Early the next morning, Lin Jian, who had made up his mind, wrote a letter to his father and brother in Beijing. Regardless of whether he could catch up with the exam, he rushed to Jianning Mansion accompanied by four Qian family guards.

In order to save time, Linhe chose to cross Jinhua Prefecture, Yue Chuzhou Prefecture entered Jianning, and arrived in Ouning County, the capital of Jianning Prefecture in the afternoon of the 12th day of the first lunar month.

"Zhenyao hasn't gone to Beijing yet?" Li Mo heard the servant's report and was surprised to see Lin Qing strode coming in dusty striking.

The children of Lin Feng's family have always been gentle and elegant. The county people praised him as gentle as jade, but now his hair is messy and he is straightforward when walking, so he doesn't look like a child from a scholarly family.

Li Mo frowned and looked at the four big men behind Lin Feng. His face suddenly changed and he turned back to the room.

Hong Hou, who had been following Qi Jimei since entering Fujian last year, chuckled. He and Zhang San, Zhou Ze, and Liang Sheng met Li Mo. At that time, Zhang San said coldly, Liang Sheng muttered several words, and Li Mo's face turned blue.

Lin Feng gave Honghou an apologetic look and followed Li Mo into the house.

Hong Hou didn't care. He was from Huating, not the first group to follow Qian Yuan, but he was also the second group to join the team, and he was also from the children of the Qian family tenant. He followed Qian Yuan to Beijing and then went south with Qian Yuan. He knew very well that the old man in the house disliked his young master.

After a cup of tea, Lin Feng, who was dry-mouthed, picked up the teapot and poured three cups of tea in a row. They all drank it all. While pouring the fourth cup of tea, he said: "The matter of sweet potatoes and potatoes is absolutely true. From the government offices, county offices, to shops, and farmers, the three governments of Ningshaotai have been spread out long ago. Besides, why do you have to do such fake things like Longquan Gong?

"Duke Longquan?" Li Mo snorted coldly, "I'm only thirty years old!"

Qian Yuan’s comments before coming back were recalled in Lin Feng’s mind... What a twisted old man!

"Wu Weixi was the only one who had been with him, and even he pushed Wu Weixi to a high position. The censor Wang Daokun and Wu Weixi were friends of the same year. All matters in Fujian were enough!" Li Mo understood it immediately and refused immediately.

"This is not a private person, but a public person." Lin Feng advised with great sincerity: "Donald Longquan ordered his younger generation to pass on a message, but this move is not a public person."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and then laughed for a moment, "I have seen it clearly in the past few years. No matter what, Qian Zhancai has indeed not clinged to Huating."

After pausing, Li Mo said to himself: "Why do you want to marry Huating's granddaughter as your wife... By the way, has Zhenyao ever seen Huating's granddaughter?"

Lin Feng blinked, "I saw it once, the couple had a deep affection, and Mrs. Xu was the saint of Xinglin, Ning Shaotai, and hundreds of people survived."

Li Mo nodded, "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out..."

"What?"

"I can't figure it out, but everything is understandable right now." Li Mo pointed to Lin Feng, "Who is Qian Zhancai? Although he is a lucky minister, he is very scheming and has great means. He is as deep as his name, and as deep as the abyss. Zhenyao, although you are a young talented man, you are not qualified to face him."

Seeing Lin Feng's look confused when he heard it, Li Mo explained: "Qian Zhan was favored by His Majesty. Xu Wenchang followed the emperor and had His Highness Yu, and Gao Xinzheng was backed by him. Fenyi and Huating would not provoke him at will."

"He can even lose 10,000 stones of grain and rice to Fujian, what's the big deal about testing sweet potatoes and potatoes?"

"Who would provoke him Qian Zhancai for this? That's a hornet's nest!"

"The Ministry of Revenue Fang Zhongmin supported the Taicang warehouse for years. The oil was dry and the Zhenhai tax was imported into Beijing, which relieved the difficulties of the DPRK and Zhongzhong. The Ministry of Revenue was grateful to him."

Li Mo glanced at Lin Feng, who looked confused, "In terms of weight in the court, let alone your brother, even your father, the Minister of Rites, is not as good as Qian Zhancai."

"For this matter, he went north to the Ministry of Revenue and south to Wu Weixi. Why did he have to work hard and ask me to come forward?"

Lin Feng raised his face stupidly, looking like a fool. After playing with Qian Yuan for a long time, he was fooling himself that day?

"Qian Zhancai has a great reputation in the Southeast over the years. He regards his methods of acting. He is good at laying out his layout, and the grass snake is lying on the line, and the gray is stretched thousands of miles away." Li Mo sneered: "Anfu City is broken and Ouyang is critically ill. I know all this news, so how can Qian Zhan not know?"

"Anfu City is broken, Ouyang is critically ill?"

"Yan Fenyi's wife Ouyang is from Anfu County, Ji'an Prefecture. Her younger brother Ouyang Bijin." Li Mo sighed slightly. He and Yan Song were incompatible, but they had a friendship with Ouyang Bijin in their early years.

Lin Feng suddenly remembered that the one-armed middle-aged man who was about to have a long talk with Qian Yuan that day, Liang Sheng suddenly attracted.

"Yan Fenyi is 80 years old. His wife Ouyang died of illness. Yan Donglou must have carried a coffin and returned to his hometown to mourn. Once the children in Donglou left, Yan Fenyi was unable to support him. The day when Yan Party was destroyed was not far away."

Li Mo smiled with interest: "At this moment, Qian Zhancai is so impatient, trying to use sweet potatoes and potatoes to try to restore my husband's recovery, why?"

Lin Feng's brain was so muddy that he could only shake his head.

"As soon as Yan Song left, Huating could be the chief minister. Who can resist?" Li Mo said proudly: "Yunquan was trapped in the Ministry of Rites and could not enter the cabinet for several years. Lu Ruli had been in the cabinet for many years and dared not speak out for many people."

Lin Feng became even more confused now, frowned and asked in a tentative manner: "Huating became the chief assistant... Shi Yan Gong was not incompatible with Huating?"

"Hahahaha..." Li Mo's laughter was mixed with a hint of chill, "If it weren't for Huating, Fenyi would join forces, why would I be imprisoned and judged?"

Lin Feng felt a toothache when he heard it. Haven’t you been framed by Yan Song?

Li Mo pointed to the Qian family guard who stood solemnly outside, "Qian Zhancai is Huating's grandson, but the Qian and Xu families actually parted ways... Originally, I was just half-believing and half-doubting when I heard about it, but today, since Zhenyao came from Zhenhai, this statement is true."

Lin Yan finally understood roughly. Ouyang's family was about to die of illness, and Yan Song, who had lost his most important assistant Yan Donglou, was about to lose. However, Xu Jie's grandson-in-law Qian Yuan had a gap with Xu Jie and tried to invite Li Mo and Xu Jie to compete.

It was so messy. Lin Feng rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little distressed. He didn't know whether it was good or bad when he was involved in this matter...

"Okay, Zhenyao will go back." Li Mo said calmly: "This favor... Li can't afford it. You can entrust Wu Weixi, Wang Daokun and others to all things."

Lin Feng said with difficulty: "Duke Longquan once said that if you miss this, Duke Shi Yan may not have a chance..."

"The uncle Qian Gang is not only a junior." Li Mo sneered. "Do you want me to bow to him and have a yellow mouth?"

"This matter was said at the time that public and private affairs were both public and private affairs. Longquan also said that it was for public not for private affairs." Lin Feng frowned and said, "If you were not for public affairs, why did Qian Longquan have a clean investment in Zhenhai facilities? If you were not for public affairs, why did Qian Longquan send guards to Fujian first and then to Jiangxi, and help Qi and generals defeat the thief army several times?"

As soon as this sentence was said, Li Mo was speechless. Although he was straightforward and arrogant, he had no bad eyesight. A few months ago, Qi Jimei broke the siege of Ouning. The warrior who was the first to break the enemy was the Qian family's guard. The leader who used the bird gun to destroy the enemy was also the Qian family's guard.

Li Mo was silent for a long time before whispering: "In the 35th year of Jiajing, Fenyi, Huating conspired. I was defeated in one battle and only said that my life was not guaranteed... Regardless of Fenyi, his son Yan Donglou was cruel and ruthless, and Huating would not save me my life. There are too many precedents."

"I didn't expect that it was only half a month ago, but I was dismissed from office and returned home... I thought it was Lu Wenfu, and the only one who sent him off that day."

"But Wenfu said that this matter depends on money to show off his talents."
Chapter completed!