Ping An Biography

Su Liangchen, one of the four great talents in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, who is known as the banished fairy in the song, is the person mentioned by Xie Jun, the owner of Biyuan who wanted to invite him as far away as Yangzhou last time.These talents are real romantics, most of them have a good family background, have a lot of money to squander, read Ming history, and are proficient in poetry, singing and dancing. The right way is that they are young, rich and talented.Zhang Ning thought that Mr. Su, who was only famous, was not as talented as in Zhou Xingxing's movie, but at least he was a rich dude wearing gold and silver.

I don't want Mr. Su to be surprised when he boarded the boat.If this Mr. Su hadn't been touted by a group of people, he probably wouldn't be able to attract attention on the road.

The appearance is very ordinary, and he looks a bit old-fashioned, maybe in his thirties; the most unusual thing is his attire, Dongpo scarf, brown straight trim, brown is the kind of color that is very dull and looks like he has nothing to do. Most of the older people like to wear the washed color, not to mention that Mr. Su is not old, since he is called Mr. Su, there is really no need to wear this kind of clothes.

"Brother Luo, how did you create such a scene?" Su Liangchen pointed to the brightly lit surroundings of the painting boat and the crowds of spectators.

That Liu Mingyue saluted, and opened her mouth to attract Su Liangchen's attention: "Please forgive the little girl Liu Mingyue for being presumptuous. Because of the extremely high level of cultivation in Mr. Su's music, she has repeatedly tried to ask Mr. Su to give her advice. The young master will be on this painting boat tonight, so he came uninvited."

Old Cousin Luo took the conversation and said with a smile: "That's right, Miss Liu is a well-known female historian in Nanjing City. Once she shows up and adds Brother Su's name, we can't do it even if we want to be quiet."

"Fame is just a floating cloud." Su Liangchen looked at the few scholars who looked like scholars beside Mr. Luo.When Mr. Luo saw this, he introduced them one by one, bowed and bowed to each other and reported their names, so they became acquainted.

When introducing Zhang Ning, Su Gongzi paid extra attention to it, and said casually: "Mr. Yang is safe in the capital? He liked listening to operas in Nanjing, and he loves Suzhou accent in southern operas the most."

Old Biao Luo was thinking hard, and immediately asked, "Which Yang are you two talking about?"

"Zuo Yude Yang Shiqi Yang Gong." Su Liangchen said.

Laobiao Luo immediately gave Zhang Ning a strange look, as if he was saying how did you climb up to Yang Shiqi, and didn't hear you mention it?Zhang Ning would have shown off this kind of thing long ago.

Zhang Ning just smiled and said, "It's okay." He didn't say much.

The men in this room are so enthusiastic, Liu Mingyue, a celebrity who is easy to be sought after wherever she goes, seems to have been left out, but her expression did not show the slightest displeasure, and her eyes are still full of admiration, which is inevitable: Although a famous ji is also a ji, her spirit is naturally higher than that of ordinary women, and she may have more pursuits than a real lady. Not only does she feel that she is attractive, but she also hopes to improve her art. Tell me, her worth in the Jianghu will be another level in the future.

"Just now Mr. Su mentioned Nanxi opera, I will also sing it." Liu Mingyue said softly.

Su Liangchen smiled and said: "There is a saying in the play 'It's easy to be happy, but hard to move'. I'm afraid it's hard to move the joke about the son's filial wife and virtuous wife with Miss Liu's demeanor. It degrades the girl's elegance."

"Mr. Su's words are precious, and the little girl is educated." Liu Mingyue thanked him generously, and said with a smile, "Then Mr. Su wants to hear about the talented man and the beautiful woman?"

Su Liangchen pondered for a moment and said, "Let's do a bit of crimson lips, let Weng's words, do you remember?"

Liu Mingyue nodded and said, "The little girl is showing her ugliness", so she burned incense and played the piano in the painting boat. Zhang Ning and the others were more laymen, and they all sat upright to hear the mystery. I guess they couldn't hear the mystery, but the beautiful women played and sang beautifully and pleasingly it is true.

What's more, the ordinary people on the boat in the river yelled, "I'm going to sing, I'm going to sing, Miss Liu has a voice", which is somewhat unpleasant.

A few strings sounded, and the sentence "I came back from collecting herbs, and I searched for Maodian alone to buy new wine" instantly eclipsed the red, green, gold and jade of Huafang.Liu Mingyue did not earn her name in vain, and immediately became aroused.

The sound of the piano, the waves, and the night colors have lost the magnificence of wealth. In the singing, you can only see the mountains at dusk and the long smoke falling into the sun, and you can hear the fishing boats singing late, and the sound is in your ears.

Zhang Ning instantly felt a kind of contradiction from Mr. Su, the contradiction of scholars.People's hearts have changed, and they have become very utilitarian and secular. Those who make friends on weekdays must take a high look at the rich, powerful and promising. The difference between words, it is normal for people to seek profit like birds and food, but as some truly noble scholars, it is unavoidable to be bored; but after wandering in the rivers and lakes, I feel more and more lonely. If a person has no place to use his skills, I am afraid that leisure is not a taste, and joining the world is what Confucianism advocates.

Lonely, leisurely.Su Liangchen sat in danger and closed his eyes to listen quietly, his face was full of loneliness.

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After one night, it will be the first month of the 22nd year of Yongle. Zhang Ning feels that he has no free time every day and is busy doing nothing.In the first two days, the whole family went back to the countryside, lived in Zhuangtian, and then went to the Zhang family's ancestral grave to worship the dead.After he came back, it was time for him to pay a visit to Wu Yong, a doctor of the Ministry of Rites in Nanjing.

Buying some ordinary things as a gift, gift money is the key, 50 taels of silver will be given directly.Zhang Ning was originally worth tens of thousands, but in a blink of an eye he was destitute again.

Wu Yong is also an interview envoy, Zhang Ning's immediate superior, and he praised Zhang Ning for successfully taking over Yangzhou.This time there is no need to report the accounts and the like, that is the predecessor's business, and Zhang Ning has just taken over.

When we met for the first time, Wu Yong also looked very leisurely, but his leisure was slightly different from that of Mr. Su. Wu Yong seemed to be really leisurely, he spoke very slowly, never left his cup of tea, and his frequent actions were to reveal Open the lid of the cup and blow the surface of the water; moreover, this person has a fair complexion and a good complexion, he looks very good at self-cultivation, and has a temperament of Taoist internal cultivation.

"Ping'an just came from Bei Jing, and he should know that the people from Taohua Villa and even the survivor Zheng Qia are active on the ground in Nanzhili. The most important thing for us in the next period of time is to find out the clues of their activities." Wu Yong said slowly, "Regarding Jianwen's whereabouts, the previous clues were all broken. This time they popped up by themselves, maybe it will be a new thread. Check the party members of Taohua Villa, follow the clues and let Zheng Qia enter From the line of sight, Zheng Qia is a close minister next to Jianwen, and it is very likely that he will make a breakthrough."

"The next official will do his best." Zhang Ning bowed.

Wu Yong said: "There are some people on the ground in Yangzhou. You are in charge. Arrange a plan and ask someone to hand over a copy to Nanjing, and you can handle the rest. If you want to cross the line when tracing clues, write a letter in advance and say so." .”

Speaking of this, Zhang Ning once again felt the rigidity of this organization, and everything was easily limited to their respective jurisdictions and powers.There is no way to do this, the rules of the officialdom have been extended, the officialdom is the most taboo of dogs biting mice, and you go to point fingers in other people's affairs.

Wu Yong patiently explained some details. All in all, the meeting was relaxed and pleasant, because Wu Yong's demeanor did not make people feel that the matter was urgent.Doctor of the Ministry of Rites in Nanjing, and the small print is added, is also an idle job. It is probably more idle than Zhang Ning, who is responsible for specific matters. However, Zhang Ning is decent and respectful in his words, and he gave money when he first took office. After all, It's the boss who doesn't need to fight with him.

After meeting Wu Langzhong, it is almost time for Zhang Ning to return to Yangzhou. He is a person with an official position. It doesn’t sound good to say that he stays at home for too long. Those full-time officials in the system basically cannot home.

It's another parting. It's easy to figure out the coming and going of money, but it's hard to relax when people come and go.He wants to leave, the love between the two women, one family and one child, is an indescribable kind of lingering, sloppy and unable to be free and easy.The younger sister said that she would go to Yangzhou to take care of him, but he didn't agree. How can there be a big girl and younger sister by her side to take care of her brother?Besides, Zhang Ning felt that his errands should not be as peaceful as the upper and lower values ​​all day long, and it would be not good to bring a girl with him.

That's all for the little girl, anyway, she is fine at home; Fang Ling really made Zhang Ning feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.When she was found out at the age of three and sent to the Jiaofang Division, the massacre of Jianwen's officials had passed, but she still couldn't escape the fate of being sent to the Jiaofang Division to be a lowly person. , She sold herself because she couldn't help herself.Keeping her in the Fule Courtyard, she would have to be played with by a group of piao|customers wantonly every day in the future. Zhang Ning was so angry that he didn't fight anywhere, and for no reason he developed a hostility to retaliate against the society.

In fact, there are many women in the world who have been played with by others, and they are originally j|women, which is quite normal.But Zhang Ning just didn't want Fang Ling to continue living like that, for no reason.Because of this disturbing matter, Zhang Ning has been in a bad mood for the past few days, and it doesn't look pleasing to anyone.

He has to admit that his psychological quality is not good enough, and when he is in a bad mood, he just feels that the devil in his heart is running around.Kindness and love are easily defeated by hostility and anger. He just thinks that these two days are a complete cynic, and he can casually talk about the injustice and darkness of this society.

Originally, he was worried, but unexpectedly, when he met Fang Ling on the third day of the first lunar month, she actually wanted to give Zhang Ning money for nothing.Although money is vulgar, sometimes it can represent a person's sincerity. Why would a person who sells himself for profit want to pay it back?

"I'm going here safely and I don't know when I'll be back..." Fang Ling's face was full of parting sorrow, "Don't dislike these silver taels, anyway, there are no outsiders. I know that you just became an official and you don't have a lot of money. You can lack everything when you are away. I can’t miss this copper-smelling thing, and I will lend it to you.”

But seeing that Zhang Ning was silent, she pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Can't you accept my things?"

"I definitely don't want the money." Zhang Ning looked very calm, "I'm thinking about another thing."