"Feng Lin fainted?"

In the palace, the emperor sat up in surprise and looked at the chamberlain in front of him.

"Yes, just now." the waiter said.

"Why did you faint so well?" the emperor asked, "Did you call the imperial doctor?"

"I called, I called, and the imperial doctor personally escorted him back to the house." The chamberlain said hurriedly, "It's nothing serious, just take a rest and you'll be fine."

The emperor then sat back with a sigh of relief.

"I told him to rest and rest, but he didn't listen." He said, raising his hand to press his forehead, "These loyal ministers love to gain a good reputation by trying to gain a good reputation, but they let me bear the reputation of being mean."

"Your Majesty, Feng Zhongcheng doesn't seem tired," the chamberlain said.

The emperor looked at him.

"She seems to be scared." The waiter hesitated and said.

Scared?

Who can scare this ghost judge?

"Feng Zhongcheng met Mr. Han and Mrs. Cheng at the gate of the palace." the chamberlain said.

The emperor was startled.

No way...

Could it be related to Mrs. Cheng again?

There was already an official who lost his temper when he saw her just now. There won't be another official who fainted with fright when he saw her, right?

What is this!

Han Chang followed the imperial doctor to Feng Lin's home, and the chamberlain who had led Feng Lin was called in.

"I don't know very well..." He knelt down and said, "At that time, Master Han greeted Master Feng first, and Master Feng returned the greeting to Master Han. He was originally going to leave, but later he saw Mrs. Cheng, and Master Feng said

It’s you…”

Is it you?

This sentence again?

"And then you said you were Mrs. Cheng?" the emperor couldn't help but ask.

The waiter was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"No, no." He said, "Then Mrs. Cheng replied it was me."

"What happens next?" the emperor asked.

"Then Mr. Feng bowed and went to talk to them. The servant... the servant stepped away," the chamberlain said.

The emperor glared at the servant.

At other times, you are most accustomed to peeking, but why do you know how to avoid it when it's serious?

"Later, Mrs. Cheng left. Master Feng and Master Han said a few words. I don't know what they said. Master Feng became very excited. Then Master Han pointed to the direction where Mrs. Cheng left. Master Feng said,

Fainted." The waiter said in one breath.

Is it really related to Mrs. Cheng?

The emperor frowned and seemed to have no choice but to ask Han Chang.

"Here comes Han Chang," he said.

The waiter hurriedly responded and retired.

At this time, the story of Feng Lin fainting in front of the palace gate had spread like the wind. Especially when he learned that Mrs. Cheng was present, the matter suddenly became more lively.

"It seems that ghosts are still afraid of gods."

"After this encounter, the Ghost Judge was so frightened that he fainted."

Although the officials and minor officials in the government office dare not talk openly about ghosts and gods, it is normal for them to joke about it.

For a time, all the rooms in the hall were discussing ghosts and gods.

This is indeed too ridiculous.

Gao Lingbo was a little angry and funny when he heard it.

"It's not as good as Xiaoli Liu." He said with a puff of his sleeves, "What a waste. It's useless for me to cheer for him and add fuel to the fire."

"Then what did Mrs. Cheng say? That scared him so much?"

"Sir, the only one that has been heard is that Feng Lin asked that it was you, and Mrs. Cheng answered that it was me." A subordinate said.

"What's so scary about this?" Gao Lingbo asked with a frown.

"As for the rest, only Han Chang, who was present at the time, knows about it," the subordinate said.

"Han Chang?" Gao Lingbo frowned, "Who is this?"

"This is the Panjiang County Magistrate, the one who predicted the solar eclipse." The subordinate said, "Because of his contribution in building canals, he was promoted to the Taicang Transportation Department, so he is here to meet him."

Predicting the solar eclipse, he was promoted because of his merits in building canals. This was very clever, and Gao Lingbo also understood it.

"Doesn't he recognize Mrs. Cheng?" he asked.

This little guy Han Chang was not noticed by anyone, so naturally they didn’t know what happened today.

"I'll go and inquire about it now," the subordinate said hurriedly.

"He doesn't matter. What matters is whether Feng Lin is useful or not." Gao Lingbo said.

"Sir, if Feng Lin really dies, then Mrs. Cheng is completely doomed." The subordinate laughed.

Regardless of whether it is intentional or unintentional, angering or frightening the current censor Zhongcheng to death, and the minister who is about to punish her, is different from plotting against Xiaoli Liu in private. In broad daylight, there is a cause and effect, and it is clear that as long as

If someone is taking advantage of her, the court will not tolerate her, and the people will definitely be horrified and afraid.

"That being said, I really hope Feng Lin is dead." Gao Lingbo said, looking at each other and his subordinates, both of whom burst out laughing.

"Han Chang has left the Feng family and is returning to the palace to give His Majesty's words." A follower outside the door reminded him in a low voice.

The subordinate stopped smiling and bowed to Gao Lingbo. Gao Lingbo nodded and watched him retreat.

In the middle of winter, as evening approached and the gloomy north wind blew, Han Chang still raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

What is this? he thought again.

"Master Han, hurry up." The chamberlain in front turned around and urged, "Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

Han Chang hurriedly responded and quickened his pace on the imperial street. From the corner of his eye, he saw countless peeping eyes from both sides.

I think from now on, everyone in the imperial court in Beijing will know about Han Chang.

This kind of fame is really...

Han Chang shook his head and smiled bitterly, facing the wind and following the chamberlain into the palace gate.

The Qinzheng Palace was as warm as spring, and the palace lanterns had been lit.

"Master Han and Master Feng are old acquaintances?" the emperor asked.

"We met on the way to Beijing." Han Chang replied.

"What is Feng Zhongcheng's illness?" the emperor asked in a sudden change.

Han Chang sighed inwardly, he was not an imperial physician, and the emperor should not have asked Feng Zhongcheng about his illness. Since he had asked about it, it was not about his illness.

"Your Majesty, Feng Zhongcheng is mentally ill this time," he said.

really….

The emperor narrowed his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Feng Zhongcheng and Mrs. Cheng are old acquaintances." Han Chang continued.

The emperor was startled.

"Old acquaintance?" he asked.

Han Chang nodded.

"Not only is he an old acquaintance, but he is also the benefactor who saved his life." He said.

What?

The emperor was stunned.

………………………………………….

"...Said they are old acquaintances and have great kindness..."

"...Why are you so kind?"

"...Han Chang doesn't know either. He just heard Feng Zhongcheng say this. He will have to wait for His Majesty to ask Feng Zhongcheng for details..."

"...Feng Zhongcheng has been looking for a benefactor to repay his kindness, but he didn't expect that the person he shouted to kill was actually his benefactor..."

"...No wonder I fainted..."

It was dark at night, and with the constant noise coming from outside the Beifeng Gate, Lu Zheng put down the official document in his hand, stood up and opened the door.

Everyone outside the door immediately shut up.

"Lu Yushi." They saluted and said.

"It's windy today, so be careful everywhere, and act like you're on duty." Lu Zheng said calmly.
To be continued...