After Lin Fu was selected for the post of prison chief of Jiangdao Prison, he spent some energy studying the prison affairs of his dynasty.
Except for the laws and decrees promulgated by the imperial court, relevant treatises are extremely rare. There are only a few notes written by scholars in prison, and the records are mostly a few anecdotes from the jailers. There are no treatises that systematically introduce prison affairs. Of course, in this era, professional and systematic treatises on other industries, let alone basic theoretical content, are extremely rare.
In terms of military affairs, except for Su Jinyuan, the famous founding general who wrote a book "Commentary on the Seven Classics of Martial Arts" more than 200 years ago, no higher-level treatises have been published in the past 200 years, just like the military affairs of the Dai Viet Dynasty over 200 years ago. There has been no progress in technology and combat theory. Professional treatises on agricultural administration, water affairs, shipping, ironwork, weaving, and many other aspects are very rare. Even if they exist, they are hundreds or even hundreds of years old. It is a classic masterpiece. Various technological development achievements in the past hundred years are either passed down orally or passed down privately as secrets among masters. Outsiders will never be able to see the secrets.
Lin Fu never imagined that Zhao Shuhan, who had offended the Prime Minister Chen Xinbo over a trivial matter four years ago and was kicked to the cold yamen of the Jiangning Criminal Department, would use his four years of sitting on the bench to write this splendid and hundreds-of-page prison affairs report. focus on.
"Is the manuscript useful to Brother Lin?" Zhao Shuhan said.
"Oh..." Lin Fu came to his senses and was so distracted that he forgot what to say to Zhao Shuhan.
Zhao Shuhan looked at this upstart who had recently become famous in Jiangning City. Although he only ranked at the bottom of the provincial examination, the heated discussion he caused in the city was comparable to that of Jiangning celebrities in the autumn, Jiangdong Township Examination Jieyuan Chen Mingzhe.
Now Chen Mingzhe has returned to his hometown to study in seclusion to prepare for next spring. This scholar who is admired by the upstart of the Chu Party, Gu Wuchen, has no attachment to the title of Jinshi. After joining Gu Wuchen's sect, he is bent on seeking an official position in Jiangning, and he is also actively Preparing to open a business.
Although many of Zhao Shuhan's Qingliu colleagues despised Lin Fu and said that Lin Fu was just an opportunist and a lucky man who was greedy for money. Zhao Shuhan, who was frustrated when he first started his official career, was much more pragmatic than he was four years ago, and he was even more self-taught. Zhao Shuhan would not study Lin Fu's character in detail, nor would he rely on Lin Fu's reputation as a distinguished Jinshi, ranked fourth in the second class, because he could not afford it, but more importantly, he hoped to join Gu Wuchen's sect through Lin Fu.
As for the shameful behavior of scholars seeking wealth, Zhao Shuhan, who had lived in poverty in Jiangning City for the past four years, also smiled scornfully. His colleagues tried their best to extort one or two hundred copper coins, using all possible means to arrest people and imprison them at random on any pretext. Even forcing others to have their families destroyed, could it be that running a business openly and seeking wealth has become a despicable person?
Zhao Shuhan was not familiar with Lin Fu yet. Even if he didn't have a deep prejudice against Lin Fu, from the rumors he heard, he only regarded him as a figure who took advantage of the situation. He was quite proud of his manuscript and looked at Lin Fu. Fu picked up his manuscript and read it for a long time. Then he pressed his fingers against his manuscript and was distracted for a long time. He couldn't help but remind him.
"Brother Lin, if you feel that Zhao's stupid manuscript is readable, you might as well take it back and return it to me in a few days." Zhao Shuhan could also see that Lin Fu was attracted to his manuscript, and he was quite proud of it. After four years of official career, he was very proud of it. It is here that when you see someone who appreciates you, you will naturally develop a lot of good feelings in your heart.
Among the many friendships in this world, the friendship between close friends is probably the most exciting one.
"This..." Lin Fu's mind was in knots. It took him a moment to clear his thoughts and said to Zhao Shuhan, "Brother Zhao's magnificent masterpiece is the most wonderful article I, Lin Fu, have ever read in my life. Why doesn't Brother Zhao write it?"
Published in the world to benefit the world? To put it bluntly, compared to Brother Zhao’s second-class and fourth-place Jinshi honors, Lin Fu believes that Brother Zhao’s real reputation is based on this manuscript..."
"Haha, Brother Lin is exaggerating." Although Zhao Shuhan felt that Lin Fu's words were exaggerated, he was so praised that every pore on his body felt comfortable.
At this moment, all the people who forgot their feelings made him their confidant, "Brother Lin is a son of a wealthy family and does not know the hardships of poverty. Although Shu Han also wants to publish the book, Shu Han cannot afford the hundreds of taels of money for engraving the book.
If Brother Lin really likes it, Shu Han will spend ten days and make another copy of the manuscript and give it to you..."
"Who am I to be a son of a wealthy family? How good is this?" Lin Fu looked at the cold Zhao house and said, "Brother Zhao entrusted me with the publication of the manuscript. I will pay Brother Zhao one hundred taels of silver. After the manuscript is published, I will be responsible for the publication of the manuscript."
I signed Brother Zhao’s name, but all the profits from selling the book in the future will go to me..."
"It's not a Liyuan opera. How many people will buy it if it is published in the world? Brother Lin is making a joke on Shu Han." Zhao Shuhan shook his head and said.
"Brother Zhao doesn't need to worry about this. Brother Zhao just promises me," Lin Fu said, calling Zhao Hu in, asking him how much silver he brought out in his bag, and gave all the twenty taels of silver Zhao Hu had to Zhao Shuhan, "Hate
I can't find a place to read this book right now, so I won't waste time anymore and invite Brother Zhao to a drink. I will have the remaining eighty taels of silver sent to me after I return to the house..."
"How dare you take it?" For Zhao Shuhan, who did not have twenty taels of silver for a year's salary, the twenty taels that Lin Fu gave him at this time felt extremely overwhelming. How dare he ask for another eighty taels of silver?
Besides, publishing and engraving books was a huge expense. He didn't expect that Lin Fu actually said these words seriously. He was stunned and didn't know how to refuse. He was still a little confused when he sent Lin Fu master and servant out.
Watching Lin Fu's master and servant leave on horseback, Zhao Shuhan still felt that the twenty taels of silver in his hand was heavy. He didn't dare to think that he could get Lin Fu's one hundred taels for free by asking Lin Fu to publish the manuscript for him without paying a penny.
Yinzi, and I couldn't figure out Lin Fu's other intentions. Besides, it was obviously that I wanted to ask him for something today.
"You look like you are lost. They have been gone for a long time, why are you still waiting at the door?" Zhao Shuhan's wife came over, looked into the dark alley, and pushed her absent-minded husband.
"When have I ever seen you look at other people's girls infatuatedly?"
Zhao Shuhan ignored his wife's joke and asked her: "You said that I spent all day thinking about those manuscripts, wasting paper and ink and not getting back a penny. But others said that the manuscript was worth a hundred taels just for publishing it for me. Do you believe it?"
Do not believe?"
"Are you crazy, or is someone else crazy?" Zhao's wife said.
"It seems that someone else has lost his mind. Look..." Zhao Shuhan spread his hands to show his wife the few silver coins in his hand.
"Ah..." Zhao's wife stared at the silver in Zhao Shuhan's hand with wide eyes. She was stunned for a long time before she breathed out and said, "Is it possible that he has something else to ask you for?"
"I think so too," Zhao Shuhan said, "but when he first arrived, he swore an oath of incompatibility with Qingfeng, threatened the young master of the vassal by cutting out his tongue, and saved the She family's sister-in-law to keep her innocent. He is a popular figure in Gu Wuchen's sect.
----I am a low-ranking official in the Leng Yamen. Don't look at me as a seventh-rank official. Even the janitor in front of the Jiangning Mansion Yamen dares to look down on me. What good can I do for him to ask for? Besides, when it comes to requesting people, I am the one to do it.
You should ask him." Zhao Shuhan was puzzled and handed the money to his wife and asked her to ask the old servant to go out and buy a few kilograms of wine. He felt that it was a pleasure to meet a confidant who appreciated his manuscript.
"When I get some money, I just want to drink. I don't even think about buying a cotton-padded coat for Haoer first..." Zhao's wife complained.
"Yes, yes, yes, first give Haoer a cotton coat, and then give the wife a silver hairpin." Zhao Shuhan said with a smile.
"I don't want any silver hairpins. It's already dark. If I want to buy cotton-padded clothes, I have to wait until I know before I can go to the clothing store to appraise them. I think I have money to save on flowers. It's the New Year's Day in a few days. You can drink it at noon.
You’ve already had a drink, so you can save yourself a drink in the evening until New Year’s Eve so you can drink to your heart’s content,” Zhao’s wife said.
"Okay, okay..." Zhao Shuhan saw that his beloved wife and he had suffered a lot over the years, so he relied on her in everything.
After returning to the house for a while, he heard another horse hoof coming from the alley. Zhao Shuhan asked his wife in surprise: "Did you really send all the remaining silver?" Hearing the knock on the door, he hurriedly opened the door. It was Zhao Huqian.
The horse stands in front of the door.
"Master Zhao, this is the remaining eighty taels of silver that my young master promised. Please count it." Zhao Hu handed the small bundle of silver to Zhao Shuhan, then turned around and untied several heavy cloth bags from the horse and placed them in the yard.
He came here and said, "The New Year is coming, and my young master said that these are the New Year's gifts he gave to Mr. Zhao in advance. They are local products from his hometown. Please accept them... My young master also asked me to do other things, so he
No more delay…”
Watching Zhao Hu leave the alley on horseback, Zhao Shuhan held his hand on the edge of the door with mixed feelings, as if he had suffered four years of injustice in Jiangning before he truly found a confidant who could appreciate him.
"Look at you like this! I am just a civil servant, but you are still a second-class and fourth-class Jinshi. If the money was sent by Gu Wuchen, the deputy inspector, why would you cry at the entrance of the alley?" Zhao's wife saw her husband's mood.
I was so excited that I couldn't help teasing him, and then said, "Okay, okay, I know you are happy. You can buy all the things back to the house first. I will ask Uncle Cheng to bring you two kilograms of wine and buy you a kilogram of braised pig heads."
The meat is back..."
"Go quickly, go quickly..." Zhao Shuhan was really afraid that he would shed tears in front of his wife because he was worthless, so he urged his wife to call the old servant to buy food and wine. He returned to the house emotionally, and felt that he was taking advantage of Lin Fu like this.
One hundred taels of silver made him uneasy. Even if the manuscript was to be published, there were still many things that needed to be deleted. However, he was afraid of wasting money on paper and ink before, so he kept some of the things that needed to be revised in his heart. Before he could take action, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, shouting
Come to my wife, "You guys have eaten the wine and food. I have something else to do and need to visit Lin Juzi..."
"It's so late, aren't you afraid that people will say you just went there to eat and drink?" Zhao's wife said.
"Lin Fu wouldn't think so." Zhao Shuhan now had confidence in Lin Fu and said without hesitation.
"Then let Uncle Cheng accompany you there. It's already dark." Zhao's wife said.