Chapter 118: Nongfu Spring Has a Little Field (Third Update, Ask for Recommendation, Ask for Collection)

Angels are coming?

Although I don't know why the Nanjing Ministry of Rites didn't send someone to Beijing with me, I feel a little strange.

However, he was prepared for the edict after entering Beijing, after all, he entered Beijing for this purpose.

Naturally, this matter could not be neglected, and he hurriedly got up and dressed, and when he was dressing, Shi Yiwen asked Wu Cai again.

"Wu Cai, where are you now? Isn't it almost to Tongzhou? Why did an angel come? ”

Wu Cai looked at Shi Yiwen with a shy face, shook his head and said.

"I don't know this, logically speaking, we should go to the Datong Bridge Wharf in Dongbianmen first, and then there will be an official from the Ministry of Rites to pick us up, why was we stopped in this place where there is no village in front of the village and no store in the back?"

In fact, it is not a store that does not go to the village in front of the village, and the Zhangjiawan Wharf is also an extremely important wharf, when the timber used to build the Beijing Division first arrived at the Zhangjiawan Wharf through the Grand Canal, and then entered Beijing by land.

Even now

"Anyway, it shouldn't be halfway."

Shi Yiwen said curtly.

"If you come here, you will be safe."

"Childe, this son of heaven is not easy to see, it is estimated that the internal officials came over in advance to teach the son some rules."

Almost from the day he entered Beijing, Wu Cai showed great interest, and for him, he seemed to be more willing to be a guest to a powerful person than a businessman.

"When you see an angel this time, you must follow the rules, you are not a court official, you can't hold a wat and stand up, so you have to hold a long bow over the top."

Wu Cai walked side by side with Shi Yiwen, and at the same time told him the rules for seeing angels.

If you say, what is the best impression of the Ming Dynasty? I am afraid that the Ming Dynasty is not like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, which kowtows and kneels at every turn, and in normal times in the Ming Dynasty, the ministers do not bow down when they see the emperor, but bow down. Only at the time of sacrifice and pilgrimage are the symbolic prostration. And the people also do not kneel when they see the officials.

However, even if it is bowing, there are rules for bowing, and Shi Yiwen, who has already had experience receiving edicts once, only nodded slightly.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the bow of the boat, and Shi Yiwen deliberately looked at the surrounding environment. Originally, I just thought it was a small pier. But what he saw in front of him subverted his thoughts, and the wharf was full of people coming and going, unloading grain and loading ships, and masts like a forest. Looking at the shore, you can see all kinds of shops, inns, and inns one after another, and it is actually prosperous as Nanjing.

Surprised, Shi Yiwen stepped on the gangplank to the shore, and on the dock on the shore, there was actually a guard wearing a flying fish suit standing with a knife, which was different from the last time he received the edict in Nanjing.

went ashore and walked to the pavilion by the pier, someone led Shi Yiwen in, and the internal official standing in the pavilion said with a straight face.

"Shi Yiwen, take the edict."

Shi Yiwen hurriedly followed Wu Cai's instructions, shook his head over the top, and said deeply.

"Xiao Chen, the old port propaganda and consolation department, Shi Yiwen received the edict."

The internal official solemnly took the edict from the little eunuch on the side, and then read it.

“…… There is the old port of the consolation division, enshrined in the ancestors, the following decades of tribute, after the division of the land for the barbarians occupied, although the tribute for a hundred years, but the surname of the person Mu Huangen for many years, although in a foreign country, but the heart to the heavenly dynasty, now there is the old port to proclaim the consolation of the descendants of Shi Yiwen to pay tribute to the sky, but it shows its loyalty......"

Belch...... It's embarrassing.

What land is occupied by the barbarians, and what is a hundred years of tribute...... This is not very good, Shi Yiwen's face is not very natural, even if it is the truth, he will not say such hurtful words.

Then the official continued.

“…… Remembering his loyalty, he was specially allowed to return to the Celestial Empire, and he was the commander of the brocade sweatshirt. Remembering the heart of its tribute, a special reward for the Huangzhuang on the outskirts of Beijing...... Chin this. ”

Belch...... When he came, Shi Yiwen's mood was actually quite good, and when he was still thinking about entering the court, he would see Emperor Wanli and Zhang Juzheng and other historical celebrities, since it was a tribute, it would naturally be rewarded, and the royal family would not be stingy in theory, who would have expected that he would reward an imperial village. Other than that, nothing. Well, there seems to be a brocade guard.

And...... You don't need to enter the pilgrimage yet.

What's going on?

Shi Yiwen's brain was a little confused.

The official solemnly sent the edict to him.

Shi Yiwen, who was dazed, took the edict and thought to himself, what is the situation? That's it?

Then, another eunuch brought a brocade box, the box looked not small, but it didn't seem to be anything, and the eunuch handed the box into Shi Yiwen's hand.

"Shi Tongzhi, this is the emperor's reward for your farm land deed, you have to collect it, this blessing is shelved in the Ming Dynasty, but you are the first to suffer."

took the box in a daze, Shi Yiwen thanked him again, but the eunuch was standing there.

No need to ask, Shi Yiwen knows what he means. Before he could speak, Wu Cai, who was following outside the pavilion, came in, and the brocade guards outside the door did not stop him.

"I'm tired of my father-in-law running all the way, and a mere courtesy doesn't become a respect."

With his hands, Wu Cai gave away two ingots of fifty taels of silver ingots.

Seeing that Shi Yiwen was so knowledgeable, the internal official immediately squeezed out a smile on his face.

"Shi Tongzhi is polite, polite."

Whether it was Shi Yiwen or the internal officials of the edict, they did not touch the silver with their own hands, after all, this thing was done by subordinates. The internal official, who was like a spring breeze, then specially admonished.

"Shi Tongzhi, the emperor rewarded your Zhuangzi is only a few dozen miles away from this, and only a few miles away from Beijing.

The internal officials, who often receive money, saw the heavy sleeves of his godson, and knew that he must have received a lot of benefits, and his face and tone naturally seemed very close.

"In this way, there will be Father-in-law Lao."

"Shi Tongzhi is polite, the sprinkle family is the emperor's errand, loyal to his duties, and his duty lies."

The tribute was to be loaded into the palace and sent to the palace, and when it came, it was natural that the carriage and horses were prepared.

As for the belongings accompanying Shi Yiwen, he had to hire a coachman and coolie at the dock, and he worked for almost an hour, and dozens of boxes of books and luggage were carried onto the carriage.

Just when Shi Yiwen was getting off the boat, on the porch on the top floor of the official ship, a beautiful woman stood on the platform, looking at Shi Yiwen who was about to leave, but she sighed, and then sat down next to the piano, gently stroking the piano with both hands.

It's her!

Listening to the sound of the piano from the boat, Shi Yiwen couldn't help but look back, but he couldn't see the person playing the piano, but the sound came from the porch, thinking of the woman last night, who else could there be besides her.

"Shi Tongzhi, Grandpa Sun is urging to set off."

The urging of the little eunuch made Shi Yiwen nod silently in the direction of the boat, and then got into the carriage, and when the carriage drove along the stone road in the direction of the capital, the sound of the piano gradually disappeared......

The official road from Zhangjiawan Wharf to the capital is paved with blue stone slabs all the way, although it is inevitable that there are some bumps, but the speed of the carriage is really not slow, but after two hours, Shi Yiwen heard someone outside the car.

"Shi Tongzhi, after crossing this bridge, one mile to the west will be to your Zhuangzi, the official in charge of the village has already followed the will, waiting for you there, and the Sprinkle family will leave first."

"I am really grateful to my father-in-law for my hard work all the way, and he will definitely thank him in person."

Shi Yiwen put on a look of sincere gratitude.

"It's good to say, it's good to say, it's good to be a guest, and he will have the opportunity to visit Shi Tongzhi again in the future."

Guest?

It sounds familiar. After the carriages and horses of the guests and a group of eunuchs and brocade guards left, there were only a dozen carriages left of the original mighty carriages.

Looking at the villages in the distance, looking at the fields that had been harvested and waiting to be sown, Shi Yiwen suddenly felt like a world away.

"Childe, is this our house from now on?"

Following Childe's side, Xiao Lian asked with some joy.

"Yes, I guess it......"

Looking at the few little maids who got off the carriage, Shi Yiwen's heart came out of that sentence - pretty maid, mountain spring, and a little field.

It seems that now I really have it.