Chapter 664: Just One Equal Word

Nanjing Yingtianfu School is in the middle of Gongyuan Street, and next door is Nanzhili Gongyuan. Professor Ying Tianfuxue is only from the ninth grade, because he was recommended to get this position, but he has no fame, but the academic article is very solid. On this day, he led the instructor and other academic officials to welcome Zhang Yue, the Ying Tianfu Cheng, at the door, accompanied him around, and presented the thick evaluation of the monthly examination.

Zhang Yue casually flipped through a few pieces of paper, and saw that the handwriting was all square and powerful Shen Ti, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then looked at most of those articles, which were thorough but empty, and he didn't have much energy. Although he had the heart to say a few words, seeing that these professors and instructors were all fifty years old with gray sideburns, he thought that when he first arrived, he suppressed his full stomach and only nodded happily: "Jiangnan Wenhua is important, every time I take the exam, I don't know how many people are named on the gold list, and I ask you to teach more talents in the future." ”

He just said a polite remark casually, but everyone below was happy. In their opinion, since Ying Tianfuxue was once at the foot of the Son of Heaven, it was naturally the first in Nanzhili. So, an old instructor stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lord Zhang, the students of this school take a small test every month and a big test every year, but anyone who doesn't care about it will be dismissed early." As the saying goes, as long as everyone works hard, they will be able to perform well when they take the township test in the next year! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately agreed, and Zhang Yue also nodded, but there was another thing in his heart. Now is the heyday of official Confucianism, although there are some private academies scattered in the south of the Yangtze River, the momentum is far less than these official schools. He was in charge of Yingtianfu School, and he could bring those students from his family to this place to confirm it, but this kind of movement was too big, so he first asked Master Chen to take them to visit those folk academies in the south of the Yangtze River to exchange ideas by the way. If there is an opportunity in the future, so that Confucian students from all over the world can move back and forth more, this is a great thing.

Because Zhang Yue was young, the professors who had heard his reputation were originally worried that he was determined to point fingers, but now they were relieved to see that he had listened more and said less, and put on a humble attitude. So, when Zhang Yue mentioned that he wanted Li Guoxiu and Rui Yixiang to sit here for a month, everyone agreed.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Zhang Yue was graciously retained by a few old masters, so he had to stay here for lunch. When he left Ying Tianfu School, he thought that there was nothing important on the Yamen's side, and there were still some things he couldn't think through in his heart, so he simply took a few entourages around the street.

Although the first few days of the first lunar month have passed, it will soon be the Lantern Festival, so the streets are still immersed in the atmosphere of the festival, and occasionally children are setting off firecrackers. Seeing those children clapping their hands and laughing extremely happily, Zhang Yue couldn't help but think of his daughter who stayed in the capital, and he couldn't help but miss it tightly in his heart. Since this trip to Beijing was close to Layue, there was trouble going back and forth on the road, and his father Zhang Zhuo had already ordered him, so he didn't bother to let people send the festival back. Only two days ago, some gifts were brought to the British Gong Zhang Fu, which were mixed with the things that Zhu Zhanji wanted, and at the same time there were also measures for the next official army.

"Brother Zhang!"

Hearing this sound, Zhang Yue stopped his horse, followed the sound, and saw a sturdy man not far away leading the horse to stand, it was the Wei commander of the avant-garde of the government army mentioned by Zhu Zhanji, and he hurriedly rode his horse closer. Others called affectionately, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Brother Wei is back?" I came to visit a few days ago, and I heard that you went out of the city to train in the army, so I only gave my sister-in-law a gift gift. ”

Wei Zhiqi is now the avant-garde commander of the Nanjing Prefecture Army, which sounds like a flat tone, but it is very different from the treatment he used to have in Beijing. is the same as the avant-garde of the government army, at that time he was a close confidant of the emperor's grandson, whether it was a reward or Lu Mi, etc., it was the first one, and the people who came to the door did not know how many; Now his family is cold and sparse, and he was kicked out to train for the holidays, which can be imagined. At this time, hearing Zhang Yue say this, he hurriedly hit the snake with the stick.

"I've heard everything my family say, it's hard for you to remember me at this time." As he spoke, he pointed to the front and said, "Since you pounced on the air before, it's still early, why don't you just go to my house and sit down?" ”

Hengzhu has nothing to do at the moment, and Zhang Yue will not have any objections. When he entered the narrow small mansion of the Wei family and sat down in the main hall, he said bluntly: "Brother Wei doesn't have to feel that his future is ruined because he arrived in Nanjing, I didn't mean to come alone, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked me to take a look at you." Although this Nanjing is not as good as the capital, Brother Wei, please relax, just one word, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not forget you. ”

Originally, Zhang Yue was invited, Wei Zhiqi just wanted to hear the news, and by the way, he complained about his grievances, who knew that he would hear such an unexpected sentence. Thinking that the noble crown prince still remembered himself, for a while, the bird's spirit that he had been neglected these days seemed to come out all of a sudden, and was replaced by an indescribable excitement.

"Brother Zhang, thank you for telling me such an important sentence! Hey, although there are four commanders in the avant-garde of the Nanjing Army, I am not a vegetarian. If you have any plans in the future, just ask me to do it! ”

Yangzhou is an important town in the two Huai, and it is easy to be rich and prosperous. Compared with Su Song, who is endowed with the world, today's Yangzhou is famous in the entire Jiangnan because of a salt character. There are six places in the world to transfer salt, Huai salt has always been the crown of salt, Nanzhili, Jiangxi Huguang and most of Henan, all of them are Huai salt. Even if it is a Beijing master who uses Changlu salt, there are many powerful people who have moved north who are used to using Huai salt and do not hesitate to buy it. Therefore, any authentic Yangzhou locals may not know where the prefect's yamen is, but they will never know the government office of the Lianghuai Salt Transportation Division.

The government office of the two Huai Du Salt Envoys is located in Yunsi Street, as the name suggests, the name of this street is derived from the government office. Compared with most of the yamen that sit in the north and face south, the entrance hall of the yamen is sitting west to east, the top of the hanging mountain is paved with tube tiles, the face is three wide, the depth is five purlins, and the ridge is more than two zhang high. There is a pair of stone lions in front of the gate, and on both sides are the eight-character walls with various lists. Due to the rumors that there has been a change in salt in the open air, many businessmen are crowded outside the yamen to wait for the first approval, and this discussion is endless.

Compared with the noise of the main gate, the Spark Alley behind the yamen is much quieter. After all, the Houya is where the family lives, so although there are many vendors selling needles, threads or snacks here, they don't dare to be too loud. It's just that in addition to the maids, daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law and other subordinates, there are occasionally seemingly inconspicuous carriages. Those who are familiar with the situation know that most of the people who get out of these cars are much tighter than the businessmen blocking the front door.

However, these days, the carriages coming in and out of the door are gradually decreasing, and although those hawkers cannot think of the decrees of the new monarch's accession to the throne, they are keenly aware that there is something wrong with the movement in the palace, so they secretly knock their teeth when they are idle, and occasionally ask a few words to the people who come out to buy things, so that they can go back and show off to others. At this moment, a merchant selling colorful embroidery thread was selling to a middle-aged mother diligently, and at the same time inquiring around the corner, and finally he was in a hurry.

"Mother Li, for the sake of me coming and going, why don't you reveal something! Everyone knows that the people in your family are the most generous, and if you really want to move to another place, I have to think about moving places earlier, right? ”

Mother Li only kept a straight face, and said after a while: "Even if there is a day, we are also prepared, what does it have to do with you, a little monkey?" Do your business well, don't ask about these things, and be careful of getting into trouble! ”

Just as she had selected a few colors of silk thread and was counting the coppers, she suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves at the end of the alley. She looked over when she heard the sound, and saw that it was a rider running over at a gallop, jumping neatly at the back door, and couldn't help frowning. When the man turned his head sideways, she happened to see the man's face clearly, and in a shocked manner, she grabbed a handful of copper coins and the merchant, and didn't care whether there was more or less, so she hurriedly walked forward with the silk thread.

"Master Peng!"

Peng Shisan was about to find someone to bring the letter in, when he heard this voice, he turned around, looked up and down, and he vaguely recognized that this seemed to be the person next to Wang Xunliang's main room Luo, and immediately nodded: "Please also ask my sister-in-law to go in and report a message, I have something urgent." ”

"My wife has been chattering since she came back from Xuzhou, and I finally have news, I can't be happy to see you." Mother Li smiled and bowed slightly, then raised her hand to let the person in, and said again, "You are not an outsider, where do you need to report, since I happened to bump into it, I naturally took you directly to see Mrs." ”

As she spoke, she instructed a mother-in-law in the door to come out and take care of the horse, and asked someone to go inside to inform her, and then took Peng Shisan inside, chattering about the situation outside these days, but her tone was worried. Hearing this, Peng Shisan remembered Zhang Fu's instructions before leaving Beijing and the situation at the other end of Nanjing, and couldn't help but shake his head.

His own master is already in such a high position, but he has become the most distinctive target, and it is difficult to even make a shot.

Because Wang Xunliang has been in the capital for ten years, this salt transportation envoy has almost become his home, and after several constructions, it is a typical Jiangnan official residence. Although the imperial court system cannot be bridged and flowing, there are all kinds of gardens, verandahs, halls, etc. Peng Shisan had been here once or twice, but after all, it was many years ago, and when he walked in it at this time, he only vaguely felt as if he had added a few rooms. When he entered a moon gate, he was greeted by a middle-aged man with a capable face.

"Steward Lin?"

"Mother Li, you lead the way. When the master heard that Master Peng was coming, he made a special trip to ask me to wait here, saying that he was directly invited to the study to speak. You give your wife a word and ask her to be calm. ”

Since they had all been instructed like this, Mother Li didn't want to say anything more, so she said hello to Peng Shisan, blessed her again, and left in a hurry. Peng Shisan didn't care which one to meet, but Steward Lin and Mother Li were completely two personalities, and they led the way like a gourd along the way, and when they arrived at the door of the study, he gently pushed the door open, and then stood aside.

Although Yangzhou is rich, it is the most elegant, so although Wang Xunliang is not a literary master who is rich and rich, his study is extremely elegant. On the wall facing the main entrance, there is an ancient painting of "Dongpo Huai Chibi" framed in white silk with a purple bamboo pole, and there is a vase of painted beauties painted by Jun kiln on the high table in the corner, and next to it are four marble screens, which are carved with some auspicious patterns of birds and animals. Peng Shisan had always been impatient with this, so he only glanced around and saw that Wang Xunliang was already standing there.

Wang Xunliang is nearly fifty years old, because he has been working in these two rich places for ten years, and there is no hope of rising and life is worry-free, so his body is blessed, his cheeks are also round, and his eyes seem to have been smiling, and he doesn't look majestic. Because he is Mrs. Wang's cousin, this relationship is not very close, but after all, it is a serious relative, so Peng Shisan stepped forward and saluted and called Uncle Master.

As soon as he bent down, Wang Xunliang hurriedly stepped forward. In the past, he was certainly a long-sleeved and extremely good talker, but at this time, he didn't care about those polite scenes. After inviting Peng Shisan to sit down, he gritted his teeth and asked bluntly: "Old Peng, when Neizi saw Du Yiren before, I heard that Xiao Zhang was sick, I don't know if he is better now?" To tell you the truth, I know that my evil beast is a bastard, but I only have this one son, and the British Gongyuan Water can't save the fire, so I can only count on him. ”

"Back to my uncle, the young master said that he will do his best to be considerate of this matter, and please rest assured." Peng Shisan said as he took out a piece of paper from his boots and handed it over, "Please also ask my uncle to take a look at this." ”

Although he was guaranteed, where can Wang Xunliang really rest assured, he still suffers from gains and losses. Reaching out to take something, he glanced at it hurriedly, his face suddenly turned pale, and even his heart was beating fast without a fight. Holding on to the handrail and taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down, but he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore.

"Too much deception!"

After scolding, he understood that it was difficult to reverse the matter by his own decision, and when he thought that Zhang Yue could get this kind of thing with great powers, he was a little shocked in his heart. Only his only son is now in prison, and there is rumor of the reform of the salt government in the court, he is already poor and unable to do so, so he can only put those worries aside. After all, nothing is as important as a son.

His grade is only one level higher than Zhang's, and he has something to ask for, so it is not easy to call Zhang Yue a virtuous nephew in front of Peng Shisan, so he asked vaguely: "Since Lord Xiao Zhang asked you to send this thing, what else do you have to say?" ”

"This thing is a stupid thing that Nanjing Jinyiwei did on his own initiative, and now that the young master has gotten the news, there will be changes in Jinyiwei here immediately, so Liu Jun is not afraid. The young master will definitely try to take advantage of the Chinese New Year, so while the Chinese New Year is coming, the uncle might as well let people go to Nanjing, just lower his posture and perfunctory first, and his attitude might as well be softer, so that Liu Jun can get carried away. The young master said, just one word, the uncle relaxed, and things will soon be reversed. ”