marquis of jingan

Chapter 320 Weak and easy to deceive!

Fan Shilang let out a long sigh.

He cupped his hands to Zhao Changping and said: "Brother Zhao, Nizi had some discord with Mr. Shen back then, which is why there is a misunderstanding today. Please, brother Zhao, let my younger brother meet Mr. Shen and explain clearly in person..."

"My little brother asked Nizi to kowtow to Mr. Shen to make amends."

"Explain clearly?"

Zhao Shilang looked calm and glanced at Fan Chu.

"Brother Fan, do you know who came forward to stop my nephew when my nephew Ling and the fourth girl from the Zhao family beat my nephew?"

He sneered slightly: "It's the inner guard."

"According to Zhao, Brother Fan doesn't need to clarify with my nephew. It's better to enter the palace immediately and clarify with His Majesty."

Zhao Shilang said indifferently: "Otherwise, Brother Fan will immediately call for the military department, take the initiative to ask for a battle, and go to the front to repel the Qi people. Most of today's affairs can be left alone."

Zhao Shilang's words still carried a bit of yin and yang.

What he meant was that the Zhao family had people fighting on the front line, and the court would not be able to move them for a while, but no one from your Fan family was fighting on the front line.

Fan Chu's complexion became very ugly.

He lowered his eyebrows and said: "Brother Zhao, it's not a big deal for children to fight and fight. You and I are colleagues in the same dynasty who are officials. Why bother to fight so stiffly?"

The second generation in Jiankang City had a lot of conflicts. They fought with each other, and even lay in bed for several months. In the end, most of them just apologized, and it would not rise to the adults.

Zhao Shilang chuckled.

"Brother Fan is quite right. If nephew Ling beat up those useless sons of my family, broke their legs and lay on the bed and couldn't get up, Zhao would at most ask your Fan family for medical expenses, and then Let the younger generation handle it by themselves, but the one who was injured today is a new scholar, a student of the Son of Heaven..."

Zhao Shilang was expressionless: "When he was awarded Jinshi's background in Huagai Palace, he was already an official of the imperial court. Brother Fan was born as a Jinshi on the second list. You should understand that once you have been awarded your background, you will be an official."

He looked at Fan Chu coldly.

"But today, he went out at Jiming Temple and didn't offend anyone. If the inner guards didn't stop him, he might be beaten into a disability by those people!"

"He hasn't been appointed yet!"

Zhao Changping's voice was full of anger: "Brother Fan couldn't be unaware that if he was injured today, his arms and legs, leaving him disabled, his future in this life would be ruined!"

When the Ministry of Officials selects officials, there are strict requirements.

One of them is naturally the educational requirements, and the other is to have sound limbs, not stuttering, not too short, or even too ugly.

If Shen Yi was disabled by someone today, his life would really be ruined.

In the end, Zhao Changping was already stern.

"Fan Yu, you are also a Jinshi of the second rank, and you are also a civil servant! Think about it, after you have won the Jinshi, you were beaten by the generals for no reason, and even almost broke, what would you think!"

Zhao Shilang's simple sentence escalated the nature of this matter from "a brawl in the yamen" to "a confrontation between civil and military forces".

Civil officials and military officials never urinate in the same pot.

To be exact, the civil servants look down on those warriors.

In the entire Great Chen court, only Zhao Clan and his family were the generals, who jumped out of this chain of contempt.

Therefore, although the civil servants have nothing to do with the Zhao family, and they are polite to them on the surface, they will inevitably feel a little unhappy in their hearts.

If the Fan family can be nailed to the Zhao clan this time, it will be very difficult for the Fan family to get along in the civil service circle.

Fan Shilang turned his head and glared at his nephew viciously, his face turned blue.

He was very angry.

He knew about Fan Dongcheng's friendship with Mr. Zhao Zhao Zhuo. After all, it was very difficult for Fan Dongcheng to hide anything from him, the Minister of Punishment, for such a long time.

But he didn't ask much.

Firstly, Fan Dongcheng is not his own son after all, and secondly, it is not a big deal for juniors to make friends with each other.

It's not a big deal for Fan Dongcheng and Zhao Zhuo to go out and eat in brothels, after all, it's not Fan Shilang himself who went to visit Zhao's house.

And Fan Dongcheng "hooked up" the daughter of the Zhao Clan, Fan Shilang didn't know about it.

But today, Fan Dongcheng and that Zhao Clan's daughter beat Shen Yi up, that was an even more outrageous move.

What's more terrible is that the servant of the household department in front of him is obviously unwilling to calm down the matter, and he is also unwilling to make a big problem into a small one. Instead, he wants to make things big, to the extent that he seriously threatens his political life.

Fan Shilang suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Zhao, kneel down and kowtow to make amends!"

Fan Dongcheng was also frightened to the extreme at this moment, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed endlessly.

Zhao Shilang turned his body sideways and did not receive Fan Dongcheng's courtesy. He looked at Fan Chu and said indifferently: "Brother Fan, your nephew ruined the reputation of my academy in Jiangdu last time. I saw it for your sake and did not pursue it. Go on, and this time he has gone too far, almost pushing you to the point of suicide and civil servants."

"This time, it depends on luck."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shilang turned around with his hands behind his back, ignored his uncle and nephew, and left directly.

Fan Chu stood where he was, without speaking for a long time.

Fan Dongcheng was standing behind him, trembling, not daring to breathe. Seeing that Fan Chu was silent, he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Uncle Wu, it wasn't me who wanted to hit Shen Yi, but that Miss Zhao Si who insisted on hitting him." Shen Yi..."

Fan Shilang sighed helplessly: "You can only tell me what you said."

He looked back at Fan Dongcheng, his tone full of exhaustion: "In the past few months, Uncle Wei hasn't paid much attention to you, because the official department has vacated a position of servant, and Uncle Wei is trying to get this position, but you are fine. I haven't paid attention to you for a while, you gave Uncle Wei such a big surprise."

Fan Dongcheng shrank his neck, not daring to speak.

Fan Shilang was a little haggard all over, he sighed and said: "Forget it, I can't control you anymore, and I may not be able to control you in the future, and you don't want to go to the Imperial Prison, go to my house first, and I will find someone to send you off in a few days." Go back to Jiangdu and let the elder brother discipline you."

After finishing speaking, Fan Chu left with his hands behind his back.

Fan Dongcheng followed for two steps, then stopped and asked, "Where are you going, Uncle Wu?"

"Where?"

Fan Chu stopped, glanced back at his nephew, and said in a muffled voice, "Where else can I go? Go to the palace to kowtow to His Majesty, and apologize to His Majesty!"

At this time, Fan Chu had to enter the palace to meet the emperor.

Not an apology, but an explanation.

Explain that his younger generation is ignorant, and explain that this matter has nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Fan Shilang snorted: "Go back to Jiangdu and wait for me first, maybe it won't be long, and Uncle will go back to Jiangdu to take care of himself!"

After finishing speaking, Fan Shilang strode away.

His words are a bit exaggerated.

Because although this matter is not small, as long as he enters the palace and makes it clear to the emperor, and admits his mistakes sincerely, it is not enough to dismiss him, a six-part minister-level court boss, at most it will affect his future. The difficulty of climbing has increased a little.

On this day, Fan Shilang entered the palace and waited for half an hour at the gate of Ganlu Hall before finally meeting His Majesty.

After meeting the emperor, Fan Shilang knelt on the ground, weeping, accusing his family of an ignorant and unfilial son, who worked hard in his ministry and neglected to discipline him...

The little emperor didn't show any expression during the whole process, he just gave him a few words of exhortation, and then let him leave.

Because the transfer of personnel at the level of Liubu Shilang cannot be decided by anyone, not even the emperor.

In other words, the immature emperor can't do it now.

I want everyone to discuss it.

Moreover, to the emperor, Shen Yi's beating was not a big deal, but at this point in time, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.

But the front line is fighting, and the emperor's face can be lived through, or not.

After being a kowtower in Ganlu Hall for a while, Fan Shilang left Ganlu Hall in embarrassment.

After walking out of the Ganlu Hall, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment folded his hands in his sleeves, his eyes were a little gloomy.

"Zhao Zhi... don't think that Fan is weak and easy to deceive...!"

(End of this chapter)