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Chapter 34 Neighbor Zhang Wei
Song Shen's reasons successfully convinced his grandfather Song Lian.

With Song Shen's insistence, the small courtyard where he lived was cleaned up in just one afternoon. All the luggage and belongings were packed and loaded onto several carriages at the back door of the Song residence.

The setting sun is blood-red and it is already dusk.

Looking at his grandson's back sitting in the wheelchair, Song Lian was a little hesitant.

"Ziwei, why are you so anxious? At least wait until your father and his men come back from court, and say goodbye to them before you leave."

"Besides, where are you going now? It's been a long time since you last worked so hard. Even if you find a place to stay, it will take a lot of time to clean up. How about doing it tomorrow morning?"

Hearing this, Song Shen shook his head while sitting in the wheelchair and said with a smile:
"Today's commotion caused quite a stir. I'm afraid it has already reached the ears of those who have ulterior motives. I guess they think that I have been abandoned by the family and that I had a big fight with you."

"In that case, we should strike while the iron is hot and leave quickly to confirm these speculations and let them guess slowly."

"As for the place...haha, you took me to the Moon Watching Tower last time. Although it was a bit boring, I think that Censor Zhang is a nice guy. I happened to run into him when I asked someone to look for a house this afternoon. When he asked about this, he took the initiative to help find a place. I think it has been arranged by now."

"Grandfather, I am not a child anymore. Even if I can't see, I can still handle things properly. Don't worry too much. Just go back to Pujiang peacefully, okay?"

Song Lian was stunned where he stood, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After just one banquet, Song Shen has become so familiar with Zhang Wei?

My own students know it themselves.

Zhang Wei has the same bad habit as Song Lian, both of them are inherently noble. The only people in this world that he is willing to obey unconditionally are Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, his parents and his teachers. Other than that, this guy will not tolerate anyone who wants to force him to do something.

It is also because of this that although Zhang Wei has very good abilities in all aspects and has Song Lian as his mentor, it is obvious that he can be promoted all the way, but he is still only stuck at the seventh-rank official position of Censor.

In just two or three days, Song Shen, who never left the house, could become so familiar with Zhang Wei. The only possibility was that it was because of their one encounter at the banquet.

My grandson used to be a dull person who couldn't do anything even with three sticks. Not to mention socializing with people at banquets, he couldn't even recognize all his colleagues in the inner court after several years. His brain is not that active...

Could it be that after falling down, he really became enlightened?

Having said that, Song Lian could not persuade him any further. He could only sigh deeply and said:

"Then take care of yourself. The place Zhang Wei found for you is in Yingtian Prefecture, not too far away. Pujiang is not far from Yingtian Prefecture either. If you have any problems, just ask Lan Yun to write a letter for you. I will help you deal with any problems. Don't try to be brave. Do you understand?"

Song Shen smiled and nodded.

Although he couldn't see it, he could tell from Song Lian's voice that this was not just some casual instruction before leaving, but that he really intended to cover for him.

He was somewhat touched in his heart, but said nothing on his face. He just waved his hand in the direction of the voice tacitly.

"Grandson understands, please rest assured."

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When we arrived at the chosen place, it was almost dark.

Song Lian was helped by Lan Yun from the carriage to the wheelchair and moved forward.

He couldn't see anything and was a little nervous about going out suddenly without Song Lian's company. But since he had left the Song family, he would become the head of this small family and naturally could not show timidity in front of the servants.

After a brief silence, Lan Yun, who was pushing the wheelchair from behind, took the initiative to speak.

"Sir, this place is not bad. The location is good. The front door is in the alley, but the back door is next to the main street. This way, you can be in the middle of a busy city yet it is very quiet. It is also convenient to travel by car. It is really great."

Song Shen was a little surprised and asked:

"Really? Where is this? It's rare to find such a good location in Yingtian Prefecture." He originally thought that he would have to move to the suburbs. After all, it was a temporary place, and even with the help of court officials, it would be impossible to find a suitable place in just one afternoon.

I didn't expect that Zhang Wei's guarantee was so reliable, and he actually found a good place to live that met my requirements.

Before Lan Yun could reply, a familiar laugh came from the front.

"Haha, Ziwei, you made me wait so long!"

Zhang Wei strode forward, took the wheelchair pusher from Lan Yun, and also took over the conversation:
"Speaking of which, this place is a coincidence. It's right next to my house, across the wall, and one mile south of the Song family. It's in a good location, quiet, and very close to your home."

Song Shen was somewhat stunned when he heard his steadily approaching footsteps and the voice that spoke behind him.

Does this mean that Zhang Wei directly bought the house next door to his own and gave it to him?

It seems their relationship has not reached this point yet...

"I know you must be confused, but this is just a coincidence."

Zhang Wei's voice was full of smiles as he spoke:

"The family next door to me is surnamed Liang, and he is also an official. We have a good relationship. A few days ago, an imperial decree was issued, and Old Liang was transferred to the north to serve as a local official. It is estimated that he will not be transferred back, and it will take several years for him to return. He does not have much spare money, so he is thinking about whether he can sell the house in Yingtian Prefecture to exchange for a house. After all, this is not his hometown."

"I was worried at first. I couldn't find a suitable candidate for this house, and I didn't dare to sell it. Everyone is afraid of having bad neighbors. But after waiting for a few days, I actually met you!"

"This is the best of both worlds. Lao Liang has sold his house, and we can live closer together. If anything happens in the future, it will be convenient for us to look after each other, right?"

Song Shen was stunned when he heard this.

Although he had always known that ordinary officials in the Hongwu Dynasty were miserable, he did not expect it to be so miserable.

An official from Beijing was transferred to a local government, and because he was short of money, he hurriedly asked his colleagues to sell his house as soon as possible? He was so short of money that he even had to replace his house in the second ring road of Beijing. This is really outrageous.

After a moment of silence, Song Shen could only smile politely:

"Yes, it is indeed the best of both worlds, but I still need your help, Brother Zhang."

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At the same time, in the Imperial Palace, Wuying Hall.

It was completely dark, but the palace was still brightly lit.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the memorial in his hand from time to time, but his hand was unconsciously picking at the cover of the memorial, as if he was worried about something.

It was not until he heard a report from outside that he suddenly became alert and said loudly:

"Come in!"

Not long after, Mao Xiang walked in with his head lowered.

Before he had time to salute, Mao Xiang heard His Majesty urging him:
"Don't talk nonsense. Tell me, how is it going over there? Has he agreed to live there?"

Mao Xiang didn't dare to say a word and immediately bowed:
"Your Majesty, Song Shen has moved into the house next door to Zhang Wei overnight, and is still having people clean and tidy up. When I went there, he and Zhang Wei were having a good chat, so I don't think anything will happen."

Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy that he slapped his thigh:
"Okay, okay, that's good!"

"Let's make arrangements. We will leave the palace tomorrow. Prepare the carriage and ordinary clothes. Biao'er should also be prepared. Let's go to Song Shen's house!"

(End of this chapter)