Lu Ming

Chapter 704 The Daily Life of the Northern Trio ([-])
"When, when, when."

Just when swords were on the verge of breaking out in Feng's courtyard, and the rabbit was crouching and the eagle was flying, the half-open courtyard door was politely knocked three times, and at the same time, a polite voice of inquiry came: "Dare to ask, it is Feng Feng from Honglu Temple. Is it at the master's house?"

Hearing the sound, the two people in the courtyard turned around in astonishment.

What came into view was a young man standing at the gate of the courtyard, and half of the carriage inadvertently exposed behind him.

This young man is about 20 years old, with a fair face, beardless, and a regular face.

From the perspective of later generations, the attire of this urban boy with a white face is very ordinary, that is, the common British petty bourgeoisie: a briefcase, a three-piece suit of fine wool plaid, leather shoes, and short hair.

However, in the city of Beijing in the seventeenth century, this outfit was very eye-catching.

Tang San, who was stunned for two seconds, first quickly stopped his feet and stood still, then wrapped a whip in his hand and hid it behind him.

Next, he stood with his hands hanging down, bent down respectfully, and asked for instructions: "Master, I have a guest, please welcome me."

Master Feng, who just got up, had no choice but to nod when his complexion changed from red to white.

The next moment, Tang San, who was full of smiles, hurried to the gate of the courtyard, bowed and asked: "Is the little brother from the residence of Uncle Zhongyong?"

"My servant, Xu Ning, is working in Uncle Zhongyong's residence."

The young man was not at all surprised at being guessed about his past.Because in the conservative capital, the only ones who dared to dress like this in the past few years were people from Zhongyongbo's residence.Xu Ning is used to being treated as a rare object by the natives: "May I ask who you are?"

It stands to reason that the identity of the uncle and uncle in the small courtyard is clear at a glance, not to mention that Master Feng is still wearing official robes.

And the young man named Xu Ning ignored Tang San's contact, and insisted on asking clearly, which naturally had doubts in it.

"My surname is Tang, and I'm in charge of the Feng family." Tang San was an old man with clear eyes and brows.Hearing this young man's question, he knew that his violence was seen by others, so he quickly explained: "Hehe, I'm dissatisfied with Brother Xu, my master is from the Liyuan, and he likes to play on every occasion these days. "Picking the Pulley". No, as soon as it is released, it's fun to pretend for a while."

"Oh, oh, that's how it is. Master Feng is in a good mood, in a good mood!"

When Xu Ning heard this, he didn't doubt that he was there, and suddenly realized, then he folded his hands in the air and walked into the courtyard with a smile.

Master Feng, who was passive throughout the whole process, has regained his official airs at this time, but his face is slightly embarrassing.Seeing the young man walking in front of him, Master Feng coughed and asked with his hands behind his back, "Uncle Zhongyong's residence? Why are you looking for me?"

"Oh, that's it."

Xu Ning bowed again while speaking, and then opened the cowhide briefcase in his hand. Under Tang San's eager gaze, he took out a crimson hollowed-out bronzing invitation card, and handed it to the Tang San with both hands: "Xue Jingji in the house wants to invite Master Feng to meet."

"Xue's Experience in Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion" is the official title of Xue Haiyuan, the head of the Beijing Railway Station.

Nowadays, the low-level official term "Xue Experience" has already become a special symbol representing a certain power in the south.From the emperor to the official Jia, the degree of importance to this term is the highest level.

No matter how old Master Feng is in the officialdom, he is also very famous for Xue Experience, who has risen in the capital in recent years.After receiving the invitation card that Butler Tang bent over, he opened it and glanced at the text on the inside page.

"It's okay, it's three days later."

Originally, Master Feng was worried that the legendary fierce and domineering Uncle Zhongyong would send a domineering invitation.Now it seems that they also know how to be polite, and gave at least three days: "It seems that the rumors are not true."

"Please also report back to Mr. Xue, I will definitely pay a visit at that time."

"So, I will take my leave."

The young man who got the answer turned around and went out.At the same time, Master Feng also turned his head back to the house with a complicated expression.

At this time, Tang Butler, who was full of ecstasy, had already twisted his tall body into a quail shape, and while sending Brother Xu out, he took out the Yinzi Fortress to pay for his transportation.

However, Steward Tang was gently rejected by the young man.Until they boarded the big black carriage with the kerosene lamp of Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, the young man did not accept Tang Steward's lavish money for the carriage.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! If there really is a mountain of gold, no silver will be accepted. The sect of the Ming Dynasty, this is the only one in Zhongyongbo's house!"

The capital city is special, even an ant at the base of the city wall has a sense of politics, let alone a social person like Tang San who has a wide range of information.Over the years, the aborigines have a far better understanding of the thoughts of the transmigration forces than imagined.

"Crannies! Ahaha crony!"

Tang Butler, who returned to the house, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "God, open your eyes! Brother-in-law, Master Feng, Mr. Feng, you are finally attracted by someone! My old Tang family is going to be spoiled this time!"

The next moment, Tang Butler, who was in ecstasy, found that Mr. Feng, who was sitting in the top chair, was pensive and worried.

After dealing with this dick for half his life, Tang Butler didn't know that his brother-in-law was irresponsible.Seeing this appearance, Tang Butler suddenly realized that he might still have a lot of work to do in the next few days.

Patting his forehead, Tang Butler collected himself and pulled himself out of the ecstasy.Next, he took out an ingot of broken silver from his sleeve, slapped it on the table, and shouted to the back room: "Elder sister, go to the street corner and call for a table. If we don't talk about anything else today, let's give it to brother-in-law first." congratulate!"

It happened in the small courtyard of Feng's family, a day of great sorrow and great joy passed like this.

Two more days passed.

Time: evening.

Location: Fung's House.

The characters are still Master Feng and Butler Tang.

Today's Master Feng is no longer the middle-aged man in crisis.He had a rosy complexion, a neat beard, and the miscellaneous hair and rough skin on his face were gone. He had obviously spent money at a shaving stall at the intersection of the street.

Apart from his appearance, Master Feng also changed his outfit: a well-fitting machine-made cotton robe, and new black reflective leather shoes, which are the most popular style nowadays.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothing, Buddha depends on gold.Mr. Feng's orderliness here and there, coupled with the official arrogance he has accumulated over the years, forced him to come up immediately.

"Okay, okay." Uncle Tang, an angel investor who paid for the master's new image all the time, squeezed his chin to express his satisfaction: "With this outfit, I won't be shivering when I go to the uncle's house tomorrow."

For the new outfit, Master Feng was naturally satisfied, but he was more or less modest: "It's probably not an important matter, so there is no need to be so grand."

"It doesn't matter if we say it or not. No matter what it is, you will be invited to the meeting because of your brother-in-law, right?"

Uncle Tang, who is the chief director, took out a mock paper from his sleeve: "Let's match our words, so that you won't mess things up again when we go tomorrow."

Seeing that his uncle was serious, Master Feng licked his lips: "There's no need to be like this."

"Have it."

Uncle Tang, who didn't believe in his son-in-law's "honesty" at all, had already put on a serious face at this time, and put on a face of "don't talk nonsense if you want to eat me", and sat down seriously opposite Master Feng, unfolding the paper: "I said , you go back."

"I don't know how Lord Feng thinks of Uncle Cao in the south?"

"Cough this, Uncle Cao guards Tiannan, secures the country and stabilizes the country. He is loyal to the liver and righteous. He is actually a white jade pillar that supports the sky and a purple golden beam in the sea."

"Master Feng has been in Honglu Temple for a long time, how do you think about Siam and other countries?"

"Well, that generation is evil, pretending to pay tribute for many years, and the puppet court has no sky, so it should be severely punished!"

"I don't know how Mr. Feng treats the princes of the current dynasty."

After answering a series of mock exam questions, Uncle Tang was delighted to find that Master Feng answered them all correctly.It seems that he himself has figured it out in the past two days.

"Not bad."

After nodding his head in praise, Uncle Tang read out the last big question: "Today, the business is too strict, and the taxes are increased year after year, causing the world to be in chaos, the people are in dire straits, and the foundation of the country is shaken. Master Feng, can you teach me?"

"Why is it so!"

A series of mock exam questions, Mr. Feng was already sweating from the answers.Unexpectedly, now that he encounters such an over-the-top question, Master Feng really broke out in a cold sweat this time: "I'm a low-level official, and it's my first time attending a meeting. How can I ask such stupid words?"

Uncle Tang raised his head and rolled his eyes.

Of course he knew that people would not discuss any major matters with a Zhima official.But the purpose of today's mock exam is actually to explore the courage of Master Feng to break the boat.

Uncle Tang seemed to see that the good old Tang family grew wings and went away.
"Ugh"

In desperation, Uncle Tang stretched out his arm and gestured backwards.

Following the gesture, a child's cry came from the inner room.Immediately afterwards, the eldest sister of the Tang family lifted the door curtain and came out wiping her tears.

"Come, come, tell your master."

As soon as Uncle Tang finished speaking, the eldest sister of the Tang family knelt down in front of her master with a thud, and cried out, "Master, have pity on your sons and daughters!"

Unexpectedly, the old Tang family would have this trick. The semi-married old uncle Feng suddenly became dizzy from the noise of women and children.

Facing such a dangerous situation, the helpless Master Feng could only pat the table not too hard: "If you don't deal with it well, it's an act of ransacking your home and beheading you. You woman, what do you know!?"

"Copying is also copying those big thresholds. You have a poor household, what's the point of copying?"

Uncle Tang's face was full of hatred that iron could not be made into steel.He regrets it very much now. He didn't insist on learning back then, and he was a half-time official in the court. Now he can only forcefully support this unreliable son-in-law: "If my husband doesn't eat five dishes in life, he will cook in five dishes when he dies! Grandpa!" , Ancestor, you have been an official for half your life, but you haven't even gotten in with a cronies, how dare you say ransack your home and kill your head?"

Seeing that my uncle was tongue-tied, my uncle analyzed earnestly: "How many heads of Tartars did Uncle Cao chop off? He is a well-known hero of the Han family! Men in the capital, when you mention him, who doesn't give a thumbs up?"

"Now this is the time for a daughter to buy a horse bone. This is the first opportunity in the world. Brother-in-law, you just need to post it, how can you not end up?"

In the end, Uncle Tang made a final decision: "It's a big deal, let's make a package with the whole family, and let you go to Siam to be a fellow acquaintance! My Tang family has no regrets!"

The uncle's stern face, the crying of the youngest son in his ears, and the sniffling elder sister, all these made the son-in-law at this time have mixed feelings.

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The next day.

morning.

Emperor Zhongyong's mansion was granted.

A warm sedan slowly passed a row of sedan chairs waiting at the gate of Bo's mansion, and stopped firmly in front of the gate of the mansion.Unlike those people who came here for a chance to meet, Master Feng had an invitation, so he went directly to the door.

In front of the Zhongyongbo Mansion, which maintains the traditional architectural style, there are not only doors in short clothes, but also soldiers with knives.In an inconspicuous corner, the security guards armed with guns that are standard across the public are also appearing and disappearing from time to time.

In short, waiting for an armed team, there are not a few hundred people who cannot break in.

Tang San'er, who was dressed in ingot satin butler attire, went to the side door first to hand over the invitation.Not a moment later, Xu Ning, a young officer in a three-piece suit, greeted him from the mansion with a smile.

At this time, Master Feng, who was wearing an official robe, got out of the sedan chair.

From now on, Steward Tang will not be responsible for Master Feng's actions.Officer Xu led the master to go to the house, and at the same time enthusiastically exchanged "Picking the Pulley" with the master. It sounds like a temporary make-up, what a black hole, plugging in and out.

The imperial seal of Zhongyongbo Mansion, plus the later purchase and expansion, covers a very large area, and it is no problem to ambush the next regiment.

Master Feng followed the young officer all the way through the second courtyard, and was arranged to watch tea in a flower hall.

Fortunately, Master Feng is on the meeting list.So after only waiting for half a cup of tea, the official host of Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, Xue Haiyuan, stationmaster of Beijing Station, Xue Jing, finished the previous meeting, and it was Master Feng's turn.

The reception room is in the main hall of the third entrance.

The decoration here is very "modern": creamy white pure wool carpet, large sofa set, glass tea table.

This scene is nothing to Master Feng.Such things as sofas have been popularized in many officials' homes, and Master Feng has naturally seen them before.

After all, it was people who made Master Feng feel pressured, especially when the other party extended his arms kindly and shook hands with him.

Migration air support transplant body.Having been an invisible boss in the capital for these years, Xue Haiyuan's original square face has become rounded, and his tall figure has also begun to gain weight.

All day long, Xue Haiyuan has been in contact with the royal family, relatives, high-ranking officials and big businessmen from all walks of life, so that Xue Haiyuan has the demeanor of a superior in every gesture.As soon as we met, Master Feng felt a little embarrassed.

Xue Haiyuan could see Master Feng's discomfort at a glance, after all, he had experienced too many similar situations.So, after shaking hands and exchanging greetings at the opening ceremony, Xue Jen picked up two jokes that happened in the court room recently to enliven the atmosphere.

The name is experience, but the other party really belongs to the top boss in the capital, and the level is not lower than that of Gefu.People of this level are willing to tell jokes to enliven the atmosphere. Master Feng still likes this.

Seeing that the other party was smiling and relaxed on the sofa, Xue Haiyuan went straight to the topic - he had to meet many people every day, so he didn't have time to go around in circles with Master Feng.

The next moment, Xue Haiyuan asked directly: "Then Ruan Hongcheng's slander in front of the imperial city gate has extremely bad influence, and the princes of Honglu Temple have no attitude?"

Feng Sicheng heard the words, and with a thud, he put his heart back into his stomach: Sure enough, it was Annan's incident.

In the pre-analysis, Mr. Feng and his brother-in-law agreed that the most likely reason for this meeting was the Annan people.After all, in the final analysis, Feng Sicheng's job is to deal with Annan people.

Master Feng, who was extremely well prepared for this topic, recited it according to the simulation paper in the next moment: "That generation made troubles in the court, it is really a jumping beam! The officials also have the intention to rectify it, but the people are soft-spoken. This one, the intention is powerless!"

"This is coming prepared." Xue Haiyuan's mouth curled up slightly when he saw this little official speak so well.Stretching out his hand, he pushed a plate of canned lychees on the coffee table.

After gesturing to the other party to be free, Xue experienced this and said: "There is a lot of help. Now that the Ming Dynasty is flourishing and the people are flourishing, Master Feng doesn't need to worry, just let go and do it."

This is what Feng Sicheng has been waiting for these few days.He knew that the next thing he would do was to submit a certificate to the organization: "With Mr. Xue's words, the lower officials can rest assured."

Just a few words of communication solved the problem.

Xue Haiyuan, who felt that he had saved a lot of time, was in a good mood.So he deliberately explained a few sentences to this "clear-headed" little official: "Before, there were so many things in Nanyang that I couldn't take action. The next step, uncle is going to clean up the Annan puppet dynasty. After all, it is our Ming Dynasty." The Cochin Inheritance announced the political envoy, and he can't keep returning, don't you think?"

Poor Feng Sicheng, a big official, how can he express his opinions on this kind of international current affairs, so he can only nod repeatedly: "It should be so, it should be so!"

"Since we want to solve it completely, people like Ruan Hong cannot be kept."

Xue Haiyuan, who was smiling, said cruelly at this moment: "This kind of person is where the spirit of the nation lies, and must be eradicated!"

Feng Jingjie agreed with Xue's high-level remarks, but felt desolate in his heart.

To say that the only person inside and outside the Ming court who had in-depth communication with Annan envoy Ruan Hong was really Master Feng.

When Ruan Hong first arrived, he was also a member of the scholarly community. Master Feng, who was in charge of the reception, also invited Ruan Hong to have a drink every month, talk about the past and the present, and encourage writing. He can be regarded as a drinking buddy.

Unexpectedly, Master Feng heard Ruan Hong's death sentence today, which made him feel sad for a moment.

However, at the next moment, Master Feng was vigilant: the haze of the middle-aged crisis, his uncle's eyes that hated iron and steel, and the resentful eyes of his own woman, these images woke him up like steel needles.

Dead Daoist Undead Channel, I can't care about Brother Ruan, and I will offend him.
"Cough, cough."

Master Feng, who came back to his senses, told a little story in a joking tone: "Speaking of Annan's envoy, Mr. Xue probably doesn't know anything about it. Except for Ruan Hong, the chief and deputy envoys, who came together that day, the people in the capital There is also a deputy."

"Oh?"

Xue Haiyuan stood up from the back of the sofa, obviously interested.

"The two of Ruan Hong are in the Ming Dynasty, and there is another one, An Anzi, who hides in the market and haunts the mansions of the rich and powerful, thinking that he is an aid."

"And other things?"

When Xue Haiyuan received an affirmative answer from Master Feng's eyes again, he couldn't help but slapped the coffee table hard, and laughed at himself: "I still underestimated the heroes of the world!"

The next moment, Xue Haiyuan reached out and pressed the bell beside him.

Immediately, the young officer Xu walked in.

"Master Feng is a distinguished guest, take him to the garden for a while, and then leave after lunch. Treat him attentively."

"Yes." The smile on Officer Xu's face became more cordial: "Master Feng, please."

"Call Captain Liu here again, I have something to ask."

(End of this chapter)