Daming: Old Zhu, we agreed not to rush!

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Faced with Zhao Rongzhen's explanation, Meng Song simply put down these words.

Yes, if you think about it carefully, Su Jing has a bright future, and the prince is following her.

I was originally here to investigate local problems in Wenzhou Prefecture. If I were involved in this, I would be picking up sesame seeds and losing the watermelon.

Of course, this presupposes that Su Jing is rational enough.

And Zhao Rongzhen happened to see Su Jing's rationality in this regard.

This kind of person is difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Meng, why should you be anxious? I remember that you have a daughter who is not yet married."

Zhao Rongzhen said lightly.

Hearing this, Meng Song became angry instantly and immediately cursed: "Zhao Rongzhen! What do you mean! Do you want my daughter to accompany Su Jing!"

Zhao Rongzhen was really helpless. This Meng Song was really having trouble with his brain.

He could only explain: "I have asked Xiao Liu to inquire. Uncle Ren Yuan is not yet married and is only in his early twenties. Isn't it okay to let Mr. Meng's daughter get to know him?"

"If it really comes to pass in the future, Lord Meng won't even think about how much help having such a good son-in-law will bring in his official career! Not to mention the prince's inspection this time."

"Or does Lord Meng think that Uncle Renyuan is not worthy of your daughter?"

The words had already reached this point, no matter how stupid Meng Song was, he understood.

If his daughter could get married to Su Jing, it would be a real high stakes. Su Jing was not already married, and if his daughter could get married, she would be the first wife.

A son-in-law must be easy to talk to his future father-in-law about everything.

After figuring this out, the anger on Meng Song's face instantly dissipated and turned directly into a smile.

"Master Zhao, it was my fault just now. I was a little anxious. How do you think this matter should be arranged? You can't call your daughter over suddenly, right?"

Meng Song directly started asking for help from Zhao Rongzhen.

In the past two years, he has become accustomed to approaching Zhao Rongzhen when he has something to do, and Zhao Rongzhen can handle it appropriately every time.

Zhao Rongzhen said calmly: "Tonight is an opportunity. Your Majesty, you only need to tell His Highness the Crown Prince that the lunch at the government office is shabby and eating out is too extravagant and wasteful. It is better to just go home and have a family banquet."

Zhao Rongzhen gave the solution so quickly, it was hard not to believe that he had already thought about it.

Meng Song thought about it and thought it was good, but he realized that there were some problems: "Mr. Zhao, we haven't eaten lunch yet. Does Mr. Zhao mean to just have a casual meal here in the government office? Isn't it a bit too hasty? ”

Meng Song always thinks about others from his own perspective. If he went to inspect other lower-level government offices or had a casual meal in the government office, he would definitely not think that the people below him were incapable of doing things.

Zhao Rongzhen said calmly: "Mr. Meng, not only do we have to eat lunch at the government office, but it should not be much different from usual times. Don't give His Highness the feeling that we are deliberately trying to please you."

"Why? If His Highness the Crown Prince talks about it like this, how should I answer?"

With Meng Song's brain, being able to become a magistrate is really not his own ability.

Zhao Rongzhen sighed inwardly, but he could only bite the bullet and said: "If His Highness the Crown Prince asks, then please reply. The simple meals in the government office have always been like this, efficiency comes first. We have to deal with government affairs in the afternoon, so we can't waste too much time on eating." .”

"Not bad!"

Meng Song nodded immediately, quite satisfied with Zhao Rongzhen's reply.

It's just that he doesn't want to think about how he behaved in front of Prince Zhu Biao. Can Zhu Biao still believe this?

"Okay, in that case, I'll leave first."

Zhao Rongzhen didn't want to fool around anymore, so he turned around and left. If he stayed with stupid people for a long time, he would become stupid.

Meng Song said hurriedly: "Master Zhao, wait a moment, I have something else to ask you."

"what's up?"

Zhao Rongzhen had no choice but to stop. A pig teammate like Meng Song must not be ignored.

Meng Song coughed and said, "Is there any problem with Yongjia Mihang?"

Meng Song was still a little embarrassed to ask whether it was his relative's Mi Xing.

Zhao Rongzhen was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what happened at Yongjia Mihang.

In the past two years, Wenzhou Prefecture had a bumper harvest, and the official warehouses were naturally full.

However, the government cannot pay all its expenses with food. Some money is still needed.

In this case, part of the grain in the official warehouse will be sold to rice merchants at the current market price.

Yongjia Rice Shop is engaged in this business.

Meng Song's worry was that the purchase price at that time was too low and there might be problems if it was discovered.

"Don't worry, Mr. Meng. We had a quarrel about this back then. Although it is slightly lower than the market price, it is still reasonable in general. Even if it is found, there will be no problem."

Zhao Rongzhen replied.

He was also very lucky that he persisted and did not let Meng Song lower the price.

Otherwise, it would be really troublesome now.

"When Mr. Zhao said this, I remembered it, and I felt relieved."

Meng Song nodded, feeling very happy.

Of course, he would not regret at all about the quarrel with Zhao Rongzhen back then.

Even if things really happened, Meng Song would only blame Zhao Rongzhen for not doing things well.

This is the characteristic of such people, they never realize that they are wrong.

Zhao Rongzhen didn't want to look at the face of this idiot Meng Song for one more second, and left without waiting for Meng Song to speak.

Meng Song didn't care, but carefully considered the matter between his daughter and Su Jing.

"Su Jing, in his early twenties, holds the title of Uncle Renyuan, has a handsome appearance, and is the prince's teacher. He is indeed a good son-in-law!"

"It's a pity that this place is too far away from the capital. Even if we want to inquire about the situation, it would take at least a month to get back and forth. I'm afraid it will be too late."

……

Meng Song started talking to himself, thinking carefully about Su Jing's situation.

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it felt in his heart. Originally, he had already thought about becoming the prefect and forget it.

Now, he has the idea of ​​going to the capital to become an official.

After all, with the help of my son-in-law, anything is possible.

……

Streets, roadside tea shacks.

It was approaching noon, the sun was getting higher and higher, and it was already quite hot.

Su Jing naturally wouldn't walk around in the bright sun, so she found a tea shed to sit down and drink herbal tea.

"Uncle, is it so hot in the capital in summer?"

Xiao Liu drank herbal tea and asked Su Jing. He was very curious about everything outside Wenzhou Mansion.

Su Jing smiled and said: "Hot! It's hotter than here!"

Just kidding, the four big stoves are no joke.

"Is it so hot? It seems that the capital is not that good either."

Xiao Liu said in surprise.

With a simple concept, he believes that it is difficult to live in a place that is too hot.

Su Jing thought for a moment and said, "That's true. The capital is just more houses, more people, and more officials. There's nothing special about it."

"Uncle, is the Forbidden City very big? Have you ever been in it?"

Xiao Liu was curious again.

Su Jing said while drinking herbal tea: "I've been in there a few times. I didn't really wander around much. It's really big and very impressive."

"Uncle, you are so awesome! You are obviously a few years older than me, and you have entered the Forbidden City several times. Unlike Xiaoliu, you have never left Wenzhou Prefecture."

Xiao Liu said with an envious look on his face. Having said that, he didn't look jealous at all.

"Don't worry, life is a long road, and some people are late bloomers. For example, Baili Xi, the doctor of Wuxi, was only honored as a doctor by Duke Mu of Qin when he was over seventy years old." Su Jing said lightly.

"really?"

Xiao Liu said excitedly: "Then can Xiao Liu be like this Baili Xi?"

Su Jing shook her head and said: "I don't know either, but if you can study more, it will be possible in the future. Our Ming Dynasty has already opened the imperial examination. You know, study well. If you can come to Beijing to take the exam one day, come directly to my house." I asked you to prepare for the exam, so I should repay your kindness as a guide these days."

Su Jing really liked Xiao Liu's character, so she was willing to help him.

But when Xiao Liu heard this, he lowered his head directly: "Uncle's appreciation is Xiao Liu's blessing, but Xiao Liu only knows a few words, so he doesn't dare to talk nonsense about studying. He still has parents to support at home. I'm afraid it will be a big mistake in this life. I can’t go to the capital.”

Ordinary poor people, after all, live an ordinary and difficult life.

Even if someone like Xiaoliu works as a servant in the government office, it is already a career that countless people envy.

"Xiao Liu, if you give up on your own, you really have no chance."

Su Jing looked at Xiaoliu and said seriously: "I know this is difficult. Even if you study hard, you may not be able to pass the exam, but I still hope you can do it."

Even Su Jing herself felt that such advice was very weak.

However, he really didn't know how to help Xiao Liu.

He won't stay in Wenzhou Prefecture for a long time, so give him some money. It's less of a drop in the bucket and more of a crime.

Even if you have too much money in your hands, you will learn bad things.

After all, Xiaoliu is still too young.

In the end, you can only rely on yourself.

"Uncle, why do you say this to Xiao Liu?"

Xiao Liu raised his head and looked at Su Jing, somewhat confused.

Uncle Ren Yuan!

This is a big shot in the imperial court, why would he come here to admonish me?

Su Jing said lightly: "It's fate, what else can there be? I can't do anything for you."

"Too."

Xiao Liu nodded: "Xiao Liu doesn't know if he can do what uncle said, but Xiao Liu knows that uncle wants Xiao Liu's good, and Xiao Liu will definitely try his best to do it."

"it is good!"

Su Jing raised the tea cup: "Then let's drink this cup with tea instead of wine."

Xiao Liu excitedly raised his teacup and clinked it with Su Jing, his hands even trembling a little with excitement.

There is no way, this may be the most glorious moment in his life.

After drinking the herbal tea, Su Jing didn't want to hang around anymore and went directly back to the government office.

"Uncle Ren Yuan is back. I just wanted to send someone to find you and tell you to have lunch, but it happened to be here."

Zhao Rongzhen seemed to have expected Su Jing to return at this time, and met Su Jing as soon as he arrived at the door.

Su Jing smiled and said: "The weather is too hot, I can't let everyone wait for me."

"Uncle Ren Yuan, you're welcome. Today's lunch will be in the government office. It's just a casual meal. Please don't mind, Uncle Ren Yuan."

Zhao Rongzhen still greeted him with a smile.

"It's good to have a light meal. It's so hot at noon, so a light meal is the best. You won't have to eat for a long time and sweat profusely."

Su Jing immediately praised.

While talking, the two of them arrived at the government office's restaurant.

Zhu Biao and Meng Song were already there, but their chopsticks didn't move.

Meng Song didn't move because Zhu Biao didn't move his chopsticks, and Zhu Biao didn't move because Su Jing didn't come.

"Master Su!"

Seeing Su Jing arriving, Zhu Biao immediately stood up to greet him.

Su Jing immediately said: "Prince, you don't have to be like this, I can do it myself."

"No, Master Su, this is what students should do."

Zhu Biao refused to comply, and Su Jing had no choice but to comply.

Meng Song and Zhao Rongzhen were really surprised to see such a scene.

This is the prince of Ming Dynasty!

Su Jing's weight in their hearts has skyrocketed again!

There are not many simple meals in the government office. There are only ten dishes per meal, nine dishes and one soup, and they are basically stir-fries.

"Your Highness, Prince Renyuan, don't be surprised. The lunch in the government office is always relatively simple, so please don't think that your subordinates are neglecting you."

Meng Song was the first to speak.

Zhu Biao said nothing, his emotions still not restrained enough.

Su Jing said with a smile: "Mr. Meng is too polite. The prince is a frugal person, and simple meals are very good. If it is too fancy, it will make the prince unhappy. This is good."

"Youren Yuanbo's words will make you feel relieved when you are about to become an official."

Meng Song looked at Su Jing with an appraising smile.

Now Meng Song seems to regard Su Jing as his son-in-law.

Su Jing felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell why. It was just that Meng Song's eyes were too weird.

Because it is simple, it is eaten quickly.

After the casual meal, Zhu Biao was about to go back to the inner hall to continue working. Seeing this, Su Jing hurriedly grabbed Zhu Biao and signaled with his eyes.

Then he said to Zhao Rongzhen: "Master Fu Cheng, I wonder if we can arrange two rooms so that the prince and I can take a rest."

"Of course, please come this way."

Zhao Rongzhen immediately took Su Jing and Zhu Biao to the two rooms. After leading the way, he left very wisely.

They asked for two rooms, but Su Jing and Zhu Biao naturally entered one room.

"Master Su, why did you hold the student back just now?"

Zhu Biao asked impatiently.

Su Jing sat at the table and picked up the teapot with hot water.

This room had been prepared long ago, and Zhao Rongzhen was really meticulous and thoughtful.

"Prince, we have just finished eating. Do you want to continue checking the grain book?"

Su Jing asked rhetorically.

Zhu Biao nodded and said: "Yes, students naturally want to complete the investigation as soon as possible."

"Balance work and rest, balance work and rest! How many times have I told you, don't do things in a hurry."

Su Jing knew Zhu Biao's thoughts and wanted to resolve the matter quickly.

But there are some things that are useless to rush.

"Students understand, but students feel that it is not too tiring."

Zhu Biao agreed, but did not agree.

Su Jing had no choice but to say: "You are the prince, and you are already working like this. Do you think the servants in the government office can be idle? In such a hot day, farmers all know that they will not work at noon, so let them relax a little. Tone.”

If the leader works overtime, the employees below him can only work overtime as well.

It's realistic, but there's no way around it, that's all.

Sure enough, after hearing this explanation, Zhu Biao nodded: "Students need to be taught, so I won't do it next time."

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao like this and said nothing more.

Young people will always grow up, and some things will eventually change. (End of chapter)