Chapter 339: Yan Xiang’s Injustice
Xu Wan was extremely shocked.
This statement was really too arrogant. Fan Ding had already made it clear that this matter would affect the emperor's reputation, but Zong Zhao still had no scruples and wanted to give Yan Xiang justice.
This courage and fearlessness is admirable.
The little devil was so excited that he grabbed his brother's sleeve and shook it. Although he didn't say anything, his face was full of drama: Look, brother! This is my dad! Super invincible and powerful! !
Zong Wenxiu had never been so confident in his heart. He was confident that his uncle would help his grandfather find out the injustice.
Fan Ding's face, which had been calm all the time, couldn't help but twitch. His original intention was to remind Zong Zhao to stop, but this man ended up becoming even more powerful and lawless.
Fan Ding suppressed his emotions, stretched out his hand and waved to him a few more times, and said, "Six years ago, there was a corrupt minister in the Ministry of Revenue who wanted to overturn the verdict. Not only did the emperor not listen to his explanation, he also demoted the minister who wanted to overturn his verdict. The position of a minister is so difficult, and you think this is a good path to follow?"
"Whether it's easy or not, that's my road. Mr. Fan, just walk your own road with peace of mind." Zong Zhao finished speaking, and the soldiers behind him all looked at him, filled with shock.
It is said to be walking, but in fact it is a send on the road.
This was clearly a move to take Fan Ding away.
Fan Ding was so angry that his beard was shaking, and his hand holding the chess piece was a little unsteady, but he had been in the officialdom for many years, so he forced himself to make another move: "The emperor's biggest worry is Luo Jingfeng. As soon as you returned to Beijing, not only did you not help the emperor solve his problems, but you also got together with Luo Jingfeng and always put the emperor in a difficult position. Luo Jingfeng holds the military power, and no one dares to touch him. What do you have? Just rely on military achievements? General Zong, you'd better not be too confident."
If the black piece leaves the hand, the white piece is doomed.
Fan Ding smiled and said, "It seems that I have narrowly won. General Zong has been on the battlefield all year round, so how could he understand the twists and turns of the capital?"
At this point, the dust seemed to have settled.
Even Xu Wan was worried for him. She didn't know Zong Zhao's actual situation, but from the outside, what Fan Ding said was true. If Zong Zhao insisted on humiliating the emperor, the emperor might take the opportunity to make trouble and put him in danger.
The two kids were so nervous that they grabbed each other's sleeves. Although they were still young, they learned how to write policy papers every day and understood everything Fan Ding said.
The more I understand, the more I know Zong Zhao’s current situation.
While Fan Ding was talking and laughing, Zong Zhao sat still, and his dangerous eyes shook.
As the two were comparing, a guard suddenly ran out from the courtyard and shouted, "General, the account book has been found!"
"What?!" Fan Ding was shocked.
He stood up hurriedly and asked in a stern voice, "Zong Zhao! You openly played chess with me, but secretly sent people to check my account books?"
Zong Zhao put down the chess piece and said as a matter of course: "Otherwise, I would have no time to compete with you in chess skills, right?"
"Puchi..." The little devil couldn't help but laughed out loud first. His father's words were so rude.
Xu Wan also breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he had already planned it.
"You...you..." Fan Ding stood up immediately, but could only watch helplessly as the account book fell into Zong Zhao's hands.
That thin book, which recorded his interactions with various officials, should have been a book for him to control other officials in the court, but now it became his death warrant.
"Zong Zhao!" Fan Ding gritted his teeth and shouted, "Are you crazy? Do you really dare to touch me? You want to touch me with this book? There are hundreds of officials listed here, big and small. Do you dare to give it to the emperor? Who do you think he will protect?"
Fan Ding had served as prime minister to the emperor for four years and knew the emperor's thoughts very well.
The little devil's giggling face froze instantly.
It is again the decision of many officials and one person.
It was the same thing last year. When the Crown Prince took him to investigate the dance house case, more than fifty officials in the court were implicated. Zhai Li threatened His Highness with the turmoil these officials would cause, and the Emperor once ordered to let everyone go.
And now, it's here again, this time with even more officials.
It’s just that the person investigating the case changed from His Highness to Father.
They are also fighting against the filth and ugliness in the darkness.
Zong Zhao did not say anything more to him, but stood up and said, "Take it away."
"yes!"
The soldiers stepped forward and took Fan Ding away.
Fan Ding struggled and shouted, "Let me go! You are crazy! You are all crazy! Zong Zhao, Zong Zhao, look carefully at who I am. I am Prime Minister Fan. I used to be the Prime Minister of the Great Chu. I am a great contributor to the country and the people! You are killing the donkey after you have done your work. You are destroying the bridge after crossing the river! Abusing a loyal minister is intolerable!"
Zong Wenxiu listened to him and finally asked, "It is you who abused the loyal minister. Prime Minister Yan has devoted his whole life to the country and the people, and he is honest and upright. But you framed him for embezzling 1,000 taels of silver. The place you live in is extremely luxurious. How many thousand taels of silver did it cost to build it? How dare you say that you are a meritorious minister? How can you be worthy of Prime Minister Yan who is in the afterlife?"
"Who are you? How dare you point your finger at me?" Fan Ding's eyes turned red with anger. He now hated that he was just a civil servant, otherwise he would have to break away from the soldiers and beat up this arrogant little bastard.
But who would have thought that when he turned around, he saw Zong Wenxiu's red eyes and that determined gaze.
Fan Ding was stunned.
That look was so similar, as if he had traveled through time and returned to more than ten years ago, saying to him sternly and ruthlessly: "Fan Ding embezzled and accepted bribes of 100 taels. According to the law, the stolen money must be confiscated, his salary must be fined for one year, his official rank must be demoted by two levels, and he must not be promoted within three years."
The measures to crack down on corrupt officials were harsh, but he just couldn't resist the temptation and embezzled one hundred taels.
He has been honest for most of his life, so what if he embezzled a hundred taels?
But Prime Minister Yan refused to give him a chance to live and insisted on making his scandal known to the public. He was demoted two levels as a punishment, leaving him with no hope of promotion for many years.
He hates it, how could he not hate it.
So he designed a plan to make Yan Xiang corrupt as well.
Hidden in the material of clothes, in personal ornaments, in the jewelry of relatives...all places that were not easily noticed, there was evidence everywhere. When accumulated together, it was exactly one thousand taels, ten times heavier than his one hundred taels.
According to the laws designated by Prime Minister Yan, Prime Minister Yan should be dismissed and investigated, and his entire family should become civilians.
He who makes harsh laws dies by their hands; this is exactly what he deserves.
Fan Ding always felt that he did the right thing. He was just avenging the thousands of people who had been wronged like him. Yan Xiang should have stepped down.
But now, with this young boy standing in front of him, he couldn't help but think of Yan Zhun, the thriving achievements of Da Chu, and the laws strictly formulated that they had been using.
He said in a trembling voice: "You...you are...you are a strict descendant!"
Zong Wenxiu really wanted to admit his identity and also wanted to tell him: Yes, that's right, Yan Xiang still has descendants alive, and there are people waiting to redress his grievances.
However, he did not want to cause trouble for his uncle, so he met Fan Ding's gaze and said, "Although Yan Xiang is dead, his loyal soul will live on. You should also pay the price for your evil deeds."