Chen Dong finished reading what Yang Fan had written and sneered, "Go, send it to Assistant Minister Cui!"
The scribe stared at him blankly and hesitated, "Doctor …"
Chen Dong said, "Go! Do you think Assistant Minister Cui will let him do as he pleases? Do you think he will look good if this scandal is exposed? "
The scribe came to a sudden realization and hurriedly said, "I will go now!"
The scribe rushed to the back of the yamen. Luo Ling moved closer to Chen Dong and said, "Doctor, this Yang Fan is not easy to deal with!"
Chen Dong glanced at him and said indifferently, "Panicking just like that? We still have a trump card. If we can't break it with one move, humph! He will know who has the final say in the Ministry of Justice! "
Chen Dong put his hands behind his back and sneered, "That case has been reported to the Supreme Court, right?"
After getting Luo Ling's confirmation, Chen Dong smiled and said, "Good! After the Supreme Court is done with the trial, it will be handed over to the Ministry of Justice for review. That case is related to the one he is handling. I will see what he will do when the time comes! "
He patted Luo Ling's shoulder and said earnestly, "A moment of pride is nothing. The one who laughs last is the winner!"
In the back of the yamen, Bodhisattva Cui received the document from the scribe and immediately frowned. He said unhappily, "Nonsense! If there's anything inappropriate, can't you tell me? How could you create such a mess? "
The scribe said embarrassedly, "Yang Langzhong said that we should inform the Medical Bureau, the Medical Bureau, the Luoyang Prefecture, the Sufferer's Square …"
"Ignore him!"
Cui Yuanzong's face darkened and he waved his hand, "Go, ask him to see me!"
Before he could finish, Feng Xihui hurried in and bowed to Cui Yuanzong, saying, "Assistant Minister, Yang Langzhong said that he is feeling unwell. I am afraid that he has also contracted the plague, so … he has been quarantined at home."
Cui Yuanzong was stunned and said angrily, "He did not even inform me?"
Feng Xihui laughed dryly. "Yang Langzhong said that he might have infected the vice-minister."
Cui Yuanzong didn't know whether to laugh or to be angry. He pointed at him and the scribe and said, "You two, go to the Yang family immediately and tell him to come see me! I'm not afraid of infection! "
When it was almost noon, Feng Xihui and the scribe returned. Cui Yuanzong saw that Yang Fan did not return with them. He stood up unhappily and said, "Where is Yang Fan?"
The scribe said, "Yang Langzhong's movement is very fast. When lowly officer arrived at the Yang Mansion and inquired, the Yang Mansion's people said that Ah Lang and Da Niangzi had already left the mansion."
Cui Yuanzong sneered, "Did you imprison yourself in the countryside, or did you go sightseeing somewhere? Hmph! Find out where he is and bring him back for me! "
Feng Xihui stepped forward and answered solemnly, "Lowly officer has already inquired. Yang Langzhong has gone to White Horse Temple!"
Cui Yuanzong sat back in his chair after hearing this. After a long while, he slowly picked up the 'Five Rules of the Ministry of Justice for Epidemic Prevention of the Yang Family' from the table. It seemed that he did not want to read it, but his expression was uncertain.
Feng Xihui stole a glance at him and said ambiguously, "Yang Langzhong made two copies of this official document and took one with him. I don't know … what is his intention!"
Cui Yuanzong's expression changed again. After a long silence, he said slowly, "Report the epidemic prevention to the Political Affairs Hall!"
The scribe was shocked and was about to say something when Cui Yuanzong stopped him with a cold look.
At this time, the head chef Wang Wan came in with a sumptuous plate and said politely, "Vice-Minister, it's time for lunch!"
Cui Yuanzong glared at him and said angrily, "What do you want to eat? Close the kitchen. From today onwards, all lunch services will be stopped! "
"Ah! Why is that? "
Cui Yuanzong wanted to say something but hesitated. He first waved his hand to let Feng Xihui and the scribe leave. After the two left, the furious expression on Cui Yuanzong's face suddenly disappeared. He said with a relaxed smile, "Don't ask too much. Just do as I say."
Wang Wan was quite reluctant. Cui Yuanzong glared at him and said, "Don't just stare at your small territory. Do as I say!"
Wang Wan had no choice but to agree and leave with the plate. Cui Yuanzong stroked his beard and thought for a moment. Then he smiled and said loudly, "Come! Call Minister Pi to come with me to eat outside the yamen! "
There was a hint of schadenfreude in Cui Yuanzong's words.
…
"That old man is really a clay statue. He's not worthy of being a magistrate. He can't do anything about Yang Fan's nonsense!"
When Chen Dong heard the scribe's report, he slammed the table angrily and began to wander around the room. After a while, he chuckled and comforted himself, "It's nothing. Unfortunately, he still doesn't know that this case has caused another storm. Go ahead, go ahead! I'll let him be complacent for now. Let's see how he deals with this! "
At this moment, Luo Ling rushed back in exasperation and said, "Minister, the kitchen is actually closed. All the perfectly fine dishes have been poured into the bucket of swill. This … this …"
Chen Dong snorted and said, "Let's go out and eat!"
…
In the White Horse Temple, below Qiyun Tower.
Yang Fan and Xiao Man were accompanied by the temple's true abbot, Master Sanshan, and the former abbot, Monk Yizhuo. They walked slowly. Master Sanshan pointed at them and explained the historical sites in the temple from time to time.
The White Horse Temple was the first ancient temple in China. It was the first temple built by the government after Buddhism was introduced to the central plains, so there were obviously many moss-covered ancient buildings and trees in the temple.
Yang Fan saw Feng Xihui rush into the backyard and stand on the steps below Qiyun Tower. He smiled at Master Sanshan and bowed with his palms together. He said, "Master, please!"
Master Sanshan bowed back at him and led Xiao Man into Qiyun Tower with Monk Yizhuo. Yang Fan walked down the steps and arrived beside a stone bench with Feng Xihui. With a sweep of his sleeve, he brushed away a few fallen leaves and said with a smile, "Let's sit and talk."
"Yes, yes!"
Feng Xihui was excited. He waited for Yang Fan to sit down before sitting to the side. He only placed half his butt on the stone bench to show his respect for Yang Fan.
Yang Fan did not mind his careful behavior. He only asked with a smile, "How is it?"
At this time, the sky was already slanting. Sunlight passed through the rustling leaves and shone on their faces, bodies, and the ground. The wind blew and the trees moved, causing their shadows to sway gently. Within the shadows of the trees, it seemed like only the two of them were motionless. It was quite a sight to behold in the temple.
However, the words the two of them spoke were unbearably vulgar. It was nothing more than the mortal methods of fighting for fame and wealth and scheming against each other.
"Assistant Minister Cui had no other choice. He could only send Lang Zhong's records to the Political Affairs Hall. Minister Li reported it to the emperor, and the emperor decreed that the entire city of Luoyang should be vaccinated. Our Ministry of Justice is the most important disaster area."
When Feng Xihui reached this point, he could not help but laugh. "Everyone in the government office was mobilized. They cleaned up every nook and cranny. They worked for two whole days and sprinkled lime on the damp places. That was not all. The people from the Shang Pharmacy also came. Every day, they brewed medicinal soup that was more bitter than bile and forced everyone to drink it. They drank it so much that no one had the appetite to go out for lunch … "
Yang Fan smiled faintly. The emperor still gave him face. Originally, you were the one who pushed me into the Ministry of Justice. Now that I have used my methods, if you do not cooperate and undermine me, then why did you let me come?
Yang Fan did not want to hear about the sorry state of the Ministry of Justice. He only asked, "What was the reaction of the officials? What did Assistant Minister Cui and Lang Zhong say? "
Feng Xihui beamed with joy and said, "Ever since Assistant Minister Cui sent Lang Zhong's records to the Political Affairs Hall and after the Emperor made his decision, he has become a clay Bodhisattva again. He doesn't care what the higher-ups do, he doesn't care how the lower levels complain, as if nothing has happened. It looks like he wants to watch from the sidelines."
Yang Fan smiled and interrupted, "He did not want me to go back?"
Feng Xihui chuckled and said, "Why wouldn't I want to? It's just that when he heard that Lang Zhong entered White Horse Temple, he would not dare to come back even if you lent him the courage! "
Yang Fan gently stroked his knee and thought for a moment. He then asked, "What about Chen Dong?"
Feng Xihui said, "Doctor Chen is still stubbornly holding on, there's no need to talk about Assistant Minister Cui's speechlessness, but Pi Erding is taking this opportunity to attack him with all his might. In the beginning, everyone's meals were cut off, and they suffered, and they still have a lot of complaints against Doctor Chen. But they can't do anything to you, and they can't extricate themselves. Under Pi Erding's instigation, this resentment naturally concentrated on Chen Dong.
As for Sun Yuxuan and Yan Xiaojun, they are very slippery. Right now, Assistant Minister Cui is silent and you, the main character, is not here. They will not do anything to offend Chen Dong, but they will also not support him. Hey! Even a lowly guard in the yamen is not an idiot. They are not doing anything. Their attitude is already clear enough. Who would not see it? Now, the wind is gradually leaning towards Lang Zhong. Do you think it is time to go back and clean up the mess? "
Yang Fan frowned and said, "No, no, no. Don't talk to me about the excitement. Those things on the surface are actually useless. We are dealing with Chen Dong, so the most important thing is his reaction. Has he not panicked yet? "
When Yang Fan said this, Feng Xihui couldn't help but frown. "Yes! The strange thing is that he really does not seem to be panicking. It is one thing for these things to torment him. Also, those scribes and yamen servants who were instigated by him to claim they were sick and did not come when Lang Zhong was questioning the case were all taken to the desolate countryside and locked up. Every day, they would throw some salted vegetables and flatbread in.
The parents and brothers of these people found out from somewhere that the reason their loved ones were like this was all because they were instigated by Chen Dong to go against you, the Minister of Justice. So they went to him every day to make a fuss, telling him to save their loved ones. They said all sorts of unpleasant things, and even the people by his side were annoyed, but … he actually didn't panic. "
Feng Xihui thought about it and said, "I have carefully investigated the details of his actions. He … really does not panic. I even paid special attention to which restaurant he went to eat at noon. After he left, I went to the restaurant and asked the waiter about his appetite. It was no different from before! "
Yang Fan's brows furrowed slightly. He muttered, "Does he not know that he does not need me to overturn the case? As long as he is unable to do anything to me, it will be enough to cause him to lose a great deal of prestige in the Ministry of Justice? He … what else does he rely on? "
Yang Fan stood up and paced slowly for a while. Suddenly, he stopped and said in a low voice, "There is only one chance. We must be careful. Go back and investigate, especially the actions of his follower, Luo Ling. There are some things that he cannot show himself for, so it will most likely fall on this Luo Ling. I want to know what he is relying on! "
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