Summers are rainy. The sunset and the faint twilight fell on the window edge, and a rainstorm suddenly came. Raindrops the size of soybeans crackled and fell on the eaves, corridors, and stone slabs of the small courtyard.

Li Kuan got up, closed the window in the living room, and continued to have a drink and chat with Peng Wei, a fellow villager and friend of the same year.

Li Kuan was 39 years old at the time, and he was the leader of Yongzhi for 14 years. Served as the editor of Hanlin. Hanlin has the name of "poor Hanlin" in Beijing. Hanyuan Cichen, Qinggui is Qinggui, but there is indeed not much oil and water.

Although he is the core of the Suzhou faction in the staff of the King of Chu, the Donglin Party. However, this does not bring him additional financial income.

Originally, he and Jin Shang Yin Wuji intended to befriend him. He wanted to borrow his strength to buy a concubine. I don't want to, but the drama that catches the eye is from Jiafu. And then, Yin Wuji had already had an accident at this time: the credit that was run by Jia Huan went bankrupt.

The sound of rain. The atmosphere in the living room was a bit dreary. The two "money bags" of the Chu Wang Party were knocked out by Jia Huan.

Li Kuan held the wine glass and asked in a deep voice, "Han Ziheng really decided to ignore the high million who was locked up in the Metropolitan Procuratorate?" Anyway, it's all folks. ”

Peng Wei shook his head, took a light breath, and said, "Brother Li, he said it doesn't matter. This afternoon, he left the Hanlin Academy in advance and went to Jingyuan to see Han Xiucai.

Peng Wei, the word Jizhi, is a native of Wu County, Suzhou. He was 27 years old. Bingchen Ke Tanhua. Edited by Hanlin as an official.

Li Kuan said dissatisfiedly: "Han Xiucai made a mistake, and he was insufficient. The Jin Wang Party fell apart, and He Daxue resigned. It should have been a situation like a tiger, but now it has become a footcloth for the little lady, which is not cool at all.

Jia Huan rubbed his nose and face like this, but he didn't fight back. How many people inside and outside the court will have their hearts set on the King of Chu? I am in the same vein, when will I be able to return to the court to govern? In my opinion, it is better to invite Senior Liu to Beijing as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation. ”

Peng Wei smiled and persuaded: "Brother Li, this matter is not urgent. Han Ziheng's strategy was not wrong. His Royal Highness the King of Chu's first task is to please the Son of Heaven. Collect the hearts of the courtiers, and fall second. Senior Liu taught and preached in Suzhou, and may not have intended to come to the capital in the near future. ”

If he were Liu's senior, he would not come to Beijing at this time. When today's coup d'état is in front, the battle for the heir will not be settled until the last moment. Why bother wading through this muddy water? Wouldn't it be safe to wait for the king of Chu to ascend to the treasure and come to the capital again?

"Alas..."Li Kuan sighed a long sigh, he knew that what Peng Wei said was reasonable, but he was not happy in his heart, and he drank a glass of wine depressedly, and said: "Jizhi, in fact, Yin Wuji and Gao Zhi's order to find trouble in Jiafu is a failure in itself.

The key is to expose Han Xiucai's own thoughts. With Jia Huan's cleverness, he wouldn't be able to see that Han Xiucai was afraid of a head-on conflict with him? ”

said that Han Xiucai is not good, and his overall strategy is right. Say he can do it, and see what he is doing now.

Drag mud and water!

Peng Wei nodded. Han Xiucai is a student, and it is difficult to convince Hanlin, who is at the top of the imperial examination. Besides, Han Xiucai really didn't do a good job in this matter. It's just that the matter has come to this point, and the Chu Wang Party can only swallow this breath.

Actually, now go and touch Jia Huan, compete and compete, how many people in the Chu Wang Party dare? I'm afraid that Bai Shangshu of the Criminal Department will have to weigh it. Jia Huan looked at the loss of his official body and cut off his future. However, the power of Jiafu has been growing.

This time the silver coin matter, the strength of Jiafu increased. At the same time, in the old Wuxun group, I am afraid that the right to speak will be heavier. Jia Huan is secretly holding such a power, who dares to speak of a head-on conflict with it? Think about the fate of King Jin, Prince Shun, King Nan'an and others! Han Xiucai's decision can't be said to be all wrong!

Who isn't jealous?

Peng Wei poured wine for Li Kuan and changed the subject, "Pravda's editor-in-chief Wei Yuanzhi was promoted to the son of the country because of his contribution to repairing books. Brother Li may consider seeking this position. ”

Editor-in-chief of Pravda, is the fifth product. So far, a set of conventions for promotion has been developed. If you speak as a waiter in the Hanlin Academy (Zheng Liupin), you can be promoted directly. If it is a Hanlin editor, or a Hanlin Shujishi, you can temporarily take the position of editor-in-chief.

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In the spring of the sixteenth year of Yongzhi, Zhang Anbo completed the delivery of the new Nanjing Ministry of Rites and set off for Beijing.

It was planned to arrive in the capital in mid-March and take up the post of Imperial History of the Left Capital. But go to the Liaocheng section. Due to the peach blossom flood of the Yellow River, the people were displaced. He stopped at the local area to help with disaster relief.

With Zhang Anbo's reputation in the world at this time: Confucianism. Zhang Anbo was in Nanjing for four years in the reform of the Guozijian, and the style of the Guozijian was prosperous, and he was a disciple of the Zhang school. Fame grows day by day. Even if he did not hold an official position, the magistrate would respect his opinion. What's more, it's the soon-to-be-appointed Dazhongcheng?

On March 26, Zhang Anbo's ship set off for Liaocheng and headed for Beijing. The magistrate saw him off.

On the canal, ships come and go. At the end of the boat, a woman with a very beautiful face slowly lowered the curtains, feeling in her heart that under the flood, the people were suffering and the world was difficult. Playing the pipa, try to sing a new song: Let's swing the oars, the boat pushes away the waves...

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Jia Mansion, North Park, in the outer study. After a rainy night last night, there seems to be a lingering fragrance of early summer in the air.

Jia Huanzheng instructed his elder follower Qian Huai, "You go to Dongzhuang Town, send the letter to Mr. Ye, Senior Brother, Luo Junzi and them, and then help me bring the message to the wine cellar in the town and bring some good wine back..."

Jiafu operates Yuyunxuan, and because the business is excellent, the supply of high-grade liquor exceeds the demand. The location of the sake brewing is located in Dongzhuang Town. The food craftsmanship of the Zhou Dynasty at this time was similar to that of the late Qing Dynasty. High liquor has appeared.

However, high-grade liquor consumes a lot of food, and all dynasties have issued bans to control the share of liquor. However, since the founding of the country, to this day, the law is relaxed. Prohibition, which is basically the same as none.

The high-grade liquor brewed in Jiafu is well received in the capital. The threshold of the brewing industry is not in the brewing technology, but in the cost of food and the cost of violating the law.

The reason why Jia Huan wanted wine was because Qin Zhong wanted Fu Qiufang to get married five days later. Zhen Baoyu is also about to marry Li Qi. He's going to send some good wine.

Qian Huai nodded hurriedly, and said smartly: "Third master, don't worry, I will definitely bring it all." ”

Jia Huan smiled and waved his hand and asked him to do something. All the way back to the backyard, suddenly remembered something. On the same day, Chen Yejun invited them to drink, and after drinking, he entrusted him to bring a message to Miaoyu. Some time ago, he congratulated the senior brother on the promotion of the country's prince of the priest wine Wei Hanlin, and at the same time saw off Grandmaster Fang, and he was busy forgetting it.

In the backyard, Sister Bao and the others are not there. In March, Xue Zhen and Xue Pan had returned from the south. Xue Pan is getting older, and Aunt Xue intends to marry her son. Put a halter on the wild horse, and you have to ask Baochai to discuss.

Poems and poems go to Qingxuguan to pray for blessings and children. Yun'er looked at the account books outside and saw the stewards of various businesses in Jiafu.

Jia Huan called Ruyi, who stayed at home to read, and Qingwen, who played mahjong with the little maid, and the three of them went to Daguan Garden together.

Follow the straight and go straight south. Then you will go to the north end of the Grand View Garden. To the left is the Wuyuan, to the right is the Ziling Island. It was more than ten o'clock in the morning, and in the Grand View Garden, the grass and trees were deep, quiet and comfortable. There are insect chirping on the branches.

Jia Huan and the three of them passed through the gate of the Wuyuan Garden, which was full of strange stones and plants, and made a detour to the main hall to go to the Lucui Nunnery.

At this time, Xue Baoqin had already been given a place to live. Baochai lives in North Park.

Qingwen was wearing a blue satin tooth-pinching vest, a nineteen-year-old girl with smooth and delicate skin and a slender waist like a willow. Dexterous, charming, and mischievous maids. asked curiously, "Third Master, why have you been so busy lately?" ”

Jia Huan helped Qingwen play the parasol and said with a smile: "What, are you worried about the silver I lost to you while playing cards?" ”

Emperor Zhou Yinghua was cultivated, and there were changes in officialdom. In addition, Jia Fu won 7% of the silver coin share, the deposit, and the coordination of the relationship with Shi, Wang, and Xue, he had to deal with it. After a while, it's time for him to go to Jinling.

Qingwen rolled her eyes coquettishly and said bluntly: "Third master, you lost too fakely." You lost to Miss Lin and the two aunts, we all take it seriously. Lose to me, Xiangling, Ruyi, Ying'er, Caixia, who takes it seriously? ”

Jia Huan gently hugged Qingwen's thin waist and said with a smile: "That's okay, I'll catch Ming'er to win you to cry." You are not allowed to lose your temper. ”

Qingwen glanced at Jia Huan with slanted eyes.

Ruyi, who followed him, pursed his lips and smiled, delicate and lovely. I thought: Speaking of which, we have really not been together like this for a long time! She missed the old days.

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All the way around the main hall of the Grand View Garden, the Concave Crystal Pavilion, to the foot of the mountain of the Lucui Nunnery, to see the nunnery on the mountainside, Jia Huan said: "Miaoyu is lonely, I will go to pass a message and come down." The two of you go to Keqing's place for tea and wait for me. ”

Qingwen and Ruyi nodded obediently, "Got it, third master." "Qin Keqing's Dharma Nunnery is behind the Lucui Nunnery, and it is bypassed.

Jia Huan walked up the winding bluestone steps and walked into the Lucui Nunnery. The flowers and trees in it are all neatly built. It's not interesting. You can see the taste of the owner.

Miaoyu, no matter what the evaluation is, one thing is probably recognized: she is not like a nun with hair and practice.

A little nun came out of the doorway, saw Jia Huan, and asked, "Who are you?" Get out! "This is the first time Jia Huan has come to the Nunnery. When Jia Huan explained her identity and intentions, the little nun's frightened face turned pale. She yelled at the third master of the ring in the house just now! With his head down, he hurried in to inform Miaoyu.

Jia Huan waited on the stone bench and stone table in the shade of the trees in the courtyard. He wouldn't have anything to do with a little nun.

After a while, Miaoyu was dressed in a gray robe, which was very simple. With long hair like clouds, he was tall and graceful, and he walked slowly. Twenty-one years old is the most beautiful age group for a woman. Bright eyes, pink lips, snow skin, thin waist, long legs. Brilliant as spring.

Miaoyu clasped her hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the third master suddenly came to me, but is there something?" ”

Jia Huan nodded and said, "You have an old man from Suzhou who asked me to bring a message." The High Order is dying. Suzhou can be returned. ”

Miaoyu's expression seemed to freeze in an instant. Of course she understood Jia Huan's words. Half ringing, only to come back to his senses. There have been too many changes in the past few days.

Miaoyu folded her hands, bowed slightly, and said, "Third Master Xie brought a message." ”

Jia Huan smiled, "You're welcome." "Turn and leave. Miaoyu's expression changed, and he saw it in his eyes. With his experience, of course, he can see the complex emotions in her eyes: happiness, emotion, reminiscence, and loneliness.

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In the Bodhidharma Nunnery, the environment is secluded, and the mountain breeze blows lightly, blowing the treetops.

Jia Huan and Qin Keqing sat opposite each other in a simple and elegant small hall, drinking tea and chatting. Qingwen, Ruyi, and Baozhu are in the hall outside. You can hear laughter all the time.

Jia Huan and Qin Keqing talked about the scene when they saw Miaoyu just now, and said with emotion: "Speaking of which, she is also a hard-working person. Both parents died, and the ancient Buddha of the green lantern. finally met the right person, and was broken up. Now, Chen Yejun has long married a wife and had children.

Miaoyu is a person with a beautiful temperament and a talent that is better than immortals. Poetry attainments, I'm afraid not weaker than Sister Lin. However, he is withdrawn, maverick, and too clean. If so, she can accept it with pride to protect her fragile heart.

If so, use pride to despise others and highlight yourself. It's not good. In that case, the sign in her Lucui Nunnery: Bitter Sea Cihang. Can be replaced with: Cihang Jingzhai. ”

Qin Keqing chuckled gently, took the pot to add tea to Jia Huan, and said softly: "I don't want to, Uncle Huan will also talk about right and wrong behind his back." ”

Jia Huan was slightly stunned, and then laughed. Talking about other people's faults behind your back is not the work of a gentleman. He was too relaxed in front of Qin Keqing. Think about how many things the two have been through together!

Qin Keqing pursed her lips and smiled. With the unconsciously coquettish, sexual-sensual style of a young woman, it is beautiful. The special thing of the national color. "Uncle Huan, my brother will get married in a few days. I don't have much confidence in my heart. ”

Qin Keqing has a weak personality and a strong heart. But, people are actually quite interesting.

Jia Huan comforted her, "Don't worry." Fu Trial's younger sister can control Qin Zhong. I told my lord and asked him to go and witness the marriage. "Qin Zhong's personality is similar to that of a little lady. Studying in the Jia family's ethnology, I changed the problem of blushing before speaking. But, in essence, it's still a small suffer. Fu Qiufang was in charge of him, just right.

Qin Keqing thought about it, looked at Jia Huan with bright eyes, and a bright light flashed by, and nodded, "I listen to Uncle Huan." ”

She will go back to Qin's house tomorrow to help manage her brother's wedding. The Qin family was left with her and Qin Zhong. The major events in her brother's life, of course she has to go back.

Jia Huan and Qin Keqing chatted for a while, and the time passed unconsciously, and it was almost time to eat. Jia Huan went out with Qingwen and Ruyi. Qin Keqing was sent all the way outside the mountain gate, watching Jia Huan take the maids down the mountain. It wasn't until his figure became smaller and a jade-colored robe disappeared into the lush beauty that he returned with the orb.

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Jia Huan walked south along the way, preparing to go to Daiyu for dinner. Just past Yihong Courtyard, a few maids at the main gate of the Grand View Garden ran over panting and shouting from afar: "Third master, third master, master, please come over." ”

Jia Huan said strangely: "What's the matter with this point?" He instructed: "Qingwen, Ruyi, you two go back to lunch by yourself." I'll go to the front and have a look. ”

Qingwen said funny: "Third master, without you, we can still eat at Miss Lin's place." "She has a good relationship with Daiyu's eldest girl, Zijuan.

Jia Huan smiled, followed the maids out of the corner door, and went to the courtyard where Jia Zheng often cooked in the front yard, where Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Rong, and Jia Qiang were talking in the house.

Jia Rong's lips were red and her teeth were white, she got up to greet her, and said with a smile: "Uncle Huan is here." His wife, Hu, was three months pregnant and beaming. Ning Guofu is thin, and now there is finally hope.

Jia Lian, Jia Qiang also greeted with a smile. Sister Feng is pregnant. Jia Lian's face was also full of joy. The relationship between him and Sister Feng is still not very harmonious. But, this is a happy event.

Jia Huan nodded to the three of them, then saluted Jia Zhengzuo, and said, "My son has seen his father." ”

Jia Zheng twisted his beard and smiled, "Sit down." "Tell the chief to set the meal with Xin'er. Father and son did not sit at the same table, and two tables were set up in the room. Jia Huan, Jia Rong and Jia Qiang were at the same table. Jia Zheng and Jia Lian at a table. Father Zheng said: "Brother Huan'er, I received a reply from your uncle yesterday, what he means is that our 7% share can be divided to increase the status of Jiafu in the old Wuxun group. What do you mean? ”

Uncle, who is still eating sand at the Yulin border, is the capital of the nine provinces, the governor of the five armies, and the prince Teng, the chief soldier of Yulin. Jia Huan and Wang Ziteng have a very poor relationship. However, Jia Zheng and Wang Ziteng had correspondence.

Jiafu's 7% share, and the remaining three of the four major families, all have to be shared. Form a joint force to do things. As for the others...

Jia Huan said: "Father, the steps are too big, and it is easy to have accidents. Except for the four major families, the others have no share. Of course, wealth is scattered, and wealth is scattered. The form of distribution should pay attention to one or two. The deposit of 700,000 taels of silver, it is difficult for us to take out all of them for a while. We need to borrow some money from other families with whom we have good relationships. Interest rate of 20% per annum. ”

This is actually a disguised distribution of benefits. However, the initiative is in the hands of Jiafu. One day when Jia Fu is unhappy, I will return the money to you. This is much better than a direct share.

The interest rate of usury borrowed from the private sector cannot be so low. However, if the noble families borrow money from each other, how can they say that they should pay interest? For example, Jia Fu put 50,000 taels of silver in the hands of the Zhen family, and didn't say that they would charge interest on the deposit, right?

And usury, there are no usurers who want to borrow tens of thousands of taels of silver! That's not called lending, it's called deliberate fraud.

Jia Zheng's brows slowly stretched out, and he smiled slightly, "Hmm." It works. ”

As he spoke, the food and drinks were served. It's steaming hot and fragrant. Jia Huan happened to be a little hungry.

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April 5, Tongzhou.

At about 90 o'clock in the morning, boats gathered on the water. And on the dock, there are many shops. A prosperous scene.

Holding his stomach, the chubby Zhang Chengjian helped his seventy-three-year-old father and slowly got off the boat, "Eh, father, you slow down." ”

Zhang Anbo patted his eldest son funny, "I'm not too old to walk." Standing on the dock, looking at the familiar scene of Tongzhou. When he was young, his career in the sea began or ended every time he went out of Beijing and entered Beijing.

In my heart, the feeling of the wanderer's return to his hometown arises spontaneously. This will be the last stop of his career. In a few years, he will return to his hometown. Or, it's good to go back to the academy to study.

The servants were busy, carrying their luggage down.

At this time, a group of more than a dozen people came from the tea shop. The leader is Jia Huan.

Jia Huan stepped forward quickly, saluted, his voice was a little excited, and his admiration naturally rose, and his voice was slightly choked: "The disciple has seen the mountain chief!" At the end of Yongzhi, he took Sister Lin back to Beijing from Jinling. In the past four years, I have only gone south once, and I have to leave after a hurried meeting with the mountain chief.

Even Shan Changsheng was seriously ill, he didn't know. Now, I can finally take care of and serve nearby. He and the mountain chief are like father and son.

Behind Jia Huan, there were all disciples of the academy, and they all said in unison: "The disciple has seen the mountain chief." The sound resounded through the docks.

Workers, merchants, and officials who were working on the docks or passing by looked at them curiously. And then, amazement!

Mr. Zhang, the Imperial History of Zuodu, came from Jinling, and the scholars of Wendao Academy came to welcome the return of the teacher!

Zhang Anbo's hair was white, looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Ziyu, Wenyue, Changwen, Shiyuan, Youruo..., supporting everyone with both hands, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, good." In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now that I am back, the demeanor of the sons is the same as before, congratulations! ”

Jia Huan pursed his lips and smiled vigorously, his mood was agitated, and he stepped forward with the senior brother to help the mountain chief. greeted Zhang Chengjian again.

Everyone greeted, lively, and excited, and surrounded the mountain chief to board the carriage and march towards the capital.

At this time, the Wendao Academy was not as weak as when the mountain grew back to the imperial history of Zuo Du in the ninth year of Yongzhi!

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