The two agents Zhang Tou and Li Tou from the express team of Jingzhao Yin Yamen have been eating at Liumen Yamenmen for more than ten years. They have never been so useless as today. They were beaten up by a bunch of smelly coolies who empty toilets.
come out.
Zhuo Ligetu was a tough guy and didn't give them any face at all. With an order, more than twenty young men appeared on the wall and shot hard yellow mud pellets with slingshots. When they fell to the ground, they clinked with iron.
It was almost like an egg, and it hurt when it was hit on the body. The scoundrels were beaten until they were pissed, and they were all angry. They followed Mu Linfeng and the two detectives and left in embarrassment.
Along the way, there were rotten vegetable leaves and swill. A group of people didn't even dare to fart. They could only run away with their heads in their hands, throwing their whistle sticks and iron rulers all over the floor. Fighting back? What a joke! They are eating from the inner factory, and they
Isn’t being against someone seeking death?
The two detectives and Mu Linfeng finally escaped from the dilapidated village. The three of them squatted in the corner and looked up to the sky and sighed. Their bodies were covered with dirty water, and they had vegetable leaves on their heads. They were humiliated and thrown into their grandma's house. This time, they were kicked onto the iron plate.
Don't say anything, just go their separate ways. From now on, don't even think about collecting black money in this area of the dilapidated village. It's better if people don't come to them to collect money.\
The two detectives left with a sigh. There was no light in the east and light in the west. At most, they would never hang out here again. But Mu Linfeng was different. He was a man with great ambitions. After his rebellion, he planned to become a commander-in-chief or something like that.
As for Guangzong Yaozu, in his dream, he was wearing a python robe, showing off his power and looking down at Xia Qinxin, making her deeply regret it. This was his ultimate ideal.
But all this was in vain. He had been reduced to the lowest level of Jinyiwei, and there was no possibility of promotion. His bullshit was blown, and those scum in the world would no longer pay attention to him. In despair, he dragged his heavy steps away.
A dilapidated village.
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Dongcheng, the residence of Yang Feng, the co-organizer of the bachelor's degree. This is a small private courtyard that is very rare in Dongcheng. It has only three entrances and the front door is not large. It is very inconsistent with his status as the co-organizer of the bachelor's degree. This is a borrowed house.
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The official salary of the Zhou Dynasty was not high, and Yang Feng's position was high, but his rank was not up to par. He was only a sixth-rank official, and his monthly salary was only enough to eat porridge after paying the rent.
But a dignified official in the capital cannot stay in other people's homes or stay in hotels for a long time, so Yang Feng was introduced by Liu Songpo and rented the house of a certain censor who had become an official.
The small courtyard has not been repaired for a long time and is very dilapidated.
After Yang Feng moved in, he personally repaired the house and pulled the grass. The dignified bachelor was mowing the grass in the yard in shorts. This was seen by Liu Songpo who came to visit, and he had a better impression of this young man.\
The house of Grand Scholar Yang had to have servants, so Yang Feng found a few relatives from his hometown to guard the door, clean the yard, etc. He used some of his meager salary to support them every month, which was actually equivalent to supporting these people.
Several old men, when Liu Songpo found out about this, he sighed again.
Yang Feng was born in a poor family, but after suddenly rising to a high position, he did not get carried away and still maintained a simple style. Under the system of the Zhou Dynasty, officials must wear official uniforms and formal attires, which were distributed by the court every five years, but these clothes
It can't be worn for five years. Many people spend their own money to buy official uniforms, but Yang Feng is not like this. When he is in the cabinet office, he always puts on the sleeves carefully, for fear that the sleeves will be worn and others will be betrayed.
They joked that he was a miser.
But it turns out that Yang Feng is not stingy. In the fire in the south of the city, he actually donated one month's salary.\
The emperor placed some spies in the cabinet to collect trivial details about the lives of these ministers. After the incident about Yang Feng was reported, the emperor stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.
Liu Songpo and his wife are also very satisfied. There are not many young and promising young officials in the government nowadays. Meng Zhiqiu, who is known as the double wall of the cabinet together with Yang Feng, although he is also young, handsome and talented, he pays little attention to personal ethics.
Xiu Jian was a guy who tended to follow others' influence. Everyone knew that he relied on Eunuch Cao's influence to get to the top. Although Meng and Yang were equally famous, in Liu Songpo's heart, Yang Feng was a head above him.
But such an outstanding young man could not be favored by his own daughter. This puzzled Liu Songpo and his wife. Liu Ying'er was extremely indifferent to Yang Feng. She would avoid him whenever he could, but if he couldn't avoid it, he would make sarcastic remarks.
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It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and every family was having a reunion dinner. Yang Feng's parents had died, so he would be lonely at home. Liu Songpo and his wife discussed why not take this opportunity to invite him to stay, have wine and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
In the above poems, why worry about the two young people not being able to be together?
Having said this, one cannot help but admire the good intentions of Liu Songpo and his wife. Mr. Liu was also born in poverty. When he was down and out, he met the rich lady at that time. Now Mrs. Liu, the two of them also broke through many obstacles and worldly prejudices to reach the goal.
Together, it was also a good story at the time.
In fact, the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words can marry Liu Ying'er, but the old couple are unwilling to do so. They want their daughter to be happy and to truly fall in love with Yang Feng. This requires in-depth understanding.
Understand the advantages of this young man, so we need to strengthen our contacts.
Liu Jingyun and his wife also agreed with this marriage. Liu Jingyun didn't have much ability. He thought that his father would die sooner or later. If he didn't have a strong brother-in-law to protect him, he wouldn't be able to get along easily. Now Yang Feng is only in his twenties.
The co-organizer of the bachelor's degree will become even more prosperous in the future. This marriage is simply perfect.\
So the two of them dangled in front of Liu Ying'er like a revolving lantern, talking about Yang Feng's benefits.
Under repeated bombardment by the family, Liu Ying'er remained unmoved. Her father and mother kissed her and she did not dare to talk back. She was not polite to her brother and sister-in-law, and her eloquent sister-in-law was speechless.
"If he's fine, if he's fine, go ahead and marry him. Don't think that I don't know what your plans are."
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After all, the Liu family decided to invite Yang Feng to come over to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. On August 15th, in Wenyuan Pavilion, Liu Songpo walked up to Yang Feng seemingly casually and said, "Mr. Yang
If you have nothing to do in the evening, you might as well go to the humble house to have a glass of wine and enjoy the moon.\"
Yang Feng was flattered by the invitation in front of so many people, and everyone's eyes widened. Liu Songpo did this to announce in public that I have fallen in love with Yang Feng, a young man, and I want to take him as my son-in-law. Don't do anything with me.
fight.
Of course, Yang Feng readily agreed, and Liu Songpo left happily. The bachelors and people in the cabinet began to whisper, and within a few hours, this matter would spread throughout the capital.
No one noticed that after Liu Songpo left, Yang Feng's beaming face showed a trace of gloom.
Since it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Emperor Kai En got off work early. By noon, all the cabinet members except for a few people on duty had gone home.
Yang Feng hurriedly walked out of Wenyuan Pavilion with a roll of official documents under his arm. His colleagues asked with a smile: "Why don't you go to the prime minister's father-in-law's house for a drink? What are you doing with the official documents?"
Yang Feng was usually very amiable, and he was not annoyed when someone teased him. He smiled and said: "The military affairs in the northwest are urgent, so I can do some work at noon.\"
Returning to his small yard, Yang Feng nodded to the deaf and mute old man at the door and walked quickly to the back house. When he heard the innocent laughter of the child, he couldn't help but touch the paper bag in his arms. .
After entering the back house, I opened the door. Two children were playing in the house. When they saw Yang Feng coming, they were so frightened that they hid behind a woman. The woman was in her twenties, wearing a homespun dress and a hairpin in her head. Jing Chai has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face reveals the simplicity and sincerity of a rural person.
The two children hid behind the woman, looking at Yang Feng with four big black eyes. The woman was a little restrained, but more than happy. She didn't know where to put her hands. She stood up straight. He looked up and said happily: "Ms. sir, you are back.\"
Hearing the strong local accent, Yang Feng frowned in disgust and reprimanded in standard Beijing mandarin: "I told you so many times, don't speak in dialect. Also, don't call me husband."
The woman's face turned red and she fiddled with the hem of her skirt with both hands: "I am from the country. I have embarrassed you. I will definitely change. I will definitely change."
This sentence was said in non-standard Mandarin, which made Yang Feng even more disgusted. He waved his hand: "Forget it, you don't need to be so particular in your own house."
The woman just became happy. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. This is the first reunion festival that our family has celebrated together. In the past, when you were in the capital to take exams, it was just my mother and I and the children who were all alone at home. Mother misses you. I cried my eyes out thinking about it..."
Yang Feng waved his hand again. The woman knew she shouldn't say such unhappy things, so she quickly shut up and pulled the two children over. "Le'er, please call daddy."
The two children are twins. They look like two or three years old. Their faces are red and their bodies are covered in mud. At first glance, they look like country dolls who have never seen the world. But the children are always cute. After calling "Daddy" with a milky voice, Yang Feng finally showed a smile:
Yang Feng picked up the two children and said with emotion: "Cui'e, thank you for your hard work. My mother is seriously ill, and you have two children to take care of. You have to farm the land in addition to your busy schedule. I owe you a lot." It’s hard to repay you in this life.”
Cui'e's face turned red, sir, don't say that. When I married into your Yang family, I became a member of your Yang family. I should serve my mother-in-law and take care of my children. These are all things I should do."
Yang Feng said: "Now that I have become famous, you don't have to work hard anymore. Maybe you can even be the wife of Gaoming."
Cui'e smiled happily and ordered Madam, "I don't care about you, I just want to keep you safe and have a happy birthday with your children."
Looking at Cui'e's yellow face filled with happiness, Yang Feng closed his eyes, and in his mind came Liu Ying'er's jade-white cheeks, her big eyes, her oriole-like voice, and Liu Songpo's earnest words. My heart softened and gradually hardened again.
"Ms. sir, I've cooked some dishes. Let's have a reunion dinner tonight."
Cui'e's words suddenly woke up Yang Feng, and he quickly put down the child. The war in the northwest is tense, and there will be war reports coming at any time. I have to be on duty in the cabinet. You three can live alone tonight."
As he said that, he took out the paper bag in his arms and put it on the table.
"These are the mooncakes from Daoxiangcun Cake Shop in Beijing. They are the most delicious. They have egg yolk, lotus paste, bean paste, and white sugar. You can eat them tonight."
Cui'e was a little disappointed, but she still understood that husband, you can go and we can live by ourselves at home."
Yang Feng explained again: "These mooncakes are very rare. They sell them for one tael a pack outside. You have to try them. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
After that, he hurried away, and after going far away, his pounding heart calmed down a little. The mooncakes were packed with arsenic that he put in with his own hands...
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