"There's an assassin!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Two people jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards Feng Siyuan, stepping on people's heads.

"Protect the Lord!"

Many officers rushed over from both sides, holding spears, swords and shields, protecting Feng Siyuan and Zhao Lin behind them.

At the same time, a pair of archers came out, drew their bows and aimed arrows at the two men.

"There's an ambush!"

The two assassins were horrified and suddenly fell into the crowd, trying to hide their figures in the chaotic crowd.

"shoot!"

Following the order, the archers didn't care about hurting innocent people and shot arrows at the place where the two men fell.

Puff puff puff...

The sound of arrows entering the body reached Zhao Lin's ears. He looked out through the gap in the shield in front of him and saw that many civilians were shot and fell to the ground in pain.

"Lord Feng!" Zhao Lin was furious.

This Feng Siyuan actually used the construction of a shrine as bait to attract assassins to attack him.

Zhu Zhongyan held great power in the court, second only to the emperor and above everyone else. He was known as Zhu Qiansui and would kill anyone he disliked. Many officials who impeached him were demoted or killed by him, and rivers of blood flowed.

Therefore, many victims' families or chivalrous men tried to assassinate him in order to purge the emperor's side, but Zhu Zhongyan was in the palace and was heavily guarded, so it was impossible to kill him. Some people turned to kill Zhu Zhongyan's subordinates.

Feng Siyuan is one of them.

Killing a provincial governor is better than killing hundreds of Zhu Zhongyan's guards.

However, Feng Siyuan was the governor of a province after all, and he had mobilized men from the city defense army to serve as his own guards. Ordinary people could not contact him at all, so naturally they could not kill him.

Therefore, the inauguration ceremony of the ancestral temple is the best opportunity.

But who knew that this was actually Feng Siyuan's plan to lure the snake out of its hole.

The two assassins were successfully lured out and fell into a trap, making it difficult for them to escape.

"Lord Zhao, please calm down. You have done a great job by luring out these two assassins." Feng Siyuan said with a smile as he squatted behind the shield.

Zhao Lin sneered, "Your Excellency is truly courageous! Aren't you afraid that you might end up getting killed instead of gaining the prize?"

Feng Siyuan untied his official robe, revealing the armor underneath.

He came prepared.

While the two were talking, the archers had already shot and killed dozens of civilians in the audience, but the two assassins disappeared.

"Report to the lord, the assassin is missing." The garrison came over and said.

"Trash, all of you trash. I risked my life to lure them out, yet they still ran away. What's the use of you trash?" Feng Siyuan cursed.

He won't be able to sleep well until these assassins are eliminated.

The garrison commander quickly said, "Sir, please calm down. Although we didn't catch them, I saw with my own eyes that they were shot by arrows. As long as we block the city gates and go to every clinic to ask, we will definitely catch them."

"Then why are you still standing there? Go and do it." Feng Siyuan said angrily.

The garrison dared not say a word and immediately mobilized all the manpower, blocked the city gates, and searched for the assassin from house to house.

When the crowd quieted down, Feng Siyuan said, "Mr. Zhao is indeed a poetic talent. His poetry is truly extraordinary. Let's applaud and thank you Mr. Zhao for bringing us this poem."

Police quickly cleaned up the scene and continued the ceremony.

However, after the assassin's disturbance, everyone lost interest and wanted to leave quickly, and the entire ceremony ended in a perfunctory manner.

"Master Feng, I cannot bear this shock today in vain."

After returning to Feng Mansion, Zhao Lin said to Feng Siyuan.

Feng Siyuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lord Zhao. I won't let you suffer in vain. Although your poem will make those so-called upright officials hate Master Zhu even more, it also describes the Master's predicament. He has devoted all his energy to the country and the people, but those people insult him every day and wish him dead. In fact, those people are the ones who truly deserve to die. I will send your poem to the capital by express horse so that Master can read it personally. I believe that someone understands his difficulties and he will definitely appreciate it."

Zhao Lin said with a straight face, "That's all for the future. I want the benefits now."

Feng Siyuan asked, "What benefit do you want?"

Zhao Lin said, "I want your warrant, the kind that can give you the power of life and death over all officials in the province."

Feng Siyuan frowned slightly: "I don't even have the right to do that..."

Zhao Lin interrupted him impatiently: "Just make them listen to me, I will take care of those who don't."

Feng Siyuan was startled: "You're not going to kill anyone else, are you?"

Zhao Lin said calmly, "Master Feng, you don't need to worry about that. But don't worry, if I complete this mission successfully, you will also benefit. If Master Li mentions to His Majesty that among the thirteen provinces, you are the only Governor who has been most attentive and sent the finest flowers and stones, and with General Manager Zhu agreeing, how do you think His Majesty will reward you?"

Feng Siyuan's eyes lit up: "I am already a governor. To be promoted, I will either be appointed governor of another province or serve as an official in Beijing."

"So, sir, do you really have to care about those little profits?" Zhao Lin asked.

Feng Siyuan glanced at Zhao Lin deeply and said, "Compared to Zhao Chenhan, you look more like the prince of a marquisate."

Zhao Lin smiled proudly: "The prince of the Marquisate is nothing. I will surpass Zhao Jingzhou and make him kneel before me."

“Haha, you’re ambitious!”

Feng Siyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Since Lord Zhao has said this, I will not be perfunctory. I can help you with all my strength, but you must not forget to ask Lord Li to speak well of me in front of His Majesty. Otherwise, I will not be able to deal with Li Xingye. But Lord Zhao, hehe."

Zhao Lin said disdainfully, "Don't threaten me. I can tell you plainly: do a good job with the Flower and Stone Gang and don't take advantage of it to harm the people. As long as you do these two things well, Lord Li will definitely appreciate you and promote you. It's perfectly natural for him to recommend you to His Majesty, and I don't even need to tell you. Think about it, with the dual recommendations of Lord Li and General Zhu, it wouldn't be easy for you to enter the court and take charge of a department. And if General Zhu says a few good words for you in the future, you might even become the Prime Minister or even be crowned a king."

Feng Siyuan's heart was pounding.

Even the prime minister's door is occupied by a seventh-rank official, let alone an official in the court. Although the governor is a high-ranking official who wields power within a province, who doesn't want to enter the political center and become a trend-setter?

There are many officials higher than the governor.

Zhao Lin kept making big promises, and finally included Feng Siyuan in the plan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll send you someone. Whoever dares to disobey will be dealt with."

Feng Siyuan didn't dare to write any documents for Zhao Lin, as it would be troublesome if Zhao Lin used it to do something out of line.

But it is possible to send someone to assist.

Feng Siyuan assigned his brother-in-law to Zhao Lin.

"Don't just focus on your errands; be diligent in contacting various places. Zhao Chenhan is much smarter than you, but he's already visited all the prefectures, even this official. Of course, I've already worked with you, so I'm just being polite to him. After all, he's the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei and a member of Prince Yu's family. You must be careful not to let him steal all the credit."

Before leaving, Feng Siyuan reminded Zhao Lin of this.