Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Come on, I thought Master Lin and the Sixteen Guards conspired against each other, but in the end it was the jealousy of the two ministers who set the blame.

Believe it or not, on the bright side, the consequences of this anticlimactic farce were finally borne by Jia Yongshao alone.

Feng Delin, as the Minister of the Household Department, shielded Jia Yongshao and concealed Quzhou's taxes. Of course, he committed a heinous crime.

However, due to the unfortunate result that everyone died and his whole family was killed, Qin Houde just deprived him of the original title and demoted him to a commoner in the face of King Cheng and the imperial concubine.

The grievances of Lin Ying and Shiliuwei were cleared, and they still maintained their original positions.In order to appease the fright they received in the past two days, Qin Houde waved his hand and rewarded them with many treasures.

In this way, the morning court of this day finally came to a successful conclusion.

After retiring from the court, Xie Zhao was summoned by Qin Houde to the Hall of Wuying.

Qin Houde carefully asked him about Quzhou, and he told all the details without hiding anything.Talking about Qiu Jing's actions in the past two years, he tried his best to be objective and fair.

"When it comes to dealing with bandits, Mr. Qiu is indeed a little less courageous."

Xie Zhao blinked, "But it can't be said that it's Lord Qiu's fault. After all, the court couldn't receive the letter he sent, and he was worried about the safety of the people in Quzhou, so he was caught by bandits. .”

Qin Houde commented: "He is a good official, but unfortunately he lacks quick wit."

Originally, I planned not to exaggerate, but when Xie Zhao said that Qiu Jing had been anxious for two years because of the bandits, and the food was not good, he was only half of his original figure, so Qin Houde could not help feeling a little sympathetic towards Qiu Jing .

After thinking about it, he still added a sentence: "However, being sympathetic to the people is indeed to be praised."

So Mr. Qiu also received material and spiritual rewards from the emperor. Presumably, the rewards from the capital will reach Quzhou in a short time. Mr. Qiu's hardships in the past two years were not in vain.

After learning about Quzhou's affairs, Qin Houde and Xie Zhao talked about other things: "Xie Zhao, Xie Zhao, you are really bold, and you can play the grievance drum at will?"

His expression was somewhat helpless: "If Jia Yongshao refuses to admit it to death today, you are afraid that you will end your career at a young age, pack your bags and go back to the south of the Yangtze River."

"There's nothing wrong with going back to Jiangnan..."

Xie Zhao muttered something, seeing Qin Houde staring at him, he quickly laughed and laughed: "It's not because of your superb acting skills that you have deceived Jia Yongshao, an old official fox like him, so he has to believe it. He thinks you won't be with me. Colluding to deceive others, and indeed doing those things, of course I can only confess with a guilty conscience."

Qin Houde snorted: "Xie Zhao, this is just an example - I won't help you next time."

Xie Zhaohe made a promise and said, "I also promise you that if there is not enough evidence next time, I will not beat the drum of grievance."

Qin Houde was only satisfied when he heard this: "You are exhausted, and today you are fighting wits and courage with others in the court. You must be very tired. I won't keep you any longer. You should go back and have a good rest."

Xie Zhao thanked him for his sympathy, turned around and was about to exit the Hall of Martial Heroes.

At the moment when he was about to walk out of the hall, he suddenly turned around and asked Qin Houde: "My lord, have the people from the Ministry of Punishment counted the number of weapons in Mr. Lin's village?"

Qin Houde was stunned for a moment, recalled for a moment, and replied: "More than five thousand."

Xie Zhao stood there, hesitated for a while, and said, "But as far as I know, before the bandits rebelled, Quzhou had already produced about [-] weapons."

So the question is, where did the remaining weapons go?

Qin Houde said: "I understand what you mean."

He suppressed his smile and said softly, "However, Xie Zhao, you don't need to interfere with this matter, I will handle it."

Xie Zhao took a deep look at him: "Xie Zhao listens to you."

After finishing speaking, he gave Qin Houde a final bow, turned around and exited the Hall of Martial Heroes.

Qin Houde watched Xie Zhao's thin back completely disappear in front of him, so he couldn't help but let out a sigh.Thinking of Xie Zhao's words just now, he frowned, feeling a little irritated in his heart.

As the son grows up, he has his own thoughts and wants more, Qin Houde understands this very well.

But sitting in his position, understanding is not the same as permission.

Thinking of the prince who was still introspecting in his own mansion, Qin Houde gradually had a new plan.

After having an idea, Qin Houde's expression returned to calm.He stopped being distracted and turned back to the desk, ready to continue correcting official documents from all over the place.

Just as he picked up the pen, his movements stopped again.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Houde suddenly felt that he had forgotten something very important.

But sometimes the more you want to remember something, the harder it is to remember it.Qin Houde thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure out what he had forgotten, so he had no choice but to give up and continue to bury his head in correcting the official documents.

On this side, as soon as Xie Zhao left the palace, someone grabbed his shoulders and hooked him up.

Liao Qingfeng chuckled, patted Xie Zhao on the shoulder vigorously, and flattered Xie Zhao sparingly: "I just said, you are a ghost, you will definitely succeed!"

Xie Zhao was patted and grinned: "I understand that Mr. Liao is emotional and can't control his strength for a while, but I also hope that Mr. Liao can be merciful and spare my shoulder."

Liao Qingfeng smiled awkwardly, and let go of his hand: "You civil servants are delicate and weak, and it's useless to yell non-stop when you pat them."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, someone slapped Liao Qingfeng on the shoulder twice, causing Liao Qingfeng's shoulder to hurt, and then he looked to the side with an angry face.

As far as the line of sight could see, Xie Zhao snorted and looked over with malicious intentions: "Master Liao patted me just now with such force, do you think it hurts?"

Liao Qingfeng could only hold back the pain and forced a smile.

He gritted his teeth, glared and said, "Xie Zhao, I've done you such a big favor, yet you treat your savior like this?"

Xie Zhao was shocked by the meaning revealed in his words, he looked up at Liao Qingfeng curiously, puzzled: "When did you help me, and when did you become my savior?"

An hour later, Xie Zhao, who returned to Xueya Street, pushed open the gate of Xie's house, and looked at the charred houses one by one, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Although he didn't stay in this mansion for a long time, less than a year, but this mansion can be regarded as his residence in the capital, and there are some memories left in it. Xie Zhao is not without feelings for this mansion .

Xie Zhao never imagined that he just went out for a long trip, and when he came back, he found that his only residence in the capital had been burned to ruins.

What he didn't expect was that his good brother set the fire.

Now, the culprit hasn't seen his mood yet, and is proudly showing off his achievements: "You don't know how dangerous that day was. Lian Song from the Ministry of Punishment brought people to search your house, Third Prince After blocking the door for a long time, Lian Song didn't give anyone face."

He boasted: "It's thanks to me sneaking in. Seeing that Lian Song was about to bring people in, a flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I came up with a wonderful idea——Facing the ruins, they What other evidence can be found to wrong you?"

Xie Zhao came to his yard and saw the study and bedroom that had been burnt badly, he felt speechless.

He hesitated, and said tactfully: "This may indeed be the most brilliant idea Mr. Liao can think of..."

Liao Qingfeng helped him get out of the predicament of being framed. It stands to reason that Xie Zhao did owe Liao Qingfeng a thank you, but when he thought of his burned-out bedroom and the study room where no books were left, Xie Zhao felt that gratitude again. His words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

"I really should be grateful to Master Liao for his selfless help."

Xie Zhao was speechless and looked at him silently: "But Master Liao burned down my residence, where will I live in the future?"

Liao Qingfeng was very energetic when he burned the house, and after the burning, he still felt that he had really done a smart thing this time.Hearing Xie Zhao's words now, he belatedly remembered the problem of Xie Zhao's lack of a place to live.

"Your Majesty loves you so much, didn't he reward you with a new house today?"

Seeing that Xie Zhao shook his head, he couldn't figure it out: "No, how could His Majesty be stingy with a house."

Of course, Liao Qingfeng didn't expect that the wise and great Ninth Five-Year Master didn't deliberately refuse to give Xie Zhao's house.

He just forgot.

Although a little puzzled, Liao Qingfeng quickly thought of another way.

"You might as well go home with me and live in my mansion." He said to Xie Zhao, "Anyway, my parents are at the border, and the mansion is very empty. My grandparents have passed away, and I will never say anything at the mansion. You don't have to worry about seeing people's faces to live your life."

This unprecedented idea opened up a new world for Liao Qingfeng.

The more he talked, the more he felt that his idea was good: "It just so happens that I live alone and it's boring, and it's just right that you're here. The two of us have a companion to eat, drink and play. Isn't it a beautiful life?"

What a beauty!How could this be a simple matter of changing houses?Is there a third prince next to the other house?

What a fool.

Xie Zhao felt that Liao Qingfeng's idea was not good at all, but before he could refuse, someone rejected Liao Qingfeng one step ahead of him.

Fu Ling also arrived in the yard at some point, holding on to the door frame with one hand, with deep eyes.

"As the censor, Mr. Xie, if he is too close to Mr. Liao, it will be bad for Mr. Xie and Mr. Liao."

He lazily raised his eyes, and glanced at Liao Qingfeng indifferently: "In my opinion, Mr. Liao's method is a bit inappropriate."

After Fu Ling dialed, Liao Qingfeng also quickly reacted.

Indeed, as a censor, if Xie Zhao lived directly in his mansion, maybe a group of people would come out tomorrow and accuse Xie Zhao of colluding with him and forming cliques.

Liao Qingfeng wasn't afraid of being scolded, he was worried that Xie Zhao's reputation would be affected.

Thinking about it this way, Liao Qingfeng worried for Xie Zhao: "Then Xie Zhao has no place to live?"

He can't live in his house, and naturally Pei Shaonan's can't live in it, so where else can Xie Zhao live?

Seeing that things were about to reach a deadlock, Xie Zhao said at this moment: "I have an idea."

Liao Qingfeng looked at him: "Say it."

Xie Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, but before he could speak, the roots behind his ears were already turning red.

He glanced at Fu Ling embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "Can I... can I live with Your Highness...?"

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