Censorate.

Pang Shangpeng made Zhao Shouzheng angry, so he locked him up in the prison and went on to do other things.

It was almost time to get off work when I heard from my subordinates that General Wang had returned.

He closed the impeachment in his hand and walked quickly to the duty room of the Chief Justice.

Pang Zhongcheng was ready to file a serious complaint against the man named Zhao and ask the Chief Censor to directly write to the Ministry of Personnel to strip him of his official uniform first!

"Your Excellency the Chief Justice."

After reporting, Pang Shangpeng went in to pay his respects.

Wang Ting was wearing reading glasses and looking through the information transferred from Wanping County. He responded without raising his head:

"You've come just in time. Let Zhao Shouzheng go."

"Ah?" Pang Shangpeng was surprised. He raised it high and put it down gently, but he did not agree with the censor's "wild dog spirit".

"Ah what?!"

Wang Ting looked stern, and every wrinkle on his face revealed the majesty of a chief censor. He was completely different from the kind look he had shown in front of Xu Jie and his son and Zhang Juzheng.

"You guys didn't even investigate it thoroughly, and you just bit people recklessly!"

President Wang slammed the file in his hand and scolded him, "At least take a look at what Xishan Coal Industry has bought, then it won't be too late to impeach it, right?!"

"What did they buy?" Pang Shangpeng quickly picked up the thick stack of documents with both hands and saw that it was the transfer record of Xishan Coal Industry's purchase of the coal mine.

"Hey, why are there only worthless abandoned coal mines?"

Pang Zhongcheng was dumbfounded after reading a few pages.

"I still want to ask you something!" Wang Ting stared at Pang Shangpeng, who had gained fame by scolding others, and said angrily: "How do you dig an abandoned coal mine? Tell me how to dig it!"

"Then why did they buy it?" Pang Shangpeng's head was buzzing: "Are they going to raise fish?"

"Why do you care what they do? Anyway, they didn't dig a single shovel!" Wang Ting pointed at Pang Shangpeng and cursed with a dark face: "Without solid evidence, you dare to turn the tables and blame Xishan Coal Industry! That is the eldest princess's industry. You are throwing my face into the palm of your majesty!"

In fact, Longqing didn't really scold him, but the emperor's cold and sarcastic tone was enough to make the Chief Censor very angry.

As the leader of the censors, the Chief Censor was actually left speechless by the emperor's pressure. If this gets out, won't the younger generations of officials laugh at him to death?

"Hey, let them go, let them go right away." Pang Shangpeng quickly admitted his mistake, and then shirked the responsibility, saying, "I will call Zhou Ying and Feng Bijin right away and ask them how they did it. How could such a big mistake happen?!"

"Well, let them submit a report of self-accusation and go home to farm." Wang Ting said lightly, and continued to lower his head to ponder the pile of files.

What on earth is the princess going to do with so many abandoned coal mines?

Pang Shangpeng wanted to say something for the two minions, but he knew the governor's temper. Saying anything at this time would only add fuel to the fire. He hummed a few times and then responded and retreated.

~~

The cells in the Prison Department of the Censorate are all single rooms and are quite clean. They can be considered mansions in the prison... although it is still a prison.

Zhao Shouzheng took off his brand new official robe, folded it neatly and placed it on the table. He lay on the bed in his white gauze shirt and sighed secretly:

"As expected, the political world is dangerous and one can easily be blamed. It seems that I need to be more careful with my words and actions in the future."

Then he fell asleep snoring.

When Pang Shangpeng opened the door and came in, Zhao Shouzheng was sleeping soundly.

"Oh, you have such a big heart!"

Pang Zhongcheng was immediately furious.

I couldn't help but secretly hate him, this guy is so confident, he was clearly pretending to be stupid to make fun of me before.

Such a wicked man is to be released immediately. How can I face the imperial court? How can I face the young minister?

Thinking of this, he coughed hard.

"Ah!" Zhao Shouzheng was so frightened that he sat up suddenly, rubbed his eyes, saw who was coming, and then shut up.

"Okay, the top scholar is worthy of his family's knowledge. His ability to play dumb has become a perfectionist!" Pang Shangpeng stared at Zhao Shouzheng with flaming eyes.

Mr. Zhao blinked his innocent big eyes and looked at the other person silently.

Anyway, he would remain silent unless it was necessary to answer.

Pang Shangpeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. This beast was obviously very powerful but too cautious. Given time, he might become a serious problem...

Thinking of this, Pang Zhongcheng felt a little uneasy, and his tone involuntarily slowed down.

"Okay, stop pretending. I came here myself. Nothing I ask will count. Just tell me why you bought so many abandoned coal mines."

"I am concentrating on my studies and not taking care of mundane affairs. All household affairs are handled by my son, so I am not aware of anything." Zhao Shouzheng spread his hands and said.

I thought to myself, I really don’t know.

Hearing that he was going to repeat the same thing three times, Pang Zhongcheng quickly raised his hands in surrender and said, "I won't ask any more questions. Please don't say anything more."

Otherwise, I will have a nightmare tonight.

"You can go now." Pang Shangpeng gave up the extravagant hope of making one last effort and said in a slow tone, "Don't blame me, No. 1 scholar. I am just following the rules and I know nothing else."

If you want to hate someone, just hate the two who went back home to farm...

"Thank you, Zhongcheng." Zhao Shouzheng bowed and finally said something different.

Pang Shangpeng felt that he had finally been freed from the evil sound that pierced his ears.

~~

By the time Zhao Shouzheng came out of the Censorate, it was almost dark.

Then I saw a lot of good guys outside, a large group of classmates gathered together.

They didn't dare to act rashly in their official uniforms, so they changed into casual clothes after the court was dismissed and rushed over.

"I'm sorry to have worried you all again." Zhao Shouzheng bowed embarrassedly.

"Brother, you are too polite. Isn't that what classmates do?" The classmates laughed and said, "We have to let them know that only when we in the Wuchen Division stick together can we avoid being bullied!"

The Jinshi of this category are really full of hidden talents. Especially Shen Yikuan, Zhao Zhigao, Zhang Wei, Zhu Geng, several Shujishi in their thirties with great abilities, had consciously organized their peers to stick together.

The timely rain sent the Second Master to the top of the imperial examination, and he was not only the top scholar, but also the big brother elected by his peers.

If no one cared about him when something happened, the entire Wuchen Department would fall apart in an instant...

After talking with his classmates for a while and making an appointment for dinner at another date, Zhao Shouzheng was able to get away and go home with his son.

In the carriage, the father and son exchanged their respective situations.

When Mr. Zhao Er learned that Zhao Hao was going to give a lecture on science, he couldn't help but feel guilty and said, "Now they are all going after my son."

"It should be like this." Zhao Hao sincerely reflected: "This time it was my fault. I shouldn't have mixed so much private information into my father's palace examination paper, which brought unnecessary disaster to my father."

He said with a serious face: "From now on, I will take care of these troublesome things, and father just needs to concentrate on his official duties."

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Shouzheng was very self-aware and he deeply understood the dangers of being an official. He felt that in the first few years, he should talk less and watch more, and learn from his son.

But where did this kid learn so many tricks?

Mr. Zhao's head hurt from thinking about it, so he stopped thinking about it.

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