Yang Ling's bedroom is divided into an outer room and an inner room, and Han Youniang is cutting clothes for Yang Ling under the outside lamp. Yang Ling brought back a lot of expensive clothes, but most of them were used by women. There were twenty horses of Ge cloth in it, and Yang Ling kept five horses for his father-in-law and uncle, and the rest were retained.

At that time, Gebu was extremely precious, and only a few places in Zhejiang, Guangdong and Jiangxi produced it, and the most exquisite came from Leizhou, Guangdong. These twenty pieces of arrowroot cloth are the high-grade arrowroot cloth in Leizhou, each of which is no more than three zhang and one or two feet, and it is worth three taels of silver.

The young lady's female red is much smarter than Yutang Chun and Xuelimei, so she cut it with her own hands, and wanted to make a well-fitting robe for Xianggong, seeing Yang Ling and Gao Wenxin entering the door one after the other, Han Youniang straightened up, gently beat her waist with her little hand and smiled at Wen Xin: "Sister is here."

Gao Wenxin had wiped away her tears, she was afraid that the young lady would see the clue, so she hurriedly agreed, and avoided her face under the pretense of turning back and covering the door. Yang Ling was very angry when he heard Gao Wenju's words at the beginning, but when he figured it out, he only felt pity for this pretentious student, and with Gao Wenxin's relationship, he was even more inconvenient and strict, so his mind had been completely put aside.

Seeing the post lady beating his waist, he said distressedly: "You, I told you to send the materials to the shop to make them, you have to do it yourself, just rest when you are tired, and I am not in a hurry to wear it."

Han Youniang happily agreed and said, "Xianggong will ask my sister for acupuncture first, you have to go to bed early after drinking, and I will rest after cutting this paragraph."

Yang Ling snorted, seeing that Gao Wenxin had taken this opportunity to flash into the room, he also walked into the room, generously removed his outer robe, and lay on the bed with a small coat, and faded his pants, revealing half of his buttocks.

Gao Wenxin sat silently on the edge of the bed, inserted more than ten silver needles into the back of his buttocks one by one, and then twisted them one by one in a certain order. Yang Ling's chin rested on the back of his palms, his expression was thoughtful, and after a while, he said slowly: "Wenxin."

Gao Wenxin said "um" and said softly: "Is the master unwell?" I'm going to be lighter."

Yang Ling turned his head to look at her, and suddenly smiled slightly. Gao Wenxin looked a little flustered, and said deliciously: "What is the master laughing at?" ”

Yang Ling shook his head lightly and said, "Eighteen years old, only one year younger than me, is she a big girl?" Oh, it's not counting, in fact, you're still a little girl, but you were eighteen years old and named the Jingshi, and they were the three major apricot forest masters in the Jingshi along with Jinzhen Liu, if you say it in this respect, you can be regarded as a big girl."

Gao Wenxin listened to him for a while, a big girl, a little girl for a while, and he didn't know what he wanted to say, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense in the blink of an eye. Yang Ling saw that she was a little confused, and sighed lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a feeling."

He pondered for a moment and said: "I have always been negligent, thinking that I didn't treat you as a slave, but I ignored other people's opinions. If Wenju doesn't want to live here anymore, I'll find you a house again."

Gao Wen's heart trembled, and he lost his voice: "Master, you want to drive me away?" ”

Yang Ling snorted, Gao Wen's pretty face turned white, and he only heard Yang Ling say: "It's not to drive you away, it's to drive away a slave maid, you are no longer a slave in the Yang Mansion, you don't have to call yourself a maid in front of people, only after people can you be commensurate with the young lady and sister, you have regained the identity of the goddess doctor, who dares to spread rumors and insult your innocence, I can cut his reputation and cure his crimes!" ”

If we were no longer slaves, wouldn't the insurmountable barriers between each other disappear, and wouldn't the chances be greater?

Gao Wen figured this out, and suddenly felt some joy in her heart, she lowered her head slightly, hummed in an inaudible tone, and said uneasily: "Isn't the master angry with Wenju?" He's just a nerd who reads dead books, don't be surprised, sir."

Yang Ling smiled and said: "Speaking of which, he just cherishes his identity as a scholar and wants to avoid suspicion, I won't bother with him."

Gao Wen's heart was much more relaxed, and her hands were also light, and after a while, she hesitated: "Forgive the maid for talking too much, listening to Wenju, the people of Fuxue and Taixue are all angry, and they compare the old man with the Eight Tigers, pointing out."

She quietly looked at Yang Ling's expression, and saw that he was relaxed and natural, so she dared to say: "Accused of being a national thief, the maid knows the master's character and surname, but outsiders don't know." The lord doesn't know how powerful the scholars are, the so-called people are golden, and the literati can ruin a person with one mouth."

She lowered her head and said faintly: "Li Jimeng's few words of nonsense have stirred up the people of the four towns and eight neighbors to regard the master as a villain who bullies men and women, in fact, Wenju also defended the adults in the school at the beginning, but the masters and scholars linked the evil deeds of the Eight Tigers with the adults, and the adults and the Eight Tigers were too close, and no one was willing to believe how to defend them, but scolded him as a slave, he was angry and annoyed, and he wanted to leave the Yang Mansion to show his heart.

Your lord's current position of power, you don't have to make friends with infamous characters like the Eight Tigers, you have to know that the people's hearts are available, and if you lose the people's hearts, the maid is worried that it will be very unfavorable to you, my lord."

Yang Ling asked rhetorically: "What is the will of the people?" The will of the people is the trend of the times, and this general trend is profit, and those who seek benefits for the people will win the hearts of the people. ”

He remembered one thing about Yuan Chonghuan, and couldn't help but say with emotion: "I remember that there was a country where when the barbarians outside the Guanwai attacked this country, there was a general Yuan who defended a city alone and swore not to retreat, and the people in the city felt that their property could be protected, and they were infinitely grateful.

However, the battle became more and more dangerous, seeing that the city was not guaranteed, and the people were worried that the barbarians would retaliate and slaughter the city, at that time, not only the money was gone, but even their lives were gone, and many people began to scold General Yuan for his meritorious promotion and poisoning the people, blaming him for not having enough troops and not fighting hard to tire the people.

Fortunately, the leader of the barbarians was accidentally killed during the siege of the city, and the barbarian army retreated, and his surname and property were saved.

Yang Ling smiled meaningfully and said, "Do you see what the people's will is from this incident alone?" The will of the people is the benefit, avoiding harm and seeking profit is the will of the people, don't think that the people will be so the people's will can be trusted, the people's will can be used, and the people's will can be contested. As long as what I do is good for the people, will most of them be on my side, or will the empty words of the scholars be on the side?

Don't say that the Eight Tigers are not evil now, even if they are really evil and can cooperate at the moment, I can't make evil to them for the sake of face glory. Besides, I won't be so stupid as to win the hearts and minds of the people when what I have done has seen real results."

The corners of his mouth curled, car dealers, wine shops, green houses, and merchant houses, these places are all three religions and nine streams, all classes are involved, let them be surrounded by my crowd tactics, if their neighbors, maids, slaves, grooms, scholars, and even wives and children, can accept or at least not oppose my political opinions, I want to see how long these isolated ministers and scholars can hold out.

Yang Ling saw that Gao Wenxin didn't move, and couldn't help but look back, only to see more than ten silver branches swaying on his buttocks, which was spectacular, but Gao Wenxin was in a daze, and couldn't help laughing: "Wenxin, what are you doing?" I look like a prickly person, could it be that this is also one of the treatments? ”

Gao Wenxin's face turned red, he woke up, and hurriedly started to diagnose and treat him, and said squeakingly: "No, the maid is thinking about that adult, and when his intentions are not understood, he must be very sad."

"The servant knows that what the master does is for the people of the world, so he doesn't care about his personal reputation, no matter what others think or say, Wenxin will be by your side, the slave slave is really good, but no matter how others laugh at me and scold me, I will never leave the Yang Mansion and leave the master!"

Yang Ling looked at Gao Wenxin in a daze, on her beautiful face reflected by the candlelight, those eyes were firm, calm, and frank, such a bold confession made Yang Ling listen to an impulse, and almost jumped up and hugged her into his arms.

It's just that he moved slightly, and his buttocks were full of silver needles, and then he suddenly came to his senses, suppressed his mood, lay back on the pillow, and chuckled: "Okay, you don't want to leave, no one can drive you away." It's just that this needle is really seeping, so let's concentrate on finishing the needle first."

Gao Wen's mood was already open, how could she not see the meaning in Yang Ling's eyes, it was all strange, she bit her lip in annoyance.

Lee University Scholar's House.

Yang Ling and Li Dongyang walked into the study side by side. Li Dongyang looked at Yang Ling in surprise, not knowing what his intention was to take the liberty of visiting him.

Yang Ling looked at this study, the study was antique, there was a rosewood table of eight immortals in a few cases, there were paperweights, inkstones, and a few stacks of towering official documents on the table, and a blue and white jar with a big belly next to the table, and there were more than a dozen rolls of rice paper painting scrolls in it. Further behind is a wooden vermilion lacquer and gold flower screen, faintly revealing a corner of the bed.

Yang Ling was a little surprised when he saw it, he didn't expect Li Dongyang to see him in the inner study, according to such a very private place, except for the people in the mansion and very close friends, he would not usually invite him here.

Yang Ling's gaze returned to Scholar Li, there was a fine porcelain teacup in front of each of them, there was no charcoal fire in the room, it was a little cold, and the heat in the cup rose up, but it had disappeared before it reached the front.

Li Dongyang finally couldn't hold back a little, and asked tentatively: "Lord Yang is visiting today, I don't know what is important?" ”

Yang Ling smiled respectfully and said: "The university scholar is busy with official business, how dare the officials come to disturb the ordinary trivial matters, there is really a major matter related to the livelihood of the imperial court and the people of Li, and the lower officials want to consult the scholars first."

Li Dongyang's heart turned over, now Yang Ling's influence on the emperor is unparalleled, he has the Eight Tigers' group of fox friends and dog friends, and he has installed a Jiao Fang in the cabinet, and there is no one to compare in terms of power, and the two can be said to have no intersection, what does he have to discuss with him?

Could it be that it is not enough to drive out Liu and Xie, two scholars, and he wants to design to clear himself from the imperial court in order to take sole power? Li Dongyang secretly raised his vigilance, and said with a smile: "Although Lord Yang is young, his talent is extraordinary, so polite, the old man is flattered.

In fact, if the adult has an insight into the government and politics, he can directly fold the public opinion, if he talks about private consultation, Liu Gonggong is the prime minister, and Scholar Jiao is a friend of the adult, it seems that it is not the turn of the old man to put his beak, right? ”

Yang Ling Zhengse said: "Lord Li is talking about the Eight Tigers and Jiao Fang? The Eight Tigers are greedy for power and profit, ignorant and mediocre, how can they be negotiable? Although Jiao Fang is talented, at most he can only only speak and govern according to orders, if he talks about his vision, long-term vision, and looking at the current dynasty, in addition to Li Daxue, who else can he ask for advice? ”

Li Dongyang's eyelids raised, Huo Ran looked at Yang Ling, his eyes were blazing for a long time, his lips were closed for a long time, and he didn't know how to answer correctly.

(To be continued)