Fang Xuanling's home in Daxing is a small mansion located in a dilapidated alley.

Don't look at the small house, his father also spent a lot of money to buy it back then, this is a Jingshi, a place where every inch of land is valuable.

The servants who remained here to serve him were six.

His father Fang Yanqian can still study diligently in Daxing for his son, so among these six subordinates, one is a housekeeper in his sixties, and the remaining five are yellow-faced mothers-in-law in their forties and fifties.

As for the young maid in the original house, she was taken by Fang Yanqian to Changge County (now Changge City, Henan).

Although Fang Xuanling was admitted to a jinshi, to be honest, it felt the same as not being successful, if he didn't take this jinshi, it would not be too difficult for him to find a nine-rank petty official.

So he felt that the pearl was dusty and depressed.

Fang Xuanling has nothing to do all day, and it's not interesting to stay at home, so he spends most of his time wandering around Daxing like a street runner, and he has also made a lot of friends.

When he returned home that day, the old housekeeper handed him the transfer document sent by the ministry.

Fang Xuanling's eyes lit up instantly.

This document is familiar to him, the last time he was transferred back to Daxing from Xi (xi) City, it was also this kind of document, could it be that the grandfather who was far away in Changge County gave him activities behind his back?

So he hurried back to the study, lit the oil lamp, and picked out the sealing wax.

"Record?"

"Hedong Wangfu Records?"

Is this a subordinate official of the county king's mansion?

Fang Xuanling was stunned.......

The records of the palace are from the seventh grade, which is higher than his current grade, but for Fang Xuanling, he is definitely unhappy.

Although he is only a feather cavalry lieutenant at the moment, he is at the feet of the Son of Heaven anyway, and he will have a chance in the future, but if he becomes a subordinate official of the palace, if he refuses to release people in the future, he will be chained for the rest of his life.

This is a county king, not a prince, and there is a big difference between the two.

What's more, the struggle between the government and the opposition has become a fire and water, and the king of Hedong is the son of Yang Guang, the king of Jin, and I will go to make him a subordinate official, and I can't say that I will be implicated in the future.

It's not good.

Suddenly, Fang Xuanling felt that it was good for him to be a feather cavalry captain.

But the orders have come down, and it is not appropriate for him not to visit them.

Early the next morning, Fang Xuanling boarded the only carriage in the family and headed to the Jin Palace.

In fact, Yang Ming didn't go out today, just waited for Fang Xuanling at home.

He thought that this kid should have been appointed, and since he got it, he would definitely have to come to meet his new leader.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, someone from the palace came to report, and someone asked to see him.

Yang Ming asked the other party to take the other party to a meeting room in the mansion.

"Is that you?"

When Fang Xuanling saw the half-baked face that walked in from outside the door, he stood up suddenly, and after being stunned for a long time, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Don't you tell me that you are the king of Hedong?"

Yang Ming waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, and then he sat opposite Fang Xuanling:

"I heard that Brother Xuanling has been idle recently, and there is a shortage in my house, so I asked for someone from the ministry, Brother Xuanling, don't blame me for being abrupt."

Abruptness? This is obviously a fright, I really poured blood mold, I knew that I wouldn't drink your two pots of wine that night, and I would have done this?

Fang Xuanling said, "Don't dare, don't dare."

"How? When will Brother Xuan Ling take office? Yang Ming smiled.

I don't want to go...... Fang Xuanling said with a solemn face: "In the lower virtue is thin and talented, it is really embarrassing to have His Royal Highness, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to do it, and I am afraid that I have not been able to close my eyes since I got the order last night, and I am really afraid of delaying the important affairs of the palace, and I am ashamed of Your Highness." ”

Yang Ming heard it, and the other party was saying: I can't do it, can you change it?

Hearing this, Yang Ming's facial expression did not change at all, he just looked out of the hall,

"Brother Xuanling, please look!"

Yang Ming pointed to a withered jujube tree in the courtyard and said slowly:

"Since last year, this jujube tree has gradually become a withering elephant, the branches and leaves are yellow and rout, I have found someone to treat it, and the person said that it needs to be pruned and pruned, and the soil needs to be changed and fertilized."

"The king said to the man at that time, 'You just have to go and cure it, and if it can't be cured, I will bury it in the ground and use it as fertilizer.'"

Hearing this, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he naturally heard the threat in the other party's words.

Yang Ming continued: "This king was just a joke at the time, but the person was frightened, and he guarded this jujube tree every night and took care of it, and within a month, the jujube tree sprouted and rejuvenated, and the king rewarded him with two hundred dollars on the spot, Brother Xuanling felt that these two hundred dollars were worth it?" ”

Good boy, didn't I just drink your two jugs of wine? You remember it well.

"Value! It's not worth it," Fang Xuanling thought to himself, what would happen if he said that it wasn't worth it?

Yang Ming smiled and asked again, "When will Brother Xuanling take office?" ”

"In three days, you can take office," what else could Fang Xuanling say? If he didn't go, he was afraid that he would be buried.

Yang Ming got up and waved his hand and said: "Then congratulations to Brother Xuanling, in three days, there will be a carload of wine with Brother Xuanling and go to Hedong together." ”

Fang Xuanling hurriedly got up and saluted: "Your Highness raises love, Xuanling should do his best,"

.......

After sending Fang Xuanling away, Yang Ming called Xu Jing again:

"Which of the drinks sold by Jingshi are not bad?"

Xu Jing thought that Yang Ming bought it himself, so he said: "It belongs to the 'spring mash' brewed by Liu Baiyuan, a person from Hedong in the old Wei Dynasty, and this wine is very popular among nobles in Daxing and Luoyang." ”

"How's the price?" Yang Ming asked.

Xu Jingdao: "Sixty dollars a catty,"

It's too expensive...... It seems to be more expensive than wine, and a pot of wine has to be three or two catties.

Yang Ming said again: "Is there anything cheaper?" ”

"Why does the master need to buy wine?" Xu Jing said strangely: "In the cellar in the house, there are a lot of privets, flower carvings, and Shaoxing yellow brought back by the prince from Jiangdu, and the master wants to drink, so he can go and get it." ”

It was Daddy's cellar, and I could drink it, but I didn't dare take a cart out and give it away.

Besides, didn't Fang Xuanling claim to be virtuous and talented? Then you can't drink good wine.

Yang Ming said: "In this way, you take a carriage out, find the cheapest wine in the market to fill a cart, and set off with Fang Xuanling in three days." ”

"Oh...... It turns out that the master is going to give it away, then I understand,"

Xu Jing has been waiting with Yang Ming since the full moon, and naturally knows what Yang Ming means, so he set up a carriage and horses in the palace, called three or five house slaves, and went to the southernmost Lifang of Daxing.

In the East and West markets, there are cheap liquors, but they are definitely not the cheapest in Daxing.

The cheapest is in the south of the city, and five dollars can buy a catty.

Xu Jing understands Yang Ming,

So when he found a small wine shop in the south of the city, but the business was excellent, he said directly to the boss:

"Load the car, a pound of wine for three taels of water."

.......

Three days later, Yang Ming personally saw off Fang Xuanling, and took out the four jars of flower carvings from his father Yang Guang's cellar, and instructed Fang Xuanling to give two of the altars to Dou Qing, the Taishou of Hedong County, and the other two to Li Jing, the Cheng of Hedong County.

Fang Xuanling glanced at the four jars of hardcover wine, and then at his own car full of yellow clay jars, and felt the gap in his heart.......

Is this the wine you gave me?

You're too picky, aren't you?