Chapter 88 Question
Chapter 88
At the end of the time, the sun is still hot and burning, but compared with the hot weather that makes people breathless, it is more difficult to be the heart of Peng Wanli, a thousand households in Jinyiwei, Zhengnanfang.
Because a big man has just sent someone to send news to visit him, the government office of thousands of households in Zhengnanfang; the person who is coming is Zhang Lun, the young prince of the British government, who is the eldest grandson of the British Duke Zhang Mao. His current position is the admiral of the Fenwu Battalion, one of the 12th Regiment Battalion, and also serves as the commander of the five cities. Successor of the title of the Duke of England.
Peng Wanli stood at the door of the government office and rubbed his hands, his face full of sweat. Of course, he knew why Zhang Lun suddenly came. Although the government office of Jinyiwei Zhengnanfang is not a small government office that no one cares about, Jinyiwei's identity is not false to some extent, but the British prince has been hereditary for three generations, and its reputation, No one dares to underestimate the power of the Duke of the State.
The nobles led by the British Duke Zhang Mao are the actual controllers of the Beijing camp. The 12 regiment battalions of the Beijing camp: Endeavour, Yao, practice, Xian four martial arts battalions, dare, fruit, effect, drum four brave battalions, stand, extend, raise and vigor the four powerful camps. Their admirals are all Marquis Xun Qi, Zhang Mao is the commander, and Zhang Lun is the admiral of the first battalion of the struggle martial arts camp.
Although Jinyiwei East Factory and other government houses are not under the commander of the Beijing camp, but are directly responsible to the emperor, compared with the Beijing camp led by Xunqi, it is more than a little worse.
Zhang Lun has never come to his own Zhengnanfang Jinyiwei Yamen. Even Zhang Lun is the commander of the five-city soldiers and horses. The responsibility of the 700th house of Zhengnanfang Jinyiwei is to assist the five-city soldiers and horses to manage the square city. This connection of power and responsibility is not enough to make Zhang Lun look back.
Zhang Lun's intention is actually easy to guess. It must not be an official business, but to ask questions about the crime in the morning. Obviously, the princess moved her brother as a rescuer. Zhang Lun is not only Song Nan's finished, but also his thousands of households.
Peng Wanli scolded Song Nan in his heart. This guy's stubbornness finally led to disaster. He just finished himself, but he had to spare himself. If Zhang Lun insisted on giving an explanation, it was obvious that even Commander Mou would sell his face. No matter how much he protected his shortcomings, he would never follow him for the position of several subordinates. The Duke turned against each other.
"What about Song Nan? Why haven't you come yet?" Peng Wanli turned his head and asked the captain beside him.
"Song Baihu said that he would arrive soon, and he was arraigning the ruffian leader Ma Degang's confession." The captain saw Peng Wanli's misery and replied cautiously.
"arraignment? "Bullshit!" Peng Wanli cursed and interrogated the prisoner. He was about to go to prison and had the leisure to interrogate others. Song Nan looked shrewd and didn't know that he didn't have a good life after what happened in the morning.
Song Nan was walking to the entrance of the compound. Hearing Peng Wanli's angry scolding, she shouted, "Peng Qianhu, isn't it right to handle official duties?"
When Peng Wanli saw that he cursed behind his back and was heard by Song Nan, he simply tore his face and said angrily, "Are you really stupid or fake? At this time, you still have an indifferent attitude. I can tell you that this time it is the young man of the British mansion. Do you know why he came here?
Song Nan smiled and said, "Isn't it just to ask for an explanation for his sister?"
Peng Wanli laughed angrily and tilted his head to look at Song Nan and said, "You seem to be indifferent. Do you know that your 100 households have come to an end? Fortunately, you still laughed."
Song Nan said, "Why can't I laugh? We didn't do anything wrong. The princess condoned these streets to be mixed up as misfortunes and made them smoky. Our duty is to maintain the stability of the streets, and there is no place to go beyond the rules.
Peng Wanli trembled angrily and pointed to Song Nan and said, "You can be stubborn. It's simply a disaster for you to carry this matter alone. If you had known that you should not have taken over to come to Zhengnanfang at the beginning, it's good. Everyone will be implicated by you."
Song Nan closed her smiling face and said with a serious face, "Peng Qianhu, you are afraid of being involved after making trouble for a long time. Didn't I tell you a long time ago? I will shoulder this matter alone. Whoever will be held accountable, I will say that it is my own decision. I can't be so angry.
Peng Wanli's bearded man stamped his feet and said, "Do you think you are a person, a small hundred households, can you carry it?"
Song Nan was about to argue when he saw the horseshoe on the street. Three horses galloped. In the blink of an eye, he came to the door of the government. Immediately, the three of them flew off the horse and strode straight up the steps as the first young man in brocade.
The person Peng Wanli knew was Zhang Lun. He didn't have time to take care of Song Nan. He quickly walked down the steps in three steps, bowed his hand and smiled, "Master, it's an honor to be a subordinate. Please, please."
The young man looked indifferent and casually said, "Who are you?"
Peng Wanli was a little embarrassed and hurriedly smiled and said, "Xiaoguan Zhengnanfang Jinyiwei thousands of households Peng Wanli, the young master naturally doesn't know me."
Zhang Lun casually hugged his fist and said, "It turned out to be Peng Qianhu."
Peng Wanli smiled and said, "Master, please prepare some herbal tea in it, and take a few brothers to quench your thirst first."
Zhang Lun waved his hand and said, "No, I'm not here to see you. Is there a hundred households named Song Nan in your government?"
Peng Wanli said hurriedly, "Yes."
When Song Nan heard the words, he hugged his fist on the steps and said, "Good-in-law, Song Nan."
When Zhang Lun heard the sound, he was really surprised to see a childish teenager salute him with his fist. He tilted his head and picked up the steps and said, "Are you Song Nan?"
Song Nan said, "It's exactly."
Zhang Lun held the whip and turned around Song Nan and said coldly, "That's right. He looks like a talented person. He is quite young. Are you 20 years old this year?"
Song Nan said, "At the next 17 years old."
Zhang Lun stopped walking: "17 years old? Is there any mistake? When did the Boy Scouts come into use in Jinyiwei?
Song Nan naturally recognized the meaning of ridiculing in his words and replied in a clear voice, "Didn't the young master take charge of the martial arts camp at the age of 17? According to you, the Beijing camp is also a Boy Scout?
Peng Wanli hurriedly shouted, "Be bold and don't be rude to the little father-in-law; little father-in-law, this boy doesn't know the rules, please ignore him."
Zhang Lun waved his hand to interrupt Peng Wanli's words, with a smile on his face and said, "Yes, it's a little elegant. No wonder that girl is folded in your hand. Your momentum can't be compared with thousands of households in Zhengnanfang."
Peng Wanli rolled his eyes and had no choice but to disparage Zhang Lun**, which could only turn his depression into anger at Song Nan.
Zhang Lun completely ignored Peng Wanli's feelings and said to himself, "Peng Qianhu, I want to borrow your Song Baihu to use. You can do it yourself."
Peng Wanli hurriedly said, "The little father-in-law went into the government to rest and drink..."
Zhang Lun waved his hand and frowned, "Don't Peng Qianhu understand what I said? I want to talk to this Song Baihu alone, and Peng Qianhu is at his own convenience.
Peng Wanli opened his mouth and had to turn his head and scold Song Nan, "Don't talk nonsense if you are a good old man. Otherwise, you look good."
Song Nan said, "Don't worry, my promise is absolutely effective and will never make it difficult for you."
Zhang Lun smiled and said, "Let's go, Song Baihu, let's find a secluded place to communicate."
Song Nan stepped down the steps and followed him. Peng Wanli bowed his hand and saluted Zhang Lun, but was directly ignored by Zhang Lun. However, Li Da Niu felt uneasy and secretly followed several people to the corner of the street.
Several people abandoned the horse and walked, Zhang Lun walked in the front. Song Nan followed him, and three soldiers followed him to keep a certain distance. Song Nan was thinking about how to deal with the little father-in-law. It was indeed reasonable, but it was useless to take advantage. In case the young father-law overwhement people with power, it would also There is nothing we can do.
Zhang Lun looked at the streets and alleys as he walked. The whip pointed east and west, nodded and said, "Song Baihu, I heard that you have done a lot of tricks in Zhengdongfang and made the streets clean and spotless. It took a lot of thought."
Song Nan said, "It's nothing. I just want to give the people a clean living environment. Sewage is flowing, flies are flying, and garbage is piled up. Doesn't this affect the image of the capital? It's uncomfortable for people to live in it."
Zhang Lun nodded and said, "Yes, but this matter is the responsibility of the soldiers of the five cities. Didn't you make any credit for doing this? Isn't it a waste of effort?"
Song Nan said, "Little father-in-law, you can't say this. Everything is meaningless from the merit. The soldiers in the five cities are not enough, and they can't be demanding. Again, the city is clean and comfortable, and the people are also happy. It's better than stepping on the mud every day. I was in the mood when I took my brothers to patrol the streets. It's also more comfortable. Why don't you do something that is good for everyone?
Zhang Lun laughed and said, "I didn't expect Song Baihu to be a public-minded person. In fact, the five-city soldiers and horses were praised by the emperor for the cleanliness and tidyness of Zhengdongfang City, and they were also rewarded with a lot of silver, but you didn't get anything. Is there any imbalance in your heart?"
Song Nan smiled and said, "It's also a beautiful thing to make wedding clothes for others, but there is indeed some imbalance. I don't know how much money the little father-in-law got?"
Zhang Lun stopped and turned his head and said, "How do you know that I got a reward for silver?"
Song Nan said, "Didn't the little father-in-law lead the soldiers of the five cities? Just now, the little father-in-law said that the emperor praised the soldiers and horses of the five cities. It seems that the wedding dress I made was given to the little father-in-law.
Zhang Lun smiled and said, "This is true. The emperor rewarded a hundred taels of silver. Originally, I wanted someone to give it to you. It's reasonable for me to get a profit, but it's a pity..."
"It's just a pity that I offended Princess Lingmei, so the reward can't be given to me, but I have to be unlucky, right?" Song Nan said.
Zhang Lun's face changed and said coldly, "You are very clear in your mind. Since you understand my intention to come to you this time, say it yourself, what do you want me to do with you?"