Shangai County Mujia, a big family that shined in the previous dynasty and has been a secretary for generations.

After the change of dynasty, the Mu family has not been able to enter the eyes of the heavenly family because of its previous convictions, and it is also the turn of Daqin to enter the new dynasty after 60 years of the founding of the country.

There are three brothers in the contemporary pastoral family, and the eldest son, Mu Yong, did not attack the earl, but one of his own brothers and a cousin took the titles of father and uncle respectively.

Although Mu Yong does not have a meritorious title, he is an old man and has something to do at home, and his two younger brothers will ask him for advice.

An old scholar who has just turned 38 years old this year, no one will forget his past deeds.

In the spring of the previous year, he won the championship in one fell swoop, and it has been two years since he entered the Hanlin Academy.

How many people think that if the middle-aged Hanlin Jishu scholar survives for another year or two, he will have to be released to be an official and completely disappear into the officialdom.

But no, Mu Ne's Hanlin Bachelor somehow entered the Heavenly Family's Eyes, and in the past four months this year, he has been promoted to many levels, from Ji Shushi to the trial lecture,

On April 13, he even jumped out of the Hanlin Academy in one fell swoop, and on the same day, he became a subordinate to the matter, and he was on the fifth grade.

In Ruyang City, where the Sanpin Commander is also ready to give way at any time, the rank of the subordinate is very low, but the subordinate is in the Daqin Dynasty in the past dynasties, there are only three people, although they are on an errand under the door, but they are real ministers of the Son of Heaven, just like the Huangmen squire of the previous dynasty.

After Mu Yongrong was promoted to the middle of the door, the position of the middle of the door was full.

After Su Zhi, the son of the Su family in Hongsang County, became a subordinate of Zuyin, he has been in vain for two years.

In addition, the old scholars of the White Horse Academy, there are many big truths, national affairs, if they don't speak, they will be straightforward, and they are well-known ministers and ministers.

There is no Huangmen squire in this dynasty, and the subordinates are important positions in the matter, and at the same time, they are close ministers of the Son of Heaven.

The old scholar likes to speak out, and Emperor Qin often feels a headache, and once said bluntly: "If you say less, I will give you a good word in the future." ”

The emperor's bad intentions can be seen.

Mu Ne's gentle Mu Yong has become the door to the matter, faintly has become the fastest dark horse in the Daqin Dynasty, since the beginning of the four months from the rank of the Hanlin Jishu to the five products on the door to the matter, who can catch up?

The southern families have bet, it is very strange to say, the herdsman is the ancient family of Shangai County, and Shangai County seems to belong to the northern county, because the northern grassland barbarians of Shangai County are guarded by the stratological king, but the entire southern Shilin will regard Shangai County as the south, somehow.

After the door is in the middle of the matter, he must be a step up to the servant, and then he will be promoted to the book in one fell swoop after the two divisions of the official household, and finally go straight to the three provinces, which is the posture that the leader of the Southern Party should have.

Mu Yong did not live in the big mansion of the Mu family on the south bank of Ruyang City, but rented a remote house and did not live in it often, and lived in Menxia Province most of the time.

How many officials of the leaderless Southern Party who carried pigs' heads to worship the temple and sent heavy gifts to the pastoral mansion cannot be counted, but there are definitely a lot.

In the matter, the rank is very low, but the power is great, of course, what those people are asking for is not to be able to catch up with the line, just to be familiar with the face, just to if there is something wrong in the future, if the tone of correction and refutation can be lighter, it will not affect the future, and it will not be embarrassed in front of colleagues.

When Mu Yong has nothing to do, he likes to go to Qingyuzhai alone to eat mutton, probably because Shangai County is adjacent to the grassland, he likes to eat mutton, and he can eat a lot of mutton at one meal.

Mu Yong went out after eating the mutton, and the scholar had already set up a carriage for him.

Mu Yong sat in the carriage and lifted the curtain and said, "I also like to eat Qingyu Zhai's mutton, do you think I should remind that old man?"

The scholar shook his head and said angrily: "Don't tell me about the master." ”

Mu Yong said, except for eating, drinking, and sleeping, the other scholars couldn't understand a word.

Mu Yong smiled: "Yes, the master remembers, but inevitably forgets it often." ”

The scholar rolled his eyes and complained, "I don't think the master remembers." ”

Mu Yong looked at the bustling bazaar and said softly: "The current Ruyang City is really a place of right and wrong, I already want to resign." ”

The scholar was stunned and said: "The master has only been an adult for five days, why do you want to resign, is such a big official very busy, and the master is tired for so many days?"

Mu Yong squinted his eyes, tugged at the beard on his lips with his fingers, shook his head and said, "This is a very promising position, because the future is limitless, and I have been roasted on the fire." ”

The scholar said, "Tomorrow I will go buy two buckets of ice for the master and come back." ”

Mu Yong smiled bitterly: "You don't understand. ”

Mu Yong thought about things for a while, and ordered: "Tomorrow you go to find it, we have to change a place to live, and also a carriage, the people in Beijing have a vicious eye, and the master is really unbearable." ”

The scholar asked: "The master asked the emperor if he had any money in a year." ”

Mu Yong looked curiously at the scholar who was driving the carriage, and asked with a smile, "What are you asking for?"

The scholar said: "The little one is not only the master's scholar, but also the master's housekeeper, if I know the exact number, I can also apportionment the plan." ”

Mu Yong laughed and said, "Master will tell you a story, 'There was once a scholar who read every day, and his family often had no time to clean in order to read, and it was dirty. He was asked why he didn't clean his house. He said he was busy reading and sweeping the world. Then the person who asked him said that if he didn't sweep a house, why would he sweep the world. ’”

The scholar listened to the old man all the time, and finally after the old man finished speaking, he was still in the clouds, and he didn't know what the old man wanted to say, so he was angry and gave the horse a whip heavily.

Both the master and servant leaned back, and after stabilizing their figures, the scholar asked, "What does the master want to say?"

Mu Yong asked, "You don't understand?"

The scholar shook his head and said, "The little one doesn't study, how can I understand the master's reasoning." ”

Mu Yong thought for a while, frowned, and said lightly: "What the master means is that the master is already such a big official, but you have to deal with the family affairs, you said that I can't handle the affairs of my family well, how to deal with the affairs of the world?"

After Mu Yong finished speaking, he chuckled and said: "If I become the prime minister, you will be a third-grade official, can you kid do a good job as a third-grade official?"

The scholar grabbed the reins and whip, picked his fingers, raised his head and said, "Can the master be the prime minister?"

Mu Yong was stunned for a moment, laughing, and laughter echoed through the streets.

The scholar asked, "Can the master be the prime minister?"

Mu Yong stopped laughing and said softly: "It seems to be a little difficult, those wastes of the Southern Party will not succeed enough when the time comes, and the ability to help is not low." ”

The scholar returned to his uncaring attitude and smiled, "Then I don't have to think about it so much." ”

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Xie Crooked Feet, who has neat legs and feet at the foot of Changchu Palace, married a wife today, and married the sharp-toothed girl of the old Liang family next door, and the walls of the mud are pasted with festive red paper, and the red lanterns are high.

The two are eight or nine years apart, although the two families are close, there is nothing to do with childhood sweethearts, when the girl is still young, the two fathers and mothers are busy going out to serve the crops, and often let Xie crooked feet, the eldest child, take the little child Liang Yatou.

After the girl of the Liang family grew up, she couldn't look down on Xie Crooked Feet, and she didn't know who she was bewitched by, so every time she passed by his stall, she had to shout a few times Xie Crooked Feet.

Xie Crooked Feet often thinks "What's wrong with Crooked Feet, Crooked Feet have urinated on you, and it's also your father." ”

The little girl is thin-skinned, and Xie is unstoppable.

In the past few years, the little girl has never grown wise, and she still shouts Xie crooked feet, and in the mouth of the fight day by day, she has grown up and is slim.

Both families are farmers, so even if it is a big wedding, there are not many guests.

Xie Crooked's house is even more deserted, in the town, he has offended many people by setting up a noodle stall in the past two years, and those people have not come.

The sky was bright, Xie was wearing a red crown on his crooked feet, a bright red robe, red shoes on his feet, and a big red flower made of exaggerated red cloth hung on his chest.

After Xie crooked his feet and rode on a jujube-colored horse with red flowers on his head, the copper bell rang immediately.

Xie crooked his feet and gently patted the horse away, followed by eight sedan chairs, and the musicians in the town played and sang, which was very lively.

The two families are too close, one hundred and ten steps away, it is really not lively enough, the greeting team walked around the town twice, and then slowly walked to Lao Liang's house.

The firecrackers hanging on the bamboo poles in Lao Liang's house crackled, the bride's phoenix crown was draped, the mandarin duck hijab came out and got on the sedan chair, and Xie crooked his feet and clapped the horse with his fists.

I only heard the person in charge of major affairs in the village shouting: "It's time to open the table, if the guests from afar have something to do, the people in our town will let go, let the distant guests eat first, and if the distant relatives are fine, they can eat and drink with their acquaintances later, don't get drunk and don't return, and enjoy the old days." ”

The welcoming team also returned to Xie Crooked's house without a few steps, but went around the town twice before entering the house.

Fu Nanjia was not idle in a green coat, he was very busy, there were eight or nine large and small pots on both sides of Xie Crooked's house, Fu Nanjia lit the fire for a while, washed the pot for a while, and his clothes were already dirty in several places.

The town's famous cook cut it on the cutting board, and after a day, he was still gritting his teeth.

Fu Nanjia reached out to hold the fat meat of the cook Chengding and prepared to put it in the pot of Qingshui, and as soon as his hand reached out to the cutting board, he was slapped back by the cook surnamed Huang.

Fu Nanjia smiled shyly: "Master Huang is still angry?"

The cook surnamed Huang said coldly: "Don't be angry. ”

The thin man who was burning the fire pointed at Fu Nanjia with firewood, and said with a smile: "The pigs in our town for so many years have been slaughtered by Uncle Huang, you said that you were a foreigner who suddenly robbed him of his life, and he didn't blame you for being strange, with Uncle Huang's temperament, I'm afraid I will hold a grudge until I die of old age." ”

The butcher surnamed Huang took a kitchen knife and made a chopping gesture at the thin man, and the man smiled: "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

It was a very lively day, Xie Crooked Feet, as the groom, drank a lot, vomited and drank, drank and then vomited.

Fu Nanjia first drank with people who were about the same age as him, they were all rough men, they didn't count the drinking, they didn't know how much they could talk to, and when they were drunk, they would talk drunk and brag.

A group of drunk men are talking, and the talking men are talking over and over again, and they can't explain clearly. Those who listen listen listen over and over again, and they don't understand. When you get drunk, whether you drink and punch or talk and brag, you are talking louder than anyone.

Fu Nanjia looked around with a blurred vision, and finally found Master Huang, who was also sitting and drinking after making supper.

Fu Nanjia went to Master Huang with a wine bowl to apologize, and the two drank bowl after bowl, and the people who drank everywhere were attracted by their mass, and everyone surrounded them.

Xie crooked his feet took advantage of this vacancy to fall all the way into the wedding room and said vaguely: "I'm very tired today." ”

Xie Crooked's daughter-in-law pushed him out, and Xie Crooked Foot complained: "Liang Xiaoya, if you push me out again, I will be poured to death." ”

Simply Xie crooked his foot and was dragged in again.

Fu Nanjia, who lost the punch, did not pay attention to the fist just now, but always paid attention to Xie Crooked Foot, after hearing Xie Crooked Foot's words, Fu Nanjia squinted and looked over, and the person had been dragged into the cave room.

Fu Nanjia chuckled lightly and drank a bowl of wine without delay.