Early in the morning, Qin Yiming, who had insufficient sleep all night, came to the gate of the Censorate in a sedan chair.

It is not easy to live in the capital. He served as the censor for five years and served as the chief minister for two years. However, if he had not had the wealthy family, he would not be able to afford to carry the sedan chair for two people, whether it was repaired or the sedan chair servant would have to pay.

When he lowered his head and got out of the sedan chair, his steps were even a little staggering. Until he stepped over the sedan chair, he rubbed his temples with his right thumb and index finger, and then walked in the door with some sleepiness. All night long, he was wondering whether the condom he had sent Gao Xiaoren to give Wang Fulin could be successful. He didn't barely close his eyes until dawn.

As a senior censor in Huguang Dao, Qin Yiming is naturally quite famous in the Censorate. Along the way, whether it is the Censor under the jurisdiction of the original censor or the Censors of other censors, there are people who greet him politely, and those familiar with him will greet him a few more words. He is always kind of listless today, and he is a little perfunctory when answering. Most of the censors who are talented will not notice it. As soon as he passes, some people will discuss behind his back whether Qin Yiming has encountered some dilemma. In the end, someone gloated and said with a gloating.

"I'm afraid that this Master of the Palm Master will look even more ugly when he arrives in his straight room."

Qin Yiming naturally didn't know what others were talking about. When he stepped into the courtyard where this road and Jiangxi Road were used together, he saw that several officials were whispering to the door of his own censor's office.

He was in a bad mood. Now that he saw this scene again, he couldn't help but calm his face, walked up and shouted, "What are you talking about here early in the morning? Can you do nothing?"

The clerk was about to speak, but Qin Yiming stared at the eyes and was silent immediately. He watched Qin Yiming pull the curtain straight into the straight room. Then he hurriedly called the other people back to the official house to do business, but left Zheng Yougui alone here just now, blocking the white-clothed clerk who was not affiliated with Huguang Road. Qin Yiming didn't see anyone at all. Even if they thought with their toes, they knew that when Qin Yiming saw the one who had been waiting in the straight room, he would be furious and would not say that he would still take his anger on them.

In the straight room, Qin Yiming stared at the guest whom he had not expected at all, and was indeed shocked and angry. He almost shouted, "Wang Fulin, why are you here?"

"Why, as the Guangdong Dao Zhengdao Censor, I waited here early to discuss official duties with Qin Dao. Could it be that this is still a taboo?"

Realizing that he was wrongly speaking, he took advantage of Wang Fulin's loophole. Qin Yiming immediately suppressed his anger, but still said with a stern voice: "The master broke in without authorization before he arrived. I don't know that the Censorate has such rules. Wang Zhang said, "Is it possible to want the bird to occupy the nest?"

"I'm not interested in the position of the Censor of the Huguang Dao. What I'm interested in is whether Qin Zhandao's hand stretched out a little longer?" Wang Fulin raised his eyebrows, and before Qin Yiming changed color, he said first, "I came to Qin Zhandao today to report to Gao Xiaoren, the clerk of the Guangdong Dao, a criminal case in Huguang Dao five years ago. I have written the memorial overnight to prepare for handing it over, so I'll ask if Qin Zhandao wants to sign a name? If you don't want to, that's fine. Anyway, I wrote it clearly in the memorial, and a lot of the evidence was collected by Qin Zhandao."

"Wang Fulin, you..."

Qin Yiming was almost furious. Seeing that Wang Fulin threw a memorial on his table, he grabbed it and wanted to throw it away, but when he saw the mockery in the other person's eyes, he had to force himself to calm down. He opened the memorial and glanced at it and swept it to the end. He saw that what Wang Fulin described in detail was actually inseparable from what he found, let alone the aggrievance in his heart.

That damn Gao Xiaoren, it would be fine if the matter was exposed, but he even confessed the matter of committing such a big crime to Wang Fulin. Isn’t this dog afraid of death?

Qin Yiming is a good name and wants to climb up, but he is not a person who does not consider risks. So what he prepared was to wait until Gao Xiaoren ran Wang Fulin first and then launch a fierce counterattack immediately. The case Gao Xiaoren involved was the best weapon. In this way, he can not only avenge a revenge, but also become famous by revealing the old problems. But now everything is over!

Once Wang Fulin wins his feet first, he will have to make him feel sexy even if he doesn't eat it!

"Wang Fulin, what do you want!"

Faced with such a harsh and cowardly question, Wang Fulin, who was on the first chair, sat up and said as if nothing had happened: "I didn't say it just now. Qin Zhangdao, if he wanted, he could report it together with me."

Seeing that Qin Yiming didn't say anything, Wang Fulin stood up and said with a smile: "Does Qin Zhangdao feel very wronged? Why did you have to pick peaches in the end when you have worked so hard to do something you have to do? But why don't you think I feel even more wronged? I didn't mess with you, but you reached out to my territory in Guangdong Road and instigated the books I used to use to make a fool of me! Or are you planning to go to Lord Zongxian with me and ask him to comment on us? You must know that I have not tolerated you for a long time. There is also Zeng Shichu who is very good at flattering Yuanfu in Huguang Road!"

In the official clash, there has always been a warm face and a murderous intent behind his back. Therefore, Qin Yiming was very unaccustomed to Wang Fulin, a guy who often came face to face, and could even be said to have hated his teeth. However, he was immediately unable to maintain his straight back when facing him.

If Zhang Juzheng could use that method to place Wang Fulin as the chief censor of Guangdong Dao, then he could use the same method to let Zeng Shichu take him and replace him!

Seeing that his step-by-step pressing had obviously worked, Wang Fulin raised the most important question: "At this point, can Qin Zhangdao say that this matter is your own idea or someone else's suggestion?"

"So what if it's me, so what if it's someone else?"

"If it is you, then you will be responsible alone. But if it is someone else, then Qin Zhangdao, you are deceived. Not only is it understandable, but as long as you say it, I can not only keep it confidential, but also write it off. It doesn't matter whether you are willing to sign a joint report for this memorial. I can still bear this responsibility! Moreover, you should know that Yuan Fu attaches importance to Kedaosu."

Can Zhang Juzheng not pay attention? He cleaned Kedao twice before and after, and then at the same time, the momentum of Kedao was silenced.

Others are moved by emotions and reason, but Wang Fulin is moved by power and profit. Qin Yiming's face turned blue and white. Although he was extremely unwilling to give up, he was also very frightened. You should know that he was not the kind of scholarly family of scholars who had been in the past few generations, nor was he a famous scholar, but he was just a lucky poor scholar who passed the third grade. Therefore, some people can resign because they are angry about Zhang Juzheng's love and go to the countryside, but he cannot let go of the position of the chief censor who has been through a lot of hardships.

If it could be successful last night, it would have been a great opportunity to gain an advantage in one fell swoop, but the result is...

But there is no if in this world. So, after struggling for a while, Qin Yiming still whispered: "It's Zhang Ge's hometown."

In this huge capital, Wang Fulin will naturally not be confused by which family that can be called Zhang Ge's hometown. Although he was not surprised by this answer, Zhang Hong clearly told him that Zhang Siwei was "escorted" by Feng Bao's Jinyiwei, and there was also an imperial physician "caring" day and night. Since he had been targeted by the Sili Supervisor, it was unreasonable that the people of the Zhang family could still move freely outside, and even hook up with a censor like Qin Yiming. So, he immediately laughed and said, "Does Qin Zhang Dao think I, Wang Fulin, are easy to deceive? Who doesn't know that Zhang Ge's elder is recuperating and can't get out of the family?"

Since Qin Yiming had made a choice, he was afraid that Wang Fulin would not believe it, so he hurriedly explained: "There is indeed an imperial physician on the side of Zhang Ge Lao to take care of him day and night. Even the guests dare not come in and out at will, and ran around. After all, Zhang Ge Lao was just recuperating, but it happened that the eldest son of the Zhang family had quietly entered Beijing to visit his father. When it was wrong, it was..."

"You haven't told the truth. I have seen Zhang Taizheng more than once, and I have had a deal more than once. He suffered a loss at my hands, and even more than once. His grand prince of the Prime Minister's House wanted to enter Beijing, so why should he sneak up on his father and not want his father to know? Moreover, it is quite simple to hide from the Zhang family, but if you want to hide from the factory guards, you have to make a fuss on the way to the city first. Don't tell me that there are so many sects in the capital, and there will be no official talisman in his hands that clearly states the names and names of all high-ranking officials, nobles and nephews!"

Qin Yiming regretted that he had chosen the wrong choice from the beginning and took on this path with Wang Fulin. He was not a young man who had just entered the official career in his early twenties. He had become a spirit!

He could only say bitterly: "I am not very clear about the specific reason. It seems that he had a quarrel with his family. He went to Beijing in one go, driving someone else's way. As a result, after entering Beijing, Mr. Zhang was sent home to recuperate. He visited the door under the name of the son of my old friend, and also proposed to take my wife and brother to Ma City..."

Kneeling with ease. For Qin Yiming, who had already been caught by Wang Fulin, he said everything, so it was unnecessary to hide it. It would be better to tell Wang Fulin and Pan as it was. But when he talked about Ma Shi, he suddenly realized that this was in the Censorate. Even if his voice was not high, the wall might not be able to be heard, but outside the door might not be sure!

When Wang Fulin saw Qin Yiming's face suddenly looked like earth, and his eyes were dull. He heard the song and knew the elegance, and immediately smiled and said, "I told Zheng Yougui to watch outside the door. Once the idle people approached, he would speak out."

Why didn't I see it just now?

Qin Yiming realized that Wang Fulin had already thought about it carefully. While feeling relieved, he felt humiliated. He even said Zhang Taizheng readily that the fraud case that Gao Xiaoren had already found out. Finally, after he stumbling out the foothold left by Zhang Taizheng, he saw Wang Fulin laughing, but went up to pick up the memorial on the table: "Have you thought about it? I am very generous. If you want to be the person who uncovers the lid of this fraud, then sign a name on it. From then on, we will be together."

Since even Zhang Taizheng has sold it, when he thought that this time was futile, if he rejected the last olive branch, he would probably not get any benefits at all. Qin Yiming could only make up his mind: "I will report it as a joint letter!"

When Wang Fulin walked out of Qin Yiming's straight room, Zheng Yougui was still stuck at the gate like a disciple god. When the censors and officials were coming and going, they all looked curious when they saw him going out, and they immediately greeted someone and some slipped away quietly. Wang Fulin all greeted people politely, but went directly to meet the Zuodu Censor Chen Hou and asked for another half a day off. When he left the gate of the Censorate, Liu Bo and more than ten trusted servants were waiting there. Needless to say, it must have been sent by Xiaobei after he had sent him a letter early in the morning.

"Young Master."

After taking the reins of the horse that Liu Bo brought, Wang Fulin rolled over the horse's back and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

In Xique Hutong west of Chongwenmen Street, outer city, there is a Sanxi Inn, which is known as a century-old store. Although there are only a dozen rooms in total, because the rooms are clean and attentive, they have always been known as home-friendly. From five days ago, this inn was completely confiscated and did not accept outsiders. The shopkeeper collected a large silver as a deposit, but seeing that the more than a dozen rooms were hollowed out, he couldn't help but muttering in his heart that the merchants with Shanxi accents were really a waste of their lives. Especially the young master in his twenties, he was picky and even more picky about tools. Everything was brought by his family.

What business is going on when you are so particular?

Seeing that the young young man with five or six followers who kept saying that the low-key man stayed in the room all day long and didn't go out, only the subordinates were running around in turn. The shopkeeper was even more disdainful of this so-called business, thinking that the youngest son from a Shanxi merchant had to come out for fun under the guise. But if he said so, he would not see the young man getting into a woman's beauty. So, at this moment, some of the four or five people who went out early in the morning came back in a hurry, and the horse was left outside the door and even before he had time to shuan went upstairs. He could not do anything to go out to lead the horse, but he tiptoed to the stairs to eavesdrop on something.

But at this moment, he could only hear the young man outside the door shouting: "Shopkeeper, there is another guest!"

Guests came again? But I had collected ten taels of white silver as a deposit. Where can I live in a house?

The shopkeeper turned around and felt so painful that he couldn't bear it. But as soon as he turned around, a young man strode into the lobby of the inn. He looked around and seemed to have not noticed him, the shopkeeper, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Zhang Taizheng, get out of here!"
Chapter completed!