After rebirth, I became a national teacher

"Think about it, the Marquis of Jingnan Mansion originally wanted to kill the Taoist priest of Cihang Temple. If it weren't for the temple master's clever plan and precautions, I'm afraid they would have succeeded. How dare the temple master be so disrespectful, can the temple master forgive them?"

"Sir Yuan is responsible for supervising all officials. If you report him as Marquis Jingnan, he will lose his position. Only in this way can the value and sincerity of your Censorate be demonstrated."

To increase the credibility of her words, she added:

"I don't think the co-prefecture governor offered too much gold and silver, but because he helped in the trial of the Jingnan Marquis's case in the government office, Taoist Huiyun now treats Madam Yan with some affection."

Old Madam Yuan was a little hesitant.

It is absolutely not unfair for the Jingnan Marquis Mansion to be reported for its recent actions. It can also deter those powerful people and officials who do evil, and it can be regarded as a good thing for the people.

The only problem is that her old man has become disheartened and has not been involved in state affairs for many years. Now that he has reported to Marquis Jingnan, it would be like wading back into the muddy waters of the court.

Will he agree?

Seeing her hesitation, Madam Qin added fuel to the fire:

"Old lady, you must make a decision as soon as possible. If you don't do it now, someone else will definitely think of it in the future. By then, it will be difficult for you to come up with anything else to impress the master..."

Old Madam Yuan was startled.

Mrs. Qin's words make a lot of sense.

Everything has to be done early, the later you leave it, the more difficult it will be.

Given the current situation of the Censorate, if it does not seize the initiative, it will be difficult to compete with other top dignitaries with real power in the future.

"Thank you for your advice, Madam Qin. I will go back and make arrangements right away."

Mrs. Qin was delighted to hear this confirmation.

She was not without selfish motives when she gave this idea to Old Madam Yuan.

First of all, Marquis Jingnan, the garrison commander of the Southern Capital, is also a huge threat to the Qin family.

After all, Marquis Jingnan holds military power, and now seeing that the hatred between him and Cihang Temple is growing, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not continue to retaliate against Cihang Temple after the incident has passed.

Since Cihang Temple has other powerful believers behind it, it may not suffer any substantial losses.

However, the Qin family, as the celebrities in Cihang Temple, is likely to suffer from the disaster.

Of course, it is impossible for them to give up the support of the master because of this risk.

But they can choose to strike first and directly eliminate the root of the trouble, the Jingnan Marquis Mansion.

The Right Censor-in-Chief was a second-rank official who was responsible for supervising all officials and could write directly to the emperor.

If Censor Yuan was willing to write a letter of impeachment, even if he could not bring Pei Xiao down, he would at least not dare to act rashly again.

After all, now that he was being targeted by the censor, how could he dare to give others an advantage so easily?

On the other hand, it was also to seek credit from Cihang Temple.

After all, if this thing succeeds, it will be thanks to the contribution of their Qin family.

In the evening, as soon as Qin Dafu came back, Mrs. Qin told him about this.

Sure enough, this was a great idea and Qin Dafu praised her highly.

He was very satisfied with his wife's cleverness, and the previous resentment that she had brought rivals to the Qin family because of her reckless showing off was completely dissipated.

"Tomorrow you will go and explain this matter to Taoist Master Huiyun in person."

Regardless of whether the wife of the censor will do this or whether she can accomplish it, their Qin family is always thinking about Cihang Temple.

Of course, the master of the temple must be made aware of this thought.

When Old Madam Yuan returned to the Censorate, Censor Yuan had already returned from his shift and was stroking his beard and drinking tea in the main hall.

The Yuan family had no money to buy or rent a house, so they lived in a house allocated by the court. It was not very big, but it was very close to the Inspectorate.

He would report to the Inspection Office every day and always come back early.

I haven't seen my wife since I came back these few days, and I can't help but feel a little strange:

"Madam, where have you been these days? Why do you come back so late every day?"