In the faint light, the man shook deeply.

"Under the surname Huang, a native of Ningbo, Zhejiang, this year's new science and technology jinshi, awarded the Ningguo Mansion officials. After arriving at Ningguo Mansion, I found that the original pusher was still in office, so the officials corrected the mistake and ordered me to go to Songjiang Mansion to serve as a pusher. My servants and I disembarked from the canal, and just after passing Tongli, we encountered robbers. ”

When Han Ximeng heard this, he sighed.

It turned out that this person was going to his hometown of Songjiang to take up his post, and he, the official of Songjiang, and himself, the people of Songjiang, were now trapped in the bandits' den. The bandits in the Susong area are so rampant.

Han Ximeng continued to ask: "Sir's suspicious enemy, can he have a name?" ”

Mr. Huang calmly explained the reason.

His enemy is called Shen Tonghe. This person is also the son of this year's who went to Beijing to take the exam, and spent a lot of money in Beijing to buy the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and was able to take the exam in the same house as his in-law Zhao Mingyang.

Zhao Mingyang's knowledge and literary talent are excellent, and after he finished writing the article, he wrote it on behalf of Shen Tonghe and asked him to copy it. No, Shen actually took Huiyuan.

On the same day, in the Tribute Academy of the Ministry of Rites, some candidates knew about it, just because Shen Tonghe's father was the governor of Henan, and the candidates did not dare to offend the Shen family.

Mr. Huang thinks that the children of the official family are blatantly corrupting, where is the law of the Ming Dynasty? How can such a deceitful and famous thief become an official? On the day of the release of the list, he used mud to paste Shen Tonghe's name and asked Yousi to investigate thoroughly. The Ministry of Rites re-examined and verified it separately, and found that it was really just a person who knew how to write and ink, and Zhao Mingyang confessed, so the court sent the two to the border.

After listening to this, Han Ximeng said in his heart, this Mr. Huang is obviously a high school jinshi, and the fraud of the candidates in the same field does not affect his personal fame and official position, but he is still not afraid of the powerful, and he wants to take out justice to defend himself, this temper is very similar to his late father.

Zheng Haizhu, who was wearing a mosquito net on the side, as a traverser, could not help but complain secretly.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty are really more and more strange than the other. The officials gave the jinshi an official, and they even made a mistake about the prefecture and county where they took office. Then, the son of a high-ranking official cheated in the scientific examination, and the high-ranking official was able to find the underworld to kill the whistleblower without saying a word.

Whether it is a vegetarian meal in the corpse position, or there is no fear, the rule of the officials is already in a mess, no wonder, in less than 30 years, the Ming Dynasty will be finished.

I only heard Han Ximeng ask more and more respectfully: "Can the little girl ask Mr. Daming?" ”

"The name is respectful, and the words are really long."

What?

Zheng Haizhu was taken aback. Fortunately, the darkness concealed her expression.

Huang Zunsu ...... Isn't that the father of Huang Zongxi, a famous thinker in the late Ming Dynasty, one of the seven gentlemen of the Donglin Party?

If history is not mistaken, he would have been arrested and imprisoned ten years later in the last year of the Apocalypse for offending the eunuch Wei Zhongxian, and committed suicide in prison, only in his early forties.

In Yuyao, Zhejiang, there is now a cemetery of Huang Zunsu hidden in a large plum garden.

Jinshi in the last years of Wanli, a native of Ningbo Mansion, was first awarded the Ningguo Governor, a less common name, and his deep voice is neither old nor too young...... All the information can be matched, and the person in front of him should be Huang Zunsu in history.

A year ago, after Zheng Haizhu gradually adapted to her identity and began to implement her own livelihood plan, Han Ximeng, a Songjiang socialite and the founder of "Gu Xiu", who was admired by later generations, was the first historical celebrity she took the initiative to find.

And Huang Zunsu, who is the second celebrity, bumped into it.

Zheng Haizhu couldn't help muttering, if Huang Zunsu would not have died in this kidnapping and revenge, then what was the reason for his escape?

While he was thinking about it, the wooden door of the shed was opened, and the previous mother-in-law stepped in with a meal, and a small oil lamp was placed on the tray.

The mother-in-law has sent food to Huang Zunsu in the past few days, and she was not surprised to see him standing in the greenhouse, and then saw Zheng Haizhu hanging a mosquito net, and her heart immediately chirped sourly - young and good-looking little girls are really popular, this nerd is about to be a ghost, and he does not forget to tie up with a beautiful woman.

The mother-in-law handed the food plate to Zheng Haizhu, turned around and got out of the stinky livestock shed.

"Miss, it's a fragrant chicken soup, and it's also short-legged green, and the rice looks like new rice steamed." Zheng Haizhu reported briskly.

Although she was in danger, Miss Han had just said that she would eat well, so why should she, as a maid, let the atmosphere be too solemn.

Han Ximeng instructed: "Give Mr. Huang a bowl." ”

Zheng Haizhu did so, and Huang Zunsu did not excuse himself with false courtesy, took the chicken soup, simply sat on the ground, and sipped slowly.

Han Ximeng said to Zheng Haizhu with a sense of humor: "When we were studying art in Suzhou, we traveled to Canglang Pavilion and ate red sheep noodles at the farmhouse by the garden, and we also disliked a few flies flying into the canteen, which was untidy. Now it is rooted in the mosquito and fly pile, and there is a pigsty and sheep pen nearby, and it can be eaten. ”

Zheng Haizhu was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and she ate a few chopsticks and rice before she went to pick up the master's words: "Miss, when I was looking through my brother's books in my hometown in Zhangzhou, I read an anecdote. Huang Tingjian, one of the four scholars of Sumen, was relegated to a small state city, living in a dilapidated house, and outside the window was a pig-killing stall. Huang Tingjian didn't go on, he ate when he should eat, slept when he should, read books and wrote poems, and lived as usual. ”

Over there, Huang Zunsu, who was drinking chicken soup, couldn't help but be a little curious about this young woman after listening to Zheng Haizhu's words.

The most important women's festival nowadays, Miss Qianjin has entered the bandits' den, even if she escapes, the world will look sideways. Although Huang Zunsu hated this rancid concept of not distinguishing between right and wrong and blaming innocent people, he couldn't ignore it, so he kept silent and didn't ask where the two masters and servants in distress in front of him were.

But just now, he had already sensed from the conversation between the two that the maid deduced the reason for the distress for the master, unlike the brainpower of an ordinary maid, and now that she heard it, she really came from a scholar's family, no wonder she was not only calm in danger, but also able to understand the literacy of the literati.

Since Huang Zunsu was approving, he picked up the allusion mentioned by Zheng Haizhu: "What the girl said is true. Huang Tingjian also named his humble room 'Quiet Zhai', which means quiet and self-deprecating. ”

Han Ximeng is also a person who reads poetry and books, and after a little recollection, he said politely: "I remember, this Huang Luzhi Huang Gong also wrote a poem: Dangerous to travel ten thousand, restless to give birth to five soldiers." Hidden incense, the Lingtai is clear and clear......"

"Yes, the five unique songs that Miss said are straightforward, but I like them very much. Huang Gong is an incense maker of the Song generation. ”

"Well, he is also a master of calligraphy, I like his "Pillar Inscription Scroll", if I can embroider it with a needle, it would be good."

In the burrow, the three prisoners talked like this, amid the smell of chicken soup and the smell of pig dung, and did not think for a moment about their current situation as if they were lambs to the slaughter.

At this moment, I heard the chaotic footsteps in the courtyard, and then the voice of the shirtless male duck sounded: "Hey, the second master, why are you here?" ”