In the courtyard, Zhang Zhuo and Chen Liqin were walking back and forth under the persimmon tree. Old Yao moved a chair and closed his eyes to relax without raising his eyelids. At this time, Zhang Zhuo and Chen Liqin saw Chen Wenzong behind Mr. Feng. When asked about filial piety, Zhang Xia's eyes were about to split.

A young man next to Zhang Zhuo rushed up like crazy: "Beast, let go of my sister. If you come to me, the male member of the Zhang family, why bother the woman?" Mr. Feng quietly watched the young man rushing towards him without giving any way. Meaning, he slowly raised his hand, as if he was going to slap it with his palm.

At the critical moment, Chen Ji stepped in front of Mr. Feng and punched the young man in the abdomen. The young man suddenly curled up like a shrimp and vomited.

Chen Ji said coldly: "Dare you be rude to Mr. Feng? You are seeking death."

Mr. Feng patted Chen Ji on the shoulder and praised, "You are quite discerning. Get out of the way while I talk to the two adults."

After saying that, his eyes passed over the faces of Zhang Zhuo, Chen Liqin, and Old Yao one by one, and finally looked back at Zhang Zhuo: "Sir Zhang, I have always heard that you are an excellent chess player. I wonder if I can play a game? I'm afraid that after today , there will be no chance to play chess with Mr. Zhang in the future.”

Zhang Zhuo helped his son who couldn't stop vomiting and said angrily: "When are you still thinking about playing chess? What you have to do now is to protect your mother! Mr. Feng was startled, and then laughed out loud: " You civil servants, you are just cursing people in a roundabout way, it is not pleasant enough."

He sat down at the stone table in the courtyard as if no one else was around, raised his head and smiled at Yu Dengke: "Young man, could you please bring me a cup of tea? I have been working non-stop all day and I haven't even had a sip of water."

Yu Dengke responded and hurriedly entered the tower of Feiyun Garden to pour water.

Zhang Zhuo helped his son aside, sat swaggeringly opposite Mr. Feng and asked, "I heard that you were also a Jinshi, so why did you waste ten years of studying hard in a miserable life and do such a mind-numbing job incognito?"

Chen Liqin said coldly from the side: "When you were at Donglin Academy, the gentlemen often praised you. How come you have fallen so low and become a slave of the Liu family?" Mr. Feng sighed: "Dongli Academy! ..I envied you when I was in the academy."

"What are you envious of?"

Mr. Feng recalled: "You can go out for an outing, drink and write poems, and you can be hungover from the brothel. When you come back, you are still a treasure in the eyes of the gentlemen." Chen Liqin frowned: "These are all common things, what is there to envy?" "

Mr. Feng counted the accounts with his fingers: "You need to hire a carriage when you go out for an outing. A poor horse-drawn carriage costs 30 cents for a trip, and a good carriage costs hundreds of cents. In a wine shop, you usually The wine I like to drink easily costs hundreds of pennies. I can go to Donglin Academy, but I have to sell my land to get enough money to study banking. How can I waste my money here?"

Zhang Zhuo retorted: "My background is also bad. This is no reason to become a slave to others."

Mr. Feng chuckled and said: "If Mr. Zhang had not married a daughter of the Xu family, would he be where he is today? So what if you were the number one scholar back then? Or wouldn't you have been forced to work as a school clerk in a pile of books for several years by Mr. Xu Ge? Okay, okay. Okay, don’t talk about these old things, let’s talk about the business.”

Zhang Zhuo asked in a solemn voice: "What are you going to do when you are detaining us?" Mr. Feng said calmly: "I would like to ask you two to write an essay against thieves." What kind of thieves are you asking for?

"Xu Wenhe, Wu Xiu, Chief of Ceremony, Eunuch!"

Zhang Zhuo was not a fool, so he immediately took a deep breath and said, "You want to use the name of Qingjun to enter Beijing?" Mr. Feng smiled and said nothing.

Yu Dengke brought tea. Mr. Feng drank a cup and handed it back to Yu Dengke: "I'm really thirsty. Please help me pour some more."

Zhang Zhuo looked at Mr. Feng's calm demeanor and became a little angry: "Did you know that if I wrote this memorandum against thieves, I would also become a rebel? If you fail, I will also lose my head."

Mr. Feng said calmly: "I know."

Zhang Zhuo sat up straight: "If you want to recruit us, you have to talk about the conditions. You can't just say, "Let us write, and we will write it for you?" Mr. Feng said sincerely: "Mr. Zhang, give it to me How about writing a petition against the thief and I spare your family's life?"

Feiyun Garden suddenly became quiet, the icy cold wind swirled in the courtyard, and the atmosphere suddenly became chilly.

But I heard Zhang Zhuo sneer: "The Liu family will definitely fail if they start a hasty uprising. If I get executed earlier or later, what's the difference?"

Mr. Feng shook his head: "This Ning Dynasty looks prosperous, but in fact it is decayed. Such a huge empire is like a candle in the wind. It will be extinguished as soon as it is blown. It just depends on who will blow the breath."

Zhang Zhuo stood up and straightened his red official robe: "It's not good to make enemies before things are done. If you kill my whole family, you will become enemies of the Xu family. Then you will be attacked from both sides. Why should you side with me?"

Mr. Feng asked curiously: "Mr. Zhang, do you think that the Xu family will become enemies of my Liu family for your sake? A noble family is a noble family. A noble family never looks at the gains and losses of one person, only the interests. Only in this way can the official fortune be prosperous. My Liu family plans to fight with the Xu family , the Chen family shares the world, I think Mr. Xu Ge, Mr. Chen Ge must be interested."

Zhang Zhuo sneered: "You can give it a try."

Mr. Feng shook his head in disappointment and turned to Chen Liqin: "Mr. Chen, what do you say?"

Chen Liqin said solemnly: "How can I, the Chen family's scribe and heir apparent, collude with you and others?"

Mr. Feng said: "It seems that all the masters will not shed tears until they see the coffin... Mr. Chen, your son is in my hands. At this time, I give the order and his head will fall to the ground. I will give it to you." Take ten breaths of time to think about it, and after ten breaths, you will lose a son."

Chen Ji was startled for a moment, and then realized that Mr. Feng was deceiving Chen Liqin. Mr. Feng counted down: "Ten, nine, eight...three, two, one."

Chen Liqin had a dark face and remained silent.

Mr. Feng lamented: "A concubine is indeed a concubine. Everyone says that our court does not distinguish between concubines and concubines. Even if there are differences between concubines and concubines, they still need a father to be kind and a son to be filial, and brothers and friends to be respectful. But the great Confucians always say one thing and think another. , One thing is true in front of others, and another is true behind the scenes. Only when it comes to things, will you know whether there is any difference."

After saying that, he turned to Chen Ji and said, "Zhang Yuan, go and kill Lord Chen's concubine." Chen Ji cupped his hands and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Before Chen Ji could leave, Zhang Zhuo suddenly said: "Wait a minute!" Mr. Feng unexpectedly turned his head: "Oh? Mr. Zhang has something to say?"

Zhang Zhuo thought for a while and said: "Chen Ji has fallen out with the Chen family a long time ago. He has lived in Taiping Medical Center for many years and has never returned home. What does this matter have to do with him? If you want to be independent of the emperor and claim to be a righteous man, why do you do things that are harmful to nature and justice? Implicating innocent people? Doctor Yao, do you think so?"

Old Yao, who was sitting on a chair in the courtyard, finally opened his eyes and said slowly, "Mr. Feng, why don't I write you this denunciation?" Mr. Feng was speechless.

After a long time, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are so confused. Why didn't the father even ask for mercy? You two are more caring than others? Doctor Yao, it's useless for you, an imperial doctor, to write a petition to beg the thief. Why don't you do it?" Joining in the fun."

Old Man Yao glanced at him: "I am also in the seventh grade after all."

Mr. Feng was happy: "If I use an imperial doctor's essay to punish traitors and raise the banner, I'm afraid I will be laughed out of the world. Then the storytellers in the teahouse will laugh at me: "Feng Wenzheng is this person. , not very smart."

Zhang Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Then don't embarrass a small medical clinic apprentice. This is the behavior of a villain." "That's right," Mr. Feng turned his eyes and ordered Chen Ji: "Bring Mr. Chen's "Bring me here." "Yes," Chen Ji brought Chen Wenxiao to the stone table: "Sir, what should I do?"

Mr. Feng sniffed his nose: "Wait, what is this smell?"

He looked down and saw urine dripping from under Chen Wenxiao's pants.

Mr. Feng raised his hand and slapped his nose in disgust: "Move away and cut off a finger." Chen Wenxiao cried out in pain as if he was struck by lightning: "Dad, save me!"

Chen Ji pulled Chen Wenxiao to the foot of the persimmon tree and pushed him down. He then broke off the opponent's fingers one by one and pressed them to the ground. He stepped on them and fixed them in place. He took out the saber from his waist and raised the knife to chop it off.

Chen Liqin suddenly took a step forward: "Wait a minute!" Mr. Feng's eyes lit up: "What should I say?"

Chen Liqin was silent for a long time: "I can write articles against thieves, but I can only write against eunuchs, and I don't care about the rest."

Mr. Feng applauded: "Okay, okay, the eunuchs have been harming the country for a long time, and everyone with lofty ideals in the world will kill them! Compared to Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen is a truly knowledgeable person!"

Zhang Zhuo said coldly: "Chen Liqin, think about it carefully. If you become a weakling today, you will never be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life. You usually cherish your reputation more than I do. What's going on now?"

Chen Liqin turned his head and said nothing.

Mr. Feng smiled at Zhang Zhuo and said, "Master Zhang, everyone has his own ambitions. If the Qing Dynasty succeeds this time, Master Chen will also be famous in history, right? How about, Master Zhang, are you willing to write this denunciation essay?"

Zhang Zhuo turned to look at his son: "Should I write it?" Zhang Zheng said angrily: "Write it to his mother!"

Zhang Zhuo turned to look at Zhang Xia again: "Daughter, what do you say?" Zhang Xia pursed her lips: "I can't write."

Zhang Zhuo laughed: "My son and daughter are not bad, at least they are better than Mr. Chen's!"

Mr. Feng stood up and walked out: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Chen's message to punish the thieves is enough. Take Mr. Chen and his family members away." A soldier asked in a low voice: "The rest..."
Chapter completed!