Yingtian Prefecture, Jiangning Town, and a passenger ship arrived quietly on the fishing port with a lingering river.

A man with white hair in blue shirt and white hair walked down the boat with an excited expression in his eyes, holding the mast, looking around. The scenery by the river was the same as before, with endless merchants coming and going, with tall buildings and wine shops standing in full bloom, and a prosperous scene on earth.

Although I have only been away from my hometown in Jiangnan for three or five years, the Hu Feng in the Central Plains has already been a fishy ruler of aliens. Now I have escaped all over my body and returned to the familiar Jiangnan, which seems to be a different life.

The young servant who had disembarked first helped the boatman tie the rope tightly and said with a smile: "Master, you are impatient on the road. Jiangning, who has been thinking about you, has been reluctant to get off the boat."

Jiang Jianxun did not think it was offensive, so he depended on each other and fled back to Jiangnan all the way, which had long allowed him to establish a deep friendship with this slave.

"Haha, Wang Da, I feel even more timid in my hometown. How could a rough man like you understand?"

The servant named Wang Da grinned and said, "Master, are we going back to the house now?"

Speaking of the old house, Jiang Jianxun's joy disappeared, and turned into a little sadness. Things changed, and his family and young, I don't know how many people survived. At that time, he abandoned the wealth and honor of his family and insisted on going to the north to be a small official of the ninth rank. Who knew that the mutiny of Guyuan on the nine borders of Shaanxi and Gansu was swept by the rebels and experienced several rebellious kings, and finally followed Li Zicheng into Beijing.

Later, the king's flag changed from the top of the city. Wu Sangui and Dorgon finally entered the Shenjing, which was salivating from the entire Manchu tribe.

These days, the master and servant were like duckweeds. They had been the county magistrate of the Ming Dynasty and the secretary of the army of the rebel army. They were fortunate to live until now. Thinking of their own strategies, they have been using them all over the years.

The prosperous scene around Jinling made Jiang Jianxun feel better as he walked. The north was full of smoke and people who could not survive were everywhere. Their master and servant were covered in dust, and they looked like northerners who had escaped. Not long after entering the city, a commoner stepped forward and stopped them and asked, "You escaped from the north, right?"

It turned out that the government had issued a clear order that all the northerners who fled were properly placed. Seeing that they were ragged, this yamen runner in blue and red hat wanted to welcome them to the yamen and arrange to work in the registered merchant workshop. In the workshops of these merchants, 30% of the wages of all the northerners who worked were paid by the yamen.

Jiang Jianxun smiled, and opened his mouth to speak authentic Jinling dialect: "We are not people who fled south and north, but people who return to their hometowns."

The yamen runners were also native to Jinling. When they heard him speak, they knew that what they said was true. The yamen runners frowned and thought they were countrymen who entered the city. They scolded: "Don't run around, but the boss saw you poor appearance, and thought I had not been able to settle the Northern people."

Jiang Jianxun and Wang Da have never heard of any vicious words in recent years, and have suffered all kinds of anger, so they will not keep it in their hearts. The master and servant looked at each other and walked towards their own house. That calm and composed demeanor made the yamen runners confused.

The little yamen runner held the knife handle in his hand and muttered, "Two beggars, dare to be so arrogant when walking."

Changganli, a place where countless poems are passed down, is between the Qinhuai River and the Yuhuatai, and is the most prosperous area in Jinling.

The ragged master and servant came to this place that was incompatible with their clothes. Wang Da said with a little excitement and said, "Master, we are home."

Jiang Jianxun mocked Wang Da, but unconsciously accelerated his pace. Finally, he came to his mansion.

I saw the strong armor at the door, full of bright steel knives, looking at them and shouting: "Military aircraft are important, idle people are waiting, get out of here quickly."

Even though Jiang Jianxun felt as if he was still confused by this scene, the gold-inlaid plaque in front of his mansion "Jiang Mansion" was no longer there, and it was replaced with a larger "Photographing the Government".

Wang Da was resentful and shouted loudly: "Please inform me and say that the owner of this house is back."

When the guard guard Chen Xiaoliu heard this, he thought to himself that the yard was abandoned for a long time. The commander-in-chief fell in love with the beauty of the place and took it for himself. Now if the master has found it, according to the commander-in-chief's character, it is impossible to force the robbery. Why not I go and inform the old housekeeper.

Hou Xuanyan has now gone to Suzhou and left Yang Shu to guard the yard. After listening to Chen Xiaoliu's words, he walked out and saw that the two people in front of him didn't look like someone with such a big yard.

Yang Shu said suspiciously: "I heard that this yard is your ancestral property?"

Jiang Jianxun smiled with his hands behind his back, "It's not the ancestral property. I made some money at the beginning, and I fell in love with this yard and bought it with money."

Yang Shu's eyes were hesitant, and Wang Da said from the side: "My master is an official in Shaanxi and Gansu. He encountered a chaos in the north and just escaped."

Yang Shu couldn't help but believe it. If these two were liars, they would not dare to come to the government to act wildly. However, this yard is no longer a simple mansion, but this is the military and political center of the Ming Dynasty.

Yang Shu thought for a while and said in a kind tone: "To be honest, my young master is Duke Yue. He went back to Suzhou for a wedding. I can't make the decision for a while. Why don't you give you some money first and come back when the young master comes back?"

Jiang Jianxun's eyes lit up. Hou Xuan's name was well-known even in the north. He didn't expect that he and him would have such a fate. He is now penniless, but he refuses to ask for Yang Shu's money, for fear of being underestimated by the photographed government.

"This housekeeper, since it was requisitioned by the Duke of Yue, I should not have continued to insist, but in this yard, there is my parents' ancestral hall and my wife's former residence. Please give me some convenience and let me settle down and come to move."

Yang Shu said: "The yards you mentioned are useless to seal them all the time, so it is natural to be fine. As for the compensation for the yard, let's wait until the young master comes back before talking about it."

After leaving Changganli, Wang Da complained: "Master, it's worth his money to give us. Why did you refuse? When our money crossed the river, we gave it to the black-hearted boatman. Now, we're going to sleep on the streets."

Jiang Jianxun waved his sleeves, his face full of high spirits, and he whispered loudly, "My man Jiang is in Jinling. Although he is not old friends everywhere, he will not sleep on the streets. Within half an hour in Changgan, someone recognized me and invited us home to entertain us. Do you believe it?"

Wang Da looked at his master, shook his head and sighed: "It's hard to endure tonight."

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At the third update of the moon, the master and servant hurried in the corner of a tall building on the banks of the Qinhuai River, trembling. The spring was steep and the coldness was still there. Since the regent of the Duke of Yue in the Ming Dynasty, curfews have been abolished. There were several pedestrians sparse on the streets at night.

Wang Da learned the country song from somewhere, and hummed there with pleasure: "The poor are playing ten steel hooks on the crossroads, but they cannot hook their relatives' flesh and blood. The rich are in the deep mountains and forests, and they can't beat the unrighteous guests and friends. Master, you have calculated this wrongly."

Jiang Jianxun was so angry that he said angrily: "You dirty slave don't know how to find some food for the master. He is humming here, which makes people feel annoying."

At this time, a wine glass fell down from the upper floor, and the cold wine was spilled, pouring the arrogant Mr. Jiang’s face. Even though Jiang Jianxun was dressed in rags, he still paid great attention to his appearance. He was the kind of person who could not eat food and face to wash.

Jiang Jianxun stood up and pointed at the top and said angrily: "Who is the dog thief? The hidden arrow hurts people!"

There is a young man who makes fun upstairs, and there are naturally a group of his servants downstairs. When he heard Jiang Jianxun scolding, he walked forward with a grim smile, with a bad expression.

Wang Da shook his head and suddenly said to himself: "Master, you are getting well and having a good time now. Our wine and food are here!"

He said that he waved his fists before night, punching one by one, and like the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, knocking over a dozen slaves to the ground. He could slaughter the vital land of the Jifu in the nine sides of Shaanxi and Gansu, where the smoke was everywhere, and escaped without any luck.

Wang Da smiled, raised the man in charge on the ground, turned to Jiang Jianxun and said, "Master, please come upstairs."

Jiang Jianxun walked with eight-character steps, wiped the remaining wine on his forehead, and snorted coldly and walked upstairs.

This was originally the outer house of Wu Shouyu, the son of Wu Jikun, the richest man in Jinling. Just because his wife was jealous and powerful, Wu Shouyu had to raise her canary here.

He had long heard the noise below, and he didn't care. He fought for hard-won time and did happy things with his little lover.

Suddenly, two uninvited guests broke into the door with their servants.

Wu Shouyu hurriedly tied up his clothes and walked out. He was about to get angry, but he shook his fingers and had not scolded him yet. He suddenly asked, "Is it my Uncle Jiang?"

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Jiang Jianxun, who cleansed his face, drank elegantly and calmly, and did he pick up a bite of the dish with chopsticks?

Wu Shouyu and his beautiful woman in the golden house laughed and persuaded him to drink. He sat down with the chicken in his hands, and chewed his mouth full of oil.

"I have been gone for so many years and I have never heard of it. When I came to Chu Duoduo, the garrison minister opened the city and surrendered. My uncle's family..."

Although Jiang Jianxun had expected this, his face moved slightly and he recovered immediately.

"In the world is impermanent, and life and death are destined to be in chaos."

Wang Da, who was gnawing the chicken, suddenly felt that the delicious food in his mouth had also lost a lot of taste. His nose sore, and he drank a sip of wine, which was bitter into his throat.

Wu Shouyu picked up what he liked and began to say it, hoping to downplay the grief of this poor middle-aged man.

"Fortunately, our Duke Yue came later. The Duke is different from other scholars and attaches great importance to our businessmen."

Wu Shouyu became happier the more he spoke, and he said what Hou Xuanyan did one by one.

Jiang Jianxun asked, "He requisitioned my house, and his old housekeeper said he wanted me to wait for him to come back."
Chapter completed!