Songjiang Mansion was set up since the Yuan Dynasty, and during the Jiajing period, the two counties of Huating and Shanghai were rampant, burning, killing and plundering, and the imperial court sent troops to clear and suppress it several times before suppressing it. However, there were still some pirates who landed on the shore.

"Report! My lord, a ship is coming from the sea! ”

Wu Guang, the chief soldier stationed in Songjiang Mansion, raised his eyebrows, stood up and asked, "But the Japanese are coming?" The soldier who came to report said: "It is more than 40 Ming ships, and it should not be a Japanese robber." ”

"More than forty? Big boats, small boats? Wu Guang straightened his clothes and hat and said, "Take me to see it." ”

After seven or eight days at sea, Yang Fan's fleet finally arrived at the Songjiang port. Yang Fan looked at the estuary with a telescope, thinking if it was time to go to Yangzhou to have a look. Sun Yi and Li Yuhuan, who had never been to Jiangnan in their lives, also couldn't wait to stand on the bow of the boat, looking at the land that was gradually becoming clearer.

On a lookout on the shore, Wu Guang and a group of generals looked at the gradually clear fleet and said, "Presumably, Lord Yang from Beijing received the news a few days ago that Lord Yang was going south to Luzon. Quick, I'll go and meet you. When Wu Guang saw the dozen or so Zheng He treasure ships, he knew who was coming.

The only pier at the port of the shore is handled by heavy troops. The flotilla, under the command of the standard-bearer, slowly sailed into the harbor. The rest of the flotilla did not come down. If these 30,000 refugees entered the city in a mighty way, what would they do? Yang Fan ordered his subordinates to take care of the fleet, and then took Li Yuhuan, Sun Yi, and Liu Hui and Zhang Yao who got off the rear fleet to the shore.

Wu Guang and a few people hurriedly came up and said, "But Ling Hebo? ”

Yang Fan replied: "It's right down there." ”

Wu Guang said with a smile: "Lord Yang has worked hard all the way, please." Everyone followed Wu Guang into the city, still picking up the wind and washing the dust, the general soldiers and prefects of Songjiang Mansion all came to greet each other, and Yang Fan's face was a little tired.

Jinling stayed in the capital, after the Ming Dynasty moved the capital to Beijing, it became the capital to stay in case of emergency. The establishment of the six divisions operates like a Beijing division, and if the Beijing division is lost, it can immediately become the second Beijing division of the Ming Dynasty.

The snow in the south is as graceful as a woman, not as windy as the goose feather snow, like catkins, which falls beautifully and softly. The sedan chair slowly stopped at the door of Dong's mansion. Dong Qichang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, got down from the sedan chair, looked at the snow that had not been swept in front of the door, and shouted: "Old Fu! ”

"Sir. What are the commands? The old butler slipped out of the door with his hands on his sleeves and trembling. Dong Lao looked at the idle old Fu, shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's time to sweep the ground." I'm tired enough to be a master, do you want me to talk about this little thing? ”

"Hey, got it." Steward Fu finally reluctantly pulled his hand out of his sleeve and took out a broom from behind the door. When Dong Lao walked in, he immediately shouted: "Little rabbit, come out for me!" ”

After half a ring, a miscellaneous handyman finally came, "Butler, don't shout." This snow can't be swept away, the little boy ordered, today to build a snowman, a few days ago swept it clean, the people in the house were beaten by the little boy. ”

"What the master said, do you dare not sweep?" Steward Fu put up his broom and said, "Where is the little boy, you can get the snow that you sent to the dustpan." ”

"Alas, alas. Or the housekeeper is thoughtful. The handyman took up the broom and went to work quickly. Dong Qichang, who walked into the inner hall, took off his official hat, and not long after, Yin Liufu of Yingtianfu hurriedly came. "Lord Dong, Lord Yang has arrived at Songjiang Mansion."

"Hmm, is this Ling Hebo really going south?"

Liu Fu was Dong Qichang's protégé, stood aside respectfully, and said, "What is the teacher going to do?" Dong Qichang said with a smile: "He Yang Fan made the city full of storms in Beijing, and he can go to Luzon for 30,000 refugees, just a little bit, and the old man is the first to admire." Nowadays, everyone in the officialdom is greedy for money, but those who have foresight cannot be appointed, either they move out, or they are transferred to this Ying Tianfu to be an idle position, where are there still capable people who really think about the Ming Dynasty. ”

"What does the teacher mean ......?"

"The reason why he stopped at Songjiang Mansion when he went south was to raise grain, and he helped him raise grain." Dong Qichang blew away the tea leaves floating on the tea cup and took a sip. Liu Fu privately commensurate the highly respected Dong Qichang as a teacher, "This should be the granary of Tianfu, if you want to open a warehouse, can you afford this responsibility, teacher?" The student thinks that he can't do it, in case he is caught by those people, saying that the teacher is currying favor with Ling Hebo and doing his own thing, this is ...... It's a thankless job. ”

Dong Qichang said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, the old man didn't say that he wanted to transfer grain and grass privately." ”

"Where does the grain and grass come from, can't it be that the teacher came to buy food with his own money?" Liu Fu wondered. He understands that his teacher may not care about his own money for the sake of righteousness, but this is only a drop in the bucket after all.

Dong Qichang said with a smile: "Isn't it rumored that the old man's calligraphy and painting are a thousand words now." Anyway, the old man's reputation has been ruined, so he simply ended up clichéd. Solid opening, tomorrow in Jinling, the old man calligraphy and painting 300, only sell grain. Let the old man take a look, how much is this calligraphy and painting worth, and it can also help the lord. ”

Liu Fu was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "The teacher is like this, do you need to meet the lord?" During the Wanli period, due to the dispute between Dong and Fan, Dong Qichang's reputation fell to the bottom all of a sudden. Those who were instigated to read burned the pavilions and pavilions of the Dong Mansion, and were later jokingly called "the people copied Dong Eun". Now this comeback Dong Shangshu wants to sell calligraphy and paintings again? Liu Fu felt a little incomprehensible. He knew that the Dong family had thousands of acres of good land, and it would not be a problem to take out a few thousand stones casually, so why did he have to lower his identity and sell this calligraphy and painting.

Dong Qichang, who is on the main throne, is almost old, still in good spirits, and strokes his beard and smiles: "Solid open, people live for a lifetime, isn't it to live a comfortable reputation." This elegance is comfortable, and the old man has a seat, but it is difficult to live through the ages. Today, I, Dong Qichang, sell calligraphy and paintings for food, just to let the world understand that my Dong family is not a family that deceives good and fears evil. Liu Fu glanced at Dong Qichang and asked, "Is the teacher still worried about Fan Chang's matter?" ”

"Joke, how could the old man be upset because of a jumping clown? He Fan Chang himself responded to the oath of the City God Temple and died violently, and the old man presided over the autumn without favoritism, but he became my Dong Qichang, didn't he? Hmph, it's ridiculous that the world is ignorant, and you can't see the reason for it; What's even more ridiculous is the people who read, and the account hasn't been settled for them yet. ”

Liu Fu didn't respond, if this matter is studied carefully, both families are at fault, but those scholars and literati robbed and burned the Dong Mansion, this matter really can't be investigated, after all, it can be regarded as provoking the anger of the people, and the thousand people pointed out that they died without illness. Even if he Liu Fu has his heart set on his teacher, he can't arrest many scholars and kill them one by one.

Liu Fu wiped his forehead, withdrew from the Dong Mansion, and saw the handyman moving a dustpan of snow into the mansion, so he said: "How can you be a fool in the Teacher's Mansion, and you don't dump the snow outside!" Before the handyman could explain, he got into the sedan chair and left. Only the handyman was left in place and muttered, "You're stupid......"