As Yang Zhen thought, the fire not only destroyed the festive atmosphere of this year's Lantern Festival, but also left Hangzhou officials busy dealing with various situations. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the fire was extinguished, the government counted and confirmed that 34 people died in the fire, most of whom were killed by the fire or smoked by the chaos of the crowd and unable to move, of course, some were directly trampled to death. As for the wounded, there were ten times as many as the dead.

In addition, the damage caused by the burning of the entire street is also very large. You must know that this street is the prosperous place of Hangzhou City, otherwise Lin Yin Temple will not set up a lamp mountain here, some silk shops, spice shops, etc. are even more lossy, even if people escape, it is inevitable to go bankrupt.

Of course, the government will not take care of these losses, they are only responsible for the comfort of the families of the deceased and the wounded, and at the same time report everything to the imperial court. Just finding out the cause of the fire was enough to make the people in the yamen of Hangzhou unable to rest for a long time, so how could they care about the lives of those merchants?

Fortunately, at this time, some large merchants were still benevolent, and when they saw those small merchants of the same status suffering like this, they took out a sum of silver to comfort them, which temporarily relieved their urgent needs. As a result, at least in the second half of January and throughout February, the only thing that attracted the most attention in the city of Hangzhou was this fire.

While the entire Hangzhou government was busy with the aftermath of the fire, the most relaxed were the dozen or so brocade guards here in Yang Zhen. Even with such a shortage of manpower, Shen Zhuo didn't think of using these people, as if they didn't exist at all.

In this regard, Deng Ting and the others were quite complaining at first, but after going out and seeing how busy those officials were, they stopped complaining. After all, this was just an accident and not someone deliberately set the fire, and the skills they were good at couldn't be used at all, and it wasn't something that Jinyiwei could do just to do some hard work or comfort the dead and wounded.

Of course, they have not been idle during this period of time, these people go out early and return late every day, haunting all over Hangzhou, as for what they are busy with, Yang Zhen, who stayed in the residence with Cai Yingyang, does not know.

After all, he was not a Jinyi guard who was really good at probing news, and Tang Feng didn't seem to have any intention of letting him learn this, just let them feel free. Yang Zhen was also happy, and took advantage of this time to delve into the cultivation of Qingfeng Jue again.

After having the guidance of that Dao Zang, Yang Zhen had made great progress in the cultivation of Qingfeng Jue. The original air flow that was still vague not only gradually became coarser after that, not to mention the thickness of a thread incense, but also could obey Yang Zhen's wishes and swim in the meridians outside the dantian.

Although this air flow could only dissipate for a short time outside the dantian each time, it was a great improvement for Yang Zhen. And after this breakthrough, Yang Zhen felt that his six senses had become more acute, and sometimes he was in the room, and he could clearly feel the movement outside the house through his exercises, which was really amazing.

Yang Zhen, who had entered the country this way, wanted to express his gratitude to Zhang Laodao again. Unexpectedly, after going to Qinglong Hall, he was told by Duan Ao that as early as shortly after the Lantern Festival, the two Taoists had left Hangzhou. As for where they went, Duan Ao naturally didn't know.

Thinking that this era is different from later generations after all, there are a variety of communication methods and convenient transportation, and it is difficult to meet those two people, Yang Zhen is a little sad. As for whether he was sad that he couldn't express his gratitude to Zhang Laodao, or because he couldn't see someone again, only he had the answer in his own heart.

With complicated emotions, Yang Zhen re-devoted himself to the practice of Qingfeng Jue, and in the blink of an eye, February was over, and it was the spring of bright spring and the recovery of all things, the most beautiful March season in the south of the Yangtze River.

This day was the seventh day of the first month of March, and not long after dawn, Yang Zhen was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, palms facing the sky, and his feet were turned up, putting on a posture of five hearts facing the sky, carrying out a new day of cultivation.

Recently, he already had a feeling that he would soon make a breakthrough in this exercise, and maybe the Xiao Zhou Tian Running Method mentioned in the book would be completed in the next few days.

In the slow but long breathing, Yang Zhen gradually entered a realm of forgetting things and self, as if even he himself no longer knew where he was, only to feel that his divine consciousness had jumped into the air. But soon, this inexplicable feeling was interrupted again, and he had a clear sense of everything around the house.

He "saw" the growth of weeds in the courtyard, and "saw" a few ants and grasshoppers crawling in the grass, and he could even see the fluff on the grasshopper's legs. Then he saw a carrier pigeon flying from the north, leaping over the wall and perched on top of the cage prepared for them.

"News from the North......" Yang Zhen's heart moved, and the original exercises stopped. After he let out a long breath, he got up and walked out of the room, just as he saw Ma Feng put the carrier pigeon back in the cage, but there was a small tube in his hand.

Just like in Wuchang City that day, Tang Feng and the others were still using carrier pigeons to pass on the news to their companions elsewhere. I just don't know where the news came from this time and what it said.

Cai Yingyang also rushed over when he heard the sound, and seeing his curious appearance, he obviously wanted to take a look. It's just that until now, Tang Feng and the others have refused to let him join, so he naturally can't ask about these secrets. But he was still very happy to be able to eat and drink without doing anything, and to be able to wander around the city of Hangzhou.

Ma Feng skillfully took out two rolled notes from the tube, only glanced at them, his expression was tight, and his face showed sadness and anger, and he turned around and walked towards the hall where Tang Feng and the others were.

When Yang Zhen saw his appearance, he knew that something bad had happened, so he left the curious Cai Yingyang and followed Ma Feng into the hall. As soon as he saw Tang Feng, Ma Feng handed over the two notes and said in a deep voice: "It's the news sent by Sizhong from the capital." ”

Seeing him like this, Tang Feng also chuckled in his heart, and vaguely guessed something bad. But he still managed to calm down, took the note and read it. After only a few glances, Yang Zhen found that his whole body was trembling a little, and a sad color flashed in his eyes.

After reading the two notes, Yang Zhen stepped forward and asked, "Baihu, but is something wrong?" ”

"Oh, it's Jiro." Tang Feng's voice trembled a little, but he still smiled reluctantly, handed him the second note, and said, "Congratulations." Brother Ling Yang Chen ranked 36th in the second and third highest schools in this imperial examination, and he was already a Jinshi. ”

"Really?" When Yang Zhen heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and quickly took the note and looked at it carefully, and after reading it three times, he was convinced that it was true.

Brother Yang Chen's greatest wish over the years has finally come true! Thinking of everything they had experienced in order to take the test, Yang Zhen was even more excited. Jinshi and the first means that Yang Chen's life will be very different in the future, at least he has a very high starting point in the officialdom.

Don't look at how glorious the previous lifters were, but in the officialdom, lifters only belong to the backgrounds that are looked down upon, and they are even assigned to the same category as prisoners, officials and other officials, and are collectively called turbidity. Only officials who were born as Jinshi were called Qingliu, and they were recognized as the true pillars of the imperial court. As long as nothing goes wrong during the period of being an official, he can be promoted, and it is not impossible to even enter the cabinet.

These truths were always mentioned by Yang Chen to his younger brother before, and Yang Zhen was still very dismissive at that time. But today, after learning that his brother won the Jinshi, these various things that represent the glory of the Jinshi have resurfaced in his mind.

It's a pity that this note only wrote Yang Chen's high school jinshi, but there was no mention of how he would be arranged by the imperial court next, Yang Zhen could only take the paper and think about it. But soon, he recovered from the joy just now, and thinking of Tang Feng's expressions, he asked again: "Baihu, is there any other bad news?" ”

Tang Feng closed his eyes, forced himself to endure and not let the tears fall, and said after a while: "Qianhu died on February 18 shortly after arriving in Beijing. "This thousand households naturally refers to the original Jinyi Weihu Guangqianhu Zhai Qu.

"......" Yang Zhen was silent. Although he has only one side relationship with Zhai Qu and can't talk about any feelings, he still has a lot of respect for this old man who dares to withstand the pressure from above and has always supported Tang Feng to fight with Wuchang officials. Moreover, he could also see that Tang Feng's respect for Zhai Qu was not only between his superiors and subordinates, but also had a relationship similar to that of a master and apprentice. Now that he learned of Zhai Qu's death, it was naturally a big blow to Tang Feng.

There is another thing that Yang Zhen doesn't know, the reason why Tang Feng still calls those brothers call himself a hundred households is because of Zhai Qu. In his heart, there is only Zhai Qu in a thousand households, and he is just a hundred households below him.

"Hundred households, please mourn." In the end, Yang Zhen could only say such the most ordinary words.

At this time, Tang Feng had already crumpled the note with the news of Zhai Qu's death. After taking a few deep breaths, he gradually stabilized his mind: "Qianhu was already seriously ill, coupled with the tiring travel and colder weather in the north, he ...... It is also acceptable. ”

Hearing him say this, Yang Zhen became more worried, this was clearly self-consolation and persuasion, but was this really useful?

Sure enough, I only heard Tang Feng's words change sharply: "However, if there is no Liu Shouyou and Wang Kui, how can Qianhu be taken to the capital." I won't let them go! ”

"Hundred households ......" Ma Feng wanted to persuade something, but was interrupted by Tang Feng waving his hand: "Don't worry, I haven't fainted and done crazy things because of this." I know who I am and where I am now. But I also know that we can't do nothing like before, and it's time for them to know what we're capable of! When he said this, the sadness in his eyes had turned into a terrifying decision!

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