Chapter 9 Zhao Yunli (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

Zhao Yunli did not appear in the banquet hall after changing his clothes, the most important thing these eunuchs lacked was the ability to step on the low and worship the high, so they naturally did not dare to fight with the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion and the prince, and there were also some courtiers' daughters who came to talk in the name of acquaintance, but Zhao Xuefu had been sitting sullenly on the side after Xiao Mufeng was deflated.

Lin Qingji is full of poetry and books, and he is full of talent, coupled with his handsome appearance, chic and uninhibited nature, which aroused the admiration and admiration of the wealthy aristocratic sons and ladies at the banquet, but I don't know if this admiration is purely out of style or the origin of the son of Zuo Xiang. The Jin Dynasty was originally open to customs, and women who saw their favorite men could boldly give purses and other personal things to express their hearts, not to mention that they could appreciate the style at the banquet, so at the end of the banquet, Lin Qingji received a stack of sachets and handkerchiefs, although there was no eye-catching woman, but it was too arrogant and rude to openly discard the things given by others, and ordered the guard Lin Ming next to him to collect it and then pulled Lin Qingzhi to prepare to go home.

At the end of the banquet, the sun was already setting in the west, Lin Qingzhi was in danger of being slighted by Zhao Yunli, Lin Qingji happened to be absent, and when he heard Rongyue talk about it on the way back, he shouted that he wanted to turn the carriage and find Zhao Yunli to get angry for his sister, and after being finally stopped by Lin Qingzhi, he complained that he didn't tell him in time.

The sunset reluctantly sprinkled the glow of the setting sun between heaven and earth, and the carriage drove out of the palace gate and went straight to the Xiangfu, although the boring banquet did not make Lin Qingzhi feel any interest, but Zhao Yunli's behavior made her think deeply, and lifted the sedan curtain to look across the sky where the remnant sun was like blood, but there were ripples in her heart.

At the end of each year, it is the time for performance evaluation, to say that Zhao Hai'an, whose political performance has been rated as "excellent" every year for the past five years, is known as a parent official who is honest and honest and deeply loved by the people, how can he teach his children who are domineering and lustful, Lin Qingzhi faintly felt that something was wrong in her heart, staring at the scenery outside the window where the sky was sinking and the shadows of the trees were waving, and her eyebrows fell into contemplation. After about two quarters of an hour, I shouted a few words and saw their figures disappear into the thickening twilight.

A Dalian went to Hangzhou at night to investigate Zhao Hai'an, and A Er went to the most famous Fenghua Street in Luoyang City. Fenghua Street is full of music workshops, dance workshops and green buildings, such as Nangong Xuan of Yisheng Fang is the best at Konghou, a song is hard to find, tickets have been lined up to two months later, the Wanxin girl of Yirenju is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is also an extraordinary appearance Luoyang City won the name of this year's Oiran, but the art is not sold out, but what you can't get is always the best, countless people can not get a glimpse of the threshold, it is said that in order to spend a good night with the Wanxin girl, these dignitaries and wealthy businessmen have privately bid for 10,000 taels of silver.

At ten o'clock in the night, the drum had already beaten to the third watch, and Lin Qingzhi didn't have any plans to sleep peacefully, still holding a book and leaning on the brocade couch and reading quietly, Rongyue also sat next to Lin Qingzhi with a needle and thread and quietly embroidered a purse, the night was silent, and occasionally there was a crackling sound in the charcoal basin. After another half an hour or so, Ah Er's figure knocked on the door and entered, only to hear Lin Qingzhi's eyelids slightly raised, revealing watery black eyes, "how"

"Zhao Yunli has lived in the princely mansion with his mother and sister since he entered Beijing two days ago, and he has been to Fenghua Street the day before yesterday and last night, and he went to Yirenju the night before yesterday to see the Wanxin girl, and he was beaten up and thrown out, and he went to the drunken red mansion last night and tonight, and he didn't come out when his subordinates came back." Ah Er bowed and said.

"The capital is not like Hangzhou, he can cover the sky with one hand, no matter how powerful Uncle Guo is, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous, not to mention that now he is too busy to take care of himself, Yirenju can be a big family, naturally the forces behind it are not so easy to offend, and if you can't get cheap, you naturally have to retreat." Lin Qingzhi dropped the scroll, picked up the silver scissors in the moon-melting basket and cut the curled blackened wick, and the light instantly brightened a lot.

"Continue to stare at Zhao Yunli, and report any movement immediately." Lin Qingzhi said calmly.

"Yes, the subordinates retired." Ah Er took two steps back, turned around and disappeared into the thick night.

"Ah Er has improved a lot recently." A warm smile appeared on the corner of Lin Qingzhi's mouth.

It's just that few people know that the controller behind Yirenju is the Lin family, and now in the troubled times, all parties have lost their strengths, if they don't have their own intelligence agencies, they don't have their own armed forces, after all, they are just fish and meat on the knife board to be slaughtered, but the time varies sooner or later, Lin Chengde has secretly cultivated a lot of forces over the years, but he has never thought about it, he just wants to protect himself, and now the princely family raises staff and samurai guards are also tacit rules, and no one questions anything.

Two days later, Lin Qingzhi took a soft sedan chair disguised to bypass most of Luoyang City and came to a small door in King Ning's Mansion, stopped, and walked in. Xiao Mufeng has the Shadow Guard in hand, and it is not difficult to check the file of the annual official evaluation, but he got a copy of the file in half a day, Lin Qingzhi looked at the file carefully, and sure enough, as he expected, all the records in the file were praise.

Xiao Mufeng saw Lin Qingzhi's eyebrows raised lightly, and the corners of her mouth curled to know that she had made a discovery, and hurriedly asked, "But what did you find?" ”

Lin Qingzhi smiled: "All the files contain Zhao Hai'an as an official and honest, but do you still remember that the clothes of Zhao Yunli's brothers and sisters seen at the poetry meeting a few days ago are all made of Shu brocade with inch by inch of gold, Zhao Hai'an is an official in Hangzhou, and his children are also in Hangzhou most of the time, why can they easily get the famous tailor-made clothes of Shu brocade produced thousands of miles away?" If Zhao Hai'an was really so incorruptible, how could they wear such a precious Shu brocade? β€œ

Xiao Mufeng's sword eyebrows twisted lightly and fell into deep thought, and Rong Yue raised his voice: "I know, there is also a possibility, that is, the things they wear are all rewards from the queen. β€œ

Lin Qingzhi took a sip of tea, and said with a faint gaze: "I don't rule out this possibility, Hangzhou has always been a rich place, with developed commerce and trade, and rich businessmen gathered. β€œ

"Zhao Hai'an's nephew Zhao Yuncheng." Xiao Mufeng said suddenly: "After the poetry meeting two days ago, I was as suspicious as Ah Zhi, so I ordered the Shadow Guard to investigate, as expected, the dignified Jin Dynasty, important department positions were actually controlled by these cronyistic moths, and in the long run, even if Southern Chu, Southern Wu and Khitan do not come to cut down, I am afraid that my Jin Kingdom will also fall into the boiling mud and algae of public resentment and be unable to extricate itself, which is really a shame for the country." When Xiao Mufeng said about the atmosphere, he smashed his fist on the back of the carved sandalwood chair, which made Rong Yue tremble.

"Brother Mu doesn't have to worry too much, at least we now know who is fighting for the tiger, they don't have long to live happily, there is a famous Qinglou Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Hangzhou, Zhao Yunli has always been greedy for women, so he is a frequent visitor to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, last winter because he loved a girl named Ning Xiang, repeatedly asked to see the son of the judge, but Ning Xiang was with the son of the judge of the Du Cao Yun envoy to perform the gift of clouds and rain, and stabbed two people to death in anger, and then it was his father Zhao Haian who came forward to coerce and lure him with money. At that time, Wu Chong, the judge of the Liupin Capital Caoyun Envoy, was jealous of his father's official position, and even more jealous that he belonged to the power of the queen's relatives, if he complained, he could not please not say, the prince would ascend the throne in the future, I am afraid that the official position is not guaranteed is a trivial matter, and the life of the whole family is not guaranteed, this Wu Chong Wu Lord was secretly brought back to Jinling by Ah Da in the name of returning to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and he also brought an old bustard from Xiaoxiang Pavilion, who was placed in the Beijing suburb garden in the house at this moment" Lin Qingzhi held the tea cup and said slowly.

Xiao Mufeng bowed slightly, "Since Zhao Hai'an can be evaluated every year in the political review, the officials in charge of the rating are naturally inseparable, and all ratings must be approved by Yang Que, the secretary of the ministry, before they can be reported. ”

"Brother Mu knows that Lord Zuo Tingyuzuo, the servant of the ministry, heard his father mention that he and Yang Que don't seem to be on good terms, so Ren Shilang has not been promoted for more than five years, maybe you can start with him." Lin Qingzhi's eyes were like water, and she said quietly.

"Okay, just do as you say." Xiao Mufeng took the stove in Lin Qingzhi's hand, opened the lid of the stove and put it in with tongs, took the red-hot coal, covered it and handed it to Lin Qingzhi.

The firecrackers in Jinling City in the New Year are noisy, a joyful atmosphere, every family reunites behind closed doors, the street is not as lively as usual, but the children are seen in pairs with firecrackers.

In the Zhaoyang Palace, the royal annual banquet is also arranged, and the emperor who is dressed in the new clothes of the Ming and Huang dragon robes is also in good health, and he sits on the top dragon seat with a change of malaise and decadence in the past, and the smile is gone, the queen mother is sitting on the right side, Princess An and Princess are smiling coquettishly next to her grandmother, and the queen who is sitting on the left side of the emperor with a phoenix robe and phoenix crown is bowing her head and talking to the emperor, looking like an ordinary couple who raise their eyebrows and love harmoniously, but they were born in the royal family, and they are also in the center of the whirlpool of power. All this harmony is just a faΓ§ade.