"Hey, that young man on horseback, if you don't like it, you can live with me."

Just as Zhu Ping'an turned over and got on the horse, about to find an inn to stay, he suddenly heard a thick and hoarse voice behind him.

In the post station, which was full of mockery and white eyes, the voice was very abrupt.

Curious, Zhu Ping'an grabbed the reins of the horse, turned the horse's head, and followed the sound to look in the direction of the post station.

The person who spoke was a man with a national character face about 1.75 meters tall, in his thirties, dressed relatively plainly, but the whole was upright, standing there like a sharp sword unsheathed.

Although the man was dressed modestly, the staff of the post house were very respectful to him, and perhaps it was more appropriate to use flattery and flattery.

So, Zhu Ping'an was a little curious about this person.

"I can't ask for it, it's too late to thank you for a long drought." Zhu Ping'an turned over and dismounted, bowed to the man from a distance, and thanked him loudly with a smile.

"Hehehe, you're a funny boy, and my room is pretty spacious." The man laughed, then turned to the stationary standing beside him and asked in an affirmative tone, "I did this, but did I violate the rules?" Do you need to return to the post? ”

Listening to the man's question, the post station staff smiled with a compliment, shook their heads again and again, and said, "There is no violation of the rules, this kind of trivial matter is troublesome to Lord Yicheng, Lord Yang is really warm." ”

The man was not at all interested in the compliment of the post station personnel, and he didn't even have the intention of coping with it, so he didn't turn his head to look at the post station personnel again.

"Thank you so much, my lord." Zhu Ping'an led the horse to the man's side and once again thanked him.

"It's just a matter of effort." The man waved his hand absently.

After saying a few words, Zhu Ping'an put the horses in the post station stables according to the guidance of the post station staff, and then followed the man to his room with the package on his back.

This post station is much better than the post station where Zhu Ping'an lived in the past, and the buildings of the post station are much cleaner and spacious, even better than most inns. The room this person lived in was almost the best room in the inn, the room was a two-entry suite, the outer room was slightly smaller, and the inner room was much more spacious than the master bedroom.

"You can rest here." The man led Zhu Ping'an to the outside. "I can't live in two rooms by myself anyway."

Zhu Ping'an thanked him.

This person's clothes are not much better than his own, they are very simple, and this person's family background is not very good. stopped himself at the gate of the post station, probably because he was dressed plainly. Moved by compassion.

It's just that I don't know what position this person is, judging from the flattering and flattering behavior of the post staff, this person should be unusual.

"Thank you, my lord, the late born Zhu Ping'an, a person from Anqing Mansion. I haven't asked the adults for their names. I am grateful for my peace in the future. After Zhu Ping'an put the things outside, he bowed to the man.

"It's worth thanking, I can't live in two rooms by myself anyway. I think you are a person at a young age, and your future is limitless. These post people are the best at riding on the highs and lows, so you don't need to take it personally. My surname is Yang, and my name is Zhongfang. Don't call you around as an adult, you are older than you, so you can call me Brother Yang. ”

Yang Zhongfang shook his head with a smile, patted Zhu Ping'an's shoulder, and pointed at himself again.

Yang Zhongfang?

Listened to Yang Zhongfang's three words. Zhu Ping'an was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning. During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, the surname Yang and the word Zhongfang? Could it be that Yang Jisheng, who is known as the "first fierce man of the Ming Dynasty"?

As for why Yang Jisheng is the first fierce man in the Ming Dynasty, there is a reason. The Ming Dynasty's speech officials were famous for their name, from the emperor to the hundred officials, and no one dared to scold. Yang Jisheng and Yang Lian are the representatives of this group of fierce men, and they are the fierce men of this group of fierce men. Although Yang Jisheng is not a speech official, he often does the affairs of a speech official, so it is not impossible to classify him as a speech official.

Yang Jisheng came from a farming family and also herded cattle when he was a child. He entered school at the age of thirteen, but he was promoted to the Juren in his twenties, and at the age of thirty-one, he was admitted to the Jinshi, and Zhang Juzheng was in the same Jinshi. He has no money, no power. But he has a life, and he dares to play with his life.

This man has impeached the number one boss in the army and the number one boss in politics.

Impeaching such a ruthless character is definitely not pleasing to the eye. I won't go into too much detail, anyway, this person has been imprisoned many times because of impeachment. Once, before being imprisoned, he was beaten with more than 100 rods. The skin was opened, the flesh was rotten, this guy broke a bowl in prison, cut the rotten flesh with shards, and his face did not change, and it is said that the cell boss who watched the excitement from the side trembled and fainted. A colleague wanted to give him a snake gall to relieve pain, but this guy not only refused but also said that I have the courage myself, what do I want snake gall to do!

Therefore, this guy is well-deserved as the first fierce man of the Ming Dynasty.

If it was Yang Jisheng, he should have been impeached in the army prison this time and promoted to three levels after being sent to prison, recommended by Yan Song, to go to the capital to serve as a member of the military election department. This also makes sense why the people at the post station would compliment him so much, this is the person recommended by Yan Shoufu. Of course, Yan Song will regret it soon

How fortunate to be to see a real person, Zhu Ping'an looked at Yang Jisheng, breathing a little fast. Think about it, such an upright person ended up in that step, and I couldn't help but be indignant.

I must do everything I can to avoid this tragedy.

"Brother Zhu, what's wrong?" Yang Jisheng saw Zhu Ping'an staring at him with wide eyes, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"No, no." Zhu Ping'an smiled and shook his head.

"Oh." Yang Jisheng nodded, and then said to Zhu Ping'an, "I see that Brother Zhu is in the dust, he should have traveled a long way." Go out and turn left is where the kitchen of the post station is located, and you can use my name to eat some light meals. It's better to rest early after dinner, but there is still something important for my brother, so I will lose my company first. ”

Zhu Ping'an watched Yang Jisheng enter the inner room, and then went to the back kitchen of the post station as Yang Jisheng said, ignoring the eyes of the post station staff, he asked for two steamed buns and a porridge dish, and ate them slowly.

After dinner, the sun had already set, Zhu Ping'an went back to the room, and the room where Yang Jisheng was was already lit up with an oil lamp. Zhu Ping'an cleaned up the bed slightly, and then also lit the oil lamp, and read it at night.

The night was silent, the moon was cloudy, and the entire post station was shrouded in darkness, except for the two rooms where Zhu Ping'an and Yang Jisheng were still lit, and the dim candlelight elongated the swaying shadows, making them extremely quiet.

It was about time before Zhu Ping'an took the scroll, extinguished the oil lamp, and fell into a deep sleep. (To be continued.) )