The Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated in ten days. During this period, the people who fled out have returned one after another, and the outer city has regained a lot of popularity. The most lively one is naturally Xuanbeifang outside Xuanwu Gate, because this is originally a gathering place for handicraft workshops in Beijing, such as coal yards, cellars, brick factories, dyeing workshops, and carriages. Many people in Beijing rely on working in these workshops to make a living.

Today, SF Express car rides are crowded with people, crowded with refugees coming to receive porridge. It is said that today is the full moon of two daughters in the family of Jinghai Hou. Therefore, not only are there meat porridge, but each person also sends two buns. Therefore, there are a lot of refugees coming to receive relief, blocking the streets.

The refugees who received the meat porridge and buns were so excited that they burst into tears. They knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, thanking the Marquis Jinghai who saved the suffering. They wished the two daughters of Marquis Jinghai's family a long life, smartness, and healthy growth...

Opposite to SF Express’s carriage is a relatively high-end restaurant. At this time, the window of a private room on the second floor was open, but three people were sitting around the mat, looking at their dresses, either rich or noble.

While drinking a slutty wine, the three of them looked at the refugees queuing up on the street through the windows. When they saw some refugees kneeling on the ground and were grateful, one of them couldn't help but snorted and mocked: "These lowly mud legs are really easy to satisfy. A bowl of meat porridge and two buns were bought. I'm a man of Jinghai Hou Xu Jin is just a fame and reputation."

Another man sarcastically said: "The key is that people don't have to spend a cent of rice, grain and silver to seek fame. This method is not ordinary skillful, and you can't accept it."

The first person to speak glanced at the third person who was just looking down and drank, teasing: "Why didn't Lao Qiu go to the Marquis of Jinghai to congratulate him today? I heard that on the day when the Marquis of Jinghai Xu Jin returned to Beijing from Shanxi, Lao Qiu followed Eunuch Huang, the Imperial Superintendent, to welcome him. How about it? Xu Dashu did not arrange a single official position for you?"

The man bowed his head and drank in silence, it was the Marquis of Xianning, and the one who spoke first was Chen Yu, the Marquis of Taining, who was also a nobleman, with a title of Ning Jinbo, and his name was Liu Wen. He was just an insignificant person in the group of nobles, and he also had no public office. He was a little character who relied on Fenglu to live and waited for death.

Hou Qiuluan, Xianning, has been very depressed recently. She originally wanted to hold Xu Jin's thigh and get into a public office, but Xu Jin didn't expect that he would not miss him at all. He had not been received after visiting him several times.

Seeing that he could not hold Xu Jin's thigh, the Queen of Xianning had to retreat and search for the second time and went to work hard to serve the bosses of the great group of nobles such as Xu Pengju, Cheng Guogong Zhu Fu, and Ding Guogong Xu Guangzuo. Finally, he received a positive answer from Xu Guangzuo of Ding Guogong. As a result, the emperor actually wanted to sack and dismantle the 12th Regiment of the Beijing Army and restore the three major camps in the early Ming Dynasty.

In this way, the Wuxun Group that controlled the 12th Battalion of the Beijing Army was all deprived of military power. The promise of Duke Ding Guo Xu Guangzuo was naturally invalidated, and Qiu Luan's desire to take a job in the Beijing Army was also disappointed again.

The worst thing is that Xu Jin actually proposed a system of deduction for titles and was approved by the court. Qiu Luan was so worried that he finally inherited my rank of Xianning Marquis. Now he has no public office, so there is no way to talk about making meritorious deeds. In this way, when he passes the title to his son, he will be demoted to Xianning Bo, and his salary will be greatly reduced.

In fact, it is not only Qiu Luan who is worried, but all the nobles are worried. Once the relegation system is implemented, the good days they will enjoy their blessings on the merits of their ancestors will never be returned. If they want to maintain their title, they have to go to the battlefield to make great contributions.

Therefore, the nobles hated Xu Jin who "seek fame and reputation", such as Chen Yu, Hou of Taining and Liu Wen, the Bo of Ning Jin, often greeted Xu Jin's whole family in private, and even cursed them by paper people. Unfortunately, these are useless. Xu Jin is still sick and painless, and has a glorious glory. Today, the two daughters in the family have been in full moon, and the grand moon banquet is held.

Qiu Luan drank the turbid wine in the glass and said with resentment: "Shangshu Xu doesn't look down on us at all, so why should we be mean to be humble? Go to Xu's mansion to touch his cold butt with a hot face!"

Ning Jin Bo Liu Wen sneered: "Xu Jin not only looked down on you, Marquis Qiu, but also looked down on all our old martial arts people. We want to kill us."

"Hmph, Xu Jin is just a villain now. Sooner or later, when he is in trouble, I don't believe that he can always cover the sky with his hands." Chen Yu, Hou Taining, looked very angry. He was originally the governor of the camp of the martial arts camp, but now the 12th Regiment Camp is about to be demoted, so he is naturally the governor of the camp, so he is very angry.

Qiu Luan sighed and said, "Oh, you don't understand. Xu Jin is the second. The key is that the emperor is also dissatisfied with our old martial artists. Our lives will be harder and harder in the future. If you want to maintain your title, you still have to work hard to make contributions. Otherwise, you will become a commoner in two or three generations. Just like those mud legs queuing up on the street to receive porridge."

Chen Yu and Liu Wen couldn't help but feel silenced. This time Altan besieged the city, the performance of the old Xungui Group was indeed too bad. In addition, it was normal for the emperor to be dissatisfied with the rebels such as Zhang Lun, Guo Xun, and Tang Shaozong!

Liu Wen said depressedly: "You two are fine, they have marquises, and they are just earls. My son can't even be counted in the future. At most, he will have the title of a brave general."

"What's the point? Now I can only try my best to make a contribution, but to make a contribution, you must first have a military position!" Qiu Luan said depressedly.

Chen Yu's eyes rolled and said, "I heard that Xu Jin wants to set up a martial arts lecture hall. As long as he can complete his studies in the martial arts lecture hall, he can get a military position. Should Lao Qiu try it?"

Qiu Luan shook his head and waved his hand and said, "I am in my thirties, and I am still a marquis. If I go to the martial arts lecture hall to study with a group of young boys, where can I put my face?"

Chen Yu frowned and said, "That's right, it's better to participate in the martial arts competition. By the way, the martial arts competition in February next year should be the last. When the martial arts lecture hall is established, the martial arts competition should be abolished. Should Lao Qiu seize this opportunity?"

Qiu Luan couldn't help but be moved when he heard this. He asked himself that the archer and horse were quite skilled, and he could pull the two stone bows and his archery skills were good. It was difficult to get the top three, but it should be possible to win a martial arts scholar.

Ning Jin Bo Liu Wen suddenly said: "It is said that after the beginning of spring next year, Xu Jin will lead the navy to the East to deal with Wang Zhi and his son. Although Xu Jin is a little hypocritical and rampant, he has indeed been able to lead troops to fight and has never been defeated yet. It is estimated that Wang Zhi and his son are native chickens and dogs under him, and it will only be a matter of defeat. If Xu Jin makes this contribution again, it will be even more remarkable, so this contribution must not be taken over by him."

Chen Yu curled his lips and said, "What else can you do? Xu Jin has no prestige in the army, and the emperor also favors him. Xu Jin will be in charge of the East this time, and others cannot compete at all!"

Liu Wenleng said: "He Xu Jin eats meat and must give others some soup. Why don't we join forces to recommend Duke Ding as the deputy commander, and then Wang Zhi and his son will be wiped out, so our old martial artists will have a bright face."

Qiu Luan shook his head and said, "Duke Ding is probably not suitable to go out to sea at his age, so he probably doesn't want to make trouble himself!"

Liu Wen suddenly realized that Xu Guangzuo, Duke Dingguo, and Zhu Fu, Duke Cheng, were nearly seventy years old, and had old arms and legs. They could not withstand the storms of the sea. Maybe before they arrived in Japan, they would stretch their legs and return to heaven.

"Then... what about the Duke of Wei?" Liu Wendao.

Qiu Luan and Chen Yu looked at each other. Although Xu Pengju, Duke of Wei, was in his prime, this guy was determined to make money in business, so it would be difficult for him to convince him to go to sea with the army.

"Just give it a try. If you go out to sea this time to make a fortune, you probably won't refuse!" Chen Yu said.

The three of them were just fine and immediately settled downstairs, preparing to go to the Duke of Wei's Mansion to explore Xu Pengju's tone.

"Hey, which one-eyed fat man looks familiar!"

Qiu Luan and the other two got out of the restaurant and were about to board the carriage and leave when they suddenly saw a much smaller porridge stall near the SF Express carriage and horse store that was distributing porridge to refugees. The person in charge of the instructor was a one-eyed fat man. Chen Yu felt that it looked familiar, so he asked this question.

Ning Jin Bo Liu Wen smiled and said, "This son is Yan Shifan, and he is the son of Yan Song, the Imperial Supervisor. Oh no, Yan Song is now a doctor in the Ministry of Rites."

Chen Yu suddenly said, "It turned out to be him. Yan Song was lucky. He was demoted to the Imperial College of the Sixth Century not long ago. As a result, he submitted two memorials and was promoted to the fifth Century Department of Rites, responsible for preparing for next year's spring festival. It is said that Yan Song is now favored by the emperor. The emperor ordered him to enter the palace several times to talk about the matter of the division of sacrifices between heaven, earth, sun and moon, and asked him to preside over the construction of the four suburbs altars."

Qiu Luan heard this and said in his heart, "Since that's the case, I might as well make friends with Yan Song and his son."
Chapter completed!