Chapter 570 Hu Zongxian's Skills
Hu Guiqi didn't know how he got back home.
He seemed unaware of the neighbors greeting him, and turned a deaf ear to the doorman's enthusiastic questions.
When he returned to his own yard, his family saw that something was wrong with him and asked him if something had happened.
Hu Guiqi looked up and asked blankly, "Where's Dad?"
Hu Zongxian was discussing with Mo Zhan and others in front.
"In Fengyuan Building, after Yang Qing's actions at the Military Affairs Department were fruitless, he went to the Dali Temple." Mo Zhan said, "It is said that the Dali Temple is interested in taking over this case, but I am not afraid of this matter, after all, Mr. Xu is still lying!"
Hu Zongxian said, "It's not about hurting anyone, but a fight before the big event at the end of the year." His eyes lit up, and he looked extremely confident and calm. "The other party has never known what the uncle is preparing. So they want to use this incident to throw us off balance and reveal some traces."
Sun Bu Tong smiled and said, "How about... giving them some fake news?"
Hu Zongxian shook his head. "My uncle said that we Mohists should act uprightly. What do we call that? No matter who is blocking us, we should just crush them!"
"Mr. Hu." A servant bowed outside the door. "Your family has something going on, and they want you to go back."
Hu Zongxian stood up and said, "The Dali Temple is just making a gesture, there's no need to worry. Also, keep a close eye on the area outside the city."
"Don't worry, Mr. Hu." Mo Zhan said, "The area outside the city is about to be completed. Those Confucianists hate them to the core. We brothers learned our lesson last time and will never give them a chance."
When Hu Zongxian returned home, his wife came over and whispered, "There's something wrong with Dalang."
"Where is he?"
"In the study."
Hu Zongxian nodded, walked to the outside of the study, listened carefully and found no movement inside, then pushed open the door.
Hu Guiqi sat blankly beside the desk, just like he did in the past when he came to ask for advice.
"Da Lang."
Hu Guiqi raised his head and looked at him blankly, his eyes moving slightly, "Dad, they slandered me..."
"What are you slandering me about?" Hu Zongxian asked.
"They said I plagiarized my classmates' essays."
Hu Guiqi's eyes were filled with tears. "I swore that I did not plagiarize, but a classmate testified that he saw me plagiarizing. The teacher was furious and threatened to kick me out."
He looked at his father. "Dad, I really didn't plagiarize."
Hu Zongxian walked over, pressed his shoulder, and said with a little force, "Dad believes in you!"
In an instant, Hu Guiqi burst into tears.
"father!"
"Although my son's path to the imperial examination was not smooth and he lacked in cunning, he is not that kind of person. Even if he were to appear before the emperor, even if he were to go to the underworld, anywhere else, I, the father, would not believe that my son would plagiarize!"
Hu Zongxian rubbed his son's head and said, "Restorate at home!"
"Dad, there are witnesses to this matter." Hu Guiqi said, "I don't know why they all said the same thing."
"Father knows." Hu Zongxian smiled and said, "Father will take care of this matter. You should rest well at home for a few days."
Walking out of the study, Hu Zongxian looked a little cold and said to his wife, "Take care of Dalang as usual these two days. Let him go to Xu Wei to help take care of him when he is free."
When people have nothing to do, they feel empty. If Hu Guiqi, who was accused of plagiarism, had nothing to do, Hu Zongxian could not guarantee that his son would do something stupid.
Committing suicide, or something.
Old dog!
There was coldness in Hu Zongxian's eyes. He never expected that the other party would use such a dirty trick.
"Confucians are the best at such despicable means." Jiang Qingzhi sneered after hearing the news.
Fu Cheng said respectfully, "My Lord, this matter could be a big or small matter. If it goes wrong, it will ruin Hu Guiqi's reputation. Otherwise... I will go there."
Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "If you go there, I'm afraid those students who testified will lose something!"
Maybe an arm or a leg or something.
Fu Cheng stood there with his hands folded. "Since those people are talking nonsense, I guess they should stop talking now!"
Jiang Qingzhi tried to imagine how to make a person's mouth useless, but he couldn't think of it.
But he still shook his head. "Old Hu may seem gentle, but he's actually quite arrogant. Damn, that's what talented people are like. Tell him to just go for it. I'll take care of the rest!"
"Yes." Fu Cheng went out, and Sun Chonglou followed him out. "Master, the dried meat is gone."
"It's cold and you'll get hungry quickly. I'll get some more later." Fu Cheng smiled as he looked at Sun Chonglou, who was getting stronger and stronger. "When I have a little grandson in the future, he will definitely be as strong as this. We'll teach him the method of cutting tendons and washing marrow since he was young. He will definitely be an invincible warrior when he grows up. But..."
Fu Cheng said sadly: "Once the musket comes out, I'm afraid that all the invincible generals will become dead souls under the gun."
Sun Chonglou asked: "Master, why didn't the young master just take action?"
"Hu Zongxian was once an imperial censor who inspected a region. Although he was loyal to Master, in his heart..." Fu Cheng pointed to his chest, "he was unwilling to give up. Master asked him to do it, which was to tell him that Master would never suppress him, and would never let him be useless.
Boy, people, the most frightening thing is to have talent but no opportunity to display it. Lord Bo is giving him a chance...if you have talent, show it!"
With Xu Wei's death, Hu Zongxian had the opportunity to display his talents.
……
Chen Yingshan's home was just behind the private school, in a courtyard with a family of five: his wife, two sons, and a daughter.
When he got home, his wife came up to him and said, "Husband, there are guests visiting."
"Who?"
"It's the guy who came last time."
Chen Yingshan entered the room. A man was waiting there. When he saw him come in, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
"No problem." Chen Yingshan said, "Please go to the study to talk."
The two entered the study. The man sat down and first looked at the layout of the study. He praised it a few times before talking about business. "Since Mr. Chen has done this, we will naturally not break our promise. Your son is currently a minor official in the Honglu Temple. After this year, he will be a clerk at the beginning of the year. How about being promoted again in three years?"
Chen Yingshan nodded, "A promise worth a thousand gold!"
The man laughed and said, "To be honest, being a clerk is not a big deal. If it weren't for the need to wait for seniority, I could have promoted your son two levels at this moment!"
Chen Yingshan felt relieved, "Thank you very much."
"It's just a matter of mutual benefit." The man stood up. "Please follow up on this matter, Mr. Chen. If there is anything wrong, you can go to Fengyuan Building for help at any time."
"No problem." After the visitor left, his wife came in. "I vaguely heard something about Dalang getting promoted?"
Chen Yingshan's eldest son has been working as a minor official in the Honglu Temple for five years, but has never found an opportunity for promotion. This is also a concern for the Chen family.
Chen Yingshan stroked his beard and smiled: "In another month, after the new year, Dalang will be promoted."
"What benefits did your husband give them?" The wife said, "If they are being attentive to you for no reason, they are either traitors or thieves!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Yingshan frowned, "I just dealt with a student who had no hope of passing the imperial examination."
"That student..."
"Don't worry about this." Chen Yingshan fooled his wife away, sat down, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "Since you have no hope of passing the imperial examination, it is better to go home and find a way to make a living than to waste money and study hard. Does this count as a good deed?"
When the eldest son Chen Min heard the news, he was overjoyed.
Chen Yingshan was flattered by his son that day and got drunk.
The next day, Chen Min returned home in a daze.
"father."
"Da Lang, what are you doing..."
"Dad, today the clerk Wang Qi said... that a sum of money was stolen."
Chen Yingshan asked, "But is it the money you are in charge of?"
Chen Min looked up, "It's not the money I'm looking after, but... but someone said that they saw me go in there, and when I came out, I had a bag in my hand, a very heavy bag!"
"This is definitely slander!" Chen Yingshan was furious. "Da Lang, you didn't argue with me?"
Chen Min nodded, "I have argued, but there are witnesses. Wang Qi asked me to go home, saying... wait for the follow-up investigation. If the evidence is conclusive, I will be sent to the authorities for trial. Dad, save me!"
Chen Min knelt down in panic.
Chen Yingshan was furious. "Who is behind this? Don't worry, I will go find him."
Chen Yingshan then went to Fengyuan Building. Chen Zhan received him and said with a smile, "This matter is simple. We just need to send someone over here."
"Thank you."
Chen Yingshan returned home happily and said to Chen Min, "Da Lang, everything has been settled. You can go back tomorrow!"
The next day, Chen Min returned to the Honglu Temple happily.
But what he saw was Shangguan Wangqi, who looked gloomy. "You still dare to come?"
Chen Min was stunned, "Wang Limu..."
"Someone else said that they heard you say in the toilet that day that you had made a fortune. Where did this fortune come from?"
Chen Min went home again and found his father who was teaching a class. "Dad, Wang Qi is getting more arrogant. He said there is a new witness."
"what?"
Chen Yingshan didn't believe it. He knew the power of those people in Fengyuan Building, so he went to ask for help again.
But the person sent by Chen Zhan came back and said: Wang Qi said that official matters must be handled impartially and no one can do anything about it.
……
In a tavern in the capital, Hu Zongxian and Wang Qi were drinking.
"Those people are not easy to deal with." Wang Qi gave Hu Zongxian a cunning look.
"As long as Xin'an Lane is here, no one can touch you." Hu Zongxian said gently, "Next year, there will be a vacancy in the Ministry of War."
The Ministry of War was Jiang Qingzhi's territory, and the Minister of War Wang Yiqi was a staunch supporter of the Mohist school.
Entering the Ministry of War means entering Jiang's protection circle. Who can touch Wang Qi?
After that, promotion is a given.
Wang Qi was delighted and raised his glass, "Don't worry, Mr. Hu. If those people come again, I will yell loudly."
Once they shouted loudly, there would be no room for Wang Qi and those people to relax.
This is what it means to take sides.
The lower classes are never lacking in wisdom, and are even wiser than meat-eaters.
Hu Zongxian thought this person was useful.
After three rounds of drinks, the two went their separate ways.
When Chen Yingshan returned home, Chen Min was waiting for him eagerly.
"father."
Chen Yingshan moved his lips, "This matter... we'll have to think about it in the long run!"
Wang Qi made it clear that he was not afraid of them, and even hinted that this matter would not be over until Chen Min was brought to ruin!
He couldn't bear to see his son's desperate look.
So he went to the study.
"Who!"
The wife asked at the door.
Chen Yingshan didn't hear what was said next, and later on he heard footsteps.
Chen Yingshan was thinking about this matter. Fengyuanlou meant to take it slow and they would naturally take action after the new year.
But once Wang Qi takes action, Chen Min's reputation will be ruined.
Unless those people can suppress Wang Qi immediately, this matter will be irreversible!
"Hu Zongxian!" Chen Yingshan said gritting his teeth.
"Hu is here!"
Chen Yingshan looked up and saw his wife standing by the door, and Hu Zongxian was just outside the door.
He asked calmly, "Did my son plagiarize?"
Chen Yingshan stood up slowly, his cheeks trembling.
"Never."
(End of this chapter)
