With the speed of information transmission and work efficiency in ancient times, it was not uncommon for decrees issued by the imperial court to be transmitted to the local area after ten days and a half, or even months.
No, it took Zhang Lun more than ten years to find out the outcome of the dredging incident.
At this time, the envoy sent by the imperial court was already on the way.
"Ha ha."
"Xiwen."
Fan Zhongyan was standing in front of the map, thinking about flood control, when he heard loud laughter suddenly coming from his ears, which made him startled.
Turning around, I saw Zhang Lun walking into the hall with a cheerful face.
"Your Majesty?"
Seeing Fan Zhongyan's confused expression, Zhang Lun was filled with emotion.
It is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and fools are blessed!
The imperial court actually approved the proposal to dredge the river!
Moreover, according to the letters written by his friends, this matter seems to have been promoted by Ding Xiang, and there are even shadows of officials in it.
The moment he read the letter, Zhang Lun was stunned.
Is there such a thing?
Prime Minister Ding's reputation is not very good. At this time, promoting the construction of the river will probably bring him infamy among the scholars.
However, when I thought about it, Ding Xiang was also from Suzhou.
In this way, things have a reasonable explanation. It makes sense to do something for the fellow villagers.
In addition, Zhang Lun felt that this dredging of the river might be a good opportunity for Fan Zhongyan.
Being from the same hometown is one of the strongest relationships.
Fan Xiwen is from Suzhou, and Ding Xiang is also from Suzhou. If Xiwen goes to Beijing in the future, won't he burst into tears when he meets his fellow villagers?
Although Prime Minister Ding's reputation is not good, the power in his hands is real.
If he can get Ding Wei's support, Xiwen's future career will be much, much easier.
However, Zhang Lun probably could not have imagined that Fan Zhongyan would have been sentenced to death by Ding Wei.
When a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, he may not necessarily burst into tears, but may also be shot in the back.
"Xiwen, your memorial has been approved!"
This time, Zhang Lun did not give in and directly conveyed the news he had just obtained to Fan Zhongyan.
After all, if you show off your skills, you will also gain time.
He saw Xiwen's efforts. Xiwen himself was from Suzhou. He must have felt bad when he saw his fellow villagers suffering from the disaster.
"ah?"
Hearing this, Fan Zhongyan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He froze in place for a long time. He didn't even notice that the pen in his hand fell to the ground.
"Xiwen?"
Zhang Lun was shocked when he saw Fan Zhongyan's dull eyes.
Could it be that he was suffering from hysteria?
Great joy and great sorrow are most likely to harm the body.
Thinking of this, Zhang Lun didn't care about whether it was rude or not, and started directly, preparing to pinch Fan Zhongyan's people.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
Seeing a pair of hands suddenly appear in front of him, getting closer and closer, Fan Zhongyan was so frightened that he stepped back and said in confusion.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Zhang Lun smiled and waved his hand slightly embarrassed.
"I thought you were hysterical."
"oh."
Fan Zhongyan nodded slightly. Knowing that Zhang Lun had good intentions, he did not continue to dwell on this topic. He automatically ignored the matter and brought the topic back to the dredging of the river.
"Your Majesty, where did you get this news?"
"A message came from a friend in Beijing."
After this moment of adjustment, Zhang Lun's expression had recovered, and he walked to the chair as if nothing had happened and sat down slowly.
"This matter is absolutely true. I think the envoy delivering the edict is already on the way. He will probably arrive in three to five days."
"good!"
"OK!"
After confirming the news, Fan Zhongyan finally burst out laughing.
This is the best news he has heard this year!
There is no one!
Official sage!
Queen Mother Shengming!
Fan Zhongyan knew very well who he should thank for making this possible.
During the late emperor's mourning period, no one would dare to make the decision without the approval of these two men.
"Xiwen, do you know who instigated this?"
Seeing Zhang Lun's meaningful expression, Fan Zhongyan immediately stopped laughing and said in surprise.
"Is there another secret behind this?"
"Of course!"
Zhang Lun affirmed: "There are indeed some twists and turns. As far as I know, your memorial should have disappeared."
"As a result, the officials and the Queen Mother held a special court meeting just for you."
As he spoke, Zhang Lun paused, looked at Fan Zhongyan with a smile, and suddenly fell silent.
Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw this. He was good at everything, but he just liked to show off.
However, Shijun is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to measure.
"A jar of Chen Nuer Hong for ten years!"
Fan Zhongyan raised a finger and offered a bribe to the magistrate in court.
Zhang Lun continued to laugh without saying a word.
"Two altars!"
"..."
"Three altars!"
"..."
"Five altars!"
Fan Zhongyan almost gritted his teeth and reported the number.
These days, landlords don’t have enough food left.
Chen Nv'er, who had been popular for ten years, was surprisingly expensive, and Fan Zhongyan was not a member of a big family. Even though the salary from the court was not low, he not only had to support himself, but also support his mother at home.
Sometimes, he also helped his relatives.
Wutan has been around for ten years, and it can be foreseen that Fan Zhongyan will be in trouble in the next year.
"Ha ha."
Zhang Lun showed a winner's smile, and he also knew that Wutan was Fan Zhongyan's current limit.
The reason why he added the qualifying word - 'now' is because he also learned from his friends that this time the envoy came not only with an edict, but also with rewards.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
It is specially allocated by the officials, and everyone has a share!
With this extra expense, Fan Zhongyan's life will not change because of these bottles of wine.
"Xiwen, someone has spoken for you at this court meeting. You will never guess who this person is!"
"Is it a government official?"
As soon as he heard this, a name immediately appeared in Fan Zhongyan's mind.
"Yes." Zhang Lun nodded first, then shook his head: "No."
"Anyone else?"
"Of course!"
Zhang Lun said with a slightly exaggerated tone: "Ding Xiang actually spoke for you, Xiwen, tell me honestly, do your Fan family and Ding Xiang family have any ancestral relationship?"
"That must be impossible!"
Fan Zhongyan flatly rejected it without even thinking about it.
Although his ancestor was the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, he was the main sect. Their branch has become lonely in recent years.
Nowadays, the Fan family is just a small clan in Wu County. For three generations, no one has had any contact with the Ding family in Changzhou.
"That's a little strange."
Zhang Lun stroked his beard and muttered to himself.
He believed Fan Zhongyan. Since Fan Zhongyan said it, then Fan and Ding probably really have nothing to do with each other.
Soon, he came to his senses and continued to tell Fan Zhongyan about the situation in Beijing.
This lecture lasted only half an hour, and of course, Zhang Lun’s personal analysis was indispensable.