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Chapter 111 Worship
Er Fatty didn't come to Yang's house to study for a few days, and Zhang's house was like a gust of wind, and he cut off contact with his house in an instant, which made Fanyin feel very strange.

Who provoked whom?
When Yang Zhiyuan came back in the evening, Sanskrit couldn't help but ask a few words, "Er Fatty hasn't come for several days, so he just cut off communication without making a sound, and didn't send anyone to pass on a message. What's going on? Daughter Do you want to visit their house?"

Yang Zhiyuan paused for a while, "It's better not to go yet, County Captain Zhang is angry with me, and he has to come forward for his father in this matter."

Sanskrit stared, "Are you angry?"

"Yeah, I'm angry," Yang Zhiyuan was vague for a long time and didn't say any more. He couldn't say that because Captain Zhang forced Zhang Wenqing to get engaged, he didn't become in-laws with his own family, so he blamed them for his guilt, right?

Sanskrit didn't ask again, seeing the helplessness on his father's face, it was obvious that there was something else going on, "What problem did father encounter?"

"I wanted to go to Beijing to meet the county magistrate Fang once, but I can't go this time." Yang Zhiyuan didn't hide this, "Yuwenhoufu wants to send someone to kowtow at the tomb of General Huaiyuan to show respect for the ancestors. The county magistrate hid, and today he summoned Weifu to say that if he doesn’t entertain these people well, he won’t be allowed to go to the capital on vacation, even if he goes...he will also write a letter to the Ministry of Officials not to allow Weifu to leave Qingcheng County.”

"Why is that?" Sanskrit stared at him dumbfounded, "Every time a dignitary comes, doesn't he rush forward to socialize? Why...he said such harsh words this time."

"Marquis Yuwen and General Huaiyuan have always been rivals. What do you think is a good thing for their family to pay homage to General Huaiyuan?"

Yang Zhiyuan sneered, "Magistrate Cao was afraid that both parties would be offended, so he pushed me out to be a scapegoat. If anything goes wrong, he can blame me for it. Who made me take full responsibility for my father this time?"

Sanskrit muttered in his heart and scolded the county magistrate Cao angrily, even poking out the graves of the eight generations of ancestors, but he still smiled and comforted him on the surface, "Father is also capable, so he left this matter to father, father We must be able to handle this matter smoothly, and then go to Beijing to meet the county magistrate Fang."

"Actually, this matter is not difficult. After all, our family still has several acquaintances with Zhong Xingyan, otherwise the county magistrate Cao would not insist on pushing this matter to the father. What we need to know now is who will be sent by Yu Wenhou Whether it is a real worship or other actions, as long as it is not too demanding, as a father, I can only turn a blind eye."

When Yang Zhiyuan said this, Sanskrit muttered, "How much more can I do? I can't dig up other people's graves."

"It's a problem!" Yang Zhiyuan's emotion made Fanyin's heart tremble, thinking about Zhong Xingyan, what would be the reaction of this scourge if he knew that Yuwenhou sent someone to worship?
If it was really an opponent, then would the person who assassinated him have something to do with Yu Wenhou?
No one thought that this time Yu Wenhou would send Yu Wenxin to Qingcheng County to pay homage to General Huaiyuan.

Although Yuwenxin has a certain right to speak in front of Yuwenhou, but in the eyes of outsiders, he is a weakling in Yuwenhou's family.

In the family of generals, there is a vegetarian literati who has no strength to restrain chickens, and does not trample ants to death. How can this not be tasteless?Therefore, as soon as the news came out, everyone felt that Marquis Yuwen was completely slandering and humiliating General Huaiyuan.

But General Huaiyuan has passed away, and now Yuwenhou's mansion holds great power, even if some people are upset, they can only close the door and scold their mothers, no one dares to fight with Yuwenhou.

When Cao County Magistrate learned that Yu Wenhou's family was Yu Wenxin, he couldn't help but kowtow to the sky a few times. He was glad that he had entrusted this ghost job to Yang Zhiyuan. If he was unlucky, let him go. It is better to recover after leaving.

So Yang Zhiyuan rushed to the gate of the city to greet him on the morning of the scheduled day, and he was accompanied by the new county magistrate, but he started sneezing, running nose, and coughing so much that he almost spit out his lungs since he left the house. He was dying of illness, and as soon as Yang Zhiyuan stepped forward and said "If you can't do it, go back", the county magistrate immediately ordered someone to lift the sedan chair and ran away.

I'm afraid there is no such speed in picking up money...Yang Zhiyuan felt slanderous in his heart, but also felt helpless, so he had to wait patiently for the arrival of Mr. Yuwen.

The team from Yuwenhou's mansion arrived slowly, because they came to pay tribute to the funeral, so the surroundings of the carriage and the clothes of the guards were all the color of green cloth, and they still had a respect for the dead.

Yang Zhiyuan felt a little relieved, at least if he didn't come to show off his might, it was the beginning of victory.

The carriage stopped, and Yang Zhiyuan hurried forward and said, "Yang Zhiyuan, the Registrar of Qingcheng County, welcomes Mr. Yuwen."

"Well, there is Master Lao Yang."

The voice of the people in the car was very soft, the guards brought the horse stool, opened the curtain of the car, and a young man in white clothes got on and off, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but admire in his eyes, he really is a handsome young man with a handsome appearance He is elegant with a bit of bookishness, and the kindness revealed when the corner of his mouth smiles makes people feel close to him. He is young and talented, but it is a pity that he was born into the wrong family. If he was born in a civil servant's family, he will definitely be a great talent.

Yang Zhiyuan bowed his hands to salute, and Yu Wenxin immediately returned the salute, "The rain suddenly caught up on the road, which delayed the time. Even though we rushed on the road yesterday, it was still delayed. It is no wonder that Master Yang waited for a long time."

"Young Master Yuwen, please." Yang Zhiyuan greeted him and led him forward. Yu Wenxin didn't get into the carriage again, so he walked slowly. He nodded his thanks, and occasionally asked a few words about the people in Qingcheng County, which made Yang Zhiyuan feel admiration for him, and the conversation became more lively.

"This time, on behalf of my father, I came to pay homage to General Huaiyuan from the bottom of my heart. Master Yang can rest assured. I can assure you that if my people have any troubles in Qingcheng County, all family rules will deal with them," Yu Wenxin said. Laughed, "You must have heard of the family rules of the Marquis Yuwen Mansion, right?"

"I've heard that," Yang Zhiyuan smiled wryly, "either dead or injured."

"So tomorrow I will go to Fuling Temple to guard General Huaiyuan for three days. You don't need to accompany me every day, just someone to guide you."

Even though Yu Wenxin said so, Yang Zhiyuan still couldn't rest assured, "I will be willing to be a guide, and I hope Mr. Yuwen will not be disgusted."

"It's just what I want, and I'm sorry, Master Yang." Yu Wenxin's politeness made Yang Zhiyuan's smile relax a little. Regardless of whether Yu Wenhou had any extra orders, at least this promise not to cause trouble in Qingcheng County came from Yu Wen. It came out of the mouth of the letter.

But Fuling Temple...Yang Zhiyuan glanced at Yu Wenxin thoughtfully. Will he stay there for three days?There has always been a place where Zhong Xingyan stayed for a long time, is there anything else going on?

This thought quickly passed through Yang Zhiyuan's mind. He could still pretend not to know about the battle between the rich and powerful. In the eyes of these people, his own life was not as good as an ant on the ground. To be the leader, so as not to burp and burp with a cold neck, he hasn't lived enough yet!
After receiving the best meal at the "Wanyue Building" in the county seat, Yu Wenxin asked to go straight to Fuling Temple.

Yang Zhiyuan didn't expect him to ask so quickly. When the county government summoned escorts, he hurried home and told Sanskrit that he wanted to get two changes of clothes. Although he only went for three days, he would be busy all over Smelly sweat, you can't lose face because of a few clothes.

Qing Miao went to prepare immediately, Fanyin listened to Yang Zhiyuan nagging about the pity of this son, "It's a pity, he is handsome, he is also kind, and he is also a genius when it comes to poetry, but he was born in the family of a general. The most rare thing is that he Isn’t it strange that you are still a vegetarian?”

Sanskrit twitched his lips, "What's the pity?"

"How can a military general's family produce a literati? People will laugh at you if you go to the Wenju exam. Even those who marry a civil official's family are rare, unless there is a relationship of interest." Yang Zhiyuan was anxious, and he didn't want to talk to Sanskrit. After packing the wrapped clothes and supplies, Yang Zhiyuan picked them up and hurried back to the county office.

Sanskrit shrugged helplessly, it is true that strange people produce strange people, and strange things are born everywhere.

Qing Miao muttered worriedly on the side, "Master just left, and he didn't bring anyone to wait on him, can it work?"

"I went to a temple, not a vacation. Anyway, it's inappropriate for Aunt Miao to go with her. It's a violation of the precept." Fanyin joked with a smile. Since her father took Qing Miao into the house, she changed her name to Aunt Miao.

Qing Miao snorted, "I'm worried that the master is tired all by himself, where are your thoughts going, you know so much at only 14 years old."

"It's better than not knowing anything." Sanskrit didn't say any more, but he was only thinking about the members of Wei's family in Zhangxian County. Look, they still don't answer?

Originally Sanskrit wanted to go by himself, but his father also said that he should come forward, so why not ask Mother Zhao first?

Fanyin thought about it, and couldn't help but took Caiyun out of the house, first to see the business of the noodle shop, and second, to ask about the Zhang family's affairs, at least to find out before making any plans.

Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed to see Sanskrit's sudden arrival, but she was also a little embarrassed, so she let Sanskrit sit in the private room, and she was busy for a long time before she came over to talk.

Putting a bag of silver on the table, Mrs. Zhao said: "I originally wanted to send it to Miss Yang tomorrow, but unexpectedly you came today. This is the bonus of these days, you keep it!"

"Why so much?" Sanskrit looked at the large bag of silver, and his doubts became heavier, "What's going on? Mother Zhao might as well explain it clearly."

Zhao's mother was in a dilemma, and she said after a long while: "I heard from Madam that you are going to Beijing with Master Yang. You keep all the money, and the dividends are in it. The rest of the money will be regarded as the money between you and Master Yang. send the book off!"

Sanskrit suddenly frowned, looked at Mrs. Zhao and said, "I haven't said I'm leaving yet, why have I even prepared the money for seeing you off? Tell me the truth, did Mrs. Zhang ask you to sever contact with our family? I will give you the money If you accept it, there will be nothing more to do with it, right?"

(End of this chapter)