CHAPTER XXV

Uncle Zhong is right, Jian'an Yang just wants to make a fortune, at most he is involved in politics and crime, raise a little weathered thug like Yang Er, or fish out a feudal imperialist talent like Uncle Zhong who has kung fu, ability, insight, and brains, and has never thought of forming a large-scale cavalry to rebel or anything.

So in Yingtianfu, Yang Er and the others went to the Nanjing Military Department with Jian'an Yang's post, and returned the eighty-six war horses, all they paid was a few hundred yuan of favor money, and the main person in charge of the military horses did not come forward, and the one who received them was a small official with no grade.

This is not to avoid suspicion, it is purely because he didn't take this seriously, anyway, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, did the thing, and got his reputation after he finished earning his reputation, he will have something to do in the future, Yang Rong's previous protégé also has to take a hand, and he will come forward directly for a few hundred yuan of money, which is not worth it.

"This Nanjing's brocade guard is also easy-going." Yang Shangjing, who was sitting in the carriage, touched his chin and was very emotional.

Yang Er, who got a horse and followed the car, heard this and smiled very honestly, but under the scar on his face, his honest smile took on a hideous meaning: "Don't hide it from the young master, this Jinyi Wei in Nanjing is indeed easy-going, after all, he has been scared." ”

"Can the Son of Heaven's army still be beaten?" Yang Shangjing raised his eyebrows, feeling that his common sense was a little insufficient, even after experiencing the rule of Renxuan and eight years of orthodoxy, the minions of Jinyiwei had been almost cleaned up by the civil and military generals of the foreign dynasty, and it was also the Son of Heaven's pro-army wearing a flying fish suit, why was he beaten and scared?

Yang Er heard this question and continued to smile honestly: "This Nanjing City is not Beijing City, the emperor is not here, and Jinyiwei is not a eunuch in the palace, everything has to rely on the officials of the Sixth Department of Nanjing, so this arrogant and domineering energy is a lot less." ”

Jinyiwei is indeed not as complete as Beijing in Nanjing, and the highest level is not as high as the Shangshu of Nanjing's Sixth Department, plus there is no emperor around him, and the eunuch who guards the town was also blasted out after losing power in Beijing, so when facing civil officials, he is naturally a head shorter.

Seeing Yang Shangjing nodding thoughtfully, Yang Er continued: "And this Nanjing City, there are many noble generals, those young men from noble backgrounds, one by one, inherit the shade, live very comfortable, naturally they will not put these eagle dogs of the foreign dynasty in their eyes, just the year before last, the people of the Duke of Wei ate wine in the Qinglou, and the people of the Qianhu House in the south of the Jinyi Acropolis had a conflict, and directly took the family to smash the Qianhu, Jinyiwei lost face, that ...... It was only locked up for a few days, and then he was released again. ”

Wei Guogong is Xu Da's title, the father-in-law of Ming Chengzu Zhu Di, the emperor's relatives, the town of Nanjing, on this identity, on this status, beat up a few bitter brocade guards, naturally there is no problem, not to mention smashing a thousand households, it is to discount the legs of that thousand households, and it is estimated that the civil officials in Beijing will at most spray a few old tunes such as "honorable and noble".

After all, no matter when, when the official violent agencies encounter the powerful people who can really pass through the sky, nine out of nine will be a head shorter, and the elegant, noble, and noble civil officials are also happy to see the eagle dogs of the Jinyi Guard fighting with the rude nobles.

The group found an inn to live in, Yang Shangjing wanted to lock himself in the house and be quiet, reading thousands of books is better than traveling thousands of miles, this way from Beijing to the south, Yang Shangjing felt that he had a lot more experience, which played an important role in the reshaping of his three views.

"Dinner just had it delivered to my house." Yang Shangjing instructed Zhiqin, "Ask Xiao Er to send a pot of tea, you and Mingqi can also go and rest, I will be quiet by myself." ”

Zhiqin hesitated for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "Young master, do you need the slave maid to help rub your shoulders?" It's been a long journey, but I'm afraid that the young master won't be able to eat it. ”

After all, as a socialist four-have youth, he is essentially different from Uncle Zhong's feudal imperialist four-loyal servant, what "the most sloppy customs" and the like, he has never seen it, once he can't hold it in person, he will have a decrease in body immunity, and finally add a water and soil adaptation......

Hawkers, it's too simple to die in the feudal years, these two things add up to give him a chance to feel cold, run a loose stomach and the like, it is likely to cost him a small life, and when the time comes, I am afraid that Jin Ying and these people will be happy to jump in the celebrant supervisor.

So he shook his head and firmly refused: "It's still not necessary, young master, my body is not weak, you still have to take care of yourself." ”

Zhiqin nodded and retreated with some grievances.

Then Yang Shangjing hid in the house quietly by himself.

However, Jing Jing is probably a beauty, the kind of best beauty that can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, Yang Shangjing just sat down with Jing Jing, and before he had time to exchange feelings, Uncle Zhong's voice came from outside: "Young master, the third prince of the Wei family is here with a group of Nanjing nobles, and if you want to meet the young master, you are outside." ”

Yang Shangjing was stunned when he heard this, and said in his heart that it really made sense for these nobles to be scolded, and they came to the door directly without even a sticker, which is too insulting, right? But think about it, no matter how good your background is, you can't compare to the third son of Wei Guogong, even when Yang Rong is alive, people come to see him, and he can't think about it or give himself face.

So Yang Shangjing could only give up the desire to continue to talk about life ideals with Jingjing, a big beauty, he tidied up his clothes, straightened his head, and then opened the door and walked out: "Since everyone is here, it can't just be turned away, and in the future, in Jiangnan, you will have to deal with these nobles." ”

Uncle Zhong glanced at him, nodded, shook his head again, and finally sighed: "Wait a minute, it's better for the young master to be calm, most of these noble sons are lawless and rude in words and deeds." ”

Yang Shangjing nodded and responded: "I can save it, just send a few words, that's it, this person in Nanjing, he can't have a conflict with the local snake." ”

Following Uncle Zhong's steps downstairs, Yang Shangjing saw five young people in gorgeous costumes sitting in the hall on the first floor.