At this time, Feng Bao heard Zhang Juzheng mention the douqin, and while sipping tea, he replied: "Is there such a thing, what is the name of the Suzhou woman?" , Yu Jinlian, recently won the love of Xu Jue, the commander of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, a while ago Nanjing accompanied the capital to make trouble with the Japanese slaves, Xu Guogong was scolded by His Majesty, saying that the Japanese slaves disturbed the heroic spirit of the second ancestor, and ordered Xu Guogong to pay the Japanese slaves, and the whole city was under martial law, but Yu Jinlian slept with Xu Jue, and he got a privilege from his hands and went to Nanjing once. But it's also her luck, after she went, the Japanese slave actually disappeared, otherwise there would really be a good one, Xu Jue would have regretted it! ”

"Yu Jinlian? Nanjing? Ronin? Xia Mu thought lightly in his mouth, always feeling that something was wrong. Dao Meteor said that the gang of Japanese slaves in Nanjing was the Dongyi Ronin, all of them were extraordinary in martial arts, and they were villains who killed people without blinking, but the 50,000 Shenji Camp surrounded them, and the ronin disappeared, and Yu Jinlian went to Nanjing and came back, and the capital also began to commit Japanese slaves.

That's a coincidence!

"Yes, it's Yu Jinlian, doesn't Lord Xia love this too!" Feng Bao smiled easily, "That little woman walks like an autumn breeze, and she looks very good. I heard that she learned the piano at the age of four, and was a close disciple of Li Hufan, the king of Jiangnan qin, who played a good kite at the age of nine, and became famous in Jiangnan at the age of thirteen. If she can be invited to the church meeting of the princes, nobles, officials, gentry and ministers, it will definitely be a sensational event on the side of the noise. ”

Feng Bao really lifted the woman, but he didn't talk about the two of them fighting the piano, and the emotions of the whole room were stirred up by him. Mo Qi couldn't help but interject and asked, "Gonggong Feng, Yu Jinlian's piano skills are so high, I don't know how you can deal with it." ”

Feng Bao didn't answer, just admired his pair of white hands that had beaten women, pursed his lips and smiled.

Xia Mu was also very curious, his mind was aroused, and when he saw that Feng Bao had sold Guanzi, he hurriedly asked, "Father-in-law is here to talk about it!" ”

Feng Bao saw that everyone was full of taste, so he said slowly: "It's nothing, it's just that on the day of the piano fight, there were a lot of elegant celebrities in the capital, and even Wang Shizhen came to see it in person." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Juzheng was a little surprised, "Yuanmei has gone, Yongting has infinite scenery this time, and Yuanmei's vision has always been very high." ”

Xia Mu took a sip of tea and smiled silently, he still knew Wang Shizhen well.

Wang Shizhen was born in the Taicang Wang family, which is famous for its well-dressed poems and books.

The Wang family is the Langya Wang family of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties periods, the Tang and Song dynasties have the thorn history Wang Qufeng, the five dynasties have the Yatui Wang Renhao, the Song Dynasty has the Si Wang Jin, the world is noble, can be described as a real famous family.

In the Ming Dynasty, the Taicang Wang family was even more from Wang Qiao and Wang Zhuo brothers in the Chenghua years, and since then they have been re-elected.

Wang Shizhen's grandfather, Wang Zhuo, was a jinshi in the fourteenth year of Chenghua, and the right attendant of the Nanjing Military Department at the end of the year, and was a famous minister during the Hongzhi Zhengde period.

Father Wang Chen, Jiajing 20 years in the examination of the Jinshi, the final governor of Jiliao right capital imperial history and the left squire of the military department to give the military department a book.

And Wang Shizhen herself is the head of the Criminal Department, and she has moved to a foreign officer.

"However, if you want to say that Yu Jinlian really has a hand, she will impress Wang Shizhen at the beginning." Feng Bao was interested, so he elaborated on the scene of that day, "As soon as Yu Jinlian appeared on the stage, she won a lot of praise, and her charm and demeanor made people think that she was a fairy descending to earth." She first played a song "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night", and the tender onion-like fingers only plucked, kneaded, and pulled on the strings so gently, and everyone present invited them to follow their ears - oh my God, that is really a fairy sound, Bai Juyi described the pipa girl as 'big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate', and so far I felt that the words were not enough. At the end of the song, everyone is willing to let it go. Yu Jinlian couldn't resist everyone's lift, so she played eight tunes in one go. Everyone still didn't let go, and those stupid celebrities were even more fascinated. ”

Zhang Juzheng saw that Feng Bao was talking about this wine-colored thing, and it was catchy, so he listened to it as a joke.

Xia Mu kept his heart, Xu Jue privately seized the relief grain, how did he transport the grain out of Sijiu City? And how did he fornicate with the Japanese slaves?

It seems that the teaching workshop called Sulou is really a place to hide dirt and dirt, and it is necessary to go there once when you have time.

Feng Bao was still chattering there, and Xia Mu saw that he was talking about him left and right, without mentioning the purpose of his coming to Zhang's Mansion at all, I am afraid that it is because of himself, an outsider.

Thinking about it, Xia Mu hugged his fists at the two and smiled: "Brother Taiyue, Gonggong Feng, it's getting late, and there are still important things at home in Guangzhong, so don't bother." ”

Zhang Juzheng saw that Xia Mu was leaving, so he hurriedly got up to see him off, and Feng Bao also sent off the guests.

The three of them walked to the front of the mansion, Xia Mu arched his hand, and walked towards the entrance of the alley in the distance.

Feng Bao saw Xia Mu leave, and after following Zhang Juzheng back to his home, he no longer talked about the Qinglou Teaching Workshop.

I saw him quietly lead the topic and gesture to his attendant, who hurriedly held a mahogany box.

"What is this?" Zhang Juzheng asked.

Feng Bao smiled: "Just open it and see." ”

Zhang Juzheng opened the mahogany box, only to see that inside was a delicately framed vertical scroll, and Mo Qi helped to pull the vertical scroll. It turned out to be a banner written in its entirety on the best four-foot rice paper used exclusively for the Imperial Palace.

Zhang Juzheng stood up and stared, and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice:

"Yan City is back in early February, and it is full of spirit.

Kinmen has not sold Ganquan Fu, who in the Xuan Room asked Zixu.

Taiyi burns the east wall fire at night, and the Tianchi turns into a northern fish.

Qiankun is full of spring, and the ring will serve the forbidden house. ”

There is a line of inscription at the end of the poem: Honoring Mr. Taiyue's poem, Feng Bao. Below the word Bao, there are two stamps of one yang and one yin and one circle, and the yang square seal is the "Feng Bao" of the Wei tablet, and the two words on the Yin seal are the "big companions" with the rhyme of the Qin seal.

The poem transcribed by Feng Bao was written by Zhang Juzheng twenty-one years ago.

It was the twenty-sixth year of Jiajing, and he and his fellow villager Chu Youjia came to Beijing to participate in the triennial examination. He was admitted to the Jinshi and was selected as the Jishi of the Hanlin Academy, but Chu Youjia was named Sun Shan.

The two broke up in the Beijing Guest House, Zhang Juzheng wrote this poem and gave it to Chu Youjia, and now rereading this poem, Zhang Juzheng can't help but feel emotional.

At that time, he was young and vigorous, and when he first came to the capital, he saw the princes and nobles, civil and military officials, who were not only discouraged by their poverty, but also confident in their full stomach.

Therefore, between the lines of his poems, his lofty political ambition is revealed, that is, to win the pole of the people's ministers: the general of the ring will be imprisoned.

After Zhang Juzheng finished reciting, his heart fluttered: This Feng Bao, what is the purpose of copying this poem to me at this time?

Once again, he looked at the scroll—this time not at the poem, but at the words. This painting is a combination of words and grass, fat but not sluggish, crazy in peace, and the penmanship of Yan Zhenqing's "Jiangwai Post" is great.

Zhang Juzheng smiled and said: "Between the government and the opposition, praise Feng Gonggong for the second art of qin and calligraphy, don't say that no one in the 30,000 eunuchs in the two capitals can be outstanding, that is, the people who were born in the middle of the court, and there are few who can look at it, I will always treasure this word." ”

"Mr. said this, Feng Mou was ashamed," Feng Bao instructed his follower to roll up the vertical scroll and put it back in the mahogany box, and continued, "In fact, Mr.'s calligraphy is above the contemptible, I have seen a few of your banners for friends, which can be described in one sentence: I have no intention of getting the samadhi for the sake of the book, and I can write it as much as I can." ”

"This poem transcribed by Gonggong Feng was not worth mentioning, it was a few words of nonsense uttered by the servant when he was young and arrogant and ignorant of the world."

Feng Bao actually came this time, just to win over this little Zhang, now the prince has been dead for several years, the prince's position is empty, His Majesty is not only a son of King Yu, but also a more shrewd King Jing, and the Hanlin Academy is a must pass through the cabinet, once His Majesty returns to heaven today, the first assistant must be served by Xu Jie, and as Xu Jie's proud protégé, Zhang Juzheng is certain to enter the cabinet!

Thinking about Feng Bao, he hurriedly said: "Mr. is really good at telling jokes, Li Qingzhao said, 'Life is a hero, death is also a ghost', that is a lie." She is a female streamer, but she can only write a few lines of poetry, what qualifications does she have to talk about heroes and ghosts? But Mr. is not, although you are now a Hanlin editor, but Mr. has great ambitions, and he will be a prime minister for the ages in the future. ”

"Prime Minister of the Ages?" Zhang Juzheng couldn't help but repeat a sentence, his heart was excited, his ambition since childhood was to be a character like Yiyin Lu Wang, to exercise the power of temple calculations and practice the art of strengthening the country and enriching the people, "Gonggong Feng, do you think there is such a possibility in the future?" ”

"It's not possible, as long as you want, this position is like picking up something." Feng Bao's tone was earnest, unquestionable.

Zhang Juzheng is not a stupid person, he has been in officialdom for many years, why don't he know what Feng Bao means, does that mean clearly to win himself into Yuwangfu?

But the teacher Xu Jieming said, don't participate in the dispute between the two kings, now King Yu is about to move, King Jing came to Beijing to live for a long time in the name of Wangmu, the crown prince has been suspended for many years, and all parties are surging.

But the teacher saw it thoroughly, the strict party was big here, and the Li party and the Xu party were not in this muddy water. Why?

Today, His Majesty is dictatorial and the Sacred Heart is dictatorial.

Behind the Yan Party is the emperor, what can the two kings fight for?

It's hard to say that both sides will suffer a big loss!

Thinking of the teacher's words, Zhang Juzheng trembled, and hurriedly handed the pair of words to Feng Bao again: "My father-in-law has this intention, but Juzheng is a light man, and it is more appropriate to give my father-in-law's words to Guangzhong, which is a character that even Yan Song is afraid of!" ”

As soon as Feng Bao heard that he knew that it was Zhang Juzheng's excuse, he was not angry, he left the words with a smile, and walked out of Zhang's mansion with his followers.

Removing the door of the mansion, Feng Bao looked at the dark sky, the smile on his face was retracted, he couldn't help sighing, and instructed his followers behind him: "Go and check what Xia Mu likes, whether it is money or women, you must be fast, King Jing has been a little big recently, and he actually made friends with Xu Cai, a soldier in Qingzhou, which is equivalent to having military power, and King Yu has nothing, once the emperor returns to heaven, we have no chance of winning!" ”

This night, for most people, is a sleepless night.

Zhao Wenhua's death was a loss for Yan Song, but for Hu Zongxian, it was a terrible disaster.

Although Hu Zongxian doesn't like this greedy and stupid ally, but this ally is his backer and pillar, now that Zhao Wenhua is dead, he has not only lost contact with the Yan Party, but also lost strong support, Hu Zongxian's name has long been registered on the list of the Yan Party, and he may be targeted at any time, Yan Song is of course with deep roots, but he Hu Zongxian is not a descendant, once something happens, the old fox may not be willing to come out.

In fact, Hu Zongxian, who is in the southeast, has received news that some officials in the capital are accumulating saliva and are about to take him under the knife, and there is no one to protect him, in case it is rectified, not only will he be finished, but even Xu Wei's team will follow him, and the hard work of the southeast for several years will naturally be in vain.

So he chose to abandon the car to protect the commander, and the responsibility for the loss of Southeast Xinghua and Ouyang Shen's death in battle was put on Yu Daxuan.

ps: Today's third watch is an hour earlier, and the 10,000-word explosion is completed, and tomorrow it will still start at 11 o'clock to explode 10,000 words in a row. Kneel and beg for support, the new book period is very important, if you like this book, Xiaocao is here to ask for support. It's really a blood-vomiting maniac.