Jinyi Fengliu

Chapter 100 Out

Chapter 100

Outside the Donghua Gate of the Imperial City, there is a magnificent house adjacent to the South Dining Room, which is the famous Dongwali Factory.

In the hall, Fan Heng, who is short and fat-faced, is sitting behind the case with a black face, standing next to seven or eight murderous bodyguards holding soldiers. On the ground in front of the case, several blue-faced military commanders were kneeling on the ground and pointing to point about the conflict with the brocade guards this afternoon.

"Lord, you have to be the master of us. You are not present. I don't know how arrogant those turtle grandsons are. I waited for the wire to report the criminals. The front and back of the dogs of Jinyiwei arrived, and they insisted on robbing people from us. Naturally, the subordinates are not following and are deadlocked. The newly promoted deputy thousand households in Zhengnanfang are called Song Nan was drinking in the middle. After he came out, he ordered people to beat us regardless of whether it was red and white. There were few of us, and our brothers all suffered great losses. My subordinates came out with the name of the governor, but the man ignored it at all. Look, the bridge of my nose was almost broken..."

It was Tian Gui who spoke. At this moment, his unkempt face was covered with blood, and his blue face looked as scary as a ghost under the light.

Fan Heng patted the table and said, "Are you telling the truth? Did they really do it first?"

Tian Gui kowtowed like pounding garlic and shouted, "How many heads do you have? Dare to talk nonsense with you? The grandchildren of Zhengnanfang have been against us recently. The Anchun planted by his subordinates were threatened by them. They often bumped into each other when they took people, not to mention that many Anchun no longer dared to report the news. His subordinates had already notified thousands of households in charge of execution of this matter. Presumably the governor also knew it. His subordinates felt that this was their reason. It is meant to be against us.

Fan Heng turned his head and looked at a black and thin man and said, "Liu Qianhu, is there such a problem?"

The man hurriedly said, "Indeed, the humble position should have told the adults about this, but the humble position has not yet collected all the evidence. He rashly told the governor to add obstacles to the governor for no reason. He wanted to clarify the reason and report it to the governor, so that the governor could speak in front of the emperor with reason and evidence, so that Mou Bin could not refute it."

Fan Heng nodded and said, "Your consideration is right. Zhengnanfang Jinyiwei Qianhu is a thorny. The governor of Song Nan's name has also been heard several times. A clown still thinks how capable he is. This time, I want to see how Mou Bin explains. I want him to hand Song Nan to me personally and have a look. Is he an iron man?

Tian Gui kowtowed and said, "Thank you for making the decision. That boy is abominable. He took the lead by beating people, and he hit my nose."

Fan Heng frowned and said, "Ouch a good job, a teenager can't beat him. Do you still have the face to say it? All day long, he eats, drinks and has fun, and his skills are not as good as the idle man on the street. It's really a waste. Ma *'s situation writes a confession and submits it up. Tomorrow morning, I'll follow the governor to his brocade guard gate to meet Mou Bin. I'd like to ask if he tolerates his lawlessness.

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In the British Mansion of Zhengnanfang, Zhang Lun was standing respectfully standing next to an old man with a teapot in his hair. The old man's hair was white and he was splashing ink on a piece of white paper. In an instant, a pair of big words with pen and ink leaped on the paper.

The old man looked at it with satisfaction, wiped his hands with a soft silk scarf, and sat down on the chair. Zhang Lun quickly went up to pour tea into the old man's purple sand pot.

"Run'er, how about this word?" The old man took a sip of tea and asked lightly.

Zhang Lun said respectfully, "Grandpa's handwriting is getting better and better. His pen is like a knife and gun, and the paper is full of spirit."

The old man smiled and said, "Your flatter is also good. Grandpa's word is also for self-entertainment, but it can't be elegant. Grandpa is used to holding knives and guns in his hands, and he is not comfortable holding a pen, but what you said is a pertinent comment. Grandpa did use this pen as a knife and a gun. "

Zhang Lun smiled and said, "Our family doesn't learn to sell words. It has something to do with whether the handwriting is good or not. Grandpa's words, those well-learned people in the cabinet dare not not listen."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Childish, these words have been said in the house. Now is not a good time for us. The inner court and the outer courts are divided to fight against the ceremony. Wang Yue and Fanheng and others are all celebrities in front of the emperor. Which of the cabinet Li Dongyang, Xie Qian and Liu Jian are not the favorites of the emperor, but in the eyes of our families in the emperor. The middle gradually faded; on that day, I chatted with my husband Xu, and his words also showed this meaning inside and outside.

Zhang Lun laughed and said, "Grandpa, the emperor is still very concerned about Lao Xungui. Isn't these key military positions in the 12th Regiment Battalion and the Governor's Office of the Five Military Forces in Beijing still under the control of the Xun Qi? If the emperor doesn't trust us, how can he let the military power fall into our hands?

The old man nodded his head and said, "That's natural. The emperor still trusts us who followed the emperor to fight the Ming Dynasty. Once the country is in trouble, we are still the mainstays. We are not reliable. Do we rely on those eunuchs in the inner court? Or do you want three university scholars in the cabinet to go to war on the battlefield? Isn't that a joke?"

Zhang Lun smiled and said, "Grandpa is very right."

The old man paused and said, "That being said, at present, it is better for us to live an Ansheng, just like the words written by Grandpa. What we need to do now is to hold the military power and keep a low profile. This 'Hide and Keep a low profile' grandpa will give it to you. You have done a lot in the past year. In the future, the family of our British government will want you to stand up. Grandpa is old and will depend on you in the future.

Zhang Lun bowed down and said, "What did Grandpa say about this? Grandpa's body is more healthy than that of a teenager. One day with Grandpa, the grandson's heart is worry-free and always feels very down-to-earth.

The old man smiled and said, "Just say that your kung fu has grown a lot recently. If you don't accept the old age, you can't accept it. In the past, a Grandpa Maza could stand still for two hours, but now he also owes half an hour. Don't flatter him."

Zhang Lun nodded with a smile, reached out and put the teapot on the table, dried the ink on the words, rolled it up with a yellow ribbon and put it aside.

The old man drank two sips of tea and waved his hand and said, "Go, I'll come to the house to enjoy leisure. You don't have to be with me all the time. Your sister has been making a lot of trouble recently. Send me a message to tell her that she is not allowed to be naughty and learn from girls. When she meets the right grandfather who is the right family, she is the master of the family, and she is not allowed to be outside anymore. Nonsense."

Zhang Lun nodded and agreed. The old man picked up a book on the desk and looked through it, but saw Zhang Lun standing still. He turned his head and said in surprise, "Why don't you leave? What's the matter?"

Zhang Lun smiled and said, "There is indeed something to ask Grandpa to show."

The old man said, "Is there anything you can't solve by yourself? Now you are also a person with some face.

Zhang Luqi's Ai Ai said about this afternoon. The old man became more and more angry. He cursed the book and said, "You bastard, what I just told you has become a northwest wind. What is it to hide your light and bide your time? What's your turn to get involved in the matter between Dongchang and Jinyiweiyamen? It's not like this. The emperor can't adjust the dispute between the factory guards. What are you worried about? What a bastard."

Zhang Lun whispered, "Grandpa, don't be angry. Sun'er is not going to cause trouble, but Sun'er thinks that this matter is related to Sun'er. After all, Song Nan is for Sun's sake. How can Sun'er not stand up? Doesn't it teach people that grandchildren ignore morality?"

The old man said angrily, "Are you confused or am I confused? Then Song Nan obviously used your name to make trouble with Dongchang. I can see it, but you don't know? Why are you so confused? This Song's intentions are hateful, and you don't have to pay attention to him at all.

Zhang Lun said, "Yes, but Song Nan is not as unbearable as Grandpa said. After that, he promised Sun'er that he would never involve Sun'er. As you know, Song Nan helped Sun'er a lot in the affairs of soldiers and horses in the five cities. If it hadn't been for his plan, Sun'er would not have thought of so many means in any case, let alone being treated by the emperor. Praise in person. Didn't you say that the emperor intends to let Sun'er lead the magic camp recently? That's not because what happened last gave the emperor a good impression; Sun'er felt that Song Nan had helped Sun'er so much. This time he encountered urgent difficulties, and it was also a personal favor to mediate him. You often say that Sun'er also did it according to your teaching. Song Nan is by no means simple. Maybe it will become a person in the future.

The old man frowned and said, "Are you so optimistic about him? Just because he made those tricks in the street?"

Zhang Lun said, "It's not all. Sun'er's behavior is bold and unrestrained. Although he is a low-level official, his manner is a little elegant. Even if he is not a figure, isn't it a favor for us to help him? Sun'er doesn't want to owe others a favor.

The old man patted the table and said, "Childish, how big should this be? Didn't the rash intervention and mediation make the inner court point out that our government is too much trouble?

Zhang Lun thought for a moment and said, "Well, grandpa, you don't know about this. I'll go and see it tomorrow. It's really impossible to help. It's only Song Nan's life."

The old man frowned and thought, "No, you have come forward to participate in the matter on behalf of our government. If things can't be done, you will be coquettish and have no face to be laughed at."

Zhang Lun said, "What should I do? I have promised Song Nan to allow him to report tomorrow that he took action with Dongchang because of my anger.

The old man reached out and grabbed the scroll on the table and raised his hand to smash it. Zhang Lun did not dare to avoid shrugging his shoulders. He didn't see the book smash for a long time, but he heard the old man sigh and said, "You are still too naive. I'm afraid Grandpa won't live for a few years. Grandpa is alive. As soon as Grandpa left, some of you will suffer. Well, today's group of dogs in Dongchang are also disrespectful to you. No matter what they scold you is to insult my British government, and Fan Heng is becoming more and more outrageous. It's okay to take this opportunity to beat you, otherwise it's easy to bully me.

Zhang Lunxi said, "Grandpa, you agree."

The old man said, "I don't agree. You will go to mediation tomorrow. If Fan Heng doesn't give face, he will come to tell me that I will see him; but I'm not for Song Nan. I'm here to protect the face of our government. People like Song Nan, who are from brocade guards, may have other plans to make friends with you. Don't be emotional. Remember Grandpa's words. Grandpa is a story of decades of experience.

Zhang Lun hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "It's been troublesome to teach grandpa. My grandson is ignorant."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Get up, you are what makes me satisfied. Compared with those dboys in the Duke of Dingguo, you have made me worry-free. Go ahead."

Zhang Lun kowtowed, got up, picked up the scroll on the table, and slowly exited the door; the old man sat alone in the big chair, sighed slightly, and looked at the candlelight.

Zhang Lun came to the court and walked along the gravel path to his residence. A dark shadow jumped out behind the pillar, and Zhang Lun jumped.

"Oh, my good girl, can you stop being so scary?" Zhang Lun raised his forehead and hit the sky.

Princess Mi is wearing a long skirt, which looks charming and cute. She hugged Zhang Lun's arm and whispered, "Brother, did grandpa agree?"

Zhang Lun said, "Why, you seem to be very enthusiastic. Don't you hate Song Nan?"

Princess Yu said, "Why is he also making trouble for his brother? He can't watch him go to prison. Besides, he promised me that if he can help him get through this, he will invite me to have fun in the capital for three days."

Zhang Lun frowned and said, "He begged you to help him?"

Princess Mi shook her head and said, "That's not true. I pestered him to talk. He was in a hurry to leave, so I praised Haikou for helping him."

Zhang Lun sighed and said to himself, "If Song Nan begs her sister to do something, it's really a different intention. Fortunately, that's not the case."

The princess pouted to the study and said, "Grandpa, what is he doing?"

Zhang Lun said, "Grandpa is not very happy. He is sitting in front of the lamp."

Princess Qi smiled and said, "I'll help Grandpa beat his back and make Grandpa happy for you. Song Nan, you can say that I'm helping to plead."

Zhang Lun shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Sister, when will you grow up? What should you do if you are still so naughty in the future?"

The princess sneered and said, "Cut, who wants to get married?" After saying that, he gave Zhang Lun a white eye, flew to the study like a butterfly, and shouted from afar, "Grandpa, I came to see you. I beat your waist and rub your back to talk."

Zhang Lun's scalp was numb, and the old man in the study also looked bitter. It was easy to come to the other courtyard for a while. As soon as the girl came, the night was ruined.