Chapter 50: Bianjing, I'll Come Too
finally resigned from his official position, held Fang Zhongyong, packed his bags, and was about to leave Kaide Mansion, Chai Lin, was extremely happy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhang Xi stood on the side, looking at Chai Lin, who was so happy to refuse his official position, and Fang Zhongyong, who was "aiding and abusive" on the side, as if he was looking at two aliens.
"Fatty, when you return to Bianjing, you must find us." Chai Lin looked at Zhang Xi, who had a simple and cute face, and said with a smile while poking his elastic belly.
"Yes, fat man, when we are settled, I will write to you and tell you where we are staying. When you return to Beijing, you must find us and pretend to fly together. Fang Zhongyong was the same, he was used to calling Zhang Xi "fat", and patted Zhang Xi on the shoulder with a beaming look, and then, deliberately glanced at Chai Lin with provocative eyes, and then turned to Zhang Xi and said:
"Also, Brother Ling's marriage, if it is done, you can tell me secretly, you don't need to tell Chai Lin that he has no interest, if that kid knows the marriage date, maybe he will go to rob his relatives."
Chai Lin was provoked by Fang Zhongyong, his face turned crimson when he landed, and he hurriedly led the horse over, and hurriedly defended: "Listening to Zhongyong's nonsense, I, when I arrive, I will naturally go to congratulate Brother Ling and sister-in-law, I, Chai Lin, how can I be so narrow-minded?" β
Who knew that Fang Zhongyong still had an unbelieving face, stepped into the carriage, the coachman in front of him pulled the reins, the horse took advantage of the situation to turn around, Fang Zhongyong rolled up the curtains, waved goodbye to Zhang Xi, and then said half-truths to Chai Lin:
"If you want me to say, I really like it, then go and grab it, so what's the matter? But sincerely choosing to bless is also a gentleman's behavior. No matter what you do, you can do it sincerely, and you don't regret it. However, if it's a woman I like, I'm going to grab it. β
Seeing Chai Lin's appearance that he had made up his mind, Fang Zhongyong naturally didn't want to say more, he just thought in his heart that if Chai Lin really let go, he wouldn't be a bad guy in vain, and deliberately teased him like this.
Zhang Xi was under the carriage to help Fang and Chai deliver their luggage, and he listened with a confused look. After a while, he reacted, and saw that Fang Zhongyong and Chai Lin's carriage had already gone far away, so he had to wave his hand and mutter:
"Brother Chai, do you like my future sister-in-law? Or, do you like my big brother? β
orzβ¦β¦ Thinking of this, Zhang Xi's heart was scared, and the baby was scared, and the explosion news was a sense of collapse.
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Wang Zeng came out of the political hall, and the road was blue, and he galloped home on horseback.
Although the Northern Song Dynasty lost the horse farm, the horse price was expensive, but the economy was prosperous, and at that time, people believed that sitting in a sedan chair was the behavior of people as livestock, so riding a horse was the most common standard for officials.
When he got home, as soon as Mrs. Wang greeted him, before the tea was served, Wang Zeng was already very annoyed and repelled the left and right cadres, and in his tone, he said with a deep sense of hatred for iron and steel: "Fan Zhongyan, this kid, is smart and confused for a while, how can he still hold it now?" β
Mrs. Wang helped Wang Zeng sit down, and at the same time sent someone to serve tea, Wen Yan smiled and said, "What's the matter?" The old man has been in poor health in recent years, why did he get angry again? β
Wang Zeng turned his face, put his hands on the small tea table in front of him, knocked on the table and said, "You don't know, Fan Zhongyan actually followed Fu Bi and Ouyang Xiu's group of pavilion boys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and presented a "Hundred Officials Map" to the official family. β
Mrs. Wang took the ginseng tea in the handmaid's hand, with a gentle and caring face, coaxing Wang Zeng to drink it like a child, and then leaned on Wang Zeng and sat down: "What is going on with this "Hundred Officials"? β
Wang Zeng put down the ginseng tea, sighed, and then said:
"It is a detailed description of who has bribed Lu Yijian in recent years, who has provided special enjoyment and convenience to the people of Lu Yijian, who has bought land for Lu Yijian, added land, issued usury and so on and held important positions, who has been promoted because of his old relationship with Lu Yijian, and who has been belittled because of his discord with Lu Yijian.
Mrs. Wang couldn't help but open her mouth to express her amazement, but out of everyone's beautiful upbringing, she gently covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and only after a little determination did she tentatively ask Wang Zeng: "Isn't this, isn't most of the officialdom going to be involved?" Lu Yijian is in a high position, and it is inevitable that some people will greet him, which is also a common thing, why did he become such a field? β
Wang Zeng took his wife's hand and touched it again, and while touching his little hand, he said meaningfully:
"Madame is a person who understands, but this group of people doesn't understand. Besides, the so-called law does not blame the public, if it is really in order to purge the rule of officials and completely reshuffle the current officialdom, then in a moment and a half, who will do the work?
Although this time, the official family did not suspect that the party would fight, but in the end he was still quite displeased, and Lu Yijian drafted an eight-character reply 'Zhongyan is broad, and the name is not real'. β
Mrs. Wang lowered her head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Doesn't that criticize Fan Zhongyan Fan Xianggong for only talking big and not doing hard, and wants to fight for fame and fortune?" These words are too heavy, Fan Xianggong's temperament, if he doesn't have a tendon, he is going to drill the tip of the horns again? β
Fan Zhongyan and his followers are all enthusiastic people, but they don't understand officialdom at all, and they always have to fight with people about the merits.
As everyone knows, right and wrong are not what the official family values the most, what the official needs at this time is what he values the most.
It's useful, it's more important than justice, and it's much more important to officialdom. Wang Zeng straightened his beard, and his face calmed down a lot because of this confession.
Mrs. Wang looked at the white hair that had sprung up like mushrooms on her forehead, temples, and swishing on the top of her official's forehead, and her heart was a little sour.
She didn't say anything more, just stepped forward and hugged Wang Zeng's forehead around her chest.
The old husband and wife, warm and affectionate, holding the hand of the son, dragging the son away, beautiful, beautiful.
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The early morning light shines on the city gates that are open in all directions - Nanxun Gate, Chenzhou Gate, Dailou Gate, Chenqiao Gate, Wansheng Gate, Guzi Gate, Xinsong Gate, Xinzheng Gate, Fengqiu Gate......
Each gate is like a smiling face in the shape of "ε§", unfolding a bright smile to welcome all new and returning guests.
"Bianjing, I'm here." Fang Zhongyong looked at this proud, million-inhabited, bustling city, and the city's shining money-making opportunities, and said with high spirits.
Horses slowly moving slowly through the block, "purr-" snort.
Not far to the south, the third formation of the Praetorian Guard, armed with beautiful swords and armed to the horse's teeth, "armored cavalry", cool as if making a movie, they are more like a group of soldiers, adding entertainment to the citizens of Bianjing The guard of honor, mixed in daily life, such as delicious wine.
The richness of businessmen, the colorful and diverse lifestyle of Bianjing people, the infinite changes, the infinite senses, the general "fashion metropolis", happiness and excitement:
a wide variety of snacks, drinks, snacks, snack stalls; Storytellers, sword-swallowers, magicians, swordsmen, fires, and burlesques, everything is desired.