"Plum Village is out!"

Someone with sharp eyes, seeing Wu Weiye, called his alias loudly.

Wu Weiye couldn't go back, and he didn't dare to ask the prince again because of this matter. He walked to the foyer and bowed to several colleagues: "Shicai was summoned by the prince, but he was ordered to formulate a worship system, and there is nothing else to do." ”

"How can you say that there is nothing else?" Someone was unhappy and said: "I have been waiting for a long time under the sun, won't the prince explain a few sentences!" ”

"We are already invited to see us in regular clothes, and there is nothing wrong with the prince not preparing etiquette." Wumei Village Road.

"The prince is in a hurry to leave the palace, and there is no notice in advance, so we are in a hurry to obey the power, and it is not rude to enter the palace with regular clothes!" Someone was angry: "Mei Village, you are the prince's teacher, in order to protect the prince, you don't even care about the saint etiquette system?" ”

"Did you persuade the prince to return to the palace?"

"Does the prince have any remorse?"

"Will the prince see us? There's a lot more to do in my department! ”

"Meicun, are you the only one presiding over the worship?"

"Meicun poetry is extremely haode, but presiding over the court, the little uncle is the Fang family."

"The affairs of the pilgrimage are complicated, how can one person do haode?"

"Don't avoid the important and take it lightly, there should be no courtesy at all! The prince clearly left the palace without authorization, and the fact that the Son of Heaven only invented the purpose afterwards is ironclad proof! ”

"I heard that the queen has a decree to summon the prince back to the palace, but the prince refuses to go back."

"Unfilial, unfilial! Unfilial piety to the extreme! Is it tolerable or unbearable! ”

……

Wu Weiye was surrounded by a group of colleagues, and he only heard official words in various accents pouring into his ears, and he couldn't tell the difference at all. His lips were open, his throat was dry, and he was just about to let out a loud roar to suppress the turbulence, but suddenly his eyes went black, and his body fell uncontrollably.

"Yikes! Umemura fainted! ”

"Call someone for help!"

"Carry it out into the shade!"

Everyone was even more chaotic, and a few young and strong people grabbed Wu Weiye's hands and feet and carried them into the foyer. Seeing that an official fainted, the attendant who guarded the door also hurried up to help and sent someone to find a doctor.

A few people couldn't help and stepped aside, just looking at the mess. Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door outside, and I turned my head to look.

The door went over and opened the small door, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he casually closed it. After just three or two sentences, Menzi hurriedly came in, and while welcoming the officials outside, he sent someone inside to report.

"What's going on?" Outside, a fourth-grade official wearing a cloud goose supplement uniform walked in, and was taken aback when he saw the situation in front of him.

How can you say that it is also the door of the prince's house, how can it be such a mess?

The Donggong official said from the rank of rank that only two young Zhan were on the same level as this official, and they didn't dare to hold it up, so they said when they saw the courtesy: "It's Wu Shuzi, who suddenly fainted." ”

"I'll take a look." The official stepped forward and parted the crowd: "Spread out, let him blow the wind." After that, he ripped off Wu Weiye's regular clothes and middle orders, revealing his white and tender breasts, and called a doorman to come and fan him. He himself rolled Wu Shuzi's eyelids and said calmly; "It's a heat stroke poison, and I fainted in a moment of anger, so it's okay."

The official pinched Wu Weiye heavily with his thumb, and everyone only heard Wu Shuzi's "ah" turn around, his chest rose and fell greatly, and he slowly opened his eyes after two breaths.

The four-rank official took two steps back and said with a slight smile: "Go back and pick up some Huoxiang branches and leaves, just boil water and drink two bowls." ”

The Ming Dynasty officials' hobby of miscellaneous studies far exceeded that of their predecessors. Traditional Chinese Medicine, Kanyu, Feng Shui, Physiognomy, Physics, Astronomy, Collection, Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting...... Almost every jinshi has a hobby or two. At present, there are people who like to read medical books, and they have stepped forward to prescribe a prescription for Wu Weiye's pulse, which saves the consultation fee of the doctor.

"The prince has a call: Shen Tingyang, the secretary of the country's superintendent, came to see him." A eunuch ran out of it, sweating profusely.

Shen Tingyang took a regular suit, bowed and saluted, his left hand naturally covered the Yunyan supplement, and walked in.

"It turns out that he is Shen Tingyang!"

"Hey, why does the prince want to see the people of the country?"

"What kind of national eunuch, I'm afraid it's to fight the autumn wind, right?"

Shen Tingyang was angry and funny when he heard the discussion behind him, for fear of hearing more unbearable criticism, so he accelerated his pace.

Song Hongye followed closely behind Shen Tingyang, turned his head and glanced coldly at these open-mouthed East Palace officials, and shook his head slightly: These people don't have a door to speak, they are really not people who do things.

The two of them walked in a straight line with the eunuch who was talking, only to hear Shen Tingyang suddenly cough dryly and slow down. The eunuch in front of him also slowed down and glanced back.

Shen Tingyang took a step forward and arched his hand: "I am tired of my father-in-law on a hot day, and I didn't ask for the name of Gao." With that, before handing it over with both hands, a small ingot, weighing five taels, had already been stuffed over.

Song Hongye knew this kind of way, and there was no difference between a small official seeing Shangguan. You have to find out the mood of your boss first, so that you don't get in a hurry, and you won't be hurt by your boss's smile.

The eunuch quietly pushed the silver back: "Our family Tian Cunshan is good, and the seal is by the prince's side." ”

"Grandpa Tian!" Shen Tingyang didn't mind, put away the silver and arched his hand again. It's just this back and forth, he knows that Tian Cunshan doesn't look down on him and refuses to accept money, but deliberately befriends him, which should be a mutual expression of affection. Otherwise, there is no need for this eunuch to report his official position, obviously because he is afraid of being looked down upon by Shen Siye.

"The prince is urgent, let's go faster, if we have anything to say, we'll talk about it later." Tian Cunshan was afraid that Shen Tingyang would not be able to pay attention to it, so he said it more and more explicitly. In the end, he is a person in his thirties who can mix with the seal, where does he not know that the prince has the heart to cultivate his wings? These days, as long as the prince is willing to say a few words in person, regardless of officials or officials, as long as he can be a person and do things, he will have a role to do in the future, how can he not make friends?

Shen Tingyang smiled slightly, said "exactly", and followed Tian Cunshan in. It's just that when he left, he still had a hidden worry in his heart, and he was afraid that the prince would ask him to borrow money.

Zhu Cihong has returned to the dormitory from Anyuan. One of the cleaned rooms was used for resting, one for books, and one for the minister's office. As soon as he sat down and spread out the paper, he saw Tian Cunshan come in to report that Shen Tingyang had already arrived, waiting to be summoned.

For Shen Tingyang, Zhu Cihong has heard of his name for a long time.

After the death of the Ming Dynasty, Shen Tingyang scattered all his family wealth and organized sailors to resist the Qing Dynasty. After being captured, Hong Chengchou wanted to let him go in his old relationship, but he did not waver and finally became righteous in Suzhou.

In his previous life, Zhu Cihong knew the loyal and brave deeds of this Chongming man.

And he also knew that the Shen family was the largest sand boat gang in Chongming, mainly engaged in Liaodong and North Korea business. Coupled with Shen Tingyang's close relationship with the Fushe, if the imperial court really wants to move the capital to Nanjing, this person is an excellent spokesperson.

"Xuan." Zhu Cihong said loudly.