Chapter Ninety-Five: Xu Jiexue
In the eleventh year of Wanli, in March, the weather was slightly cool.
Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture.
At this time, an old man of about eighty years old in a red official robe was lying on the hospital bed, breathing with difficulty.
The hall was full of his own children and grandchildren, and he pulled one of his sons and said with difficulty: "After I leave, you must keep a low profile, and don't let people seize the handle." β
"Ahem, cough ....." Halfway through, Xu Jie began to cough violently, and his whole face turned red.
"Father." The sons hurriedly knelt down in front of the bed.
Xu Jie had a faint smile on his face, set his eyes on his children and grandchildren, and finally, closed his eyes tightly, completely losing his vitality.
In this way, the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, the two generations of emperors in the late Jiajing period and the early Longqing period, quietly left this world.
"Father!"
"Grandpa!"
The children and grandchildren in the audience let out a howl of pain.
Beijing.
When the news of Xu Jie's death came back to the capital, the entire capital was shocked.
Xu Jie, as the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, is naturally indispensable for protΓ©gΓ©s, even Zhang Juzheng can be regarded as a student of Xu Jie, and the entire capital fell into a huge shock because of Xu Jie's death.
The day after the news was transmitted back to Beijing, Wanli looked at the ministers in the audience with a sad face at the court meeting, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Xu, your Ministry of Rites has come up with a charter and take care of it." β
Then he faced a thin old man in a red official robe and ordered: "Yu Youding, you are in charge of this matter." β
The old man hurriedly came out of the column and knelt down to receive the order.
Yu Youding is the third person of Jinshi (Tanhua) in the forty-first year of Jiajing (1562) in the Ming Dynasty, the official to the Guanglu doctor, the young master and the prince Taifu, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu into the cabinet, the scholar of the Jianji Palace, and the death of the Taibao, Zhen Wenmin.
In history, the champion Shen Shixing, Wang Xijue of Bangyan, and Yu Youding of Tanhua worked together in the cabinet, and the three of them worked together in the same boat, and there was no suspicion of each other.
For more than 200 years in the Ming Dynasty, Yijia was the same cabinet, but the Ming Dynasty Jiajing 41 years (1562) was only a subject.
Wanli let the household bleeding again, and took care of the Xu family.
Hubu Shangshu is an iron rooster, with a reluctant face, and no one in the entire court knows that the Xu family is known as Xu Bancheng, and there is a need for the court's pension.
However, Wanli opened his mouth, and he, as a courtier, had to obediently accept the order.
Zhang's Mansion.
At this time, Zhang Jingxiu sat on the chair, with a sad look,
After Zhang Yun saw it, he hurriedly relieved: "Big brother, don't be too sad, Xu Taibao is eighty years old this year, which can be regarded as the end of his life." β
After hearing this, Zhang Jingxiu moved his gaze to Zhang Yun, nodded slowly, and then sighed: "Alas, it doesn't matter, Xu Taibao can also be regarded as my father's teacher." β
"He's dead now, and those of us who are juniors have to send him off for the last time."
Zhang Yun originally wanted to shirk, he was still busy training the army, and he couldn't stand Zhang Jingxiu's stubbornness, so he had to follow Zhang Jingxiu.
Of course, he also wanted to see Xu Jie, a legendary figure in this long history.
In history, after Xu Jie's death, his home was also copied, and the numbers copied out behind him were shocking.
It is more than ten times more than Yan Song, who is known as the first corrupt official in the Ming Dynasty.
Even Zhang Yun secretly admired the methods of Old Man Xu's family to make money.
While the Ministry of Rites was drafting the charter, Zhang Yun hurriedly said goodbye to Xu Xi.
This time, Zhang Yun was not going to take Xu Xi there, she had to be busy training cavalry.
"Hmph, it's only been less than two months together, and you're going to have to run around again." Xu Xi folded his arms, turned sideways, ignored Zhang Yun no more, and kept exhaling to calm his anger.
"Sister, I promise you, when I come back this time, I will marry you, how about it?" Zhang Yun hurriedly hugged Xu Xi from behind and said sincerely.
Xu Xi heard Zhang Yun's words, his body shook, and then, with a soft hum, the two hugged each other tightly.
After a long time, Zhang Yun patted Xu Xi's back and said softly, "Ah sister, I should go." β
Xu Xi reluctantly let go of Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun kissed her on the face when he saw this, and then went out laughing.
Xu Xi looked at Zhang Yun's back and shouted, "Don't worry, I will help you train the cavalry." β
Zhang Yun waved in response to Xu Xi as he walked.
Xu Xi chuckled and muttered, "I'm waiting for you to come back and marry me." β
Outside the city of Beijing, Zhao Hu and Han Cheng had already taken people and were waiting there.
This time, Zhang Yun brought Han Cheng's thirty brocade guards, plus 70 Changning soldiers under Zhao Hu.
As soon as the two saw Zhang Yun and Zhang Jingxiu arrive, they immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
Zhang Yun smiled and nodded in response, then waved his hand, Zhao Hu saw this and shouted: "Let's go." β
The whole team set off towards Songjiang Mansion.
On the official road outside Beijing, a team of 100 people is marching neatly, led by two people, one is about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a brocade guard robe, and a flying fish suit perfectly sets off his figure, a handsome young man.
The other man was about 20 years old, wearing a blue robe, a black shirt inside, and a piece of jade hanging from his waist, like a literati scholar.
This group of people is Zhang Yun and Zhang Jingxiu who went out of the capital.
"Big brother, why don't we set off with the people from the Ministry of Rites?" Zhang Yun asked with a little confusion.
Zhang Jingxiu chuckled lightly and explained to Zhang Yun: "If we follow the people of the Ministry of Rites, we are representing the imperial court. β
"If we go alone now, then our identity is just a junior to mourn the elderly."
Zhang Yun nodded, stopped talking, and quietly ran towards Songjiang.
Along the way, the local government saw Zhang Yun wearing the clothes of Jinyiwei, and they didn't dare to ask.
For Zhang Yun and others, it was all delicious and delicious hospitality, and this time it was equivalent to a self-driving tour at public expense.
can take advantage of the public, how could a white prostitute like Zhao Hu let go of this opportunity?
Along the way, Zhao Hu and others ate and took cards, and anyone who could prostitute for nothing was prostituted for nothing, and it was not their own money that was spent anyway.
Zhang Yundu looked at Zhao Hu with some disdain, and scolded in his heart: "I knew that if I didn't bring this kid out, my face would be lost by him." β
Zhao Hu noticed Zhang Yun's disdainful gaze, smiled, and then restrained a lot.
"My lord, come to the front, and you will enter the boundary of Songjiang Mansion." Pointing to a bridge in front of him, he said respectfully.
Seeing that his eyes moved to Zhang Jingxiu, Zhang Yun said with a smile: "Big brother, why don't you take a rest at the post station near here, clean it well, and then go to Xu's house to condole." β
"Alright then, we're already quite a long way ahead of the Ministry of Rites anyway." Zhang Jingxiu nodded.
Before Zhang Yun took Zhao Hu to a post station, Zhang Yun glanced at Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu understood, went up and knocked on the door: "Open the door quickly, we have to rest here for one night." β
"Coming, coming," came a hurried voice of response.
Then, I saw a somewhat obscene man about forty-five or sixteen years old, who opened the door, stretched out half of his body, and looked at Zhang Yun and the others.
As soon as the man saw that Zhang Yun was wearing a brocade guard uniform, and this group of people were all tall and big, and many years of experience told him that these were not easy to mess with, so he hurriedly laughed and said: "Oh, my lord, please hurry up inside." β
Zhang Yun chuckled, nodded, and walked in with Zhang Jingxiu.
The officials of the post station hurriedly greeted the younger brother and led the horses of Zhang Yun and others to the stable, so that they could be served.
Subsequently, the official personally took Zhang Yun and Zhang Jingxiu to the two upper rooms, and he saw that Zhang Yun and Zhang Jingxiu were the leaders of the group.
"That's it, don't dislike the two adults." The official smiled flatteringly.
Zhang Yun looked at this room, although it was a little simple, but even the ventilation in the room was good, the sunlight was good, and the most important thing was clean.
Zhang Yun patted the official's shoulder and said with a smile: "Well, it's not bad, what's your name?" β
When the official saw Zhang Yun asking his name, he hurriedly responded respectfully: "The little one's name is Hu Kai." β
"Hu Kai, I remember you," Zhang Yun patted him on the shoulder and said softly.
When the official heard this, he immediately knelt down.
Zhang Yun waved his hand, asked him to go out, he wanted to have a good rest, and asked him to bring hot water to wash himself well.
Zhang Yun soaked in the hot water, felt the warmth from his skin, and was so comfortable that he almost screamed, and unconsciously lay in the bucket and fell asleep.
"My lord, it's time to eat." Zhao Hu's shouting woke Zhang Yun up from his dream.
"Oh, right away."
Zhang Yun responded quickly, jumped out of the bucket, wiped his whole body, quickly got dressed, and followed Zhao Hu to the table to eat.
Although the dishes on the table are not as good as those in the capital, they are also much better than the dry food they ate when they were in a hurry, Zhang Yun nodded, and everyone began to move their chopsticks.
"Who, eat so well? I don't know, I thought it was a second-grade master. A strange voice came, causing Zhang Yun to frown.
Zhao Hu couldn't hold it back, so he had to do it.
Zhang Yunxun looked for prestige, and saw that the man was about forty-two or thirteen years old, wearing a red official robe and embroidered with a cloud goose on his chest, showing his status as a fourth-grade civil official.
"No wonder it's so rampant, it turned out to be a four-grade civil official" Zhang Yun sneered in his heart.
Zhang Yun saw that he was about to go to Songjiang Mansion now, and he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so he ignored the clown.
Who knows, the more the clown talked, the more energetic he became, pointing at Zhang Yun and Zhao Hu and scolding: "You group of martial artists, you also deserve to dine here?" β
Zhang Jingxiu, who was on the side, heard this, his face was a little ugly, and he wanted to open his mouth to refute.
Zhang Yun pulled Zhang Jingxiu behind him, stared coldly at the person who caused trouble, and said with a smile: "Oh? Tell me, who is qualified to dine here? β
"Hmph, of course it's a gentleman like me." The official's face was arrogant.
Zhang Yun was disgusted when he saw it.
Then, the man continued: "This official is the newly appointed prefect of Songjiang, and now I order you to drive these martial artists out for me." β
After hearing this, the officials of the post station looked embarrassed, on one side was the Jinyi guard, and on the other side was the prefect, and it was not easy to offend both sides.
It was Zhang Jingxiu who showed his identity as a Langzhong in the Ministry of Rites (from Wupin), and the official was a little jealous, so he didn't continue to make trouble, and returned to his room stupidly.
Zhao Hu looked at the back of the official leaving, and said hatefully: "My lord, is it just that?" β
Zhang Yun chuckled: "Forget it? How could it be just that. β
There was a cold look in his eyes.