Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 235: Literary Blood
Looking at the line of golden characters, Lu Zheng's expression changed slightly.

Supervisory Censor? That position is much higher than his so-called "Walking Censor".

I heard that the Censor-in-Chief could temporarily remove a state official from his post and allow the governor and the provincial governor to be investigated.

Lu Zheng had never heard Su Ming mention this Censor.

The other party came here so quickly, was it just a coincidence, or was there someone filing a complaint?

If someone filed a complaint, it would have happened too quickly, and the person must have a strong background.

Lu Zheng's mind turned, observing the person who came.

He Feng and his companions landed outside the provincial government office and went straight in. No one dared to stop them.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng walked into the provincial government office without saying a word.

He Feng put his hands behind his back and said in a cold tone: "Where is the governor? Let him come to see me!"

When everyone heard He Feng's tone, they knew that he was not a good person.

An officer said, "Lord Su is handling a case in court."

He Feng frowned and said, "Tell him to stop the case..."

Before he could finish, Su Ming came over quickly and said with a smile, "Sir He, what do you want from me?"

He Feng said calmly, "I want to talk to you alone."

Su Ming smiled and said, "We are all family here, there is no inconvenience. Lord He, just speak directly. After that, I still have to go to the trial."

He Feng frowned. Seeing Su Ming's indifference, his expression turned a little unhappy. "I heard you arrested a lot of people? Even the heads of several big families were thrown into jail, causing a big uproar in the city?"

"I am not arresting anyone. They know that their family is guilty, so they come to surrender and plead guilty. I am handling the case according to the law." Su Ming explained slowly.

He Feng waved his sleeves and said, "No matter what case you are investigating, how can you arrest people without solid evidence? Release those family heads first to reassure the people."

Su Ming said: "They are all involved in some cases. I can't just let them go like this."

"Are you really not going to let go?" He Feng glared.

Su Ming said calmly, "I am acting according to the law. If you have any questions, you can check it out."

He Feng took out a token and said calmly, "Of course I must investigate! Someone has reported you for abuse of power and abuse of power, fabricating charges to settle personal grudges. Sir Su, I will suspend you for three days so I can investigate the truth!"

Three days? Su Ming's face turned grim. He was afraid that within half a day, this Lord He would release certain people.

Su Ming said, "I'm sorry, but I can't obey your order! Someone has committed the crime of treason and betrayal. There's no time to waste. Please hold off for a few days, Master He. Once I have thoroughly investigated this matter, you can leave it to your investigation."

He Feng raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "It's okay. I will help you investigate thoroughly in the next three days. The crime of treason must be thoroughly investigated... Sir Su, please go back and rest."

Su Ming's eyes flickered and he clenched his fists in his sleeves.

He didn't expect that the people above would come so quickly, and they were invited by those wealthy and powerful families.

"Isn't this against the law?"

At this moment, Lu Zheng's voice sounded from the corner next to him.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, their expressions varying.

He Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who are you?"

Lu Zheng cupped his hands and said calmly, "An Guoren, Lu Zheng."

"Lu Zheng..."

He Feng's eyes flickered. Before coming, he had already learned about Lu Zheng's affairs.

He couldn't help but say, "I heard it was you who caused chaos in Hongzhou? Young man, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have received the Holy Gift. If it weren't for you, why would we be here?"

"What's going on here?" Lu Zheng said calmly, "People are redressing their grievances outside, officials are enforcing the law impartially, and criminals are being arrested and imprisoned. Is there anything wrong with this?"

He Feng's expression darkened. "Whether there is any problem or not, I will personally investigate. You are not an official, so this has nothing to do with you. As the sage said, one should not meddle in matters that are not within one's jurisdiction."

Lu Zheng said solemnly, "Every man has a share of responsibility for the fate of his country! As a citizen of Anguo, why can't I take part in this? Isn't it my responsibility to speak up for the people?"

He Feng glared and said, "What a joke! Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country. Does that mean Anguo will perish without you?"

Lu Zheng said sternly, "Between prosperity and destruction, you only care about destruction. What's your mind?"

"You!" He Feng's face changed slightly when he heard that.

Lu Zheng turned and shouted, "As soon as the Lord arrived, he released the people and dismissed Lord Su without asking any questions! Is this how you, as the Censor, act?"

"As the sages say, rulers are rulers, ministers are ministers, fathers are fathers, sons are sons." Lu Zheng's eyes were blazing. "Master He, are you a minister or not?"

"presumptuous!"

He Feng was furious. He waved his sleeves and a powerful pressure enveloped Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He held the Su Wu Festival in one hand and stood straight.

Regardless of whether the wind blows from east to west, from north to south, I will remain unmoved.

Lu Zhengsheng's voice was like a huge bell. "As the sage Meng said, wealth and honor cannot corrupt, poverty and humbleness cannot move, and might and power cannot bend! Lord He, can you use your power to oppress others and break my spine or destroy my righteous spirit?"

"How dare you offend your superiors!"

He Feng became even angrier upon hearing this, and he exerted great pressure on Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng's eyes were wide open with anger, and his feet had already crushed the bluestone beneath his feet.

[You are fearless and unyielding, your literary spirit +100!]

Combined with the literary energy he gained from killing the bad guys before, Lu Zheng's literary energy has risen to seven feet.

There is a shining light in the Wen Palace.

Two balls of rich vitality, one white and one red, emerged and quickly merged into Lu Zheng's body.

For General Yang’s head and for Minister Ji’s blood!

The blood and bones of upright scholars!

But in an instant, Lu Zheng's whole body was full of vigor and he resisted He Feng's pressure.

Everyone around him felt the change in Lu Zheng's aura, their blood and qi inexplicably surging. "Scholarly blood!" Some knowledgeable people were shocked.

Not all Confucian and Taoist scholars can concentrate on literary spirit, and not all scholars can cultivate their own bodies to have the bones and blood of a scholar.

He Feng was shocked. Not only did he fail to make Lu Zheng surrender, but he actually allowed him to break through?

Lu Zheng's eyes were bright, his posture was upright, and his whole aura was upright.

"Write! Censor He Feng, who abused his power for personal gain and perverted the law, shielded the powerful families..."

As he spoke, Taishi Jian and Dong Hu Bi were suspended in front of Lu Zheng.

Dong Hu's pen moved as he thought, and he wrote down what Lu Zheng had said on the Taishijian stroke by stroke.

He Feng's face changed drastically when he saw this.

As an imperial censor, how could he not see the purpose of these two cultural relics?

Even he didn't have his own historical records of cultural relics, but Lu Zheng did have one and actually recorded it.

"Lu Zheng, why have you come to this? Stop writing!"

He Feng's tone softened immediately. If he had known that Lu Zheng had such a literary tool, why would he get involved in such muddy water!

If this thing is submitted, not only will he not be able to continue his position as the Censor, he might even lose his reputation.

Lu Zheng remained unmoved. After Dong Hu finished writing, the text on the Taishi Jian still existed.

He Feng's face turned pale and blue.

He resisted the urge to snatch and destroy the bamboo slips.

But if he really did that, he would be in the public eye and there would be no place for him in the world.

He Feng forced himself to remain calm and said, "I was just passing through here and heard some people's demands. I was impulsive and didn't mean to..."

He Feng explained in a soft voice.

But no one present believed it.

"Forget it, forget it, I don't care about this matter anymore." He Feng's face looked extremely ugly.

He Feng didn't want to stay any longer and embarrass himself, so he took his men and flew away in a hurry, disappearing in a moment.

Everyone saw He Feng coming and going in a hurry, and then turned to look at Lu Zheng with changing expressions.

Su Ming felt it was a little unreal. He scared away an imperial censor like this?
But in this way, Lu Zheng would offend even more people.

Lu Zheng noticed Su Ming's gaze and smiled, "Master Su, go and try the case. I'm here."

"it is good……"

Su Ming nodded slightly. He thought Lu Zheng had something to rely on, but he always solved the problem with his own ability. Could it be that he guessed wrong?

Chen Liang walked to Lu Zheng's side and couldn't help but patted Lu Zheng on the shoulder. "Amazing! Under the pressure of Lord He, you actually broke through and cultivated the bones and blood of a scholar..."

"Uh, it just happened." Lu Zhengdao.

……

An Dingyuan looked up at the sky, lost in thought, "He ran away just like that?"

Although he was not at the scene, the commotion just now was quite loud and he heard some of the words clearly.

With a little more speculation, I can already imagine what happened in the provincial government.

"How come he is not even afraid of the Censor?" An Dingyuan couldn't help but say.

An Jing, who was standing beside him, sipped his tea. "He's a decent person, so why should we be afraid? If the situation continues, he won't be the one to be embarrassed."

An Jing paused, then added, "Send someone to check who called He Feng here. Also, remove him from his position!"

In the room, a person walked away lightly.

An Dingyuan whispered, "If we dismiss him right away, will He Feng bear a grudge against Lu Zheng? If someone doesn't know, they might think Lu Zheng was dismissed because he reported what happened today."

An Jing said calmly, "Then just kill him directly?"

"Uh..." An Dingyuan's body tensed up, and he stammered, "This crime isn't punishable by death, is it?"

An Jing's expression was cold. "As an Imperial Censor, he is so incompetent. Shouldn't he be killed? I can't believe that someone in such a small city like Hongzhou could hire such an official as their backer."

An Dingyuan's face turned serious. "He should be killed, but this kind of thing requires the consent of His Majesty, right?"

An Dingyuan looked at An Jing carefully. He felt that his aunt did not have that much power.

"Father will understand." An Jing said.

When An Dingyuan heard this, his heart sank and he couldn't help but think of a lot of things.

He couldn't help but glance sideways when he saw Lu Zheng coming out of the provincial government office. After some thought, he had already listed Lu Zheng as one of the ten people who should not be provoked.

"If he becomes an official, won't the court be in turmoil?" An Dingyuan couldn't help but mutter.

Considering that Lu Zheng is only a juren now, he dares to confront the censor.

If this happened in the imperial court, even if the emperor made a mistake, he would dare to speak out.

Thinking of this, An Dingyuan felt his scalp tingling.

An Jing murmured, "I'm afraid Anguo is too small to keep him."

"Huh?" An Dingyuan was puzzled. Their An country was not small. It was one of the nine major countries in the world.

An Jing looked at Lu Zheng from afar.

What Lu Zheng was looking at were the people outside the provincial government office.

An Jing understood that what Lu Zheng cared about were the people of the world, not high positions and generous salaries.

"Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country..." An Jing whispered softly.

(End of this chapter)