Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 255 Meet Yang Jisheng for the first time

   "Hey, that boy on horseback, if you don't mind, you can live with me."

   Just as Zhu Pingan got on his horse and was about to find an inn to stay, he suddenly heard a thick and hoarse voice behind him.

  In a station full of sarcasm and white eyes, this voice was very abrupt.

  Curiosity, Zhu Pingan took the reins of the horse, turned the horse's head, and followed the sound to look in the direction of the station.

  The person who spoke was a man with a square face about 1.75 meters tall. He was in his thirties and dressed plainly, but he was full of righteousness. Standing there was like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath.

  Although this person is dressed plainly, the staff at the inn are very respectful to him. Perhaps it is more appropriate to use compliments and flattery.

  So, Zhu Ping'an became a little curious about this person.

   "I can't ask for it. After a long drought and rain, it's too late to thank." Zhu Pingan got off his horse, bowed his hands to the man from a distance, and thanked loudly with a smile.

"Hehehe, you young man is interesting, and my room is quite spacious." The man smiled, then turned his head and asked the postman standing beside him in an affirmative tone, "Is it against the rules for me to do this? Do you need to report back to Yicheng?"

  After hearing the man's question, the staff at the post station smiled flatteringly, and shook their heads again and again, "I didn't violate the rules, so I don't need to bother Mr. Yi Cheng with such a trivial matter. Mr. Yang is really warm-hearted."

  The man didn't catch the compliment of the station staff at all, and he didn't even intend to deal with it. He turned his head and didn't even look at the post station staff again.

   "My lord, thank you very much." Zhu Pingan led the horse to the man, and once again expressed his thanks by cupping his hands.

   "It's just a little effort." The man waved his hand indifferently.

  After saying a few words, Zhu Pingan followed the instructions of the post station staff, put the horses in the post station stable, and then followed the man to his room with the package on his back.

  This inn is much better than the inn where Zhu Pingan lived in the past. The buildings of the inn are much cleaner and more spacious, even better than most inns. The room this person lives in is almost the best rooms in the station. The room is a two-entry suite, the outer room is slightly smaller, and the inner room is the master bedroom, which is much more spacious.

   "You can rest here." The man led Zhu Pingan to the outside room, "Anyway, I can't live in two rooms by myself."

  Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands in thanks.

  The clothes this person is wearing are not much better than his own, they are very simple, probably the family background of this person is not very good. He stopped himself at the gate of the post station, probably because of his plain attire, which moved his heart of compassion.

   I just don't know what position this person is. Judging from the flattering behavior of the station staff, this person should have an unusual status.

   "Thank you, my late-born Zhu Ping'an, from Anqing Prefecture. I haven't asked my lord Gao's surname yet, and I will thank you for Ping An in the future." After putting the things in the outer room, Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands and bowed to the man.

"It's nothing to be thankful for. Anyway, I can't live in two rooms alone. I think you are a juren at a young age, and your future is boundless. These postmen are best at riding highs and lows, so you don't have to take it to heart. My surname is Yang, whose name is Zhongfang. You don’t have to call me big and small, you are older than you, so you can call me Brother Yang.”

  Yang Zhongfang shook his head with a smile, patted Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, and pointed to himself.

  Yang Zhongfang?

  Hearing the three words Yang Zhongfang, Zhu Ping'an was shocked, as if struck by lightning. During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, the surname Yang and the style name Zhongfang? Could it be Yang Jisheng who is known as "the most fierce man in the Ming Dynasty"?

  As for why Yang Jisheng was said to be the most fierce man in the Ming Dynasty, there are reasons for this. The officials of the Ming Dynasty were notorious for their reputation and life, and no one dared to scold them from the emperor to the hundred officials. Yang Jisheng and Yang Lian are the representatives of this group of fierce men, and they are the fierce men of this group of fierce men. Although Yang Jisheng is not a speaker, he often does the job of a speaker, so it is not unreasonable to classify him as a speaker.

  Yang Jisheng came from a farming family. He also herded cattle when he was young. He didn’t start school until he was thirteen, but he won the Juren when he was in his twenties. He has no money or power, but he has a life and dares to risk his life.

   This man has impeached the number one leader in the military, and also the number one leader in politics.

  Impeaching such a ruthless character is definitely not going to please. I don't want to go into too much detail, anyway, this person has been imprisoned many times because of impeachment. Once, he was beaten with more than a hundred sticks before he was imprisoned. His skin was torn apart and his flesh was rotten. This guy smashed a bowl in the prison and cut off the rotten flesh with the pieces. They all trembled and passed out. A colleague offered to give him a snake gallbladder to relieve pain, but this buddy not only refused, but also said that I have the guts myself, why do I need snake gallbladder!

  So, this buddy is well-deserved as the number one fierce man in the Ming Dynasty.

  If it was Yang Jisheng, he should have impeached the army this time. After being thrown into prison, he was promoted to three ranks in a row. He was recommended by Yan Song and went to the capital to serve as a member of the military selection department Wailang. This also makes sense why the people at the inn would flatter him so much, this is the person recommended by Yan Shoufu. Of course, Yan Song will regret it soon.

  How lucky to meet the real person, Zhu Pingan looked at Yang Jisheng, breathing a little short of breath. Think about it, such an upright person finally fell into such a field, it can't help but make people indignant.

  I must do my best to avoid this tragedy from happening.

   "Brother Zhu, what's wrong?" Yang Jisheng couldn't help asking strangely when he saw Zhu Pingan staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

   "No, no." Zhu Pingan shook his head with a smile.

"Oh." Yang Jisheng nodded, and then said to Zhu Ping'an, "Brother Zhu must have traveled a long way, he must have traveled a long distance. Going out now, turn left and the back kitchen of the inn is located. You can use my name." , let’s have some light meals. It’s better to go to bed early after the meal, and I have something important to do for my brother, so I won’t accompany you first.”

  Zhu Pingan watched Yang Jisheng enter the inner room with his arms folded, and then went to the back kitchen of the post station as Yang Jisheng said. Regardless of the gaze of the post station staff, he ordered two steamed buns and a side dish of porridge, and ate slowly.

   After dinner, the sun had already set, Zhu Pingan returned to the room, and the room where Yang Jisheng was was already lit with oil lamps. Zhu Pingan made the bed a little bit, then lit up the oil lamp, and started reading at night.

  The night was silent, the moon was dim, and the whole station was shrouded in darkness. Only the two rooms where Zhu Ping'an and Yang Jisheng lived were still lit.

  At about midnight, Zhu Pingan received the scroll, extinguished the oil lamp, and fell into a deep sleep.

  (end of this chapter)