The grass in the deserted fields on the outskirts of the city is taller than the people. Now it has been taken back by the imperial court. Today, Yang Lin went to survey and measure the cultivated land, waiting for the auction.
One after another, cattle have been transported from various places and are ready to start reclaiming wasteland.
At this time, some vegetables can still be grown in the ground.
The Long Live Camp opened the road, pedestrians gave way, and the large horse-drawn carriages traveled unimpeded on the suburban paths.
Yang Lin leaned on the bamboo-yellow vine backrest edged with gold threads, leaning on Su Zhuanglian beside him. The beauty behind him gently rubbed his temples with a pair of jade hands.
Su Ningxiang was making tea at the side, and Yin Qianqian and Li Ning'er were playing chess at the side. Xiao Taozi was watching very seriously with her chin in her hands. Although she was young, she was also a lady, and she dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The car was fully equipped, just like a small bedroom, and Yang Lin really thought of going out to have some fun. Except for Fang Miaolian, who didn't get along with everyone at home and took care of the baby, Yun Niang was the housekeeper and couldn't leave.
Almost all the female relatives came.
After returning to the court, I worked hard but could not find a moment of peace.
In the officialdom, a place of right and wrong, if you don't count on others, others will also plot on you. Even if you come and go, I won't have a moment's leisure.
Now that we have achieved a stage victory, it is time to relax, otherwise our iron-clad body will not be able to hold on.
It is also an elegant pleasure to have a picnic among the fields and ridges.
In a few days, this place will all be turned into farmland, and the recreational forests built by Bianliang's powerful people for hundreds of years will be bulldozed for farming.
The army was guarding all around, and only Yang Lin could come with his family. On the contrary, it seemed like it belonged exclusively to him.
On the ancient road on the outskirts of the city, many people were playing. There were many open-chested men lying on their sides under the trees on the roadside, sleeping soundly.
Yang Lin opened the curtain and looked out, admiring the customs and customs of the Northern Song Dynasty. This was a vivid picture of Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival.
The magnificence of Bianliang spans thousands of years. If you look closely, you will still be amazed at the suburbs of the city.
An official in white clothes looked at the carriage coming from a distance, his face was a little rosy. He had a good appearance, a jade face, suave and elegant, and it seemed that he was well-kept.
When he came to the carriage, he looked at Yang Lin and bowed, and said: "My nephew pays homage to my uncle."
When Yang Lin saw that he was obviously in his thirties or forties, he actually called him uncle. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that this was a relative of his late mother's Zhenzhou Xu family, and he seemed to have gained fame.
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Yang Lin can't remember him clearly, but now in the Song Dynasty, there are few people who don't know Yang Lin's details.
"Why did you come to Beijing? But the transfer of the staff?" Yang Lin thought about it. He didn't have many confidants. If he had relatives, how could he not use them?
Uncle Xu smiled slightly and said, "Come back to me, uncle, my nephew is here to resign."
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment, then got out of the carriage and asked, "What's going on? Someone is pushing me away?"
Uncle Xu smiled slightly and said: "My cousin is overly worried. My nephew is obsessed with medical skills and does not want to be an official. He made an appointment with my father before, and he can resign when he reaches the fifth rank. Even though my father has been dead for ten years, my nephew does not dare to break the contract.
, this year the officials issued an official document, asking me to come to Beijing and be appointed as the official of Zhongshushe, which is already a fifth-rank official position.
My nephew has returned to his hometown to pay his respects at the tomb of his late father, so he can go to Beijing to resign."
Resign from the fifth grade and concentrate on studying medicine?
Yang Lin once suspected that he had heard wrongly. This kind of thing could happen. His nephew was simply a weirdo.
If Yang Lin knew about his achievements, he would probably be less surprised.
Xu Shuwei, the master of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and one of the founders of the Jingfang School, once served as a professor of Fuzhou and Hangzhou, a bachelor of Jixian Academy, and was known as Xu Shuwei. Xu Shuwei was kind-hearted and close to Buddhism, loyal and sincere in his intentions, and dared to speak out when things happened.
, a generous man, abandoned his official position and returned to medicine, and eventually enjoyed the reputation of "a famous doctor and a Jinshi", and the people regarded him as a miracle doctor.
The middle-aged nephew with a cheerful face in front of him can be said to be a typical example of not wanting to make progress. Yang Lin stroked his forehead and said: "Don't think about it anymore?"
"My nephew has already made a memorial service to his late father, and no one in the family has any objections. This wish will definitely come true." Xu Shuwei said with a smile on his face. He had reached the fifth rank so quickly in his official career, and it seemed that he was quite prestigious and popular.
Yang Lin nodded and said, "Everyone has his or her own ambitions. In that case, where are you going to go to learn more about medicine?"
"Bianliang is the center of the world, where all heroes gather. Only in Bianliang can we make further progress." Xu Shuwei saw it quite clearly.
"How about I guarantee you admission to Tai Hospital?"
Uncle Xu shook his head slightly and said, "That's a place where you can see a doctor and prescribe medicine, not a place where you can study medicine."
Damn, it seems like he has something, and he seems to be a scholar.
Yang Lin nodded and said: "In that case, you will stay in Bianliang. You can ask about my house and you will know. Since we are relatives, we need to move around a lot."
"That's right." Xu Shuwei bowed again and said, "There are many yamen that I have to resign today, so my nephew won't delay my cousin. After my nephew has finished his official business, I will visit my cousin and grand uncle at night."
Yang Lin thought to himself, I don't even know where my father is. Ever since he became an official, he has been liberated and running around everywhere. Sometimes he goes to Japan, sometimes to Nanyang, and sometimes to Jiangnan. His whereabouts are erratic. He has completely let himself go.
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After sending away his nephew who had no ambition to make progress, Yang Lin was just about to return to the carriage when he saw a girl who seemed to want to dodge when she saw him.
"It is you."
When the girl didn't hide away, she blushed and said, "I've met my benefactor."
This girl is the peasant girl who was teased by Cai Tong some time ago. She is carrying a basket and she is going to nowhere. Since she has encountered such things and still goes out for a walk, it seems that this girl's family must be very poor and she needs to do some work to make ends meet.
livelihood.
So pitiful
Yang Lin looked at this young girl in cloth with great interest. It could be seen that after the last time, the young girl deliberately acted ugly. Under Jing Chai's cloth skirt, she had a graceful figure, and her facial features were not very delicate, but there was a certain smell on her face.
The indescribable charming smell, I didn't notice it last time, I was really blind.
The car curtain opened, Su Zhuanglian looked at this scene, and suddenly laughed out loud.
The girl secretly glanced at the sedan wall decorations inlaid with gold and jade with some embarrassment. Two jade-handled whisks were hung on the wall, and the gilt incense burner exuded light smoke. To her, the magnificence seemed like she was in a fairyland.
"Sister, where are you going? Come sit here and give you a ride." Su Zhuanglian extended her hand to invite her, and then winked at Yang Lin to please her.
The girl shook her head. She saw that the other women were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had charming looks. On the other hand, she was wearing a green skirt and sleeves, and her clothes were shabby. She felt a little ashamed of herself and was in the same category.
"No, no, thank you benefactor, oh no, thank you sir and this sister. My daughter's home is not far away, so I'd better go home on my own to avoid worrying my family.
Yang Lin nodded, and the girl left in a hurry as if she had been granted amnesty.
The scene of wealth and wealth that was just a fleeting glimpse was etched in her mind and she could never leave it.