Linzhi Gongzi [Red Mansion]

The Huachao Festival was about to pass, and there was a continuous spring rain in Yangzhou City.Amid misty rain and haze, this romantic and prosperous place seems to be hidden in a fairyland.Lin Ruhai, the lord of Lianghuai Salt Administration in Yangzhou, is sitting in the outer study, dealing with official duties.Fang only wrote a sentence or two, and the continuous sound of rain made him worry deeply.

In the old year, his first wife died of illness, leaving only a daughter who was under ten years old.Lin Ruhai sent her daughter to her grandmother's home in Beijing because she was worried that there would be no one to educate her.It's already February now, and the letter I settled down in just arrived a few days ago.

Thinking of the lonely and pitiful daughter and the early death of his beloved wife, Mr. Lin was filled with grief.Two lines of tears dripped down her haggard and thin face.Afraid of being seen by others, he opened the window to let the cold wind blow in.Not wanting to be disturbed by the chilly wind, his mood became more and more unsustainable, so he hastily closed the window.

At this time, I became more and more indifferent to work, so I took a bowl of tea to warm up and sat in front of the window listening to the rain in a daze.All of a sudden, the housekeeper knocked on the door to ask, saying that there was a young man surnamed Wen asking to see him outside.

Lin Ruhai was stunned, wondering where such a young man surnamed Wen came from.It suddenly occurred to me that the last salt inspector was Wen.I thought to myself: Could it be his son?

I was thinking about it for a while, so I asked someone to please.

The butler left in a hurry, and Lin Ruhai felt uneasy again, so he stood outside the study door and waited.

In less than a while, three figures were seen spinning out of Chaoshou corridor.Lin Fu, the chief steward of the Lin family, led the way, followed by a very young son and a servant.

Approaching the study room, Lin Fu was taken aback when he saw Lin Ruhai standing at the door waiting in person.Introducing him into the study, Mr. Wen respectfully saluted as a junior, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Your junior, Yi Shu, has met Mr. Lin."

"My lord, you are welcome. Please sit down."

The two sides saluted politely and took their seats.Lin Fu served new tea, closed the study door, and took Wen Yishu's servant to the side room to wait.

Wen Yishu didn't rush to speak after sitting down.He was probably a little cold, holding hot tea to keep warm, taking a sip from time to time.At the same time, he looked at the layout of Master Yanzheng's study.

Just look at a large desk in front of the lattice flower bed facing south, on which there is a large pen container with Geyao powder and green ice cracks, with more than a dozen brushes inserted in it; pine pattern She inkstone, and another unknown paperweight.He just glanced at the thick official documents, and saw the towering Babaoge next to the desk, or rare antiques, or vases and bonsai, but books of various colors took up half of it.

On the other wall is a landscape painting of Zhan Ziqian and a couplet.On the long table below is a tripod tripod from Ru Kiln, burning incense, with Ru Kiln Beauty Dendrobium at both ends.The wonderful thing is that there are actually two curved willows inside, which are quite unique.

Wen Yishu smiled, thinking that he is indeed Tanhualang.

He was looking at the layout of the study, and Lin Ruhai was also looking at him.When Zi Fang came in, his eyes lit up and he felt full of grace.He was wearing a beaded crown on his head, and he was only wearing a straight silk sleeve with a water wave pattern, and a large cloak of round flower stone blue Japanese satin, and a pair of boots on his feet, but the material was not discernible.

And those eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, romantic and affectionate, as if soaked in the drizzle and slanting wind from the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Ruhai thought to himself: If it is really that son of the Wen family, he really deserves to be the child raised by Zhongming Dingshi's family.Taking Wenli's original position as Suzhou weaving and inspecting salt censor, now that the Wen family has lost, this child is not in the slightest.I just don't know why he came to my place today?

Wen Yishu took another sip of tea, felt that his shoulders were not so cold, and said, "Isn't it my junior who took the liberty to come here today? It's just that in a few days, this junior will go back to Beijing to prepare for the exam. If you don't come again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find opportunities in the future." gone."

Lin Ruhai thought that he would go straight to the point, but Wen Yishu just smiled and said something else: "I heard that Master Lin sent his only daughter to the ancestral home in Beijing and other places in October last year, which is now Rongguo Mansion. I don't know, When does Master Lin plan to bring his daughter back?"

Hearing his mention of his daughter, Lin Ruhai's heart suddenly tightened.While covering up, he tentatively said: "Zhuo Jing passed away last year, and my daughter was deeply saddened. I couldn't bear her to indulge in pain at such a young age, so I sent her to her grandmother's home to be raised. Her grandmother's home is the home of Shili Zanying. If It is better to have elders to teach and have sisters to study and learn characters together than to be alone at home."

"Shili Hairpin House..." Wen Yishu repeated these words with a low smile, and looked up at Lin Ruhai, "It seems that Master Lin thinks that the second half of his life is hopeful for his daughter."

This son really came from a bad place!Lin Ruhai's heart sank, and he was a little unhappy.He lowered his face and asked, "What is the purpose of Mr. Wen's visit today!"

Wen Yishu turned a deaf ear to the sternness in these words, and his tone remained calm, "The younger generation just thinks that since Master Lin has considered the rest of his life for his daughter, he must have decided to devote himself to the position of inspector and censor. After death...just like my father."

Although the tone of the last few words was extremely light, it was nothing less than thunder, and Lin Ruhai's heart couldn't help jumping when he said it, and the horns of his forehead bulged out.

That's right, Wen Li, the former Lianghuai touring censor and concurrently in charge of Suzhou weaving, died in his tenure.The boy in front of him was indeed Wen Li's son.The eldest son of the Wen family who disappeared after the fall of the Wen family!

Yanzheng is a fat vacancies, but also a hot potato.Although Lin Ruhai had just encountered the death of a relative at home, but at this time he did not have the idea of ​​following his dead wife away.Since Wen Yishu came to the door today, he must have something to say, otherwise he would not be so pretentious.

Lin Ruhai's mind was in a state of confusion, with countless thoughts going back and forth, and he finally managed to maintain his composure before continuing: "I don't know what the young master has taught you?"

"Master Lin, please don't be nervous, Yi Shu came here today without the intention of intimidation." Wen Yi Shu said a few words of reassurance before slowly revealing the purpose of his visit today, "Lord Lin and Xian Kao are in the same officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River. There must be one or two similarities in the difficulties encountered. The younger generation cannot bear the torment of conscience in the future and then put all their eggs in one basket, leaving their beloved daughter with nothing to rely on, so today I come here to persuade you."

These words were already straightforward, and Lin Ruhai felt cold sweat dripping down his back when he heard them.

"Mr. Wen, you may as well speak up if you have something to say."

"It's nothing to say," Wen Yishu put down his hands and sighed, "My lord, last year's cold winter in the north was severely affected by the snowstorm. The imperial court was already eating enough food for disaster relief. This year's salt tax may have to be increased in advance .”

Speaking of this, Lin Ruhai felt relieved, and then said, "If you mean this, I'm already prepared. The salt production in the Huaihe River and Huaihe River is abundant this year, and there is no worry about shortage..."

Before Lin Ruhai finished speaking, Wen Yishu raised his hand and interrupted, "Master Lin, that's not what I want to say. Have you thought about how much of the taxes you collect can be handed over to the national treasury?"

"This……"

Lin Ruhai naturally knew that he was referring to the fact that someone would corrupt the salt tax.In fact, this has become a practice in Jiangnan officialdom.Generally, as long as you don't go too far, everyone will turn a blind eye.Could it be that this year...can't be accommodated?

Wen Yishu's tone was slow, "Under the current rule, haha, Haiyan and Heqing are prosperous and prosperous. Master Lin really thinks that the money for disaster relief needs to be scraped together from the treasury, so hard?"

"...the treasury's money is in short supply every year, and there is never any surplus," Lin Ruhai said.

"That's right, there is never any surplus..." Wen Yishu narrowed his eyes, and a cold light burst out of his amorous eyes, "Then where did they all go? It must not be in Yangzhou, nor in Lianghuai, nor in Jiangnan. Half of the silver produced in this land of outstanding people is not in the treasury.

Master Lin!Since you are the Xunyan Yushi, someone must have mentioned you before you took office. Whose territory is this Jiangnan? "

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When I came out of the Lin Mansion, the rain had stopped, but the ground was still very slippery.Wen Yishu's servant, named Huashan, took a pair of wooden clogs for his grandfather to change into, and then led the horse to follow Wen Yishu.

He was well aware of his young master's temper, so he complained immediately: "Master is really good-natured, he still ran out in this weather."

Wen Yishu was speechless, Huashan thought he had said something wrong when he saw his pale face, so he quickly shut up.Wen Yishu didn't speak until the two of them had walked a certain distance, "Let's just revisit the old place, I grew up in Yangzhou city anyway."

"Nonsense," Hua Shan muttered, "It's clearly the city of Suzhou."

"As long as you understand," Wen Yishu turned around and gave him a shudder on the forehead, and shouted again, "Go back and ask Dongting to bring me a bowl of warm almond milk. I'm not used to drinking tea from those literati's houses."

Hua Shan patted his head, hehe leaned forward, "Grandpa, give me a bite."

Wen Yishu glanced at him, extremely disgusted: "I beg you Dongting sister to go."

Fortunately, Wen's house is not far away, but only a few streets away.When Fang entered the door, Wen Yishu yelled for this and that.The girl who was following him, called Dongting, had already been waiting. When she saw Wen Yishu coming in, she changed his clothes, pointed to the side and said, "My uncle likes to drink warm milk on rainy days. It's already prepared."

Wen Yishu picked Dongting's chin casually, and smiled coquettishly, "Sister Dongting still understands me."

Dongting opened Wen Yishu's hand mercilessly, took the changed clothes and went out to iron them.As soon as I went out, I saw Hua Shan poking his head outside, and said loudly: "Your ones are in the back kitchen, go and get them yourself."

I was so happy that the foot of Huashan slipped and ran away.

After changing into homely clothes, Wen Yishu sat in the study and read a book.Dongting is doing needlework in the warm pavilion at the other end.Suddenly it started to rain again, Wen Yishu suddenly thought of the two beautiful dendrobiums with willows planted in Lin Ruhai's house, so he went to look at his desk.Because he was going to enter the capital by boat soon, his desk was so clean that there was not even a single dust on it, and he suddenly felt disappointed, even the books in his hand were meaningless.

"Master, the third master's letter has arrived!"

Outside the door is the voice of Heng Shan, Wen Yishu's other servant.Dongting hurriedly opened the door and saw that Huashan and Hengshan came together, so he hid in another ear room.

Wen Yishu's temper is uncertain, Wen Yan just sneered: "Your uncle and I have only one younger sister, and now I am a monk in Suzhou Panxiang Temple to practice on my behalf. Third master? Where did our third master come from?"

Hearing what he said, Heng Shan immediately grimaced, and looked sadly at Hua Shan next to him: Didn't you say that the uncle is in a good mood.Hua Shan wiped his neck and stared at him, looking helpless.

Heng Shan had no choice but to stand up straight, and offered the letter in his hands with both hands, "Master, a letter from His Highness the Third Prince."

"Third prince, what a grand occasion," Wen Yishu continued to be eccentric, but somehow he took the letter in his hand, and Heng Shan let out a long sigh of relief.

Wen Yishu took the letter and opened it, and saw the words above saying that the boat had arrived in Jinling and would go to Beijing soon, and that it was warm and cold again and told Wen Yishu to pay attention to wind and keep warm.But after a few days away, I wrote two thick sheets of paper.

"It's boring," he clicked his tongue, and put the letter in his hand after reading it, closing his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.

Heng Shan waited for a while, thinking that his master would write back a letter after reading the letter, but he didn't think so.He could only sigh, seeing that Yi Shu really didn't reply, so he withdrew with a bitter face.

Running to the second gate, seeing the guard standing there with his back straight and waiting, Heng Shan was embarrassed, and cupped his hands and said, "Master, I'm afraid he's tired today, so he won't be able to answer the letter. I'm sorry, Brother Feng. "

The person's name was Feng Shuo, and upon hearing this, he said with a smile: "The master expected that the young master would not reply, so he ordered me to stay and guard the young master to go north. Please find a place for me to stay?"

Heng Shan hurriedly said: "Brother Feng quickly follow me."

As he spoke, he went to several houses on the west side.

Hengshan Huashan retreated, and the study became quiet.After a while, another girl named Tianchi from Wen Yishu came in wiping her hands.She was just now directing the servants to pack things.As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yi Shu nestled in the armchair with his eyes closed, subconsciously relaxed his hands and feet.

Seeing the letter on the table next to him, he understood what was going on, so he whispered, "Master, won't you reply?"

Wen Yishu didn't answer, as if he really fell asleep.Tianchi didn't say much anymore, and turned into the ear room where Dongting was staying.Dongting was doing needlework, saw Tianchi came and handed over a cup of tea.

He said in his mouth: "I don't know why I got awkward again, and I let the person not speak. The other end resisted his life and stayed with his birthday before leaving. Now he is unhappy again."

Tianchi put down the cup, just smiled, "You two masters are flirting, what are you worrying about, after all, you will enter the capital in three days. When we meet, they will make trouble as they want, and we have nothing to worry about. That master will I am willing to coax our master's temper that is so out of this world."

The author has something to say: Opening a new article, Miaoyu has older brothers these days~ Iron-blooded prince x prodigal dandy.Don't be black-headed, and strive to be black with posture and level.