After dealing with the internal affairs of the Imperial City Bureau, Zhao Jun went to Fan Mansion.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of Donghua Gate, he met the steward of Yan Shu's mansion who was waiting outside Donghua Gate. The steward handed him a letter. When Zhao Jun read it, he found that the letter was full of scolding at him.

It was obvious that Yan Shu was very angry about copying "Linjiangxian". Even if he hid in the Imperial Examination Hall for three days, he could not escape the scolding.

Zhao Jun had no choice but to accept the letter and ask the housekeeper to go back and apologize to Yan Shu before leaving.

He had just finished his exams that morning, and in the afternoon he went to Old Crow Lane to arrest someone, and then dealt with some internal affairs. It was already dark, and as night fell, the Bianliang Night Market opened, decorated with lights and colorful lanterns.

Daguan Lane was also bustling with activity at this time, with people setting up stalls, visiting the night market, running shops, and performing acrobatics coming and going on the street.

Zhao Jun made his way through the crowd and arrived at the door of the Fan Mansion. After knocking, the housekeeper of the Fan Mansion opened the door a crack. Seeing that it was Zhao Jun, he hurriedly said, "The master is waiting for the young man."

"Yes, thank you."

Zhao Jun greeted politely and then stepped in.

I walked to the main hall as if I was familiar with the place, and sure enough, I saw Fan Zhongyan drinking tea in the hall with a piece of paper in his hand.

"Coming?"

Fan Zhongyan took a sip of tea, raised his head, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Sit down."

"How could you predict that I would come?"

Zhao Jun was puzzled.

In history, Fan Zhongyan was indeed very smart. For example, he was very experienced in governing local areas and quelling floods.

He even knew economics. One year, there was a drought in Hangzhou and the price of rice skyrocketed. Not only did he not suppress the price, he also drove up the price, making rice expensive in Hangzhou.

When the common people were cursing, merchants saw that the price of rice in Hangzhou had skyrocketed, so they rushed to Hangzhou to sell it. As a result, because there was too much rice, the price of rice plummeted overnight.

He also carried out large-scale infrastructure construction, asking Buddhist temples, Taoist temples and government officials to jointly fund the renovation of temples, thereby driving a large number of industries and promoting local economic development.

The reason why people think he is upright is that he has a stubborn character. Once he makes up his mind about something, no one can change it, and he even dares to confront the prime minister.

But that doesn't mean he isn't smart.

But no matter how powerful he is, can he guess when he will come to find him?

Can this be calculated?

Fan Zhongyan smiled, put down his teacup, and said, "In terms of knowledge and experience a thousand years later, there's a huge gap between you and me. But in terms of official experience, you're still very young. If you encounter any problems, you'll naturally have no choice but to come to me."

"All right."

Zhao Jun had no choice but to sit down and said, "We did encounter some problems."

As he spoke, he glanced at the paper in Fan Zhongyan's hand and saw that the first sentence on it was "After the dream, the tower was locked high." No need to look, it was the "Linjiangxian" poem.

Seeing Zhao Jun saw the poem, Fan Zhongyan laughed and said, "This poem was sent by Yan Tongshu, who said it was written by him, but I don't think it was written by him."

"Why not?"

"Yan Tongshu's style of poetry is elegant and sentimental. This poem is completely different from his style. It has a deep and passionate flavor. Therefore, it is not... Do you know who wrote this poem?"

"I copied his son Yan Jidao's work. I just heard today that his son got pregnant a while ago, so he sent someone to come and scold me."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Upon hearing this, Fan Zhongyan burst into laughter and said, "No wonder he was so anxious to write notes everywhere and send them to everyone, saying that he had a new poem. He was afraid that you would steal his son's poem and put the blame on yourself first."

Zhao Jun's expression became even more embarrassed.

Seeing that his expression seemed a little wrong, Fan Zhongyan realized that things might not be simple.

After a moment's thought, Lao Fan slowly stopped smiling happily, stared at Zhao Jun with a stern look on his face and said, "You didn't copy my lyrics too, did you?"

"No."

Zhao Jun shook his head repeatedly in denial.

"That's good."

Fan Zhongyan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"I copied your five-character quatrain to use as a test poem."

Zhao Jun said honestly.

"puff!"

A mouthful of tea spurted out and Zhao Jun turned his head to avoid it, but luckily he dodged quickly.

Fan Zhongyan wiped his mouth, and his face looked strange, as if he had eaten something unpleasant.

"Don't be so upset. I can't help it. I was tricked by Lao Yan. He said the test might be about ci poetry, but I was just thinking about ci poetry. Then I saw it was a test about poetry."

Zhao Jun changed to the seat opposite and said as he sat down, "You know that we have a good relationship. At that time, my mind was full of your poems, so I wrote them down. Anyway, that is a poem you will write later. You won't blame me, right?"

"So I have to thank you for remembering me."

Fan Zhongyan was furious.

"Don't worry about these details. Oh, by the way, a princess went missing outside Xuande Gate. The family has already reported the case to Kaifeng Prefecture, and Kaifeng Prefecture has put the blame on the Imperial City Bureau. I think they'll report it to the government tomorrow. Can they find the person?"

Zhao Jun waved his hand.

Fan Zhongyan barely suppressed his anger and said, "I've heard about this as well. It should be Gui Fanlou's doing. Gui Fanlou never dared to attack members of the royal family before, but now he's taking such a huge risk. Who knows, the people in Kaifeng Prefecture might be behind this."

Although Lao Fan was dismissed in April this year for impeaching Lu Yijian, he had worked in Kaifeng Prefecture for nearly two years and cultivated some capable subordinates, among whom he naturally had spies.

It is possible that Zhao Jun had only arrested Li Dewen in the afternoon when the situation had already been reported to Fan Zhongyan, so Zhao Jun was not surprised that he was so well-informed.

The problem is that Li Dewen did not explain the matter of the clan daughter. After cutting off his fingers and using those two uneducated sons as an example, Li Dewen had actually explained almost everything. He flatly denied the matter of the clan daughter, but explained everything else in detail.

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