After Sun Yu left, Wang Sun sighed: "Sun Shizi is a peerless warrior. It's a pity, officialdom is sinister. Qi Ling, give this letter to Sun Shizi. Liu Wu, send someone to give this letter to Gongsun Linggong. ”

The errand of the chess spirit is easy to do, and after receiving the letter, he went to find Sun Shizi.

Liu Wu took the letter, but did not leave.

"Gongsun Linggong strictly abides by the law and carefully abides by the discipline. Alas, then give Tang Bingzhong Tang Zhongshu. ”

Tang Zhongshu had previously suppressed the impeachment of Han Taiwei, which provided time for Gongsun Fu to operate. However, because of this, he was almost set on fire by a group of imperial historians, and grabbed some of his handles, and once knocked him out of the Zhongshu Pavilion. However, as a descendant of the Son of Heaven, he quickly returned to Zhongshuge, but the ranking became the last. The change in status naturally doesn't matter to Tang Bingzhong, who is anxious for justice and righteousness, regardless of fame and fortune. However, his family was a little scared, especially his cousin Xihai County Shou Tang Shizhi's career was not smooth. Therefore, recently, no one in the entire Tang family dared to receive gifts, gifts and letters.

The Yellow Gate sent out by Liu Fu couldn't send the letter in a circle around the Tang Mansion, and he couldn't do anything about it in a hurry. Suddenly, an old man appeared, with a childish face and crane hair, a flower in his hair, a dirty and greasy robe, a wine gourd in his hand, and he was drunk: "Hey! Dead eunuch, dare to send a letter to Tang Bingzhong's mansion, you don't want to die? ”

"You? Are you so swearing? ”

"I'm not swearing, am I? Aren't you a eunuch? ”

"Then you can't be short-sighted, can you?"

"Hehe, it seems that Xiaohuangmen's cultivation is still good. But you don't have to find a way to send a letter to Tang Bingzhong. His family members are all protecting themselves, and you can't see him in person, and you can't send a letter at all. ”

"You drunken old man, how do you know I'm delivering a letter?"

"Not only do I know that you are the messenger, but I also know that you are not the Yellow Gate in the palace."

"Strange, old man, how do you know?"

"How do I know? If I help you send the letter to Tang Bingzhong, you will introduce me to your master and get an errand for a manor steward in your house. ”

"Our master only uses eunuchs in his house."

"Stupid? It's not an inner government, so do you have to be a eunuch to collect rent in the countryside? ”

"Then you say, but I can't guarantee that my master will take you in."

"You don't care if your master collects it or not, you just be responsible for the introduction. Okay, now those who are qualified to use eunuchs, except for the palace, the entire capital is the palace of the king's grandson. If it is the yellow gate in the palace, just swagger to see Tang Bingzhong. How can you change into ordinary people's clothes like you? Okay, follow me and stop Tang Bingzhong's sedan chair going home? ”

"Well, I'll just listen to you. However, the sedan chair that stopped Tang Zhongshu openly? By the way, old man, who are you? How do you call the name of Tang Zhongshu? ”

"Then you don't have to worry about it. But if you want to stay out of people's attention, it's easy, follow me. ”

"I'll believe you once."

It turned out that the old man's method was to let him get his clothes dirty, pretending to be with the old man, so that everyone could see that the letter sent to Tang Zhongshu was sent by the drunk old man here.

The plan went very well, and when the carriage of Tang Bingzhong, the young master, arrived, the drunken old man swaggered forward, ignoring the swords and guns of the guards: "Tang Bingzhong, my old friend Feng Yihan is visiting." ”

“？” If it was really Tang Zhongshu's old friend, he couldn't intervene as a subordinate, and the housekeeper had to shut up.

"Feng Yihan? Han De's personal staff Feng Yihan? Tang Bingzhong got out of the carriage and saw the unkempt, good wine and good Mr. Feng, he was very happy, and he didn't wait for someone to put a stool, and jumped down directly from the carriage, "Is it Mr. Feng?" Don't come unharmed! ”

"Tang Bingzhong, don't be Mr. or Mr., I don't have money to buy wine. I don't pretend to be deep, I come to you to borrow some wine money, and I don't borrow you in vain, I find a new owner in a few days, and I will pay you back my salary. ”

"Where, where? What did you and my brother say about borrowing or not borrowing? I drink as much as I want at home. ”

"Don't mind? Feng has sworn to heaven that he will not be a counselor from now on. I won't give people ideas in the future. ”

"Whatever you want. Let's go have a couple of drinks first. ”

Feng Yihan saw that his goal had been achieved, and he turned around and beckoned: "Let's go together." ”

The little yellow door hurriedly ran over and followed them into the Tang Mansion. So the letter was also delivered, and Feng Yihan also mixed a meal.

When he said goodbye, Tang Bingzhong still wondered what Feng Yihan was doing when he ran to Wangsun's mansion to seek an errand: "Brother Feng, you shouldn't go to that mansion." ”

"Feng is poor, so he has to find an owner to support himself. But now except for that one, Feng didn't dare to go to anyone's house. But to work for that person, Feng's ability is not enough. So I had to go to his house to be a bookkeeper, go to the countryside to collect rent, and earn a meager salary. ”

"But, aren't you afraid that people will suspect you of provoking other people's family relations?"

"Hehe, hehe. Don't worry, I'll stay there, eat and drink, and I won't talk too much. ”

"Your Majesty, Mr. Feng arrived at Tang Bingzhong's house, it seems that he just had a meal at Tang's house."

Hearing this news, King Zhao, who was reviewing the folds, raised his head suddenly: "Mr. Feng finally showed up?" ”

"Yes, it seems that he just had a meal in the Tang Mansion. Now I'm wandering the street with a little guy. ”

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him run this time."

"That's natural, and the slave told him to report his whereabouts at any time. Your Majesty, do you want to invite Tang Bingzhong into the palace? ”

"No need, Feng Yihan's slippery head won't say too much to Tang Bingzhong. Forget it, find him directly, and just say what I said, if you want to drink, you either come to the palace or go to ......"

"Your Majesty. Or to? ”

"Doesn't he like to guess? Let him guess. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. The old slave went to him. ”

It's really thanks to him that Feng Yihan can sway, and the two people with the little yellow door are swaying, and a few groups of people who are following behind say that they really don't know what you two are dangling? People who can't get rid of us anyway, so why bother?

Of course, since Feng Yihan is planning to stay, how can he dump you? However, the steward of the court was not only a well-paid job, but also a less free job. He just wanted to enjoy the feeling of freedom before working.

Huangyou was enough, Huangyou was tired, and Huangyou wanted to sleep, so he ordered Xiao Huangmen: "Okay, take me to see your master." ”

"You're almost sober, aren't you?"

"Of course, let's go." After walking a few paces, suddenly the old madman turned to the left coldly, vomited some filth, and then came back and followed the little yellow door.

When he arrived at Wang Sun's mansion, Song Yuyao, the newly appointed head of the forehead (just transferred, it seems that Lin Fang was not slow) didn't say a word, and directly made decisions for Wang Sun, leaving him Feng Yihan as a "Mr. Bookkeeper". He commanded wine for wine, meat for meat, and six hundred stone rice every month, and a courtyard for him to live in. Give him a few servants, and two maids to serve. And all his movements must be reported daily and monthly, and there must be no omissions.