The fact that the industrial uncle sincerely went to the court to open the golden stone for the opening soon spread throughout the capital, and both inside and outside the capital talked about it after tea and dinner.

If the Beijing officials who are officials in Beijing receive the favor of the emperor, they can be given the title by the imperial court.

Li Dongyang, the first and auxiliary minister of the cabinet of the Hongzhi and Zhengde dynasties, is in the old alley of Li Ge in the gray factory alley.

The cabinet of the Wanli Dynasty was the first assistant of Zhang Juzheng, and the old alley of Zhang Ge in the Wuxian Temple.

After Zhang Juzheng's death, most of his family members were exiled, and those who were not exiled also starved to death, Zhang Juzheng's gift gradually became barren, and was later bought by the leader of the Donglin Party, and after some repairs, it was restored to its former simplicity and majesty.

In the early morning, in this mansion named Yushan Garden, two scribes in green shirts, an old man and a middle school, sat in the hall and ate morning tea.

The old man was wearing a green shirt, very thin, holding an official kiln porcelain bowl, drinking Suhu rice with Liaodonghai pine nuts and slowly boiling rice porridge.

The middle-aged scribe sat on the ebony official hat chair and did not move his chopsticks, and there was a gold post in front of him, and he opened one of them: "Uncle, Luzhou Zhizhou asks for a song "Tengwang Pavilion". ”

The old man did not respond, and sat on the official hat chair and drank rice porridge calmly.

The middle-aged scribe opened the back of the gold post, and he saw a lot of this kind of post, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks: "A thousand horses of Shu brocade every year." ”

In recent years, the price of cotton cloth in the capital has been affected by the industrial faction, and it has dropped to an unprecedented low, and a horse is only sold for about one penny.

The precious silks such as silk and silk have not been affected, and the price has remained high, and the price of a Su silk is as high as two taels of silver.

Big velvet, Shandong cocoon silk, Shu brocade these precious cloth is as high as one hundred taels of silver, although these precious silk is much longer than the general silk silk, each horse is more than ten zhang, but it is not the ordinary bureaucratic squire can use.

This Luzhou Zhizhou opened his mouth to be a thousand horses, or every year, I don't know how many people will be scavenged to honor the old man in green shirts.

The old man in the green shirt is none other than the leader of the Donglin Party.

Luzhou Zhizhou dared to give so much pen polishing fee, not because of how 'the dragon jumped over the gate of heaven and the tiger was lying in the phoenix pavilion' written by the old man in green shirt, but the pen polishing fee of the great writer Bai Juyi was only 500,000 yuan, which was roughly equivalent to 500 taels of silver.

It's because of the identity of the old man in the green shirt's identity as the leader of the Donglin Party, and even more because of the thing he asked for that only this Donglin party leader can do.

Sichuan prefect.

The leader of the Donglin Party did not dare to openly sell his official position, but he had a more subtle means to collect some money for polishing his pen.

"Tengwang Pavilion" is a poem describing Sichuan, and the governor of Luzhou is telling the old man in green shirts that the prefect he is seeking is the prefect of a certain prefecture in Sichuan.

As for why it is the prefect of the fourth grade, and not other official positions.

Below the fourth grade, it is not worth passing on a word from the leader of the Donglin Party.

Luzhou Zhizhou jumped from the five-grade Zhizhou to the four-grade prefect, although it did not have the official position of the North Zhili Shuntianfu and the South Zhili Ying Tianfu, but it was also a carp jumping over the dragon gate and officially became a big bureaucrat.

A thousand horses of Shu brocade every year is Xie Yin, the old man in the green shirt just put down the porcelain bowl of the official kiln after eating, and the brown spot old man did not have the slightest superfluous look on his face, and his face was calm, as if he had heard a thousand pieces of linen.

The middle-aged scribe saw the old man in green shirt put down the porcelain bowl of the official kiln, beckoned, and asked a person wearing a small melon skin hat to go and call the 'jade case'.

The old man in the green shirt picked up a Wenzhou mandarin orange, peeled it slowly, carefully cleaned the white silk inside, and put it in his nephew's hand: "Sanzen, after the dynasty this morning, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is in the bag of the Donglin Party." ”

"The matter of serving as a scholar of Zuo Chunfang University, my uncle has already arranged everything, and in a month at most, the secretary of the Guozijian will take the initiative to resign and recommend you to become a scholar of Zuo Chunfang."

"With the identity of Emperor Daming, no matter how the temple changes in the future, the cabinet will always have a place for you."

The middle-aged scribe stood up and bowed solemnly, unable to get up for a long time.

The old man in the green shirt looked at his nephew with a good demeanor, and the calm brown spot old face finally showed a smile.

The leader of the Donglin Party gave birth to a total of three sons, but unfortunately they all died early, this Ming Emperor's wealth was originally prepared for his son, since he has no son, it is the same for his eldest nephew.

The eldest nephew is very competitive, and he is not good at learning the city, and he can be his successor, so this Ming Emperor has to fight.

In order to pave the way for his eldest nephew, the leader of the Donglin Party has been planning for nearly ten years.

Originally, I thought that in a few years, when the eldest nephew was older, he could directly serve as a scholar of Zuo Chunfang, instead of having to give birth to a branch like now, and circulate it once from the hands of a national superintendent.

It's just that I didn't expect that Zhu Shun, a wild boy who jumped out of the cracks in the stones, not only disappeared without scenery for a while, but became more and more prosperous, and actually started the idea of the emperor.

So much so that Emperor Daming's plan had to be started in advance.

But it's okay, the crown prince Zhu Cihong is a good period to instill some benevolence and morality, and under the influence of his eldest nephew, he must be a good emperor who respects teachers and respects Confucianism, and a great son who relies on the gentlemen of the Manchu Dynasty to govern the country.

Thinking that the eldest nephew would soon become the master of the Great Ming Emperor, the smile on the face of the old man in the green shirt lasted for ten breaths under the surprised gaze of the middle-aged scribe, which was extremely abnormal.

The old man in the green shirt had a trace of abnormal behavior, but it was normal, after all, more than ten years of hard work was finally about to bear fruit.

It didn't take long for the relatives to call the 'jade case', a handsome little girl in her twenties, with her clothes untied, revealing a smooth jade back.

The old man in green shirt took a piece of fine peach tiger skin rice paper from the hand of his eldest nephew, spread it on the jade table, carried an ordinary brush, and prepared to start writing "Tengwang Pavilion".

As soon as the middle-aged scribe finished grinding the ink, the old housekeeper in the mansion walked in with a panicked expression.

This matter was so important that the old butler, who often received important officials of the imperial court, began to panic.

"Master, the iron is really cracked!"

"What!" The middle-aged scribe almost knocked over the inkstone, and looked at the old butler with his breath choked, unable to believe his ears.

How important the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is to their family, the middle-aged scribe knows better than anyone that his uncle, as the leader of the Donglin Party, has spent more than ten years of hard work for this matter.

Ten years of hard work was ruined like this?

It was still destroyed in the hands of Zhu Shun, the sworn enemy of the Donglin Party.

The middle-aged scribe hurriedly looked at his uncle, worried that he would fall to the ground in anger.

The leader of the Donglin Party was only slightly stunned, put down the ordinary brush in his hand, and left here.

The middle-aged scribe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But this breath was not finished, and it was hung again.

Although the brush was ordinary, it was the only thought that my grandfather left to my uncle, who had always seen it more precious than the lives of his children and grandchildren.

Only when the pen is paid for handwriting, it will be used carefully, and it is usually sealed in a golden silk nan box.

At this time.

It was broken in two.

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