Although Ji Yunfei lived a hard life, he did not live a fixed place like Qian Junchen, a member of the Ministry of Rites, not only rented a courtyard with a total of twelve rooms, but also two servants at home, a maidservant and an old mother who did laundry and cooking.

Each room has a nickname, and the study room that entertained Han Xiufeng was called "Huairen Study", and a plum was planted outside the window. The plum blossoms are spitting out the snow, and the fragrance of Ling Han adds a bit of elegance to the life of the guest in the capital.

It was freezing cold, Han Xiufeng came to the door late at night and sent so many New Year's goods, Ji Yunfei was very surprised and very happy. After listening to Han Xiufeng's plan to renovate the guild hall, he secretly sighed that although Master Gu was far away in his hometown in Ba County, he was still concerned about the capital, and he actually sent such a shrewd and capable young man to help.

In normal times, you have to write a poem to give back when you accept other people's things, but you can think that Han Xiufeng is just a nine-grade candidate from a donation, and giving a poem is tantamount to a pearl secretly casting, so you can only give up. And it seems impolite to send people back like this, after listening to the plan to renovate the hall, Ji Yunfei didn't know what to say for a while.

It's rare to come once, Han Xiufeng didn't want to rush back to the guild hall, and continued: "Master Ji, tomorrow I will go to the craftsman, ask the craftsman to go to the guild hall to see the place, measure the size, and then ask them to draw a picture, and I will send it to you to see after the drawing." If you think it's okay, Master Ji, we will start construction on an auspicious day when the palace trial list is released next year. ”

The young man wanted to do something, Ji Yunfei of course supported it, and couldn't help laughing: "Zhixing, the silver was raised by you, and you look at the renovation." ”

"Master Ji, I'm okay with things, but I can't be such a big master." Han Xiufeng smiled, took out the two hundred taels of silver tickets that had been prepared earlier from his arms, and respectfully presented them: "Then after the hall is renovated, it is necessary to remember the stone, and we can't forget the predecessors who advocated the construction of the guild hall back then, and we can't forget the righteous deeds of businessmen such as Shopkeeper Wen. ”

"Zhixing, I am also from Chongqing, and it is my duty to make notes for the guild hall, how can I collect this money? Besides, the hall will be renovated next year......"

"Master Ji, if it's just the trial hall of our Chongqing Mansion, but after the renovation, it is not only the trial hall of our Chongqing Mansion but also the merchant hall of Sichuan businessmen in Beijing.

Han Xiufeng had already said before that if the guild wanted to survive, it could only deal with those wealthy businessmen. Besides, the guild hall is only busy in the year of the examination, and it is usually idle there, so it is better to lend it to the merchants than to be idle, at least the merchants are willing to pay.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year was coming, Ji Yunfei was short of money, and seeing that Han Xiufeng was so sincere, he generously took the silver ticket: "Since you have brought it all, I will accept it, and think about what to do with this note in my spare time." ”

"Master Xie Ji is complete."

The promising person in front of him was immeasurable, Han Xiufeng wanted to chat for a while to deepen his impression, so he pretended to be worried and said: "Master Ji, there is another thing, there is a Wuju surnamed Du in Chongqing Town, whose name is Wei Fang, and he entered Beijing with me. Two days ago, he made up for the vacancy and was sent to Guangxi to raise the standard to be a thousand presidents. Although he is a military attaché, he is a fellow countryman after all, and I heard that Guangxi is not peaceful, I am not very relieved, do you know the situation in Guangxi. ”

Ji Yunfei secretly thought that Master Gu was right in the letter, and the little fellow in front of him really valued righteousness, but this question stopped him, so he could only smile bitterly: "Liangguang is not peaceful, first heaven and earth will rebel against thieves, and then the Tuke fight, which distracts the attention of the officials of Liangguang." It wasn't until hundreds of rioters with their ordnance gathered in Guiping County, under the jurisdiction of the Xunzhou Prefecture, that the state and county officials along the way were aware of it.

At the beginning, the states and counties were in a state of flux, only seeking self-preservation, and did not chase and crack down on the people who were in turmoil across the border, let alone coordinated the bombardment, but only expelled the country. It was not until the leader of the bandits established himself as king in a village called Jintian that the governor of Liangguang and the governor of Guangxi discovered that the bandit was indeed a group of thieves. ”

"They have all set themselves up as kings, this is a clear rebellion!"

"Yes, otherwise the imperial court can send a messenger to quell the chaos?"

"Master Ji, do you know what the bandit leader's surname is and what he looks like?"

Hanlin Yuan is the "place of reserve of talents" of the imperial court, Ji Yunfei can not only see the newspaper but also see the report of the governors of the provinces that ordinary officials can't see, as soon as he mentions this, he said indignantly: "Sai Shang A is incompetent, as a Qincha, he doesn't know anything about banditry, and he is confused about who the 'Taiping King' is.

The emperor looks at Guangxi every day to report successes, and the folds are empty words. Some Guangxi officials secretly pursued officers and soldiers to Jintian and suffered a heavy defeat, and Saishan'a actually said in the recital that "the pursuit and suppression have been repeatedly captured" and that "there have been many captures from all sides." In order to cover up his defeat, he even lied that he had captured the bandit leader 'Taiping Wang' before the battle, and fabricated a confession to corroborate it. ”

"How so!" Han Xiufeng asked with a smile.

Ji Yunfei said helplessly: "They only want to keep the black yarn hat on their heads, so they don't care about the country." However, they will not be proud for a few days, and sooner or later they will be dismissed and investigated! ”

"Master Ji, so the emperor doesn't know the situation in Guangxi?"

"I know roughly, but only roughly."

Han Xiufeng muttered: "Fortunately, the bandits only occupy one village, and there are so many officers and soldiers in Liangguang, surrounded on all sides, it should not be difficult to suppress them." ”

"That's right, you don't have to worry about that martial artist surnamed Du."

……

At the same time, Duan Jiqing, the Jingcheng of the Chongqing Prefecture Yabing Room, was holding a birthday banquet at home.

The forty-two-year-old has to be handled on the same birthday, and if he does not manage the clerks of the military rooms of the fourteen prefectures and counties under the jurisdiction of the Chongqing Prefecture and the Sansan Hall, as well as the family members of the main halls of the prefectures and counties, he collects cash.

For such a big event, Qin'er naturally had to go back to her parents' house to help, and even her younger sister was busy all night.

The ladies did not serve at the table and ate in the kitchen as usual. As a result, Qin'er felt nauseous as soon as she picked up the chopsticks, and hurriedly ran to the corner to vomit.

Duan Xu was startled, ran over and asked, "Qin'er, what's wrong?" ”

"Mother, I don't know, I've been sick to my stomach these days, and I want to vomit when I smell the smell of oil smoke." Qin'er stood up after vomiting and took the handkerchief handed by her sister.

Thinking that his wife was bragging to someone in the hall about Han Si's fast son-in-law, Duan Xu subconsciously asked, "Are you happy?" ”

Qin'er blushed: "I'...... I haven't been happy, I don't know if I'm happy. ”

"What about the menstrual affairs, did the menstrual affairs come?" Duan Xu asked.

"No, I haven't been here in a while." Qin'er peeked at the hall and looked embarrassed.

"Eighty percent are happy!" The more Duan Xu thought about it, the funnier it became, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became, rubbing his hands and saying, "There are a lot of people here, I'll tell your father later." It's too late today, go to Langzhong early tomorrow morning, and ask Langzhong to check your pulse to see if it's a happy pulse. ”