Hou Houcong cleaned up his mood and walked towards the post house, Yi Cheng was already waiting at the door, and when he saw his carriage, he had already greeted him, half a step behind Hou Governor's Mansion, and reminded in a low voice: "Xu Ge Lao seems to be a little angry because of the matter of Qingzhou Newspaper. ”

Hou Houcong paused briefly, turned his head and asked, "Specific?" ”

Yi Cheng shook his head and returned: "I don't know about my humble position, but this morning, after seeing it, the elder called me to ask for questioning, and then asked someone to come over." ”

"What did you ask?" Hou Houcong asked, the two of them had already entered the yard one after the other, stopped for a short time, sniffed the fresh air after the rain, and saw that the night was about to fall, Hou Houcong reminded the post man next to him, "You can hold the lamp." ”

Yi Cheng answered and shouted to the subordinate officer to order.

Hou Houcong relieved himself, and then asked, "Tell me about the important ones." ”

Yi Cheng thought about it, made a gesture of invitation, and followed: "Elder Ge asked who was behind the Qingzhou newspaper. ”

"What did you say?"

Under the corridor, Hou Houcong slowed down, and the scale of the Qingzhou Post House was also large, and he deliberately delayed, but he could also accumulate a stick of incense.

"I have said everything I can say."

Hou Houcong bowed his head and said, "Why did the elder send someone to pass me on?" ”

"The lowly guess should be because of the article in the newspaper that signed the mansion!"

Hou Houcong frowned and said in surprise: "My signed article? ”

"Exactly!"

"I don't remember writing for that newspaper." As the prefect of Qingzhou, Hou Houcong naturally knows all about the big and small things that happen in the territory under his jurisdiction, and because Hou Mingyu orders several copies of almost every issue, he also probably knows how the so-called newspaper works. After walking a few steps, the hand that was originally behind his back suddenly raised, and he was speechless for a while, and suddenly said: "Eighty percent is the rebel who pretended to be in my name." ”

Yicheng did not answer, and it is not suitable to answer at this time.

Hou Houcong calmed down, and asked again: "So Elder Ge thinks that I am behind the newspaper?" ”

"I don't dare to guess."

Hou Houcong didn't ask any more questions, stopped and turned around, stared at Yi Cheng and said solemnly: "With your means of reaching the sky, you should have checked the newspaper very thoroughly, right?" ”

Yi Cheng straightened up a little, and said, "It's basically all prepared." ”

"Tell me the truth, is Hou Mingyu already involved?"

Yi Cheng nodded, did not hide it, and said: "The current situation, Hou Gongzi's status in it is not low. ”

Hou Houcong slapped his forehead, and his two nostrils spewed heavily.

Yi Cheng reassured: "However, Fu Zun can rest assured, at present, they have not done anything out of the ordinary, and the reason why they signed up for the group is probably to fight against the wave of scholars in the "Ming Society". ”

At first glance, when he talked about the Ming Society, Hou Houcong's eyes narrowed, and he said leisurely after a while: "This is not a trivial matter, if the situation is really uncontrollable, I hope that Your Excellency will help me choose my rebel son!" ”

Yi Cheng smiled, bowed down and said, "The Mansion is serious. ”

Hou Houcong's heart sank, he no longer greeted politely, turned around, and said, "Go see Xu Ge Lao." ”

Yicheng is still one step behind, very respectful.

It's just that both of them understand that they are in different systems, and if they are in other places, where will there be such a harmonious picture in front of them. In the face of a small seven-grade post, Hou Houcong, the five-rank prefect, had to think about it. After all, the entire Zhao Yicheng has another layer of identity, that is, the Son of Heaven's pro-army embroidered guards. None of the officials in the entire Jokhang would want to have anything to do with these guys.

If it weren't for the big guy Xu Ge this time, I am afraid that there would not have been such an "in-depth" conversation between the two.

After turning a few corners, the occasional rain fell on the eaves, smashing straight into the rain pit on the ground, waving a layer of shallow ripples.

……

For the old people in the yard, the rain not only swept away the choking dust, but also washed away the tiredness, after leaving the quagmire in the capital, the whole person was much more comfortable, and they could probably live a few more years.

As for being "degraded", the old man actually doesn't care very much, and he is also an old man who has gone through two dynasties, from a county lord to the first place in the first place, during which he also had a little Liaodong and Jiangnan, and he can be said to have exhausted his efforts for half his life as an official. Now it is expected to return to Dengzhou with the title of "Inspector", as for the formation of a water division? Without money, even if the old man gives up the voice of the people he has earned all his life, I am afraid he will not be able to pull a shelf. Therefore, the old man's real plan is probably to start farming and mulberry affairs, and now he has no identity burden, and he will earn another ration for the people of the world.

The old man under the eaves held a book and read it carefully, occasionally stopping to meditate for a while, or muttering a few words to himself, twisting his beard for a long time, and then laughing inexplicably. There are a few Qingzhou newspapers on the bamboo table on one side, and the old man has been reading the issue of the newspaper that is said to be "Xu Ge's old handiwork" of "Agricultural Administration", and then someone has taken every issue that can be found so far, and read it carefully, most of them are some gossip, only the one that is fortunate to be seen by him does something like it. The most conspicuous position of the "current political news" published a piece of "Qingzhou prefect's signed governance article", and even the interesting version of "A Day in the Boss" no longer narrates those lace incidents, but writes an article of "Qingzhou Prefect's condolences to Qingzhou Nursing Home". Of course, all the old man's thoughts fell on "Chapter 1 of Xu Ge's "Agricultural Policy Requirements", and the old man didn't understand who revealed the news......

This matter was to be investigated, so after a deep discussion with Qingzhou Yicheng, he sent someone to invite Hou Houcong, the prefect of Qingzhou, in his personal name.

The figure on the other side of the courtyard walked into the field of vision, and the old man put down the scroll in his hand and got up to ask someone to prepare tea. Hou Houcong saw that the old man got up, hurriedly quickened his pace, rushed up, and when he arrived, he was busy arranging his official robe to salute him.

The old man smiled, held Hou Houcong, and said, "There is a prefect of Laohou who has come over for this trip, and you haven't had dinner yet, right?" The old man passed through Qingzhou, and he could only borrow flowers to offer Buddha, so he invited Sun Yicheng to prepare a banquet, and the Hou prefect followed the old man to the banquet. After that, he looked at Sun Yicheng and said, "There is Lao Sun Yicheng, you can serve the food." ”

Hou Houcong said "don't dare, don't dare" a few times, and then said: "The boss is really tormented. ”

Sun Yicheng went down to deliver the food in response.

The old man laughed, "Let's take a seat." ”

Hou Houcong had no choice but to agree, respectfully the old man invited first, the old man also entered the house first, Hou Houcong followed into the house, walked to the back of the main seat, pulled a chair, and said, "The old man is seated." ”

The old man laughed: "Let's sit down with respect." ”

Governor Hou walked to the lower right position, pulled out a chair and put half of his buttocks up, and sat upright.

Because of the special status of the post house, the funds of the post house are very instigated everywhere, except for the part allocated by the imperial court, there is no other half a copper coin, if it is not for the embroidery of the clothes and guards There is another income, I am afraid it is a little difficult to maintain the normal operation of a post house. The situation of Qingzhou Post House is slightly better, but he doesn't dare to spend money indiscriminately, so the people who serve the food are all gentlemen, that is, Sun Yicheng himself comes up with a plate of dishes. According to his rank, he could only stand aside and wait, but the old man beckoned him to sit down, and quickly got up to fill his wine glass.

No one moved the chopsticks.

The old man raised his glass first, it really looked like an ordinary family gathering, and the atmosphere was good. Hou Houcong didn't dare to relax in his heart.

After a while, the old man naturally talked about the changes in Qingzhou, and then talked about the new things in Qingzhou, and then asked about the newspaper.

Hou Houcong could only explain: "As the boss can see, this newspaper is now one of the after-dinner chatters in Qingzhou. ”

The old man coughed lightly, and Hou Houcong didn't want to talk anymore, and said: "But they have already filed the case in Qingzhou Mansion, and the initiator is the son of Qingzhou Tongju Mansion, and it is expected that they will not do anything out of the ordinary." And since the newspaper interview, Qingzhou's cultural and entertainment life has also enriched a lot...... "Governor Hou was a little glad that when he was yelling at himself, he heard some new terms. Secretly inhaled, Yu Guang secretly glanced at the old man, and then said: "It can also be regarded as a new channel for Qingzhou education!" ”

"I see." The old man pondered for a moment, then went to the door to get the newspaper over, handed it to Hou Houcong, and said curiously: "There is an article here signed with your name, but I don't know if you instructed it, or someone imitated it?" ”

Hou Houcong took it, and a wry smile flashed on his face: "This subordinate has to take a look before he can draw conclusions." He quickly swept it through, and it was he who made a mistake.

The old man had already said: "It just so happens that there is also an article in another place that is said to be written by Xu Ge's veteran, so take a look at the honorifics." ”

Hou Houcong had no choice but to look at that place again, and there was indeed the word Xu Ge Lao.

"Boss, can't this be?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, picked up the chopsticks and put them down, and asked with a smile: "I think it's the old man's handwriting?" ”

"The lower officials don't dare."

The old man froze and said: "The signature of Xu Ge Lao is like the article signed by Hou Jingci, which is probably just a trick made by the owner of this newspaper. ”

When Hou Houcong heard this, he looked at the newspaper in his hand again, and the conspicuous place was indeed signed "Xu Ge Lao", not the real name of the boss, and turned to look at the article that was indeed made by himself, and it was also signed "Hou Jingci", not Hou Houcong, so it seems reasonable to say that it is not the two of them, after all, "Xu Ge Lao" may really be just a name, not respect, and Hou Jingci is not necessarily his Hou Houcong, anyway, as long as the subject does not speak out, who knows? And from his point of view, it is absolutely impossible for him to stand up and claim that the article was written by him, and the boss probably has this in mind.

Hou Houcong smiled bitterly, he was preconceived, a little bit like Li Kui seeing Li Ghost.