"Now, do you know the mystery of the situation between the DPRK and China?"
Fu Bonian nodded and said, "Students understand."
He was Minister of the Court of Judicial Review at that time, and he was already somewhat distant from the courtiers, and he did not have much contact with them on weekdays.
But he never thought that just because he was the person promoted by Wei Sizhong back then, no matter what his faults were, he had already become a thorn in someone's side.
"Bo Nian, I have something for you to do."
Seeing Fu Bonian pondering over there, Wei Sizhong spoke directly.
"But it depends on the teacher's instructions."
Wei Sizhong said, "Yan Prefecture Military Commissioner Yang Chengming The emperor originally sent me to go personally to the matter of dereliction of duty. Because the emperor has been in poor health recently, I can't bear to have the emperor work hard in spite of his illness, so I recommended you to go on your behalf."
Yan Prefecture Military Commissioner?
A bright light flashed in Fu Bonian's mind: Isn't that the person who is at odds with Wei Li?
It seems that there are many doubts surrounding the death of Wei Li.
However, Fu Bonian did not clarify the doubts in his heart. He just raised his head and looked at Wei Sizhong and said, "How about a teacher who needs a student?"
"Yang Chengming knows a lot of people in Beijing. I think that when you were attacked halfway this time, someone must have communicated with him and wanted to use you to blackmail me."
After all, for a person who can be appreciated by the prime minister, if the two people have no special contact with each other on weekdays, it will not be clear from the outside.
"How could they have such thoughts? If the teacher hadn't been so good at predicting things, wouldn't the students have already been killed by others?"
"You are my favorite disciple, so I can't just sit back and ignore you."
"But regarding the Yan Prefecture matter, I am really upset. I will leave this matter to you, Bo Nian, do you know?"
"My teacher has told me that no student should dare to disobey me. But please rest assured, my teacher, if Commissioner Yang dares to do something so contrary to nature, the student will have his own way to make him willingly submit to the law."
After hearing this, Wei Sizhong nodded and said, "You have always acted steadily, so I can't be more reassured. But Yang Chengming will not be captured so easily. You must be careful here."
"The teacher's teachings will be remembered by students in their hearts."
Wei Sizhong reached out and patted Fu Bonian on the shoulder again. "Go ahead, I have already prepared money and food for your carriage, so you can go on your own without worries."
"Teacher, take care, student, farewell!"
Fu Bonian bowed to Wei Sizhong and then stepped out.
Wei Sizhong behind him looked at his back, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Send someone to follow him. If he can accomplish this, that will be great. If not, give him a helping hand."
Someone responded secretly and followed Fu Bonian.
When Fu Bonian got out of Chancellor's Residence, someone put him into a carriage that looked unremarkable at first glance, and then quickly sent him out of the city.
Fu Bonian, who was sitting in the carriage, now absolutely did not dare to lift the curtain and look out.
The words Wei Sizhong said to him before are still fresh in my mind.
Fu Bonian also knew very well that what Wei Sizhong told him this time was unusual.
He wants to use his own hands to get rid of those Yan Prefecture Military Commissioner Yang Chengming.
But, what reason did he have for refusing?
Come on, even if he hasn't explained it, outsiders have already regarded him as one with Wei Sizhong. If that's the case, what's there to be afraid of?
Moreover, if it weren't for Wei Sizhong, he Fu Bonian might not even be able to save his life, so how could he be as prosperous and wealthy as he is now?
Just think of it as repaying the kindness you have accumulated over the years!
As soon as he thought of this, Fu Bonian, who had closed his eyes and was concentrating, slowly opened his eyes, and the previous hesitation was gone.
The carriage carrying Fu Bonian was driving rapidly north.
At that time, Jiang Prefecture, a tea shop
At this time, it is the slack season for farmers, so there are a few more people coming to the teahouse to chat about everyday things than usual.
When there are more people and mixed conversations, the tea shop becomes as lively as the street.
In a corner that no one had noticed, two people were sitting. In front of them, there was a crude teapot, two tea bowls, and a small plate of peanuts.
The two men drank tea and threw a peanut into their mouths from time to time.
Suddenly, bursts of shouting came from the street outside, and soon people who looked like Prefectural Soldiers could be seen holding spears, driving away the crowd on the street.
Among those people, there were many elderly and childish women, who moved slowly. After being driven away by Prefectural Soldiers, crying and shouting broke out all over the place.
The waiter who was responsible for refilling tea and water for the guests saw this scene and turned a blind eye. However, the two people sitting in the corner stretched out their hands to block his way.
"Two guests, what are your orders?"
Being blocked, the waiter was not annoyed and looked at the two people with a smile.
"Why is there so much noise on the street?"
One of them cast his gaze outside the tea shop.
"Are the two guests just coming to Jiangzhou? I heard that Mr. Fu Bonian, who was the Minister of Dali Temple at that time, was about to return to his hometown to visit relatives. The county magistrate of the government sent people to the streets every day, saying that he wanted to give you a good impression."
One of the two people sneered, "In order to give a good impression to the gentleman who came from Capital City, we have to prevent these people from taking to the streets? What is the reason for this?"
The waiter was also a talkative person. Seeing that the two guests were in the middle of a conversation, he looked around and then lowered his voice and said, "You two guests, please don't be so public."
"Why is this?"
"Our master wanted to get promoted because he did everything possible. Master Fu rose all the way to the prime minister's level and became the Prime Minister. He became Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. He is an incredible person."
"And this gentleman has been in Capital City for many years. If it weren't for the fact that there is an old mother at home, I'm afraid he would never return to this remote place."
"His return to his hometown to visit relatives this time is naturally a great opportunity that cannot be missed for the county magistrate."
The two people said, "I see, Mr. Fu is also a very talented person. Otherwise, how could he have been able to sit on Minister of the Court of Judicial Review for so many years?"
The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched, and after looking around again, he spoke again, "You'd better not talk about Master Fu like this."
"Why is this?"
"I heard that the reason why he was favored by the prime minister is because he is a capable person."
Next, the waiter revealed some half-truths that he had heard before to the two people.
After a while, both of them looked shocked. "Is this true?"
"That's natural. It's just that in our small place, no one will talk about other people's affairs every day."
"Seeing that the two guest officers are also kind-faced people, the younger one said a few words."
"Thank you so much, little brother."
The two men glanced at the waiter in the tea shop with great gratitude, reached out and took out some broken silver from his arms, and secretly placed it in the waiter's hands.
"These should be considered as rewards for my kind reminder."
When the waiter saw the broken silver in his hand, he laughed so hard that he almost couldn't see his eyes.