MTL - Feng Xing-Chapter 22

Fan Jinchuan was choked by himself, and his face was a little red.

"Naturally, I want to. My brother and I have the same temperament. My brother is resourceful and I admire him. I am just looking for my brother to ask some local affairs. If my brother is willing to help me, Zijin can't ask for it."

Zijin is Fan Jinchuan's surname.

"OK then."

Fan Jinchuan didn't expect Fang Fengsheng to agree so readily, and was a little dazed.

"Could it be that what Brother Fan just said is all falsehood?"

"Of course not."

"From now on, I hope Brother Fan will take care of you and guide you." Feng Sheng picked up the wine.

Fan Jinchuan also picked up a cup, and the two touched each other, looked at each other and smiled, and drank it down in one gulp.

…

When the two finished drinking, it was already the moon on the treetops.

Fan Jinchuan couldn't drink well, and was so drunk that Feng Sheng sent him back to the inn in a carriage.

Back at the inn, Uncle Yu didn't leave, but pretended to talk about something. Feng Sheng could only ask Zhi Qiu to make some tea, and the two sat down at the table.

"My lord, why did you agree to Mr. Fan? Hou Fei is right. If you want to reverse the case for the master, the third prince is a good choice. Although this Mr. Fan is also a talented person, but a seventh-rank Magistrate, how to use the momentum to compete with those behemoths?"

"Let's not mention the third prince, Fan Jinchuan is currently the best choice."

"Why don't you mention the third prince, son..."

Feng Sheng interrupted him: "Uncle Yu, do you know who Fan Jinchuan's student is, and where will he take up his post?"

Uncle Yu asked with eyes open.

"His teacher is Song Gelao, and the place where he took office is Taizhou."

Uncle Yu was so surprised that he stood up on the spot.

"Leaving aside the old Song Ge, the "Salt Records Law" once said: The salt tax occupies half of the tax, and the Lianghuai salt tax occupies half of the world. The Lianghuai Salt Transportation Department has three branches, namely the Taizhou branch. Division, Tongzhou Division, Huai'an Division, and among the three divisions, Taizhou is the most, and its salt production has reached five or six in the world. My father's case is related to salt. Let's imagine that my father suffered from this. Because Mr. Zhou planned to write a letter to expose the corruption of the salt government, which obviously touched the interests of a certain party, so the other party beat back and set up a trap.

"The other party reacted so quickly, it was obvious that the news had already been leaked, so if this case was exposed, and the Holy One sent someone to investigate, where would the investigation be started? Who would be afraid of someone to investigate? I think it is worse than It is better to start from the roots than to build towers, so I think it is better to go to Taizhou."

"Feng Sheng, when did you know that Fan Jinchuan took office in Taizhou?"

"I came out from Uncle Hou before, and accidentally ran into him appearing in the government office, so I asked one more question."

"That is to say, you planned to use Fan Jinchuan to go to Taizhou on the way back and forth?"

Feng Sheng nodded.

Uncle Yu's eyes were full of wonder, but he didn't speak. He suddenly felt a lot more confident in an instant.

Although they were already doing it, he was like a headless chicken before, without any help, he was anxious but dared not speak. It's only half a day now, Fang Fengsheng has opened up the situation, maybe they will succeed.

"Feng Sheng, I believe you can make it."

"I've always thought so."

…

Uncle Yu left, Feng Sheng went to bed to rest after washing up.

Thinking of Uncle Yu's previous question, she turned over.

In fact, there is another reason why Feng Sheng didn't choose the third prince, but she didn't intend to say this reason.

Fan Jinchuan took office only recently, and has been delayed for a long time, so he intends to bid farewell and leave.

When Zong Yue learned of this, he specially asked Du Mingliang to host a banquet to see him off.

"Let's go and say goodbye, the mountains are high and the road is far away, but this hall believes that we will see Mr. Fan in Beijing soon."

"His Highness Xie has great hopes. Compared with staying in Beijing, the lower official feels that he can do more things for the court in the local area. On the way from Beijing to Yangzhou, the lower official deliberately abandoned the waterway and took the dry road, just wanting to travel more on the road. Look, it was a journey of admiration, and I realized the true meaning of the ancient saying that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

So Fan Jinchuan was a dumb man, and people said that they saw him in Beijing, which meant that he would be promoted soon and be reused. But he said that he didn't want to go to Beijing, he just wanted to stay somewhere.

Feng Sheng is here today, and she has a little more understanding of Fan Jinchuan's personality and temperament.

She appeared as Fan Jinchuan's master, she didn't want to come, but Fan Jinchuan insisted on pulling her here, and said that he would explain to Zong Yue so that Zong Yue wouldn't take his anger out on her. It just so happened that Feng Sheng wanted to observe the situation more, so he followed.

After arriving, Zong Yue didn't say anything. As for whether he believed what Fan Jinchuan said, on the way to Yangzhou, Fang Fengsheng made an appointment with him to help him, anyway, it couldn't be seen from the surface.

Since there is a banquet, singing and dancing are naturally indispensable.

It is well known that there are beauties in the south of the Yangtze River. It's a pity that the beauty is so charming, but Zong Yue and Fan Jinchuan didn't show any interest. Only Du Mingliang and Hou Fei tried their best to keep the scene from being left out, but Fang Fengsheng watched with relish.

"Brother?"

Feng Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Sitting together, talking in a low voice would not attract attention.

"The tomb of heroes in Wenrou Township, Wu Wang Fuchai's land is broken, and the temptation of women is the chief culprit. My brother is now the most important thing in his career, so don't be too obsessed with women."

Uh?

Feng Sheng saw his serious appearance, could this person still be a moral guard?

"Brother Zijin, sages also have food and sex, and literati and inkmen often regard it as an elegant thing. How can brother Zijin be so disgusted?"

"Brother Yu said this for your own good. You are still young, so you don't understand the power of this..."

At this time, Du Mingliang asked Fan Jinchuan for a drink, but the conversation was interrupted.

Fang Fengsheng still looked at himself, and didn't take this matter seriously.

Halfway through drinking, Feng Sheng felt a little bloated, so he got up and went out.

There are maids and servants serving outside, so she doesn't have to worry about no one leading her there. Coming out of Gong's room, seeing the bright moon outside and the cool night breeze, Feng Sheng stood up to let off the smell of alcohol.

Feeling much more comfortable, she turned around and walked back. As soon as she turned around, she bumped into a wall.

She fell backwards and was grabbed by someone.

"Third Highness."

Under the moonlight, Zong Yue was dressed in a black brocade robe, tall and straight like a pine tree, but his eyes were dark.

Feng Sheng struggled, but he didn't break free, his wrist was firmly grasped.

"Are you Fang Fengsheng? Or Fang Fengfu?"

"Of course it's Fang Fengfu. Third Highness, please don't admit it wrong. Feng Sheng is my younger sister."

Seeing that she was lying without changing her face, Zong Yue sneered.

"Third Prince, if there is nothing wrong, the students will go back to their seats first."

"Don't you know that if everything is too coincidental, it will become deliberate?"

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously, and the corners of Feng Sheng's mouth froze. Of course she knew that she had no intention of deceiving Zong Yue at all, but she was sure that he would not expose her face to face.

"The student never thought of deceiving His Highness."

"The fox's tail is exposed?" Zong Yue snorted.

"It's not that the students are cunning, it's just that the third prince is too aggressive."

"Don't you forget what you did in the Sun family?" The words almost came out from between his teeth, which showed that Zong Yue still had a grudge.

Feng Sheng took a deep breath and smiled.

She pulled her hand back, but still didn't pull it back. She made her eyes look more sincere, and softened her tone: "Third Highness, if you still remember what happened before, I sincerely apologize to you here. Please forgive a weak woman who is besieged by all sides but desperately wants to leave that place, In that situation, I can only follow the trend. If I don’t do that, maybe in a few days, I will suddenly find myself sent to your bed. Let myself fall to that point, I would rather die.”

"You finally admitted it?"

"Didn't the Third Highness not believe it all the time? What's the use of telling this lie? But I believe that the Third Highness is tolerant and generous, and will definitely not care about the little girl."

"This hall is not magnanimous at all, and you will get revenge."

"Then I can't help it. I can't change your mind. But don't worry, I won't appear in front of His Highness in the future and cause trouble for you."

Feng Sheng pulled back his hand again, this time Zong Yue let go.

"If you want to reverse the case for your father, instead of going to Fan Zijin, you might as well come to this hall."

The steps Feng Sheng had just taken were stopped.

"The Third Highness knows quite a lot."

"You left the Sun family and returned to your previous identity, isn't it for this? Don't blame the hall for not reminding you, this matter is not something you can touch, be careful not to burn yourself."

"Even if it's burning my body, I'm burning myself, so don't worry about it, Your Highness."

"What do you think Fan Jinchuan can do for you? He can't protect himself!"

Feng Sheng only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her whole body bumped into a wall again. When she looked up, she saw Zong Yue's cold eyes.

"Brother, Third Highness, what's the matter with you?"

In the corridor, Fan Jinchuan looked at it from a distance with a puzzled face.

"It's nothing, I just met His Highness the Third Highness by chance and chatted a little bit about the beautiful moonlight tonight."

Feng Sheng took two steps back, lowered her head and cupped her hands: "Students will not disturb His Highness watching the moon."

Zong Yue kept a cold face and did not speak.

When Feng Sheng passed by him, his footsteps paused: "Why did I look for Fan Jinchuan and not you, Your Highness? Because, you have always looked down on women."

…

Feng Sheng and Fan Jinchuan had already left, and the two were talking and laughing happily as they walked, which could be faintly heard.

Dewang, who had been shrinking to the side, popped up and called out to His Highness in a low voice.

Zong Yue snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.