Zhao Mengguan welcomed Zhao Fuxiang into his office, and at the same time ordered his subordinates to serve new tea quickly. Zhao Mengguan also smiled and said: "Brother Zhao, there is no good tea here, only the Longjing that was just delivered a year ago. Brother Zhao must not want it."

See outside!"

Zhao Fuxiang drank monkey king jasmine for 15 yuan a bag in his later generations. He could taste the quality of the tea there. In his opinion, the Longjing tea, which was as light as water, was not as good as jasmine.

Zhao Fuxiang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then curled his lips and said, "The tea is just average! Mr. Zhao, what do you want to do with the students?"

Seeing Zhao Fuxiang's appearance, Zhao Meng shouted in concern that this fat guy is really pretending. If I hadn't asked you to do it, I would have beaten your old sweetheart to pieces.

"Brother Zhao, you see, Mother Wu has been locked up here for five days. When will Brother Zhao come and take her away so that I can close the case!"

Zhao Fuxiang pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said: "So that's what happened. Mr. Zhao, you would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me that you are a student! But Mother Wu can't take it away now, and I need a small favor from you, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Mengguan was of course absolutely convinced, and quickly asked: "What else do you and my brothers say about whether to help or not? Please tell me, Brother Zhao!"

Zhao Fuxiang smiled: "Mr. Zhao, the students are going to stage a scene in which a hero saves a beauty. We need Mr. Zhao's help!"

Zhao Mengguan quickly asked what he needed to do, but after hearing Zhao Fuxiang's words, he cursed in his heart that this damn fat guy was really not a human being. Zhao Fuxiang's role was very simple, nothing more than a pretense and a slap in the face, but Zhao Mengguan knew this guy

In order to satisfy their selfish desires, they had just framed more than fifty people in Cuiyun Tower as traitors to the White Lotus Sect, and now they came to do this in front of Mother Wu. This really made Zhao Mengguan, who was born in Jinyiwei, feel disgusted.

But now that Zhao Mengguan was in front of Zhao Fuxiang, he had no choice but to nod and agree. When he sent his men out to prepare, Zhao Mengguan said in a stern tone: "Brother Zhao, I have something to ask of you. Can you please help me?"

Brother Zhao, could you please give me some kind words?"

Zhao Fuxiang did not expect that this group of Jin Yiwei could ask for help from him, so he asked curiously: "Master Zhao, you are a Jin Yiwei. Is there anything else you need help from me, a tribute student?"

Zhao Mengguan gave a wry smile and said: "To be honest, I spent money to be sent out, but the money was less, so I was sent to Qiongzhou. I originally thought about collecting some money after the New Year and giving it to Governor Luo to change his place.

, then you know that there has been a change of people above, and the commander has been replaced by Wu Mengming. I am not familiar with the commander, so I would like to ask Brother Zhao to make peace on my behalf!"

Wu Mengming? Zhao Fuxiang has never heard of this name. He is probably an insignificant person who has no name in history! Zhao Fuxiang doesn’t mind helping Zhao Mengguan. After all, many friends lead to many paths, but he doesn’t know Wu Mengming. How can he help Zhao Mengming?

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"Master Zhao, this student is not familiar with Wu Mengming, so I can't find a way to help you!"

Zhao Mengguan heard that Zhao Fuxiang was willing to help, and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me. Brother Zhao, isn't your second sworn brother Chen Mingxia? Mr. Chen is now an official and editor of the Imperial Academy, and is a close relative of the emperor. As long as Mr. Chen is willing to say

Commander Wu will definitely give you face!"

Zhao Fuxiang knew that the Hanlin editor was only a sixth-rank official, and that the commander of the Imperial Guard was the country's spy chief. How could he listen to a small sixth-rank official? Zhao Fuxiang didn't know that the Hanlin editor was not an easy person. Although he was of a low rank, he often walked around the emperor. Later generations

Isn’t there a saying that when changing pants from bra to bra, position is the most important thing!

At the same time, the editor of the Imperial Academy was known as the Prime Minister. From the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there was a tradition that non-Hanlin officials would not join the cabinet. Based on Chen Mingxia's status, Wu Mengming would definitely give up this reputation.

After hearing this, Zhao Fuxiang felt a little embarrassed. Although he boasted everywhere that he and Chen Mingxia were sworn brothers, he knew what was going on. It was Zhang Wenming who had drunk too much and did this ridiculous thing. Chen Mingxia didn't know about it at all. Even if Chen Mingxia knew this

It's up to two people whether they recognize the relationship or not. Now that Zhao Fuxiang is seeking help from Chen Mingxia, he really doesn't know if he can give himself face.

When Zhao Mengguan saw Zhao Fuxiang frowning and not saying anything, he thought that this guy had not benefited and refused to help, so he quickly took out a money order with a bank number from his arms. Zhao Fuxiang saw that it was a money order issued by Guangzhou Yinsheng Bank.

One thousand taels of official silver in actual exchange!

Mother Wu's Cuiyun Building is only worth more than two thousand taels, and now Zhao Mengguan is willing to give up half of the benefits at once. It seems that he is determined to win it!

Zhao Fuxiang originally refused, but when he saw the thousand taels of silver in front of him, he swallowed his words. Zhao Fuxiang said: "Since Mr. Zhao is so sincere, then the student will help you! But the ugly words are ahead, so you can't

You know that my second brother’s position is small, so if you can’t do it, don’t blame the students?”

Zhao Mengguan said with a smile: "As long as Brother Zhao is willing to write this letter, I will have to worry about everything else. Whether it succeeds or not has nothing to do with Brother Zhao!"

After hearing what Zhao Menguan said, Zhao Fuxiang had no choice but to pick up paper and pen and pretend to write a letter to Chen Mingxia who was far away in the capital. Of course, Zhao Fuxiang briefly explained his relationship with Zhang Wenming before, and then mentioned the matter of Zhao Menguan.

For a moment, I hope my second brother can help me.

After Zhao Mengguan saw that Zhao Fuxiang had finished writing, he quickly packed Zhao Fuxiang's letter, then took out a money order of one thousand taels of silver, put it in an envelope, sealed it, and gave it to a loyal servant of his, asking him to rush to the capital to deliver it.

Hand it over to Mr. Chen, Mr. Xia Chen.

Zhao Fuxiang saw the Jin Yiwei guard going out with the letter, and thought that it was already February anyway, and in one month the emperor would hang himself. If Beijing was in chaos, who could care about this letter? Perhaps he, the cheap second brother Chen Mingxia,

He died in the chaos of war, so don’t blame yourself for not doing things when the time comes!

Zhao Fuxiang didn't know that it was his intercession letter that completely changed the fate of the traitor Chen Mingxia. As for what happened next, I won't tell you what happened next.

Zhao Mengguan breathed a sigh of relief after sending the letter. He was in a good mood now and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, your surname is also Zhao. Are you from the Zhao and Song lineage? Are you from the lineage of Taizu, Taizong, or Wei?"

Wang’s lineage?”

Zhao Fuxiang was a little confused when Zhao Mengguan asked this. He knew that his surname was Zhao, but he would not know if he was not a descendant of Zhao Kuangyin. He also asked his father, and Zhao Zhikuan only knew that his family came from Guangxi and had been in Hainan since the Republic of China.

Farming, but it is not clear whether he is of the Zhao and Song lineage. After all, after that turbulent era, things like family trees were burned, and records can still be found there.

"Mr. Zhao, I don't know which house we come from. I heard from my father that my family is from Liuzhou, Guangxi. Brother Zhao, your surname is also Zhao. Do you know which house we come from?"

Zhao Mengguan listened to Zhao Fuxiang's words and said happily: "Guangxi? That must be the queen of King Wei. After Yongjia crossed south, a branch of the King of Wei moved to Wuzhou Prefecture in Guangxi. This expenditure came from Zhao Dewen, the eighth son of King Wei, who should be

Brother Zhao’s ancestor! My younger brother is also in the lineage of King Wei, and his ancestor is King Wei’s fourth son Zhao Deyong. So we are really a family! There is another lineage of King Wei in Dongguan, Guangfu. Brother Zhao can do it if he has the opportunity.

Go and continue the family tree. Now that Brother Zhao is back to develop, with the help of the clan members, there will be less trouble!"

There were five Zhao Kuangyin brothers at that time. The eldest Zhao Kuangji died early and was named King Cao after the founding of the Song Dynasty; the second was Zhao Kuangyin, Song Taizu, the third was Song Taizong Zhao Kuangyi, the fourth was Wei Wang Zhao Tingmei, and the fifth was named Zhao Guangzan, who died at a young age, so

The only descendants left behind are Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Kuangyi and Zhao Tingmei.

After Zhao Kuangyi became emperor, he was afraid that his fourth brother would imitate him, so he suppressed his younger brother openly and secretly. Zhao Tingmei's life was not going well, and he died of illness in his forties. Although he died early, he left behind ten

He has a son with more than 30 grandsons, and has more descendants than his two elder brothers. Because the second emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty suppressed the lineage of the King of Wei, the descendants of the King of Wei did not live a satisfactory life.

After the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, the emperor Zhengtong returned to Dafang, that is, Zhao Kuangyin's branch. The line of King Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief, so many descendants of King Wei gradually moved to various parts of the country, such as Henan, Shandong, Guangdong, Guangdong, Sichuan, Jiangsu and other places.

There are people living in the lineage of King Wei.

Zhao Fuxiang really took it to heart when he heard what Zhao Mengguan said. His family was alone, but with the help of his clansmen, there would be much less resistance. Thinking of this, Zhao Fuxiang thought that he should go to Guangzhou if he had the opportunity. In addition to renewing his family tree,

Look at this largest city in the South.

Now that they have become a family, the relationship between Zhao Mengguan and Zhao Fuxiang is much closer. Although they have their own secrets, on the surface they have begun to grow up. Zhao Fuxiang is older, so he becomes the eldest brother, and Zhao Mengguan becomes the younger brother when he is younger.

Became a younger brother.

Zhao Mengguan and Zhao Fuxiang talked a lot about the situation of the Zhao family in Guangzhou. It turns out that the Zhao family is very powerful in Guangzhou and has several ancestral halls. In addition to Dongguan, there are Zhao ancestral halls in Shunde and Nanxiong. There are even several Zhao family ancestral halls in Guangzhou.

The clan members were serving as officials. After hearing this, Zhao Fuxiang became more convinced of the idea of ​​going to Guangzhou to recognize his relatives.

Soon Jinyiwei's fan came over to report that everything was ready, and Zhao Fuxiang got up and followed him to Jinyiwei's prison. Jinyiwei's exclusive prison is called the imperial prison, but the Jinyiwei Yamen here in Qiongzhou does not have an imperial prison, and only has a few rooms.

It served as a temporary prison. Prisons have not been a good place since ancient times. Zhao Fuxiang smelled a smell of urine before he even got close to it, which made Zhao Fuxiang quickly block his nose.

Walking into this pigsty-like prison, Zhao Fuxiang found that it was exactly what it looked like on the outside. It looked like a pigsty on the outside, but it was similar on the inside! There were not many rooms inside, only five or six rooms separated by bowl-shaped thick wood, and one cubicle.

It covers an area of ​​about twenty square meters, but nearly a hundred people are crammed inside. These prisoners are packed together like sardine cans, with no place to move, let alone rest and sleep.

Seeing this, Zhao Fuxiang frowned and asked, "Prison leader, don't you respect human rights?"

Zhao Fuxiang's question stunned the cell leader. How did he know what human rights were? The cell leader knew that Mr. Zhao in front of him was a big shot. Even adults from hundreds of households were respectful when they saw him, so the cell leader also smiled apologetically and said: "Master Zhao,

What are human rights?”

"It means giving prisoners the right to eat and sleep!"

The prison boss was very happy to hear what Zhao Fuxiang said. After entering the Jinyiwei prison, I didn't hear that anyone could get out. What about the right to eat and sleep? But he didn't dare not answer Mr. Zhao's questions, and the prison boss couldn't help it.

He had no choice but to say: "Master Zhao, these are all prisoners on death row. If their families don't send money, they won't be able to eat!"

Zhao Fuxiang knew that prison has not been a good place since ancient times, so he sighed and didn't want to worry about it. He asked, "Is Mother Wu also locked up here?"
Chapter completed!