Lu Zhi, who returned to the house, knelt silently on the felt mat, staring at the hemp paper spread in front of him, and then at the brush and ink balls in front of him. The smoke rose in the incense burner became more and more until it blurred his eyes.

At this time, the old servant at home came over and told himself that Xingyuan had reported to the official in charge of the official in his name to see you.

Lu Zhi took over the famous sect, and the person who came was the new Xingyuan Prefecture Advocate, the Censor of the Procuratorate Hall, Li Feng.

After a while, Li Feng entered the hall, sat on the seat at the lower head, and used his broken right wrist to greet Lu Zhi, saying that he had traveled thousands of miles and brought Mr. Ji's reply to his husband.

Lu Zhi said oh, then took the letter with both hands, opened the cover, and took it out, but saw that there were only one line of four words inside and said: "Let's watch Li Feng."

So Lu Zhi pondered, turned the letter back, put it on the table, asked the old servant to bring tea to Li Feng, and asked, "Is the Shiyu Li a 12th year of Dali?"

Li Feng suddenly felt ashamed on his face, and hurriedly replied that what Mr. Lu said was nothing wrong, nothing wrong...

Lu Zhi also knew his past a little and knew that he had written a beautiful article. However, he had no background and was not good at dealing with people. After he was eager to achieve success, he hanged out with Dou Shen, Yuan Tongzhi and others. Even his virtuous and beautiful wife in the family was abandoned by him. In the end, when Li Xilie, Li Huaiguang, and Zhu Li (only speaking in his heart) he failed to be in full swing, and became a pseudo-Shunting servant for the pseudo-Chief. Later, he lost his right hand in the bloody killings of Qianlong Palace, but fortunately he was not dead.

When Li Sheng, the prince of Hechuan County, revived the capital, he saw that he knew something, so he did not execute him. However, Li Feng was depressed because of this. First, he was exiled everywhere. Later, after Lu Zhi offered the emperor a plan to "let people enrich the Northwest government office and make meritorious contributions" to the emperor, Li Fengcai went to Nanyu to become the county magistrate of Longzhou, and was later taken care of by Gao Yue. Now he was sent to the Zuoyuan.

Logically speaking, Lu Zhi should hate such talents.

But when Li Feng was in front of him, Lu Zhi couldn't hate him, only sighing and regret.

What is there to hate for this person who loses everyone due to personal ethics?

"I understand what Mr. Ji means. There is a stele of love here. It was written by Wei Bo's Prince Tian begged people in the court. There is also a 100,000 yuan pen for this. Mr. Ji intends to praise you. Do you dare to ask if the Lord Li can come down?" Lu Zhi said intentionally.

"The Prince Tian... Wei Bo..." If it were put before, Li Feng didn't even know what Wei Bo Town was. However, over the years he had been honing his experience in the border areas, his government affairs and insights were no longer the same as before. After thinking about it, he was very happy and said that as long as Mr. Gao Ji and Mr. Lu could trust me, I would like to respond.

"But, it is necessary to write a monument to Tian Chengsi's love, which is related to Li Shiyu's future reputation!"

Li Feng smiled with difficulty at this moment, and confessed to Lu Zhi: "Famousness? Like a servant, it is like duckweed flying in troubled times. How can you care about any reputation? It has been ruined by himself. Now, no matter what he does, as long as he can make his debut again, he is willing to do it. The servant dares not accept the pen of 100,000 yuan. As long as he can make his husband and his wife be compassionate, he will never refuse."

This sentence shocked Lu Zhi. He picked up Gao Yue's paper again and looked at the four words "Watch Li Feng".

A scholar is really willing to do anything in order to be able to do it again when his political future is destroyed.

What about me?

If I had the same experience as Li Feng now, could I put down my posture and act the same way as him?

Thinking of this, Lu Zhi felt his heart suffocated. He shook his head violently, feeling terrible and disgusting, and endless despair.

In the end, he was on the table and almost felt breathless.

"Yi Song, this is what you want to tell me..."

Finally, Lu Zhi raised his hand and said to Li Feng seriously that it was not that I believed in Li Shiyu's work, but that this remains of love monument concerning the relationship between the court and Wei Bo Town, which is very important. It is more appropriate for me to write it myself. I believe this is what Mr. Tian hoped for.

Li Feng quickly said that it’s okay, no matter how good or bad it is, how can you do, and dare to discuss the shortcomings and strengths of your husband in the article?

Finally, Lu Zhi comforted Li Feng a few words. Seeing that it was getting late, he tried to stay in the guest house where he was staying. Then he ground the ink balls, picked up the pen, and turned it on the rice paper with great concentration and seriousness.

Soon, Lu Zhi really wrote the inscription on Wei Bo's love and handed it to the emperor.

This inscription is written in a humble and unrestrained manner. First, it says that Tian Chengsi resumed production in Weibo Town and cherished the people's strength. He finally had some "left love". However, it also pointed out that this love is a small love, and it has not reached the level of great love for the people of the country. He encouraged the new governor Tian Xu to respect Dianxian, be more progressive, and meet the standards of great love as soon as possible.

As for the 100,000 yuan of money brought by Liu Zhan, Lu Zhi also accepted it and immediately accepted it into Zuozang for military expenses in Helong.

"Lu Jiu!" The emperor was very moved, and therefore he thought that Lu Zhi's character was valuable, so he asked the central government to deliver the inscription to Liu Zhan.

Liu Zhan also breathed a sigh of relief and was very happy. He soon rushed to Weibo Town in Hebei with his subordinates.

While Liu Zhan was paying back, the fifth representative of the court, Shouyi, was not far from Shangdang's Luzhou.

But at this time, Li Baozhen was lying in the "Purple Immortal Hall", her face was red and her belly was bloated like a drum, leaving only the last breath to hang.

The alchemist Sun Jichang continued to deceive him before and said that Sikong had eaten three thousand golden elixirs and was about to ascend, but because he was not sincere and did not persist, he failed. The amount of money he took should reach 10,000.

Li Bao really believed it and ate 10,000 pills alive, so that.

In the chaos, Sun Jichang left a letter saying that he would go to find the immortal first, and immediately rode a phoenix to pick up Sikong ascend. Then he wrapped a lot of gold, silver and fine softness, and escaped.

It is a pity that Li Baozhen still believed him. He was struggling and his family was sitting around all over the place and was already crying. He was still sighing and saying, "The court misled me. Originally, Master Sun told me that the reason why I was always unable to ascend was because of the official title, so I submitted a memorial seven times, hoping to resign from Sikong and become a servant. But the court never wanted to agree. Now he is indeed blocked from becoming an immortal." After that, he tilted his head and looked at the painted wooden crane in the courtyard. He couldn't help but shed tears, struggling to ride it, preparing for the ascension simulation on horseback, but his body was stagnant, and his hands and feet were as if they were filled with lead, so how could he do it?

Only then did Li Baozhen truly feel the coming of death. He stared at the sad and horrified eyes, thinking to himself: "Master Sun really lied to me?"

But what's the point of thinking about this?

In the crying, Li Baozhen called his son, Li Jian, the censor of the Procuratorate Hall, and said to him weakly: "The imperial envoy of the court is coming soon - I also want to give you the royal honors, but you have no talent, cannot bear the Zhaoyi army, and have no foundation, and cannot cultivate immortals. If you force it, it will only harm you. For your father, for your good fortune, I have purchased hundreds of thousands of houses and farms for you in Dongdu in advance. As long as it is not excessive, it will be enough for you to eat and wear for the next three lifetimes. Remember not to disobey the court."
Chapter completed!