Chapter 105 No wonder the good does not suppress the evil!
Fang Yingwu also knew very well that it was risky to publicly create momentum. If the news reached the ears of the emperor, and even he himself was imprisoned, who would come to save him?
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But now things have reached this point. Fang Yingwu needs people but no one, money but no money, and there is absolutely no other way. If he wants to save his father, he cannot allow him to look forward and backward.
In fact, Fang Yingwu, who has been a scholar for two lifetimes, prefers black-box operations and behind-the-scenes operations with wisdom at his fingertips, rather than gambling-style public appearances to gain sympathy. But this time, he had no choice but to go into battle shamelessly.
Compared with beating the drum to complain, it is more honorable and dignified to go to the General Affairs Department to file a letter. This is one of the important reasons why he chose to go to the General Affairs Department to file a letter. He is a scholar, not a commoner, and he beats the drum to voice his grievances.
Things like filing a complaint in the street are too derogatory.
However, it was said that in the morning, Zhang Wenzhi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, left the morning court and came to the Yamen of the General Administration Department to sit on the Yamen Board of Directors. Don't think that Mr. Zhang was an old fool and went to the wrong place. Although he was nearly sixty years old, he was not confused.
Although Mr. Zhang’s official title is Minister of the Ministry of Industry, it is a false title, indicating that he enjoys the treatment of the second-level official. Externally, he is respectfully called Da Sikong, but his actual position is acting as the Secretary of General Affairs. After all, the Secretary of General Affairs is ranked among the ninth ministers, and has a higher status.
It is also common for senior officials to be concurrently assigned to lower levels.
Zhang Sikong sat in the hall, leisurely sipping a few sips of the new tea, and then waited patiently for his subordinates to report on their work.
Everyone in the General Affairs Department knew that Mr. Zhang liked drinking tea, so after Mr. Zhang entered the house, he gave him a quarter of an hour to enjoy tea, and then they filed in one after another. Reporting various items
affairs.
On the right side of the General Affairs Department, General Zhao Kan held a document and hurriedly entered the lobby of the General Affairs Department. He said to Zhang Wenzhi: "Today, a local student member submitted a letter, please ask Sikong to read it."
Zhang Wenzhi was displeased when he heard this. He complained impatiently: "Taizu decreed that all soldiers and civilians in the world can write letters to express their opinions, but only the living members can't. Just go back. What do you think of it? It's unnecessary. You don't even understand this.
What!"
Zhao Kan explained in detail: "This was sent by Fang Yingwu, a scholar from Chun'an, specifically to talk about his father's affairs. His father was Fang Shuchang who was sent to prison last month. Therefore, the lower officials did not dare to make the decision and asked Sikong to make a decision.
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Zhang Wenzhi took the document. He thought for a moment, then opened it and saw:
"The sins committed by me should be punished by the Holy Ming of the Heavenly King. This is a very appropriate statement, and it really shows the intention of the ancients. I always have this intention, and I don't see that I can be proud of myself for speaking out and offending. However, the public affairs of the people of the world should be shouldered by my father."
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I cannot save my father from the thunder, nor can I serve him by his side. I only wish to replace him with this body..."
In short, there are two meanings. One is that all the loyal ministers of the Holy Lord are right and they should do their duty; the other is a request to go to jail and suffer on behalf of the father.
After reading it, Zhang Wenzhi sighed: "To take one's place for one's father is to fulfill one's filial piety. We, who are in charge of general affairs, cannot block the way of speech, nor can we not allow people to fulfill their filial piety. I will send this letter to the palace together with other memorials for inscription."
Just the study room."
Zhao Kan hesitated and said: "I'm just afraid of making other people unhappy." Of course, the other people he mentioned were those who were impeached by Fang Qingzhi. Such as the elders, the eunuchs, and the favored monks.
Alchemist, and possibly the arrogant Concubine Wan Guifei.
Zhang Sikong read it carefully again, "It doesn't matter. There is nothing superfluous in the article. It is not full of resentment like his father's impeachment. It only talks about loyalty and filial piety. If even this is blocked, then how can we wait if it is spread out?
Aren’t you becoming an unfaithful and unfilial person?”
Zhang Sikong understood very well that although no one in the court said anything about Fang Qingzhi's matter, it was not a low-profile matter, but no one had raised it publicly yet.
The difficulty is that now that Dao Xiaomo is on the rise, civil servants are very weak and have no face at all in the emperor's heart. If you speak for Fang Qingzhi, you may add fuel to the fire and anger the emperor and a group of impeached villains, thereby destroying yourself.
The future and destiny; if you add insult to injury, your reputation will be ruined, and in the end you can only respond with temporary silence.
And Fang Qing's son rushed to the capital to submit a letter to his father, which was tantamount to making the matter public, which was a sensitive signal. What he actually requested was to know the matter as soon as possible, whether to be demoted, relegated, or reinstated. The result should be announced early and not delayed.
For a long time, people's hearts are unstable.
Zhang Wenzhi just wants to be his second-rank official safely and does not want to get involved in this kind of thing. If he insists on suppressing this memorial and is deliberately interpreted by someone who is interested, he will not be able to explain clearly. Anyway, this memorial is in Fang Yingwu's memorial.
There was no obvious taboo, so he could just be a setter and let the palace decide.
I won't mention it here, but say that Fang Yingwu went to the General Affairs Department to submit a memorial, and then went to Jinyiwei not far from the General Affairs Department.
Although the Jinyi Wei Yamen Office is located in the south of the imperial city, the place is not remote, but it is crowded, and the alley in front of the door is also inaccessible. Who would want to pass here unless they have no choice?
Fang Yingwu was walking in Jinyiwei Alley. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. While praying that Jinyiwei Official School would not be as cruel as in TV and movies, he also thought that it might not be a bad thing if he was brutalized...
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In front of the gate, there are two rows of standing officers' schools. Everyone is wearing a uniform red coat, carrying a uniform sword on their waist, and hanging wooden waist badges.
A dozen pairs of eyes that were originally bored suddenly became energetic, and they all shot at Fang Yingwu, the uninvited guest, as if they had seen a rare animal.
Fang Yingwu stood ten feet away and cupped his hands to the foreman, "I'm from Chun'an, Fang Yingwu. Hearing that my father is in prison, he feels worried and asks the school captain to be accommodating and allow me and my son to meet each other so that we can maintain family harmony."
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No one paid any attention, and the two rows of Jinyiwei officers still stood there without any response.
Fang Yingwu sighed, gritted his teeth, knelt outside the Jinyiwei gate, kowtowed three times to the government office, and remained motionless after that.
After a while, the foreman in front of the door couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Why are you kneeling here?"
Fang Yingwu replied: "I hate myself for being powerless and unable to fulfill my filial piety on my knees. I can only draw the ground in front of the imperial prison gate as a prison to accompany my father."
The captain felt sympathy in his heart, sighed and let Fang Yingwu kneel in front of the door, as long as he didn't block the way.
Although the pain was excruciating, Fang Yingwu silently read various historical materials in his mind and persisted for a whole day in a daze. It was not until evening that he stood up unsteadily, not to mention the soreness in his waist and back. His knees could hardly stand upright.
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He mustered up his energy and sang a line in a loud voice: "The heroic spirit is still too weak, but the loyalty will last forever. The father repays the kindness of the country, and the son is loyal to the soul!"
Unfortunately, there were no people around to watch, and there was not a single cheer. After that, he staggered out of the alley, and with the support of Fang Yingshi, he returned to the guild hall.
Fang Yingwu's every move outside the door will of course be transmitted inside. Wu Qianshi, who was in charge of the imperial prison, heard this and said with emotion: "As long as he doesn't violate the prohibition, let him go."
The next day, it was another cycle of reincarnation. Fang Yingwu first went to the General Administration Department, went to Shushu again, and then went on to see his father outside the Jinyi Guard.
The foreman advised: "How have we ever been able to make the final decision on your father's affairs? Why should you insist on this?"
Fang Yingwu choked up and replied: "Father is still suffering here after all. My son's heart is like a knife piercing his heart. How can I bear to abandon him and leave!"
After that, he knelt outside the Jinyi Guards Office for a whole day. Before leaving, he composed a song and said: "The wind blows the shackles all over the city, and the crowds are vying to see the new common people. There are no heroes who claim to be righteous. There are still people who work in prison as filial sons. The Holy Ming
He is as virtuous as heaven and earth, and his rank is equal to that of the Han and Tang dynasties. He has always been loyal and loyal in serving the country, and his body is only seven feet tall."
The foreman, the captain, passed the news in, and Wu Qianshi smiled bitterly. "We are praised by Tingwei for saying that we were equal to the Han and Tang Dynasties. But this sentence is not the same as saying that we are righteous, so we can't help but mocking the princes in the court."
The next day, it was the same process as the previous two days. Fang Yingwu went to the General Affairs Department to submit a memorial for the third time, and then went outside the Jinyi Wei Yamen Office.
This time, the foreman was replaced. He didn't talk to Fang Yingwu, but he didn't care about him either. He just let Fang Yingwu kneel in front of the door and ignored him.
He knelt from morning until sunset. Fang Yingwu could hardly stand, but Fang Yingshi helped him up forcefully.
Fang Yingwu was so sad and angry that he wrote a poem on the wall of the alley: "The loyal minister of the Song Dynasty died, and the Fang family is the successor. Who knew that the current general and prime minister are still from Qin!"
The rhetoric in this poem is so intense that it actually surpasses the two poems two days ago. He is still from Qin, which is a metaphor for the minister to be Qin Hui.
Fang Yingwu returned to the clubhouse exhausted, and saw Lou Tianhua wandering in the courtyard again. He asked feebly: "Is everything okay?"
Lou Tianhua touched his belly and said, "I haven't eaten a grain of rice today..."
It’s this sentence again! Fang Yingwu cursed secretly, does this guy starve for a whole day without eating every time before looking for him?
Could it be that because the contract document stated that before his father rescued him, he would not receive any penny for his help, so he just took advantage of it by giving him rice? Then he really did not receive any penny, and he only ate a few more bowls of rice...
Fang Yingwu sent Fang Yingshi to get the food. Taking advantage of the interval, Lou Tianhua reported: "In compliance with the Young Master's instructions, I have spread the news that a filial son will be born in this loyal minister's house.
Those poems, especially a few lines in them, have also been spread. Sir, please rest assured that we are a group of people who work together specifically to find out information and spread information."
"That's good..." Fang Yingwu was very satisfied. If he could achieve the effect, it wouldn't be in vain for him to lower his body and embarrass himself. As a noble person, he could bear to do such things with shame.
That was really a big decision.
While eating the rice, Lou Tianhua suggested: "Master, you are still too high-minded to shed tears. If you can cry bitterly in the street, the effect will be better."
Fang Yingwu ignored him and continued to think about the next step.
Nowadays, my image of filial piety is gradually building up, occupying the moral high ground. At the same time, I am trying my best to compose poems to praise my father, and I am also honored by the word loyalty. As an impeccable model of loyalty and filial piety, I also sarcastically inspire others in my poems. Now I always
It's time for some ministers to start paying attention to themselves.
Next, should you take the initiative to seek opportunities, or should you wait for ministers who still have integrity to call and visit you?
We are faced with a dilemma. If we take the initiative, it will appear to be too utilitarian and weaken our moral glory. If we wait for others to take the initiative, but we are unsure, who knows how long it will take?
When he was hesitating, shopkeeper Huang of the guild hall hurriedly came in, holding two name cards, and the other party shouted in response: "There are two people in front of you looking for you!"
Fang Yingwu was overjoyed. He didn't expect it to come so quickly. Now he doesn't have to embarrass himself! Is it Zou Shangshu or Xie Zhuangyuan?
After receiving the name cards, Fang Yingwu hurriedly looked at them. One of them said "Commander of Imperial Imperial Guards, Commander Tong Zhiwan" and the other said "Prince Shaobao Wenyuan Pavilion Scholar Liu", Minister of Rites.
What the hell is this? I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time, but the two people I’ve been waiting for are not good people in the history books... Fang Yingwu let out a long sigh, and his face didn’t look very good. Fang Yingshi next to him wondered: "Brother Yongqiu
In other words, it’s a good thing that someone is looking for you, so why are you sighing?”
"I just lamented why the good people in the court these days cannot fight against the evil ones. Judging from the level of agility, the good people are far behind the evil ones. No wonder the good cannot suppress the evil!" (To be continued.)
ps: I got up early to code at 5 o'clock, so I'll update one chapter first and ask for monthly votes!