"Zhao Zhenji, you injured the subordinate of an official of the Imperial Court and even looked down on the imperial sword. What are your intentions?”
Ximen Qiao didn't even sit down or drink tea after entering the palace, and he started scolding.
"Lord Ximen, His Highness is sick. Please go back. This is the imperial sword. We thought that the person who was injured was an imposter.”The butler of the prince's mansion said with his sword in hand.
"Dog slave, what right do you have to speak? Go and tell Zhao Zhenji that this lord is already an imperial censor in front of the palace. Other than the emperor, everyone is under this censor's supervision.”
"Good, you country bumpkin, how dare you call this prince by his name. This is a crime that cannot be punished.”Zhao Zhenji finally couldn't help but jump out from behind the screen.
"You're Zhao Zhenji?" Ximen Qiao said.
"You go left and right, kill him and carry him away!”
The butler hurriedly stopped the guards who rushed up and whispered to Zhao Zhenji,"Your Highness, this person was sent by the Emperor. You can't kill him so casually." Your Highness, please reconsider."
"Then don't kill him. Beat him half to death. Beat him!”With Zhao Zhenji's order, the guards drew their sabers and clubs and approached.
"Looks like you won't give up until you see the yellow river. Don't blame me, Ximen Qingjiu.”Ximen Qiao whipped out his golden fan with a swoosh and started beating the guards of the Imperial Residence.
In an instant, seven or eight guards fell to the ground.
"All of you, attack!" Zhao Zhenji shouted.
"Stop!"
A familiar voice entered Zhao Zhenji's ears.
Then, the entire Imperial Residence knelt down in unison.
"Long live our emperor!"
"Zhao Zhenji, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you're my Imperial Uncle. Ximen Qing was appointed by Zhen, are you trying to go against Zhen?”
Zhao Ji asked Zhao Zhenji coldly under the protection of the Royal Guards.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It's really that Ximen Qing is too despicable. It's not that I want to go against you, Your Majesty.”
Zhao Zhenji knew that he was in the wrong. He didn't expect Zhao Ji to come so coincidentally.
"Don't you recognize the imperial sword? Humph!" Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Zhenji's mansion, which was so luxurious that it almost surpassed the imperial palace, and he was instantly furious.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. At least I thought that Ximen Qing had forged it and was prepared to take him to account.”Zhao Zhenji kneeled there, ready to take the hit.
"Your Majesty, when I sent someone to the prince's mansion to pass the order, it wasn't just the Minister's sword, but also the official letter from the Imperial Censorate. Imperial Uncle tore it into pieces on the spot, and my servant saw it clearly. If you don't believe me, ask him to take out the complete official letter.”Ximen Qiao had already stood up and walked over to Zhao Zhenji.
"There's such a thing? This is the first time something like this has happened in the Great Song Dynasty. Imperial Uncle, I don't believe that you would do such a thing. I'll give you one day to cooperate with Ximen Qing. If you don't get a satisfactory result, don't blame me for disrespecting you. Return to the palace!"
Zhao Ji was dragged here by Huang Jing to eat crabs, and Huang Jing was naturally arranged by Ximen Qiao.
Huang Jing and Zhao Zhenji had some grudges in the past, and Zhao Zhenji's ally was Tong Guan. Seeing this little goat kneeling on the ground and sweating profusely, he felt a heartfelt pleasure.
"Wangye, the emperor has already left. Quickly get up and talk about the official letter. Should we return it to its rightful owner or are you still unrepentant?”Ximen Qiao didn't stand on ceremony and sat on the seat of honor in the prince's manor.
"I gave the official letter to the servant after I read it. I heard that it was accidentally lost. Damn it. Lord Ximen, I will punish that dog slave.”Zhao Zhenji decided to hide it from everyone. After all, losing the official letter was not a big deal to him.
"There's no need to punish the servants. Your highness has read the official letter and should know the contents. Just tell this censor.”Ximen Qiao gloated.
"Let me think about it."
"Stop thinking about it. Since you've seen it, you can't remember it in less than half a day? Your highness, although you are older, you are still young. If you can't remember, I'll go back now and the emperor will punish you tomorrow.”
When Zhao Zhenji heard this, he was already at a loss for words. He thought to himself, What kind of divine being is this Ximen Qing? He's not afraid of anything, and the Emperor still obeys him. It seems that he can't force it today.
"Brother Ximen, please sit down and let this king slowly recall. How about we drink and work here?”Zhao Zhenji said to Ximen Qiao with a different expression, even the way he addressed him had changed.
"Dog slave, quickly prepare the wine and dishes. Can't you see that the Imperial Censor is tired from staying here for half a day?”Zhao Zhenji turned around and scolded the butler.
"Yes, Your Highness. What specifications?"
"Do I still need to explain? Dog slaves, of course, had thousands of bowls and hundreds of plates!”Zhao Zhenji was so angry that he almost kicked the butler.
"Brother Ximen, I've offended you before, please forgive me. It's true that you can't make a deal without a fight. Now that I see you, I feel a lot more cordial, haha, haha.”Zhao Zhenji laughed dryly.
"Alright, wangye, this censor also feels that you are very close, like a blood brother from eight lifetimes ago. Since wangye can't remember the contents of the letter, then I'll tell you, I'm asking wangye to take the lead in donating silver.”
"Donate money? How much do you want, Brother Ximen? The butler came over and gave five hundred taels to the censor.”
"Wangye, this silver is not donated to this censor. This censor has plenty of money, presumably Wangye should know.”
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