"Master Xiong, are you sitting down to have a drink or turning around and leaving?"

The mysterious man who claimed to be Mr. Gong asked, as if he had already grasped Xiong Qing tightly.

Xiong Qing tried his best to hide his panic, tore off the paper, and said with a pretend smile: "Of course we want to stay and talk to Mr. Gong."

"That's right, let's have a few drinks." Mr. Gong said and poured a glass of wine for Xiong Qing.

"Come on, do it."

Mr. Gong raised his wine glass.

However, Xiong Qing felt like a cat was scratched in his heart, so how could he feel like drinking? He kept thinking in his heart, what is the origin of Mr. Gong? Why didn’t he show his true face? Why did he know about real estate and real estate in Pu County, Yuncheng, Shanxi? Why did he come up with it at this time? What did he mean to do?

I was full of doubts.

But since he had been sitting down with a thorn in the middle of his body, he had already shown guilt, and Xiong Qing had to accompany him.

Mr. Gong didn't know whether he was deliberately playing or not drinking well, but after losing the conversation, he kept drinking. Seeing the two singers huddled aside and winked at the fun, he slapped them and said loudly:

"Why don't you sing? Sing now, it's interesting for you to sing, it's better for us to drink."

The two singers did not dare to neglect. One quickly fiddled with the pipa, the other quickly tapped the sandalwood board, and then gently opened the elixir lips and started singing.

The two singers sang together, but the more beautiful the singing was, the more anxious Xiong Qing was. How could he invite him to drink and listen to music? It felt clearly that he was just playing tricks on him, and he really couldn't stand it.

"Mr. Gong, we are not secretly speaking. What is your origin? What is your purpose? You might as well say bluntly, so that Mr. Xiong feels so uncomfortable."

Xiong Qing said bluntly after a sip of wine.

"Okay, happy."

Mr. Gong also sniffed, "Isn't the matter in Pu County, Yuncheng, Shanxi Province false?

"How does Mr. Gong know?"

"Don't worry about how I know, I'll ask if you have any of this? At that time, the chief assistant was Zhang Juzheng, and the second assistant was Zhang Siwei. You couldn't get along with the chief assistant, so I worked hard on the chief assistant. Just as the chief assistant was getting worse and worse, there were rumors from the outside that the second assistant Zhang Siwei would inherit the position of the chief assistant."

Xiong Qing listened without missing a word.

Mr. Gong was determined to pause before continuing:

"But in the capital, the prefect Xiong did not dare to blatantly respect Zhang Siwei, so he had to deliver the benefits to his hometown. In order to cover up, the name of everyone on real estate was not Zhang Siwei, but Zhang Siwei's father. It seems like you, the prefect of Baoding, sat on it, I was not wrong, right?"

"What do you think Mr. Gong?"

"Don't the prefect Xiong understand? Zhang Siwei's father just passed away, and there was a fuss in Qingtian all over the country, and someone in the court has found you on your head."

"But this matter is so hidden, how did Mr. Gong know about it?" Xiong Qing said curiously.

"If you don't know others, unless you don't do it yourself, I think you, Baoding Mansion, will be almost unable to save you."

"What?"

"Give gifts are one aspect. Zhang Jingxiu's child is lost in Baoding Mansion, and you should be in trouble. Now the iron-fisted figure Zhang Jiayin serves as the governor of Northern Zhili in Baoding, which makes you even more moldy. You may not know the emperor's real intention, right?"

"..." Xiong Qing looked confused and timid.

"Tell you the truth. The outside world says that Zhang Jiayin has the style of Zhang Juzheng. This time the emperor sent him here, the main purpose was to implement reforms, not to find Zhang Jingxiu's children. Do you know why Zhang Jiayin had to investigate soldiers, fields, and how many royal relatives and Countess there are? "

"..." Xiong Qing shook his head.

"Justice Xiong knows how to change it?"

"..." Xiong Qing continued to shake his head.

"First, promote equal land like Wanping County; second, cut off the supply of all royal relatives in Baoding Prefecture; third, abolish all dukes, marquis and counts in Baoding Prefecture; fourth, abolish the garrison system and military household system. In this way, the gentry Lijia in Baoding Prefecture will probably no longer exist like Wanping County."

"Is the emperor's actions so big?"

"What do Lord Xiong think?"

"Are the emperor afraid of chaos in the world?"

"You try it? The people in the world are happy. The emperor clearly stated that the basis of the rule of the Ming Dynasty was the people, and Wanping County was a good example."

"Why did Mr. Gong tell me this? The emperor wants to implement reforms. Just support those of us ministers." Although Xiong Qing was already in chaos, he still kept calm.

"Magistrate Xiong thought you would have a chance if you wanted to support it? First, the matter of bribing Zhang Siwei has been found out, second, you are powerless to do anything about Zhang Jingxiu's child. Third, there are many other problems in Baoding Prefecture, such as empty salary, tax and account, tea and horse court, etc.... In my opinion, Magistrate Xiong not only does not have the opportunity to support the emperor's reform, but may be in prison."

Xiong Qing's heart was already in chaos, and Mr. Gong told him in a casual manner, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles and thorns on his back, feeling like his body was wet with cold sweat.

"Mr. Gong, is there no remedy?" Xiong Qing asked anxiously.

"There is such a method. I wonder if Master Xiong has the courage."

"Mr. Gong may as well talk about it."

"I'll ask you first. How is Zhang Jiayin?"

"Didn't Mr. Ganggong say that? He has the style of Zhang Juzheng and is an iron-fisted task. Judging from his behavior and behavior in Baoding Mansion, he is indeed a ruthless person."

"This is why the emperor asked him to return to Beijing to serve as the governor of Northern Zhili. With Zhang Jiayin presided over the reforms of Baoding Prefecture and even the entire Northern Zhili, do you think the probability of success is much greater?"

"certainly."

"Do you hope the reform will succeed or you hope the reform will go bankrupt and stagnate?"

"This..." Xiong Qing had a little doubt.

"Since you can't tell the truth, why should you ask me what method is there?"

"I don't want to succeed." Xiong Qing replied in a hesitant film.

"If Zhang Jiayin can't even preside over the reform of Baoding Prefecture, then the emperor must consider whether his reform plan is OK. Is that right?"

"Yeah." Xiong Qin nodded.

"Then the prefect Xiong said, what is the most effective way to make Zhang Jiayin unable to preside over the leadership?"

"Do you interfere with him everywhere?" Xiong Qing spoke in an inquiring tone.

"Using Zhang Jiayin's style of dealing with things, I'm afraid that the prefect Xiong will be colder faster."

"What about that?"

"This..." Mr. Gong raised his hand and made a "kill" move.

"Ah?" Xiong Qing's face changed drastically, "Mr. Gong, don't joke, this is not allowed."

"Magistrate Xiong is indeed a little bit bearish." Mr. Gong sneered.

"A Governor Zhang is very capable, but we may not be able to succeed; secondly, if the news leaks, I am afraid that the nine clans will be killed."

"Then you just wait to get rid of your post and then go to prison, just pretend I didn't say anything." Mr. Gong waved his hand and was about to slam the people, "Cui'er, see off the guests."

"..." Xiong Qing's thoughts flew, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"What are you still here to do when you are drinking? You are absent-minded when you listen to the song. You are not interested. I will give you an idea, and you are sluggish. Let's go, Magistrate Xiong, and before leaving, I will give you a word: be kind to the enemy, and the enemy will send you to prison or even the guillotine."

Xiong Qing drooped his head and said stutteringly: "Mr. Gong, please allow me to think about this."

"Think about it, it's okay, but time doesn't wait for anyone. Does Magistrate Xiong think Zhang Jiayin's speed is slow?"

"But Governor Zhang said that if I don't impeach me, I still need me in Baoding Prefecture." Xiong Qing stuttered again.

"Yes, it seems that you really need you right now, but you won't need it right away."

"But……"

"You'd better leave, Magistrate Xiong." Mr. Gong emphasized the word "明".

"Why don't Mr. Gong ask me to do it?"

"That's clear, it's not what I ask you to do, but what you want to do. There are only two Taos in front of you, one is waiting to be in prison or silence, and the other is... you know."

"I hope Mr. Gong will make it clear."

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