"Call me when it's time." Zhu Chengjun got into the car and looked up at the roof of the car with the back of his head in his arms.

When the soldiers crossed the border, everyone was in danger. Money, fame, status...... Everything that has been won with great difficulty will come to naught in a few days, and it is very likely that the life of the individual will not be guaranteed.

The carriage is claustrophobic and the pedestrians on the road are sparse, at this moment it seems that the whole world has calmed down, Zhu Chengjun's heart is full of ups and downs, full of emotion, we were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, although the life is not very good, but step by step towards the rejuvenation of the powerful country, so that the national pride of his generation far exceeds that of the previous dynasties, on the other hand, the national pride can only recall the history of the strong Qin Tiehan, the glory of the Sui and Tang Dynasty.

Iron riding beacon smoke, prosperity will eventually be burned.

Everything that has been won by a thousand hardships is only lost in a snap of a finger.

It's just that I just want to live now, and if I don't die, it's a big deal to start over. Retracting his mixed thoughts, Zhu Chengjun sighed deeply: We can't see the day when the Mengyuan court will fall and the Han people will recover. A generation has a generation's mission, and in this life we are destined to endure humiliation, and the glory can only be created by future generations.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Chengjun suddenly had the feeling that he was a stupid bird that didn't fly, and that he would hatch an egg and let the next generation fly. However, if you are born at the wrong time, what can you do if you don't do this. However, as the ancestor of the Zhu family, we will not lose a single brick and stone on the road that should be paved, and we will definitely save enough for our grandchildren to 'pull the flag and rebel'...... It is all the resources needed to 'drive out the Tartars'.

Alas...... Don't think about it, everything is too far away, and we don't have a son yet.

Zhu Chengjun secretly decided that if he didn't die this time, the baby-making plan should also be put on the agenda.

"Big brother, Miss Yang is not in the grain store, she is at home." Xu Xiao went down to inquire and came back to report.

So unfortunate? Yang Ying, a workaholic, is actually nested at home, which is rare.

"Go to her house." Zhu Chengjun glanced at the gifts in the small half carriage, and said in his heart: When we meet for the first time, Old Man Yang should not be too little. Wow, we are not a door-to-door proposal, and we don't need a luxurious row of red makeup.

When you come to visit, as long as you don't carry two strings of plantain (empty-handed), it's not rude.

Yang Ying's father's name is Yang Jiezhi, like his father Zhu Hanmo, he is a middle-aged sour scholar who is not diligent, does not distinguish between grains, and is not good at managing family finances.

In this state examination, Yang Jie's ranking seems to be ranked third from the bottom, and he actually overtook his father's Sun Shan by two heads. Those who 'slash' are cautious, diligent, and solid. Lao Yang Qiren is indeed the same as his name, his heart to seek fame is as solid as a rock, and his ambition is unwavering. Sure enough, people have a clear goal, and perseverance for it, and they can see the moon if they can endure loneliness.

Feeling that the carriage stopped, Zhu Chengjun half-lifted the curtain and instructed Xu Xiao, who was driving, "Say goodbye." ”

"What......" Xu Xiao thought that he had heard it wrong, when did the eldest brother become so solemn.

"I haven't asked my eldest brother yet, how to write this 'worship post'."

Xu Xiao scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and he had the impression that the eldest brother had never used this thing.

Of course, Zhu Chengjun has never officially visited anyone's home.

"In one sentence, I'll put pen to paper." Other people's fathers may be at home, Zhu Chengjun is not good to tell Menziming directly that he is here to find Miss Yang, this kind of approach is abrupt and rude.

The format of the ancient worship post is as follows: title + position + place of origin + name + word + honorific + worship.

Title? We are grass people, position? It's not a position where the official status comes from. Zhu Chengjun suddenly discovered that there is only one serious profession in this era, that is, being an official, and the others ...... It's hard to get into the hall of elegance.

We are modest, even if the title of Xie Yuangong is forgotten, if it is written, it will inevitably be suspected of vanity and showing off. Go to someone else's house to show off your might? We can't do this, forget it, if we can be simple, we immediately wrote with a pen: 'Zhu Chengjun Hengshu worships'.

Xu Xiao handed over the greeting post, and only a moment later, Yang Jiezhi actually went out to greet him in person.

"Duke Xie Yuan's visit to the cold house, I hope to forgive me." Yang Jiezhi was quite flattered.

"Take the liberty of bothering, Master Yang is not strange." Zhu Chengjun didn't see the figure of the Yang Ying sisters, and he was disappointed.

"Xie Yuan kilometers are please!" Yang Jie bowed and asked.

Zhu Chengjun bowed his head to Yang Jie, and was courteous and thoughtful.

Yang Mansion is a three-entry courtyard, although it is not a large family, it can be regarded as a well-off family with a solid family. Zhu Chengjun noticed that the wall was a little old, and it should have not been repaired for some years, which shows that Yang's grain store has not accumulated much money in recent years, and it may also be that the family expenses are also large, and there is no more spare money to decorate the house.

"The humble house is shabby, don't be surprised by Zhu Gongzi." Yang Jiezhi's face was slightly ashamed.

When he was young, his wife made money to support the family for him to study, and after his wife passed away, his young daughter took over the grain business. It can be said that the burden of the Yang family's life all falls on the shoulders of Yang Ying, who is only eighteen years old.

Witnessing the situation of the Yang family, Zhu Chengjun suddenly sympathized with Yang Ying, both children made money to support the family for the widower father to study and gain fame, the only difference is that he is a man, but Yang Ying was forced to become a female man.

Yang Jiezhi was supported by his father and mother when he was young, supported by his wife after marriage, and supported by his daughter when he was old, and he did not make any contribution to this family at all, and he was like a rice worm. Zhu Chengjun exchanged a few words with Yang Jie, but he couldn't stand the sage chapter when he opened his mouth, and his eyebrows were about to burn, Zhu Chengjun had no time to spend time with him, so he had to speak bluntly to explain his intentions.

"Zhu Gongzi wants to talk to the little girl about business?" Yang Jiezhi was surprised, Xie Yuangong was actually a keen businessman. The four major industrial and commercial banks of Shinong, the last of the merchants, are the group with the lowest social status, Yang Jiezhi can't help but despise Zhu Chengjun a little, and it is normal for him to treat Zhu Chengjun like this under his deep-rooted and low-grade existing concepts.

"It's a matter of urgency to come here this time, and only Ling Yan can help with this matter." Zhu Chengjun saw that Yang Jiezhi's face sank instantly, and said in his heart: A rice worm father still wants to take care of the family's affairs, but he has asked if he is competent enough?

Yang Jiezhi finally came to his senses now, at first he thought that it was Xinke Xie Yuangong who looked down on him, but now it seems that the visit is just a blessing.

"It's very unfortunate that Zhu Gongzi came, and the little girl is entertaining guests in the backyard." Yang Jiezhi didn't look like he was lying.

"Daddy......" Yang Ying jumped in, and when she saw Zhu Chengjun, who had not been seen for many days, Yang Ying came up with a happy face, and said crisply: "Brother Zhu, did you come to visit Daddy?" ”

"Ying'er......" Yang Jiezhi glared at her little daughter who had no ladylike demeanor.

There was a pedantic father staring, Zhu Chengjun dispelled the idea of breaking into the backyard, and said to Yang Ying with a smile: "In addition to congratulating Yang Juren this time, I also have some matters in the grain store that need to be discussed with your sister in person. ”

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my sister......" said Yang Ying, who was about to pull Zhu Chengjun.

"Ahem...... Yang Jiezhi coughed lightly.

Yang Ying secretly grimaced, and immediately turned around and bowed lightly to Yang Jiezhi, and said softly: "Don't worry, Daddy, my daughter knows what to do." Suddenly, Yang Ying suddenly jumped up and slapped her little hands, and exclaimed, "Daddy doesn't want to prepare for the provincial exam?" Why don't you go to Wen Shu? ”

"Right...... Wen Shu is important, ......" Yang Jiezhi gently waved Zhu Chengjun, and then instructed Yang Ying: "Ying'er, you will entertain Xie Yuangong on behalf of your father." ”

Yang Ying obediently responded, and when she saw her father gone, she returned to her innocent nature.

"Let's go, follow me to my sister."

Yang Ying grabbed Zhu Chengjun's wrist and went straight to the backyard, completely forgetting her father's warning.

When he came to the backyard, Zhu Chengjun saw a long-lost figure.

"Ying'er, how do you lead him to the backyard." Yang Ying glanced at her sister.

"Ahh Hee-hee...... I forgot. Yang Ying stuck out her tongue at her sister and master Mingjing.

Receiving a man in the backyard, Yu Li was not in agreement, and Yang Ying had to give up if he didn't want to drive people away.

"Congratulations, Duke Xie Yuan." Yang Ying beckoned Zhu Chengjun to sit down.

"I should congratulate Shopkeeper Yang below, and it is a wish for Ling Zun to go to high school."

Yang Yingjiao's face was relaxed, and she lowered her head and sighed lightly, if Sun Shan had to come back and then take the exam, when would it be the end. Putting aside the distractions, Yang Ying poured a cup of tea for Zhu Chengjun and asked, "I don't know why Zhu Gongzi came this time." ”

Zhu Chengjun glanced at Ming Jing, who was masked in white gauze, turned to look at Yang Ying, and said, "I got the news that the Yuan soldiers on the West Road have already pulled out their camp and marched eastward, and they will pass by Zhongli County in a few days. The Yuan soldiers are savage, and we need to deal with them as soon as possible. ”

"Coincidentally, Zhu Gongzi and Sister Jing actually thought of going together." Yang Ying smiled.

Zhu Chengjun smiled, looked at Ming Jing and asked, "I don't know if Miss Jing has a way to deal with it?" ”

Ming Jingxiu's eyes drooped lightly and shook her head, indicating that there was nothing to be done.

Yang Ying knew that Zhu Chengjun was active, and every time he said that he was coming to her to discuss, he had already had a plan in his heart, out of trust in Zhu Chengjun, Yang Ying said bluntly: "Presumably Zhu Gongzi has a good plan in his heart, and there is a place where the Yang family needs to work, despite the order, the little woman will not cooperate." ”

"A good idea? Don't dare to be it, whether you can save your life or not. Zhu Chengjun smiled self-deprecatingly, even if he used up all the cleverness in his head in the face of thousands of troops, the results achieved were very small.

"Is there really no way? The imperial court ...... "The words later, Yang Ying couldn't go on.

The prayer faction of the imperial court has long been secretly communicating with the Yuan court, and they have frequently flattered. In today's situation, everyone is in danger, and the scholar class is too busy to take care of themselves, who has time to care about the life and death of ordinary people.

"Tell me what you're going to do." Mingjing said quietly.

Zhu Chengjun took a sip of tea and cleared his throat, and said: "The situation may not be as serious as you and I imagined, in the first battle of Dingjiazhou, the Yuan general Boyan Zhiyong won, and the three armies of the land and water were divided into three armies to attack Jia Nidao, and the 130,000 army was scattered for a while. In the near future, Boyan will wave his army to occupy Jiankang and enter the two Zhejiang, and the situation of Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty, is getting worse day by day. The army pressed the border, the momentum of Jiangdong has gone, and then the Yuan court will implement a political edict to the Song court, and the main surrender faction of the Song court will have the upper hand, and the city will surrender within this year. The purpose of this army passing through Zhongli County this time was to gather Jiankang to exert further military pressure on the Song court, so they would not stay long. ”

"In that case, their damage to the county is limited." Yang Ying asked.

Zhu Chengjun nodded and said: "Emperor Yuan took the advice of the Central Plains Scholars, and repeatedly ordered that soldiers should not be allowed to burn, kill and loot the common people, of course they did not dare to be too presumptuous, but harassment and local destruction were still inevitable. ”

"Talk about your response and what we can do to minimize the damage." Mingjing said.

Zhu Chengjun said: "We can organize the people and welcome the Yuan soldiers into the city......

Before Zhu Chengjun's words fell, he was interrupted by Yang Ying.

"You're crazy! Wouldn't it be more convenient for the Yuan soldiers to slaughter? Yang Ying thinks that there may be a glimmer of life when she escapes at this time, what is the difference between this and washing your neck and sending it up, is she gambling on how much mercy and mercy Yuanbing has?

"Ying'er, he has a point." Ming Jing saw that Yang Ying didn't listen to Zhu Chengjun's previous words at all, and explained: "What he means, the more people gathered, the more jealous the Yuan soldiers become, and killing a hundred people and killing a few people in full view are two completely different influences." Since the upper echelons of the Yuan court had clear orders to restrain their subordinates, they did not dare to make a big killing. ”

"At the end of the day, it's still going to be dead." Yang Yingxiu frowned and asked, "There is no better way?" ”

When Yang Ying asked, Zhu Chengjun, Yang Ying, and Ming Jing were instantly silent.

This is the fate of the slaves of the dead country, humble as ants.