After leaving Fan Zhongyan, Zhao Jun asked Di Qing to summon two inspectors.

He asked Chazi to find Cao Xiu and tell him that he wanted to go to the palace.

By the time the inspectors went to report, Zhao Jun had already returned home.

He carried his laptop on his back and, under the protection of Di Qing and others, walked out of Qingtai Street and arrived outside Xihuamen.

Cao Xiu was already waiting outside Xihua Gate. Seeing him approach, he asked in confusion, "Young Master, why are you suddenly going back to the palace today?"

Zhao Jun said, "I remembered something, so take me in."

"Okay, the emperor has ordered that if you want to come back, you can come back anytime, but the emperor is still in court."

After Cao Xiu said this, he hesitated for a moment and then said, "What Xiaolang did yesterday has already spread. Today, the Imperial Censor has impeached the Imperial Dragon Director for arbitrarily arresting civilians and setting up a private court. I request that the emperor execute Di Qing to serve as a warning to others."

"hehe."

Zhao Jun sneered and said nothing.

In the past, he certainly wouldn't have thought too much about it. But now that he's figured it out, combined with his previous understanding of history, he suddenly has a sense of God's perspective.

These censors were not impeaching the arbitrary arrest of civilians. It was clearly because Di Qing and his men had captured people and tortured them severely at the Yulong Direct Camp, which made the civil service group feel that the judicial power they controlled was threatened.

Therefore, they had to take action against Di Qing to prevent Zhao Zhen from having the power to divide the judicial power. Let alone the fact that Di Qing was his man, even if he was not, he was the one who gave the order, so what could Zhao Zhen do to him?

Soon, with Cao Xiu's token leading the way, Zhao Jun arrived at the Guanjia Palace in the back garden, as he was familiar with the route.

Wang Shouzhong came hurriedly as soon as he arrived. He was accompanying Zhao Zhen in court. When he heard the report that Zhao Jun had returned, he immediately came over to inquire about the situation.

"Xiao Lang, how come you have time to come back and visit the emperor today?"

Wang Shouzhong said with a smile.

Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Where are the books I left for the emperor? I plan to take some photos and then reorganize the contents. These elementary school textbooks still don't cover all the key points."

"this"

Wang Shouzhong hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Jun's face instantly darkened. "Why? That's my stuff. I want to come back and take a picture, can't I?"

Wang Shouzhong shook his head and said, "No, it's just that these things are placed in the Guanjia Hall. The emperor has to look at them every day. But should I inform the emperor?"

"Hey man, I took my stuff to take pictures and I still have to greet the officials. Is that okay with you?"

Zhao Jun said angrily: "Don't worry about this, I'm just taking a picture."

Seeing that he was really angry, Wang Shouzhong had no choice but to shut up.

How could he know what taking a photo meant?

Zhao Jun walked straight into the Guanjia Hall. He saw that all the books were indeed placed on the table. It was obvious that Zhao Zhen was reading and studying every day.

Zhao Jun walked over and turned on the computer. Seeing Wang Shouzhong watching, he said, "This is confidential. Only the emperor and I can see it. Do you want to be beheaded?"

Wang Shouzhong shrank his neck and left in a hurry, even closing the door behind him.

After he left, Zhao Jun used the high-definition camera on his laptop to take pictures of every page of the textbooks, saved them as pictures, and then set a password for his notebook.

Zhao Jun then searched everywhere and found a spittoon in the Guanjia Hall. He then took out the flint he had asked for from Di Qing from his pocket.

He threw the book on the ground, tore up every page, and threw it into the spittoon. Then he lit one of the pages with a flint and threw the fire in. He watched the flames rise and burn to ashes before shouting to Wang Shouzhong outside, "Old Wang, bring some water."

Wang Shouzhong didn't understand what was going on and thought he wanted to drink tea, so he quickly asked the palace maid to bring him some water.

Since Zhao Zhen now lived in the back garden, the water had already been carried. Soon, Wang Shouzhong hurriedly pushed open the door with a pot of tea. Seeing Zhao Jun burning something, he was frightened and asked in panic, "Young man, what are you burning?"

"What do you think?"

Zhao Jun sneered.

He used to think too highly of Zhao Zhen, but now that he has recognized Zhao Zhen's true face of being cowardly and incompetent, and only willing to make endless compromises with the scholar-official class, he plans to keep all the cards in his own hands and not give the other party any chance at all.

Wang Shouzhong ran over in a panic and poured water into the spittoon to put out the flames, but when he tried to rescue the contents from the spittoon, only ashes were left.

"Xiao Lang. This."

Wang Shouzhong's face was already pale.

Zhao Jun said, "It's none of your business. What are you afraid of? I have backups, and they haven't been destroyed. I'm just worried that if these things get out, they'll be discovered by spies from Western Xia and Liao, and harm the Song Dynasty. You probably don't know that Western Xia and Liao have long had accomplices in the Song Dynasty palace."

"impossible."

Wang Shouzhong was horrified and said, "Absolutely impossible!"

"The government knows about this, just ask him when the time comes."

Zhao Jun lazily sat on the chair and said, "You go find the official. I'll wait here for him to come."

"yes."

Wang Shouzhong had no choice but to leave the hall.

He really couldn't afford to offend Zhao Jun now because of his current status, so he could only let it go.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Zhen barely managed to deal with the civil service group and hurried back.

He had already heard about Zhao Jun burning everything, so he asked as soon as he entered the room, "Grandson, what's wrong with you? Why did you burn all my books?"

Your book?

Zhao Jun sneered inwardly, then said, "Your Majesty, I'm reminded of the many spies Xixia has in the palace. If you put the book in Guanjia Hall and it's stolen, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"this"

Zhao Zhen was dumbfounded because he remembered that Zhao Jun had indeed mentioned this matter.

Then he could only say: "We can't destroy these things, so we might as well hide them."

"Don't worry, I've hidden them all in the computer."

Zhao Jun pointed to the notebook and said, "By the way, I came here today to ask the emperor something. Cao Xiu should have told you about the Wuyou Cave incident."

"well."

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhen sighed and said, "Grandson, you're too impulsive. How could you allow Di Qing and his men to set up a private court? Did you know that this morning, more than a dozen imperial censors impeached me and forced me to execute Di Qing?"

Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Zhen with a bad face. Zhao Zhen felt a little uneasy under the stare. He asked in confusion, "Grandson, is there something on my face?"

"There is something. There are three words written all over your face: you have a serious illness!"

Zhao Jun stared at him and said word by word, "Sir, are you seriously ill?"

(End of this chapter)

2015