Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Chapter 150 "You won't accept this bribe?"

"I'll take care of it now!" Wu Liang turned around and said to several subordinates.

"You guys stay at the inn first and be sure to protect Fan Siqing's safety!"

"Yes, Wu Sima!" The government officials held their fists and stood guard along both sides of the inn door.

Worried that too many guests would be unfavorable to the guards, the inn hung a closing sign and only allowed the original guests to enter and exit.

Seeing Fan Xin practicing swordplay in the backyard, Zhou Tong, who was thinking about redressing his grievances, his eyes lit up and he strode over.

"My brother is good at swordsmanship. He looks like he belongs to a wealthy family."

"Fan Siqing thanks you for your praise. I just waved it twice casually."

After handing the golden dragon sword to Zhang Huan, Fan Xin picked up a towel and wiped his face and asked with a smile.

"The temple minister is frowning. Is there something on your mind?"

"Well, it's not just deserters. Now everyone in the government and the public feels that it was the soldiers who were greedy for life and fear of death that led to the defeat to the Khitans."

Indicating Fan Xin to sit down, Zhou Tong sighed.

"I really don't know what to do."

Fan Xin heard about deserters several times in the past two days, so he was curious.

"The defeat to the Khitans is an indisputable fact, and it is also a fact that there were a large number of deserters. Is there anything wrong?

Zhou Tong glanced at Fan Xin in surprise.

"On the surface, nothing seems wrong, but in fact, it's not the case at all?"

"When the army went to Yingzhou, they specially received a batch of brand-new armor and weapons from the Ministry of War. Unexpectedly, when the two sides fought, all the weapons broke, and even the Khitan leather armor could not be penetrated."

"The most irritating thing is that the armor on the brothers is like paper. The Khitan people only need to cut it lightly to get to the point."

"The brothers didn't want to die in vain, so they came back to appeal to the court. However, the various yamen did not dare to accept the case. Instead, they were charged with fleeing from the battlefield."

"You said there is no justice in this world. Sometimes I really want to run away, but when I think of my brother who died in vain..."

Fan Xin didn't listen to Zhou Tong's next words. At this moment, the murderous intention in his heart surged like a torrential flood.

He never dreamed that Yingzhou's defeat would involve so many reasons.

I never expected that these audacious beasts would dare to resell military supplies and pass them off as substandard goods!

If this continues, won't more soldiers die at the hands of the enemy?
At this point, Fan Xin said in a deep voice: "What does the temple minister plan to do?"

"I want to try a few more yamen." Zhou Tong hesitated and said.

Although he has never been in the officialdom, he also knows that the Ministry of War is one of the six ministries, and it is as difficult as going to heaven to sue corrupt officials there.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xin smiled and said: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing."

"I believe that as long as the temple minister dares to face injustice directly, he will definitely get help from God."

"Go ahead and file the complaint boldly. As a temple minister, there are probably not many yamen in the world who dare not accept your petition!"

Zhou Tong smiled bitterly and thought to himself that if I were really Fan Xin, I wouldn't be as helpless as I am now.

However, the two got along very briefly and he did not intend to tell the other party his true identity.

"Thank you for your comfort, brother. I'll go back and think about it again. I'll talk about it later when I've thought about it."

"Okay, let me know when you have made your decision, and I will personally help you write a confession."

When they met Fan Xin, who was eating, he was about to stand up and leave when a figure walked into the yard and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, Wu Liang, has met Fan Siqing. Do you think your stay is comfortable?"

Looking at Wu Sima with a flattering look on his face, Zhou Tong felt angry.

"You're so comfortable, I can hardly afford to live in a room with five copper coins.

Hearing these words, Wu Sima smiled even more enthusiastically.

Before coming, he heard from Peng Changshi that Fan Xin was an honest official and even the clothes were made by the Queen Mother herself.

Now it seems that just like the rumors, Fan Xin does not have much money in his hands.

After thinking about this, Wu Sima smiled and said.

"Fan Siqing has worked hard for the country, how can I let you not even be able to stay in an inn?"

"Come on, bring the things in!"

After saying this, four government servants walked into the yard carrying two large boxes.

"This is……"

Zhou Tong looked at the big box and swallowed, breathing quickly.

"Fan Siqing, this is the idea of ​​Peng Changshi and Xiaguan. With this thing, you can stay in the inn as long as you want." "Huh, isn't it just a few stinky money? It seems like I have never seen it before. of."

"Carry your things into the room and you can go."

"Your Majesty understands."

Wu Sima winked at several government officials, who carried the box into the room, and then the group left the inn.

After watching the official leave, Zhou Tong pulled Fan Xin into the room, closed the door, and then opened the lid of the box with trembling hands.

When the gleaming gold appeared in front of the two of them, Zhou Tong was stunned.

Then he showed a greedy smile.

The gold was at least several thousand taels, enough for the couple to spend several lifetimes.

Forcibly suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Zhou Tong grabbed a handful of gold and handed it to Fan Xin.

"Brother, this gold is to thank you for your help to me."

"Put it away and run for your life. Don't imitate official seals and fish charms in the future. That is a serious crime and everyone will be executed."

"By the way, could you please help me hire a carriage? I have to go back to my hometown and won't be back for a while."

Looking at Zhou Tong who couldn't hide his excitement, Fan Xin smiled slightly.

"Just now, the temple minister was worried that he had no way to seek help, and now he is collecting dirty money from corrupt officials. Aren't you afraid that the money will come from those soldiers who died in vain?"

After patting Zhou Tong who was frozen in place, Fan Xin strode out of the room.

Zhang Huan and others walked over and asked in a low voice.

"Si Qing, do you want to arrest me?"

"Catch him, pretending to be an official and asking for bribes. We can't keep this kid anymore."

Just when Zhang Huan pulled out the knife, the door was knocked open with a bang.

Zhou Tong came out and gasped.

"Brother, you are right, this gold is stained with the blood of brothers, I cannot accept it!"

"Please send a few people to return the gold to the Luozhou government."

"The stupid Wu Sima is too contemptuous of others. I, the dignified minister of Dali Temple, have never seen anything like this!"

Fan Xin's eyes flashed with surprise, and he couldn't believe it.

"You don't want the money anymore?"

Zhou Tong waved his hands and said.

"No, I'm going to file a complaint with the Sanfa Department to seek justice for those brothers who died in vain."

"If I can't come back, please give me a bite of food."

"please!"

After saying this, Zhou Tong bowed solemnly to Fan Xin with an extremely firm attitude.

Fan Xin looked at him deeply, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Huan, bring me a pen. I want to write a petition to Fan Siqing!"

"Yes!"

After half a stick of incense, Fan Xin blew on the ink and handed the paper to Zhou Tong.

"Fan Siqing, there is only so much I can do to help you, and now you have to rely on yourself!"

"Thank you!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Looking at Zhou Tong's leaving figure, Zhang Huan sighed.

"Master Si, this man is a bit like you, both are masters who know what cannot be done but do it.

"How can he, a common man, win against a government office like the Ministry of War?"

Fan Xin withdrew his gaze and threw the Golden Dragon Sword to him and said calmly.

"Although Zhou Tongyou's official handwriting can be passed through without any obstruction, there is no guarantee that the accepting yamen will not be perfunctory."

"Go ahead and take my golden dragon sword to mobilize a thousand-niu guard to protect Zhou Tong."

"Just think of it as a kind of compensation from the imperial court to those soldiers who died in battle."

(End of this chapter)