Rise of the Poor

Chapter 950: Zihou, please judge for yourself

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"Why don't you let me enjoy this wonderful wine and nectar?"

At first glance, the imperial edict from the Jiajing Emperor seemed very baffling and confusing, but when Zhu Pingan saw it, his heart skipped a beat. A modern memory flashed through his mind like lightning, and he knew that he had come to a historical node—Zhao Wenhua presented Baihua wine!!!

Zhu Ping'an had seen this period of history in both historical books and unofficial histories, and the contents were basically the same.

Zhao Wenhua was a man of opportunistic and servile nature. He was well aware of the principle that it was easy to become an official if you had connections in the court. So he recognized Yan Song as his adoptive father and, with Yan Song as his backer, he was able to rise step by step until today.

However, Zhao Wenhua was not satisfied with Yan Song's support. He felt that his position had not changed for a long time, and he had more opportunities to contact Emperor Jiajing, so he was not content with the status quo.

He wanted a bigger backer—Emperor Jiajing.

If he could gain the favor of Emperor Jiajing, wouldn't Zhao Wenhua be able to rise to a higher position in society, and even entering the cabinet would not be impossible.

In addition, in Zhao Wenhua's opinion, his adoptive father Yan Song is really old, so Zhao Wenhua's mind is more active... ...

After careful consideration, Zhao Wenhua wanted to find the biggest backer in the world - Emperor Jiajing.

To this end, Zhao Wenhua made many investigations and plans, starting from Emperor Jiajing's practice of Taoism to seek longevity, and finally chose Baihua Wine as a stepping stone. When advocating the effect of Baihua Wine to Emperor Jiajing, he also used Yan Song as a living advertisement. When offering the wine, he emphasized to Emperor Jiajing, "My teacher Yan Song lived a long life after taking it."

Your Majesty, drinking my Baihua wine can really prolong your life, and the effect is very good. My teacher Yan Song, he lived a long life, right? He lived such a long life because he took my Baihua wine.

Zhao Wenhua’s live advertisement was a good one. Emperor Jiajing suddenly became interested in Baihua wine, so he asked the eunuch to pour him a glass of Baihua wine and tasted it.

Um

After drinking a cup of Baihua wine, Emperor Jiajing felt that the effect was indeed good. Not only did he feel hot all over, a bit like the feeling of being euphoric after taking an elixir, but he also had a special feeling, an urge to visit the palace concubines, and he was confident that he could do a good job.

This is good wine.

Emperor Jiajing deeply agreed with this, and then he thought of what Zhao Wenhua said about his teacher Yan Song living a long life after drinking it. So, Yan Song must have drunk such good wine before. Humph, it's a waste that this old guy always shows his loyalty to me, but he drank such good wine and didn't even report it to me.

So, Emperor Jiajing wrote such a handwritten edict and asked the eunuch to take it to Yan's house and give it to Yan Song.

The handwritten note was full of blame.

That’s why this scene happened today.

After Yan Song threw the Jiajing Emperor's edict at Zhao Wenhua's face, he regretted it the next second.

certainly

It wasn’t because of hitting Zhao Wenhua in the face.

It was because this was the handwritten edict of Emperor Jiajing. How could it be used to throw people? This was extremely disrespectful.

"I was terrified and confused for a moment. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."

Yan Song confessed his guilt and bowed with great fear and trepidation to the handwritten edict of Emperor Jiajing that had fallen to the ground.

Because the handwritten imperial edict was right in front of Zhu Ping'an, Yan Song knelt down to greet the imperial edict, just like he was kneeling to greet Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an quickly retreated, moved two steps to the right, and avoided Yan Song's gift.

Tsk tsk tsk

Yan Song is worthy of being Yan Song. It was not just luck that he gained the favor of Emperor Jiajing.

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but feel deeply moved when he saw Yan Song kneeling down and confessing his guilt in front of Emperor Jiajing's handwritten edict with great fear and trepidation.

After performing the grand ceremony of apology, Yan Song respectfully held up the imperial edict of Emperor Jiajing in both hands and placed it respectfully on the specially made altar in the study.

"Umemura, at this point, you still have the nerve to say it's a misunderstanding?!"

After doing all this, Yan Song turned around and walked out of the study again, stood at the door, and looked at Zhao Wenhua with even more anger.

"Father, it is said that those involved in the matter are confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. It just so happens that Zihou is here now, why don't we let him judge the situation?"

At this time, Yan Shifan, who was standing by with a big belly, stretched out a big hand like a bear's paw, pointed at Zhu Ping'an, and made a proposal to Yan Song.

Yan Song's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded. "What the boy said makes sense. The person in charge is confused, but the bystander can see clearly. Humph, this will also save some greedy people who have grown wings and are greedy for more..."

"Zihou, come and judge the matter with me." After Yan Song finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved to Zhu Ping'an.

"Replying to the Lord and Lord Yan, Ping'an has just woken up from the drunkenness and his mind may not be clear yet..." Zhu Ping'an replied cautiously.

Even an honest judge cannot judge family disputes.

Besides, to me, Yan Song and Zhao Wenhua were both big bosses, one was a boss, and the other was a boss. When the two of them went down to fight each other, how could I, who had just entered the Novice Village, be the referee between them

"It's enough to sober up." Yan Song said meaningfully.

Yan Song had said so much, what else could Zhu Ping'an say? He could only agree to it.

"Today is a day off, and I have a rare moment of leisure. But I never expected that disaster would come. An hour ago, His Majesty sent an eunuch to bring me a handwritten note, blaming Song for not offering the immortal wine to His Majesty after tasting it."

Yan Song said this, holding his forehead with his hand and shook his head heavily, "Immortal wine? Jade wine? After I received the imperial edict, I was confused at first. I didn't know what the emperor meant? When did I taste immortal wine? It was the eunuch who issued the edict who reminded me that someone presented Hundred Flowers Wine. Otherwise, I would have been kept in the dark until my death."

"Hmph! I noticed a bulge in someone's arms a month ago, but I didn't take it seriously at the time. Hmph, now that I think about it, I guess that person must have put the Hundred Flowers Wine in his arms at that time, ready to present it to His Majesty at any time, right?!"

As Yan Song spoke, he glared at Zhao Wenhua who was kneeling at his feet and snorted with a heavy nasal tone.

This is almost identical to the records he had read in history books and unofficial history, Zhu Ping'an thought to himself after listening to it.

But how to judge the case

Zhu Ping'an's brain started working at high speed like a computer, trying hard to think of a solution.

"Godfather, I was confused for a moment..." Zhao Wenhua once again put his head on the ground and begged.

"Just confused for a moment? Bah! You still have the nerve to say that. When you were the chief judge of the West Garden, you carried the Hundred Flowers Wine in your arms for more than a month. Now you tell me that you were just confused for a moment? I think you have been thinking it over carefully and have been planning for a long time!"

Yan Song was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at Zhao Wenhua, and scolded Zhao Wenhua angrily.

"Zihou, please judge for me and see if I have wronged this evil creature." After Yan Song angrily scolded Zhao Wenhua, he turned to look at Zhu Ping'an, and his tone was obviously much softer.