The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 237
Yang Chengye waved his hand and asked the waiter to step back, then looked at Uncle Fu, and asked, "Uncle Fu, who are the Zhao family?"

Uncle Fu replied: "The Zhao family is said to be the royal family, the great-great-grandson of the Taizu. Because the ancestors conspired to rebel and were suppressed, the family fortune fell."

"The current Patriarch of the Zhao family is called Zhao Yonggang. He is smart and good at making money. He is quite powerful in Jiaxing."

"The Zhao family has long been keen on the Shen family's business. After the Shen family was wiped out, they collaborated with the prefect Wang Ping and took the Shen family's property as their own."

After hearing Uncle Fu's narration, Yang Chengye's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he murmured: "The Zhao family is looking for death!"

Then Yang Chengye said to Uncle Fu: "Uncle Fu, you should rest first after eating. We will go to Yizhuang tomorrow, and let my mother and Brother Shen's family go to the ground first."

"Second Master, are you going to Zhao's house?"

Hearing this, Uncle Fu said solemnly: "There are many people in Zhaojiazhuang, and there are guards with high martial arts skills, you have to be careful!"

Yang Chengye smiled lightly and said, "I have a sense of proportion, Fu Bo, don't worry."

The four of them had dinner, and Yang Chengye asked for three guest rooms, one for himself and Meng Xian'er, one for Uncle Fu and the coachman.

After tidying up briefly, it was already dark, Yang Chengye and Meng Xian'er left the inn and went to the magistrate's yamen.

At this time, the yamen of the prefect of Jiaxing was closed, and it was pitch black inside. The two stone statues in front of the gate were majestic and majestic.

Bi An, also known as Charter, is a legendary dragon son, shaped like a tiger. It was litigious throughout its life, but powerful. The tiger head-shaped decoration on the upper part of the prison gate is its portrait.

It is said that Bi An is not only eager for public justice and righteous, but also able to distinguish right from wrong and make decisions impartially. In addition, its image is majestic and majestic, so it is not only decorated on the prison gate, but also crouches on both sides of the hall of the government office.

Whenever the chief executive of the yamen sits in the hall, the chief executive's badge and the upper end of the quiet and avoiding badge have its image.

It has to be said that it is a kind of irony that there are two stone statues of Bi An in front of the Yamen of the prefect of Jiaxing.

Yang Chengye and Meng Xian'er went around the gate of the mansion, came to the wall, and entered the prefect's yamen courtyard with a light leap.

The prefect's yamen courtyard was silent, only the cicadas kept ringing.

After entering the yamen lobby, Yang Chengye and his wife came to the backyard. The backyard was simply furnished, with only one pool in which a few koi were raised.

The backyard is where the prefect lives. There is a row of houses, and one of them is still lit. The dim light is reflected on the window sill, and there are two shadow lights flickering.

Yang Chengye and Meng Xian'er looked at each other, then walked out of the window gently, and immediately heard the conversation inside.

"Brother Zhao, there's news from the capital that my clan brother has been demoted by the emperor to be the county magistrate of Qipin, and he has gone to Chaoshan to be the county magistrate. I don't think it will be easy."

At this time, a voice sounded, and the tone was mixed with anxiety and exasperation.

Another voice also sounded: "Master Wang, why are you in a hurry? Don't forget who I am? But the royal family, and the ancestor is the Taizu, even Zhao Bozong has to give a little face."

"Humph!"

The first person snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "Don't fool me, you are just a down and out royal family, if your ancestors didn't rebel, maybe your identity is still useful, now..."

"Wang Ping, don't be ignorant of what is good or bad. I said that if I protect you, I can protect you. What are you talking about here? I will ignore you if you are in a hurry, and clean up your mess yourself."

Yang Chengye could tell that one of these two was Wang Ping, the magistrate of Jiaxing, and the other was Zhao Yonggang, the head of the Zhao family.

Hearing Zhao Yonggang's words, Wang Ping immediately became anxious, but he still smiled and said: "Brother Zhao, forgive me for being rude, I am also anxious."

Zhao Yonggang said indifferently: "Do you know Zhang Jun?"

"Zhang Jun?"

Wang Ping said, "You mean Grand Master Zhang Jun?"

Zhao Yonggang nodded and said: "Yes, Zhang Jun protected the emperor from a catastrophe when Qin Hui rebelled, and now he is highly valued by the emperor. , was a smash hit."

Wang Ping was puzzled, "What does Zhang Jun have to do with you?"

Zhao Yonggang smiled "hehe" and said, "Zhang Jun has a brother-in-law named Li Zhihou. Now Li Zhihou has taken a fancy to my youngest daughter and wants to take her as a concubine. What do you think is my relationship with Zhang Jun?"

Hearing this, Wang Ping was overjoyed immediately, clasped his fists to Zhao Yonggang and said, "This is really congratulations to Brother Zhao, the future after you step down from office depends on you."

Zhao Yonggang said proudly: "Okay, now Li Zhihou is my prospective son-in-law, I think he won't ignore it."

Wang Ping laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, why didn't you say it earlier? It will make the lower officials worry in vain!"

"Come on, drink!"

As Wang Ping spoke, it was convenient for Zhao Yonggang to change the cups.

Outside the window, Yang Chengye and Meng Xian'er looked at each other, and left the magistrate's office one after another.

On the way, Yang Chengye murmured: "Li Zhihou, you'd better not stand out, otherwise I don't mind another dead soul under the sword."

Yang Chengye and Meng Xian'er returned to the inn, without talking all night, the four of them had a simple breakfast the next morning, and Yang Chengye brought Meng Xian'er and Fu Bo to the magistrate's yamen.

At this time, the gate of the magistrate's yamen was closed, and the stone statue of Bi An in front of the gate was still standing majestically.

The three of Yang Chengye came to the gate of the mansion and patted the vermilion gate vigorously.

A moment later, the door of the mansion opened a crack, and a lazily yawning head poked out, and shouted at the three of Yang Chengye: "You disturbed people's dreams early in the morning, can't you find death?"

Yang Chengye said coldly: "Let's report the crime!"

"Report?"

Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Do you understand the rules? Beat the drum first, then stand outside and wait!"

After the man finished speaking, he slammed the door shut again with a bang.

Meng Xian'er was about to get angry, but was stopped by Yang Chengye. Then Yang Chengye pulled out the drum hammer and beat the big drum in front of the mansion loudly.

Yang Chengye kept beating the drum, and after sucking it three times, he actually broke the drum, but the door of the mansion still didn't open.

Yang Chengye kicked the gate of the mansion away, and at the same time entered the gate of the mansion with Meng Xian'er and Uncle Fu.

"I said you..."

The three of them had just entered the gate of the mansion when a lazy middle-aged man came out of the house next to him and was about to scold them when he suddenly saw the gate of the mansion collapsed and was startled.

"Come on, someone is making trouble!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then suddenly shouted in the direction of the lobby.

Not long enough, all the disheveled officials ran out from both sides of the lobby, cursing as they ran.

"Old Liu, why are you crazy? Who dares to come to the prefect's yamen to make trouble? Don't you want to live?"

"Old Liu, why don't you let people sleep if you don't sleep? Be careful that the adults will deduct your extra money."

"I think old Liu is tired and wants to leave."

A group of yamen servants complained while arranging their clothes.

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