"Ah, it's Mei-sama!"

He Donglai was so taken aback that he wanted to kneel. This Master Mei hurriedly raised his hand to support him, "This is outside, please don't be polite!" ”

Jian Qing looked at this person, she definitely didn't know it. This person also moved his eyes to Jian Qing, and saw that the young man was wearing a very shabby sheepskin jacket and a pair of single pants, and he didn't shiver, this cold day showed the firmness of his will, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to Jian Qing.

"You two, please take a seat, there is no one else at my table, what do you want to drink, I have a treat!"

"How's that going to work?" He Donglai is worthy of being a businessman, and when he saw that this Master Mei was drinking a pot of Lao Junmei, he asked for a pot and chatted while drinking.

After chatting a few words, Jian Qing knew that this Mr. Mei was a scholar in Shandong and the nephew of Mei Sizhong, Marquis of Ruyang.

Mei Sizhong was a general of the rebel army who started fighting at the end of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and after the army, the Northern Yuan chopped his father into meat sauce. Mei Sizhong first took refuge in the two hostile forces of Emperor Jiayou, and only took refuge in Emperor Jiayou two years before the Northern Yuan was destroyed, that is, in the twenty-third year of the Yuan Dynasty.

When Mei Sizhong defected to Emperor Jiayou, he surrendered the city, and his original follower, Zhang Shicheng, killed several of his brothers. Mei Yin's father is one of them.

Two years later, Emperor Jiayou ascended to the pole, the first year of Jiayou, the great hero, Mei Sizhong was named the Marquis of Ruyang for his military exploits.

Mei Yin was raised by him, read poetry and books since he was a child, had a strategy, was good at bowing horses, and had a respectful character, and was valued by Emperor Jiayou, and was selected as a concubine a year ago, and was named Shandong Xuezheng half a year ago.

Since Jian Qing was coming to Jinling, she naturally inquired about the personnel of the Jiayou Dynasty clearly, and her father also analyzed her clearly. As soon as she heard about Mei Yin's position, she already knew that this was the master of the horse, the future husband of Princess Ningguo.

Marrying the daughter of a person who killed his uncle's entire family, Jian Qing didn't quite understand the idea of a monarch in this era.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Jian!" Mei Yin exclaimed, "When the teacher was in Beijing, I received a lot of guidance from the teacher. It's great that the junior brother is back in Beijing! It's a pity that the senior brother is not in Beijing, so he can't take more care of the junior brother. ”

Jian Qing waved his hand, "Master Mei doesn't have to be polite. Now my father's lineage has entered the lowly family, and he has no face to see the old man again. ”

After all, it was not the apprenticeship banquet that Jian Qing had set up before leaving, and his father also specially explained that although there were many people in Beijing who had been instructed by him, but after all, there had been no apprenticeship banquet, and time flies, things are people, if you can not climb, try not to climb.

Mei Yin was very sad to hear this, Jian Chong's family was demoted, and he was not even ten years old at that time.

On the first day, he read the first part of "The Analects of Politics" at his husband's house, and he memorized it at night, and the next day he ran to his husband's house in a hurry, but the house was in a mess, and the round-faced maid who always made tea for him on weekdays was gone, and the master didn't know where he went, and the little sister of the fan group was gone.

"You are?" Mei Yin's eyes widened.

Jian Qing was taken aback, she already understood, did Mei Yin know something? She hurriedly got up and bowed her hand to Mei Yin, "Senior Brother Mei, I am Jian Qing, my father's eldest son, I guess Senior Brother Mei still has some impression of me." ”

Mei Yin didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he was curious, could it be that the little sister of the year was gone? Or was it just what he thought? He glanced at He Donglai out of the corner of his eye, and didn't dare to ask again, so he had to press the doubts in his heart and ask some about the current situation of Jian Chong's family.

"Two or three months ago, when my father was conducting an autopsy in Beiquan Village, he was framed by Jiang Zhonglin, the county commander, and he couldn't afford to be sick. The younger brother is incompetent, the family has no overnight food, and there is no money to extend the treatment of his father. This time I went to Beijing to be able to seek a position in the capital and earn an extra two taels of silver to support my parents and brothers. ”

"Seriously? We don't know any of these things! Mei Yin was annoyed, "I just hate that I couldn't ask the emperor to take back his life, and I demoted Mr. to such a place, not to mention, and he was also a lowly member." ”

Jian Qing didn't dare to comment on the emperor, she smiled, "This is all in the past, the emperor's order is greater than the sky, and he doesn't dare to resist the decree." Moreover, even if he is a lowly citizen, his father has not fallen into the ambition of Honghao over the years, and he is dedicated to the people, and in the past thirteen years in Lingqiu County, there has not been a single unjust, false and wrongful case. ”

Mei Yin agreed, "What kind of errand does the junior brother want to get a job?" But as long as there is a senior brother who can help, the senior brother will spare no effort. ”

"Naturally, it's still the same profession, and it is natural for the son to inherit his father's business." Jian Qing said with a smile.

But Mei Yin had a look of unbearability on her face, but she was helpless. Jane's lineage has already entered the lowly family, so he can only inherit his father's business and do some work that cannot be put on the table.

If you want to change, you can only do it slowly.

Thinking that back then, Mr. was full of talent and top gun, who would have thought that he would fall into such a situation today?

"Ying Tianfu Yin Zeng Zuochao and my senior brother I am old acquaintances, I repair a book, and my junior brother brings it over, for the sake of the thin face of the senior brother, Zeng Zuochao should find a suitable errand for the junior brother. What do you think? ”

Simplicity is naturally unwanted. He Donglai was about to speak next to him, but Jian Qing held him down, "It would be great if I could have a senior brother to take care of me." ”

"Senior brother guilty!" Mei Yin is a scholar, different from Zhao Di, Mei Yin's reading is a real self-cultivation, and the Ping family governs the country and the world, and he feels guilty is really guilty, "When the junior brother came back, the senior brother was supposed to escort the junior brother to Jinling, but he was on official business, and he did not follow the order, so he did not dare to leave his post." ”

Of course, Jian Qing can understand, and she is very grateful to her for holding up the tea bowl, "Anyway, the friendship of senior brother, Jian Qing will firmly remember that Jian Qing replaced wine with tea, toast senior brother, and thank senior brother!" ”

Mei Yin was quite relieved to see that Jian Qing was so upright and generous.

The next day, Mei Yin got up early in the morning and came to the city gate to send Jian Qing, he wanted to send fifty taels of silver to Jian Qing as a ceremony, Jian Qing waved his hand and refused, "I have silver on me, if I am really short of hands, I will naturally ask my senior brother, between you and me, we are not outsiders, we should not follow these false courtesies, right?" ”

Mei Yin knew that Jian Qing was guarding his character and refused to accept favors easily, so he was no longer reluctant and instructed Jian Qing, "If there is really something difficult, be sure to ask someone to tell the senior brother that this place is not far from Jinling, and it must be reached in a short time, so you must not be polite." ”

In a blink of an eye, you can already see the city wall of Jinling City, towering, the city is majestic and the king is steaming, the real treasure of the world, the place where the tiger stands on the dragon plate.

"Jinling" two big words, embedded in the tall city gate, with the armor of the sergeant standing on the city tower, the warm winter sun shines on the polished soldiers, one after another cold light flickering, the shadow is general, highlighting the emperor's domineering spirit.

Jian Qing came out of the carriage, she looked at the gate of Jinling City, straightened her clothes, took a step, and walked inside.

"Why doesn't Brother Jane take the car?" He Donglai asked.

"I've never been to Jinling, I think I still walked in, and I just happened to see the prosperity and magnificence of this imperial city."

Emperor Jiayou was the founding emperor of the country, slaughtering heroes without mercy. The mood of the hundred officials who go to the court every day is heavier than going to the grave, at least, if they go to the grave, they are going to the grave of others, but the court may be going to the grave for themselves.

The two moods are very different, and the heaviness is difficult to describe.