Qian Jin settled down and said to Shoufu: "Can you please tell your juniors more about your grandfather?" ”

Shousuke has nothing to do today, and the afternoon is a rare free time. He moved his buttocks, chose the most comfortable position to lean on the rattan chair, and said slowly: "The old man and Tianzheng Gong have known each other for forty years, and now that I think about it, the situation back then is as vivid as I remember. Do you know where the old man and Tianzheng Gong first met? ”

"The younger generation has not stayed in Jiangxi for a long time, and I will have time to listen to my grandfather talk about these things in detail in the future." Qian Jin said with a smile. When he was in the Wen family's old house, the family was afraid that his grandfather would touch the past, and no one asked him about his past.

"Back then...... The two of us took the entrance examination in the same year, and we were both Jinshi together. Your grandfather's writing skills are profound, and he won the champion of the palace examination that year; The old man was ashamed and only won a fellow jinshi. After the gold list was issued, my grandfather and I either traveled in the mountains and rivers, or sat and discussed. We were really in high spirits during that time. Shousuke's thoughts seemed to have returned to forty years ago, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned when he spoke.

"Grandpa is also the champion?" This is a bit unexpected for the money to come in. I think my grandfather has always been low-key, and I am afraid that the champion of my grandfather is only forty years ago, and not many people remember it.

"Isn't that easy for your grandfather?" Shoufu smiled and continued: What the old man admires most is your grandfather's unique views on governing the country. There are many references to pharaohs that are even unheard of, such as 'industrial rejuvenation' and 'constitutional monarchy'. The old man later rectified the tax system, which was in accordance with the 'one whip law' proposed by Tianzheng Gong. ”

Qian Jin heard the words "a whip method", and his mind sounded like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the whole person stood up from the chair.

For a long time, he suspected that Li Shoufu's move to integrate taxes was borrowed from Zhang Juzheng's "one whip method" in the Ming Dynasty, but he was not sure. History always has its inherent evolutionary logic, and perhaps these measures were created by Li Shoufu himself. Today, I heard Shoufu tell the truth, and Qian Jinfang knew that the source was from his grandfather.

Realizing that he was a little out of shape, Qian Jin smiled apologetically, and still sat back in his chair to wash his ears.

Shoufu naturally couldn't help but blow his beard and stare at him, but his interest was still undiminished: "Tianzheng Gong said that if you want to be economic, the people must first be stable, and without stability, there will be no livelihood." Liu Xuan's party caused chaos in the dynasty, and he was the first traitor of my Dachen. Therefore, he spent his whole life on dealing with Liu Xuan and his party, but the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, and finally ended up miserable. Now that I think about it, if the old man and your grandfather had changed roles back then, I Da Chen would definitely not be what I am now. ”

"Shoufu is too modest. If there was no Shoufu to heal him, I, Chen Guo, would definitely not be what I am now. Qian in and out of the words comforted.

At this time, he had already made up his mind that since his grandfather knew the "One Whip Law" and the concepts of "industrial salvation" and "constitutional monarchy", he was probably a time-traveler like himself, but he didn't know which era he had crossed over.

Next, Shoufu said a lot of old things intermittently, but Qian Jin's mood at the moment was chaotic, where could he still listen to it. Shoufu recalled with great interest, but Qian Jin only responded with "um" and "ah". It didn't take long for Shoufu to feel bored and ordered Qian Jin to expel customers.

Qian Jin smiled apologetically, then got up and saluted the first assistant to prepare to leave.

When he walked to the door, Shousuke's voice came from behind him: "Xu Baolu is coming to the capital, he has prepared a second fire for you, and the rest is up to you." ”

Hearing the news, Qian Jin's hand that had just touched the edge of the door retracted: "Xu Shibo is coming to the capital?" Now it's lively. ”

"We'll see when the time comes." Shousuke kept a straight face, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

Qian Jin smiled "hehe", solemnly saluted to Shoufu, and walked out of Wenyuan Pavilion with a cigarette. If you stay any longer, the old man's eyes will probably be able to peel off his skin.

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On the way out of the imperial city, Qian Jin grinned non-stop, attracting the attention of several brocade guards next to him. If he hadn't been wearing an official robe, he would probably have been invited into the Zhenfu Division to inquire.

Although he was put on a stand by Wang Shangshu today, his mood was still unprecedentedly happy. It's been almost seventeen years since he crossed into this world, and he has always carefully guarded the secret that he is a time-traveler, and now he finally has a companion, and this companion is still his own grandfather.

He had many questions to ask. For example, why did you come here? How did Grandpa come about? Are there any other traversers?

But even if there are a thousand words, it must wait until you have the opportunity to meet your grandfather. In Chen, officials are not allowed to ask for leave at will, except in cases such as provincial relatives, sending children back to their hometowns, moving for burial, or being seriously ill. Therefore, he can only stay in the capital honestly now.

At this time, it was still early to go back to the courtyard, and Qian Jin was going to go to Baiyi Nunnery and transfer his uncle's letter to Princess Anqing.

Speaking of which, Bao'er and they have been in the capital for more than a month, and Qian Jin has been busy looking for silkworm girls everywhere, and he has to take care of the business of the workshop, so he delayed this matter. Therefore, when he went out in the morning, he deliberately carried the letter in his arms.

It's still the green lake, and the small island in the lake that is covered by green bamboo, but there are many young women in white plain clothes guarding the lake, standing with swords one by one, adding a different scenery to this small island.

Some idle prodigal sons saw that these women were good-looking, and they gathered in a bunch of opinions, and some of the bold ones even made jokes from a distance of more than a zhang. All the women pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords and glared angrily, with a murderous awe, which frightened those disciples to flee from the wind.

Qian Jin was stopped while climbing the trail on the lake. The first woman with a bad look was pointing a sword at him.

"Accord residents, visitors, idlers and miscellaneous people are waiting to retreat quickly." The woman scolded.

"Oh? Speaking of which, I am also an old friend of the Accord layman. Can the girl make it easier? Qian Jin grinned.

"Get out of ......" The woman stabbed with a sword without saying anything, and was easily dodged by Qian Jin.

Qian Jin couldn't help but be angry. He is an official anyway, and this is still at the feet of the Son of Heaven, but this woman will be stabbed when she says it, and she doesn't seem to be worried about the consequences at all. It seems that the identity of this Accord layman is not simple, otherwise how can he raise this group of evil slaves?

If the Wind Thunder Knife was in hand, he wouldn't mind letting this woman teach her a lesson. But I have to go to court every day, and it is really inconvenient to bring a Miao knife on my body. Now that the other party has a weapon in hand, he is also a little jealous.

When he was hesitating whether to visit the princess another day, several women suddenly walked out of the island, the first of which was the Accord monk with a light veil, and Mrs. Hui Jing also walked side by side.

Qian Jin was like a savior, and shouted at the top of his voice from afar: "Mrs. Shi, save the juniors." Someone here is going to kill me. ”

Hui Jing followed the voice and looked at Qian Jin, who was stopped by several plain-clothed women, and understood a little in her heart. She glanced at the Accord monk next to her, and snorted coldly, although she didn't say anything, but the look of disgust couldn't be more obvious: Anyway, this is the princess's territory, and a few of your subordinates are arrogant here.

The Accord monk sensed that Master Hui Jing was displeased, but he didn't care, and only glared lightly at the sword-wielding woman. The latter put his sword into the sheath and made way for Qian Jin.

Qian Jin said "thank you", and the person had already run to Mrs. Shi's side.

"Mrs. Shi, it's just dangerous, the junior almost became a ghost under the sword", Qian Jin shouted in surprise, and when he saw that the Yage monk next to him didn't look at him, he stepped forward and saluted, and said with a smile: "Layman, let's meet again." The wine at the last bayberry poetry meeting was very delicious, and the contempt is still unfinished. I don't know when the next poetry meeting will be, and then the contemptible people will come to cheer. ”

The voice of the Accord layman sounded like a silver bell: "The money waiter said that he can't pretend to be a wine bag and a rice bag in front of the layman. Last time, Mr. Dai was angry with you and vomited three liters of blood, and now he is still recuperating. ”

"Hehe......" Qian Jin smiled awkwardly.

The Accord monk no longer paid attention to Qian Jin. She made a stop gesture to Mrs. Huijing and said, "Mrs. Huijing, don't send it." Come back another day. ”

"Princess Jing, I won't send it far." Master Hui Jing shook the Buddha dust in his hand, and was about to go back to Baiyi Nunnery, but when he saw Qian Jin still stunned on the spot, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Are you still waiting here for someone to invite you to drink?" ”

On the bamboo forest path, Qian Jin followed closely behind Mrs. Hui Jing. When he heard Mrs. Hui Jing call the Accord monk Princess Jing, he had doubts. It's just that Master Hui Jing walked too fast, and he never seized the opportunity to ask.

When he arrived at the gate of Baiyi Nunnery, Mrs. Hui Jing walked directly into Baiyi Nunnery without looking back, and she was so anxious that she called "Mrs. Shi" in the back.

"What?" Master Hui Jing stopped and turned around and asked.

Qian Jin pointed to the big words "Hongchen Stop" at the door of the nunnery, and then pointed to himself.

"The princess is in a bad mood, do you want her to come out of the nunnery to see you?" Master Hui Jing snorted too coldly, and then said to himself: "Every time this Princess Jing comes, the princess is full of sadness. ”