Zhao Wenhua returned home and patiently waited for Yan Shifan's silver to arrive, but he didn't expect to wait for ten days and didn't wait for the silver.

He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and boarded the ship again, wanting to go to Yan Shifan to reason, how can you talk without words?

The ship has just been gone for a day, and it has not yet left the boundary of Ningbo. That night, when the moon and stars were scarce and the river was artesian, Zhao Wenhua sat in the boat, depressed.

When the literati are depressed, they look at the bright moon in the sky and the flowing water under the boat, and naturally want to compose a poem.

I don't know what kind of problem this is, obviously after finishing the poem, I won't solve any problems, and the 150,000 taels of silver I owe to others are not less, but I just feel a lot better.

Therefore, for the literati, composing poetry is like wine without money, and writing a good poem is similar to the effect of drinking a pot of good wine.

Zhao Wenhua was frowning at this time thinking about the first line of poetry, many masterpieces were written when the poet was most depressed, such as Du Fu's "Ascending" and Li Bai's "Shu Dao Difficult".

But the two of them are penniless at most, and they have never owed anyone 150,000 taels! Therefore, Zhao Wenhua felt that he would definitely be able to write a wonderful poem that shook the past and the present.

Readers of future generations, please look forward to it, this will be the first good poem in history to be born because of the huge amount owed to the imperial court!

Then he felt a little pain in his stomach, so he rubbed it with his hand, it still hurt, and then rubbed it. The more it hurts, the harder it gets, and the harder you rub it!

Then he felt something in his stomach straining with him, and the pain was unbearable, and he could only rub it desperately, hoping to relieve the pain.

Poof, a hole in my stomach was rubbed! The intestines flowed out, and Zhao Wenhua looked at his stomach blankly, with an unbelievable expression.

From ancient times to the present, among the officials recorded in history, is there a person who died as miraculously as me? Rubbing your belly and disemboweling yourself?

Damn, it can't be Yan Shifan's doing, right? With this last thought, Zhao Wenhua's masterpiece has undergone a huge change.

"Lao Tzu treats you as a cow and horse, you treat Lao Tzu as a monkey, not only don't you help me pay back the money, but you also fucking chop me ......" Before the poem was finished, Zhao Wenhua fell on the board of the boat, and a black insect spurted out of his stomach with blood, fell into the river, and was washed away by the river without a trace.

At dawn the next day, the boatman found the dead Zhao Wenhua and was so frightened that he hurried to the shore to report to the official. Zhao Wenhua has served as the left waiter of the Ministry of Industry for a long time, and he has also served as the secretary of the Ministry of Industry for a few days, after all, he was a second-class official, and the local officials did not dare to slack off, recorded truthfully, and reported to the imperial court.

Yan Song was sad for a few days, and tentatively asked Jiajing if he could die and be bad, so don't ask for debts.

Jiajing closed his eyes and was silent, pretending to dream of the immortal master, and Yan Song had no choice but to give up and stop mentioning it.

Although this death method is extremely strange, what is surprising is that Zhao Wenhua's death method is extremely consistent with the real history.

It's just that how he rubbed his stomach in real history is also a mystery for the ages. "History of the Ming Dynasty": "Wenhua was sick and sick, and was condemned to lie in the boat, Yiyi didn't talk to himself, and his abdomen was touched overnight, and his internal organs were out. He died. After learning of Zhao Wenhua's death, Yan Shifan rubbed it with great satisfaction: "The Gu technique is so powerful, it seems that Xiao Qin is not without a chance of winning with Miao Jiang as the foundation of the uprising." Gradually, while rubbing each other with Yan Shifan, he smiled coquettishly: "Although the Gu technique is powerful, it is not as good as you think, and there are too many restrictions, otherwise the Holy Envoy would not have to wait until now." It's okay to use Gu art in assassination, but if you really want to use it in war, it can only be in Miao Jiang, out of Miao Jiang, the power is not great" Yan Shifan's interest in Gu art became stronger and stronger, and he adjusted his posture to make it convenient for himself gradually.

"Gradually, what do you mean when you say that Gu art is too restricted, I don't think it's difficult for you to give Zhao Wenhua a Gu?" Gradually licked his lips: "The first limitation of Gu art is Gu refining. Gu refining is not just a matter of finding a few poisonous insects, it costs a lot of poisonous insects, and the probability of success is not high. Think about it, why does Gu art only flourish in Miao Jiang? Miao Jiang has also gone out a lot of Miao people, why haven't these Miao people been able to spread the Gu technique? Yan Shifan realized: "The land of Miaojiang, 100,000 mountains, dense forests and deep grass, poisonous insects everywhere. Only such a place is the most suitable for Gu refining. Gradually, he licked his earlobe, and said with a smile: "In addition to the need for poisonous insects, Gu refining also needs a suitable climate, the darker and damper the place, the more suitable for Gu refining, so the geographical restrictions are also very large." Moreover, even if they refine into Gu, these Gu will die. The more advanced the Gu, the more picky it is about the environment. The highest-level heart Gu will not survive for thirty days without leaving Miao Jiang! The intestinal Gu I gave to Zhao Wenhua yesterday is relatively low-level, so I can keep it by my side all the time, and high-level Gu will not live long in an environment like the capital. Yan Shifan twisted it hatefully: "Even if it's a low-level Gu, it's fine!" At that time, if I knew that you had this means, I should have given Xiao Feng a trick. Think about it, he was arrogant above the court, and when he was talking, suddenly a Gu worm burst out of his stomach, and that scene ...... "Yan Shifan fell into a reverie, that scene, it's enjoyable to think about!"

Xiao Feng must have been so frightened that he clutched the hole in his stomach and shouted for help in horror. Jiajing will definitely jump up and shout: "Who can save my junior brother!" God, I can't live, I'm killing someone......" and then he comforted Jiajing indifferently: "Long live, don't be overly sad, it's important to take care of the dragon's body, you just cry to death, Xiao Feng can't crawl out of the coffin anymore!" But you still have me, and my father, we can still help you prosper the Ming Dynasty, and we can also help you cultivate immortals and ascend, as long as you listen to us! Jiajing will definitely hold his hand excitedly: "God, God, I am fortunate to have you!" East Building, East Building, how can I live without you! Gradually, his hand became stronger, Yan Shifan almost became excited, and suddenly came back to his senses from his reverie, regretfully finding that this scene was not true.

"Master, don't think about this. Not to mention that Xiao Feng won't drink with you, even if he has the opportunity to give him Gu, this level of Gu can only deal with a powerless guy like Zhao Wenhua. I heard the high priest say that back then, she helped the White Lotus Sect and secretly probed a brocade guard to pierce the intestine Gu. That secret agent has good kung fu, and he was killed by the true qi in his body both times. In desperation, the high priest could only refine a flying Gu that he had raised on his body for many years into a gut-piercing Gu, and finally succeeded. With Xiao Feng's current strength, plus the fact that he still has a suspected Bliss Divine Skill in his body, let alone the Gu-piercing Gu, most of the Gu are estimated to be difficult. Yan Shifan suddenly realized: "No wonder Xiao Qin cooperates with Miao Jiang, but he is not afraid of being calculated by Miao Jiang, with his skills, I am afraid that there will be fewer Gu who can affect him." He nodded gradually, and hummed twice: "There is a third point, the power of Gu poison is also directly related to the ability of Gu people to refine and control Gu people. I will give Xiao Feng a Gu, but if the High Priest directly attacks him, maybe he will be able to do it. It's just a pity that the high priest will never leave Miao Jiang before he becomes a Gu God, so you don't have to count on her to help you take revenge. Yan Shifan's fiercely moving hand suddenly stopped: "Gu God? Can a man become a god? What does it look like to become a Gu god? Will it turn into a big bug? He snorted dissatisfied, and motioned for him not to interfere with his work.

"No one has ever seen what a Gu God looks like, because no one has ever succeeded. It is said that the Gu God is still a human body, but it is much stronger and stronger than a human, and it is almost invulnerable. The most important thing is that Gu gods can refine, raise, and lower Gu as they want, without being subject to the various restrictions of ordinary Gu masters. Gu gods can refine a large number of Gu overnight, and they can also control all Gu at the same time. Within a radius of ten miles from the Gu God, its aura can protect the Gu worms, allowing the Gu worms to survive and use anywhere. These are the legends of the Gu gods, but they have never succeeded. If the High Priest really became a Gu God, then she was the most powerful god in the world. Yan Shifan's face was cloudy: "If this is the case, Miao Jiang is really the lord of the world, but Xiao Qin is just a puppet." But I don't believe it, I haven't seen an immortal for so many years, even if the high priest becomes a Gu god, it's just a stronger Gu master. Just by name, I can still be called a lewd god! Gradually, she didn't care about Yan Shifan's disrespect for the words of the high priest, she never cared about the good and evil in this world, right and wrong, she just relied on her own preferences and did it casually.

She pushed Yan Shifan down on the cart, pounced on Yan Shifan's body, and giggled.

"Whether you are a prostitute or not, I have the final say, and it is not too late to brag when you can defeat me. If you defeat me, maybe I'll be able to help you get back on your feet! Now that you're in these two positions, I'm a little tired of it! Yan Shifan was overjoyed, and hurriedly expressed his efforts: "You...... Yes...... Can you really help me get back on my feet? Gradually, he stopped talking and began to enjoy his artistic life, Yan Shifan didn't dare to speak again, for fear that he would lose his breath.

At this time, the high priest who was bent on becoming a Gu God was waiting for Xiao Qin to send someone over. Xiao Qin has been taking people out for a long time, and she is going to catch the patrol according to the imperial history, it is said that she has not found it yet, and the whereabouts of this patrol according to the imperial history are uncertain, and it is too difficult to find.

This term of the patrol imperial history is not as famous as Hu Zongxian, and it belongs to the mediocre type. And extremely diligent, since he arrived in Miaojiang, he has not lived in the Imperial History Mansion on the edge of the General Soldier's Mansion for a day.

In fact, there is no government for the imperial history, because the imperial history is not a fixed official, but a temporary official, and the scope of activities is also large, so it is not suitable to build a government in a certain place.

Therefore, the general patrol of the imperial history is to temporarily lease houses as residences in various places, and the imperial court will reimburse them. The rented yard will be temporarily hung with a sign, even if it is a patrol of the Imperial History Mansion.

Miao Jiang's current patrol of the Imperial History Mansion is next door to the General Military Mansion, which is also a traditional rule, and the relationship between these two officials is a mutual check and balance and mutual cooperation, and living close to each other is conducive to work.

Moreover, the situation in Miaojiang is special, and it belongs to the front line where accidents may occur at any time. The General Military Office is outside the separation wall, and it is heavily guarded, and the closer it is to the General Military Palace, the safer it is.

However, except for Hai Rui's first day in office, after eating an extremely light and tasteless meal with the chief soldier of Miao Jiang, the chief soldier has not seen this colleague again.

He threw his wife, daughter, and wife in the Imperial Governor's Mansion, and plunged into the real Miaojiang area inside the wall with his entourage and started his work.

The chief soldier repeatedly advised him that it was dangerous inside the wall, and it was best not to stay for a long time, but Hai Rui did not listen. The general soldier had no choice but to send him ten soldiers for personal protection.

Because Hai Rui is not only the inspector of the imperial history, but also the student and politician of Miaojiang, he is very busy. The duties of the imperial historian include explaining the imperial court policies to the Miao people and visiting the local toasts.

When there was a fight between the Miao and the Han, they had to judge the case together with the Tusi. In case of a fight or dispute, or even friction between the Miao Jiang and the Ming army, Hai Rui had to coordinate with him to help the general army reduce the big thing to a small one and avoid intensifying the conflict.

The work of Xuezheng is more complicated, shouldering the important mission of spreading Ming culture into Miaojiang. Because Ke Zifan lost the debate in the court, Da Tusi had to allow Hai Rui to build schools in various parts of Miao Xinjiang to teach the Han people the Four Books and Five Classics.

However, whether the small toasts from all over the country fully cooperate, whether the school can not be opened, and whether there are students to study when it is opened, these are all specific problems that Hai Rui has to solve.

Several of his scholars were sent down by Hai Rui at every turn to pull students from Miao people's homes. The Miao people are not very interested in reading, and prefer to let their children go up the mountain to chop firewood and herd pigs.

When the school officials come back from eating the closed door, they will be scolded by Hai Rui, and when they go to pull the students, they will be scolded by the students' parents, which makes them all miserable, and they will pool money to drink together and scold Hai Rui to relieve their boredom.

Everyone is a reader, and scolding people must also have style, so everyone drinks too much and improvises poems and scolds, and whoever scolds the most literary will be exempted from his share of money.

Of course, Hai Rui heard about it, but he didn't care, saying that there were many people who scolded me, and you were the oldest. As long as you can pull students into the school, you can scold them!

And since you like to write poems, the official will give you pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, copy all kinds of persuasion poems a hundred times, and post them in front of every house, so as to convince people.

These scholars wept and mourned, and searched their stomachs to think about the persuasion poems of various dynasties and generations, and each copied a hundred sheets, and their hands were swollen.

what

"If the young don't work hard, the boss will be sad", what

"The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late", what

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book...... Unexpectedly, when they went to the door of each house to post poems, the parents did not express their opposition anymore, and looked at them with a smile.

There are even parents who said that yesterday the wind was strong and blew away, can you post another one! The students were very encouraged and went back to tell Hai Rui that everything was going in a good direction!

As a result, after a few days, everyone realized that it was not poetry that was popular, but paper. The people of Miaojiang rarely have the opportunity to get such a strong and clean paper, which has many uses.

You can cut shoe patterns, you can paste windows, you can paste walls, and you can also stuff them into clothes to keep out the cold. The only consolation is that no one uses it to wipe your butt because you can't bear to.

Although Hai Rui has a spirit of perseverance, he is also a little at a loss at this point. There are really unbearable school officials below, who secretly write a complaint.

It just so happened that the official in charge of receiving the complaint letter in the Ministry of Rites was a strict party, and when he saw that he was complaining about Hai Rui, he immediately thought that Hai Rui was recommended by Xiao Feng, which was a good opportunity!

So he hurriedly took the complaint letter and discussed it with Yan Song, and the next day Yan Song handed it to Jiajing at the small court meeting.

"Long live, Hai Rui is a scholar and politician in Miaojiang, and he is radical and clumsy. Not only did the mission run badly, the school was not good, but also had conflicts with the local people. Moreover, this person is arrogant and domineering, oppressing the scholars, and the scholars all hate him, and write poems behind his back to scold him as the 'King of Haiyan', which shows that he is a cruel person. Long live, Hai Rui was recommended by Lord Xiao, and I don't know if Lord Xiao didn't know Hai Rui well, so he recommended it rashly, or did it intentionally? Jiajing sighed in his heart, this is the rule of officialdom, who recommends, who is responsible.

What does it mean that you recommend officials and are approved by the imperial court? This means that the imperial court gives you face and has a huge trust in you!

And if the guy you recommend is not doing well, or even doing bad things, then the person you recommend will also be implicated.

Because you have betrayed the trust of the imperial court, you have lost the face that the imperial court gave you! And you don't know people, which means that you are either not capable or have ulterior motives!

That's why the style of partisanship is never extinguished. Because the sponsor and the referee are a community of destiny to a certain extent.

If something happens to the referee, the referee is embarrassed; If something happens to the recommender, the referee will also be implicated, who made you a group?

Hu Zongxian's great contribution in history is because his original promoters were Zhao Wenhua and Yan Song, and in the end he failed to die well and died in prison.

Therefore, the recommender and the referee, for the sake of common interests, can often only shield and protect each other.

As soon as there are many such cases, it will naturally become a network, and then evolve into a partisan.

"Senior brother, this Hai Rui seems to be a little incompetent and excessive. I remember that you don't know him very well, you seem to have met in Fujian? Hearsay is inevitably biased. In the face of Jiajing's crazy hints, Xiao Feng smiled slightly and followed Jiajing's words.

"What the senior brother said is not bad, but he is indeed not very familiar. After eating a meal, I almost got into a fight. But I recommended him precisely because of his bad temper. Jiajing blinked, feeling that his junior brother understood his hint, but he didn't fully understand it.

But in front of everyone's eyes, he can't prompt too much.

"Senior brother, Miao Jiang is located in a remote area, Wang Hua has not opened, he only knows Tusi, and he does not recognize the imperial court. Therefore, it is necessary to build schools, open up the wisdom of the people, and let the people learn the way of loyalty and patriotism. Jiajing nodded, there must be nothing wrong with this, the key is whether the person you recommended is good.

"Treating Miao Jiang is similar to treating Tibetan areas, it can't be soft or hard. Where there is a wild place, the people are fierce, it is difficult to move an inch when it is soft, and it is hard for swords and soldiers to meet each other. Only when the hardness and softness are moderate, can both parties feel comfortable and communicate happily. And you can't be brute at the beginning, the action should not be too big, you have to try it. Wait until the other party adapts, then you can slowly increase the speed of action and accelerate the speed in order to achieve the best effect. This is the beginning of everything, as long as the other party lets us in and starts, there will be no fierce resistance later! ”