The prison head room.

After the meditation and filial piety copying, he admitted his mistake and went out in a daze.

The prison head asked for instructions: "There is another one, is it spread now?"

"I'm working." Shen Shixing nodded politely, but dried the meditative memorial and carefully put the previous three books into the bag. Obviously, there was no intention of showing it to Aimu.

When he was doing this, he looked at Zhao Shouzheng and saw that Zhao Erye focused on looking at the mouse in the corner, as if he was not paying attention to his movements.

Shen Zhuangyuan's heart trembled and said, "Brother Gongming has begun to hide his weakness again."

In fact, he also knew that if he didn't do this, he would get burned if he didn't do it well. Alas, there was no way. He couldn't hesitate when it was time to take action. Who made him not have such a good son?

'But after showing off his skills this time, he has to continue to hide his weaknesses like Brother Gongming, and only by being under Mr. Zhang's hands can he last for a long time.' Shen Shixing secretly alerted.

When Aimu was brought in, Shen Shixing began to persuade him to admit his mistake to Zhang Xiang, but he did not mention that Zhang Xiang wanted to return home, nor did he say that the four babies had bowed their heads...

On the contrary, he said, "I heard that the death penalty in Shaanxi was investigated last year, and only two were executed throughout the year. The censor was worried that he would not be able to pay the money, but you refused to increase the number of death sentences. Mr. Zhang also talked to you personally, but you still did not change and was finally fined for half a year."

"No," Aimu nodded and said lightly: "I don't rely on my life to gain official positions."

"It seems that the court asked you to review the death penalty in Shaanxi this year..." Shen Shixing said slowly.

"Yes." Aimu nodded.

"Are you worried about something?" Shen Shixing felt his throat dry. He picked up the teacup and put it to his mouth, and then put it down again after thinking about it.

"What are you worried about?" Aimu asked back.

"Just not worry." Shen Shixing cleared his throat and smiled, "I thought you were worried that if you couldn't finish the quota this time, it would make Mr. Zhang unhappy."

"Of course it will make him unhappy, but I would rather listen to the officials than kill people." Aimu said lightly. After saying that, his brows suddenly frowned and stared at Shen Shixing:

"What does Shao Zongbo mean? I mean that I, Ai, wrote a letter to talk about things. Is it because I was worried about being dismissed from office, so I should take the initiative first?!"

"Look, you're still too worried." Shen Shixing sighed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang is definitely not that kind of person. Of course, you are not."

"Hmph, knowing people, but not your heart. Don't be too full of words in the past!" Aimu snorted coldly. In this official who is a juren, his temperament will inevitably become extreme in this officialdom with only his origins.

He was no longer interested in talking, and no matter how hard Shen Shixing tried to persuade him, he could not get into Aimu's ears. Finally, he said helplessly: "Okay, since you don't want to publish a book and admit your mistake, I can't write a book for you, I can only wish you good luck."

"Thank you!" Aimu smiled coldly and stood up and left.

"Oh, I wanted to start and end well, but I didn't expect that I would have failed to achieve my full results." Shen Shixing sighed.

"How can you do it all the way, but I want to have a clear conscience." Zhao Erye's clichés as an official are very familiar.

"Haha..." Shen Shixing smiled a little embarrassedly, thinking that Zhao Shouzheng could finally mock him. He quickly packed up the briefcase he brought and said to Zhao Shouzheng:

"This is not a place to talk. Brother Gongming, let's go."

"Yeah." Zhao Shouzheng nodded and left the imperial prison with him.

~~

Zhang Dashou sent away the two ministers before his feet. As soon as he returned to the second hall, a man presented a report of the eavesdropping record.

Although the conversation was about to be shut down before, this place was a professional eavesdropping factory for 200 years! It was a bet on your own life, and you would never allow it to be on your own territory or on your own territory that you could not listen to!

Even in the prison head room, they buried copper tubes for eavesdropping, and they could hear Zhao Erye's farts clearly in the next door...

Zhang Dashou took the sealed file and glanced at the fire paint that was not dry yet. He said to the Sifang, who was responsible for monitoring the video, "Destroy the copy, and everything in prison is rotten in his stomach today!"

"Don't worry, godfather, the children know the importance of it." The eunuch in the Sifang nodded quickly.

"Yes." Zhang Dashou snorted, then took the file and left the second hall, crossed the long corridor, and came to a spacious courtyard behind.

I saw bamboos in the rockery in the courtyard, chrysanthemums were in full bloom, burning fragrance, cooking tea, some piano masters played the piano, some paintings were held by children. The ground was covered with red leaves and white cranes were strolling leisurely.

In the East Factory like a purgatory on earth, there is such a paradise with great humanity and elegance!

This is the residence of the eunuch of the Admiral Dongchang, which belonged to Feng Bao eleven years ago.

Eunuch Feng is the most elegant eunuch in the Ming Dynasty. The best way is this tone. The people below naturally have to make arrangements. Even if Eunuch Feng doesn’t come often, he will clean it every day, and it will be as fresh as a day.

However, Feng Bao was there today.

He was enjoying a long picture with a guest in the winter sunshine.

I saw that the scroll was not wide, but it was more than five meters long. It was made of silk and was written with a brush and a handwritten handwriting, which vividly depicted the prosperous scene of Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Bian River.

"How about it, the collection of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" in our family can still see the little master's eyes?" Eunuch Feng asked with a gloomy face.

"It's so great." The guest was Zhao Hao. He was completely fascinated by the long scroll that killed Wang Shizhen's father. He even took out a magnifying glass and frame by frame... Oh no, admire every character and every building on it inch by inch...

"You little master likes it so much?" Feng Bao hadn't seen Zhao Hao like this yet.

"Yeah." Mr. Zhao nodded without moving his eyes.

"Then I'll give it to you." Feng Bao felt a pain after saying that, but compared to the benefits Zhao Hao brought to him, what can a mere painting be counted? Anyway, there are some in the palace, and stealing a few more pictures is... Bah, how is the matter of scholars called stealing?

"Do you give it to me?" Zhao Hao was happy when he heard this. He was about to agree, but then he thought of something and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, a gentleman will not take away what he loves, and it will not harm me."

"Oh..." Feng Bao was stunned, and then he thought that the former owner of this painting was the most famous little cabinet master.

As mentioned earlier, "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" was originally in the family of Gu Dingchen in Kunshan, but was later taken away by Yan Song and his son. After Yan Song fell, his family property was confiscated and the painting was dismissed into the palace.

As for the current inner library of this painting that has come to Feng Bao's hands, it is purely a basic operation.

"Haha, okay, okay, it was our family who didn't expect it." Eunuch Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "Then I'll give you another one. If you have any calligraphy and paintings you want, just say that as long as there are those in the Ming Dynasty, our family will get them for you."

In fact, it mainly refers to the inner warehouse. Wherever Mr. Zhao wants nothing to do?

"Then I have to think about it." Zhao Hao responded with a smile, and then heard someone approaching.

The two of them looked in the voice and saw that it was Zhang Dashou. Eunuch Zhang stepped forward with a flattering face, sang a greeting to Zhao Hao first, and then presented the file to Eunuch Feng.

"The two top scorers are back?" Feng Bao asked lightly while scratching the fire paint with his long little nails.

"The son personally delivered it to the door." Zhang Dashou replied in a soft voice.

"I haven't seen it?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

"Our family has tried our best to be polite." Zhang Dashou hurriedly smiled and said: "But the two top scholars are the Wen Qu Xing of the Heavenly Mountain, especially Zhao Zhuangyuan is so powerful that our family dare not look at him. I am afraid that if the young master gave him instructions in advance, he must listen to him obediently..."

"Hahaha, Eunuch Zhang is so good at speaking." Zhao Hao still smiled so hard that he knew he was exaggerating. He took out a ticket and handed it to Zhang Dashou and said, "It's cold, I'll add cotton clothes to my brothers."

"Young master usually gives enough money, so why don't you be embarrassed to ask for money for this matter..." Zhang Dashou refused and looked at his godfather.

"Just take it to you. How can I take back the money given by the little master?" Feng Bao smiled faintly and handed the stack of eavesdropping records to Zhao Hao and said, "Look, what's wrong with it? Just take it away."

"I'm really worried that my father would say the wrong thing." Zhao Hao was not polite, and took the record and looked through it carefully.

After reading one, he handed Feng Bao one, and Feng Bao continued to read it.

After reading the tea, Zhao Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that my father was not useless, at least he didn't speak randomly and knew the right way.

After Zhang Dashou heard his father's words in the second hall, Zhao Hao was even more relieved and tears of happiness were almost falling.

Well, my dad is indeed mature and can show his killer instinct at critical moments! In this way, this pavilion will be in!

"Shen Zhuangyuan is so skillful, I admire him." Feng Bao also read the record, and Zhang Dashou reinstalled and sealed it.

"That's right, my father doesn't have the ability." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile, and he still had to reduce his expectations with Feng Bao.

"The little master is humble. Who found Shen Zhuangyuan? The person who accepted the task is Ling Zun. He knows people and takes good care of others, so he can't escape first." Feng Bao praised: "This is like a different thing between a handsome and a general!"

"Hahaha, although I know that the adults are coaxing me, I am still very happy." Zhao Hao laughed.

~~

Shen Shixing prepared a letter of admitting mistakes for the four Jinshi officers, but he did not prepare the Aimu, which was obviously not negligent. Feng Bao was also a thousand-year-old fairy, so he could naturally understand his operations.

Although the emperor is preparing to take back his life, Eunuch Feng is also urgently in need of escape from this big trouble. But the palace doesn’t have any face? The Dongchang doesn’t have any face? He Eunuch Feng doesn’t have any face?

If all five guys were asked to leave the imperial prison, the officials would do whatever they wanted and the bulls would brag, and the civil servants would not be able to rise to the sky in the future?

Therefore, we cannot let all five go, we must kill one to warn a hundred.

There were too many fellow villagers in the same year as Jinshi, and any one who could touch would offend everyone.

If you don’t have the same juren as the same year, the trouble will be much smaller. Moreover, Aimu has offended Zhang Xianggong, which can reduce the so-called dispute of justice into personal grudges... The harm to Zhang Xianggong can also be minimized.

In this plan, only one juren is unlucky... rounding around means everyone is happy.

Well, there is no need to ask for more.

Zhao Hao also looked at Shen Zhuangyuan with admiration. It was not because of his skillful power skills, but because of the long statement of defending his father-in-law!

He estimated that Shen Shixing must have known that he would be eavesdropped, and the transcripts would definitely be given to Mr. Zhang for review.
Chapter completed!