Chapter 12 The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop
Qin Hui took the lead and walked at the front with a smile. His family was not wealthy, and he sometimes had to work part-time as a private school teacher in his hometown to earn tuition.
Children in the countryside are difficult to discipline. They are all like hozens. Qin Hui has a big head every day. He even wrote a poem: If I get 300 acres of paddy fields, I will not be the king of the hozens this time.
This time they pooled money to celebrate Yang Lin's graduation from high school and his recovery from a serious illness. Qin Hui also paid for it, which showed that he and Yang Lin had a close relationship. In his memory, this somewhat poor scholar was still a close friend of himself, which made him
Yang Lin was very embarrassed.
Seeing Qin Hui's cheerful look, Yang Lin thought to himself, forget it, Yue Fei is only two or three years old now, and the man in front of him has not made any mistakes, so there is no need to hate him.
Maybe he can change him, maybe. You must know that Qin Hui was also a war fighter at the beginning. At the beginning of the first year of Emperor Qinzong's reign in the Song Dynasty, Qin Hui reported that he should not show too much cowardice against the Jin army invading the south. In November, Jin soldiers surrounded Bian, the capital.
Beijing sent envoys to ask for the three towns, but the Jin soldiers insisted that the Northern Song Dynasty cede the territory, otherwise they would attack Bianjing. Song Qinzong summoned hundreds of officials in Yanhe Hall to discuss countermeasures. Fan Zongyin and other 70 people agreed to cede the territory, while Qin Hui and other 36 people did not agree.
Qin Hui wrote a letter about the major military issue: he summoned hundreds of officials to discuss it in detail, strengthened the defense, and placed the gold envoy outside the city and ignored it.
Emperor Qinzong of the Song Dynasty appointed Qin Hui as the official official, and soon he changed it to official duties. In fact, he was an envoy to cede territories. Qin Hui felt that this official was specially set up to cede territories and seek peace, which was against his own views. He submitted three memorials and asked to resign.
After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, this son of a county magistrate from the countryside, a poor, sour and somewhat moral scholar, slowly changed his original intention. Of course, this was due to his own weak will and the fact that his wife's family were all traitors, and more importantly
Most of all, it was the Zhao family's incompetence and cowardice that prevented the officials below from being strong-willed.
Qingyin Pavilion looks like an academy from the outside, with pink and white walls and blue bricks and green tiles. No wonder it is favored by these scholars.
Qin Hui was so shy that he couldn't bear to come here. He was most excited in his heart. He chose a chair and sat down, then shouted: "Human? Why is no one coming to answer? I'm exhausted after walking for so long. Hurry up."
Serve tea!”
Yang Lin looked on with cold eyes. This guy was indeed a stupid young man with no trace of a powerful traitor at all. If such a person were to fight with Cai Jing in the officialdom, he would definitely not survive a round. I really don’t know what he will go through in the future to make him an eternity.
The first traitor.
Qin Hui saw Yang Lin staring at him and said with a smile: "Today is to celebrate Yang Dalang. You should be the one to sit here. Come on, please take your seat."
Yang Lin put aside the "Shuo Yue Zhuan" that was filling his mind, bent down slightly, lifted his robe, and said with a chuckle: "Everyone is so kind, I am ashamed to accept it." After saying this, he didn't show any pretense, and sat down at the main seat.
"It's a rare gathering for you dear brothers. Brother Yu will introduce you a few things and introduce new friends. In the future, we will go to Beijing together to take the exam, so we can take care of you." It turns out that these people are familiar with each other, but some of them are from nearby Yangzhou.
Some of them came from remote villages and towns, and some of them didn’t even know Yang Lin. They gathered purely for the sake of being in a group.
The world is not peaceful now. The Song Dynasty of the Zhao family was the dynasty with the most peasant uprisings in the past thousand years. The wealth and luxury of the upper class scholar-bureaucrats were built on the hard work and sweat of the lower class. In addition, the folk customs of the Song Dynasty are quite inherited from the Five Dynasties. Although the court tried to suppress them
Warriors value civility over martial arts and are soft-spoken, but both the army and the people value martial arts. When these people are oppressed, it is easy for them to gather in the mountains and forests, robbing homes and destroying people's lives. They are strong beams all over the mountains and forests everywhere.
Yang Lin thought in his heart that these people may all be Jinshi in the future. It is always good for them to take care of each other when they become officials. Now he has strong support in the court, but no vassals below to do things. He is about to meet a few familiar people. In the future
Scream for yourself.
Qin Hui was a familiar person, especially the few Gongsheng students from the countryside. After entering the city, they were well taken care of by him, so he was most suitable to be a middleman.
"Dalang, this is Jia Anzhai, a student of Wucheng Gong in Huzhou, whose courtesy name is Juren." Qin Hui pointed at a young man in his twenties and said. This man was very handsome and was the first to be introduced by Qin Hui. He must be quite famous.
"Ju Ren, this is our Yangzhou Jieyuan, Yang Lin, the eldest son of the Yang family, whose courtesy name is Wenyuan."
Yang Lin nodded, nodded and smiled. Jia Anzhai saluted and said: "I am used to taking a lot of leisure. When I went to Yangzhou to tour the lake and climb the mountains, I heard about Yang Wenyuan for a long time. I failed to visit him early. I lost my etiquette. I apologize.
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Yang Lin said to everyone: "Brother Ju Ren, there is no need to be polite. I am also ill in bed. I have just recovered. I was born as a landlord in Yangzhou. I can't entertain a few of you. I hope Haihan will do it."
Qin Hui interrupted everyone's polite words and continued: "This is Yang Hun from Gaoyou, who is my best friend."
"Haha, the best friend you meet is my best friend, and I will get closer to you more in the future."
When Qin Hui heard this, he was very proud and secretly winked at Yang Lin. Yang Lin responded with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"The rest are all old acquaintances. They are all old people from the academy. Don't stand around stupidly. Everyone should take their seats. We are still waiting to be invited."
The remaining five people laughed together, made a bow, and took their seats one after another.
At this time, the girls who had made an appointment were belatedly arriving. Women with different looks filed in one after another, holding trays with exquisite tea cups on them, and came to salute several people one after another.
A middle-aged woman in pink gauze stood at the end with a fragrant handkerchief in her hand. When she came out to take a look, she saw Qin Hui. Holding the handkerchief, she stepped forward and said with a smile: "I was the one who hired the Qingyin Pavilion to build the fragrant garden. It turns out that
It's our great talent Qin Huizhi, but you haven't been here for a while. Are you going to have tea or a dinner party today?"
This woman is the housekeeper of Qingyin Pavilion. Unlike the madams of later generations, she is more like the agent of the top oirans. Her name is Li Yunniang. She was said to be a beauty when she was young. As she grew older, she failed to find a husband, so she stayed in
In this Qingyin Pavilion, you can speak in all directions and serve people like a spring breeze.
Qin Hui, however, did not accept this trick. He looked around with a pair of ruthless eyes and said with a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense, we made an appointment with Miss Ning'er from your courtyard. Why is there no sign of her?"
Li Yunniang looked troubled and said flatteringly: "Oh, unfortunately, Miss Ningxiang has a visitor now. Please take pity on me, a poor person, and don't make it difficult for me."
When Yang Lin heard that this was not a vulgar plot to compete for the oiran, he was not interested in it at all. Although this Ning'er was very good-looking, he was not the Li Shishi whose name was recorded in the history books. How could he ascend to heaven after meeting him after drinking, so he spoke
He advised: "Don't worry about the meeting. The purpose of today is for us to have a drink together and talk about our friendship. The beauty is just a foil, so why bother to sacrifice the good and the bad."
Qin Hui was regarded as the initiator of this banquet. He came here in a fit of excitement and refused to give up. He said reluctantly: "We pooled money to celebrate Wen Yuan. We have made an appointment with Miss Ning'er, so it must be Miss Ning'er. You Qingyin
There was a temporary change in the pavilion. Could it be that the shop is bullying customers?"
Several people present here are all young scholars, and when they became so stubborn that even nine cows could not control them, they all started to support him when they heard this. The originally elegant place suddenly became noisy like a pot of porridge.
Li Yunniang was already in the wrong, but she couldn't afford to offend another guest, so she was caught in a dilemma. Even though Yunniang was an all-rounder, she could only keep apologizing. Yang Lin looked at this chaotic scene and felt
Boring, just as he was about to stop them, he heard a lazy voice.
"What kind of country bumpkin are you trying to get jealous of me?"