Chapter 132: The Four Horses in the Capital, the Case is Bright

On the moon on the willow tops, the families in Yongfang have already turned on the lights. Because the emperor did not have a superstitious belief in the so-called Qingliu, he still relied on the two elders who were labeled as flattering parties, resulting in Wanfu and Liu's mansion being crowded every night.

Yang Tinghe also only waited for tea in Liu's mansion, so he took the initiative to leave with interest, and behind him was Liu Zhong, a local prefect and the right attendant of the household department.

When we met in the corridor, because they were a lot lower than other people's ranks, they also took the initiative to give way.

Although I can't remember the name of that prefect, I am a Jinshi who has belonged to Chenghua for 14 years with myself, and now I am already the honor of a mansion.

As for the spring breeze proud of the right attendant of the household department, Liu Zhong is also the same year as himself, this person was still an inconspicuous Guangxi division member of the household department last year, but now he is now the right attendant of the household department and the governor of the grain reserve.

Just when he was still standing still in the position of the Zhengbapin Hanlin review, the person who started obviously worse than himself had already walked in front of him.

Especially Liu Zhong, the right attendant of the household, is not worthy of lifting his shoes in terms of background or fame, but now he can only look up to the other party.

Yang Tinghe came out of Liu's mansion, facing the oncoming night wind, and only felt a sense of annoyance. From the twelve-year-old township examination to the world, to the Guozijian when he entered the school, he was valued by the father-in-law of the then Guozijian, and then at the age of nineteen, he was only a second-class jinshi in high school and was selected as a Shujishi, he is undoubtedly the real pride of the sky.

It's just that since he entered the officialdom, his life seems to have been pressed the pause button, and he has been in the Hanlin Academy for nine years.

Now that the road to promotion has been opened, in order to be able to master the court as an emperor in the future, he has to continue to stay in the position of Hanlin review.

Although after some explanation by the teacher, he knew that Wan An was motivated by good intentions, but when he thought that he would continue to stay in the position of the Zhengbapin Hanlin review, his face was gloomy.

Not to mention some prefects who have become the ruling party in the same year, Liu Zhongdu, who entered the officialdom with him, is already in the third rank of the household department, and he is still the Hanlin review of the lowest official position in the Hanlin Academy.

But...... He is the proud son of heaven, how can he not even be as good as a person from a humble background like Liu Zhong?

"Young master, the young lady knows that you won't eat here, and now you are waiting for you to go back in the mansion with chicken soup!" A servant greeted him and reported respectfully.

Reading the book, Yang Tinghe only felt a rush of anger in his heart, and immediately spit out a word: "Get out!" Although he knew that he was being trained as the future leader of the civil bureaucracy, a small Hanlin editor or Hanlin editor could not ask for it, which made him hate this unfair world at the moment.

Even he was disgusted with the self-righteous emperor, and he was obviously honest and a virtuous monarch in the harem to have a son-in-law with the queen, but he had to be so nonsense.

What is to control salt, what is to strengthen the army, what is to prevent the seizure of the door, this is all nonsense. If you want to govern this country well and create Hongzhi Zhongxing, you can only rely on their rich and wealthy Wenchen, and reuse their proud sons of heaven who understand the way of sages.

If you continue to do it so obsessively, then you will only be separated from Wenchen, and then this high-ranking emperor will be alone, and then you will have to beg their Wenchen to help clean up the mess.

Jiaofang Division, a national brothel. At night, the lights are bright, dignitaries and merry children come one after another, and the place is full of flowers, and the wine table in the private room or lobby is full of warblers and swallows.

"Come on! It's rare that Brother Jiefu takes the initiative to invite, and our four horses in the capital will not get drunk tonight! Sun Gao raised the wine glass in his hand and said excitedly to his companions at the same table.

Xu Yuanji picked up the wine glass, and also put down the cruel words and said: "Our four horses in the capital have indeed not been together for a long time, whoever is not drunk tonight is the grandson!" ”

"Can I still be afraid that you two grandchildren will not succeed? When it comes to drinking, the three of you are no match for me combined! Zhu Qi hurriedly put down his chopsticks and looked very arrogant.

Whether it is in the past life or the future life, there are all kinds of circles, and there are good people who come up with various names, and the four horses in the capital are famous for a while.

By chance, the four of them met in Guozijian, and then formed a small circle, and were even crowned by some more troublemakers

The name of the "Four Horses of the Capital". Sun Gao is the son-in-law of the Marquis of Huichang, although he is the title of a relative, but he is different from some relatives who have empty names.

Sun Gao's great-grandfather Sun Jizong once had the merit of seizing the door, so he was in charge of the heavy army during the Yingzong period, and once commanded the 12th battalion during the Xianzong period.

Looking at the relatives of the Ming Dynasty, they can be in charge of all the Beijing army, I am afraid that there is only the vein of the Marquis of Huichang, so this marquis is not weaker than the ordinary Marquis Wu.

Although Sun Gao's achievements in the country are average, he is already outstanding among the relatives, and he has this prominent bloodline, so he was selected as one of the four horses in the capital.

There are not many martial arts disciples in the Ming Dynasty, and both Emperor Jianwen and Yingzong lost their thrones because they believed in Wuxun too much, but Zhu Yong, Marquis of Funing, was undoubtedly an exception.

Zhu Yong was originally only the earl who inherited his ancestor, but because of his meritorious contribution in leading the army to quell the first Jingxiang uprising, he was named the Marquis of Funing, showing his military talent beyond other martial arts.

Zhu Qi seems to have inherited Zhu Yong's toughness, although his achievements in the country are mediocre, but he can ride and shoot, and he is a good fighter, so they all think that he can inherit Zhu Yong's mantle in the future, so he was selected as the four horses of the capital.

Although Xu Yuanji was not born as a son of a prince, his father Xu Pu was well-known in Shilin, and he was known as a prodigy since he was a child, and his poetry was once famous in Beijing, and his achievements in Guozijian were very good.

In that year, Xu Yuanji was favored by the sacrificial wine and eunuchs of the Guozijian at that time, claiming that he had the talent of the champion.

A Xu family with a prominent background, whose talent is also famous in the capital, and has been so highly praised by the Guozi Priest Wine, is naturally selected as one of the four horses in the capital.

Of course

"It's an hour, big may not be good", this kind of thing happens to many people, and the chancefulness of the imperial examination is indeed very large, even Xu Wei, one of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty, also failed the township examination seven times.

Although Xu Yuanji has one of the four horses in the capital, he has repeatedly failed to succeed, and in the end he can only choose to enter the official shade and become a scholar from the seventh grade.

Sun Gao deliberately stammered Yang Tinghe, who had a promising future, and immediately pointed to the empty cup that had just been drunk and said: "Qingzhu girl, quickly fill it up for Lord Yang, and I wish Lord Yang a high rise step by step!" The woman named Qingzhu learned that the young man she was accompanying was actually an official, and her eyes were a little more affectionate, so she picked up the wine jug and filled Yang Tinghe's empty cup with wine.

When pouring the wine, the fragrant body was also deliberately rubbing against Yang Tinghe's body, resolutely wanting to seduce this most literate young man.

"Let's not talk about officialdom, we won't get drunk tonight!" Yang Tinghe heard

"Step by step" is clearly harsh, and he also stood up with a wine glass and admonished. Sun Gao and the three of them silently exchanged a look, even if they knew that Yang Tinghe had encountered unsatisfactory things in the officialdom, they were probably bent on getting drunk when they called them tonight.

Among the four horses in their capital, although Yang Tinghe is a family of eunuchs and was born in a large Sichuan family, his family situation is not the same as that of the three of them.

It's just that Yang Tinghe is indeed a genius, and at the age of nineteen, he is already in the top two high schools, so he has become the future leader of the civil official group.

Now, the three of them are not as good as Yang Tinghe, and in time, this one will be able to enter the cabinet to worship the prime minister, and the three of them can inherit their father's business or make a fool's life.

It is precisely because of this that the three of them have more or less stammered in the hope that they will be taken care of in the future.

Xu Yuanji was the most frustrated one, but he comforted Yang Tinghe: "Brother Yang, my father also stayed in the Hanlin Academy for twenty years before ......"

"Shut up!" Yang Tinghe heard that Xu Yuanji, a straw bag, actually wanted to talk to him about the tradition of Hanlin official qualifications, and he immediately shouted.

The reason why he was so disappointed tonight was not all because Wan An wanted to continue to press himself on the review of the Eight Pins Hanlin, but because he was worried about his future.

This worry comes from Xu Yuanji's father, his father's mentor Xu Pu. In the planning of their civil official group, the new monarch ascended the throne naturally to reuse the emperor Xu Pu, but the fact is the opposite, instead of reusing Xu Pu, the new monarch is reversing.

This time, there was a vacancy in the Hanlin Academy, and it was Zhu Youzhu who removed Xu Pu's Hanlin bachelor. If he has been working hard for decades, and as a result, the new monarch has dealt with the emperor like Zhu Youjiao, then wouldn't his forbearance be in vain?

Shouldn't you, the pride of the sky, delay most of your life in vain? Xu Yuanji was immediately stunned, but he didn't expect Yang Tinghe to treat him like this.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about officialdom! Brother Xu, don't blame me again! Sun Gao gave Xu Yuan a look, and hurriedly stood up to play the round.

Zhu Qi also didn't want to fall out with Yang Tinghe, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Jiefu, it's all up to you tonight!" As he spoke, he said to the purple-clothed girl on the other side: "I'm still stunned, hurry up and pick up vegetables for Lord Yang!" Yang Tinghe saw the chicken leg brought to his mouth, and suddenly felt bored again.

"Lord Yang, this pork belly is crispy and fragrant, please try it!" The green bamboo girl noticed Yang Tinghe's reaction, and immediately hurriedly picked up a piece of pork belly and sent it over.

Yang Tinghe opened his mouth to eat the pork belly brought to his mouth, and just chewed it a few times, and found that it was indeed crispy and fragrant, and his depressed mood suddenly improved slightly.

Syllable! Zhu Qi patted the fat arm of the beautiful girl next to him, and said proudly: "You also went over to feed Lord Yang, but you are not allowed to use chopsticks!" This girl looked like she was in her early twenties, but she already knew how to do it, so she walked over with her big buttocks, and then put her arms around Yang Tinghe's neck and sat on Yang Tinghe's lap.

Stimulated by alcohol, Yang Tinghe also put his restraint behind him, and greeted him unceremoniously when a cherry blossom came with meat.

"Although the plum blossoms are good, the Langying Creek Bridge, the swallows are affectionate, the empty nest village store, I think about it carefully, how many beautiful people in the world can't make Feng Youluan ......" Xu Yuanji tapped the bowl with chopsticks, and it was also for everyone's fun.

Sun Gao had already held a daughter in his arms, but he said with a little drunkenness: "Your tune is too gentle, and listen to my eighteen touching ......"Ah!

No! Stay back! Several girls cooperated, and in the face of Sun Gao and others' salty pig hands, they immediately scattered and fled in this small private room.

Yang Tinghe's alcohol consumption is actually the worst, after a few glasses of wine, and frequent girls take the initiative to give them a hug, it is here that they begin to release their nature.

For them, this is undoubtedly a real prosperous era, as for the reform, it is completely a fart to take off their pants, and the strong army is just a waste of national funds.

It was late at night, and the curfew had already passed. As a national brand, the Jiaofang Division occupies a large area here, and there are countless rooms, and a large number of officials or nobles' children stay here every night.

Yang Tinghe and the other four not only did not get drunk and did not return, but they were drunk and did not return, but they entered the room with the help of their respective girls, and then cried out.

The next morning, the sun was shining. It was already the end of the song, and just as many people were still asleep, a female corpse covered with a white cloth was lifted out of the sect, as if carrying away an object.

The Shuntian Mansion Yalai came to investigate the scene of the crime, and he was going to carefully examine the corpse, but the middle-aged magistrate who came in waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's it!" ”

"Li Tuiguan, there is no autopsy yet, this is not in line with the process!" When he heard this, he was even surprised.

Li Tuiguan has been in the officialdom for many years, but he glanced at this old man and said: "It's a shame that you have been in Shuntianfu for so many years, some cases need to be investigated well, but some cases only need to go through a process!" This is Lord Fu Yin's explanation, are you going to disobey Lord Fu Yin? ”

"If you don't dare, you will report it by hanging!" When he learned that it was Lord Fu Yin who personally confessed, he immediately knew that the case involved a big man or a big man's son, so he hurriedly expressed his attitude.

But the brighter the sun, the deeper and darker its shadow becomes. Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace. Although Zhu Youzhu is in the center of the capital, the capital seems to be far away from him, especially some people and things seem to have nothing to do with him.

Since he clearly wanted to punish the Wuxun group, there was more corresponding information, and the dynamics of Wuxun and Wuxun's children would be sent from Dongchang to the front of the case.

Although the people of later generations are very superstitious about Jinyiwei, this institution is stuffed with too many children of civil officials and martial arts, and it is still very useful to monitor the people of the capital, but it is probably not so easy to use to investigate the Wuxun group.

"Your Majesty, an official prostitute died in the Jiaofang Division last night! This official prostitute's name is Lan Xiang, only seventeen years old, and she mocks herself in the room of Zhu Lin, the grandson of Zhu Yong, Marquis of Funing. After the investigation of the East Factory, the case was hastily closed before the autopsy began, so he secretly sent someone to the corpse and found that there were two strangulation marks on the neck of the deceased Xianglan! Liu Jin was in charge of screening important information, and even read out the intelligence report about Zhu Yong's grandson Zhu Lin.

Zhu Youzhu was dealing with the music, but when he heard that such an outrageous thing had happened, he was surprised and said, "How dare the Shuntian Mansion be such a child's play?" Who gave him the guts? ”