home, there is no safer place than Baiqi, so everyone showed their skills, buried some here, and disguised there.

   Bao Dong was explaining, "Jia Wenshu felt that Zhang Xiang had something to do with this matter, so he went to Shangyun Tower and found the Dongzhi. Dongzhi said that Zhang Xiang spent money not for himself, but for Huang Sheng, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites."

   Tang Xu didn't respond yet, Shao Peng's face changed, "Not good! This is to get rid of Huang Sheng, Zhang Xiang is just a cover!"

  Tang Xu slapped his forehead, "This is to use Zhang Xiang to knock Huang Sheng down. No, Dong Zhi also knows that she is the one who likes to put on airs the most. How can Xiao Jia get her to talk?"

   Bao Dong said: "Jia Wenshu wrote a poem in an instant. The winter solstice was intoxicating, and the spring was full of enthusiasm. He took the initiative to send it to him, but he sat still and just asked about Zhang Xiang and Huang Sheng."

  Tang Xu couldn't help but praised: "Little Jia has great talent, and he is worthy of being my tiger. It's just that he has a bad waist."

  Shao Peng's face was ashen, "What time is it, and I still have the heart to say this, so I want to go to the palace to inform His Majesty."

   "What is the use of these four hundred guan?" someone asked.

  Shaopeng stomped his feet, "Huang Sheng took bribes, and Xiao Jia wanted him to return the stolen goods... This can reduce the guilt, but it's not enough..."

   Not long after, four hundred copper coins ranging from new to old were collected, and Shao Peng asked someone to take them with him, ready to enter the palace to ask for an audience. Behind them, Bao Dong and Tang Xu muttered another request from Jia Pingan.

   "Hiss...so flamboyant!" Tang Xu felt that Xiao Jia really deserved to be a brat, "Do as he says and let the brothers stop it."

  …

   "Li Yushi is here."

  Shaopeng, who was on the way to the palace, stopped and turned around, and saw Yu Shi Li Mo coming with a cane.

   "Oops, I got hit, and it's useless to return the four hundred guns."

   At this moment, a figure rushed out from the side and bumped into Li Mo.

  Boom!

   Li Mo's broken leg was not healed, and he was knocked down to the ground, and immediately screamed.

   "Who is that?" Shao Peng felt that God has eyes.

  The man turned around and ran away. Why is that wretched heroic figure... familiar?

   "It turned out to be Lei Hong?"

  Shaopeng thought this move was too coquettish.

   That familiar smell reminded him of Master Jia.

  …

  Master Jia asked for a ticket.

  (end of this chapter)