Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Take all relatives to Huaizhi to give an imperial edict, seize the emotion, recover and accept the situation, and come out of the mountain

Standing in front of the door, Fu Chen sniffed, the bitter taste of the medicine still lingering in his nostrils.

He pushed the door open, and a person in the room who was changing clothes turned his head and said to him, "Hey, Curly!"

Fu Chen nodded in response.

Tang Lan put on a crow-blue martial robe, turned around and tied his belt, and looked at the young man who was rummaging in the cabinet after entering the door, and said casually, "What are you looking for?"

"Pharmaceutical package." Fu Chen said concisely.

"Oh," Tang Lan replied, "Well... I put it on the upper shelf for you. The jars in between are too heavy, and I'm afraid they will be crushed by you."

Fu Chen groped towards the top of the cabinet, and he found a paper bag.

Tang Lan watched him busy back and forth, and couldn't help asking, "What medicine are you taking? You've been sick and haven't recovered yet?"

Fu Chen didn't answer in silence, took a part of the prepared medicine from the medicine bag, and packed it in some paper.

"Curly hair, you can't be so rude at a young age." Tang Lan was a few years older than him. At this time, she straightened her clothes and stood in front of Fu Chen with a half-smile, "I heard that Besides, you are the person who looks after the Prime Minister's Mansion, but there are many high-ranking officials and prominent family backgrounds in the auxiliary army in Gyeonggi, so you won't be so crazy..."

That's what Tang Lan said, but seeing the young man in front of him with lowered brows and obedient eyes, in fact, despite his indifferent temperament, he doesn't seem like a master who would pick quarrels and make troubles when he has nothing to do.

"I'm sorry," Fu Chen raised his eyes to meet the inquisitive peach blossom eyes of the young man in front of him, pursed his lips and said, "I have a bit of a stutter, and I don't know how to speak."

"Huh?" Tang Lan was taken aback. Fu Chen's frankness made him the villain who intentionally exposed people's scars. He couldn't help laughing awkwardly, "Uh...yes...sorry, I don't know."

"It's okay," the young man's voice was surprisingly clear, "It's also my intention to hide it."

"Well... Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Tang Lan said immediately.

"It's okay, it's okay to say it," Fu Chen said, "Perhaps it's better, better than being rude."

"Excuse me." He said to the people standing in front of him.

Tang Lan turned sideways as she said, and when the young man walked past in front of him, he was swept away by a strong medicinal fragrance.

"That..." Tang Lang simply stopped preparing to go out, sat on the edge of the bed, pondered his words, and said, "Is your mouth disease... born or acquired?"

"...the day after tomorrow." Fu Chen paused his undressed hand, thinking about how he would answer if this person asked him carefully.

"That's easy!" Tang Lanxi said, "When I was at home, I knew quite a few kids who stuttered. They were all scared of being beaten up by the bullies in the village, and they couldn't speak at the end. He clamped him in front of people and talked more, but he didn't expect that the disease would be cured by talking too much in the end, and it would save the family money for medical treatment. Do you think it's funny... Haha ..."

Fu Chen bent his lips accordingly, and while throwing the sweaty clothes on the bedside, he took out a new one from the closet.

"So," Tang Lan said, looking at his thin body, "it's not a big problem. I've been a chatterbox since I was a child. If you want to, talk to me more every day, and you'll be fine soon. Um?"

"Thank you." Seeing what he said, Fu Chen had no reason to reject his kindness.

Tang Lan smiled, and said again: "Are you going out at this time of night?"

"En." Fu Chen responded.

"Let's go together?"

Fu Chen glanced at him and said, "Okay."

"You need to talk more..." Tang Lan laughed, "These words are coming out word by word, no wonder others don't know the inside story... But don't end up talking more and more, and you will still be the same."

Fu Chen looked at his peach blossom eyes full of smiles, and was suddenly moved by the enthusiasm he hadn't seen for a long time, but began to feel embarrassed: "I... I'm just used to not talking."

Tang Lan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder familiarly, and said, "Then let's change and talk more now, let's go, let's go out together."

Fu Chen bent over to the bedside table again, put some medicinal materials he had just obtained on his body, and followed to the door of the house.

The barracks of the Gyeonggi Auxiliary Army have three people to one room. The place is not big, and it only provides a temporary residence for training on weekdays. However, compared with the camp of the Red Armor Regular Army, it is still much stronger and has all the daily utensils.After all, there are masters in this auxiliary army who cannot afford to be offended, and those who spend money should not be neglected.

The two came out of the house, Tang Lan buckled the lock and was about to leave.

Fu Chen hesitated: "Don't you need to leave a lock? I remember Su, Su..."

"You mean Su Rang?" Tang Lan took over.

"Yes," Fu Chen said, "I remember that his key seems to have been lost a long time ago, and he never, never deserved it."

"Hey, no need," Tang Lan said, "He's been busy for the past two days, and he probably hasn't thought about coming back for a while. Don't worry about him, let's go."

The two walked to the door, showed the waist badge to the guard, and went to the street smoothly.

"Do you know what Su Rang is busy with these few days?" The two walked along the street, Tang Lan couldn't help but pick up the words just now.

"I don't know," Fu Chen said, "Because of what?"

"His father, because he committed a crime, he is now dismissed at home and is waiting for his superiors to deal with him," Tang Lan said, "at this critical period, Mr. Su can't do anything at home, so don't ask him to help you make it up. .”

"I remember his father is the Minister of Industry and Engineering." Fu Chen secretly lowered his eyelashes.

"Yo, the door is clear?" Tang Lan smiled, "I didn't expect you to find out about us in just a few days?"

Fu Chen was nervous for no reason, but he still said calmly: "No, he told me that day when I first came here."

"Oh," Tang Lan said with a sneering smile, "it's that kid's style... before you came, Su Rang was arrogant all day long, just like his father... sooner or later he will be defeated. "

The two turned from the alley to the long street.

Fu Chen looked up at the crowd on the street, but found that no one noticed them, and said: "There is no one on the street tonight."

"Well," Tang Lan said casually, "I heard that King Yu's Che Yu returned to Beijing in the past two days, and several roads were closed to make way for others."

"The road is closed," Fu Chen said puzzledly, "Why should the road be closed, closed?"

"Let the common people come over and gather a crowd to watch."

"Didn't you win the battle, didn't you win the battle?" Fu Chen recalled that during the school field training in the morning, the captain even announced the new achievements of the Red Armor Army with them. The road passes, attracting the admiration of the powerful and the people from top to bottom.

Tang Lansi said: "It seems... I heard that King Yu was seriously injured in this battle—"

"Here we are," Fu Chen stopped and raised his head, looking up at the front of a pharmacy, and suddenly remembered that Tang Lan had been following his own route since he came out, and said to him, "If you have something important to do, do it first." Go get busy, I'll prescribe, prescribe some medicinal materials."

"It's okay," Tang Lanhun said indifferently, "I'll go with you."

There were not many people in the pharmacy at this time, the boss stood behind the counter, saw the customers coming in, and greeted them: "You two officers, what medicinal materials do you want?"

Fu Chen took out the paper bag from his sleeve, and said, "Please trouble me with the same medicine, half a catty."

Tang Lan heard the words from the side, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with you, why do you need so much?"

Fu Chen was obstructed by the people around him, so he didn't answer.

The owner of the pharmacy unfolded the paper bag, stretched out his hand to pick up the medicinal herbs in it, carefully identified them, and murmured words.

Fu Chen stood quietly at the side, seeing the owner of the pharmacy pick out two of the herbs, he hesitated and said: "Guest officer, the herbs in here are not from our small shop... It didn't grow in Yandi, maybe It will be used for the household of common people.”

The owner of the pharmacy squinted his eyes for a long time. Anyone who can produce this rare medicinal material must be related to the dignitaries in Beijing, so he didn't dare to ask more, lest he would cause trouble to his upper body: "Guest officer, I think you should find a place where you can get this medicine." Find it, we can't make this tonic here."

"Okay," Fu Chen answered simply, without any trace of entanglement, "Thank you."

Fu Chen strode out of the pharmacy, Tang Lan followed his steps from the side, he said: "This is... a tonic?"

"Hmm." Fu Chen said.

"...Where did you get it?" Tang Lan scanned him up and down, and said, "You're a little thinner... But you don't look weak from boxing the past two days."

Fu Chen looked a little embarrassed, and said: "On the first day when I came in, the captain said that I only, I only know how to beat people, and I don't know the internal tricks of luck, luck, and taught me to practice from scratch, but only It's hard to be alone in luck, hard to condense one's mind."

"You have to take your time," Tang Lan said with a smile, "you are learning from scratch, so it doesn't matter if you spend a little time. The medicine is three-point poisonous, so you can't rely on taking medicine to make up for it at the beginning. If you take too many tonics and damage the foundation of your internal strength, the gain outweighs the gain."

"I was seriously ill when I was young," Fu Chen said in a deep voice, "I thought it was the root cause of the illness that fell, so I made a prescription according to the prescription given by my mother when I was young. "

"Then where did you get the pair in your hand?" Tang Lan asked.

"This is... the help of a nobleman." Fu Chen replied.

Tang Lan knew that the young man was appointed by the prime minister, so he naturally guessed who he was talking about, but he didn't want to explain clearly, and he didn't focus on it, saying: "Since your nobleman has such ability to get Yan Yan If there are no medicinal materials in the land, then you can just ask him for some more?"

"Forget it," Fu Chen said despondently, "You're right, right, taking too much medicine may not be all beneficial."

"Hey, don't think so," Tang Lan said softly, "When I was young, I was given tonics when I was practicing kung fu, so let me go and find some tonics for you someday. Your prescriptions are too expensive, and I can't afford them. But I can still find you some tonics that are usually effective for warriors..."

"No, there's no need." Fu Chen didn't intend to trouble others with this matter.

"All right, all right," Tang Lan waved her hand and said, "Just treat it as my own food, and bring you a pair by the way, what a big deal..."

Fu Chen was speechless.

The two walked along the deep alley with few people, and Fu Chen already wanted to part ways, saying: "Where, where are you going?"

"Then what are you going to do when you go back now?" Tang Lan asked back.

"Stand up and practice boxing," Fu Chen said, "I won't, won't go back tonight."

"Well, you and Su Rang are not going back, and I'm too lazy to go back," Tang Lan sighed softly, and said, "...Forget it, I thought that if you were free at night, I would take you to a good place."

"Well," Fu Chen said indifferently, "Then I'll go to the school grounds first."

"Don't you ask where it is?" Tang Lan raised her eyebrows.

"……Where?"

Tang Lan rolled her peachy eyes at him, and said with a meaningful smile, "Naturally, it's the 'wonderful place for joy in the sky, the ultimate place for pleasure in the world', a good place in the imperial capital that is always overcrowded at night..."

Fu Chen didn't know, so he just said: "Then change it, let's change it to another day."

Looking at his expression, Tang Lan knew that the young man didn't understand the meaning of his words, so he didn't explain much, and said with a smile: "Okay."

As night fell, he watched the young man leave, turned and left.

In the early morning of the next day, a few streaks of red light were exposed above the sky in the imperial capital, and there were already some servants working to boil water in the mansion around the city.

"Master, Director Jiang is here." The servant reported at the door of the study.

Ni Congwen, dressed in plain clothes, was picking up the tea leaves in the cup with silver tweezers. Hearing this, he said, "The water outside will boil in a while and bring it in."

"Yes."

Ni Congwen got up, adjusted his clothes, and walked towards the door: "The manager came very early today."

Outside the study, a group of people came from the courtyard, crowned with black gauze, and blue and gold dresses with intricate patterns.There is a guard in the middle, wearing a purple official uniform, crowned with feathers, holding a golden paper silk, and walking without rushing, quite graceful.

The man in the middle walked slowly in front of Ni Congwen, but he didn't see him. He said with a smile, "It seems that Xiangye got up earlier than our family today. It must be that our family has made up for it."

"Where is it, the chief executive has come to the mansion these few days, so there is no reason for the chief executive to make an apology." Ni Congwen said.

"Xiangye is right," Jiang Hua's voice was soft like a woman's, and even flattering words made people feel uneasy, "Our family's visit today should not be an apology, but—"

"He Xi is the one."

As he spoke, he presented the golden cloth that had been held in his hand for a long time, and said with a smile: "Now, it must be the Lord Xiang who can't shirk it."

The light of the first dawn in the morning is just shining on the golden thread on the edge of the yellow silk. It is extremely brilliant, and the desire for power, ambition and undercurrent of the rich and noble court are all colluded in this golden imperial embroidery.

At this moment, the eyes of all the people surrounding the court quietly converge on this hand.

Ni Congwen looked at the imperial decree lying in front of him with a light smile, took half a step back, knelt down on the ground, and said: "The minister accepts the decree."

Jiang Hua handed over the edict in a logical manner, with no surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "Our family first wants to congratulate the Prime Minister before leaving the mountain, and the Prime Minister accepts the order, and our family can go back to report to His Majesty now." .”

"He Xi is really ashamed to say that the teacher's body has just been settled. I am a son-in-law. If His Majesty ordered me to return to an official position, it would be a difficult task for my family. After all, I am a minister first, so I am ashamed to accept this order." Ni Congwen The original smile disappeared.

Jiang Hua's smile did not fade, and he said along with him: "It's our family's sin, so don't blame the prime minister. It's just that the prime minister has returned to the court to manage politics. I must thank you for hearing the news from the sky, and it is very gratifying. "

"In the past three days, the general manager has come to pass the edict in person again and again, and it has been extremely hard. It is still early today, and I have made some tea for the general manager. Why don't the general manager come to rest and have a taste before returning to the palace to return to his order." Ni Congwen said.

"Then our family would be more respectful than obedient."

Ni Congwen led him into the house, and the servants who had been waiting for him for a long time brought him freshly boiled water, and then retreated to cover the door, leaving the two of them in the main hall of the study.

Ni Congwen slowly poured boiling water over the tea leaves, and the faint tea fragrance overflowed.

He handed the only cup of tea to Jiang Hua on the table.

Jiang Hua seemed pleasantly surprised, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiang, made this cup of tea specially for our family."

Jiang Hua was the emperor's favorite eunuch who trusted and relied on his servants from the palace, and he was deeply influenced by his ears and eyes. No matter whether he really liked it or not, on the surface he was always as happy and elegant as His Majesty, and he knew the habits of literati.

"Good tea can only be tasted once, if there is too much, it will be a disaster," Ni Congwen said, "The corresponding tea should be given to the corresponding people, so that the best use can be made and not wasted."

Jiang Hua stretched out his hand and lifted the tea cover to take a look. Hearing this, he raised his head and said with a smile, "That's the reason. You have to taste different teas from time to time to know the fresh taste."

Ni Congwen said again: "The manager has been inside and outside the palace for many years, he is a sensible person, and I don't want to go around with the false detours of the manager."

Jiang Hua knew that he had doubts early on, so he took the time to say: "If Xiangye has any orders, you might as well speak up."

"I can't talk about orders, but I have some doubts," Ni Congwen said, "Ding You, my teacher, died of illness and stayed at home. I don't know much about the affairs of the court. There should be some reasons for your majesty's sudden recall this time."

It's true that you never go out at home, but the people below are listening to the wind. How could the wind in the wind escape your ears, Jiang Hua thought.

"Naturally," Jiang Hua knew what he wanted to ask. It wasn't a deep secret, and he didn't beat around the bush. Zou, the previous affairs of merging Zhongshumen were shelved by His Majesty. Later, when His Majesty died of illness, the war on the border stopped, and the flood in the upper reaches of the Jin River recurred. His Majesty was also exhausted physically and mentally. To establish a new official, it is always necessary to ask for suggestions from many parties. At this time, Master Shao of Shangshu Province should mention it again in a memorial. Only then did His Majesty remember that the prime minister is a capable minister, and he simply approved Mr. Xie's previous proposal. Advice, from now on, Master Xiang will have to take care of the practical affairs of Zhongshu's sect."

Ni Congwen thought that he was going to talk about some idioms that His Majesty valued. After all, this matter involved the rights and interests of his subordinates. He never thought that Jiang Huaquan would tell the truth, and he didn't care how much Xie Zhi criticized him during his lifetime. Is it because the living don't have to care about the dead?

Ni Congwen smiled lightly, and said: "If His Majesty entrusts me, I will do my best within my duties. It's rare for the boss to be free here, so I can take a little rest."

Regardless of the hint of provocation hidden in his words, Jiang Hua just smiled and said: "Our family is used to working hard, and we can't be free if we want to. If we get busy again someday, our family will feel more at ease."

The temperature of the tea dropped a little, Jiang Hua took a sip and praised: "Good tea."

"Master Shao's mention of this matter really surprised me." Ni Congwen said frankly.

Shao Qian, as a minister, secretly colluded with Jiang Hua, which is known in private, but when Xie Zhi and Ni Congwen, the master and apprentice, were still in the court, they helped each other a lot in specific labor rules. Master who is not offended by both sides, this is not a good choice in the affairs of the court.

It's just that Jiang Hua was able to tell the matter clearly in person, so he should know the inside story.Ni Congwen didn't think it was Shao Qian showing his favor this time, more likely there was Jiang Hua's acquiescence.

Jiang Hua took a few sips, put down the cup, and said with a smile: "In our family's opinion, it doesn't matter who said it. Mr. Xiang is expected by everyone. If you really want to stay at home for three years, it will be the loss of Yan Guo. Therefore, Master Shao is only looking ahead, telling the truth to His Majesty in advance for us, and His Majesty presumably thinks so in his heart."

The eunuch opened his mouth, and it was a pearl and emerald inlaid with gold.Even if you are a ghost and a snake god, if you come to pick quarrels and make troubles, you can't use a knife or a gun, and you will be rectified and obedient.

Even though it was not the first time they had dealt with each other, Ni Congwen still believed in the skill honed by this group of eunuchs who served people in the palace.

"The general manager has said that," Ni Congwen said, "there are only some minor problems in the court, and His Majesty is only anxious for a while. After this period of limelight, the things that should be done should be assigned to their own positions and their own responsibilities. How can there be such a thing?" Too much preference is just a temporary request from His Majesty."

"That's right," Jiang Hua put down the hand that was twirling the handle of the lid, and said, as if he had lost his interest in tea, "Our family is naturally willing that a lucky person like Xiangye can live up to his wish to be evergreen. Come on, today's The tea is also drunk, our family has finally invited Master Xiang out for these three consecutive days, and it can be regarded as living up to His Majesty's entrustment, if there is nothing left, our family will go back first."

"Boss, go slowly." Ni Congwen was still sitting on the sandalwood chair, obviously not intending to see him off.

Jiang Hua got up and said with a smile: "Then let's watch Xiangye show off his economic skills in the future."

After finishing speaking, he took another look at Ni Congwen and walked away slowly.

Ni Congwen lifted the lid of the tea and took a look. It was obvious that he hadn't taken a few sips. Most of the cup of tea was still fresh and hot, so he sneered.Standing up and walking to the door of the study, he could still see a group of eunuchs surrounding the man and walking out of the courtyard. The vast and magnificent clothes were extremely gaudy.

"Go and remove the tea," Ni Congwen ordered to the servant at the door without looking sideways.

"Yes."

"Wait," Ni Congwen turned around to stop him again, and said, "There's no need to send it to be washed, just take it and throw it away."

As soon as Jiang Hua left, some of the disciples supported by the Prime Minister heard the news and came to the study to congratulate him in the morning.

"Master Xiang spent three days in a row on Jiang Hua this time. This is really putting on a good posture, so that the group of eunuchs can watch." A guest said.

"It's nothing more than three things, it's just a formality," Ni Congwen said indifferently, "It's all about etiquette. Since His Majesty is willing to make an order, it is already giving face to the official and the teacher."

Another guest commented: "...but this time it will be a lot of time earlier than Xiangye previously expected."

"This matter was really beyond my expectation," Ni Congwen said, "but it just saved my time. I originally planned to let the six parts do some moves, but now Shao Qian's play is added, no matter where he comes from. Your hard work has relieved one of my worries."

"Xiangye is right," a long-bearded doorman continued, "Your Majesty's attitude has always been wavering, but the officials in the court know who Jiang Hua and Shao Qian are from. This time, Jiang Hua and Shao Qian have made enough momentum. Hua cut his power by himself, and ended up in a mess. There are still a lot of jokes in everyone's heart, just waiting for the prime minister to seize power and slowly clean them up."

Another disciple went on to brag: "If the torrential rain the month before last seemed to be a natural disaster, now it seems that it was actually God's intention to let Xiangye not surrender and show his grand plans."

Thinking of something, Ni Congwen smiled from a distance, as if he was very pleased with his flattery, and continued: "...this, I really believe it."

Ni Congwen was very happy, and the people below did not hesitate to add fuel to the flames, saying: "That's right, the eldest son was just about to be promoted to the fourth-rank servant because of the transfer of officials from the Ministry of Industry, and it is also a time when the future is bright. Looking at the court , at the young master's age, there are not many people who can reach such a position in the court."

Ni Congwen smiled and didn't answer. It took him a long time to wake up suddenly. He summoned a trustworthy official and ordered: "Send someone to tell Mr. Zhang in the Ministry of Households that the flood attack in Maocheng was caused by the flood earlier. Su Dingnan, who personally supervised the project, has already done it due to negligence and missed work, so tell him to take it easy."

"The Ministry of Households appropriation is for the purpose of checking the accounts. Let him be careful of the group of eunuchs in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They will take revenge and find out some mistakes. If something is really done at this time, the official will be fine." It doesn't help him at all."

"Yes."

The doormen below looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.One person boldly asked: "Dare to ask Xiangye, but do you want to start from Shangshu Province?"

"Let's deal with the few things in front of us first," Ni Congwen shook his head, and said, "Since Shao Qian bowed down and personally gave me a step up this time, let's sell him the matter of Shang Shusheng for the time being, and talk about it slowly. But Su Dingnan is just an introduction. What they committed by themselves, I just push the boat along the way and uncover it afterwards. But what has been done is what has been done, and it cannot be erased. If they are allowed to go on like this, how can I be worthy of the past? Where is your mentor, Yue-zhang?"

Ni Congwen rested his right hand lightly on the plain white edge of the cloth on his knee, meditating silently.