I am the carpenter king

() In Tingyu Pavilion in the backyard of Fengfenglou, Mr. Zhishui is drinking tea, with a look of enjoyment on his face.Standing behind him was the shopkeeper of Fengyuelou, with a respectful face, not daring to slack off at all.

"Shopkeeper, I came here yesterday. Although I had a day's rest, I am still a little tired, but today it is time to get down to business." Gently putting down the tea bowl in his hand, Mr. Zhishui said with a smile. Although there are many smiles on the face, the look in the eyes is as flat as water, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"I don't know what your order is, sir?" The shopkeeper glanced at Mr. Zhishui, and replied respectfully.For Mr. Zhishui, the shopkeeper has only one feeling, that is unfathomable. Although he looks very easy-going, the shopkeeper knows that this is like a poisonous snake that can choose to eat at any time.

Smiling and nodding, Mr. Zhishui enjoyed this feeling very much, and said to the shopkeeper: "My lord has just arrived in the capital, and I don't understand many things very well. I need to understand the situation here. I don't know who is better in this regard. learn?"

The shopkeeper took another high look at Mr. Zhishui, and sighed slightly in his heart. He was worthy of being the person he valued, and there was no falsehood at all. This ability is real.After thinking for a while, the shopkeeper said: "If you want to understand the matter and the form of the capital's officialdom, there is only Wang Linguang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry. This person is originally a native of the capital, but he is also one of us. He is an official in the capital. For 30 years, he knows everything. The most important thing is that this person is very smart and has never been involved in any case."

Nodding his head slowly, Mr. Zhishui had some understanding in his heart, the shopkeeper of Fengyuelou is not that simple.At this time, it seems that he is responsible for many things in this capital. After all, he has been here since the beginning, and it is still very useful.

"Does the shopkeeper know of any way for me to meet him?" Thinking of this, Mr. Zhishui became more polite when speaking to the shopkeeper, and meant to ask for his opinion.

"Young master, although this Fengyue Building was built by the master, life has not been easy in the past six years since the master left Beijing. Although there is no shortage of money or anything, the function of this place is not as good as before. There are many people outside who are paying attention to this place. The young master has probably attracted the attention of many people when he comes here. If the young master wants to see Wang Linguang, I hope the young master will go to his house." Although the shopkeeper's attitude He looked very respectful, but he was neither humble nor overbearing when he spoke, expressing his thoughts.

Nodding his head slowly, Mr. Zhishui slowly fell into deep thought. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He thought that no one would pay attention here, but now he knew that this was just a fantasy.There must be a lot of people who are concerned about this place, including Dongchang and Jinyiwei, and those members of the Qi, Zhejiang and Chu parties must also know about it.However, he also comforted himself in his heart. He was not a big shot, so even if someone noticed, he might not pay much attention to it.

But Mr. Zhishui felt that what the shopkeeper said made sense, he nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Well, what you said makes sense, I should pay a visit."

"The villain is going to prepare for the son. The identity of the son here is my nephew. I don't know what the master thinks when he goes to the capital to take the exam?" Doubt, it's easier to walk when you're angry, I hope this can deceive people's eyes and ears.

The residence of Wang Linguang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, is located in the Crescent Hutong in Xicheng. It is the innermost one, with a vermilion lacquer gate, a pair of majestic stone lions at the entrance, and a huge plaque on the door, which reads "Three gilded statues of Shangshufu" Big characters, and two big red lanterns hung on both sides of the door.

Standing at the gate of the Wangfu, Mr. Zhishui couldn't help but think of what the shopkeeper of Fengyuelou said. This Wang family is not a small family in the capital.It has existed since Taizu, and there have been Jinshi and Juren in the past, most of whom were prefects, but there were also governors.At this time, the head of the family, Wang Linguang, was listed in the Minister of Industry, and the status of this Wang family in the capital was not low.

Pass the letter of greeting in your hand to the servant at the gate, and Mr. Zhishui is waiting at the gate. Although he is his disciple, he still wants to call him Uncle Shi when he sees him. .

Wang Linguang is over 60 years old this year. Although he is not young, his body is still good, and he is not deaf or blind.At this time, the old man was writing in his study, and the supervisor who was going to be the supervisor the day before yesterday gave him a set of Wen Zhengming's calligraphy. Wang Linguang, who loves calligraphy so much, naturally wanted to write enough.

"My lord, there are people asking to see you outside. This is a greeting card!" Just as Wang Linguang was writing, the old butler Wang An walked in quickly. Seeing Wang Linguang put away his pen, he handed over the greeting card.

Frowning slightly, Wang Linguang said impatiently, "Who?"

"Back to the master, he is a young man in white. It is said in the greeting card that he is the nephew of the treasurer Li of Fengyuelou. He came to Beijing to take the exam and specially came to visit you." The master blamed himself.

Sighing deeply, Wang Linguang put down the brush in his hand with a wry smile, gently took the greeting card in the butler's hand, and said helplessly, "Oh, the one who should come will come back sooner or later, and he can't hide even if he wants to."

"Master doesn't want to see you, just let me go out and tell him!" The old butler was a little confused. So, in the position of master, who else should I give face to besides the emperor?What's more, it's the nephew of the shopkeeper of Fengyuelou, if he doesn't want to see him, he just blows him away.

Some helplessly looked at the housekeeper who had been with him since he was a child, Wang Linguang sighed again, and said in a deep voice: "Go! Bring people in, if everything is as simple as you think, the master will have died a long time ago time."

Not long, Mr. Zhishui walked in slowly under the leadership of the old housekeeper.

Taking a look at Mr. Zhishui who walked in, Wang Linguang felt that this person was not simple, he looked gentle and elegant, and seemed to be a modest gentleman.The faint smile on his face can easily make people feel good, but there is a different kind of unruliness and viciousness in his eyes.Perhaps only people like Wang Linguang can discover it!Because he was pretty much the same when he was young.Sighing lightly, Wang Linguang couldn't help feeling like a hero's twilight.It’s true that the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves ahead. Maybe I’m really old, and it’s time to consider going home to take care of my old age.

Seeing Wang Linguang sitting in the lobby, Mr. Zhishui frowned. The last thing he wanted to deal with was someone like Wang Linguang.The smile on his face is amiable, but he looks like an old fox at first glance, such a person is not easy to fool!

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