Chapter 117: Dismounting

Tongzhou is the main road of Cao running through Beijing, and the grain ships anchored here every day are innumerable, so the coolies who carry goods on the wharf have always been in a group to negotiate business and negotiate prices, although they can barely make ends meet. Even if it is those high-ranking officials and nobles who sit on official ships, they are also commonplace, but they just kowtow a few more heads and sell a little more strength. As long as you deal with it carefully, don't touch those extremely arrogant and unreasonable guys, and you won't suffer much.

On this day, however, when a few stout coolies saw a large ship docked and swarmed around to solicit business, they received a whip. Everyone who followed behind was originally angry, but one of them recognized the words on the pennant, and the others saw a group of sergeants in blue cotton armor blast away the coolies, and then disembarked in a rage, and immediately dispersed.

It's hard to mess with officials in this world, but the worst thing to mess with is, of course, the rampaging uncle of Jinyiwei!

Soon, a group of brocade guards roaring on horseback occupied the various entrances and exits of the dock. They didn't care whether anyone else was unloading or busy with other things, but if anyone didn't give way, it would be a whip, and they cleared a wide passage in the middle of the crowded docks.

Although the coolies who were driven to the edge by the backs of their swords and whips were dissatisfied, most of them closed their mouths when they saw the two people who were escorted off the ship by a large group of brocade guards, and then at the head of the high-ranking official in a strange and gorgeous brocade robe. A few of the bolder ones were looking around with their heads probed, still whispering in private.

"It's Jinyiwei who is handling the case again, look at that adult is at least a thousand households."

"What kind of eyes do you have, what do you have to look like that...... Well, the command. ”

"When the Son of Heaven is angry, no matter how big the official is, he will lose his head, isn't that Lord Xie from earlier?"

Jinyi Wei commanded Yuan Fang to personally lead the escort this time. But the trivial matter of getting off the boat naturally does not need him to do it himself. At this moment, the two prisoners had been escorted off the ship and onto the sturdy car, but he himself looked thoughtfully at the other boat slowly approaching. When he was about to arrive in Tongzhou, the other party suddenly slowed down, and his ship rushed to the front.

When he returned to Nanjing, Zhang Yue had the help of the British Duke and his teacher Du Zhen, and the two brothers could also be of some use; This returned to Beijing, and there were Zhang Hui's father and son, who were lagging behind. What would the kid do?

Because when the first arrived in Tianjin, someone had already disembarked and rode a fast horse to Beijing to report the news, so Rong Shan, the foreign housekeeper who followed Zhang Fu, waited here early, but he didn't expect to meet Jinyiwei to escort the prisoner into Beijing. At this time, seeing that Zhang Yue and the others' boat had docked, the escort team on Jinyiwei's side had already set off, and the earlier noisy scene had resumed on the dock, he shook his head helplessly, and fixed his mind to see someone coming down over there. Busy with his entourage to catch up.

He hurriedly came to Zhang Hui and was about to salute, but who knew that he suddenly received a heavy slap on his face, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. It was easy to stagger and stand firm, and he heard an angry shout: "Rong Shan." What do you do to eat! The eldest brother has always been in good health, no matter how you say that you are sick, how do you subordinates serve! ”

Rao is Rongshan had already prepared to deal with Zhang Hui's words at first, but he never expected that the second master would do it when he said it. Covering the hot right cheek. Although he was not angry, he still had to explain in a low voice with him: "Second master, the master's illness came suddenly, the night before I thought it was a cold, the emperor sent a doctor, took a dose of medicine, I thought it would be fine the next day, who knew that this was more serious." Now the emperor has ordered the best doctor in the hospital to come for treatment. I guess there will always be improvement. ”

At this time, Zhang Bin, who caught up next to him, interjected coldly: "What kind of doctor, I think it's a quack!" ”

"Shut up!" Zhang Hui frowned, turned his head sideways and scolded sharply, and then glanced at Rong Shan, "Sister-in-law can't catch up now, so I take Bin'er with me...... and Brother Yue came together. If there is anything to say later, the luggage girl and the like will then get into the carriage and leave. Hurry up and take us into Beijing now! ”

At first, Rong Shan only learned from the messenger that Zhang Hui's father and son had come together. It was only at this time that I knew that there was another Zhang Yue. Seeing that Zhang Yueren was extremely inconspicuous behind the top, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Hurriedly agreed. Because the ship of Zhang Hui and others is very large this time, some of the mounts are piggybacking together, although a few horses are stuffy in the cabin all the way, it is good to pull them out at this time, especially Zhang Yue's big black horse, as soon as he saw the sun, he snorted vigorously, and he looked quite excited.

"Big brother loves you, but you are still a famous tribute from the north!" Zhang Hui got on his horse, glanced at Zhang Yue's mount, and his tone was a little displeased, "This is the imperial horse, you are doing the right thing this time, what are you pulling it out for?" ”

Zhang Bin rode his yellow horse, but his eyes were a little hot on the big black horse, and he snorted coldly at the moment: "Dad, aren't you asking knowingly?" Third Brother Yue rarely has good things, of course he has to pull it out to show off! ”

Rong Shan listened to the father and son's cold words and only cared about squeezing Zhang Yue, and then touched the already swollen cheeks, and suddenly looked down on them even more. But after all, he is a descendant of the Zhang family, but he is not good at helping anything, so he jumped on the horse neatly and raised his hand to order a few entourages to go first, and then owed a smile and said: "The emperor has just given the mansion with a garden in Qingshui Hutong to the master, and it will take a quarter of an hour to walk from the outer city to the inner city, and the small one will lead the way." ”

Seeing that Rong Shan was leading the way, Zhang Hui greeted Zhang Bin and Zhang Yue, and immediately chased after him, and Zhang Yue and Peng Shisan naturally fell behind. The official road from Tongzhou to Beijing is made of porcelain, and the dust is flying in the dust, coupled with the very hot weather, Zhang Yue was already sweating when he entered Beijing. Construction is now taking place everywhere in the city, and there are ragged prisoners toiling under the scorching sun, but it is a scene of large-scale construction in full swing.

Thanks to the guidance of the British government, both the outer and inner cities are unimpeded. After entering the inner city, I walked along South Street for a quarter of an hour, and after crossing a few streets, I was at Qingshui Hutong. Still at the mouth of the alley, Zhang Yue saw the high-walled compound, and looked at the British mansion that was not inferior to the Beijing Division, and expected to move the capital in the future, and this place must be Zhang Fu's residence.

The people dismounted at the corner gate. I didn't have time to pat the floating ash on my body and hurried into the door. Although there is a lot of construction to build a new city everywhere, but this house is located in a quiet and quiet place, as soon as you enter the hanging flower door in the inner courtyard, you can only see towering trees everywhere, the summer heat suddenly dissipates a lot, even Zhang Hui, who is walking in front, can't help but nod.

"The land is indeed a quiet and good place, and the emperor really cares about the eldest brother!"

However, the people who hurried to visit the sick were stopped in front of the three main rooms where Zhang Fu lived. It was a middle-aged physician in his early forties. Life is lean, only the eyes are bright. He glanced at everyone and stood at the door without giving an inch, and said coldly: "The British Duke is now sick and weak, since you have specially rushed to Nanjing from Beijing, this road is tired, and your body is sweaty and gray, please clean up and go in to visit the British Prince." ”

Zhang Hui rushed over in a hurry, just to see what the situation of the eldest brother was. At this time, he was blocked by a little imperial doctor, and he was furious: "Since my eldest brother is sick, it is only right for my brother-in-law to go in to visit, why should you stop him?" ”

"Just rely on the emperor to appoint me to diagnose and treat the British duke!" The middle-aged imperial doctor still looked expressionless, and he spoke even more ruthlessly. "Now that the British Prince's condition has improved slightly, if you bring in the bad weather outside, the British Princess's three strengths and two weaknesses, who will be responsible? It doesn't take long to go to the shower and change clothes. Or is it true that adults are worried that the eldest brother is fake and want to harm him? ”

These words were extremely harsh, and Zhang Hui's face suddenly turned blue with anger. Impulsively, Zhang Bin rushed forward with an arrow, grabbed the middle-aged imperial doctor's collar, and shouted viciously: "If you dare to stop us again, believe it or not, I will punch you to death?" ”

The middle-aged imperial physician stubbornly hung his neck: "As long as you are not afraid of the crime of beating the imperial doctor and recklessly disregarding the life of your relatives, you can just beat it!" ”

Now that there is chaos inside and outside the door of this mansion, Peng Shisan and Rong Shan also followed into the second gate. Look at this tense scene. Peng Shisan sneered, but Rong Shan secretly had a headache. Although he admired the uprightness of the imperial doctor, he had just been slapped himself, and he knew that if the stalemate continued at this moment, something would likely happen, so he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, and took away the pale-faced Zhang Hui father and son.

Seeing that Zhang Yue had walked not far in one direction with Peng Shisan, and suddenly turned back, he stepped forward and reminded: "Young Master Yue." He won't let you in. You can go back first. ”

Zhang Yue saw that Zhang Hui's father and son were walking away without a trace, so he rolled up the sleeve of his left hand. But he had a letter in his hand. The envelope on the outside of the letter was already quite greasy, and there was no writing on the envelope. Seeing Rong Shan staring at him in surprise, he smiled and said: "This is what my aunt asked me to bring before leaving, if the uncle is still awake and can read the letter, please ask Uncle Rong to hand it over." If you can't see and listen, read it to him. ”

Rong Shan was stunned for a moment and immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Since Madam asked Young Master Yue to bring a letter, why didn't Young Master Yue ......?"

"Second Uncle and Brother Bin were just mad, otherwise I would have a chance to stay here alone." Zhang Yue stuffed the letter into Rong Shan's hand, and said warmly, "Although the hall uncle is sick, I don't expect you to be inconsiderate, so I naturally trust you." ”

Rong Shan was already in tears at this time, raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve, and then he shook his head and said: "The younger the master, the more you can trust the younger, it's good, but the master has been waking up from time to time these days, and even if he wakes up, he is a little confused, and he may not be able to read this letter." Besides......" he said, glancing at the Imperial Doctor, with a great headache, "this lord does not allow us idlers to go in casually. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged imperial physician had already stepped down the steps and stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to Rong Shan as a matter of course: "Since there is something to be handed over to the British public to see, then give it to me." ”

Seeing that Rong Shan hesitated for a moment and handed the letter to the imperial doctor, Zhang Yue pondered for a moment, and then stepped forward and made a deep gesture: "This lord can stop us from entering for the sake of the hall uncle, presumably it is also a good means to heal people." Our family is helpless now, so it's up to you! ”

The heart of the doctor's parents, the middle-aged imperial doctor heard this, his face suddenly eased slightly, and he nodded immediately and said: "The British Duke is the general of the country, I will do my best." ”