Fang Xiaoru and other students in the trial hall couldn't beat the school inspection, and the other party was not afraid of the bureaucrats behind them, so they could only watch the beauty being snatched away.

Shame!

It is unreasonable to raise people and meet soldiers.

Hu Hanshan stood aside and paid the teacher to the priest: "One table is one tael of silver, and a total of ten tables is ten taels of silver." ”

"The beauty is two coins of silver, and a hundred beauties are a total of twenty-two taels of Ming treasure banknotes, but they have to be counted."

The Teaching Department was flattered, but he didn't expect that the ridiculous bastard Hu Hanshan could still pay the Teaching Division.

There is an old monk next to him who has been paying attention to the situation here, originally wanting to observe the people's feelings, and see the people in the trial hall getting together, whether there is any complaint against the court.

If you don't want to make progress, you will only complain about the readers, but you can't hire them.

The old layman didn't expect Hu Hanshan to come over to find trouble again, and he wouldn't care about the fight between juniors, if he didn't give Daming treasure money, it wouldn't work.

The old monk saw that Hu Hanshan had given a lot of money, and bowed his head lightly with satisfaction: "You kid is persecuting scholars again." ”

Hu Hanshan heard a familiar voice, looked over, and saw the old monk sitting not far away.

Speeding up his pace and walking over, Hu Hanshan sat on the official hat chair and said, "Look at what this is, the official uniform of the Biao Pattern Complement!" ”

"I didn't expect it, boy, I'm already a six-rank military attaché."

Zhu Yuanzhang watched Hu Hanshan show off his official position in front of him, held back a smile, and congratulated: "Then congratulations to Hu Baihu on his promotion, don't you invite us to have a drink for such a happy event." ”

When Hu Hanshan heard the old man's congratulations, his heart became more beautiful, and he waved his hand: "Someone!" Give the best table to the Malay in the county, beauty ........"

Hu Hanshan thought that the old monk was a half-monk who ate fasting and recited Buddha, hesitated, and glanced at him.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought that Hu Hanshan was not sure whether to recruit a prostitute for a layman, so he was about to open his mouth to refuse, but before he could say anything.

Hu Hanshan smiled, and the arrangement was not leaky: "Go find a Qingqi person who has never budded, and dress up as a nun to send the old monk to the wing." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyelids trembled, and what he wanted to say froze on the side of his mouth.

Jiang Zhen was stunned, someone actually openly recruited prostitutes for Emperor Hongwu, and it was still a nun.

This is a miracle that has never been seen in the Ming Dynasty since the founding of the country.

Hu Hanshan winked his eyebrows at Zhu Yuanzhang, and without waiting for him to refuse, he directly dragged the old monk to the secluded wing.

Jiang Zhen had never seen such a strange thing, and he didn't ease up for a while, and when he reacted, Zhu Yuanzhang was already sitting in the wing, and the Qingqi man dressed as a nun also entered the wing.

Jiang Xuan was suddenly drenched in cold sweat, and the auspicious longevity pattern silk on his back was all soaked, and he was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand up: if Hu Hanshan was an assassin, his whole family's head would not be able to be saved.

Fortunately, Hu Hanshan, as the eldest son of Prime Minister Zuo, would not assassinate Emperor Hongwu, and Jiang Zhen looked at him and was much more happy.

Hu Hanshan locked the door of the wing, clapped his hands, and walked back with a smile on his face.

bumped Jiang Xuan's shoulder and gave him a look that all men understand.

Jiang Zhen was stunned, wanting to open the copper lock, but he didn't dare, stretched out his hand back and forth many times, and finally could only stand at the door of the wing room.

I only heard a soft and tactful voice from inside.

"Please also have mercy on the poor nuns."

Jiang Zhen was stunned again, neither sitting nor standing, and had to perform the duties of a guard if he wanted to leave the door.

I could only stand at the door with anxiety.

The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold.

Hu Hanshan had breakfast early the next morning, and happily took Li Jun to the Jiaofang Division.

When he came to the door of the wing, Jiang Zhen guarded the door like a Lu Zhishen-like door god, but it was just one night that made this Lu Zhishen exhausted, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been working hard for several days and nights.

Hu Hanshan showed an understanding and sympathetic look, and patted Jiang Zheng's majestic shoulder: "It's hard work, get out of the way, the county horse is about to open the door." ”

Jiang Xuan saw Hu Hanshan as if he had seen a savior, and quickly let go of the door.

"Click-"

With a crisp sound, the carved wooden door of the wing room opened, and the old man walked out of it, his eyes also bloodshot.

Hu Hanshan raised his eyebrows, and said with a hint of respect: "You are really a dragon and a tiger, look at this bloodshot eye is tossing for a night." ”

"The young masters of Zhedong are ashamed of themselves."

Zhu Yuanzhang coughed lightly, a little embarrassed and a little speechless: "We want to redeem this little nun named Qingyu case, but I didn't bring Daming treasure money when I went out, you see ......"

Hu Hanshan arranged for this cardamom little nun, just to ask the old layman, and he had to do things to the end, so he patted his chest directly and said: "Look at what you always said, I have already redeemed the Qingyu case last night." ”

Hu Hanshan clapped his hands, and several sedan chair drivers walked in with a satin bat-patterned official sedan chair.

The little guys immediately flinched, not daring to stop them in the slightest.

The satin bat-patterned official sedan chair has been parked at the door of the wing, and when a Qianqianyu hand lifts the front curtain, no one in the official sedan chair sees the appearance of the Qingyu case.

Hu Hanshan waved his hand and motioned to the sedan chair drivers to carry the official sedan chair to the house that had been prepared a long time ago, and gently touched the old layman's shoulder: "Don't worry, you can rest assured, everything is arranged." ”

"The kid has a three-entry private house near the Confucius Temple, and it will be under your old name in a while, and he will live in the private house after the Qingyu case."

It's not arranged, it's too appropriate.

Zhu Yuanzhang witnessed this series of proper arrangements with his own eyes, and couldn't help but ask: "You kid really don't want to enter the palace?" With your ability to do things, I believe that it will not take a few years to become the second Yuansheng father-in-law by the emperor's side. ”

Hu Hanshan knew the identity of the old layman, and he should be the senior brother of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, so he arranged the Qingyu case, which is known for his spiritual tongue.

Hu Hanshan knew that the old layman's words were sincere, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't mention this matter when you are old, there is no one descendant, how can you cut off the roots of the descendants." ”

"Don't mention this matter in the future, the kid hasn't enjoyed enough rich days with a group of wives and concubines."

Before Zhu Yuanzhang walked out of the gate of the Teaching Workshop Division, he looked like he had already seen through Hu Hanshan: "Say, how much tea will be sold this time." ”

Hu Hanshan doesn't always like to say polite things like a scholar, so he smiled: "You always look at the purchase, no matter how much you buy." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang is most disgusted with the twists and turns of the bureaucracy and gentry, and admires Hu Hanshan's straightforwardness: "You can do this well, so let's do it, in the future, Fuchun tea will be the tribute tea in the palace." ”