Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

On February 22, Xinke Jinshi paid homage to the Confucian Temple and performed the release ceremony.

Yuan Xian took off his coarse clothes and changed into a red official uniform.After registering at the Department of Literature and Selection of the Ministry of Officials at the beginning of April, he will be able to receive the mansion of the Ministry of Industry and Construction. The salary he has accumulated in the past few months can buy a few servants, and then he will be able to bring his sister-in-law to the capital to enjoy it. Qingfu.From Yulin to the capital, first by land and then by water, this trip will cost more than ten taels of silver, which can be saved if it is not possible to take a water transport boat.

As he thought about it, he looked at Zhang Mozhong, who was wearing a red robe with hairpin flowers. The Zhang family was a big grain merchant, so they should have connections with the Water Transport Yamen.

"Brother Zhang." Yuan Xian walked towards the crowd around Zhang Mozhong, and interjected very naturally, "What are you talking about? I think it's very lively when I look at it from a distance."

Zhang Mozhong saw that it was the second place in the list, and replied with a smile: "We are talking about painting."

"What painting?" Yuan Xian asked as he thought about how to bring the topic to the Water Transport Yamen.

Zhang Mo said again: "It's also a strange thing. In the same year as us, Zheng Luanying, he painted a long scroll by the canal on the day of the Qionglin Banquet, from morning to night, you know that."

"Everyone knows the letter he sent to the teacher at Qionglin Banquet. I really don't know about the painting of the scroll by the canal." Yuan Xian changed the topic to water transportation, "But then The water transportation of the canal is indeed prosperous, and the water transportation office..."

He was feeling a little happy when he finally changed the topic to water transportation, when he heard someone beside him reciting aloud, which completely suppressed his voice.

"Wake up late, but when you are in the gate, you can't put it down. One is unbearable. Walking and reciting pictures, while the officials and soldiers guard them, not to move rashly, the second is unbearable. Sitting for a while, numbness can't be shaken, tired can't lie down, three is unbearable. Nature is scattered. If you don’t trim your appearance, but you should wrap yourself in a uniform and bow down to a superior official, you can’t bear it. I don’t like writing books, but there are many things in the world, and there are many cases. If you don’t answer each other, you will be disrespectful and hurt righteousness. If you want to force yourself, you can’t last long. The fifth is unbearable. There are many guests, the noise is noisy, the place is full of dust and smell, and there are thousands of tricks. In front of people, the six are unbearable. The heart is impatient, and the official affairs are in the palm of your hand. , seven unbearable."

Yuan Xian looked over and saw that the reciter was Li Heng, a top-ranked student, who was so intoxicated that he shook his head: "Zheng Luanying's letter of refusal to be an official, this is the most wonderful part. It is obviously a self-pity to the teacher, and he is unbearable to be an official. Free and easy."

"Brother Li's words are wrong. The best part is obviously an allusion, which is clear and elegant. If there is a slight deviation in the writing here, it will appear too harsh, like suing the ministers in the court." The person next to him objected. .

Li Heng raised his eyebrows and said: "I will tell all the ministers in the court... Who knows that Zheng Luanying is a halal and upright person, and does not associate with common customs. He advocated justice for Wei Changfeng, and asked Xuezheng to get rid of Qiu Wenzhao's reputation, and even more It’s the kindness, righteousness and tireless hard work. With the heart of a villain, how can they blame the big ones out of context?”

"Let's talk about the article, let's talk about the article, how to get involved, Li Taixing, don't you want to bully others too much?"

This topic is off topic, and it is getting more and more off topic, and the two people are quarreling so much that they are about to cut off their robes, Yuan Xian hurriedly said: "Brother Zhang hasn't talked about painting yet."

"Zheng Luanying has a lot to talk about, so it's inevitable to miss the point when talking about him." Zhang Mo smiled heavily, "When Zheng Luanying painted, my uncle's housekeeper was present. As soon as the painting was finished, he paid 600 I bought the taels. I reported it to my uncle and said it cost 1000 taels. My uncle received the painting, sent someone to mount it overnight, and sent it to the eunuch Liu of Yinshoujian as a gift for this year. The eunuch Liu Said that he dared not bring this painting into the palace, and gave it to a salt merchant as a repayment of 300 taels. The salt merchant did not understand painting and thought it was useless, so he sold it to a shopkeeper for 400 taels. The shopkeeper sold the painting I gave it to an antique dealer for 600 taels. The antique dealer hung paintings and sold them, but was bought by a Qing Ke who was in the door of a rich family for 800 taels. Qing Ke fooled my cousin and bought the painting for 200 taels. Yesterday my cousin gave me that painting as a congratulatory gift, my uncle thought it was miraculous when he saw it, and after careful investigation, he discovered such a strange thing."

Yuan Xian listened for a long time, and a pile of money went back and forth. Every time this painting was in the hands of someone, it was a good business with no profit.Thinking of the end, there was only one thing on his mind, when would he be able to save so much money?A thousand miles begins with a single step.The first 1000 taels still have to be saved from the Water Transport Yamen.

"It's a strange thing going around." He casually sighed, and then asked: "What is in that painting, are there any boats in the water transport..."

Zhang Mo said again: "The Shi Brown Ceremony is over, if Brother Yuan is curious about this painting, you might as well come to my house to look at the flowers."

Before the matter of the water transportation yamen was mentioned, Yuan Xian naturally agreed, and more than a dozen Jinshi went to Zhang's mansion to see the paintings.

After riding a horse across the long street, Zhang Mozhong suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know? The day before the Qionglin Banquet, many people saw Princess Chaoyang coming out of Zheng Luanying's residence."

"You can't talk nonsense about this." Yuan Xian frowned, "Princess Chaoyang and Prince Pingnan's son got married on the first day of the Lunar New Year. The husband and wife are deeply in love. Don't talk about the princess."

Zhang Mo laughed again and said: "What is it called false opinion? I have already conferred the title of censor, this is called rumor."

As soon as he said that the people who pretended not to hear all looked this way, who hadn’t seen the story of the number one scholar becoming a son-in-law in a play when they were young, one was the princess of the dynasty, and the other was not the number one but was more famous than the number one. Scholars, no matter how they are put together, it will arouse people's imagination.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him again, Zhang Mo groaned intentionally for a while to whet everyone's appetite, and then lightly said: "The son-in-law went to Zheng Luanying's house first, and the princess chased after him."

"The son-in-law is so miserable. I guess he found out that the princess and Zheng Luanying had a relationship, so he went to settle accounts with Zheng Luanying." Yuan Xian couldn't help sighing.

"Brother Yuan's remarks are unfair to the princess. Based on the facts, it is obvious that the son-in-law went to Zheng Luanying's house first, so the princess might be the one who got the news and went to catch the adulterer." A Jinshi with a southern Hokkien accent said.

"It's impossible at all," Yuan Xian said in shock, "Both son-in-law and Zheng Luanying are men."

"How is this impossible? Brother Yuan, haven't you heard of the beauty of Long Yang?"

"The son-in-law is a major general who fought hard, so you can't have such a habit." Another person also interjected, "Furthermore, the princess and the son-in-law are married."

"This is ridiculous, so what if we are married, Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty has never been married?"

Watching people gradually quarreling into two factions, Zhang Mo thought to himself that he has a talent for being a censor.

At sunset, the Princess Chaoyang Mansion is like a golden city.

"Chaoyang, come out for dinner, okay?" Wang He patted the doorways of the two rooms lightly and said, "Those are all nonsense spread in the capital, and they also said that Zheng Luanying and I had..."

"Don't mention that name!" Princess Chaoyang said angrily inside the door.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it, come out, the kitchen has made your favorite rouge duck breast." Wang He coaxed.

Princess Chaoyang looked at the withered branches of the red plum in the net bottle, and smiled self-deprecatingly, you see, she made a mistake again.It was like this when he was in Wangyuan, and he couldn't help but keep him, and it's still like this now.If it weren't for the strict control of Wangyuan, the news of his changing clothes would have spread all over the capital.

Chaoyang, you make mistakes as soon as you see him, and you always make more mistakes, but don't ever see him again.

Cangzhou, the boat sails on the water.

After Zheng Zhao finished painting the egret, he looked at it for a while and then put down his pen.The shape is easy to draw, but the spirit is difficult to describe. Although I have some experience in painting flowers and plants, it is not as vivid as painting living things.It must have reached a bottleneck, he stretched his wrist, began to tidy up the desk, and was about to go out to wash his pens.

"Someone fell into the water!" Chun Niang, who was by the window in the cabin, suddenly shouted and ran out, pointing to the starboard side not far away, "It's right there, save someone!"

The hired boatman stood still, and the boatman's wife bowed her head to cook the fish.Chun Niang was in a hurry, how can anyone in the capital know how to drink water?The two of them should be the only ones in the boat full of water, and the two of them are obviously unwilling to jump in to save people, so they can't be pushed down.

She looked around the boat, they had already entered the small river in Cangzhou from the Grand Canal, and they were the only one around.

Chun Niang was so anxious that she walked to the stern of the boat and wanted to find a longer pole to stretch out, but suddenly heard the sound of "crashing" water, looked back, and Zheng Zhao jumped off.

"Cousin!" Chun Niang yelled and ran over, "You won't..." She said and looked at Zheng Zhaoyou and walked over.

It turns out that my cousin knows how to water.

Fu Niang heard Chun Niang's shout and went out of the cabin door. She saw Zheng Zhao in the water, and said sharply to the boatman, "Let the boat go! I specially hired Guan Ya to hire you, and the yamen has records. Brother Zhao But Jinshi, if something happens to him, you won’t be able to escape once you get ashore.”

The boat slowly approached, Zheng Zhao pushed the person who fell into the water onto the boat, and boarded the boat again.

When Fu Niang saw him coming up, she went back to the cabin and prepared to make ginger soup and hot water. The weather is too cold and the river water might be chilled.

It was a female Taoist priest who fell into the water, lying unconscious on the deck.The boatman's wife pressed her chest again, and breathed into her mouth again. After a while, the female Taoist spit out two mouthfuls of water, opened her eyes and woke up.

Chun Niang said happily: "Don't worry, Taoist priest, you are fine."

The female Taoist priest sat up, looked at the men, women and children on board, and said, "I want to kill myself, why do you save me?"

After hearing the words, Jin Niang said eagerly: "Don't be overthinking, Daoist Priest, whatever happens will pass!"

The female Taoist priest glanced at her without saying a word, and got up with difficulty and went to the side of the boat.

"Daozhang, don't!" Chun Niang hurriedly pulled her back, "There is nothing that cannot be solved, you are not even afraid of death, what are you afraid of?"

"Let me go." The female Taoist priest struggled to shake off Jinniang's hand. Although she was weak, she seemed to know some techniques. Chunniang couldn't stop her at all, and looked at Zheng Zhao as if asking for help.

Zheng Zhao asked, "Why does the Taoist priest want to die?"

The female Taoist priest heard this and looked at Zheng Zhao, and said with a sneer, "There is no joy in life, and no fear in death."

This poem did not mean what she said, but Zheng Zhao suddenly understood.

The female Taoist priest twisted away Chun Niang's hand, turned over and jumped into the water again, and swam far away, far away from their boat. It was clear that she was afraid of being rescued by them again, and she was going to hide from them to die .

It turns out that she can also drink... Chun Niang was a little at a loss.

The river was calm, and the female Taoist priest disappeared in front of their eyes, and they didn't know whether she swam away or sank.

"Cousin." Chun Niang turned to look at Zheng Zhao, "Since you saved her life, why didn't you help me prevent her from dying a second time?"

Zheng Zhao was sitting on the bow of the boat, dripping wet all over.

"If you fall into the water, you should be rescued, but it's her choice to want to die. I'm not her, so I can't decide what she thinks."

Not everyone can have earth-shattering achievements. Most people have to find the meaning of life in the trivial things in life, but sometimes, they just can't find it.

If you can't find it, and you can't paralyze yourself with tiny satisfaction and happiness, it is normal to choose to leave.

He stood up, walked back to the cabin, and continued to wash his pens.

Looking at the surface of the river, Chun Niang found it difficult to regard this incident as a small episode, she murmured to herself: "She doesn't seem to be suffering from a terminally ill strange disease, so living is suffering?"

The author has something to say: "Seven unbearable" adapted from Ji Kang's "Book of Breaking Friendship with Shan Juyuan"

I was a little scared when I wrote this chapter, such as seeing death without saving him, but he is such a person, it is all Zheng Zhaozhao's fault, and it has nothing to do with me. At most, I left Taoist nun there. Stop it, scold him, hum

In fact, I want to open the line of art therapy

感谢在2020-02-1600:12:01~2020-02-1700:23:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 bottle;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 83 bottles of Zhiji; 10 bottles of Qibao, Shuyou-Hope; 9 bottles of Qianxia;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!