Hearing Zhao Yongxian's words, Li Fan smiled and pointed at Zhao Yongxian and said, "I'm afraid this is what I really want to say!"

As he said that, Li Fan walked to the cloth bag that the postmaster dropped, picked up a few ingots of silver inside, and said, "Censor Zhao is so majestic! Stay at the postmaster at will, call on the postmaster's chariots and horses, and also blackmail the postmasters!

I believe that I am not an honest and honest official, but as an official, I want to be like you, and I will break myself from the so-called officialdom of yours?

Li Fan is ashamed of your support, and that will only shame our ancestors!"

Li Fan's twisting force is coming up again. For the bottom line in his heart, what if he steps on the other party's language trap?

"You..., you're dead! There is no place for you to stand in the court!" Zhao Yongxian was blushed by Li Fan's words.

Food, accommodation and accommodation stations, and receiving some filial piety before leaving are the unspoken rules of the Ming Dynasty officialdom. There is no need to explain these clearly, and anyone will enjoy them with peace of mind.

Now Li Fan has been identified. Although Li Fan has offended all the officials at once, it is definitely not easy for him as the person involved.

"I'm dead?" Li Fan shook his head and said, "It's hard to say whether he's dead or not, but Censor Zhao, you must be finished!"

Zhao Yongxian was startled when he heard this, unconsciously took a step back and said, "You..., do you dare to murder the imperial court's official?"

"No! No! Did Censor Zhao have heard that at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Hongwu once said that the post stations should not be used unless it is a military and national affairs?

A prince consort wanted to transport some tea leaves back then was beheaded. How about you better than that prince consort?"

Li Fan's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Zhao Yongxian's head, and his face turned pale in an instant. Only then did he remember that this was really the case.

The son-in-law at that time was different from the waste son-in-law now, but they were all people with real power. Such people would kill them if they said they would kill them. If Li Fan held on, he would be in trouble!

"Stop talking! Don't talk nonsense. Li Fan, just wait for my official's memorial!" Zhao Yongxian, the post station, didn't want to stay for a moment, left a harsh word and turned around and wanted to leave.

Li Fan looked at Zhao Yongxian who was about to walk out of the post station and said playfully: "Official Chief! This Censor Zhao must not be the first time he lives here!"

The postmaster was almost stunned. The first time he saw someone, someone could make the arrogant censor speechless.

Immediately said, "Sir! I've been here three times before, and they were all received by villains!"

"Yeah! Very good!" Li Fan nodded.

Zhao Yongxian, who was about to go out, paused and a bad feeling surged in his heart.

"You wrote down what food Zhao Jingshi had eaten, what room he had lived in, and what kind of Yima he had used every time he came, and posted it at the door.

It must be written clearly and must not be false at all!

Oh...! By the way! He also wrote down the filial piety he received, so that we can show our Lord Zhao’s integrity and integrity!”

Li Fan added another sentence at the end and said with a smile.

"This...!" Yi Cheng was confused. He could still do this. Once this thing was posted, you can imagine that Yu Shi Zhao must be stinking on the street.

He was still hesitating whether to write. Zhao Yongxian at the door squirted out a mouthful of blood and his body fell down.

Seeing this, the servant at the door quickly carried Zhao Yongxian onto the carriage and fled in panic.

"Sir! Really... I really need to write it!" Yi Cheng was still hesitant, and his face became a word of embarrassment.

Li Fan patted Yicheng on the shoulder and said, "If you don't write, will that Lord Zhao let you go?"

"..." The official secretary was silent. Civil officials, especially the censors, were all petty and held grudges. The official secretary understood that even if he didn't write, the official secretary would not let him go. He could be said to be dead!

Seeing the other party's increasingly firm eyes, Li Fan said in a temptation: "I understand! If you don't die when you hit a snake, you will suffer endless troubles!

For the villain, he must be beaten to death with one stick, so that he will never have the chance to harm others again!”

After hearing this, the Yicheng made a decision and nodded vigorously and said, "Thank you for your advice, I'll write it now!"

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!" Applause sounded from the second floor, and Zhang Jingxiu leaned out and said, "Brother Li is a good method. The censor vomited blood after scolding a few words. Zhang admired it! Admiration!"

Zhao Yongxian was originally a disciple of Zhang Juzheng. In recent years, he had achieved his current status with the help of Zhang Juzheng.

But he actually took the lead in impeaching Zhang Juzheng. Such a traitor, Zhang Jingxiu, had no good feelings.

Even if Li Fan doesn't take action on today's matter, he will push Zhao Yongxian back. But there is no such method as Li Fan to turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain.

Li Fan waved his hand and said, "Young Master is so serious! There are countless post stations in our Ming Dynasty, and countless postmen!

These people eat their own vegetables, but they have to use good wine and vegetables to entertain past officials. What is the difference between such behavior and robbing people of money?

I would also like to ask the eldest son to return to Beijing to speak a few good words for them, so that he would be exempted from receiving past officials in the future?"

"Okay! Brother Li Gao Yi, I admire you!" Zhang Jingxiu nodded heavily.

The tall young man beside him, with a crystal look in his eyes, grabbed the wine glass on the table and said, "Brother Li is unparalleled, I wish you a glass!"

After saying that, without waiting for Li Fan to answer, he followed Zhang Jingxiu's appearance and raised his head and drank it in one sip.

Li Fan's hand stopped in the air, wondering if he should drink this glass of wine.

At this moment, several sounds sounded one after another, and the postmaster and a dozen postmasters knelt in front of Li Fan.

"Secretary Liu Min! Thank you for your kindness! Your kindness will never be forgotten by the villain!"

Li Fan was stunned. He felt that he was not as noble as the postmen thought. He did this just to prevent problems before they could happen and prevent Li Zi from being born in the late Ming Dynasty. Unexpectedly, he won the hearts of the postmen.

He stood up and helped the postmen up one by one. The oldest among them was the old man who was guarding the door. He had white hair and wrinkles on his face.

The youngest is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with dark skin, calluses on his hands, and patches on his clothes.

They all had dishes and were worn out in their clothes, but they provided exquisite food to past officials and a large amount of filial piety.

No wonder when the post station was abolished in the late Ming Dynasty, Li Zi rebelled. Even the most basic right to survive was gone. What can he do if he didn't rebel?

If you want them to take a different path and live a life of food and clothing, things in the late Ming Dynasty must never happen again.

Thinking of this, Li Fan smiled and sent the postmen down. He turned around and sat back to the table, picked up the wine glass on the table and said, "Big Young Master, this young master, it's a fate to meet. I'll give you a cup!"

After saying that, I looked up and drank it dry, but I felt that the taste of this glass of wine seemed different, with a faint fragrance.
Chapter completed!