Daming: I'm rotten, my father is Hu Weiyong

Chapter 98

Gao Xun has never been a person who is eloquent, he doesn't want to explain, he always uses behavior to prove his heart.

A gentleman doesn't care about his deeds.

With Gao Xun's help, the remaining period of relief for the victims was much easier and saved a lot of effort.

Back in Jinling, Hu Hanshan did not go to take a bath and change clothes first, to wash away the dust and exhaustion of so many days, as well as the exhaustion of the spirit.

Hu Hanshan rented a small courtyard with a single family near Gongyuan Street in Sanfang Lane to house Gao Xun who had become a master.

Deliberately choosing such a simple and simple courtyard was because he knew that Gao Xun would not accept two or three big houses.

In order to cleanse Gao Xun, Hu Hanshan took him to the Jiaofang Division in the east of Wuding Bridge at night.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the Jiaofang Division, he saw another acquaintance.

Zhao Qingyuan is hosting a banquet for scholars from various examination halls. He is a son of an honored son in Huaixi, and somehow he has won the approval of scholars from various examination halls.

"I heard that Mr. Zhao has put in a lot of effort and effort for this disaster relief."

"The officials of the Ningguo Mansion have already spread the story of Mr. Zhao to the capital. I am very impressed."

"In the future, whenever there is a collection of poetry gatherings in the capital, I would like to ask Mr. Zhao to show me his face."

During the disaster relief period, Zhao Qingyuan handed over all the fatigue to the local bureaucrats and gentry.

Sitting in the yamen all day, humming little tunes and playing with beauties presented by local gentry.

Zhao Qingyuan understood that it was because of his inaction and governance that the local bureaucrats and gentry had reaped enough benefits, so he praised him so much that he was unanimously recognized by the readers in the examination hall.

In addition, a more important reason is the foil of Hu Hanshan's bastard behavior.

Hu Hanshan walked into the Jiaofang Division. The Jiaofang Division, which was bustling just now, quickly quieted down.

Fang Xiaoru and other scholars in various test centers did not look good on Hu Hanshan who had stolen the relief food, and saw that there was another person beside him, who happened to contradict Fang Xiaoru's Gao Xun.

The scholars in the test hall have completely different views on Hu Hanshan.

"It's really a nest of snakes and rats. I didn't expect that Gao Xun, who didn't understand the rules, would get mixed up with the even more asshole Hu Hanshan."

"If you want to blame, you can blame Gao Xun for not knowing how to integrate into the Jinling test hall. There are no Jinling scholars to tell him about the various connections in Jinling. Of course, he will think that burning Huhanshan's cold stove is a good thing."

"A good thing? I'm afraid that starting today, Gao Xun will completely ruin his official career."

Scholars have a consistent view on Gao Xun's official career. Since then, he has cut himself off from the children of eastern Zhejiang, which is equivalent to cutting himself off from the officialdom.

Although Hu Hanshan is called a little prime minister, he is not welcomed in Jinling, let alone those who go to him.

If Gao Xun has the idea to become a military officer in the frontier, that's another story, but Gao Xun obviously wants to take the path of a civil servant.

Zhao Qingyuan saw Hu Hanshan walking in, and said on purpose: "You replace the grain with the bran that the livestock eat, and give it to the common people as food for disaster relief."

"I'm afraid I have reaped a lot of benefits. The young prime minister still invites Zhao to drink a few more glasses of good wine."

good wine?

Hu Hanshan walked over with a smile on his face, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Qingyuan's proud face fiercely.

Zhao Qingyuan was dumbfounded on the spot. As the eldest son of Marquis Nanxiong, he gained such a great reputation among the scholars in the examination hall.

It never occurred to him that someone would dare to hit him, so he slapped him on the face.

"Hu Hanshan!" Zhao Qingyuan shouted angrily, and raised his hand to return the slap.

Before the slap fell on Hu Hanshan's face, Hu Hanshan stretched his face over instead: "Come on, come on, the right side of my little prime minister's cheek is a little itchy, so give me a slap quickly."

Zhao Qingyuan didn't hear the county horse, but he couldn't get a slap when he heard a sentence from the little prime minister.

How dare he beat the eldest son of Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong.

There are so many scholars watching in Jiaofang Division, they have already put him here, and it is impossible not to beat him.

Looking at Hu Hanshan's mean face, Zhao Qingyuan fell into a dilemma.

The other party didn't dare to make a move, but Hu Hanshan was different. He raised his hand and slapped him again.

This slap was slapped on Zhao Qingyuan's face again, in full view, in front of so many scholars whom Zhao Qingyuan wanted to win over.

He was completely stunned, and at the same time, Zhao Qingyuan's anger was aroused, and he wanted to beat Hu Hanshan regardless.

However, before Zhao Qingyuan's palms fell on Hu Hanshan's face, two general affairs inspectors appeared at some point and stopped the furious Zhao Qingyuan.

The two chief inspectors were dressed in the clothes of ordinary people. Zhao Qingyuan thought they were servants of Prime Minister Zuo's mansion, so he raised his hand and was about to punch each of the two inspectors.

After pushing them away, go beat up the mean Hu Hanshan.

Before he stretched out his fist, he saw the scabbard of the two servants pressing on his chest.

Zhao Qingyuan became sober in an instant, his eyes shrank, and he saw clearly the styles of the two knives.

Embroidered Spring Knife.

Hu Hanshan was in a bad mood because Ningguo government officials were greedy for half of the relief food, so he stretched out his hand to press Zhao Qingyuan's face and pushed him away.

Stepping up to Fang Xiaoru, he looked at him with a half-smile.

Fang Xiaoru felt that something was wrong, stood up, and put his hands on his chest in a defensive posture: "What do you want to do, Fang is a child of Eastern Zhejiang, and a closed disciple of Song Lian, a famous scholar in China."

"If you dare to offend Fang, you will never have a good reputation in this life. Let's see how you will be an official in the officialdom."

Hu Hanshan listened to the words "closed disciples", and said, "I'm going to scare the horses in this county to death. Your background is really scary."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Hu Hanshan's slap fell on Fang Xiaoru's face with a "slap".

This slap was so hard that Fang Xiaoru's right cheek was swollen quickly.

Fang Xiaoru had never suffered such a great humiliation, tears were rolling in his eyes, and he hated Hu Hanshan extremely in his heart.

As long as you enter the vanity fair of Jinling, there is no one who is as unruly as Hu Hanshan, who openly beat Fang Xiaoru, one of the leaders of the next generation of civil servants in eastern Zhejiang.

This not only hit Fang Xiaoru in the face, but also hit the faces of all scholars.

Huang Zicheng had long had a big prejudice against Hu Hanshan. Seeing his reckless behavior, he couldn't bear to stand up: "Hu Hanshan! Do you know the consequences of doing so."

"If all the scholars in Jinling are scolding you, and the uncles and elders who are officials behind you write a letter criticizing you, I am afraid that even if you are the eldest son of Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, you still cannot escape punishment."

"As long as you today..."

(End of this chapter)