Feudal scholar-bureaucrats reborn: marrying a husband and marrying a virtuous

Three o'clock in the morning.

There was no moonlight in the sky, and the lights of thousands of houses in Ningbo City had already been extinguished.

Under the black sky, there is only that twilight light, which flickers on and off in the night wind, like a flat boat in the vast sea, which seems to be swallowed by darkness at any time.

The defense of Shibosi Yamen has been taken over by the capital battalion, and today it is Zhang Shuyun's turn to lead people on duty at night. Although it is more important than protecting His Royal Highness, the accounting policies of these rooms should not be careless.

At this time of year in Liaodong, the snow may still be three feet thick, and the cold winter wind blows on the face like a knife.

Zhang Shuyun was wearing a white fox fur jacket, which was made by his mother's father on his birthday the year before last. The fox fur was found when he hunted with his father and elder brother. It was comfortable and warm to wear on his body.

But he forgot that he was in the south of the Yangtze River at this time, and the strong wind blowing from the sea didn't make him feel a bit of coolness, only felt that the wind was full of water vapor, and seemed to have a salty smell.

Zhang Shuyun was sweating from the heat, couldn't help stretching out his hand to untie the leather jacket, and when he was about to take it off and put it aside, the flickering lights in the writing room finally went out.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Shen Mao walked out from inside with a tired expression.

Zhang Shuyun, who was taking off his leather jacket, was embarrassed for a moment, but then continued very naturally.

After taking off the jacket and putting it on a stone pier, Zhang Shuyun greeted politely: "Did Master Shen come back so late? It's really hard work."

"Huh? Oh, yes!"

Shen Mao replied dully, thinking about something in his mind, and didn't notice that there was a little brother undressing in front of him.

Zhang Shuyun didn't care about his dullness, and he himself was just saying polite words.

Unexpectedly, after Master Shen came to his senses, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "After looking through it for so long, I still found nothing, how dare I say it's hard work."

Zhang Shuyun was stunned by the sudden emotion, and he didn't know how to answer the words for a moment. Could it be that he wanted to comfort him?

The recent troubles made Shen Mao even more frustrated, so he simply sat cross-legged next to the stone pier where Zhang Shuyun put his leather jacket, and analyzed himself: "The account books of the Jianwen period have been checked, and the accounts are really clean. All the tax money has been collected, heh..., these two families are really good taxpayers!"

Zhang Shuyun only guarded the ledger, and it was not his duty to read the ledger. Seeing Shen Mao's mocking expression, he asked curiously, "Isn't it?"

Shen Mao shook his head, clapped his hands on his knees, and said a little excitedly: "Of course not! Among other things, the Ningbo Kang family, based on the amount of tax money recorded in the account book, deduces that his family's annual shipments to sea are probably only ten dollars. The amount of multiple seagoing ships."

Zhang Shuyun only cared about defense, but after being in Ningbo for so many days, he heard the locals bragging and showing off.

The Kang family is the head of the eight great families on the sea, with nearly a hundred ships of all sizes under their name, and they go to sea twice a year.

Zhang Shuyun felt a little ridiculous, and sarcastically said: "How is it possible?! Could it be that every time his Kang family goes to sea, more than half of the ships in the team are empty? Who are you fooling!"

Shen Mao spread his hands and said helplessly: "Who else can I fool? Fool us, now I know it's wrong, but I can't find any evidence, hate it...!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to Ningbo just before the New Year's Eve. He wanted to take advantage of the aura of the capital camp to quickly cut through the mess, but after all, he underestimated the power and ability of these people, and now he is in a quagmire.

Shen Mao himself can't think of any way to solve the current situation, but he believes that with the wisdom of His Highness the Crown Prince and the wisdom of Lord Wang, the current predicament is only temporary. Besides, there is his brother Dongsheng, that guy can always think of it. some ideas.

Speaking of when did Dongsheng come to Ningbo, and he didn't say hello when he left, so he should explain it anyway!

Out of missing his brother, Shen Mao couldn't help asking: "Zhang Zongqi, when Jiang Baihu left, did he say when he would come back?"

Zhang Shuyun probably guessed what Shen Mao wanted to know,

But he might be disappointed, and he said with some sympathy: "Master Baihu said when he left that Master Lin was in charge of everything, so he didn't know when he would return, and only told us to obey the orders of Master Lin."

Shen Mao was not disappointed, but a little envious. He sighed and said, "Hey... I have been free for half a day, and Dongsheng has been busy for half a day. I'm afraid he was so happy that he almost forgot about his errands."

"Ha ha……"

Zhang Shuyun couldn't help laughing and jokingly said: "Lord Shen, don't worry, isn't there still our Baihu adults, and they will not be forgotten."

It's hard to say, maybe they will forget about it, Shen Mao thought that if he didn't see Dongsheng in half a month, he would write a letter to remind him.

Of course, Lin Fangxu didn't need him to urge him. In the third year of junior high school, he took his old buddy and future husband and set off from Linjiacun. He was already on the way.

Fenghua County is under the rule of Ningbo Prefecture, and the southeast is close to the sea. The fish, shrimp and shells are much cheaper than Wuyi County, and they are very fresh.

Two-finger-long sea prawns are not uncommon in small counties close to the sea. For people in the prosperous capital, even those who come from honorable families cannot eat them a few times.

When going out, Lin Chong was sitting next to Lin Fangxu, and when he quickly killed three prawns, he saw Jiang Shaolang on the opposite side peeling the first one slowly. pay attention to.

Only Lin Fangxu, who knew his prospective husband, knew that his Xiaoyun didn't know why he was so anxious at this moment. Elegance was just an appearance, and he just couldn't peel quickly.

It took Jiang Shiyun a long time to peel one, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth.

Sure enough, sea prawns should be eaten fresh. In the past, the ones eaten in the capital were not so fresh and sweet, and the meat was not so firm.

Lin Fangxu felt that although his husband-to-be was born in a noble family, his temperament could not be more easily satisfied.

For example, at this time, a prawn can make him look satisfied and his eyes are full of joy.

Jiang Shiyun couldn't get enough of his meal, he raised his chopsticks with his right hand, his bright eyes patrolled the table, his expression was serious like a general patrolling the battlefield, but he just wanted to pick the biggest sea prawn, so that he could peel the same shell and eat more meat , cost-effective!

One of the two plates of sea prawns was obviously big. Jiang Shiyun's eyes glowed, and he raised his right hand, intending to put it in his pocket, but suddenly a pair of chopsticks came across him. Just like that, he was clipped by Lin Fangxu who had observed him with a smile for a long time.

Not reconciled, Jiang Shiyun turned his head and stared at him resentfully, pouted, eyes full of accusations.

Lin Fangxu looked at him and smiled, then pinched the head of the shrimp with one hand and the tail of the shrimp with the other, turned the shrimp twice left and right, and the whole shrimp was completely peeled out.

Then carefully remove the shrimp thread, and then gently put it in the small dish in front of Jiang Shiyun.

Jiang Shiyun was surprised for a moment, and then he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling like a flower, and raised his eyes to see Lin Fangxu looking at him teasingly. Then enjoy it modestly.

Lin Fangxu's heart was like a feather brushing by, itchy and numb, but with a gentle and doting smile on his face, as if resigned to his fate, he took another sea prawn from the plate and started to feed Fulang.

Lin Fangyuan and Lin Chong, who were at the same table, watched the whole process silently. They only felt that the prawns in their mouths seemed to be tasteless and choked.

This year's Fenghua County is several times more lively than in previous years. As far as the eye can see, it is almost full of businessmen from all over the place.

In the restaurant, it was already full of guests before noon. There were many people like Lin Fangxu eating quietly, but there were a few tables where the chatter was very loud, and Lin Fangxu would listen to it while shelling.

Among them was a table of four people. From the accent and clothes, they seemed to be from Hangzhou.

The conversation between the four people was not loud, but the people around them all listened with their ears up, because the four people seemed to know a lot of inside information about the reform of the city ship tax.

Among them was a handsome young man in his thirties who was wearing lake blue brocade clothes and seemed to have the highest status among the four.

He glanced at the people around who pretended to add wine and food, picked up his teacup and said with a smile: "This time I will go to Ningbo, and I will rely on the guidance of the three uncles. My nephew first toasts the three uncles with tea instead of wine."

The other three didn't dare to really ask him to give him advice, so they quickly raised their teacups and said some modest words about what they can do, how they can help each other, and so on.

Among them was a middle-aged man with two moustaches. He seemed to be more sleek and intelligent. Apart from being modest, he also said flatteringly: "Speaking of which, His Royal Highness was the first one to invite Mr. Shang when he came to Hangzhou. The old man has a very good personal relationship with Mrs. Shang, this time nephew Luo Xian went to Ningbo personally, does he know something inside?"

That Mr. Luo smiled slightly, and only replied: "When His Royal Highness arrived in Hangzhou, Uncle Shi also went to pick him up? Uncle Shi thinks that with His Highness's posture, what else could there be?"

The middle-aged man with the mustache also seemed to feel that his question was inappropriate, and said with some shame: "Yes, yes, Your Highness's attitude has been fully revealed."

Mr. Luo didn't care when he saw him like this. After thinking for a while, he said mysteriously: "Speaking of which, my nephew really got some news before he came to Ningbo."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What news?"

The chattering people around stopped, and the restaurant could hear needles falling for a while, and they all wanted to come over directly. Seeing this, Mr. Luo raised his eyebrows, and said in a melancholy tone: "It's not good news, Ouyang at the beginning of the year The family’s sea boat did not go with the Kang family, and encountered pirates on the way, and when it was discovered that no one on the two ships was alive, and the goods and money were also robbed.”

The people around who listened with pricked ears had a bad expression on their faces, maybe they were frightened by the pirates.

The middle-aged man also seemed to be a little depressed, with a drooping mustache, he said with emotion: "Hey..., it's only because the Ouyang family and the Kang family have a grudge, if you don't give some money and go out to sea with the Kang family's fleet, how can you suffer? What about this disaster?"

After hearing what he said, Mr. Luo, with sarcasm in his eyes, said in an inexplicable tone: "Heh..., yes, the sea is very windy, and the only way to be safe is to follow the Six Great Families."