Chapter 81: The Long Pavilion is empty
Chapter 81: The Long Pavilion is empty
The next morning, Zhou Ning still got up early as usual, and the officials came much earlier than usual, all of them were excited as if they had beaten chicken blood, and Zhou Ning knew at a glance that it was Lin Zhutou who ordered it yesterday. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
After breakfast, Zhou Ning looked at the two case files again, saw that it was almost time to leave, and ordered: "Prepare the horse, prepare to go out of the city." ”
"Adult" Lin Zhutou had already prepared the official sedan chair, but he never expected Zhou Ning to ride a horse. "Why don't you take a sedan chair? It was fifteen miles to the long pavilion, and it was too hard to ride a horse. ”
Riding a horse is not as comfortable as sitting in a sedan chair, and most officials don't like to show their heads, so sitting in a sedan chair can avoid being looked at by the people.
Zhou Ningcai didn't care about those bullshit and said, as long as it wasn't an explicit rule, there was no need to stick to it. He is still very confident in his appearance, what is there to be afraid of?
"Why are you so verbose, let you prepare the horse, you prepare the horse, what is so much nonsense?" Lu Qing stepped forward and pushed Lin Zhu's head, and pushed him away with his eyebrows.
Lin Zhutou was also for Zhou Ning's good, but he didn't expect to be pushed out by Lu Qing, and when he walked out of the second door, he quietly asked Lu Qing: "Master Lu, why don't you take a sedan chair?" ”
"Are you stupid?" Lu Qing glanced at Lin Zhutou fiercely: "How many rank officials are our adults, and how many rank officials are in the imperial history?" Is the two sedan chairs put together as a foil for others? ”
"Oh~" Lin Zhutou suddenly realized after realizing it: "Thank you Lu Ye for your advice." ”
Lin Zhutou couldn't have thought of this aspect, so there seems to be a contest between Lord Zhou and Lord Cheng in the Imperial History.
The official rank is set by the emperor himself, what does the seven-rank county order compare with the four-grade imperial history?
"I heard that the Imperial History is not very old, and it seems that he is the top champion of the current department." Lin Zhutou chatted with Lu Qing as he walked, and by the way, he asked if the rumors were true.
Everyone admires this royal historian, and I heard that he was only twenty years old and took the lead, which is enough to leave a name in history.
"Phew!" Lu Qing spat disdainfully: "He's just a shameless thing, the champion of this department was originally our master's, he is a thing!" ”
Seeing that the momentum was not good, Lin Zhutou hurriedly shut up and stopped talking. It seems that Lord Zhou and Qin Yushi have had a long-standing feud, no wonder the master resigned half a month in advance.
The county government has the master who has seen the wind and rudder the most, and since there is an official document saying that the imperial history is going to come down to visit, he will resign.
Lin Zhutou felt that there was something going on inside, and today he realized that the master had already seen that there was a contradiction between Lord Zhou and Yu Shi Zhongcheng.
If Cheng really wants to find trouble with Lord Zhou in the imperial history, it will be as easy as a finger. How can there be an official who is not afraid of investigation? It depends on how you say anything, and no one can stand picking bones in eggs.
Although Lord Zhou is an upright official, his predecessor is not so clean, Lord Zhou is not afraid of investigation, and the master is afraid of investigation, no wonder the soles of his feet are oiled so quickly.
After walking for a while, Lin Zhutou went to the stable and led the horse out, he went to the front to check how the officials were prepared, and Lu Qing led the horse back to the backyard.
Zhou Ning changed into his official uniform and turned on his horse, and Lu Qing slowly walked out of the courtyard with the reins. Outside the gate of the courtyard, the three classes of officials all stood in line energetically.
"Let's go." Zhou Ning spit out two words lightly, and Lu Qing led the horse and walked forward slowly. Lin Zhutou led his brothers to follow neatly in a queue.
Yesterday's official document said that the time was ten miles to the long pavilion, and Zhou Ningchen set off from the county office, and according to the time, he should have arrived at the long pavilion just before the time.
Zhou Ning had just walked to the gate of the city, and he was rushing towards him. Lu Qing led the horse to the side of the road and gave way, thinking that the man was in a hurry, so he let him go into the city.
When the man came near, he turned over and bowed, "The little one kowtows to the master." ”
"Who are you?" Zhou Ning didn't know that person, so he didn't know what was going on.
The man took out a letter from his bosom and presented it with both hands: "The villain came on the order of Lord Yushi to send a letter to the master." ”
Lu Qing stepped forward to take the letter, shook it lightly and sniffed it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he looked up at Zhou Ning, who nodded, meaning to let him hand over the letter.
Lu Qing was still not at ease with Qin Jin, he directly opened the letter and read it on the street: "Brother Zhou Lang is like a face, and he misses it very much when he says goodbye to Beijing for a few months. The foolish brother was as anxious as an arrow, but the carriage and horses were slow to travel, and he was afraid that he would not be able to reach the long pavilion. If there is a delay, don't worry, the foolish brother will arrive in a while. ”
Zhou Ning gave Lu Qing a look, Lu Qing folded the letter, took out a few copper plates from his sleeve and stuffed them into the man's hand: "I'm tired." ”
The man accepted the copper plate and looked at Zhou Ning deeply: "Thank you, my lord, the little one will go back to his life, I don't know what the adults command?" ”
"Say I'll be there." Zhou Ning spit out four words expressionlessly, and the man replied, "Yes!" So he got on his horse and whipped away.
Lu Qing flicked the letter and snorted coldly: "What does he mean by this?" Send someone to deliver a letter, no bullshit. ”
"You just want me to wait stupidly in the long pavilion." Zhou Ning said coldly: "Even if he waits for a day, his official sedan chair will not arrive at the long pavilion." ”
"Shall we go then?" Lu Qing didn't know why Zhou Ning concluded that Qin Jin couldn't go to the Long Pavilion, he just blindly believed that Zhou Ning's judgment would not be wrong.
As long as Zhou Ning said it, Lu Qing firmly believed that there would be no mistakes. Sometimes Zhou Ning himself doubted whether his judgment would be wrong, Lu Qing never doubted it, and believed in his judgment more than him.
"the fart, go back." Zhou Ning said and turned over and got off the horse, Lu Qing looked at Zhou Ning in a daze, what are you doing when you go back to the ya?
Zhou Ning dusted off his clothes and beckoned Lin Zhutou: "You ride a horse to the Changting Pavilion and wait." ”
"Me?" Lin Zhutou's eyes widened, and his mouth was open enough to fit an egg. "I'm going to wait?"
"Yes, I changed this outfit into civilian clothes." Zhou Ning patted Lin Zhutou on the shoulder: "If someone comes to Changting to send me a letter, you will have an addiction to being a magistrate." ”
Zhou Ning turned around and walked out ten meters away, and Lin Zhutou blinked, slowly digesting what Zhou Ning said. What does the adult mean to let him pretend to be the magistrate and wait in the Changting?
Is this kind of thing easy to pretend? Lin Zhutou opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, sighed, and got on his horse and walked out of the city.
The ten-mile long pavilion is not too far, and it will arrive soon. Sure enough, it was deserted and there was no half of a figure in sight, and the official stepped forward to wipe the stone table and stone bench in the long pavilion.
Lin Zhutou sat at the table, looking at the sun lonely and bored, I really hope that the sun will not move, he is looking forward to the errand, and he is afraid of the errand.