Jinling City is boiling, really boiling.

Shortly after Ning Zhiyuan left Jinling, at the end of the second year of Chongzhen, Emperor Chongzhen issued an order that Zhou Daodeng, who had retired from the service, and Wang Yongguang, the current secretary of the ministry, formed a party for personal gain, harming Zhongliang Ning Zhiyuan, Wang Yongguang was dismissed and investigated, Zhou Daodeng confiscated all family property, and future generations were not allowed to do so.

Together with the matter of Zhou Daodeng and Ning Zhiyuan's confrontation, everyone is a little strange, even if they calculate a solution yuan in this way, it seems that this punishment is too heavy, they got rid of a Shangshu, and by the way, they abolished a squire, shaking their heads and not understanding.

Chongzhen is announcing to the whole world that he is a very courageous emperor. Ning Zhiyuan agreed, but his courage was still not big enough.

The Qinhuai River still has to sing between Ning Zhiyuan's blue and white porcelain and mountains and rivers from time to time, but it can no longer sing the original taste; According to Ning Zhiyuan's idea, Li Dingfang rented a large amount of land in Nanjing, Zhejiang, and completely entered the Jiangnan market with this miraculous glass cup.

Su Yang in October, the north and south are bright.

Because Li Xiangjun is too young, he is still being carefully cultivated by Li Zhenli and is on the road to becoming a famous prostitute through the ages; Liu Ru reads books, writes poems and plays the piano all day long, but her life is monotonous but not boring, Xing Yuan is a lot quieter, maybe this is her original character.

The shock given to outsiders by Chongzhen's holy decree is on the surface, and the surprise given to them is on the inside.

There was one more talk during the banquet and one less entertainment at night, which was the impact of Ning Zhiyuan's departure on the departure of Quan Jinling.

Unlike everyone, Liu Ru is not, she also has one less bed partner

"Childe, I feel that if we continue like this, we will have at least 700,000 taels in Ningxia." Chen Biaole said happily that he couldn't even receive his salary on time when he was a soldier, and now he suddenly saw so much money, it was really, yes, forget it, I can't find the word.

Ning Zhiyuan nodded again and again, what a strange thing, since he came from Zezhou, basically every county-level and prefecture-level official will come out to greet him, and he also stuffed tens of thousands of taels of silver, could it be that he was afraid of fighting against the people in Zezhou?

It doesn't seem to be very reliable!

There was another group of people waiting in front of him, and Ning Zhiyuan and others waited to greet him.

"Zhiyuan, I've been waiting here for a long time, you can make me wait." The other party was the leader, a middle-aged Confucian with a long beard, and said with a smile on his face.

"Ah, my lord is polite, Zhiyuan doesn't know that you are waiting here, sir? Forgiveness of sins and forgiveness of sins. Ning Zhiyuan said with a haha, and said in his heart, who are you, but if you want to be close, then let it be, and remember to give more silver later.

The middle-aged man smiled even more happily and said, "This official Pan Ru is a Jinshi in the thirty-second year of Wanli, the governor of Datong, and he is in the same school as Zhiyuan." ”

Ning Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, the teacher went out of the same door, could it be that he was also Xu Guangqi's disciple, how could he collect money now? Sighed secretly, squeezed out a smile, and said, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Pan, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

"Zhiyuan, you are a close disciple of your teacher, and your future is immeasurable, don't live up to your teacher's expectations." The middle-aged scribe continued to greet him.

"Closed disciple?" Ning Zhiyuan was strange, he talked to Wang Zhilin once, how could he even know about the governor of Datong?

said that he was Xu Guangqi's disciple, reluctantly, after all, he read the article of his township test, this is to say that the disciple of the closed door, although he wrote two letters to himself, but he didn't mention it, it was a gimmick of his own foolishness, so that everyone knew how to step down?

"How did Senior Brother Pan know about this?" Ning Zhiyuan asked with some apprehension in his heart, if it was really that Wang Zhilin who said it, then he could really toss, how long would it be.

"Of course, the teacher said it himself." Pan Ru said as a matter of course, with a slight smug tone in his tone, "As early as a few days ago, my teacher sent me a letter, saying that if Zhiyuan you go here, I would entertain you." ”

Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth, but he still didn't open his mouth to let Pan Ru show the letter to himself, he recognized the teacher indiscriminately, why did Xu Guangqi also recognize the student indiscriminately?

Unhappy, really unhappy.

"By the way, this is the letter that my teacher asked me to pass on to you," Pan Ru said again, taking out an envelope with four big characters on its face, 'To distant relatives'.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't wonder how Xu Guangqi knew his marching route, after all, the second letter was received on the road, and after putting away the letter, it was not early, and in the twilight, the backs of a group of people looked very gloomy, and they followed Pan Ru into the city.

As one of the nine important towns in the Ming Dynasty, Datong has a lot of troops, but how about the combat effectiveness, it can be seen from the fact that it can be occupied by the militia a few years later.

At the banquet, between the cups and cups, Pan Ru drank a little hazy and said, "Zhiyuan, as a person who has come over, you are still young, let me tell you, when you go to Ningxia, you can hide from errands, and come back after a few years, go to the south or Kyoto to be an official, don't be reckless." ”

After another drink, he continued, "You, you have a backer, don't be afraid. ”

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Pan Ru, who was a little out of shape, and had mixed feelings in his heart, if he praised him, it seemed a little wrong, he called us to mess around, if he despised him, it didn't seem to be too embarrassing, after all, he said this for his own good, so Ning Zhiyuan decided to despise him silently in his heart.

But then he sighed, the Ming Dynasty is full of such officials, even the border is still like this, can only break and stand, and he has received the favor of Xu Guangqi, so he can guard Ningxia well, and he can be regarded as doing his part and developing his strength by the way.

Returning to his residence, Ning Zhiyuan slowly opened the letter that Pan Ru had handed over to him.

Although the four big characters still catch your eye, under the withered yellow light, the power of the words is not as strong as the first two times, and the difference is only about ten days' work, illusion or not illusion, can not change the fact that Xu Guangqi is aging.

"Zhiyuan, you are almost in Ningxia now, it is useless to strictly deal with Zhou Daodeng and Wang Yongguang, the former secretary of the ministry, but the saint has already done it, you are now the old man's closed disciple, the only one, do you know? I think it will be a lot more convenient for you along the way. When you arrive in Ningxia, be careful. ”

In this letter, Ning Zhiyuan seems to see two meanings, your enemy is the saint who helped you, remember, there is another one, which makes Ning Zhiyuan more entangled, he and Xu Guangqi don't seem to have met, why does he feel as if he has great expectations for himself?

He would be shy if he was so good to himself.

The next day, Ning Zhiyuan and his party were ready to leave, Pan Ru still gave 20,000 taels of silver before leaving, Ning Zhiyuan did not refuse, although looking at those soldiers with shining eyes, I don't know how long it has been since the silver has been issued, but this is not his business.

For a few days, Ning Zhiyuan and his entourage have been walking along the border, and the looming border pass is the so-called Ming Great Wall in later generations.

And now Ning Zhiyuan thinks about it, it seems that the Mongols did not invade much at the end of the Ming Dynasty, only a few small robberies, unlike Nurhachi and his son, the robbery is not counted, and the cultural relics are also set on fire, which is too barbaric.

Mongolians, just hugging their thighs and begging for support.

It seems that it is a bit redundant to worry about internal and external troubles before I came

"Stop moving." Ning Zhiyuan was thinking about it, when he heard Li Jun shouting, and saw the early warning yellow flag in front of him, he couldn't help but be surprised, he wouldn't really meet the Mongols.

The last time I encountered an anti-people, it was a red flag, which means that I met an enemy, and this time it is a yellow flag, which means that an enemy was found and the enemy did not find out.

One horse rushed forward first, Li Jun followed closely beside him, and the thousand people brought from Jinling in the back rode along the way to ask for a thousand three hippos in the back, some of them were closer, some were far away, and they were obviously not very coordinated, after all, they were not skilled in the control of horses.

Li Jun believes that Ning Zhiyuan is talented in horseback riding, and after more than 20 days of traveling, as long as he is not running wildly, the son can stand it.

Ning Zhiyuan rode forward while thinking, this is so close to the border Great Wall, there will definitely not be many soldiers and horses, unless it is to occupy it like Huang Taiji, but this is impossible, it's just that if there are not many people, hanging around on this side of the Great Wall, is it tired and crooked?

Seeing Chen Biao's movements, Ning Zhiyuan quickly stopped and signaled the people behind him not to make any movement.