Chapter 102 Emu is not emu (quietly put on the shelves, quietly write a book, and do not make a wave.) Ask for the first order.

On the morning of the vernal equinox, the air is filled with a thick sense of moisture, which is refreshing and cool. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As soon as the hour passed, the sky brightened.

In front of today's Youshun Gate, there are more officials standing than usual. They don't seem to have anything to do, they just come to watch.

Yin Fusheng returned from meritorious service and faced the saint for the first time.

Although the grade has been sealed before, there is also a reward if there is a seal.

Baiguan just wanted to see what Yin Fusheng was going to ask the emperor to reward him?

Yin Fusheng stood with his hands down, unaware that many people behind him were pointing and snickering, ridiculing him for the embarrassment of running early in the morning.

After hearing this, Jin Zhijun of the military department Langzhong deliberately stepped forward to mock Yin Fusheng: "I said, Yin gives things, the world is big, and those who go to the court on foot, throughout the ages, I am afraid that you are only one person." Hehehe......"

"Thank you Jin Langzhong for your appreciation." Yin Fusheng arched his hand without yin or yang.

Who appreciated you?

Kim Zhijun rolled his eyes. Immediately, his eyes rolled, and he thought of a mocking word.

He pointed to Yin Fusheng's slightly sweat-stained official uniform, and said with a smile: "Oh, I really wronged you for being so unkempt." ā€

Yin Fusheng looked down, and Jin Zhijun was referring to the complement on his chest.

The implication is that you Yin Fusheng is not worthy of this official uniform, and you are not worthy of being an official.

Jin Zhijun's ridicule was very ingenious, attracting constant nods and laughter from the surroundings.

Yin Fusheng also laughed with everyone for a while, and said: "Jin Langzhong doesn't hear it, Zifei knows the joy of fish?" ā€

The laughter stopped abruptly, and I don't know what he meant.

Yin Fusheng pointed to the complement on his chest and said with a smile: "Jin Langzhong said that it was wronged, it was Jin Langzhong you~, hehe......, not a duck (xichi one, four sounds). ā€

This sentence may seem simple, but it has a pun meaning.

On the surface, it means that you Jin Zhijun is not the emu official uniform on my body, so how do you know that it is a grievance on me?

Vaguely, it is necessary to mention the word "not a duck".

In the old saying, saying that a person is "not a duck" also means that someone is not liked and annoying.

Therefore, Yin Fusheng borrowed his official uniform to make a pun and sarcastically mock Jin Zhijun.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned. Especially the seven-rank civil officials were even more surprised.

Unexpectedly, the official uniform on his body could still be used to scold people.

Kim Zhijun seemed to swallow stool, pursed his lips, and changed his contemptuous expression.

"Yin gave things iron teeth and steel teeth, and this official learned it three years ago. I didn't expect it to be the same. ā€

Yin Fusheng arched his hand again, "Thank you for your appreciation." ā€

Who appreciates you?!

"It's just that if this official is not mistaken, Yin Zhishi seems to disdain the affairs of the official, how can he serve in Kedao?" Kim Zhijun hooked his lips.

"Dare to ask Langzhong, what is the business of science and technology?"

"The responsibility of the science and technology is to admonish and correct the impeachment, supervise the six departments, seal and refute the edict, and evaluate government affairs." Jin Zhijun said with a sneer, "Advice and correction are the foundation of the science and road, and if Yin Zhishi can't do this, he shouldn't serve in the department." ā€

"Hehe, what does Jin Langzhong mean is that since the lower officials are in the middle of the matter, they should often impeach the officials?"

"Yes, yes." Kim Jijun shook his head.

Yin Fusheng nodded, with a wicked smile on his face.

Xie Langzhong reminded. When the lower official first entered the court, he didn't have time to prepare, so it was better to make it difficult for the lower official, so he just took one of the golden langs, how about it? ā€

"You ......"

Kim Zhijun was annoyed.

Join me? Are you participating?

Jin Zhijun was furious, and replied with one finger, "This official still wants to participate in your copy!" ā€

Yin Fusheng was stunned, "Oh? What does Lang Zhong want to participate in? ā€

"You are an official of the imperial court, and you should abide by etiquette outside. Like you, dressed in official uniforms, but running like a madman between the busy cities and shuttling through the streets and alleys, will you not lose your majesty's face? The sin is not small! ā€

"Yes, yes." There was a lot of commotion around.

Yin Fusheng glanced at Jin Zhijun, hooked his mouth and said: "Jin Langzhong, the lower officials are poor, and there is no silver to hire a sedan chair." Oh, that's right! Jin Lang Zhonggui lives in the five grades, dare to ask how much Yuefeng has? ā€

Jin Zhijun was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what this guy was going to do, so he hesitated for a while and didn't dare to pick up the stubble.

"Yes, Jin Langzhong can think about it. Beware of the ...... that comes out of your mouth."

Yin Fusheng had a wicked smile on his face, and squeezed his eyebrows at Jin Zhijun, "Xia Guan heard that Jin Langzhong's private residence is very close to Xihua Gate, right?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Oh, yes. And how? Jin Zhijun was suspicious.

"I heard that there are all big mansions there, and the houses are very magnificent."

Jin Zhijun narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"Jin Langzhong must have taken a sedan chair to the court, right? Dare to ask, how much silver is your sedan chair in Jinlang? Xiaguan to see if you can afford it? ā€

Kim Zhijun gradually had an ominous premonition......

Yin Fusheng continued, "If you buy a sedan chair, you have to take care of the sedan chair, right?" Three meals a day, and you have to pay monthly money. Jin Langzhong's family has a maid, a cook, and a housekeeper or something, right? How much money do they get a month? How much does it cost to live and eat on weekdays? Xia Guan sees that your body is a lot richer than three years ago, you must have eaten badly, right? ā€¦ā€¦ā€

"You, don't talk nonsense! This official has no leisure to settle with you. ā€

Jin Zhijun felt that he didn't want to run away, could Yin Fusheng still let him go?

grabbed Jin Zhijun's wrist and said, "Huh? Jin Langzhong, how can you be considered a family member by a lower official? It's clear that Lang Zhong didn't gossip with his subordinates in advance. Besides, what are you running before you finish speaking? How much is your month? ā€

Jin Zhijun's face changed suddenly, he shook off Yin Fusheng's hand vigorously, and said angrily: "When you wait for the fifth grade of your official residence, you will naturally know." ā€

Yin Fusheng sneered: "Your Excellency won't be able to make ends meet, right?" ā€

Jin Zhijun felt empty in his heart, cold sweat flowed from his head, and he peeked around.

This clearly means that I took bribes.

Yin Fusheng laughed secretly, his eyes swept around the officials who were coaxed just now, and asked a random person next to him, "Dare to ask this adult how many official residences are there?" ā€

"Huh? Seven products ......" the person subconsciously replied.

"Dare to ask what sedan chair the adults are sitting on, how many people are in the family, and how many Yuefeng ......"

Before Yin Fusheng finished speaking, the person shook his hand angrily and turned around to hide.

The people who had gathered around Yin Fusheng just now made a "hula" sound at this time and all ran away.

There is no one who is not greedy.

Seeing this, Jin Zhijun's complexion, which was still blue just now, recovered a little more.

All are greedy, that is, no one is greedy.

It's not me, what am I afraid of?

Jin Zhijun straightened his waist and said, "Etiquette has nothing to do with Yulu. No matter how poor you are, you should abide by Confucian etiquette. Even if you don't have a car, you can come slowly. How can you run like you sweat profusely and be disheveled? ā€

Yin Fusheng pretended to be surprised, turned around and found Zhang Wenda, Zou Yuanbiao, Sun Shenxing, Wang Yingjiao and others among the hundred officials, and said indifferently: "A few adults, Jin Langzhong is talking about you." ā€

Several old men were stunned and slightly moved, but they did not speak.

They knew that Jin Zhijun didn't have the courage to talk about them, but this Yin replied, through Jin Zhijun's mouth, to satirize them about chasing eunuchs in the palace the day before yesterday.

Jin Zhijun saw a few adults, silent, his face was slightly displeased, and it seemed that Yin Fu said something.

"You're talking nonsense!" Jin Zhijun said angrily: "This official is talking about you!" A few adults are highly respected, how can they be like you, in an embarrassed form. ā€

"How can it be nonsense? Just the day before yesterday, several adults ran from the palace to the outside of the palace. He was sweating profusely and disheveled. I remember that at that time, one of the adults ran away with his shoes missing. Right, how many adults? ā€

Yin Fusheng said and turned back to ask.

The faces of several old men suddenly turned pale, and their beards trembled with anger.

……

(To be continued)