The honest Fu An began to accept posts from outside for Fu Tinghan.
Fu Tinghan had a rare talent and reputation, and he was Zhao Hanzhang's fiancé. After the refugees who moved back realized that they could not leave Luoyang, some people began to send posts to Fu Tinghan.
Xie Shi has been visiting various homes during this period, in order to soothe the sadness in the hearts of the refugees and make them stay in Luoyang willingly.
Ever since Zhao Hanzhang published a letter of guilt and brought the bodies of their relatives and friends back from Shi Le, there were very few people in Luoyang who wanted to leave.
The vast majority of people have resigned themselves to staying.
Since you want to stay, you must naturally live a good life.
Fu An brought in two posts, "Lang Jun, this is a new greeting post."
Fu Tinghan only raised his head and glanced at it before saying, "Leave it to Mr. Ji and Zhao Kuan."
Since Fu Tinghan started collecting posts, people who couldn't find Zhao Hanzhang began to come to him, some openly seeking positions, and some seeking money to survive.
This is all normal operations. Fu Tinghan will leave it to Ji Yuan and Zhao Kuan to deal with it. Until now, he will not accept these posts. He will just work in the rear.
"But there are some differences between the two posts."
Fu Tinghan stopped writing and looked up, "What's the difference?"
Fu An said: "This is called Sima Hou. He belongs to the clan, but his ancestor was a side branch during the time of Emperor Gaozu. But in terms of seniority, you should call me cousin."
Fu Tinghan frowned slightly, "Why did he come to me?"
"He wanted to ask Mr. Lang to intercede with Miss Zhao to let him go out of the city," Fu An said after a pause: "I heard that his wife and children were separated from him. They were kidnapped by Shi Le's men at that time, but among the people who were redeemed by the girl,
Without his wife and children, he feels that his wife and children are still alive, and he wants to find them."
Fu Tinghan paused when he refused and asked: "Has he always wanted to leave the city?"
"Yes, we have been looking for a lot of people recently. Xie Shi, Zhao Kuan and Ji Yuan were all looked for, but no one agreed," Fu An said: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to Lang Jun to ask for help. I would still treat him as my cousin.
Name."
Fu Tinghan's mother is a princess, but the relationship between Sima Hou and the princess is far apart. They can only be said to be members of the same clan, with the same surname as Sima.
Fu Tinghan pondered for a moment and then asked, "Is there another greeting note?"
Fu An showed it to him, "It's a man named Gao Jie. I asked about it and found out that he is a knight-errant."
Fu Tinghan was surprised, "Ranger?"
What did the ranger come to see him for?
And the name is too un-chivalrous.
Fu An was also puzzled, "I'm not asking for a position or money. I just want to see my husband."
Fu Tinghan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Then let's see Gao Jie first and invite someone."
Fu An agreed and immediately went to invite people.
Gao Jie, carrying a long sword, strolled leisurely in the courtyard, walking as freely as a fish returning to living water. "
As soon as he entered the study room, he saw Fu Tinghan who was lying on his back writing. He glanced at the pile of documents on the table calmly, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and saluted, "Master Fu."
Fu Tinghan glanced at him, put down his pen and said, "Please sit down."
Fu An stepped forward to serve him tea. Gao Jie found that the tea soup he had here was clear, and only slightly curled tea leaves could be seen in the cup. He was slightly surprised, what is the way to eat this?
Fu Tinghan asked straight to the point: "Why did Gao Xiashi come to see me?"
Gao Jie immediately focused his attention and looked at Fu Tinghan calmly, "The young master is famous. He has family background, talent and prestige. Why should he succumb to Zhao Hanzhang?"
When he came, Zhao Hanzhang said that the person he needed to find appeared.
Fu Tinghan looked at him seriously and said after a moment: "She and I are husband and wife. We are one and the same. How can we be second to each other?"
"Let's not mention that the eldest son and Zhao Hanzhang are not husband and wife. Even if they are husband and wife, they sometimes get separated." He said: "The eldest son is so virtuous and will achieve great things in the future. Why do you hide in the back house and act like a woman?"
Fu Tinghan wanted to nod and deal with him, but couldn't help it. He frowned and said, "When did I hide in the back house and act?"
Did he do anything aboveboard?
He lowered his head to look at the documents on the table, frowned and said, "You can't let me go outside in the bright sun to approve official documents, right?"
Gao Jie: "...Young Master misunderstood, I didn't mean that. I meant that Young Master has done so much, and only the names of Ji Yuan, Zhao Ming, Bei Gongchun and others are heard outside, but Young Master's reputation has not increased much."
, why is this?”
Fu Tinghan said: "Hanzhang is protecting me."
Looking at the silly and sweet Fu Tinghan, Gao said: "No, sir, she is restricting you because she is afraid that you will compete with her for the power in your hands."
Seeing that Fu Tinghan's expression was not normal, Gao Jie hurriedly said: "Of course, this may not be Zhao Hanzhang's original intention. It may be Zhao's idea, but it is undeniable that her move is indeed harming the interests of the young master."
Fame is so important. Some scholars pursue fame all their lives. Therefore, in Gao Jie's view, Zhao Hanzhang's restriction on Fu Tinghan's fame was depriving him of the benefits he deserved.
Seeing that Fu Tinghan was silent, Gao Jie felt that he could listen and persuade him, and said: "The eldest son should have his own power. Looking at the late emperor and the current difficult situation, we know that only when the power is in his own hands can he have the right to speak."
Fu Tinghan stretched out his white hands and said, "Look."
Gao Jie looked at it, puzzled, "What are you looking at?"
"Do you think I can go on the battlefield and kill people with a knife in my hands?"
Gao Jie was silent. There were calluses on Fu Tinghan's fingers. They should be calluses left by writing and archery, especially the calluses on the side of the index finger. It shows that he writes a lot and doesn't even practice archery.
Gao Jie paused and then said: "Young Master, don't worry, the emperor may not be able to mount his horse to kill the enemy. As long as the Young Master has good generals, why worry about not having soldiers and horses?"
He said: "Zhao Hanzhang is powerful, but he is only one person. She has to rely on Bei Gongchun, Xun Xiu and others to expand and fight for land."
Fu Tinghan said expressionlessly: "She has someone with money, but I have neither anyone available nor money."
Fu An, who was standing by the side, complained in his heart, if Miss Zhao was rich, why would she need their husband to do this?
"Everyone can be cultivated. As for money," he paused and then said: "I accidentally heard outside that the workshops in Zhao Hanzhang's hands were all made by the young master. Even the colored glaze was made by the young master at the beginning."
Fu Tinghan paused and thought it was a hint, but in fact he made it clear: "Everything from Liulicang goes directly to Zhenbao Pavilion and the merchants, and the stewards are all chosen by Mr. Ji."
"If you can give me the recipe, I would like to build another private workshop for you, and the income from the operation can be used to support your family."
Fu Tinghan refused directly, "Everyone knows that the colored glaze comes only from the Zhao family. We built the workshop in private and we can't hide it from Ji Yuan."
"I can build a shop in the mountains and then flow it into the market in the name of Zhao."
Fu Tinghan looked at him with a naive expression and said: "There are only one to three merchants in each place. If there is glass that is not brought in by them, you will know that it is foreign goods flowing in the south of the Central Plains."
It is basically impossible for locals to sell large quantities of glass products without being discovered."
Gao Jie: "...Why did the young master want to block his own road?"
Fu Tinghan said nonchalantly: "I know there is a place that they can't find no matter how hard they check."