From Sichuan to Hunan Province, along the way there were officials promoted and appointed by Hou Xuanyan, and they were sent to the mighty city. Often when I go to a house, the county officials come together, and there is an endless stream of thin and generous gifts.

Sending celebrity calligraphy and paintings, antique cultural toys, gold and silver jewelry, and beautiful women and babies, they never stopped along the way.

Hou Xuanyan lamented that China is really a country of etiquette, and after sternly refusing all gifts, he specially ordered that extravagance and waste should be prohibited, officials should not leave their posts without permission, and the military and civilians should not stop work and abandon business. A few bribe-givers were punished, which stopped this wave of unhealthy tendencies.

When I left Huguang and returned to Beijing along the waterway, it was already April.

The world is full of flowers in April, and Hou Xuanyan, who is standing at the bow of the boat, is smiling. Zhang Yiguan was on the side, tilted his head and asked Hu Bawan: "Brother Bawan, the handsome man is in Huguang, so many beauties and treasures are sent to the door, and they all refuse with a black face, why are you so happy out of Huguang?" ”

Hu Bawan pinched his chin and said disdainfully: "What do you know, the handsome will go back to Jinling soon... Hey. ”

These two living treasures had very loud voices, thinking that their voices were very low, but they were still heard by Hou Xuanyan.

He was in a good mood, thinking that sooner or later, places like Sichuan and Jiangxi would be like today's Huguang. Our Yue Guo Gong ordered his soldiers to bring a chair and sit in the bow of the boat. Facing the river breeze, he took off his cloak, and said proudly in the spring breeze: "What do you two fools know, I am glad that Huguang has regained its vitality." Don't look at the people who welcome us, the gentry and rich families give us a lot of money, although I don't accept it, but it also shows that these places are gradually improving. At the beginning, He Tengjiao and Tong Dai made Huguang so troubled that the people of Huguang were bored, and everyone in Huguang had vegetables on their faces, and there was no living person in the red land. Look at the present, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law pinch a handful of water, and the people are strong and the army is strong. And you see how generous those officials are to give gifts, which shows that the officials are all fucking oily. ”

Hu Bawan saw that although he was scolded, he was obviously in a good mood, so he salivated and said: "Dashuai, this is not right, if according to what you said, the greed for ink as an official has become a good thing." ”

Hou Xuanyan looked at him and said with a smile: "Between heaven and earth, everything is not absolute. The officials you mentioned are greedy for ink, which is naturally a bad thing and needs to be governed. But compared with the great cause of clearing up, it can be put on hold. Because our main enemies now are the Manchus and traitors. How much land do these people occupy? How many women are occupied? Which corrupt official is as harmful as the tip of the iceberg? Therefore, as long as we can get on the right track, the small harm of corrupt officials will be solved easily, if it is still the same as before, the poor everywhere will clang, and the officials will be the same as those who ask for food, so how can we talk about the Northern Expedition. The restoration of the people's livelihood in Huguang is a great thing to be happy about. ”

Hu Bawan relied on his good relationship with Hou Xuanyan, and also knew that Da Shuai was not a cautious person, so he whispered: "Da Shuai, we have been shouting for half a year of the Northern Expedition, but we haven't taken a step to the north yet, and we are jumping back and forth in the south." ”

Hou Xuanyan pouted and asked, "Have you ever boiled water at home?" ”

Hu Bawan scratched his scalp and said: "Why not, I will instruct me to boil water and chop firewood." ”

"The Northern Expedition is like boiling water, we are now building a furnace, chopping wood, and receiving water; When all this is done, can you still boil water? ”

Hu Bawan looked simple, but he was not stupid at all, and he patted his head and said: "Dashuai said this, I understand, it turns out that the Northern Expedition is so easy!" ”

"yes, it's that easy..."

The spring breeze urged the sails, down the river, and after many days of wandering, they came to Jinling City.

The news that Hou Xuanyan punished the officials who slipped around in Huguang reached Jinling, and everyone realized it. The port was empty, and no one came to greet it. Nanjing in April, is already full of flowers, spring is bright, the green tourists look at hundreds of soldiers, escorting a young man off the boat, are all pointing on the side, I don't know what big man has returned to the court.

These days, the purge movement in Jinling, under the auspices of Zhao Yuanhua, is even more fierce than when Hou Xuanyan was in Jinling. Losing Hou Xuanyan's suppression, the Hidden Elephant Battalion arrested and imprisoned all the people who existed as a threat to the monarch. So much so that some people scolded that Hou Xuan was vicious and murderous, and he sucked out the style of Jiangnan literati. Outside Jinling City, there are also a lot of romantic talents, and the scholars of Donglin and Fushe came to play with prostitutes. Today's riverside is more populated by merchants, gentry, and ordinary people.

Hou Xuanyan had a dark face and scolded: "It's really rigid, I have been floating on the boat for half a month, and I haven't even come to invite guests." ”

Hu Bawan shook the money bag on his waist and said with a smile: "Dashuai, there are still some idle silver taels under the mark, and it will take half a day to enter the city, so it is better to give the mark a chance to pay respect, let's leave after dinner." ”

Now that he arrived at the Jinling realm, Hou Xuanyan was also relieved, and let the guards who had been running around for a few months rest for a while, and he and a few guards went back to the boat to change into civilian clothes and go to eat and drink.

But in terms of prosperity, since Emperor Taizu Gao, Jinling has always been better than Beijing.

Even the suburbs by the river are full of large bluestone paved roads, and there are many restaurants.

There is a two-storey small building at the ferry, which is decorated exquisitely and elegantly, and other restaurants are slightly elegant. Hou Xuanyan pointed and said: "I don't think you have a lot of silver, just eat here, let the store catch a few live fish and eat fresh." ”

Hu Bawanjiu has been by the side of Li Haoxian, the first local tyrant in Dengzhou, although he does not have much money, but he has also developed a good habit of treating money as dung. patted his chest and said magnanimously: "Don't worry, Childe, you have eaten all the fish in this river, and you can afford to pay for 80,000 yuan." Since he eats and drinks in casual clothes, he naturally changed his name, if it weren't for this alertness, with his martial arts alone, Li Haoxian would not let him stay by Hou Xuanyan's side.

Ignoring his nonsense, Hou Xuanyan walked into the restaurant, and the shopkeeper saw at a glance that this demeanor was not an ordinary person, and bent forward: "Guest officer, how many?" ”

Hou Xuanyan put his hands behind his back and said, "Add me seven, but there will be a good private room, and you will lead the way in front." ”

The shopkeeper saw that behind him, a strong black man was more burly than Zhang Fei in the New Year's painting, a lean scarred face, and four fierce people who did not look like good people. Hurriedly instructed Xiao Er to take them upstairs.

The literary style of Jiangnan is shady, and in such a restaurant, there are naturally some poems and inscriptions.

Although Hu Bawan didn't know this, he knew that Hou Xuanyan was a scholar before. Pointing to the wall of poems that had been written, he patted his ass and said: "Since Childe has come here, he must leave a few poems to suppress the mediocre words on the wall." ”

Hou Xuanyan had a short mouth, laughed, and shouted, "Bring a pen." ”

Zhang Yiguan saw a thin scholar next to him, who was carrying a pen and muttering for a long time. stepped forward and snatched it, holding the inkstone and sneering: "Come, Childe." ”

The scholars upstairs were already angry when they heard Hu Bawan's words, and when they saw his master and servant so domineering, they dared not speak out.

Hou Xuanyan knew that this group of military men had been by his side all the time, and they were scolded too badly, and they didn't have a good face for these literati. Although he felt that it was inappropriate, there was nothing wrong with Nian Zai, he was just angry, so he didn't blame them.

Holding the pen handed over by Zhang, Hou Xuanyan had any poetic talent, and wrote casually graffiti: After a long war, Sichuan and Guizhou are very idle, and they live up to the spring breeze to the south of the Yangtze River. When the sea restores the Han Dynasty, the boat crosses with the flowers.

After Hou Xuanyan finished writing, his mind moved, and he wrote on the pen: Hou Longtao three big characters.

Six pro-soldiers, some of whom didn't even know a word, applauded. The restaurants that shook seemed to be trembling, and the guests looked sideways.

No matter how thick-skinned Hou Xuanyan was, he couldn't support it anymore, and scolded with a smile: "You scumbags, shut up for me, let's go into the private room and eat fish." ”

As soon as he left, the scholars gathered and pointed to the poem he had just written.

Every word you say and I say basically has the same meaning: this Hou Longtao, what kind of thing did he write!

This noise alarmed the brocade boy in another private room, and I saw that he was dressed in a not tacky manner, with a rhino horn jade belt around his waist, and a Shu brocade shirt with brocade silk inside. It's just a tightly knit brow on his face, revealing a bit of anger.

He was drunk and asked, "What's so noisy?" ”

The little guy next to him said respectfully: "Childe, a group of rough men outside are elegant, arrogant and domineering, and the guests are commenting on his crooked poems." ”

When this brocade-clothed boy heard this, he was furious, and his face, which was already a little red with wine, turned even more red, and reprimanded: "It's amazing, now a person dares to climb on top of the head of a scholar to make a fortune." Everything is inferior, only reading is high, it is the legacy of the ancestors, I want to see who is so arrogant. ”

The little guy looked worried and persuaded: "Son, now it's extraordinary, let's not make extraneous branches." ”

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