Chapter 6 (I) Guiding the Way
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"Young Master Feng, did you really cure the prince of Pingxi?" Erlang's face was flushed, and he asked Feng Xiang very excitedly. Seeing Feng Xiang nodding, Erlang didn't say a word, and didn't care that this was on the way back to Kunming City from Wuhua Mountain, he grabbed Feng Xiang's sleeve and asked even more excitedly: "Young Master Feng, have you taken the opportunity to ask the prince to change you to a county seat to be a county master?" Did the prince agree? ”
"What do you do when you change a county seat?" Feng Xiang asked rhetorically in a bit of confusion. Over there, Erlang and the other unscrupulous family members immediately shouted together, "What are you doing as a county magistrate in another place?" Of course, it is to change to a county with money to be the county master, so that you can make money! ”
"Young master, you still told us, Qujing is only a nominal second-class county in the Qing Dynasty, but in fact, it is almost as poor as a third-class county. If you can put it in a rich county, even if you make one or twenty thousand taels of silver a year, when you leave, those Diao people will have to give you an umbrella for the young master! ”
"Young Master Feng, you often say that your greatest wish in this life is to go to Yangzhou to become the prefect, and then you can buy ten or eight Yangzhou skinny horses and go home to enjoy! In the past, young master, you read at least eight times a day, why did you forget it now? ”
"Yes, young master, you also said that we will follow you to Qujing, and we can get up to forty or fifty taels of silver by collecting fire consumption all year round, and if we go to a rich county, then we can get at least one or two hundred taels of silver. Young master, you have to work hard to get promoted, and the little ones are still waiting to follow you to eat and drink spicy food! ”
Erlang and the other Lufu family members frothed at the mouth one by one, their eyes lit up, as if they had seen a lot of white flowers and silver already in front of them, Feng Xiang rolled his eyes when he heard it, and scolded himself for what kind of evil he was doing, how could he put up such a bunch of bad guys, and he really wanted to be a magistrate in the future, but I was afraid that in less than a month, his reputation would be more stinky than the stones in the pit! After rolling his eyes, Feng Xiang waved his hand to interrupt the ambition of the family members for a better life for corrupt officials and tyrants, and scolded: "Don't dream here in vain, young master, I have cured the prince's illness, but the prince didn't say anything to let me change places to be the magistrate, you still honestly wait to follow me to Qujing to have a hard time." ”
"Wouldn't it? Young master, you cured the prince's illness, and the prince didn't give you any reward? Jiro exclaimed. Seeing Feng Xiang nodding, Erlang suddenly beat his chest and stomped, "Why is the prince so stingy?" Young master, in order to treat him, you have sent hundreds of taels just to Menjing, but as a result, young master, you treat the prince, and the prince must not reward you with anything? One hundred taels of silver, how much land do we have to scrape in Qujing to get it back?! ”
"Yes! One hundred taels of silver, enough for two people to sleep in the kiln in Dali for a year! The rest of the family also lamented. Feng Xiang, who was already in a bad mood, couldn't listen to it anymore, and when he lifted the horsewhip, he whipped it all the time, and scolded: "A group of bastards, what are you thinking in your head?" Even if you really want to follow me to the office and be greedy, at least you can't say it publicly? You are deliberately trying to ruin my reputation, young master, aren't you? ”
"Yes, yes, the little ones don't say it, don't say it, the young master spares his life." More than 20 family members were beaten by Feng Xiang and ran around. Feng Xiang was not angry, and slapped his horse to catch up with the unscrupulous family members who planned to continue to smoke these unscrupulous family members with incomplete elements, and beat the dog-legged people led by Xiao Erlang to cry wolf howls, jumping up and down, Feng Xiang then slammed the horsewhip to the ground, and his face was extremely ugly. Xiao Erlang, who had been whipped twice, saw that Feng Xiang seemed to be in a bad mood, so he covered his face and asked cautiously, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Looking at your appearance, it seems very unhappy? Is it because our nonsense was heard by the prince and scolded you? ”
"It's none of your business." Feng Xiang waved his hand impatiently, but he couldn't help but think of what happened before. Just now on Wuhua Mountain, Feng Xiang risked killing his head to point out Wu Sangui's heart disease, originally wanting to show off his talent and sharp eyes in front of Wu Sangui, strive to gain Wu Sangui's appreciation, and get the opportunity to get close to the core and high-level of Wu Sangui's army, and then use Wu Sangui's army, which was destined to rise up against the Qing Dynasty, to realize his ambitions and ideals. But it's a pity that when Feng Xiang's plan was about to succeed, Wu Sangui's most trusted advisor Liu Xuanchu intervened sideways, forcibly preventing Wu Sangui's second son Wu Yingqi from entering the shogunate's plan, and forced Feng Xiang to continue to be the seven-pin county magistrate with the size of sesame mung beans, which completely disrupted Feng Xiang's wishful thinking, and Feng Xiang's mood was still good.
"If I'm not mistaken, Liu Xuanchu has a good reputation in history, and even the Manchu and Han annihilations admit that if Wu Sangui adopts Liu Xuanchu's strategic choice in the rebellion of the three feudatories, Wu Sangui may not have no chance of success in the rebellion of the three feudatories." Feng Xiang became more and more depressed in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that although this Liu Xuanchu is a very strategic person, he is also a narrow-minded and despicable villain who can't tolerate others being stronger than him?" If this is the case, coupled with Wang Shirong, whom I have already offended, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to gain a foothold in Guizhou, Yunnan, so it is better to find a way to make another plan. Thinking of this, Feng Xiang clamped the horse and shouted: "Erlang, go, take our family back to drink." ”
"Okay. But Master Feng, slow down, be careful not to fall again, I heard Lang Zhong say, if you fall again, I'm afraid you will forget the past again! ”
Riding all the way back to the inn, the sullen Feng Xiang called two tables of wine and food, and pulled Erlang and other Lu Mansion Dingding to drink wine with him. During the banquet, Erlang and the other heartless Lufu family members seized the opportunity to eat and drink, and Feng Xiang, who was on the verge of failure, drank one cup after another, depressed. Fortunately, Xiao Erlang, the leader of Feng Xiang's family, still had a little conscience, and when he saw that Feng Xiang was in a bad mood, he persuaded him: "Young Master Feng, if you really can't transfer to other counties, forget it, although Qujing is poor, it's better to have something to fish than not to have to fish." And you also said that Qujing is the only way from Yunnan to Guizhou, Sichuan and the Central Plains, even if you can't get too much silver in the local area, you can make some compensation at the checkpoint. When you finish this term of Qujing County, young master, you can spend some more money to dredge and fix it, or transfer to a rich county to continue to fish for oil and water, or upgrade one or two levels, and it will be more convenient to fish up oil and water. ”
"Erlang, do you think I still have that much time?" Feng Xiang replied sullenly and casually. Erlang was stunned and asked suspiciously, "Young Master Feng, you don't have that much time?" What do you mean? Feng Xiang didn't answer, he just buried his head in drinking, and Erlang didn't dare to continue to ask more. But the wine was even more sorrowful, a few pots of soju went down, and Feng Xiang, who was in an extremely bad mood, was already drunk, so he had to go back to the guest room to rest with the support of Erlang, and after entering the room, Feng Xiang didn't even bother to take off his clothes and shoes, and fell asleep on the bed.
I don't know how long it took to snore, and when Feng Xiang woke up again, the sound of the third watch had already sounded outside the window, Feng Xiang saw that there was a candle in the room, and felt unbearably thirsty, so he moaned: "Erlang, water, water." The sound of the seat, a person carried a bowl of tea over, fed to Feng Xiang's mouth, Feng Xiang gulped down, until he was thirsty and looked up, Feng Xiang finally found that the situation was wrong - the hand holding the tea bowl to give him water, why was it dry and dry and full of wrinkles? Feng Xiang looked up at the person who fed him water in surprise, and immediately jumped up from the bed in shock, "Mr. Liu, why are you?" ”
"It's me." Liu Xuanchu smiled and nodded to Feng Xiang, and said with a smile: "I've been here for more than an hour, your family Ding Xiao Erlang can't wake you up, there is no way, the old man has to wait here for you to wake up." After that, Liu Xuanchu also made a joke, "Lord Lu, your shelf is really not small, I won't tell you, even if the old man goes to meet the governor of Yungui Bian Sanyuan Bian, he doesn't dare to let the old man wait so long." In Yunnan and Guizhou provinces, the old man can wait for so long, except for the prince, that is, you. ”
"The younger generation didn't know that Mr. Liu had arrived, not only did they fail to meet him, but they also made the old man wait for so long, a capital crime, a capital crime." Feng Xiang hurriedly knelt down on his knees to make amends, and his heart was up and down, I don't know what Liu Xuanchu, who was still blocking his way up during the day, suddenly came to do.
"Hahaha, Master Lu doesn't have to be nervous, the old man is just making a little joke." Liu Xuanchu laughed, picked up Feng Xiang, pulled Feng Xiang to the table, sat down opposite Feng Xiang across the lamp, and personally filled Feng Xiang and himself with two bowls of tea, then stared into Feng Xiang's eyes and asked, "Lord Lu, do you know why the old man came to visit you late at night?" ”
Feng Xiang shook his head blankly, and Liu Xuanchu asked again: "Then Lord Lu, the second prince Wu Yingqi plans to reuse you today, and the old man said something to stop him, what is it for?" DID YOU KNOW? ”
"The younger generation is disrespectful, don't blame Mr. Liu for hearing it." Feng Xiang replied with a sad face: "Originally, the juniors thought that the old gentleman was jealous of your ability, or blamed the juniors for refusing to help the old gentleman accuse Mr. Wang Shirong. But now it seems that the younger generation must have guessed all wrong, with Mr. Liu's open-mindedness, how could he be such a person? ”
"Do you want to know these reasons?" Liu Xuanchu asked with a smile. Feng Xiang hurriedly replied: "The juniors listen to the old gentleman's teachings. ”
"Because, like the old man, you are a person who hates mites and tartars!" Liu Xuanchu said word by word: "At the same time, he is not a pedantic person who only thinks about rebuilding the Ming Dynasty against the Qing Dynasty and rebuilding Zhu Mingxia. You, like the old man, are people who only think about expelling the Tartars and don't care whether the Han people surnamed Wu or Zhu are sitting in the world! ”
"Mr. Liu, what do you mean by that?" Feng Xiang was so shocked that he stood up again, looking around nervously, for fear that the wall would have ears - although Feng Xiang claimed to be brave enough, in the land controlled by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he still did not dare to talk nonsense about expelling the Tartars. Liu Xuanchu said lightly: "Don't worry, the guests in the left and right rooms have been driven away by me, and my people are still guarding the front door and back window, and others can't get close." ”
"That's not what the juniors meant." Feng Xiang relaxed a little, and said with a weak heart: "The juniors are just strange, how could Mr. Liu give the juniors such an evaluation?" ”
"Lord Lu, you are very smart, but you are still a little too tender, so you can't hide it from me." Liu Xuanchu said calmly: "When we met for the first time at the foot of Wuhua Mountain today, the old man felt a little strange, on such a hot day, your face was sweating, why are you still wearing a melon skin hat?" When you arrived at Wuhua Mountain and were about to enter the palace, the guards checked whether you had hidden weapons, took off your coat and hat during the search, and the first thing you did after the search was to put on your hat and then put on your clothes, and the old man understood at that time - you are afraid that people will see the braid on your head, and see the ugly braid on your head that the Manchu Tartar imposed on you! ”
Feng Xiang opened his mouth wide, he admired Liu Xuanchu so much, can he see his political position from such a little detail, how deceitful and shrewd should he be? Liu Xuanchu glanced at Feng Xiang again and said with a smile: "Master Lu, you still have bigger flaws!" In Lie Cuixuan's west wing, the old man deliberately called the Tartar Emperor Kangxi Kangxi Kangxi Xiao Mazi, what a rebellious remark? As an official of the imperial court, not only did you not be shocked, but you didn't even blink your eyes - Lord Lu, is this the behavior that a lackey of the Tartar court should be? ”