Text Volume 1 Dismal Business_Chapter 140 Street Encounters

After Yao Shiheng left the house, he walked aimlessly, out of Mashiqiao Street, and walked slowly to the south along the River Groove Street between Mingyufang and Hechao Xifang.

At this time, between the end of the city and the time of Shen, the villagers who went into the city outside the city to sell vegetables, firewood and other daily necessities had already begun to pack up their things and prepare to go out of the city to go home.

And the sergeants on duty in various provinces have now begun to return to the camp or to their own homes one after another.

The pedestrians on the street have flourished, but the two adjacent squares of the river trough street are mostly occupied by merchants, so there are not many sergeants on the river trough street, but it seems to be a busy scene.

Of course, in Yao Shiheng's eyes, in addition to the more spacious streets, the bustling scene in the market in Beijing is far worse than that of Nanjing and Suzhou.

And the northern autumn wind is strong, once the wind rises, the city of Beijing is like being swallowed by the gray wind and sand, after the wind and sand, everything in the city becomes gray. In this kind of weather, his nose can be uncomfortable all day.

Standing under the high wall, looking at the passers-by who were hurrying on the street, Yao Shiheng really missed it at this moment, and the scenery of the green mountains and clear waters in the south of the Yangtze River rose.

"Maybe what Madame said is also good, it is better to go back as soon as possible, swim leisurely by the spring under the forest, read a few good books, and be a rich man who does not ask about the situation in the sea, it is enough."

When Yao Shiheng was thinking of retiring, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, and a somewhat familiar and unfamiliar voice came into his ears.

"Brother Ziyi, why are you in a daze on the street? I just called Brother Ziyi several times, but you didn't react, could it be that you are missing a certain beauty? ”

When Yao Shiheng turned his head, he found that it was Mao Yujian, the imperial historian of Yunnan Province, who woke him up. And a carriage was parked on the side of the road, and Qian Yuanyu, the director of the Ministry of War, was standing by the carriage, and when he saw Yao Shiheng turning his head and seeing him, Qian Yuanyu smiled and saluted Yao Shiheng.

Yao Shiheng hurriedly saluted Qian Yuanyu, and then said to Mao Yujian: "Brother Nian, it's funny." I just accidentally had homesickness, and I didn't want this little child's posture to fall into the eyes of the young brother, ashamed, ashamed. ”

Mao Yujian said disapprerovingly: "My generation is a good man, and there is a holy lord in the court, now is the time to make great achievements." How can Brother Ziyi be homesick, and he has lost his ambition. I didn't expect to be able to meet Brother Ziyi today, as the so-called invitation is better than a chance meeting, Brother Ziyi and I went to have a drink. ”

Yao Shiheng and Mao Yujian were both fellow jinshi in the second year of the Apocalypse, and the two had a friendship of the same year. But on weekdays, Yao Shiheng didn't think that he had a deep friendship with Mao Yujian, and Qian Yuanyu, who was in the same car with Mao Yujian, was a fellow jinshi in the fifth year of the Apocalypse, and he was also one of the first few people to attack Wei Zhongxian's henchmen.

If it had been in the past, the cautious Yao Shiheng would definitely refuse, he was unwilling to get involved in the cruel party struggle.

But Yao Shiheng, who was a little depressed today, really wanted to have a drink, and thought that he was going to return to his hometown soon, and if he drank a glass of wine with the Donglin Party, would he be able to drink any trouble?

Yao Shiheng arched his hand at Mao Yujian and said, "Then the foolish brother is respectful, it is better to obey his fate." ”

Yao Shiheng's cheerfulness made Mao Yujian feel relieved, and he was still thinking about how to persuade this always cautious year to sit down and drink with Qian Yuanyu. Unexpectedly, this same year, but today he has changed his character.

Mao Yujian reacted quickly and grabbed Yao Shiheng's arm, pulled him towards the carriage, and said happily: "It just so happens that Xishanju has entered a batch of fine wines, and I am about to go with Brother Ziyi to appreciate one or two, and today I will not be drunk and have no home." ”

Xishan lives in Xianyifang, close to Guangji Temple, and is also a well-known restaurant in Xicheng. The three of them then boarded the carriage and left, and soon after the carriage stopped in front of an alley.

Xishanju is rumored to be a noble industry, it is a courtyard complex with a garden with a 5-entry courtyard, and the entire alley in front of the door is the place of Xishanju.

As soon as the three of them got off the carriage, a confidant from the restaurant greeted him, and it seemed that Qian Yuanyu was a frequent visitor here, and the confidant recognized this Mr. Qian from afar.

Zhike didn't ask the three of them, just led them directly through the front yard, through the garden, to a secluded courtyard.

Yao Shiheng has also been to Xishanju a few times, but it is also the first time he knows that there is such a place in this Xishanju.

The decoration of this courtyard is completely different from those in the outer courtyard, the magnificent northern architectural style that wins with style, to the taste of Suzhou gardens that change the scenery step by step.

Looking at Yao Shiheng looking at the decoration here intently, Qian Yuanyu smiled and said: "This is the courtyard of the master's own family, and it is rare for ordinary people to enter. A certain and the owner's house here has an old one, so it can be borrowed occasionally to comfort homesickness. If Senior Yao is interested next time, he can use a certain name to come from himself. ”

Yao Shiheng was slightly frightened, and he hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare." It should be a lot of money here, but a foolish official who is a bitter official, how dare he come to ask about it often. ”

Seeing Yao Shiheng's rejection of his kindness, Qian Yuanyu smiled slightly, not annoyed. He turned his head and instructed the inter-courtyard steward who greeted the three of them, "I came here today mainly to taste the new wine that came in, do you have anything to introduce?" ”

The manager of the cross-courtyard is a smart man in his 30s, and he clearly introduced the three of them to the three new wines that Xishan Ju came in a few days ago.

After listening to the introduction, Qian Yuanyu arched his hand to Mao Yujian and said: "Senior Mao is a sage in wine, and it is up to Senior Mao to decide the matter of choosing wine." ”

Mao Yujian nodded slightly, and said to the steward: "This wine is white with jade liquid, and this dish is based on Su tea, plus two boiled fresh gizzard liver and jade silk belly and lungs..."

The three of them discussed the prelude, Mao Yujian sat at the top, Yao Shiheng was in the center, and Qian Yuanyu sat at the bottom. After the three of them chatted for a few words, the steward brought back a jar of five-pound jade liquor, and after inviting the three of them to look at it, he opened the wine seal.

As soon as the wine seal was opened, a smell of wine rushed to Yao Shiheng's nose. "It's really good wine." Yao Shiheng couldn't help but admire, at this moment, the wine worm in his stomach was completely hooked.

"Brother Ziyi said that it was good wine, so I must drink a few more glasses." Mao Yujian said with a laugh.

Yao Shiheng blushed a little when Mao Yujian said, and there was a burst of laughter during the banquet. After the hot and cold cooked food came up, three beautiful maids of 16 and 7 years old stood beside the three of them and poured wine and cloth dishes for them.

Soon after the banquet began, another little lady in green walked in with a violin and asked the three of them to sing.

After the three of them excused each other for a few words, Yao Shiheng, who couldn't shirk it, said to the little lady: "Then let's have a set of 'half a thousand thieves'." ”

The appearance of this little lady in green is just ordinary, but her skills and singing voice are first-class, and in Yao Shiheng's opinion, she is almost at the level of a famous artist in Wuzhong.

With a beautiful maid on the side, the food is current, the wine is in the mouth, and the music is in the ear, Yao Shiheng seems to have returned to the scene of gathering with friends in his hometown in a trance.

At this moment, after the wine was hot, he let go of the last trace of vigilance towards Qian Yuanyu and Mao Yujian.

The three of them talked about poetry, calligraphy and painting, and antiques, and for a while they had the meaning of seeing each other and hating each other, Yao Shiheng felt that since he entered Beijing, he was the happiest today.

As soon as the mood opened, the amount of alcohol of these three people also rose sharply, and the 5 catties of jade liquid were immediately drunk by the three of them, leaving only a small half of the jar.

Yao Shiheng and Mao Yujian drank the most, and the two of them often drank dry, but Qian Yuanyu just touched his lips and put it down.

After seeing that Yao Shiheng had almost drunk the wine, Qian Yuanyu used the excuse of talking about some private matters and sent away the outsiders in the house.

When the maids and servants in the room went out, Qian Yuanyu couldn't help but ask Yao Shiheng: "I don't know what Brother Ziyi thinks of this imperial court's cleaning up of the Dao Dao?" ”

Yao Shiheng was drunk, and he would think deeply about where he was, he put down the wine glass after a while, and complained vaguely in his mouth: "The ancestral legal system, this Taoist official is set up for the court to clarify the rule of officials, and it is also sent by His Majesty's ears and eyes." Now Your Majesty is deceived by traitors, blocking the way of speech, and removing his ears and eyes, so to govern the country, what? ”

Qian Yuanyu and Mao Yujian looked at each other and smiled, feeling that this person was available. This Mao Yujian has a lot of wine, not far from the water that Yao Shiheng drinks, but he is still sane and clear.

Mao Yujian couldn't help but say tentatively at this time: "Since Brother Ziyi knows that this time to clean up the words and roads is a traitorous party, why don't you rise up and go up?" Let Your Majesty wake up and expel the traitorous party, and the name of the brother will shake the world. ”

Yao Shiheng's eyes were confused, his cheeks were crimson, he shook his head and said: "I am a courtier, Your Majesty is the monarch's father, how can the courtier directly reprimand the monarch's faults?" I should stay away from the temple, follow the example of the peacekeepers, sail in the rivers and lakes, and clean myself. ”

Regarding Yao Shiheng's reaction, Qian Yuanyu and Mao Yujian were a little dumbfounded, this was not the result they wanted. After the two looked at each other, they couldn't help but start to persuade from the side, hoping that Yao Shiheng would give up this negative idea and rise up to fight against the traitorous party.

However, a drunk person cannot be convinced, and the persuasion of Qian Yuanyu and Mao Yujian stimulated Yao Shiheng's desire for it.

He shouted and asked the steward to bring pen and paper, and he wanted to write a letter of resignation. At this time, Qian Yuanyu and Mao Yujian finally determined that Yao Shiheng had really drunk too much.

"This man's wine is really bad." Qian Yuanyu thought with some resentment in his heart. In order to appease Yao Shiheng and prevent him from continuing to make noise, Qian Yuanyu reluctantly asked someone to bring a pen and paper.

Yao Shiheng didn't add any points, and wrote a book of more than 1,000 words in ten moments, and then fell asleep on the desk.

Qian Yuanyu poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, and then said helplessly: "Let's stop today, let's talk about it tomorrow." Let's find someone to send Brother Ziyi back first. ”

Mao Yujian looked intently at the ink in his hand that had not yet dried, and responded with a strange smile on his face: "Feiye, Feiye, our great event has been accomplished." ”