Yang Muyun was stunned, and suddenly understood why Chen Siyu came to him yesterday, this was by no means as simple as letting herself come to her wedding, but letting herself take this opportunity to bow to Cheng Guogong and repair it.

"Is she marrying someone she doesn't like for me?" Yang Muyun felt sad for a while, "The beauty is deeply gracious, how can I repay Yang Muyun?" ”

"My lord can help you," Zhu Yong looked at him and said, "I will find you a position in the army, but my lord also has a requirement." Seeing Yang Muyun looking at him with burning eyes, he said word for word: "Chen Siyu is now the daughter-in-law of my Zhu family, and my father-in-law doesn't want any more things to do with each other." ”

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"Lord Yang, please go this way." Yang Muyun left the living room with the steward in a trance.

The place where the guests of the Chengguo Mansion are entertained is still located in Xinde Hall, which is very large, and it is not a problem to set up a banquet of hundreds of tables. Last time, it was here that Zhu Yong hosted a banquet for the generals of the border army and the yamen of the military department.

The hall was full of staggering, and everyone was already drinking. In the meantime, people kept entering the hall, and there was a sound of greetings. Yang Muyun wanted to leave, but after hesitating for a moment, he walked in, he was about to find an inconspicuous corner to sit down, and left silently as soon as the table was over.

"Hey, isn't this Yang Gongzi?" A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Yang Muyun looked sideways, and a familiar slender figure came into view, "Jiang Wenying? He was slightly stunned, and saw Jiang Wenying wearing a cyan brocade robe with silver trim, looking at him in surprise.

"Jiang Gongzi, you also came to Jingshi." Yang Muyun arched his hand at him.

"Not only am I here, but Brother Zhang Xian is also here, Chen Shimei's happy day, how can we not come to cheer for Brother Chengfeng?" Jiang Wenying pointed to a table next to him, and Zhang Tianhe also walked over affectionately, "It's really fate to be able to meet Yang Gongzi in Beijing, come, please sit down, you and I want to have a few more drinks." ”

Yang Muyun looked at the table, there were still a few familiar faces sitting at the table, Guo Cong and Xu Yongning, as soon as they touched their eyes, they turned to the side, and did not answer to themselves, and there were a few people who looked like they should be the children of the princes and nobles.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Zhang, I still have an appointment with someone else, and I have to deal with it," Yang Muyun arched his hand with a smile, "Next time, wait for next time we get together for a good drink." Without waiting for them to say more, he walked to a corner.

"Young Master Yang, what's wrong?" Zhang Tianhe was a little puzzled, "Why does it seem to have some intention to avoid us?" ”

"The two of you just came here from Nandu, I'm afraid you don't know, right?" Xu Yongning smiled and said to the two of them: "This person is not effective in protecting the emperor, he offended the queen mother, he was sent to work and idle at home, and he went to Dongchang prison not long ago. ”

"Brother Xu is right," Guo Cong also said: "When this person first came to Beijing, the saint was in power, and now he is ...... It's better to provoke him less. ”

......

"Is anyone sitting here?" At a table in the corner of the hall, Yang Muyun saw an empty seat, so he asked a person dressed as a scribe in a light brown shirt next to him.

"No one, please take a seat." The scribe said with a slight smile.

"Thank you." Yang Muyun took off his robe and sat down, and saw that the scribe was only in his thirties, with a clear appearance, three locks of long beard under his chin, and his appearance was very elegant. "Strange, this person is so familiar, where do you seem to have seen it?"

"Jie'an Gong," the scribe said to the person opposite, "You are new to Jingshi, and you don't know a lot of things, but this Chengguo Mansion is the first place you want to come!" ”

"What Yuan De said is good," a majestic and sonorous voice came from opposite him, "The entire three major battalions of the Beijing Division are controlled by Chengguo Gong, and it is a mountain that the military department can't bypass......"

"This voice ......" Yang Muyun's heart jumped, and when he raised his eyes, a majestic and familiar face met his eyes, "Lord Yu Qianyu?" Sure enough, it was him. ”

Yu Qian obviously didn't see him, and still continued: "Chengguo Gong is in the same scenery at this time, but the wedding of the prince has shocked the entire capital, and it seems that the people who offer congratulatory gifts are like carp crossing the river."

"With such a powerful figure, why don't others rush up and stammer?" The robe-clothed scribe smiled coldly,

For Qian said: "Compared with other people's gifts, the Jie'an Gong's shot is too shabby, otherwise how could the newly appointed right attendant of the military department be assigned to such an inconspicuous corner by the ceremonial officer of the Guogong Mansion." ”

"It's okay, it's okay," Yu Qian said with a smile: "I thought I was the only one who didn't know the current affairs, didn't this Yuan De and Xiu An also sit here with me?" As he spoke, he looked at a face with a Chinese character next to him, and a dignified one dressed in dark blue was a scribe.

"How can it be the same?" The scribe in the shirt smiled and said: "You are a dignified third-grade master, I am just a sixth-grade head of the ministry, and Wang Xiandi is only a seventh-grade householder." Beijing officials are poor, especially petty officials like me and Wang Xiandi, unlike the local prefects and counties, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so he can set up a name to hold money. The Duke of Jie'an has just come from the post of local governor, how can he be as poor as me? ”

"Yuan De's words are bad," Yu Qian said: "The local responsibility is heavy, not to mention anything else, just take me before I came, just settled the hundreds of thousands of refugees displaced by the breach of the lower reaches of the Yellow River, the entire Kaifeng Mansion Treasury is empty, I and the Inspector Nian, as well as officials at all levels of Kaifeng Mansion, donated money and materials, only barely to maintain the situation, for this reason I jointly gave the emperor a request for disaster relief, the excerpt just handed over, this order came, no way, I can only pack a few old clothes to Beijing, I'm not afraid of a few jokes, even the thieves who cut the path have to walk around when they see me! ”

The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"The people who came to the Chengguo Mansion were all vying for Bikuo, but the three of us were crying and crying out for poverty here." The shirt scribe smiled, "No wonder the two of us will sit with Lord Yu." ”

"That's right, Yuan De," Yu Qian waited for the two of them to stop laughing and said: "I heard that there have been a series of changes in the capital during this period of time, and there is still martial law until now, what is going on, can you tell me?" ”

"The princess of Jie'an asked, and the lower officials said nothing." The robe-robbed scribe told the story of what had happened in the capital from beginning to end.

After hearing this, Yu Qian fell into deep thought, "The Tartar spies are very rampant in the capital!" Come and go when you want, and leave when you want, the court has nothing to do with them. ”

"Especially Nadongchang and Jinyiwei," said the scribe with some indignation, "They persecuted the hundred officials to the extreme, and they were at a loss for the spies of these Tartars, like a rice bucket." A few days ago, there was a fire in the East Factory, and it was almost burned to the ground......" said this, and lowered his voice, "I heard that it was also the work of the Tartars' spies. ”

"Oh?" Yu Qian said with a solemn face: "The two of you have been officials in Beijing for many years, in your opinion, why are the Tartar spies making such a big fuss in the capital?" ”

"Jingshi was originally the old capital of Mengyuan, and when the Tartar Emperor fled back to the grassland, he left behind a lot of Mengyuan remnants, and they could all provide shelter for the Tartar spies. Take Wan'an Temple as an example, it was originally a royal temple in the Mengyuan period, and the lamas in the temple were already in cahoots with the Tartars, and ......" The voice of the scribe in the shirt paused slightly and said: "The imperial court and the mansions of the princes and nobles in the capital have recruited Tartar officials, and the Tatar officials have lived in Beijing more than 10,000, and the monthly salary of the commander is thirty-five stones, and sometimes only one stone can actually be paid, while the Tartar officials can actually pay seventeen stones and five buckets. Such a Tartar official is equivalent to seventeen and a half Beijing officials, and there are already many complaints in the court......"

"Well," Yu Qian glanced at him and said, "The purpose of the imperial court's recruitment of Tartar officials is not to disintegrate the forces of the Tartar tribes on the grassland and let more people stand on my side of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"The idea of the imperial court is good," the scribe in the shirt smiled bitterly, "but after all, the Jingshi is too close to the border, and no one can guarantee the loyalty of the Tartar officials who have defected to the imperial court. ”

"Then there must be a lot of loyal people among these Tartar officials who have taken refuge in my Daming," Yu Qian muttered: "You can't cool the hearts of other Tartar officials because of a few spies, right?" ”

"The lower officials think the same way," said the scribe in the shirt, "but leaving so many Tartar officials in the capital will inevitably cause trouble, and last month on Chongwenmen Street, a group of Tartar officials rode through the street on horseback, and if it weren't for a teenager who stopped them and beat them, I don't know how many pedestrians would have been injured......"

Yang Muyun's expression moved when he heard this, "Isn't this talking about me?" Looking at the shirt scribe, he remembered that a middle-aged scribe in his thirties said to himself that they were Tartar officials raised by Wang Zhen, and his eyes blinked, "No wonder I think he is familiar, it turns out that he is the middle-aged scholar."

Shi, but what he said was also good, the group of Tartar officials did collude with Yuan Qi'er in private, but they all died outside the capital city. ”

Yang Muyun's actions attracted Yu Qian's attention, and his eyes looked at him, and he couldn't help but stare at him.

"The lower officials meant that the Tartars should be gradually moved inland, away from the borders," the scribe continued, "and this would save heavy expenses and eliminate the calamity before it was spent." For this reason, the lower official gave the emperor a fold, but he never waited for approval. ”

"Yes, Yuan De might as well write another fold and hand it to the Ministry of War," Yu Qian glanced at him and said, "The Ministry of War will hand it over for you, so that the emperor will pay attention to it." ”

"Ah," the shirt scribe struck his palm, "I'll write when I get back, but I'll leave it to you, my lord." ”

"Yuan De is polite," Yu Qian smiled slightly, and turned his gaze to Yang Muyun, "Yang Xiaoyou is here, is he ordered by the command of the Jinyi Guard to monitor us?" ”

"Lord Yu," Yang Muyun saw that he couldn't hide anymore, so he arched his hand to him, "Your lower official is polite." ”

Hearing that there was a brocade guard by his side, the shirt scribe and the straight scribe were all shocked, and hurriedly looked at Yang Muyun carefully.

"This brother, we meet again." Yang Muyun said to the scribe in the shirt.

"You ......," the shirt scribe suddenly realized, "you are the young man who taught the group of Tartar officials on Chongwenmen Street that day?" ”

"When I first came to Beijing that day, I saw those Tartar officials doing evil, and I couldn't bear it, so I taught them a lesson, which made my brother Taijian smile." Yang Muyun said.

"It turns out that you are Jinyiwei." The robe-gown scribe was stunned and suspicious.

"Now that I am at home, I have not commanded the envoy in the Jinyi Guard, and I ask you to talk at will, don't scruple."

The robe-clothed scribe and the straight-knit scribe looked at each other without saying a word.

"If you disturb the Yaxing of all the adults, you will complain about the crime here," Yang Muyun stood up and made a circle, "I will change places and sit here." ”

"Yang Xiaoyou," Yu Qian stood up and said: "You and I were friends in trouble when we were in Kaifeng, and the life of this official was saved by you, and others don't believe in you, don't you believe in this official?" As he spoke, he glanced at the scribe in the shirt and the scribe in the straight embrace, "This one who has known you is Li Xian, the director of the Seal Inspection Department of the Ministry of Officials, and the other is Wang Hong, who is in the household department. He said to them again: "This Yang Xiaoyou's name is Yang Muyun, and he is a thousand households in Jinyi Weibei Town, but the two of them don't have to be afraid, Yang Xiaoyou is a bright and upright person, and he is by no means a sinister and cunning person." ”

"Oh......" Li Xian and Wang Hong arched their hands towards Yang Muyun, barely squeezing out a smile on their faces.

"It's long since I'm no longer in the Jinyi Guard's command and envoy Yamen, and it's just an unintentional move to come here, so you don't have to be afraid." Yang Muyun smiled indifferently.

"It's okay, it's okay," Yu Qian smiled and asked him to sit down, "What if you serve in the Jinyi Guard?" The official's son-in-law is also in the Jinyi Guard's command envoy yamen, is it possible that the official doesn't even meet his son-in-law? ”

"Thank you, Lord Yu." Yang Muyun bowed and sat down again.

"This official, Lord Li, and Lord Wang failed to give Cheng Guogong a generous gift, so he was assigned to this corner, could it be that Yang Xiaoyou was also driven here because of a thin gift?" Yu Qian teased.

Yang Muyun didn't answer yet, but listened to the ceremonial official sing loudly: "The groom and bride toast to the guests!" Everyone looked out of the hall together, and saw Zhu Yi dressed in a red auspicious dress and walked in happily. Chen Siyu was wearing a crown of pearls, and she was wearing a xia veil that staggered away from him, her face was melancholy, and she seemed to be full of concerns.

"He looked very unhappy," Yang Muyun only felt his heart sink, "I married someone I don't like for me, and I owe this debt." ”

Under the guidance of the ceremonial officials, Zhu Yi came to the table where several high-ranking officials and ministers were sitting and toasted first.

It is said to be a toast, but it is just a rough walk, and it does not need to be toasted at every table. Otherwise, there are hundreds of wine tables in the entire Xinde Hall, and the groom and the groom will salute them one by one, wouldn't they be drunk to death?